I live longer than the incomparable

Yabaichuni sat in the room and accompanied Inosuke to do homework.In fact, a sensible and intelligent child like Inosuke doesn't need the participation of Eight Hundred Bhikkuni at all.

The child neither needs her to tutor those homework, nor does she need her to supervise. Eight hundred bhikkuni just doesn't want to leave too little trace in his growth process, so she wants to sit by his side and accompany him.

After finishing her homework, Inosuke held up the homework book and put it in front of her, her big round eyes sparkling.

This is asking for praise from the mother.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis asked him, "Have you finished writing everything?"

Inosuke nodded proudly: "It's all done."

This knowledge is not a difficult problem for Eight Hundred Bhikkuni, so she checks it very quickly. Although the degree of completion is indeed very high, there are still one or two small mistakes caused by carelessness.

Bhikkhuni Yabaicuni circled him with a pen and patted his head: "Inosuke is great, he has mastered all the knowledge points very well, but next time he has to be more careful."

After receiving such an evaluation, Inosuke put his hands behind his back and lowered his head in embarrassment. He was about to take the homework from his mother and go back to correct it, but he heard a knock on the door.

"come in."

After Babaichuni finished speaking, they saw Ryoko walking in with his head down. Ryoko raised his face as if mustering courage, but the expression on his face was too complicated.

This performance caught the attention of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, and she asked with some doubts: "What's the matter, Ryoko."

Liangzi had been working as a servant in the annex for several years, and it was the first time she saw Liangzi showing such an expression.

This kind of angry and sad expression, with an expression of anger and holding back crying.

The moment she heard the voice of the eight hundred monks, Ryoko couldn't control her emotions and began to cry.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was also confused by her behavior, and was about to comfort her first, but Ryoko choked up and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am... woo woo woo, I, I didn't expect Mr. He... he How could it be so excessive! Huuuuuuuu......"

For a moment, the eight hundred bhikkhuni almost thought that Guiwu Tsuji had done something to her.

But this kind of thing is obviously impossible. If Oni Wu Tsuji really wanted to attack Liangzi, then Liangzi would not be able to cry in front of her alive.

Inosuke stared blankly at Ryoko's appearance of crying as soon as he entered, pursed his lips, took out his small handkerchief from his pocket and held it up to her.

"Sister Liangzi..."

The little boy held up a handkerchief in front of her, trying to wipe her tears.

Seeing the young master's well-behaved and sensible appearance, and thinking of Mr. Yueyan's behavior today, Ryoko cried even louder.

Inosuke was startled by her cries, and subconsciously retreated to the side of Bikkuni Yao. In this case, Bikkuni Yabai must first appease Ryoko's emotions.

She took Yoshiko's hand to make her sit down, took the handkerchief he handed over from Inosuke's assistant, coaxed Yoshiko softly as she used to coax Inosuke, and helped Yoshiko wipe away the dripping tears.

After a while, Ryoko's mood calmed down.

She looked at Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni with red eyes, and sobbed, "Sir, he... He brought the child born by another woman... Also, brought back..."

When she spoke, Ryoko looked like she was about to cry. If someone who didn't know saw it, they might think that Ryoko was the one who was treated like this.

After all, when Bhikkhuni Yao heard this, her first reaction was not to be angry or sad, but to appease Inosuke.

It's a pity that Inosuke was stunned for a while when he heard the news, and couldn't hear what his mother was saying to him at all.

"Mother?"

The child who heard the news hadn't realized what was going on, and called out to his mother subconsciously.

The eight hundred monks coaxed the left side and the right side: "Don't worry about Inosuke, there is no such thing, it must be a misunderstanding by Ryoko's sister, how could Dad have children with other women, Dad likes Inosuke the most."

She held Inosuke's face, smiling unabated: "Has Inosuke always believed in mother?"

The boy blinked, looked at his mother's soft and beautiful face, and nodded.

"Mom has always believed in Dad, so Inosuke must also believe that Dad will never do such a thing that makes Inosuke sad." She had a smile on her face, and touched Inosuke's cheek with warm fingers, and Inosuke herself hadn't felt it yet. When the tears rolled down, he carefully wiped away the tears he shed unconsciously.

"So Inosuke is reviewing here first. Mom and sister Yoshiko will go down and see what's going on, okay?"

She pressed Inosuke's head into her arms with one hand, turned her head and shook her head gently at Ryoko, and Ryoko tightly covered her mouth after making a wink.Although the eyes are still red.

Yabaichuni knew that Yoshiko was arguing for herself, and she had no reason to blame this kindness, but it was inconvenient for Inosuke to know about this kind of thing, so she still needed to avoid it.

Furthermore, Bhikkhuni Yabai always knew that Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was not a good person, but she really doubted the authenticity of the news about having children with other women outside.

After wiping Inosuke's tears away, Bhikkhuni Yabai led Ryoko out of the room, and after closing the door she asked, "Did he say it himself?"

Looking at her face, Ryoko suddenly realized that Madam seemed to be eerily calm from the beginning to the end.

She didn't know whether it was because the madam didn't care at all, or for some other reason. All in all, the news that the husband brought the child back didn't seem to make her panic at all.

A strange chill rose from the soles of her feet, and Liangzi's sanity returned a bit. She calmed down and explained: "Sir...just asking if you are not at home again..."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni raised his eyelids, that is to say, it was all just Ryoko's guess.

She didn't reprimand Liangzi, but asked her to wash her face and go to bed early. Under Liangzi's worried eyes, Babaichuni comforted her: "I probably know who that child is."

——*——

Tired with many doubts.

He didn't know why Lord Onimai Tsuji came to Natian Spider Mountain suddenly, and he didn't know why he brought himself to such a place.

Tired was also a human being decades ago. He still remembers that the Meiji Restoration had already begun a long time ago, and all kinds of imported products were popular in China.

Tier's family conditions are very good. Although he has been weak and sick since he was a child, his parents have been looking for doctors to treat him, and considering that he can't walk around freely, they bought a lot of toys and books for him.

Thinking of the past, Tired also thought of Lord Onimai Tsuji at that time.

At that time, Mr. Onimai Tsuji had short, soft and docile hair, combing the hair on the front of the forehead, revealing a smooth forehead.He was wearing the latest trendy suit and a short gray cape, and he fell in front of Tired as if he had fallen from the sky.

Master Oniwu Tsuji's voice was pitiful: 【It's so pitiful. 】

Onimai Tsuji-sama, who took pity on him like this, gave him a new life.Gave him...a healthy body and great strength.

So the tired hair changed, the body changed, and the heart also changed.

Master Guiwu Tsuji said to him: [Let me save you. 】

When he was sitting alone on the veranda, looking up at the bright and clear full moon, he descended as before.

Lord Onimai Tsuji took him to the mountain, where there was an old but solemn mansion, and in the mansion, there was a... cold but gentle person.

In Lei's view, Lord Onimai Tsuji is also such a person.

With no explanation and no instructions, they lived like family for several years.

Lord Onimai Tsuji is the father, Lord Yabaichuni is the mother, and Lei is their child.

Tired always remembered her temperature—the temperature of Mrs. Eight Hundred Bikuni.

She looked at him with calm and empty eyes, but the expression on her face was incredibly gentle.

Sitting together on the porch at night, lying tired on her lap, the feeling of peace and warmth was so soft that he wanted to shed tears.

When Tired was still a human being, it seemed that someone had let him lie on his lap like this, stroking his cheeks with slender and soft fingers.

Although Tired couldn't remember exactly what happened, he knew—Master Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was like a mother to him.

Lei originally thought that this kind of life would last forever. Although Lord Onimai Tsuji would not "go home" once in a long time, Lei also got his "love" from Lord Yabaichuni.

So it doesn't matter at all.

The bond between family members is so wonderful, even if the father is always away from home, the children's respect, love and admiration for him will not diminish.Correspondingly, mothers who have been with their children for many years are better able to listen to their children's innermost thoughts.

Tired once said to Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni: [I hope this will continue. 】

The white-haired boy knelt behind her and pressed his face against her back. Eight hundred bhikkhunis had the cold fragrance of cold cherry blossoms and night rain.

[Our family... just like this, we will be together forever. 】

Tired's body temperature has always been very low, which was true when he was a human being, and even worse after becoming a "ghost".The temperature of Mr. Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni's body was continuously transmitted from his forehead and cheeks, as if silently responding to Tired's request.

So tired thought she agreed, and also thought that her wish could always be fulfilled.

It's just... Mr. Onimai Tsuji left anyway, he left Natian Spider Mountain, and took Mr. Eight Hundred Bhikuni with him.

For many years after that, I didn’t see Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni again, only Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan went there a few times, and when he asked for [family members], he said to him: “It’s up to you.”

Tire watched Kiwu Tsuji Wumi silently and intently, but failed to say to him: [I hope you and Mr. Eight Hundred Bhikuni can continue to be my family. 】

Because tired is very clear, Lord Onimai Tsuji already knew about such a request.

Any thoughts deep in Oni's heart will be known to him, and no thought can be hidden from him, but Lord Onimai Tsuji, who is clearly aware of his wish, has no intention of granting this wish at all.

Until many years passed, the tired "family" changed batch after batch.Master Oniwu Tsuji suddenly came to him one day and said to him: [Tired, it's time to go home. 】

The author has something to say: I really like being tired! ! !This is really big baby!It's so cute!