After becoming the same period with the strongest

Yusanjia's new year is not as conservative as imagined.

All the paper sliding doors that are usually used to partition the rooms are opened, and the Wutiao clansmen who are watching the old age in the house are separated into different positions according to their status and age.

If it is a place with more young people, it will naturally be more lively, and you can faintly hear the sound of various games and jokes;

If there are more older people, they will be quieter. Most of them drink tea, play cards and so on;

After going up a generation, there will only be people who simply drink tea and chat.

And Wujo Satoru's location is a place where all areas can be seen.

Those who can follow him at this time are either elders of the clan or people who are valued.

In previous years, the area where the Patriarch was located was quiet and comfortable, but this year is very different——

There is a mahjong table set up here.

"Touch, Batong."

Gojo Wu looked at the mahjong on the corner of the table, raised his eyebrows high, "What are you talking about? It's Duan Yaojiu again?!"

"You didn't say you couldn't break Yaojiu." The old man who touched the cards said with a smile while stroking his goatee.

Hearing his words, Gojo Satoru suddenly opened his eyes in dissatisfaction, "Can you have a little dream? What's the point of playing cards twice?!"

"Dreams belong to young people. I am an old man, as long as I can win."

Before Gojo Satoru was about to speak provocatively, the former Patriarch, who was familiar with his character, slowly touched his cards and asked casually, "There is news outside that you have a girlfriend, and they all came to me."

Gojo Satoru frowned, and then said disapprovingly, "Why, is it possible that you still want to influence my marriage?"

No denying it, it's true.And, the word marriage is still used...

The former Patriarch raised his eyes to look at him, "That's not true, it's just strange that you didn't bring anyone back."

Sensing the temptation in the other party's words, Gojo Satoru opened the corners of his mouth and showed a sharp smile, "I will come, as the wife of the head of the house."

Another player, Hayato Gojo, asked himself for the [-]th time why he appeared on this mahjong table.

While the two were talking, the old man with the goatee saw the cards played by the previous Patriarch, and happily pushed the cards in his hand, "Hey, it's crazy, break Yaojiu."

Gojo Satoru looked at the Si An Ke who had already drawn the card in his hand, and instantly frowned, "You can only win the card if you play twice!"

The old man curled his lips, and replied with a perfunctory expression: "All right, all right, listen to you."

The heating in the apartment was turned on fully, and the must-see Red and White Song Concert was playing on the TV. Rin Hoshimi, Megumi Fushiguro, and Miki Tsuzumi wore comfortable home clothes and sat on the fluffy carpet in the living room playing flying chess , with all kinds of snacks and fruits on hand.

"Wait, wait! Huiyou change to another plane! My plane is about to be trampled home by you again!"

Facing Tsumiji's request, Fu Heihui, who turned a deaf ear to it, mercilessly replaced the previous plane on Grid with his own plane.

"To play games, you must be willing to gamble and admit defeat."

The expression on the boy's face was cold, but there was a slight smile in his dark blue pupils.

Tsumiji pouted in annoyance, and then quickly cheered up, "Just wait!"

As the snacks at hand dwindled, the red and white song meeting on TV didn't know when it was over.

Hoshimi Rin threw the dice with one hand and touched the phone with the other, ready to check what time it was.

Just when her fingertips touched the phone in the blanket, the phone vibrated.

Turning on the phone, he saw that the caller was Gojo Satoru.

As soon as he picked up the phone, a brisk and familiar voice came out impatiently.

"Rin, what are you doing now?"

"I'm playing flying chess with Megumi Tsumiki." Rin Hoshimi replied casually as he moved his plane.

"Shouldn't you say you're thinking about me at a time like this?! When your lover asks what you're doing, it's asking if you're thinking about me!"

The coquettish tone on the other end of the phone is no different from that of a child who is angry for not getting candy.

Even because the sound was so penetrating, it was clearly heard by the two real children next to it.

One person's face was written: Is Mr. Wutiao such a person?

The meaning on the other person's face was also very clear: Why can he say such disgusting words?

Hoshimi Rin cleared his throat in a low voice, signaling him to restrain himself, and then skillfully comforted him and changed the subject by the way.

"Of course I miss you too. Next time I will put this sentence in the first sentence. What about you? Have you finished dealing with the family affairs?"

Fu Heihui and Tsumiji looked at each other, and today's game time seems to be over.

Tsumiji made a gesture to Hoshimi Rin to end the game, and after seeing Hoshimi Rin nodded, he and Fuguro Megumi began to pack things together, while Hoshimi Rin nestled into the sofa holding the phone.

When Gojo Satoru said he was done playing and walked out of the Japanese room with his mobile phone, the Gojo Elder with the goatee grabbed the Gojo Hayato who was about to run away.

"Hayato, tell me what kind of girlfriend Satoru is like?"

The caught Wutiao Hayato kept his eyes on his nose, his nose, his nose and his heart, "I don't know, I only met a few times at the succession ceremony."

The old man raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, glanced at the door quietly, then lowered his voice and approached him, "Don't be perfunctory, you were the one who picked them up in Tokyo, and you were the one who received them when they came to our house. The old man was just inquiring. What kind of personality is this kind of thing that cannot be said?"

"I really don't know." Gojo Hayato replied in a flat tone: "If you want to know the information on intelligence, I can say a few words."

"Hey, how do you count this kind of information?" The old man raised his chin towards the door indifferently: "Those who can see enlightenment must either have the same temperament as him, or have a bad temper. There is no fourth kind for those who come here for Wutiao’s family.”

"Since you know what's in your mind, don't ask me."

The former head of the family thought about another question, "Is there someone to protect her?"

Once the news that Gojo Satoru has a girlfriend gets out, those who want to hit the Gojo family will not be indifferent.

"The head of the family has never given such an order."

"yes…"

Gojo Satoru outside the door had already walked along the veranda to the edge of Mirror Lake, and sat with one leg propped up where he used to sit when he was a child.

"What fun can there be? These old men are so conservative that they only play mahjong."

Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Hoshimi Rin raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "That doesn't sound as boring as you said, I thought it was just drinking tea and chatting, and then reporting what I did this year."

"If the Wutiao family is not like this, the other two will be hard to say."

The two of them didn't talk for long, and the night sky in front of each other exploded bright fireworks at the same time, Hoshimi Rin even heard a long bell coming from Gojo Satoru.

"Happy New Year, Wu."

The gentle voice paused almost imperceptibly, and then continued: "I love you."

The voice on the other end of the phone was suffocated, and then he laughed softly, "I love you too, happy new year."

The fireworks exploded, and Tsumiji, who was packing up, immediately pulled Heihui to the French window.

There was a bit of mist under the palm that was on the glass. Tsumiji looked at the magnificent scenery that he had never seen outside for a while, and then slowly turned his head to look at the boy beside him.

"Happy New Year, Hui."

"Well, happy new year."

Afterwards, the two children turned their heads to look at the person nestled on the sofa behind them at the same time.

The girl who was talking on the phone had a gentle and happy expression on her face. When she saw them looking over, she bent her eyes and raised her other hand to wave to them, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

Tsumiji heard the New Year greetings that Hui and herself said together, and she thought: They will definitely get better in the future.

After leaving the status of a student, the conjurer is not as relaxed as before. From the third day of the new year, everyone has been busy.

Compared with the battle to exorcise the curse spirit, the long journey back and forth is more tiring.

On the Shinkansen heading towards Tokyo, there were not many passengers because it was getting late.

Hoshimi Rin finished chatting with Gojo Satoru, and when she put down her phone and was about to eat something to fill her stomach, a figure with a fragrant fragrance sat down beside her.

"Little sister, if you move around again, the other people in this car will die innocently."

The bright and charming woman brushed away her long hair by her ears, and looked at Hoshimi Rin with her chin propped up with a smile, like a beautiful snake that spit out a snake letter.

Hoshimi Rin looked at her with a very calm expression, "Then I can take my hand back, right? Otherwise, it's uncomfortable to be frozen here."

"Okay." The woman smiled kindly, "But let's set up the restraint first. If you don't make any resistance, come with us, and we will let the people in this car go, how about it?"

The tone of the statement did not give Hoshimi Rin any choice.

Hoshimi Rin looked at her and didn't speak for a while.

The woman seemed to see what she was thinking, and added patiently: "We won't hurt you until we meet our boss, and the bondage is just to let you cooperate with us on our way."

After finishing speaking, she blinked ambiguously at Xingjian Rin, "After all, it would be bad if the Wujo family knew about the commotion. Ah, by the way, you can't pass on the news either."

This time, Hoshimi Rin agreed without much hesitation.

Although she didn't know what she would face, she still couldn't let this carload of innocent people die because of her.

The bondage was established, and the woman smiled happily at Xingjian Rin, "What a good boy."

When the train stopped at the next stop, the woman also stood up and prepared to get off, "Let's go, we won't go to Tokyo."

As they left their seats, a man in black who was sitting not far away also followed.

The woman glanced at the man, and said with a smile, "Let me just say that the magicians are good and obedient children."

The expressionless man glanced at them without speaking.

The woman seemed dissatisfied with his attitude, raised her eyebrows and complained, "What a man who doesn't understand style, I hate coming out with you the most."