The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

With a blush on the horizon, Naoya and Mamochi are getting more and more busy in the kitchen, while in the living room, Hiroki and his father Zhongbin are enjoying the rare time of closeness between father and son. He went to help out, but as soon as he reached the kitchen door, Naoya stopped him and told him to sit back.

"It's enough to have me and Mamoko here, the kitchen is not big, and I'm afraid it will be crowded together with you," Naoya said, pointing to Hiroki who was sitting obediently in the living room and eating candy, "You just spend good time with Hiroki today, don't be so polite, and didn't you all promise to give me the signed version of "The Baron of the Night"? That's enough."

"Okay," Zhong Bin, who was blocked and had nothing to say, could only smile helplessly, "Then tell me if you need help."

"Well, maybe it's the same," Naoya thought for a while, and said, "My master will come later, if I'm too busy in the kitchen and I don't hear you, please open the door for me, and then remember to tell me I'll say it."

As for Shier...he has the key, so he doesn't need to worry about it at all, Zhizai thought to himself, but he didn't know whether the person he brought back would be his future wife.

Zhongbin naturally agreed to this trivial matter, and let Naoya go to work with peace of mind. After thanking him, Naoya also returned to the 'battlefield' to continue processing the ingredients that were only half cooked.

And on the stove next to it, the already bubbling carrot and corn pork ribs soup was simmering slowly on a low heat. After skimming off the foam, he took a small dish filled with milky yellow soup and took a sip. Blending with the sweetness of corn and the embellishment of carrots, everything looks very harmonious. You only need to sprinkle some salt to taste when it comes out of the pot.

"Mamo, how is your side?" Naoya asked, and raised the small plate in his hand by the way, "Would you like to try this soup, I think it's almost ready."

"Okay young master, I'm almost done here." Zhen Wang agreed, took the small plate that Naoya handed over, touched his lips and tasted a little, then bent his eyebrows and eyes, and said with a smile, "Very good, The young master's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"This kind of simple stew doesn't take much effort." Naoya couldn't help laughing, and glanced at the stewpot, "Then let it simmer on a low fire, and wait until everyone is here, then pour it out."

But as soon as his voice fell, the glass sliding door of the kitchen over there was knocked lightly. Zhongbin leaned into half of his body, looked at Naoya, and said, "An old man is here, still carrying something in his hand. Should it be your master?"

"Okay, I'll go right away." Naoya replied, and asked Zhenwang to help him keep an eye on the stew on the stove, then loosened his apron, and walked to the living room with Zhongbin.

"Master," it turned out to be Lin Mingde who came, Zhizai called out happily, and immediately stepped up to meet him, "Why don't you call me when you come, so I can go down to pick you up."

"What's there to do? I knew you would be very busy today, so I came up by myself." Lin Mingde smiled, and handed over the things in his hand, "Here, the sweet milk I bought for you Hurry up and put it in the refrigerator, remember to drink it before going to bed, to replenish your body, you see you are almost nine years old, and you are still so thin, just like a six or seven-year-old child."

And Hong Shu, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room beside him, was drinking orange juice. Hearing Lin Mingde's words, he almost couldn't hold back his spout—Naozai, does he still need to replenish his body?

Thinking of Naoya, who was easily exhausted from training in the fitness room, but at the same level, he didn't sweat much, and didn't even breathe heavily, Hiroki wiped the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt that Naoya's master The filter for his apprentice is also too thick.

"Master..." Zhizai was also a bit dumbfounded, but obediently accepted Lin Mingde's thoughts. For a while, he didn't know if he should tell the other party that he had already saved a lot of milk at home because of his height. "Thank you, come in and sit down quickly, dinner will be ready soon, I made carrot and corn pork ribs soup for you, I don't know if you like it or not."

"Hey, that's really good, I just want this soup," Lin Mingde laughed after hearing this, and rubbed Zhizai's soft hair, "You have a heart."

After taking the teacher to the living room to sit down, and serving tea, Naoya returned to the kitchen again, and prepared the plate with Mamoko, but...

"Why didn't Shier come back, and didn't send me a message," Naoya took out his phone and lit it up, frowning and glanced at it. There was no SMS notification, let alone a caller ID, and he muttered, "It's this time, this time Where did you go?"

"Maybe it's delayed by something on the road, it should be here soon," Zhenwang comforted, "Master, otherwise let's take the food out first and wait, there are still guests outside."

"It's okay, anyway, I sent a text message to notify him, and if he comes back late, I don't blame me." Naoya snorted from his nasal cavity, put the phone back in his pocket, and then went to get the dishes, and together with Zhenwang, arranged Dining table in living room.

"Naoya, I'll help you."

Seeing this, Hiroki hurried over and shared part of the work for Naoya. It wasn't that he didn't want to spend more time with his father, but his father and Naoya's master didn't know what kind of eye-catching relationship they had. There was a lot of difference, after chatting for a few words, they looked like they had no ties between each other and had a good time with each other. Hiroki sat in the middle and listened to the two people's conversations. It would be boring to some extent. Naoya helped.

Naoya didn't stop him from just helping with the simple task of serving dishes, and handed over the bowls and chopsticks to Hiroki, while he went to cook the ribs soup on the gas stove for a long time.

When all the hot dishes were basically served on the table, and Naoya was about to allow everyone to come over for dinner, there was another rustling sound from the door of the apartment, but this time, Naoya didn't need to go forward to open the door.

Shi Er, who only wore a light dark coat, came in from outside the house carrying fruit, and beside him was a woman with a somewhat cautious expression, holding a paper bag in one hand, who had black hair. Bright and slightly fluffy hair, this is a somewhat iconic hairstyle for Naoya, and it made him think at a glance that his unborn nephew in the future also has a hair like a sea urchin. Open, even better black hair.

Well, there is no need to think about it now, looking at the woman next to Shi Er, Naoya silently said in his heart, it must be her.

"Happy New Year!" Seeing Naoya, the woman immediately raised her pretty eyebrows, handed over the paper bag in her hand, and said with a smile, "You are Shir's younger brother Naoya-kun, please introduce yourself, my name is Riho, It’s Shir’s friend, it’s my first visit, this is a gift for you, I hope you like it.”

"Ah...thank you, just call me Naoya," Naoya was caught off guard when he received a gift as soon as we met, Naoya paused, looked at the expectant expression on his face, and asked tentatively, "I Can you open it and have a look?"

Sure enough, the woman nodded enthusiastically, looking even happier than Naoya who received the gift.

Open the paper bag, and what lies inside is a plain white plush scarf. The soft touch covers the fingertips, as if wandering in the sea of ​​clouds. At the end of the scarf, there is also a cute orange embroidered scarf. The fat fox has become a dazzling bright color in this scarf.

"Shier said that you like foxes very much, and the weather has been getting colder and colder recently, so I picked this scarf," the woman smiled, but then her brows and eyes were stained with a touch of apology, and she clapped her hands together, "But it's also for It took me so long to buy this scarf, that's why I came so late, I'm really sorry."

"No, you don't have to worry about it, thank you for the gift, I like it very much." Naoya quickly waved his hand, then glared at Shier, who seemed to have nothing to do with him, "If you want to blame it, blame him. Rubbing."

"I bought your favorite fruit," Shi'er snorted, and brushed Naoya's smooth soft hair with his big free hand, "Brat."

"Get your hands away! I just washed my hair today." Naoya stretched out his hand to shake off Shier's teasing, while turning his head sideways, trying to avoid the range of his attack, but the result was self-evident, Shier's hand remained the same. It was placed firmly on top of his head, and it was not easy to take it off until it was addicted.

"Pfft," Riho next to him couldn't help laughing when he saw this situation, probably because he was infected by Naoya Shir and the two of them. As expected, the relationship is very good, and Shir often mentions you Naoya to me."

"Who knows what bad things he said about me behind my back all day long," Naoya muttered after finally avoiding Shier's clutches, combed his hair, and then looked at Riho, "Okay, don't stand still , come into the house quickly, you are not too late, just in time for dinner."

"Well, I just wanted to say that I already smelled the fragrance," Riho exclaimed, "It's so rich, and this is amazing, did you do it all by yourself, Naoya? It's amazing!"

"No, how is it possible," Naoya laughed, "Since you can already smell the fragrance, come in and sit."

The night outside the house has quietly fallen. Among the high-rise buildings, colorful lights complement each other, and in the apartment, on the dining table under the orange light, there is a table full of sumptuous New Year’s Eve dishes, with the cheerful and lively singing of TV programs as the background Naoya raised the glass filled with orange juice, smiled and congratulated the people sitting around the dining table, "Everyone, Happy New Year!"

Everyone laughed in response, and also raised the orange juice on hand, gathered towards the center of the table, and clinked glasses together.

Hiroki, who was already hungry, couldn't wait to start, and almost immediately stuffed his mouth full, because he had the experience of eating with Naoya and Mamochi throughout the summer vacation, and he knew exactly how good their craftsmanship was. Well, the current Chinese New Year's Eve dishes are even more outstanding, and the level of deliciousness has more than doubled than usual.

"Well, this soup is delicious and sweet," Lin Mingde took a sip of the soup that Naoya had served for him, and praised, "The ribs are also very fresh."

"Master likes it." Naoya seemed very happy to get Lin Mingde's affirmation, "I was worried at first that it would not suit your appetite."

"It's been a long time since I came here that I've had such a satisfying stew," Lin Mingde laughed loudly, patting Naoya's head lovingly, "Don't just care about others, you should eat it too, it's been a hard day today You and your sister."

"Okay." Naozai responded with a smile, watching the crowd busily sandwiching the meals on the table, these are the fruits of his and Zhenwang's hard work for almost an entire afternoon, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart The sense of satisfaction, with the relaxing warmth of a hot spring, made him feel very comfortable.

This was his first new year after leaving the monastery, but it was better than he had imagined.

The only little regret was that Wu could not come here, Naoya thought, but after the other party became an adult, this should not be a problem.

Perhaps it was something in his heart, the phone in his pocket happened to ring at this moment, with a little vibration - it was a short notification tone for receiving a text message, Naoya was taken aback, took out the phone to check it, and after clicking on it, he couldn't help but grinned Mouth.

On the narrow screen of the phone, a text message from Gojo Satoru almost filled the entire screen.

[Naozai! ! !Happy New Year! ! ! ! ! ! ]

It was probably a text message sent out in a hurry to find an opportunity. The content was just a simple blessing, but the exclamation points on the screen still made Naoya couldn't help but smile knowingly. The regret in his heart was faintly made up for by this text message. .

Perhaps it was because Naoya's smile was too contagious, Zhenwang looked at it several times in a row, and finally couldn't help asking, "Master, are you happy?"

"Hmm... is it obvious?" Naoya touched the corner of his mouth, only to feel that it was raised higher, "I'm really happy now."

"If the young master likes this kind of occasion, wait until March or April next year." Seeing this, Zhenwang couldn't help but bring up the thought that had been buried in his heart for a long time, "The cherry blossoms will bloom when the time comes, shall we go see the cherry blossoms together?"

"Hmm! I want to go!" With some food in his mouth, Hiroki raised his hands high, with an excited expression on his face, and said vaguely, "Let's watch the cherry blossoms together!" And Zhongbin, who was at the side, felt a little helpless He patted Hiroki on the back funny again, in case his son was choked.

"Sakura, it will be fun if you all go to see it together." Probably thinking of the beauty of cherry blossoms in full bloom, Riho said with some longing, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes bursting with anticipation, "If you can, please be sure to bring me too! "

Shi Er, who was sitting next to Risui, only glanced at the other party when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't say much.

"I've always heard that the cherry blossoms here are beautiful. I've been staying in Chinatown, but I haven't found a chance to take a closer look." Lin Mingde thought for a while, "I'm really curious right now."

"In that case, let's go see the cherry blossoms together next year." Naoya replied with a smile, and couldn't help thinking, in this case, then Satoru should be able to be with them by then.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth raised and even the dimples on his cheeks were fully exposed, and the joy and satisfaction in his heart almost overflowed, prompting him to raise the orange juice in his hand again, and said loudly to everyone, " Then let us have a toast in advance for next year's cherry blossoms!"