[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

There are not many lights on in the corridor, and the people who live there have limited economic conditions, and most of them want to save money.Besides, after working all day, he was so tired that he would lie dead when he returned home at night, and he really didn't have much extra time for leisure and entertainment.

The lights on the top floor are almost on the roof, like a lighthouse lit in the lonely night sea, wobbly, weak and about to be blown out by the wind.

Keigo Atobe looked all the way down the roof of the building. Under his sharp gaze, this old building was as exposed as if it had been stripped naked.It hides in the night, ashamed of its embarrassment.

Even if you don't look at it from an aesthetic point of view, this house is really not gorgeous.

Dilapidated, dirty, like an old man who is dying of illness, the dark spots on it are the traces of life accumulated by generations. If you get close, you can smell the decay.

He also knew Oraha Sakurana's former residence. Although it was not comparable to the exaggerated Buckingham Palace of the Atobe family, Oriha's father was also capable as a member of parliament and bought a villa in Setagaya District.

People who can live in that villa area are either rich or expensive, at least they don't have to do housework by themselves.

William softly interrupted Keigo Atobe's thoughts: "Master?"

Atobe Keigo said, "Wait a little longer."

The wind blows from the unit building where Zhiyu Sakurana lives, and the coldness is mixed with a slight stench.

Atobe Keigo frowned, the smell of corruption.

The environment here is really terrible. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known that people could live in such a cramped place.

Miss Qianjin, who used to open her mouth and stretch out her hand when she came to dinner, has now turned into this desolate look.Must be having a bad day.Thinking of depriving Zhiyu Sakurana of a job tonight, he suddenly felt that he was... quite an asshole.

Atobe Keigo felt blunt and uncomfortable in his heart, not very strong, like the air before the rain, so thin that it made it difficult to breathe.

My heart began to waver: Originally—maybe I should just ignore it.

In the end he just sighed.

Forget it, since you've already done this, let's compensate her more elsewhere.

"Let's go."

William opened the car door for him, and Keigo Atobe bowed his head, his hands felt a little frosty, and there were a few spider-like filaments wrapped around his hands.

"what is this?"

Excuse me, the filaments wrapped around my fingers quickly broke into pieces, and disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

William hesitated: "Is this hair?"

"Probably not," Keigo Atobe shook his head, got in the car and sat down, his eyes scanned the clock on the car: "Go straight back to the house, and you don't need to go to the mall anymore."

***

If the people living in this house have yin and yang eyes, people with poor psychological endurance will go crazy in all likelihood.

The smell was so strong that Oriha Sakura touched her nose and sneezed.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Grandma Masako."

The door opened with a creak, and the hinges were not oiled. The creaking sound echoed in the empty stairwell, and it sounded a little creepy.Before the door was fully opened, Masako dragged Oriha Sakura inside.

The gesture was almost rude, and Sakura Sakura didn't care at all, and even smiled: "Good evening."

She didn't seem to be afraid at all, Masako was stunned, and then nodded: "Tonight... good."

She was trembling in her heart, but when she was greeted and beaten, Masako couldn't laugh or cry. If this child wasn't big-hearted, he must be short-hearted.

But think about it again: Isn’t it because you are always suspicious?Walking in the dark at night doesn't mean you need a brave person to be able to stay calm!

Now Masako felt relieved: "Stay in school again this afternoon to study with the discussion group? You haven't eaten yet. I left some food for you. It's fried shrimp tempura. It's a pity that it's cold. I'll take it again Warm it up for you, eat it while it's hot, ah."

"Well, it's troublesome." Zhiyu Sakura picked up the cup on the table and drank it down: "I'm really hungry."

The meals on the common people’s table are naturally not much richer, yesterday’s seafood was an exception, today’s dishes are more homely: a plate of fried shrimp tempura, a small bowl of miso soup, a portion of Oden, which is oden, skewers Still unplugged, there are steaming hot fried tofu stuffed meat, enoki mushrooms, konjac knots, and large root pieces that are boiled until they melt in the mouth, and finally there is extremely tender Japanese tofu, trembling waist, with chopsticks Can't hold back.

Masako brought her a bowl of rice: "Is it enough? If not, I'll make it for you and eat fresh."

When the snack was just right, Zhiyu Yingna picked up the chopsticks: "That's enough."

"You taught me this fried tofu stuffed meat yesterday. I tasted it and it tastes really good," Masako said relaxedly, "Tomorrow I will try to add this dish to the menu. It will work harder and earn better, old man Stubborn, let me do it if you don’t want to listen.”

Stuffed meat with fried tofu is best eaten when stewed, but as long as there is a good soup, it will taste fresh when cooked in high broth. The Japanese taste is milder, so it is more suitable.

Taking into account Masako's presence, Oriha Sakura still eats quite slowly: "It's good to focus on making one kind of food, and there is nothing wrong with this kind of craftsman spirit."

Masako smiled: "But people should also know how to be flexible, otherwise how can the income improve? I just thought, I can earn money earlier, move out of this place, and buy the house we sold. Come back, when the time comes, we will recognize you as our granddaughter, will you go?"

The two people living in this house are hard-working craftsmen, but their son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident in the early years, and they only protected their son with their lives.The husband and wife came to the Guandong Cooking Shop to raise their grandson and grandson, but they didn't expect that the grandson fell seriously ill. In the end, they lost their family money and failed to save the child.

Swallowing the deep-fried tofu in her mouth, Zhiyu Sakura was a little vague: "I will help find a way to improve the recipe."

After saying this, Masako only thought she agreed: "Then let's talk about it, now I have a lot of savings, just work hard for a year or two, and soon we can go to a new place and start a new life Now, you don’t have to stay in this ghost—”

Her expression changed slightly, and she quickly covered it up: "Come on, don't eat dry rice, drink some soup."

Zhiyu Yingna took out a bag from her body, it was a small garrison commonly seen at temple fair vendors: "You take this with you, it was given by an expert, it can ward off evil."

Masako didn't reach for it immediately, wanting to laugh but afraid of hurting her self-esteem: "How much did you buy it for?"

"The expert saw that I have a kind face, so I gave it away."

Since it was given as a gift, there is a high probability that it is a fake. It is just a thing anyway. Masako took it: "If you want this kind of thing, just tell me. I will go to the shrine and ask you for one. Or the old man has a channel , I asked him to find a way for you to go to the priest of Tuyumen to ask for a lucky guard."

Zhiyu Yingna raised her eyebrows: "Anyway, you are not allowed to take off what I gave you."

"Okay, okay," Masako put the guard around her neck in front of her: "I won't take it off if you give it to me."