Do not choose the mandarin duck pot [Comprehensive]

Strictly speaking, the first meeting between Ogata Yu and Hong Jiaodong should have been in the year when she was 11 years old and just brought from Sichuan to the Ogata family—the perfect and rebellious heir of the Ogata family The second young lady officially gave up her status as an heir, packed her luggage, and resolutely embarked on an almost impossible road for the sake of the family and the future of the family.

At that time, Xu Fangyu, that is, Tan Yu, was a typical left-behind child from a scientific research family. He only vaguely knew that his beautiful mixed-race mother had a very powerful family; the little girl who had just entered the fifth grade looked confused. The land was packed and sent to Ogata's house, to meet her first challenge, which was a grand and dazzling introduction dinner.

As a family that has always been on good terms, Andeva naturally brought his heirs to the banquet with dignity; and in the ancient courtyard full of strange faces, the left-behind child Ogatayu met with Hong Jiaodong, who had not yet left the second stage of middle school .

"Mr. Hong, do you still remember me?" The curly-haired observer pointed to the old photos in the album, compared his chest with a smile, "I seemed to be only this little tall at the time—you are already about 1.7 meters, right?"

The photo is well preserved in a smooth plastic film. The little girl in the camera is wearing a gorgeous three-pattern sleeve, with a small curly hair that has been forcibly smoothed; from the stiff expression to the awkward standing posture, she is really embarrassed It felt a little cute.

Sitting next to Ogata Yu, the young hero works hard

After thinking about it for a while, I replied: "I was forced by my father to take me there - just remember, you seem to want to eat yokan?"

At that time, the little girl in the curly-haired kimono was standing by the table looking at the plate of yokan with teary eyes. The second-year boy, Hong, kindly reached out and helped the little sister, the protagonist of the banquet like a doll, bring it over.

"..." This touching comprehension ability was originally cultivated since childhood.Ogatayu looked at his lover speechlessly, "Actually, I'm not used to wearing clogs."

Just imagine, being unfamiliar with the place of life and being so scared to death, and the clogs on the feet that have never been worn on the feet are always grinding the toes - in this kind of predicament, Xiao Xufang Yu, holding back tears and doubting life, the guest asked A good-looking little brother suddenly reached out and touched a plate of yokan with a clear face and put it in front of her...

He didn't cry out on the spot, it was already based on the professionalism of a strong heir.

"I, at that time, I was thinking, 'Ah, is this good-looking little brother out of his mind?'," the curly-haired girl who grew up smoothly smiled and raised her hand to turn the page of the album, "But Our yokan is really delicious.”

The second meeting between the little curly hair and the handsome little brother with a broken brain was in the spring of the following year, which was the beautiful season when the evening cherry blossoms were blooming in Haiyuan Park.

Ogata Yu, who has just entered the sixth grade, is temporarily sent to the Oikawa couple's house for temporary care because he cannot adapt to the life of the Ogata family.

In the previous school year, the young Ogata Yu was completely beaten by the strange foreign culture, and because of the shyness and shyness of the left-behind children in scientific research, he did not dare to ask the elders for help. He was in extreme self-loathing and self-doubt middle.

This emotion gradually accumulated to a critical point, and Xiaoxu Fangyu finally ran out of the school crying all the way in a daily ostracism from his classmates, holding his small schoolbag—and then met the fateful Hong Yanzi who also played truant met.

The 12-year-old rebellious daughter of the Hong family was still extremely face-controlling at the time. Seeing a little sister who was as beautiful as a doll staggered towards her, sitting on a bench with tears and whimpering, she suddenly felt very self-conscious. He came up to talk to him familiarly.

After listening to the puppet sister's intermittent cries, the red-haired little girl held her chin and thought for a while, and said something that Ogata Yu still can't forget until now——

"Don't cry, I'll pick up a jar to support you."

Yes, at that time, the youngest daughter of the Hong family who played truant was dragging a big sack to the trash can in the park to pick up cans; Homura's lifelong dream was to save enough money by picking up cans, kick off the jerk father, and kill her mother. Get out of the hospital and live together.

Anyway, they all have to pick up pots and live independently, and it won't cost much to bring a beautiful little sister, right?In the worst case, I will work harder, and everyone will save a little bit—so thinks the idealistic Yanzi who is constantly striving for self-improvement.

It was such a very joyful dream framework that successfully convinced Ogatayu who was crying so hard that his mind was dazed.Little curly hair was hugged by little red hair, sat on the bench and cried for a while, then quietly agreed to the nurturing proposal, and offered to help save money.

Xiao Hongmao, who felt that he was carrying a heavy burden, readily agreed.

The two little girls with ideals and goals hit it off right away, carrying their small schoolbags on their backs happily, and started rummaging through trash cans and cans along the cherry blossom-covered road in Haiyuan Park.

——Until Xiongying’s brother Hong Jiaodong, who had just entered school, came to pick up Shadiao’s younger sister home.

Imagine the two little homeless girls who happily picked up jars all afternoon, no matter how beautiful they are, they will inevitably be dirty and messy all over their bodies; while the tall and handsome boy is wearing a small gray suit provided by the heroic school. Wearing a coat and uniform, his expression was cold and his temperament was awe-inspiring.

The little curly Xu Fangyu was immediately shocked and dropped the small pot in his hand.

The last time I met you, I was wearing your suit, but this time it was a bum and an elite boy—Ogatayu, who had been ridiculed by his classmates and had completely lost his self-confidence, immediately shrank subconsciously behind the protector Yanzi.

The protector Yanzi yelled at the elite boy: Why are you here and I won't go back!I don't play with my second brother!You go away!

The elite boy didn't say a word, and silently stepped forward to take the big sacks from the two little girls, and took them to a nearby convenience store to buy three meat buns.

Three children, one big, two young, sat in a row on a park bench, next to a big sack full of jars, silently gnawing on the buns in their hands.

The 12-year-old Yanzi is still a stubborn primary school student with no personality. All he can do every day is stick his neck and fight against his jerk father. Naturally, he has a very bad relationship with his brother "Successful Pin"; , I can only care as much as possible for my sister who is extremely repulsive to me.

The brothers and sisters who are not very good-tempered just sat beside Ogatayu, the little red hair gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun bought by his brother, and occasionally made a few sarcasms; Leaning on the back of the chair to eat buns.

The evening cherry blossoms fluttered down from the heads of the three of them, the soft sunset glow, the sparkling sea surface, the slightly hot body temperature around them, the fierce voice of the girl—the sea breeze blowing from the end of the world, bringing the peaceful night fireworks smell.

I really want to go home.

Back to that little room in Sichuan, back to the place where I can see my mom and dad, not this place where everyone hates me and I cause trouble for everyone.

The little curly hair Xu Fangyu held the hot and fragrant meat buns, and cried loudly and desperately.

The brothers and sisters sitting next to them were immediately frightened by this.

The little red-haired girl was stunned for a long time, subconsciously passed the half-eaten meat bun in her hand, and frantically reached out to try to hug the little puppet sister who was crying like a dog.

When the little curly hair was about to cry, the heroic boy reacted slowly.

Hong held the bun in his hand and thought for a while, then took out a handkerchief from his schoolbag, got up and squatted in front of his sister's little friend, and awkwardly wiped Curly's tears.

You, your hands have held sacks!

The gray curly hair was touched and cried even louder when he was wronged.

"Later, Yanzi bought a camera with the money he saved." Hong was particularly impressed by this incident.

After all, Yanzi, a sixth grade elementary school student who does not work part-time, saved money until the first day of junior high school, and was able to use all his savings to buy the latest Solo camera with a set of very high-end lenses-this incident was once shocking The economic concept of the heroic boy.

That's because of the generosity of the rich Miss Ogata.

The curly-haired observer looked at the album and slandered inwardly: The little girl Yanzi who went to junior high school finally woke up from her idealism, bought a camera at my selfish request and made up the balance, and secretly provided me with her second brother , That is, your daily photos.

If she only relied on her little money, she would buy a cheap lens if she died.

In fact, it is still difficult for Xu Fangyu to understand the thoughts of the little curly hair back then-why did he fall in love at second sight with a boy who was silent and bold enough to wipe her tears with his hands full of ashes?

Is it really looking at the face without dignity?

Maybe it's because the strange environment brings too much pain to the little curly hair, maybe it's because the longing for parents and hometown is too strong, maybe it's because the curry meat stuffed buns are too delicious, maybe it's because the boy's bewildered look is kind of gentle...

The real reason is now unknown.

The third encounter between Hong Jiaodong and Ogata Yu, who debuted as a hero, was during Xiongying's recommendation exam.

At that time, the strengthening campaign was in full swing, and many professional English teachers who had retreated to the second line of Xiongying stepped forward to deal with the enemy in many ways.

At the juncture of recruiting students who are in short supply, Hong, who has just received his graduation certificate and employment certificate, and is doing an internship in his father's office, is unexpectedly transferred back to work by his alma mater, Xiongying.

After three years, when Hong saw the tearful little doll sister again, he didn't connect the short-haired curly-haired 'boy' with her at all.

The missing mother may be killed, and the father who has nothing to do with the world left his hometown to join the Ogata family to find someone; other elders in the family became suspicious of Nakaho, who was the head of the family at the time, and put pressure on Ogata Yu by the way.

All of these are forcing her to grow up quickly, trying her best to become like her excellent mother.

This child has probably reached a desperate situation.

This is Hong's first impression of the little curly-haired 'boy'.

Although she blushed nervously for a while when she saw him walk in as an actual field examiner, and couldn't even speak clearly when introducing herself——but that was the only expression Xiao Curly showed that suited her age.

Ruthless, decisive, and sensitive, he can do whatever it takes to achieve the ultimate victory, with an incomparably clear goal, and he will not hesitate to use eight hundred methods at his own expense—like a perfect and powerful fighting machine.

Just like himself back then.

Ah, of course, the young man's skills and fighting consciousness were forcibly honed since he was a child, and the little curly man's survival was achieved by forcing himself; the two are not the same.

But among the recommended candidates in the same period, Xiao Curly's strength is already among the top batch.

Therefore, the examiner failed 'him' in his own subject without hesitation.

"You (currently) are not suitable to be a hero." The examiner stood in front of the little curly hair who was covered in panic and knelt on the ground trembling, with a customary expressionless face, "Give up (recommend the exam, ask yourself clearly, Come back to the Hero Exam) again."

Even if you still can't see your heart clearly, there should be a child with a strong heart like Lugu in the normal admission test, right?

The examiner thought lightly: If it really doesn't work, anyway, I can go and beg Mr. Aizawa to admit you alone.

"I..." I can go to your little Jerry

Ogata's eyes widened dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but clenched his fist and hammered on the young man's shoulder, complaining, "Is it a surprise? Is it exciting? Didn't you expect it? I'm going to take the test of Sansua!"

"I really didn't expect that." Hong shook his head honestly, "Afterwards, I regretfully searched for 'him' in the hero departments of various schools for a long time."

As a result, the 'boy' Shi Shiran was admitted to a girls' school for scientific research.

"If I can enter the school smoothly," Ogata Yu poked at the photo album wearing Saint Susana.The girl in the white school uniform, "Maybe she's an excellent hero now—Senior, think about it, you almost married a direct school girl, is it a pity?"

The hero with different hair color smiled, lowered his eyes and kissed the curly-haired fiancée's forehead, and said in a low voice, "I'm not sorry."

"Wait a minute, Hong Jiaodong, your attitude of using sugar-coated cannonballs to avoid dialogue is very problematic! I regret that you don't understand! Give me back my youthful dream of being a hero!"

"Hmm. So do you want to eat crabs tonight? Sero sent a lot."

"It's all said about your attitude of evading problems emmmm... Well, you won! Eat, eat, eat!"''