Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

As the evening approached, Akito received a call from Uncle Matsumoto, asking if he needed to take him back to his home tomorrow. Akito said no. He had already booked a Shinkansen ticket to Kyoto tomorrow.

Uncle Matsumoto used to be the housekeeper of their family. When he got older, he handed over the housekeeping to his son, and he moved to Tokyo to become Akito's driver.

Uncle Matsumoto watched them grow up, and Akito can count on one hand the things that his family can nostalgia for. After Uncle Matsumoto moved to Tokyo, he didn't miss it much.

After hanging up the phone, Akito turned around and looked at the serious boy sitting beside the bed. The boy had already changed into the clothes that Yamada had brought over in the morning. The sweater with the cartoon duck pattern on it was quite a popular style of children's clothing nowadays. But Qiuren always felt that this dress had an inexplicable subtlety on the front body.

It's almost time for dinner. Usually at home on weekends, he usually chooses to call to order food, but it's not bad to go out for a meal after a long absence today.

"What would you like to eat tonight? Japanese food, Italian food, French food or Chinese food?"

While asking the boy for his opinion, Qiuren recalled the names of the good restaurants he had been to before.

The young man listened patiently to what he said, and said without changing his expression, "Soba noodles."

Then he added, "The kind that's not hot."

"Is there nothing else you want to eat besides soba noodles?"

The boy shook his head seriously.

"You probably had a grudge against soba noodles in your previous life."

Qiuren rubbed his chin and came to this conclusion.

Qiuren originally planned to take him to a Japanese restaurant with a good reputation and taste, but when he called to make an appointment, he was told that the reservations for tonight were already full, and unfortunately, the other restaurants There are no more vacancies in the store.

There is no way, Qiuren can only do it himself, and have enough food and clothing.

As the second son of the Feng family, when he was young, he really lived a life of clothes, hands, food, and mouth, but since he moved out of his family, he had to learn to adapt to the life of no one to take care of him, and naturally he gradually became brighter. life skills.

Like cooking, washing clothes, etc.

"There is an empty room next door, no one lives in it, it will be your room from now on, it should be clean after cleaning a few days ago, the quilts are all in the closet, you can make the bed yourself."

While Qiuren was putting on an apron, he suddenly remembered the matter of the boy’s accommodation, and naturally took out a key from his pocket and threw it to him. There was no such thing as a boy who was only six or seven years old and didn’t know how to make a bed. .

The boy didn't say anything, nodded after taking the key, and walked towards the next room.

When Qiuren prepared the dinner, the boy just came out of the room.

"Is everything done?"

Qiuren asked him.

The boy nodded again.

The dinner was very simple. The teenager had a plate of ordinary buckwheat noodles, and Qiuren himself made a curry rice. Neither of them is the kind of person who likes to talk while eating, and the meal was quiet After the meal, the boy consciously packed up the dishes and sent them to the kitchen for cleaning.

The boy's stature was barely at the same level as the sink in the kitchen, not to mention washing the dishes, it was even difficult for him to put the dishes and chopsticks on the cooking table.

But Qiuren didn't help, he wanted to see how the young man would solve this predicament, so he quietly stood aside and watched.

Then he saw a block of ice popping out from under the boy's feet. The boy who was originally at the same level as the sink suddenly surpassed the height of the sink, and the block of ice just fixed the boy's feet. Standing on the ice brick, he rinsed the bowl skillfully.

Qiu Ren inexplicably has a subtle sense of being violent.

After the boy finished rinsing the bowl, Qiuren handed the boy some special toiletries for children, which he asked Yamada to buy during the day, and Yamada, who was summoned twice a day, leaned against the door frame with a Looking at him with an unlit cigarette, he sneered.

"You are raising this little devil as a son."

Qiuren didn't feel that he was raising his son, he could only be regarded as the temporary guardian of the teenager at most, but since he had the status of guardian, he felt that he should do his best to fulfill the responsibility of guardian.

So when the boy stood at the door of the bathroom with a pile of toiletries and a change of clothes hesitating for a long time before going in, Qiu Ren asked quite considerately.

"Do you need me to help you?"

Then the bathroom door was swiftly shut in his face.

This familiar closing action reminded him of his little brother.

When Jing Ye was six or seven years old, every time he mentioned that he wanted to take a bath with him, the other party would pull the door and shut him out just like before without saying a word.

After the room next door was paved, Qiuren went in and took a look. The boy spread the quilt directly on the floor. At first Qiuren thought it was because of his body shape that he couldn't drag the quilt onto the bed, but combined with the boy's eating habits , and there was no sound of water coming from the bathroom for a long time, Qiu Ren guessed that the boy should have lived in that kind of Japanese-style house before, and he might have never been in contact with this kind of shower equipment.

Qiuren stood outside the bathroom and told the boy inside how to use the shower facility. There was silence for a while, and after a few seconds, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom.

Qiuren sent a text message to Takahashi, asking him to bring the gift tomorrow, and at the same time bring a few designers over to design the room next door into a Japanese style, and change the utility room on the first floor into that kind of Japanese style bath.

When the boy came out, his hair was wet and still dripping. Qiuren handed him a dry towel. After the boy said thank you, he wiped his hair silently. Qiuren found that the layers of bandages on his left eye seemed like It's got water, and it still seems to be loose.

Qiuren brought a new roll of bandages and asked the boy if he needed to change the bandages for him. When the boy heard his words, his body stiffened obviously, and even the movement of wiping his hair stopped. for a moment.

"Then you'll go back to your room and change yourself later."

Sensing the boy's resistance to the fact that others helped change the bandage, Qiuren didn't say much, but just stuffed the bandage in his hand into the boy's arms.

"Ah."

The boy's eyes drooped slightly, and the hair on both sides was attached to his ears obediently. Even the little hairs that stood up in the middle before were drooping obediently at this moment.

When the boy's hair was almost dry, Qiu Ren told him to go back to his room to sleep. Although it was still early for bedtime, they had to catch the Shinkansen at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, so try to go to bed early.

"that."

Qiu Ren suddenly stopped the boy a second before he walked into the next room, and the boy turned his head and looked at him.

The young boy's small figure was reflected on his retina through the transparent lens, and the corner of Qiu Ren's mouth curled up slightly, "Good night, Jiao Bing."

The young man was obviously taken aback when he heard this address, and it was only after a few seconds that he came back to his senses and replied.

"Good night."

After he finished speaking, he didn't close the door directly, but paused for a second before adding, "Qiu Ren."

The author has something to say:

The daily life of the cultivation department_(:з」∠)_

I always think it’s weird to call Jiaodong_(:з」∠)_

Every time I check the general information, I can't take care of myself because of the names of relatives (;? Д`A

Go to Kyoto in the next chapter, there should be several characters from other works appearing on the stage, little angels can guess, no prize for guessing right XD