The son-in-law with three surnames is Bi Qigu

"That...isn't it good?" Hachiman asked puzzled.

"Indeed, it's very good." Liuhua leaned tightly on his chest, said softly and softly.

It's just that the girl's loneliness was indeed conveyed to Hachiman's heart. Although they are usually together, but on Xiaoqian's birthday, Liuhua came to find her alone.

Suddenly, Liuhua left his chest, turned around and put his arms around his hand, and said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Hachiman asked.

But Liuhuajiang didn't answer, and pulled him into the tram. About 10 minutes later, they came to a family restaurant. Through the window grille, Hachiman saw a family dining warmly. The parents brought a daughter and a son. , and that daughter is none other than Akane Shinjo.

This is the face of Akane Shinjo that Yawata has never seen before. It is not a scheming little devil, but just a cheerful eldest daughter who occasionally wipes the tomato sauce on the corner of her mouth for her younger brother.

"Those are Xiaoqian's parents and younger brother. Today is her birthday. Although she invited me on her own initiative, hehe...you should understand."

This kind of warm atmosphere is poisonous to those who have never had such warmth.

"Xiaoqian, she just likes sex. It's a physical need. I don't think there's anything I can do about it. After all, she doesn't lack affection and love. She grew up in a warm environment."

Liuhuajiang said in a low voice, Hachiman actually wanted to ask, what about you?

However, even without asking, Hachiman seemed to vaguely know the answer.

"I'll tell you a secret. Today is actually my birthday. It's a coincidence that it's the same day as Xiaoqian."

But unlike Xintiao Akane, Liuhuajiang doesn't have relatives who can feel this joy together.

The only Xintiao Akane enjoys this family affection, which makes Liuhuajiang not feel lonely.

"Don't Akane Shinjo know about this?" Hachiman asked.

However, Liuhuajiang pushed back the hair on her forehead: "Do you think I can say it?"

That would only make Xiaoqian unable to enjoy her birthday and family affection at ease.

Hachiman didn't ask about Liuhua's family situation, but only learned from Akane Shinjo that her family is very rich, but because of being rich, it is probably easier to lack the things that normal families have.

After a moment of silence, he forcefully took Liuhuajiang away.

"Hey, where are you taking me?"

But to Liuhua's surprise, the place he took him to was not a love hotel, but a supermarket.

"Well, first of all, eggs and high-gluten flour, as well as whipped cream, and fruits are also needed... There are candles left over from the last time Liumei sauce was used at home, so there is no need..."

"Hey, I said you..."

"Although it's been a long time since I made it, the cakes I bake have always tasted good."

Hachiman chose the ingredients, pretending to be confident and said.

"Bake cakes.....where?"

"Exactly, Liumeijiang went to grandpa and grandma's house today."

Liuhua glanced at him, and the corner of her mouth was a little sarcasm: "If you just want to date me, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Hachiman was stunned for a moment: "I think it's better for girls not to say such things, and besides, helping you celebrate your birthday is not a trouble."

"Why?" Liuhua asked puzzled.

After Hachiman put all the ingredients for the cake in the basket, he thought for a while before replying, "Because I like you."

"What..." The girl was a little confused by the sudden attack.

Hachiman scratched his cheeks with some embarrassment: "You are very beautiful, the first time I saw you, I fell in love at first sight...... If you just like the appearance, can't you?"

Liuhua's palms tightly held her chest, her cheeks seemed to be stained with vermilion light ink, obviously no different from those men who coveted her body in the past, but Liuhua didn't know why, but her chest felt a little uncomfortable.

The author’s words: Beng 3 draws a card and sinks the ship, no one comforts it (it’s okay to reward a monthly pass and recommend blades, I’m not picky eaters)

Chapter 27 The end of the second episode of the play in the play

In the kitchen of Biqigu’s house, there has been a scene of two people cooking at the same time for a long time. Due to work, or Liumeijiang cooks alone and waits for him to come back. Occasionally, when he leaves work early, he will cook first to reward his daughter for his hard work.

Even Baoduo Liuhua himself wondered why he followed this guy's advice and actually went to his house to make cakes.

What's more, he still wants to teach himself how to make cakes. Is this person really an idiot? Isn't 69 good when he has this kind of time to gain favorability?

But Hachiman looked at the apron with the bear pattern and the long black braid like tassels, as if recalling some nostalgic scene, there was no evil thought in his eyes, only a touch of nostalgia.

Liuhua's character is quite sensitive, looking at the strange appearance of the uncle, and the large built-in oven in the kitchen that exceeds the specifications of this house, she couldn't help asking.

"Do I look like the monitor's mother now?"

The girl looked at her very different and usual attire, and she looked like a good family.

Hachiman couldn't help touching his head and said, "If I say yes, will you be angry?"

Even though Liu Meichan would deliberately imitate his late wife sometimes, he couldn't imitate that kind of ladylike temperament. After all, he was only a small family, and even if he gave Liu Meichan the best he could, the environment in which he grew up was very different from that of his late wife.

But this point made him never forget when he saw Liuhua.

"Tell me about the squad leader's mother?"

What kind of person is she who will still make her husband miss her more than ten years after her death? Liuhua suddenly became interested. If she died, would anyone remember her for such a long time?

Hachiman was a little surprised, but as long as Liuhuajiang didn't get angry, it would be fine. He gently stroked the half-old cabinets. The house only had the kitchen, and it looked decent.

"As you can imagine, my wife and you are from a rich family. We fell in love in high school and decided to spend my life privately in college. She did not hesitate to sever contact with the family for me. I promised her to have a bright and sunny family. It can be equipped with a kitchen that can accommodate a large oven, because she likes to cook very much, but when I was young, I could only buy this second-hand house that is more than ten years old. Only the kitchen can be slightly The promise we made was fulfilled.”

"However, she didn't even use this kitchen for long, and she died in the hospital. Sometimes I wonder, if I hadn't taken her away, would she have a son and a daughter, living happily living elsewhere."

Hachiman said with a wry smile.

"Want...to hear my thoughts?" Liuhua whispered.

"Ok?"

"If it's me, even if it's only a moment of death that will be remembered for a long time, don't live like a walking dead."

"Life is as bright as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves...? Thank you, Liuhuajiang."

"Hey... come and teach me how to make cakes."

Liuhua whispered, even if it was just a substitute for Liumei's mother, but for a moment, she wanted to be that person, and then be loved by this unremarkable man in front of her.

Even if it is built on the soil of hypocrisy, it still has to bloom with vitality.

"That's not the case. You need to separate the egg white from the yolk, and you can't break the egg yolk. Let me do it once."

Although a little clumsy, Hachiman still taught her patiently.

Before he knew it, he was already standing behind the girl, teaching him how to knead flour, beat egg whites, and bake cakes in an oven. Despite physical contact, he could always smell the fragrance of the girl, but Yawata's My heart was unexpectedly calm, without any evil thoughts.

This kind of mood has only appeared on the deceased wife. Could it be that he really fell in love with Liuhuajiang?

He couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the cake finally came out, despite several attempts, even though the kitchen seemed to be at war now.

Looking at the fruit cake with eighteen candles in front of her to represent her birthday, a simple portrait of a girl was painted on it, and it said Happy Birthday Liuhuajiang.

She suddenly thought of Xiaoqian's smile she saw tonight. Does her own smile look like hers now?

"I... don't know what to do next, no one has ever celebrated my birthday?" the girl said timidly.

"Just smile." Hachiman said with a smile.

"Idiot, this old-fashioned stalk is rotten." Liuhua said coquettishly.

"Of course it's about making a wish, then singing the birthday song, and finally blowing out the candles."

Hachiman skillfully turns off the lights in the hall, and is familiar with it every year for Liumei's birthday.

"Don't say your wish, but say it silently in your heart, otherwise it won't come true." He pretended to say.

The girl is also very serious in her heart silently chanting a wish that only she knows.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~" Hachiman took the initiative to sing the birthday song to the girl, although the broken voice was very ordinary.

"Stop singing, I'm too shy." Liuhua's cheeks turned red involuntarily, but the man insisted on finishing the birthday song.

A song for you.

I don't know whether Liuhua is reluctant to part with this moment, or just blowing out the candle, she asked, "Hey, do you want to know what wish I made?"

"If you say it, it won't work."

"Even if it doesn't work, I want to tell you." The girl said softly.

"Then I won't listen." The way he covered his ears was really funny.

In the end, Liuhua gently blew out the candle, as if it was time for Cinderella's magic to expire.

Liuhua stood up slowly, making Hachiman confused, so: "Don't you want to eat cake?"

"Uncle."

"what happened?"

"I am very happy tonight."

"That's it, that's fine."

"So now, it's my turn to fulfill your wish."

Just when Hachiman was puzzled, Liuhua suddenly ran into Hachiman's room, and then locked the door so that he could not enter.

"Hey, Liuhuajiang, what do you want to do?" Hachiman kept knocking on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Hachiman could only go back to his seat temporarily and continue to cut the cake into small pieces. It will not be displayed after eating, so it is better to save some for Rumi, and say that he suddenly wants to make a cake.

About half an hour later, the door of the room finally opened, but the person who appeared in front of him surprised him so much that he couldn't even hold the cake in his hand.

Slender and boneless, with a slender body like a willow that seems to be blown away by the wind at any time, the simple white dress seems to contain all the purity in the world, and there is also long hair like a black waterfall and a familiar smile.

"My wife... no, Liuhuajiang, why are you wearing Liumei's mother's clothes?"

However, the woman in the dress in front of her turned off the light and gently pressed his lips: "Tonight, I am that person, your wife."

Even though she told herself it was fake, her every frown and smile were so similar to the memory in her mind.

She kissed his lips lightly, and then he fell.

How long has it been since he had tried this feeling of harmony, this soul-like touch, he cried and expressed his thoughts, and Liuhuajiang, who played the role of Liumei's mother, accepted all his feelings.

When the naked Hachiman woke up the next morning, she found that she had long since disappeared, and everything yesterday seemed like a dream that never happened.

There is only a note to let him know that all this is not false.

"Fireworks only go off overnight, don't they?"

The second round of the drama "About Ordinary Social Animals, My Daughter's Friends Loved It" is over

To be continued

Chapter 28 It is our duty to recast the glory of the Ministry of Service in the past

After several days of filming for the Sobu High Service Department, the second part of the plot has finally been filmed.

Although it is just a fictitious plot, in general, everyone has become more involved in their own roles.

After all, everyone plays the role of the plot with their original name, and the role is subtly similar to themselves in reality.

The temperature in spring is changeable, and the sun is still shining today, which even makes people feel a little hot, as if the bitter summer is coming early.

Today is a Saturday off day, and apart from the fact that they came back to film the finale scene, there were not many people in the school.

Liuhua and Xintiao Akane didn't know where they went, and they said they were looking for a quiet place to edit the film, but he reckoned that they were looking for a place to make out.

After all, it is a lily, but Hachiman has judged before that Liuhua is just a fake lily under the guilt of Akane Shinjo's deliberate induction.

Putting this aside, at the moment there are only Hachiman in the service department, and Tsurumi Rumi who is reading.

But Liumei-chan is not in a good mood, yes, after all, Liumei-chan was forcibly drawn into the filming team, especially Akane Shinjo’s way of killing her, which made Liumei stinky for the past two days except during filming. The appearance of not entering.

As if she was thirsty, Rumi took out the dead Barbie pink water bottle from her schoolbag, turned the lid upside down and used it as a cup, poured half a cup of water, and drank the hot tea in small sips, it seemed that it was really hot, her cheeks The hair on the side is sticky with sweat, as if just finished exercising.

In fact, he has always felt that the appearance of girls after sweating is very sexy.

For a while, he was a little absorbed in watching, but Liu Meichan stared at him, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Is there something on my face?"

"I'm the one asking you this question, right? Are you thirsty too?" Liu Meichan asked a little coldly.

Only then did Hachiman realize that it was Rumi-chan who mistakenly thought that he had been staring at the water glass.