tokyo soulful legend

Chapter 288 Small vinegar jar [3K4]

After three rounds of drinking and five flavors of food, after eating something to fill their stomachs, the action of the three of them slowing down.

In Eshima Miao's words, she believed what the young master said, since she wasn't so hungry, she should eat slowly and chat again.

"Speaking of which, uncle and aunt, did you tell us how long it will take us to go back?"

Beichuan Che picked up a chopstick of lettuce leaves and put them in his dipping bowl, then put down the wooden chopsticks, raised his gaze, and looked at Beiyuan Linyin with a puzzled expression.

"Well..." Hearing this, Beiyuan Linyin nodded, put down her chopsticks, took out a wet tissue and wiped her mouth. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Mom and Dad didn't give details. The time is just to see how convenient we are, just come and see."

Looking at it?
Hearing these three words, Beichuan Che felt a headache for no reason.

This is the same as treating a guest to dinner, and the other party says "whatever you want, I can do it".

If they are the kind of friends who have a better relationship, it doesn't matter. After all, they understand each other and know what the other person likes and dislikes, what they can and cannot eat. Ordering based on past experience is definitely a big difference. Not bad.

But here lies the problem.

The degree of familiarity between Beichuan Che and the Beiyuan couple is not as high as imagined, and this kind of answer that you can imagine is no less than a certain problem for him.

After all, the phrase "look at it" in their mouths is too intriguing to figure out.

This sentence also means that before the person involved has spoken, any kind of reading and comprehension is possible.

"That sentence is only literal."

Seeing her fiancé's appearance, Beiyuan Linyin knew that he must be thinking too much, she quickly waved her hand, and explained a sentence dumbfoundingly.

My fiancé is good at everything, but sometimes he always thinks too much.

There are good and bad things about this.

From his own parents, Che didn't need to do this.

Because every time she went home, she would have a dislocated feeling that she was picked up. Che and Miao were her mother's biological children.

But now, she thinks this is pretty good, at least it can solve more than 80.00% of the 'family conflicts' caused by wild thoughts.

"Just literally?"

Hearing what his fiancée said, Bei Chuan Che's face became a little embarrassing.

This time, it seems that he really thinks too much?

"Or let's put it this way." As if afraid that Beichuan Che would be worried, Beiyuan Linyin rolled her pretty eyes, paused, and then added, "What they mean is that I said earlier The sentence, see how convenient we are.

"It's all about our time.

"Of course, if they can, they still want us to have a meal on the first day of the new year or the day before.

"However, if it is these two time points, at most we will stay during the day, and we will come back here at night."

Beiyuan Zhengyu had emphasized this point with her specifically.

He said that even if Che didn't care, she had to understand this, after all, she would definitely have to change her surname to Beichuan in the future, as a wife, she had to pay attention to this aspect.

"In this case, there is no problem, but..." Beichuan Che nodded crisply, and then turned his eyes to Beiyuan Rinyin, "The specific time is up to you, okay?"

Anyway, this wasn't the first time he visited his father-in-law's house.

Like the so-called embarrassment, even the bold words before knocking on the door, and the silence after knocking on the door, you can't see it here. He is the only one who can't stand it, probably only Beiyuan Zhengyu laughed.

——Because that's really hard to answer.

"Um~ Nah~"

Beiyuan Linyin nodded playfully and made an 'ok' gesture, and that little red face also showed a bit of relaxation visible to the naked eye.

In this matter, she was actually a little apprehensive.

Even though Qingche has always been considerate in this kind of matter, after all, her father has educated her since she was a child, and everything about this kind of thing depends on the decision of her future husband.

In other words, in a sense, her family education is actually a relatively traditional one. To describe it in a ironic but appropriate way, it is the modern Yamato Nadeshiko style.

"The other thing is, about this exam..." Speaking of this, Kitagawa Che picked up the chopsticks again, raised his hand to pick up a chopstick for Ejima Miao, her favorite pork chop, and then asked casually, "Miao , did you do something wrong on purpose this time?"

The papers for the final exam have been handed out

——On the day when I returned to school to collect my grades.

He didn't know what other people's papers were like, because he hadn't read them, but he had read Beiyuan Linyin's and Ejima Miao's papers.

As for my thoughts after watching this, my fiancée won’t go into details. The answers she wrote are basically standard answers.

As for Ejima Miao's words, he had some doubts that the girl had reviewed the whole volume, then evaluated the level of the whole grade, and started writing from the difficult problems.

After all, all the problems are correct, but there are one or two overly simple questions that are wrong. It is hard to make people feel that this is unconscious, but it seems to be a conscious cover-up.

Anyway, Kitagawa Che calculated carefully and added up the scores for those questions that were intentionally wrong. In this final exam, Miao, who didn't hide anything and worked hard enough, was able to get a quite exaggerated score.

If the exaggeration is specific, it is probably to the extent that the principal can open a scholarship pool for her alone.

"..."

As the voice fell, the fish tofu that Eshima Miao had just picked up from the dipping bowl was squeezed between the chopsticks for a moment, and then returned to its original shape.

If someone else asks this question, she will selectively remain silent. As for what the other person thinks, that is their business, not hers.

But the person who asked this question was his young master.

As a result, some methods that were supposed to be useful and easy to use became less useful.

"Yes."

After hesitating again and again, Ejima Miao nodded honestly, and answered Beichuan Che frankly.

The final exam questions this time are wailing and extremely difficult, but for her, everything is still under control.

As for the mistakes and omissions, they were all deliberate products after she had read the entire test paper and estimated the approximate error tolerance rate.

"……sharp."

Beichuan Che was silent for a full 20 seconds before uttering these two words from his mouth.

"It's even more powerful than I expected."

Finally, he shook his head and gave his valet a thumbs up.

So what else can he say?

It can only be said that this is God's reward for eating, and this girl is the serious "protagonist".

"Young Master, is that what you ask?"

Ejima Miao tilted her head, put the fish tofu into her rice bowl, put down her chopsticks in a similar manner, tilted her head, and asked a question uncertainly.

"Pure curiosity."

Beichuan Che gave the answer without even thinking about it.

In fact, he already had a vague guess in his heart. Asking him now was just to verify his guess.

No matter how informal a person is, if he spends half a year under the same roof day and night with someone, he should get to know him more or less.

"I thought……"

Eshima Miao pursed her thin lips, and glanced at Beiyuan Linyin, who blinked playfully, and returned a look of "say whatever you want".

"You still think?"

Beichuan Che was aroused, raised his hand to pick up the vinegar on the side, and added some to his dipping dish.

It's been a long time since he had a real Sichuan-flavored hot pot.

The taste of this hot pot base is indeed good, and it's not particularly spicy, but after thinking twice, for the sake of his own health, he still added some vinegar to the dipping bowl just to be on the safe side.

After all, it was like a sentence said by a roommate when he was in college before time travel—it’s not shameful to put vinegar in the dipping plate after eating hot pot, but it’s shameful to talk about it, and it’s shameful to have parties in the toilet at night.

"I thought the young master wanted to be number one in his year."

Ejima Miao withdrew her gaze from Beiyuan Linyin, then showed a smile, and said the second half of the sentence she was hesitant to say just now.

She really guessed so.

If she wanted to be the young master, her answer would still be the same as before, she would nod her head and agree without hesitation.

To her, the young master is always the first.

"For this, there is no need." Beichuan Che shook his head, and handed the vinegar bottle in his hand to Eshima Miao, "Add some?"

He had seen clearly just now. Ejima Miao was sticking out her tongue because of the spicy chili pepper, and Maicha didn't stop.

Compared to Miao, his fiancée is much stronger.

Except for the relatively high frequency of drinking water and the flushing of her face, this girl seems to be okay.

"Thank you."

Ejima Miao nodded, without showing any pretense, she took the vinegar generously and poured a little into her dipping bowl.

"Won't it taste weird?"

Beiyuan Linyin looked at Beichuan Che's dipping bowl, then at Eshima Miao's dipping bowl, a little doubt appeared on that delicate face.

When buying the hot pot base, she heard the owner of the Chinese convenience store say that if you add vinegar to the dipping bowl of Sichuan hot pot, it will be as bad as eating hot pot in Sichuan and ordering mandarin duck. people look down on.

Although she didn't know what the so-called 'yuanyang' meant, it didn't stop her from making a reasonable divergence.

Come to think of it, that's not very authentic, a layman's approach.

"No." Beichuan Che shook his head, "On the contrary, it can also prevent you from having stomach discomfort and diarrhea tonight."

"Then, I want to add some too!"

Seeing that her fiancé said this, Beiyuan Rinne no longer hesitated, and eagerly stretched out her hand towards Eshima Miao.

"how much do you need?"

Ueshima Miao didn't directly give her the vinegar, but just asked.

"It's about the same as Miao."

Beiyuan Linyin replied smoothly.

"Ok."

Ejima Miao stood up, picked up the vinegar bottle with both hands, and poured the same amount of vinegar into Beiyuan Linyin's dipping bowl as if pouring wine.

"..."

Seeing Miao's movements, Beiyuan Linyin's eyes froze for a moment, and then realized that the servant must have misunderstood something.

I'm not jealous! !
In other words, she has never been jealous about such small things.

It's just that, now that the atmosphere is here, as soon as she explains it, Miao will be embarrassed, so she can only keep it as it is, at least not give Ejima Miao any information.

However, I couldn't give it to Eshima, but I didn't say I couldn't give it to someone.

Puckering her lips, Beiyuan Linyin gave someone a slightly resentful look, and there was a hint of 'invoking the teacher' in her eyes.

The meaning is self-evident.

Her Beiyuan Linyin is not a petty jealousy.

Even, even if there is such a little bit, it is understandable~
After all, her little wife was so tolerant to him.

"..."

Bei Chuan Che didn't respond, but silently put down one hand under the table, gently held the little hand, and squeezed it lightly as if in relief.

'This is enough? '

Beiyuan Linyin is not such a girl who is easily satisfied, she blinked, as if demonstrating, she held Beichuan Che's big hand instead, interlocking her fingers.

'That's the way to go! '

She raised her eyebrows, her face blooming with spring warmth.

　1/2, 3K4 small chapter.

　　Thank you teachers from 3696 and Congxin 724 for your monthly tickets. Your support is the driving force for my writing.

　　
　
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