Chiba Salted Fish Legend

Chapter 248

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Xia Zhi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. The instant change from the warm and humid space into the open area made Xia Zhi feel so cold that he wanted to shiver, and the feeling of going home became more real than ever before. stand up.This kind of chill that ignored the thickness of the wall and reached the depths of his soul made Xia Zhi want to get under the quilt and stay there.

Although it was customary in Japan to use plain clothes as pajamas, but that is no longer the case, and you will definitely be scolded.But it’s too troublesome to change back to the clothes you wear during the day, and you’ll have to change back again soon... What should you do?
But this problem doesn't seem to worry me anymore. The reason is that when Xia Zhi just ran back to his room, he saw a set of cotton-padded clothes and trousers that looked very warm and were thrown on his bed...Xia Zhi stood here He was dazed in front of the suit, then picked it up, endured the temperature that became less cold due to the shift of attention, and asked his mother a question.

"Mom, are these clothes for me?" Xia Zhi shook the cotton coat in his hand.

"Could it be for me to wear it?" Mom just looked back, and then continued to focus on the TV: "Try it on, it should be quite warm."

"No, do you think it's appropriate for your son to wear pink clothes?"

The quality and thickness of the cotton clothes are very good, probably when choosing them, they took these factors into consideration and made a serious choice.It's just that this kind of advantage probably sacrifices his suitability as men's clothing. This suit is too "cute" for Xia Zhi.

"Isn't it quite suitable? I think it looks pretty."

You think it looks good...

"It's your sister's style. Don't you like it?"

"I like it. I didn't say I didn't like it." Xia Zhi replied, and then put on his clothes with a "happy" look on his face: "It's so warm."

My sister glanced at him while holding her clothes, and then went to take a shower.She probably thinks this scene is disgusting. Her brother is actually a pervert who likes to wear pink clothes. Although she also feels that this is inappropriate, but compared with these slight sense of disobedience, her life is more important. Something that should be taken seriously.

Is it just about wearing warm clothes at home?There is no need to wear it out, and only the three people at home can see it, so what is there to be afraid of?Xia Zhi put on this cute girl suit with a smile on her face and tears in her heart.

Although the cute girl suit is very useful, it cannot replace the warm feeling brought by the heating artifact. Xia Zhi rushed to the living room again and squeezed into the electric fire box.Dad was watching and snickering over there. He was wearing a light gray cotton coat of the same style... Xia Zhi cast an envious look over there.

On the contrary, my mother looked at herself carefully again, and after a while she said: "Xia Zhi, have you become beautiful again?"

"Is this the right thing to say to your son?" Xia Zhi rolled his eyes.

"Although she's still not half as beautiful as your sister."

"I'm a man!"

If you were really as beautiful as your sister, would you really be able to live till now?You can even think about it with your toes. You only need one of the cutest people in the world. Doesn't it appear in fairy tales enough?You must know that art comes from reality!
Mirror mirror, who is the cutest person in the world?

Of course it’s you and your brother!

Xia Zhi and the magic mirror, suddenly.

Probably because the TV series on the TV drew her attention away, my mother had no intention of continuing to discuss this issue with Xia Zhi.Dad lowered his head and played with his mobile phone again. Xia Zhi took a quick look and saw that he was playing Landlords. It is really a very tenacious entertainment activity and will probably be as immortal as mahjong.

As for Xia Zhi...he also deleted the games on his mobile phone that should be deleted.Originally, games should exist as a supplement to life, but when a person's life is so fulfilling that he does not need other supplements, games are naturally no longer needed.Even if this fulfilling life is different from what you imagined, and it may not be the fulfilling way you want, the result will not change.

There is probably nothing left in my mobile phone except the necessary chat software.If you don’t have time or money to play mobile games, you might as well give them to Ji Pang. Maybe you will have free time on weekends and you can take a good rest.

But from my own experience, this doesn't seem very possible.My intuition tells me that my future life will probably be very fulfilling, so fulfilling that I feel tired.Although I don't know why I feel this way, but when I think about my life studying abroad on the other side of the ocean, I feel that this possibility cannot be ignored.

Xia Zhi didn't know what to do with his mobile phone. He was sitting on the sofa in a daze with his hands folded.Empty your mind and try to become a waste that cannot think, so that boring time will pass faster.But Xia Zhi's attempt was doomed to fail. Although the TV series being played on TV, Xia Zhi felt that there was nothing outstanding about it at first glance. It was the same old love and hatred, and the acting skills were probably not up to par, but the voices they spoke were It was really poisonous, even though he didn't turn up the volume loudly, it kept echoing in Xia Zhi's mind, wanting to save a lost boy who was trying to become a waste.

Xia Zhi sighed. It was only the first day back home, and he already missed the life in Japan where he could freely play computer games and read novels in quiet evenings.Hmm... Thinking about it carefully, it is probably impossible to go back now, because my peaceful life routine has been changed, although it is not very complete.

Damn it, I, Kira Natsuchi, just want to live a peaceful life!

Thinking about boring things, Xia Zhi heard a familiar voice, which was the sound of the bathroom sliding door being opened. A few seconds later, her expressionless but listless sister appeared in the living room again. Wearing snow-white pajamas, the whole body is still steaming, as if a god has descended to earth.Of course, it's not the Bronzebeard god descending to earth.

As she walked this way, Xia Zhi tactfully stepped aside from her seat and squeezed towards her father.The mother raised her head to take a look, and saw her long wet hair: "Mengmeng, go and dry your hair, what should I do if I catch a cold later?"

"Trouble... No need, it will do it by itself in a while."

Xia Zhi listened and wanted to nod. He was also a player who didn't like to dry his hair after taking a shower. He didn't feel it was necessary. He would do it after a while anyway.Although to put it bluntly, he was lazy, it was actually okay if he didn't blow dry his hair. As time went by, Xia Zhi stopped blowing his hair.Just wipe most of the water off your hair so that no water drips down.

"I've told you many times that this won't work. Although I don't feel anything now, it will become a headache over time. It's also very troublesome to treat. Go and blow-dry your hair."

"...My hair is almost dry, it's okay."

Her mother gave her a dissatisfied look, but she doted on her too much, almost becoming a doting mother. She probably didn't know how to be strict with her daughter.So she turned her attention to her son, who was still holding his hands and nodding unconsciously because of her daughter's words...

"Xia Zhi, help your sister blow dry her hair."

"……what?"

Xia Zhi was dumbfounded.

"Didn't Xiao Meng say that her hair is already dry? Why should she blow dry it?"

"Blow-drying your hair after taking a shower is very useful to protect your hair. Even if it is almost dry, you should do it."

Is this the point of the question?Isn’t the point why I should blow it?

"Don't go soon."

"Oh oh oh..."

Xia Zhi subconsciously stood up from the firebox, and his body that had just become warmer began to gradually lose temperature due to the distant heat source.In order to preserve the heat in his body, Xia Zhi pressed his sister's shoulders and pushed her forward cautiously while controlling the direction.

My sister's face seemed to be full of displeasure, but she was still pushed away without much resistance.Because the hair dryer is often used, it was placed in a relatively high and easy-to-reach position in the bathroom. Xia Zhi took it off, plugged it in and pressed the switch, and the noisy sound began to spread.

This is another important reason why Xia Zhi doesn't like to blow dry her hair.

The hair dryer has been used for many years, but neither the wind nor the heat weakened much, and the heat quickly reached Xia Zhi's hands.The younger sister stood in front of the mirror on the sink, looking expressionlessly at herself in the mirror and someone who was good at taking the temperature with her hand.When the hot air passed to him, he asked, "Is this temperature okay?"

Although my sister didn't say anything, Xia Zhi understood that this was her acquiescence in her behavior, so she started blowing her hair.To be honest, he is worthy of being a proud man of heaven. Even though his hair is basically still wet, he can still say that his hair is dry without any change of expression. Still, when facing the earth emperor, tsk tsk.

But I still felt better. My mother didn't ask me if I was blow-drying my hair, so I didn't need to blow-dry it.The habit of not drying hair and waiting for it to dry on its own cannot be changed at once. Dogs and... horses cannot change their habit of eating grass.

Oh, no... Mom didn't ask me. Doesn't that mean it doesn't matter if I blow or not?

Xia Zhi, who suddenly realized the truth, felt that he had been stabbed again, from the back.The already great mood was instantly reduced by half. There was nothing he could do about it. Even if he noticed that he didn't blow dry his hair, Xia Zhi probably didn't really want to blow dry his hair.It’s better to feel refreshed when you should.

My sister's long black hair finally changed from semi-moist to dry and smooth, and Xia Zhi turned off the hair dryer with satisfaction.

"Yoshi, no, it's done." The habit came out, and then was changed. Fortunately, my sister didn't seem to care.

She stepped away from the mirror and watched me put away the hair dryer.

"Aren't you blowing?"

"Huh? Oh, I won't blow it."

Miss Xia Meng looked at him and then gave the order: "Blow dry for me."

Probably, this is called being able to escape the first grade of junior high school but not the fifteenth grade.

Xia Zhi obediently plugged the hair dryer back in.

(End of this chapter)