Tokyo: Starting from staying with my mother’s best friend

Chapter 17 Mother's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety
Not being able to feed her son is the greatest shame for a mother.

In the 37 years of her self-proclaimed perfect life, the only blemish she had to admit was the fact that her son had to find a wet nurse when he was less than six months old.

Make sense.

This is actually not her fault.

After all, Ionuma Isao is different from ordinary babies.

For example, they are two consoles with extremely poor hardware. An ordinary baby only uses it to play minesweeper and solitaire, while he spends most of the day running 3D models of Nyotengu or Tieryufa. Will the energy consumption be the same?

I must reiterate one point: Iinuma’s mother is definitely a qualified mother!

However, Ionuma Isao's feeding needs are two or three times that of a baby of the same size.

When he was less than six months old, he was completely unable to chew food and fell into a serious food crisis.

Iinuma's mother, who has always been proud and arrogant and believed that she was perfect, once fell into deep self-doubt and self-denial.Fortunately, she was a strange woman no matter what, and she found a wet nurse who produced a lot of food from somewhere, so that Iinuma Ionuma could eat healthily until he was three years old.

Whoa, whoa, far away...

In the bathtub, Iinuma's mother glared at the camera angrily and cursed: "If you hate my mother's stuff when you're full, get away! Don't come back in this life..."

coming!

Ionuma Isao was shocked.

At this time, my mother looked angry on the surface, but in fact she was not angry, but was bluffing because she lacked confidence.

As long as you coax her well.

Iinuma Isao put on a flattering smile familiarly: "In the afternoon, Aunt Kyoko's ankle sprained. I just used medicinal wine to rub her."

"Really?"

Mom looked suspicious.

Although she still didn't believe it, her expression was no longer aggressive.

"How can this be false?" Ionuma Isao looked at my mother seriously, "My bone-setting skills are no worse than those of the orthopedic surgeons in the hospital. You taught me all this. You still don't know... …”

On the surface, he is bragging, but in fact he is bragging.

"Hey, you're so embarrassed to see you like this!" Mom glared at the camera with a serious expression.

The people on the screen are also looking at her.

The mother and son faced each other for a short while, and she burst out laughing.

With ice muscles and jade bones, bright eyes that are good at gazing, and blazing like a hibiscus emerging from Lubo... Mom, you are definitely the God of Luoshui who fascinated Cao Zijian 1800 years ago!

My mother laughed for a few seconds, then immediately hid her charming smile and scolded Ionuma Isao: "I have taught you to be humble and gentle since you were a child. Look what you are like now? What if I gave you a tail? , you can’t wait to fly to the sky!”

"What kind of mother is what kind of son. I learned this from you!" Iinuma Isao said cheerfully, "Don't deny it, unless you say that I am not your biological child!"

The mother squinted at her son for a long time and muttered: "I should have aborted you from the beginning..."

"It's late!"

Ionuma Isao smiled proudly. "Come on, don't talk to me here. I'm warning you, if you act recklessly in Tokyo, I will take you back to Asahikawa and make you spend the rest of your life with those wild boars and black bears!"

After warning her son, the mother stretched herself lazily.

She leaned the phone screen against the sink, got up from the bathtub, took a towel and wiped her face.

The bathroom light was dim, as if there was a faint layer of fluorescence flickering and swimming on her delicate skin, like the most brilliant river of light in the starry sky on a summer night.

If my mother had been born in ancient times, she would have been the kind of beauty who could make a king win the smile of a beautiful woman at the cost of the country's destruction.

It's a pity that she was born in modern times.

In Japan in the 21st century, there is no fool to tempt her, and her charm has nowhere to rest.

Mom dried her hair and body and put on a bathrobe. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked towards the camera: "When you were at home, this tub of bath water was reserved for you to take a bath. Now, It’s all wasted…”

On the phone, my son replied seriously: "You can put it in a bottle and send it to me in Tokyo."

"..."

Mom gave him a blank look.

Then, the two people's eyes met from afar, and they smiled at each other.

Sometimes Iinuma Isao doesn't regard her as his mother, and sometimes his mother doesn't regard him as her son, but at least this moment is a moment of loving mother and filial piety.

"I'll let you go tonight. If you dare to play like this next time, I'll beat you to death..."

Mom came to the dressing table with her cell phone, turned the camera on herself, and then picked up the hairdryer to dry her hair.

"I used to blow dry your hair." Iinuma Isao said fondly.

"...Okay, don't say this, it will make me feel lonely all of a sudden. Alas, you have been so fond of clinging to me since you were a child. This is the first time you have left home and spent the night outside since you were born. This is so special in Tokyo. What should I do if I feel lonely..."

Mom's movements slowed down, and her expression seemed a little sad.

Looking at the woman who suddenly became melancholy on the screen, Iinuma Isao felt warm in his heart: "You say I am clingy, but you are not the same. Who likes to stay in my room every winter and never leave?"

"Well, Mom just likes your bed! It feels really good to have someone sleeping next to you and protecting you. However, your words sound a bit weird to me. What do you mean I'm not going to leave? You are me Son, I want to sleep in your room, how can I stay here? How can I be a mother and take care of my son?"

If Iinuma Isao was still around, she would naturally adjust her body, rest her head on his arm, and then scold him in a domineering tone like a queen: No big or small bastard, whatever your mother says, you don't That’s right!
It's a pity that mother and son are now separated in two places, and they can't reach them no matter how long they stretch their hands.

"By the way, your maternal love for mom hasn't diminished because of Xingzi's joining, has it?" Mom suddenly asked out of nowhere.

"What's all this!" Iinuma Isao's eyes were confused, "How could my love for you become less because of Aunt Kyoko's joining?"

"According to the second law of thermodynamics, the love that has been created will not disappear, but will spontaneously shift from the one who loves more to the new one. You used to only love your mother, but now you have more apricots. My love for my mother will be transferred to Kyoko..."

"Stop it! Putting aside the essential differences between the two kinds of love, since when did I like Aunt Xingzi?"

"Xingzi, although she is aloof, cold, arrogant, and majestic now, she used to be a very withdrawn person. For some reason... Well, to be honest, it is inevitable that you like her, and my mother doesn't care about her at all. I feel strange..."

On the screen, my mother who was far away in Hokkaido spoke solemnly and in an extremely calm tone.

It felt like she had read the script.

(End of this chapter)