Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 542 Returning Late
  "Fifteen thousand yen?"

Fujiwara couldn't help but grumbled, grumbling to himself, and reluctantly took out a wad of bills from his wallet. His hand when he handed it to the driver was a little stiff.

The car door clicked open, and he got out of the car with a little loss and helplessness.

By the way, what did Mary talk about when she went to Maoyan Cafe alone?

With this doubt, Fujiwara walked through the quiet streets, and the sound of footsteps was particularly clear in the night wind.

I came to the door of Villa No. 23, took out the key and turned it gently in the door lock. The door slowly opened with a slight creaking sound, and the door opened.
  The lights were on in the living room, and Fujiwara vaguely heard the sound of the TV. It seemed that no one was asleep.

Inside the house, Mingmei was sitting quietly on the sofa, her face filled with her unique tenderness. Her arms gently hugged Xiao Ai who had fallen asleep. Mary next to him had half-closed eyes, and her little body was curled up in a ball on the other side of the sofa.

"Ah, Fujiwara-kun"

Fujiwara moved gently so as not to disturb the two children. He knelt down and approached the sofa, his eyes softly scanning Xiao Ai's serenity and Mary's expression of resistance to fatigue. He asked Mingmei softly, his voice low enough that only she could hear, "Did you guys watch a movie together?"

"Have you watched the movie? It's so late and you haven't rested yet."

Minmei's head moved slightly, her hands waved in the air, as if to dispel the sleepiness, and then she raised a slight smile in response to Fujiwara's question. "Well, I watched one and they all fell asleep. I didn't even notice..." As she spoke, her hand unconsciously reached for the remote control and pressed the off button with her fingertips. The light and shadow on the TV screen followed. When it goes out, the atmosphere in the house becomes more peaceful.

Fujiwara looked at Xiao Ai's tired brows showing happiness, and suddenly thought that tomorrow was Sunday, and he might take them out for a picnic and have some fun.

"Why don't we go out to play together tomorrow, have a picnic or something, I just have a break these days."

"It's okay to have a picnic."

"Um"

As he spoke, Fujiwara lowered his head and gently picked up the sleepy Mary and said to Mingmei, "Send them back first. I want Mingmei to help me prepare some materials and tools for tomorrow. Let's Start early, come back early, and try to come back before dark.”

At this time, Mary moved slightly, as if she was awakened by the slight movement. Her eyes opened and closed slowly in confusion, as if she was aware of someone hugging her.

"Are you awake? It's too late. I'll take you back to the house."

Mary didn't say anything, presumably because she didn't have any objections, so Fujiwara gently stroked Mary's soft hair with his hand and gave up the idea of ​​asking further questions.

"Ask me tomorrow," she said. After she and Xiao Ai were sent back to the room with Mingmei, they took Mingmei to prepare things for tomorrow.

First of all, you must bake something for the picnic, so you must bring a barbecue grill or something. I happened to buy one when I went out with Xiaolan Yuanzi and others, but it was useless when there was a murder.

Fujiwara reached out and pushed aside some boxes in front of him, revealing the brand new grill. He gently blew away the accumulated dust on the shelf, tapped it with his hand to check its stability, and nodded with satisfaction. He carefully moved the grill out of the warehouse and laid it on the floor to check for any missing parts.

"The brand new one is lying in the warehouse, just ready for use. Akemi, do you know how to add barbecue seasoning?" Fujiwara asked, while checking whether every movable part on the barbecue grill was flexible.

Mingmei walked over and nodded while replying: "Oh, um, it should be..."

So it took about an hour or so for the two of them to prepare what they needed, and Fujiwara took out all the fishing rods that he and Kogoro Mouri had used to participate in the fishing competition.

You can go fishing or something like that while resting by the lake. Even if you can’t catch anything, it doesn’t matter. Just treat it as entertainment.
  After everything was done, Fujiwara said to Mingmei, "Okay, Miss Mingmei, you can go and rest. We will leave at nine o'clock tomorrow morning and come back before nine o'clock in the evening."

"Ah."

After watching Mingmei go downstairs and return to the house, Fujiwara also closed the door of the warehouse and returned to his bedroom.

After briefly washing up, Fujiwara touched his chin and thought about whether to call a few more people.
  Xiaolan should be free, and he should be able to call her out, and ask Yuanzi to come with him. But if Xiaolan goes, Conan should come with her. After all, this kid has always been wary of him and Xiaolan.
  No, let’s not talk about whether Conan will encounter those weird cases. Even if Conan comes with him, this group of people will not be able to fit in one car, and they will probably have to rent another car.
  (Forget it, just the four of them can go out. They won’t spend the night outside and they’ll be back before dark.)

After making the decision, Fujiwara turned off the desk lamp and prepared to go to bed. The screen of the charging mobile phone on the bed table lit up. When he looked closer, he saw a text message, which was sent by Hongye.

The time at the moment is 10:29. Logically speaking, everyone is probably asleep at this time. Why are you still sending text messages?
  Thinking about taking a look and going to sleep, Fujiwara unlocked his phone and clicked on the text message. His eyes quickly scanned the text, and the content made the corners of his mouth raise unconsciously. She said she and her grandma watched his games and mentioned that her grandma's health seemed to be improving.

Fujiwara tapped his fingertips on the phone screen and replied to a text message, which contained congratulations and gentle comfort. Then he put the phone back on the bedside, lay down and prepared to fall asleep.

At the same time, in the corridor of the hospital, Hongye was sitting on a bench, the light was soft, and the hospital was much quieter at night than during the day. There was a bit of exhaustion on her face, but there was an imperceptible joy in her eyes. The screen of the mobile phone in her hand was also on, showing the text message conversation she had just had with Fujiwara.

Her fingers jumped quickly across the screen, as if racing against time, to reply to Fujiwara's text message. Then she stood up carefully, not wanting to wake up the patients and family members who might still be resting around her. She walked to the window, gently opened the curtains, looked at the quiet night sky, and breathed in the night air that smelled of disinfectant.

Hongye returned to her seat and put her mobile phone on her lap. Her eyes fell on it, waiting for Fujiwara's reply. There are only the sounds of various mechanical operations unique to the hospital corridor, as well as the occasional whispers and footsteps in the distance. Her heart was filled with gratitude because grandma's condition had improved.
  Soon, the phone screen lit up again, and Fujiwara's reply appeared. Hongye's fatigue was dispelled by a moment of joy.
  "Miss, the car is ready."

"I'm not going back tonight. I want to stay with grandma."

(End of this chapter)