My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Chapter 104: Radish balls

Kitahara Hideji almost hardly launched Chunmiya for Dongmei.

He watched the door suddenly close in front of him, holding the white envelope in his hand, stunned for a while, then shook his head and walked towards the station-he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he just looked at how much he wanted to do his best in the past. It's only instinct to push the wages, but I didn't expect Xiaoluotou to have this attitude.

This little radish is really not something. Why are you so bullish?

He cursed Dongmei a few words in his stomach, and then began to think about how he would deal with this situation if Dongmei were he, and then he thought about what he could do.

It's not that he is inherently cheap and wants to use his hot face to stick to the heart-shaped cold **** of the carrot, but he is a little bit petty, he is used to being independent, and he doesn't like the favors owed to others. Now Fukuzawa Naotaka is like this, if he chooses to sit on the sidelines, he always feels a little awkward.

If you really make up your mind to leave it alone, there will always be a sense of vain, as if you have lost your conscience.

Why should people have a conscience? How do those ruthless heroes who do great things exercise their will? I'll have to look for Liangtianshu to study it another day.

He was thinking about walking all the way to the tram station. He was shocked to find that it was just after the last train time. He cried out in a dark voice and turned around to walk home. But after two steps, he heard the phone ring and was shocked. Sawa Nao Takao's event was not good, so he picked it up quickly, but it was Yoko.

"Onixan, you...where are you?"

Yoko's voice was a little timid and a little disturbed. Hideji Kitahara thought carefully, and immediately understood that it was after the usual time to return home from work, and he did not go back on time, Yoko was a little scared-not afraid of staying at home alone, she is quite used to being alone. But because she was afraid that something happened that she hadn't noticed, she left her and ran away.

This little face has only been beautiful for two days, and Kitahara Hideji somewhat self-blame for forgetting to call her to inform him, and without hiding Yoko, he directly told her about the situation of Fukuzawa's house.

The closer you are, the less you can conceal things, otherwise the usual horrible things are like this-he didn't plan to star in an eight-liu romance drama with Yoko, and there should be no misunderstandings.

He talked about the matter to Yoko in detail, and after speaking, he made up his mind, and finally stood still in the middle of the road, and told Yoko, "I may be going back very late. You go to sleep first, Yoko ."

Yoko is a very sensible child. He understood the whole story and immediately agreed, "I understand, Onixan, I will take care of myself, so don't worry."

Kitahara Shuji again told her to lock the door carefully and ended the call, and then walked to the pure taste house-talk to the little carrot head, if she can handle it, then she will feel at ease.

He went around like a neuropath and returned to Chunwei's room. Just about to knock on the door, he found that the door was only closed but it seemed to be unlocked. After a trial, he opened it as soon as he pushed it, and he was speechless for a while.

Fortunately, it’s me who came here. Is this turnip dizzy? It was almost twelve o'clock and went to sleep without the door locked?

He hesitated for a while and went straight in. Anyway, he went in and out very casually here for the past three months, and it was not bad this time.

There was no one in the dark lobby, and there was no one in the corridor inside, but Xiuji Kitahara looked around and suspected that the turnip head went upstairs to sleep. Just about to scream at the second floor, he saw the end of the corridor. There are faint lights in the small dojo.

He thought for a while and went straight to him. He opened the crack of the door and saw that the carrot head was shrunk into a ball and lying on the floor with his back facing the door. The whole person looked extremely lonely.

This kind of thing happened at home, she should be sad too.

Xiuji Kitahara was silent for a while, a little regretful for scolding Dongmei just now, and he secretly sighed and took off his shoes, then walked to Dongmei and sat down cross-legged.

Dongmei looked back at him alertly, and then quickly twisted her head back, still lying there with her back into a ball, and asked dullly, "What are you doing back for? Is the money wrong? How short of it is to replenish you back today. go back!"

The envelope Hideji Kitahara hadn’t opened it before, and he looked at the radish ball in front of him-Dongmei was lying on her knees, her head buried in her arms, her hair draped over her shoulders, it was really a tiny ball-softly. "The money is just right, I just don’t rest assured to come back and ask, I want to know what you want to do, after all, it’s not just you alone, but also Xueli and others! You tell me how I planned it, if it’s okay , I got up and left."

Dongmei lay on the floor without saying a word, and did not answer for a long time.

Hideji Kitahara sat cross-legged and knee-supported and waited silently, but couldn't wait for Dongmi to speak, and couldn't help asking, "What are you planning for the future?"

His heart is a little impatient, when are you still grumbled! What about the tempers of those dogs?

Fukuzawa Naotaka entered the hospital, and the remaining sixteen-year-old and three-year-old of the remaining Fukuzawa family were a little uneasy. Even if Dongmei were not taken care of, he wanted to ask Xueli and the others what would happen in the future.

Dongmi still didn't speak, lying on her back, motionless, as if she was dead. Hideji Kitahara took a probe and found that she was in a daze, and Hideji Kitahara blocked the light. Dongmi noticed it immediately, turned over and sat up, and was lost for a moment "I don't know..."

Her duck was sitting there, her gaze was very hollow, her gaze crossed Beiyuan Xiuji and was out of focus, and her lovely crescent eyes were shining brightly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down silently, and the expression on her little face also became painful. She suddenly hugged her head on the floor and sobbed, "I don't know what to do! Mom is gone, father is sick, and there is not much money at home, I don't know what to do..."

She lay there sobbing in pain, her voice filled with uncertainty.

Kitahara Xiuji was taken aback, and instinctively helped her up and patted her back gently, not knowing what to say for a while. And Dongmei really couldn't bear it anymore-her father had fallen, and she had to be bold and firm in front of her sisters, and she couldn't show any weakness.

When she is weak, the younger brothers and sisters will panic very much. She can only hold a ball and draw some warmth from herself when no one is there.

And she was only sixteen years old. After her mother passed away, she was in charge of the family for more than two years. She had such a weak social experience, but it was still a bit unacceptable to encounter this kind of extreme trauma to any family. The mental state became a piece of paper.

The father and mother died, the four younger sisters and one younger brother all looked at her, but what can she do?

Besides pretending to be strong, what can she do?

She was like an egg, the seemingly hard shell was crushed, and the egg white and egg yolk inside suddenly fell apart. Even if the awkward side was seen by Kitahara Xiuji, she couldn't be fierce, and she could only scream and cry there. , "Mom gave me this house, now how do I explain to my mom... What should I do?! If dad can't wake up, what should I do?"

She was in deep self-blame and hated her incompetence. After driving away Xiuji Kitahara, she hugged a ball and was sad alone, but Xiuji Kitahara even came to ask her what to do...

How does she know what to do! ?

Kitahara Hideji didn't have much experience in dealing with girls, and he didn't deal with the plan that a girl was completely disregarded in sadness and despair, cried like a stream, and had a running nose. He suddenly panicked.

Before he came, he made a lot of psychological preparations, such as preparing to persuade her with warm words, to be touched with affection, to know what to reason, and to punch the carrot with two punches to make her sober and sober. Don't be reckless, but I really didn't expect to see it. Turnip cried like a child-in his impression, Dong Mi was a little better than a street bitch.

Maybe it looks cute, but usually I am very upset. Don't mess with me. Even if I cry, I'm crying and cursing.

He was even more uncomfortable, and quickly helped Dongmi up, took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, but Dongmi's mentality collapsed, crying out of breath, her nose was bubbling, and Kitahara Hideji didn't care. Shang Ai was clean, and she wiped her nose again with a cruel heart-okay, this is the tears that entered the nasal cavity from the tears, not dirty.

Dongmi’s tears soon soaked the whole handkerchief, and Kitahara Hideji was also a little confused by her desperate cry, half hugging her after wiping her face and stroking her back desperately to give her comfort, and softly persuaded her. "It's okay, don't cry, it's okay..."

He doesn't know how to say sweet words. He is basically an activist. If you persuade a girl, he will be a dry general line of "It's okay".

Dongmei cried bitterly for a while and vented, her cries diminished, but the sorrow and sadness in her heart could not be eliminated. She desperately held back her tears and took the handkerchief in Hideji Kitahara's hand, and blew her nose severely, but it was useless and gasped for a few minutes. He burped, and there were still nasal blisters on his nose.

She just sat there with her nasal blisters and started to be in a daze, while Kitahara Hideji gently supported her to prevent her from fainting suddenly, and was also quietly accompanied by one side. After a long time, Dongmei said with a sense of loss, "Mom took my hand before leaving, and made me swear to take care of my father, brother and sisters. I...I let her down..." She tears slowly. Streamed out, "I have no face to meet her."

"Don't say that, you have done a good job, and your mother won't blame you." Kitahara Xiuji comforted from the heart.

This is his truth. No matter what kind of **** Dongmei is, no matter how she beats her sister, no matter how she acts as a blessing at home, everyone has to admit that she has done her best for her own home. Accuse.

The sick father and weak sister, without her, this family would have collapsed two years ago.

But Hideji Kitahara is a man. After all, he is sane. After comforting him, he still desperately wants to solve practical problems. He asked softly, "Aren't the money at home now?"

In the treatment of Fukuzawa Naotaka, the living expenses of the five children were not a small sum. At present, there is obviously no direct source of income, so they can only rely on savings. The savings were originally meant to cope with the unexpected in life.

Dongmei hugged a radish ball and hid here, presumably she couldn't afford it.

Dongmei unconsciously grabbed the wooden floor of the dojo, and muttered, "Mum spent a lot of money on medical treatment before, and there is not much savings at home. Even if I can barely pay for the current medical expenses, my family will not have any source of income in the future. I don’t know where to look for the medical, living, and school expenses for my family... If my father needs another operation, will I sell the house? I vowed to my mother that I must take care of this house... No house , Is the home still this home? This is the ancestral business of the Fukuzawa family... If it's really something, I, I... sell... Am I really selling it?"

She has been thinking about holding the ball for a long time, and her heart is very tangled, so she is even more uncomfortable.

Facing this kind of relationship is only an important matter for the whole family, she is a 16-year-old girl, it is really difficult to make a decision!

Kitahara Hideji was silent. The Fukuzawa family, as the indigenous people who have lived here for generations, certainly has the background. This house should be worth a bit of money. Although it is not like China, you can eat and drink for half a lifetime if you sell the house, but it is enough for emergency. But the question is, if you sell it, will this group of people go out to rent a house again?

Then sit and eat the sky?

And selling a house is not so easy to make a decision. It's easy to sell the ancestral business. Wouldn't the business be completely defeated? Even if it is sold, Fukuzawa Naotaka is still lying on the hospital bed, how to sell it? Just take his private seal to cover, the buyer is not at ease!

Fuyumi is sad, but what she considers as the eldest sister is the practical problem-even if she has dealt with the immediate crisis, if Naotaka Fukuzawa can't wake up, what will happen in the future? The family is already like this, what should I do if I get hit again?

The gray future made her feel terrified.

Kitahara Xiuji gently patted Dong Mi's back, feeling the extreme anxiety in her small body, and tried to comfort her. After thinking about it for a while, his eyes gradually became firm.

He felt that Dongmei could no longer support this situation. The only plan for now is that he should stand up to help the Fukuzawa family through this sadness. Although that means that he will take over a lot of troubles, his original plan is basically OK. Take it to wipe the butt, but there are some things the man can't escape.

Fukuzawa Naotaka is him, and he can also choose to express his deep sympathy with a few words of comfort, or to send a letter to encapsulate some money and send it over. It seems to be justified, and no one can accuse him.

No relatives, no reason, that's it!

But things like people, especially things like men, sometimes have to be conscience and love, and sometimes they have to stand up and show the spirit of not letting me take the other, stabilize the situation, face up to difficulties, and sometimes You have to see the people around you in distress spread their wings.

He lowered his head and looked at Dongmei’s hair spin and bangs and said seriously, “The matter is not serious enough to sell the house, don’t worry, you have helped me, now it’s my turn to help you, I will...”

He was talking and couldn’t go on~www.readwn.com~ found that Dongmei was leaning on his arm and didn’t know when she fell asleep. There were crystal teardrops on her long eyelashes, and there were nasal blisters on her nose, but She just fell asleep, maybe she was under too much mental pressure, maybe she was tired from crying, or even she had been tired all the time, but now she can't hold it both physically and mentally.

Her small body leaned on Kitahara Xiuji, and her thin eyebrows slid in the middle silently, as if she was asleep, but she was still sad and unable to escape reality, looking pitiful and helpless.

Kitahara Xiuji gently supported her to put her down and take a good rest, but her eyelids immediately moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up. Kitahara Xiuji quickly steadied his hand, not wanting to wake her up, and wanted her to sleep for an hour before speaking slowly. In the end, she could only let her still lean on herself.

It was late at night, so he sat there cross-legged and let Dongmei leaned, thinking about how to solve the current crisis of the Fukuzawa family, and gradually became sleepy, his body softened, and slowly tilted his head against Dongmei's head. He also closed his eyes.

Don't panic, the problem is not big, only six turnip heads per patient can not crush a real man.

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