My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

After some missed lunch, Kitahara Kazuka took Fukuzawa Zhong and Suzuki along the indoor aisle to set up the luggage. She stayed in the room where Kitahara Shuji used to be-the relative condition of this room is relatively good, although it is still very simple. .

The room is large, with homemade tatami mats on the floor, and rushes on the surface, but the thick straw on the bottom can be vaguely seen from the cracks or corners; the ceiling is wooden, the walls are covered with plain wallpaper, and there is a A large bookshelf, and there is a hanging scroll next to the bookshelf, and the book "Floating in the air and mourning, the dream is gone, the hatred is floating".

　　 Fukuzawa Zhong and Suzuki both looked at the room where Hideji Kitahara grew up with some curiosity, and thought that the little Hideji Kitahara was struggling here with seriousness, and finally broke into Nagoya from this small mountain village.

Kitahara Kazuka took out the prepared electric heater from the closet and turned it on. This was borrowed, for fear that the temperature in the mountains would be low at night, which would freeze the girls like these delicate flowers. She also prepared the kotatsu and tried her best to let it Guests can feel comfortable here.

Fukuzawa hurriedly stepped forward to help, and Suzuki Noki slid in front of the bookshelf, wanting to see what kind of books Hidea Kitahara read when she was young. If necessary, she went back to get a set and read it carefully, wanting to come to this pair Understanding Hideji Kitahara's subconscious will help a lot.

After a busy schedule, Kitahara Kazuka said apologetically: "Although the bedding is not new, it has been carefully cleaned. It is very cold at night and the electric heater does not need to be turned off... If you need anything else, please feel free to tell me. It's really rude to be poorly received."

　　 Dongmei thanked on behalf of her younger siblings: "Aunt Yihua, it is so troublesome for you, it is really troublesome for you."

　　 Kitahara Kazuka smiled gratifiedly: "Where is it, I'm glad you can come."

After speaking, she looked at it and felt that there was nothing to prepare. She quickly owed herself and turned around and headed to the kitchen. There, Hideji Kitahara insisted on tidying up the dishes, but she was not at ease-in his impression, the former Kitahara The show has never done such work.

There is no shortage of places in the countryside. It’s okay to squeeze the seven of them in the single room before Kitahara Xiuji. Anyway, there are no people who take up a lot of space except in the snow. The average height is less than 1.5 meters, and Dongmei instructs everyone to take good care of their luggage. After putting it in the closet, watching Suzuki Noki watching the bookshelf making a sound "tsk tsk", he couldn't help but leaned over—that kid was very strong, what books did he read at home before?

Dongmei looked up at the bookshelf and found that the books on it were all old and broken. They were not often read or bought from second-hand bookstores. The content was mixed, and they were basically poems and proses that were widely circulated in the world. Collections, such as "Jia Xuan Long and Short Sentences", "Shelley Poems", "Bai Juyi Poems", "Hundred Waka Poems", "Essence Sanxing Lu", "Haiku Fifty Selections" and so on.

　　 She looked around and didn't feel anything surprising, but she was a little strange-she didn't feel that the kid usually likes to chant poems, right? How come there are so many translations of poems in the room?

She turned her head and looked at Suzuki Nozomi again, and found that she was reading with a large book, and Suzuki Nozomi also noticed her gaze and showed her the cover-"Marquis Thad"- There is also a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if reading this book is very rewarding.

　　Fuyumi has never seen or heard of this book. Seeing that Suzuki Noki's pale face was full of blood, she seemed very excited and couldn't help asking, "What does this book say?"

Suzuminoki glanced at her with a smile, reached into the bookshelf for a while, took out another book from behind the erected books, took another look, and threw it to Dongmi, chuckled: "I know this book." The content is almost the same... I didn't expect it!"

　　 Dongmeiman took a look at the book strangely, and found that the title of the book was "Lecherous Generation Boy", and immediately threw the book out after shaking his hands.

　　 This book is the work of the writer Ihara Nishizuru in the Edo period. The content is very full of descriptions of emotions, and the type is close to the Chinese rare book "Golden Pume."

　　 Dongmi hadn't read it before but heard it, flushed for a while, and asked in surprise, "The one in your hand...that too? Are you still reading?"

Suzuki Noki used to supervise her very strictly, but now her grandmother is gone, she is a little bit coquettish, but the habit that she has cultivated throughout the year is still there, and she has not taken the initiative to read this kind of book. Turning a few pages is actually a very fast heartbeat. , I couldn’t even breathe well. I wanted to take out my breather and take a couple of breaths, but I didn’t want to guard Dongmei’s short winter melon. I couldn’t help but smile and said, "What do you know, the literary nature is still very high." , It's just... that kid might be a sullen Sao, this is really unexpected, I didn't see it at all, pretending to be really like!"

The one she holds in her hand is Hitomi Fujimoto's work, which is more fierce. Although it focuses on the psychological exploration of human desires, but abnormal X hobbies, X things, and multiple Ps, flipping three or five pages is thirty or fifty pages. Detailed description, incredibly fragrant and revealing...

　　Exciting, so exciting!

　　 Dongmei was shocked. It turns out that everyone has an unknown side behind them. That kid has been hiding in the room since he was a child and studying this desperately? Can you take the test better than yourself?

Suzuki Noki insisted on turning a few more pages to prove that she is also an old driver. This kind of book is not worth mentioning. She is more mature than the short winter melon, but her heart beats too fast, and she feels dizzy and can't pretend to be too fast. He closed the book and tucked it back behind the shelf, smiling at Dongmei: "I won't say it, are you going to say it?"

　　 She thinks this is the secret of Kitahara Hideji's heart. She said that he is going to be furious about 80%, and she doesn't want to ask for that mold.

　　 Dongmei picked up the "Laughter Generation Man" and handed it to her, let her put it back as it was, thought for a while and depressed: "What am I talking about!"

　　 She couldn't say, otherwise Suzuki Noki would not admit it, and she would be looking through Kitahara Hideji's bookshelf.

Suzuki Noki hid the book, and then rushed to the kotatsu, got into and sat down and forced herself to take a deep breath, so that her hot face could cool down quickly-it's dangerous, the blind boy has extremely rich theoretical experience , Even if he didn't get his driver's license, he had passed the written test. Before he molested him, he almost fell into the mouth!

　　 Isn't he trying to get rid of himself? Fortunately, I didn't have the brain to get into the bed, or I was afraid that he didn't scare him, but I would just treat him as a little white sheep!

　　 Dongmei didn't dare to touch the bookshelf anymore, and quickly hid away, feeling that Kitahara Hideji really deserves to be a boy who hid two boxes of small H books. He originally liked these from a young age.

　　 No, I have to guard against that kid again!

　　…………

　　 Beiyuan’s kitchen is semi-traditional and semi-modern. The stove is firewood and artificial biogas. Japan’s resources have long been exhausted, and it basically does not produce coal. Imported natural gas cannot be transported to such remote mountain villages. So it can only do this. Many people say that Japan’s environmental protection is good, and they respect nature. They say that because they don't know Japan at all, but they can't help it.

　　 Deforestation of primary forests will result in mudslides. If you want to burn coal, you need to import it. The cost is too high. The villages can only use straw to generate biogas with diseased and dead trees as daily fuel.

Xiuji Kitahara washed the dishes and chopsticks swiftly, and then looked at the chopping board and scrubbed them again, but he is actually half a guest, not as excessive as in Chunweiya. Brush the bottom of the pot with a steel wire ball so that it can be used as a mirror.

　　 As soon as he finished his work, Kitahara Kazuka ran over. When he saw that it was done in such a short period of time, he was surprised and distressed: "Xiu Ji, just leave it to me to do it."

　　 Kitahara Hideji smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm all used to doing it... Well, I work in an izakaya, so I'm all used to doing it."

　　 "Did you suffer a lot?" Kitahara Kazuka felt even more distressed.

　　 Kitahara Hideji didn't think there was anything. No one did it for him before. If you don't do it, will it be there? He smiled and said: "No, it's all trivial things, it's hard to talk about suffering."

　　 Washing the dishes is considered hardship, so what should it be to move bricks? It was not that he had never been a small worker in his previous life.

　　 Kitahara Kazuka felt very relieved, her eyes softened, and she felt that she was no longer like two people in just eight months, and she really grew up. She hurriedly said: "Go with your friends. You can play card games or mahjong. I put it in the closet. It's dark and early in winter. They all grew up in big cities and there are so many people. , Don’t rush outside the village, and accompany them out tomorrow."

　　 Kitahara Hideji nodded and smiled: "Yes, I understand."

　　 Fukuzawa family and Suzuki come, that is a standard guest, he must accompany each other to the fullest of the landlord friendship. He didn't say anything, smiled again and then turned around and walked along the aisle in the long house to his room. The structure of this Japanese-style long house is very simple. It is just a straight.

　　 He arrived at the door and listened to the sound. He thought it should be here, so he knocked on the wooden lattice sliding door and smiled and asked, "Is it convenient for me to get in?"

　　 "Come in, Onixan!" Haruna knelt and opened the door, dropping her head to greet him by the way.

Kitahara Xiuji thanked him, and when I went in to ask them how they were going to spend the two or three hours before dinner, I saw Dongmi shrinking from the quilt and glared at him, and Suzuki Noki also gave a coquettish voice. , Suddenly some inexplicable. But he didn't care. The dead turnip head lost his temper every day, and Suzuki was a demon every day. This time it was good to be a guest and pretend to be like this. It was normal to show his nature when the door was closed.

　　 He smiled and asked, "Do you want to play cards? How about Mahjong?"

　　 Not wanting to play cards in the snow, he leaned over and asked cheerfully: "Show time, can I ride the tricycle outside?" Xia Zhi Xia Sha just instigated her to take them on a tricycle, and she moved a little bit.

　　 Kitahara Hideji was about to agree. He felt that it didn’t matter if he walked around the yard. Don’t run to the mountains and rivers, but Dongmei said angrily: “No, how can anyone ride a tricycle with someone else’s house!”

　　 Does that still look like a girl? Never!

　　 Xueli was very disappointed, but Xia Zhi Xia Sha does not matter. They are just idle. If this doesn't work, they can change the same, and they said in unison: "Then let's play mahjong?"

Dongmei thought for a while, and felt that letting these uncomfortable guys sit is no way. It’s better to hide in the house and play cards than go out to go crazy, so she said: “It’s okay to play cards, it’s not allowed to yell like at home. !"

　　 Xia Zhi Xia Sha has no objection, so Kitahara Hideji went to the closet to find mahjong tiles and asked with a smile, "Who wants to play?"

　　 Haruna shook her head and said that she didn't want to play, she wouldn't be in the snow. Finally, Suzuki Noki, Tomi, and Natsushita came on stage, and the four little girls suddenly rubbed up the hemp in the future. They gambled on money, known as the New Year's Sparrow Game.

　　Mahjong was invented in China, but the country where mahjong is played most fiercely in the world is Japan, and there are many mahjong halls on the street. According to "Yomiuri Shimbun" statistics, mahjong ranks second in the number of participants in various street entertainment activities in Japan, only losing to the pinball hall, winning shogi and go. Mahjong is of all ages, from 5 to 105 years old—— Japan sent a team to the Antarctic expedition without forgetting to bring a deputy mahjong~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even the automatic mahjong table was invented by the Japanese, which shows how much I like it.

　　 Dongmi closed the door, and then began to gather people to gamble.

　　 She wants to win back the salary given to Natsuchi Natsusa, and by the way, let Suzuki Noki owe a "huge debt" to laugh at her in the future. Xia Zhi Xia Sha has rich wealth this year, and proposed to double the bet, intending to make a small fortune through the new year, but Suzuki Noki said that she never brought money, but it doesn't matter, she can't lose.

The table was smashed, and Kitahara Xiuji brought a plate of nuts to the snow. The snow duck sat beside him and ate happily. Akitaro drew a picture alone in a corner of the room, and Xiujia Kitahara looked at it for a while and found this group of mahjong players. Basically no good people...

　　 Haruna sat in the corner of the house pretending to read a book, but from time to time she touched her eyebrows and pinched her ears, obviously peeking at someone else's card, and then signaled Dongmei. Xia Zhi Xia Sha kept exchanging glances. Kitahara also noticed that they used their feet to exchange cards secretly under the table, and Suzuki Nozaki seemed to have played with her grandmother before. The shuffling technique was very unique. A violent draw, but the good cards have been pressed under the fingers and have not been moved. After the Great Wall is finished, the starting cards are very good, and the cards are very good.

　　 Kitahara Hideji was really speechless after watching it for a while. Do you also want to do this in your daily leisure time?

　　 The four of them played mahjong, but everyone cheated and cheated. No one can do nothing. They got up with a anger, and it was dark in a blink of an eye.

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