There was only the last trace of afterglow left in the sky.

The night and the sunset shine together.

Everything on the ground was shrouded in a blurred rose color.

Beiyuan Nanfeng, who was scolded at the door, was finally able to enter.

He has memories of Mio Natsume's grandfather.

This old man is actually quite interesting. His favorite thing to say is that it is so noisy, but his voice is bigger than anyone else...

When the original owner and his mother first came here, the latter was frightened.

I thought I had met a retired Yakuza or something, and when I was visiting the official, because the other party shouted too little, the original mother was so scared that she performed the spirit of admitting her mistake on the spot, and was about to use a knife to cut her little finger...

Anyway, it made a lot of jokes.

It is precisely because of these jokes that the original owner had a deep impression of this grandfather.

Of course, it's a bad impression.

However, to be fair, although the first impression is not very good, this grandfather is not the kind of person who is difficult to deal with except for his loud voice and inexplicably speaking with a tongue-playing accent.

It's quite easy to deal with.

While recalling the deep memories, Nanfeng Beiyuan followed his grandfather and entered the room, taking off his shoes in the entrance hall.

"I've been disturbed."

Stepping onto the floor, the north and south wind followed the original owner's memory and whispered.

Bang.

Grandpa gently patted his calves with a crutch and shouted: "Boy, this is your family. What's the matter saying that I'm disturbing me, think it through before talking!"

ah……

A roar of thunder came from his ears.

Nanfeng Kitahara sighed and changed his mouth, "I'm back."

"This is almost the same!"

The old man shouted with satisfaction, and then continued to walk forward with a cane.

The north plain and south wind followed closely behind.

Although the wooden building looks very traditional, the interior is quite modern and there is also a sofa.

Mio Natsume was busy in the kitchen connected to the living room, and heard footsteps.

She turned around, looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng, with a little gloating, and said, "I'm back, faster than expected."

Looking at Mio Natsume wearing an apron and wearing a single ponytail.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was about to speak.

"It's so noisy! Meal! Make it quickly!"

The old man suddenly yelled at his granddaughter.

Natsume Mio showed a disgusting expression and complained in a low voice: "Yes, yes, it'll be fine soon. By the way, my voice is noisy. If it's too young, it's going to be so low that others can't hear it. Maybe my classmates will think I'm a gloomy girl and bully me. I'll cry for you to see."

"My granddaughter of Natsume family is bullied and will fight back with dignity!"

Mio Natsume sighed, "So you heard my voice so small! And what I said is possible, maybe, grandpa, please lower your voice!"

The old man finally let Natsume Mio go and ran to the living room to sit down.

Natsume Mio breathed a sigh of relief and turned her eyes to the south wind of the Northland.

"So... the righteous brother over there, are you going to supervise me when you stand there? To be honest, you have to say, 'It's so noisy, hurry up', even I will be hurt, so you might as well be more patient and sit there and wait a little.

A very delicious and delicious dinner is coming soon, so stay tuned~”

She raised her hand holding the kitchen knife, pointed to the sofa, and smiled vigorously at Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at her, thought about it, and then went to sit down.

"Boy, have you ever had any bad habits when you run away from home??"

As soon as I sat down, my grandfather's thunder roared again.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

On the other side.

Seeing my brother-in-law sitting down, my grandfather's familiar roar sounded.

Natsume Mio showed a gentle look, lowered her head again, and continued to cut the cabbage on the cutting board.

...

Dinner was finished in silence.

Although Mio Natsume's grandfather was loud, unexpectedly, when eating, he adhered to the principle of not talking or talking.

And after eating, he said to Beiyuan Nanfeng with a harsh words, "If you run away from home, you should just wait to lie in bed for half a year." He went upstairs.

Only the brother and sister who are considered strangers are left downstairs.

It seems like they are leaving time for the two to spend alone.

"Always feel that the words delicious and delicious are stained."

at this time.

Kitahara Nanfeng was helping Mio Natsume to wipe the plate and so on.

The main reason is to block this cheap sister to prevent her from playing tricks on her. He really cared about what happened earlier.

The whispers in my ears continued to ring.

Mio Natsume said a little dissatisfied: "Although I missed the dinner a little and it was not good to make it, but is it a bit too much for you to say that?"

Kitahara Nanfeng retorted: "If my memory is not wrong, you have always been so bad... Forget it, I'll make it next time I have the chance. I'll let you see what it means to be truly delicious and delicious."

Mio Natsume turned her head and looked at Kitanhara Nanfeng. After a pause, she read it with a expressionless look: "Ah, I'm really sorry for making it so bad. It turns out that my brother-in-law can cook too? It turns out that in the past six months of our life, you, the chef, were eating the food I cook, silently complaining about the bad food? Ah, after you said that, I really look forward to your cooking, I look forward to it~ I look forward to it~"

He said expectation.

But there was no expression that matched expectations at all.

No, this is completely sarcastic.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's mouth twitched.

"puff."

Seeing Kitanhara Nanfeng's expression, Mio couldn't hold back her expression. She handed the last plate to the former and smiled and said, "I'm really looking forward to it."

"Look forward to it."

Beiyuan Nanfeng took the plate and started wiping it.

The two were silent for a while.

then.

"What happened in the evening..."

"I'm going to burn the bath water."

The two spoke together.

Look at each other.

Natsume Mio unbuttoned her apron, folded her hands again, showing an apology expression: "Sorry, I'm going to go and take a bath."

When Beiyuan Nanfeng wanted to say something, she had already run away.

Watching the other party leave, Nanfeng Beiyuan rubbed his temples: "Isn't this running away... Isn't this a run? I'm fucking, can you stop thinking!"

He suddenly raised the volume and pressed his temple hard.

The sound of the evil god whispered still lingering in his ears.

If Beiyuan Nanfeng guessed correctly, this should be something like a system.

But there is no way to recite it over and over again. Even if he is patient and has a high san value, he can't resist this kind of reading.

This thing is like a monotonous, boring and harsh buzzing sound. It can easily make people feel irritated after listening for a long time.

pity.

His anger cannot change the status quo.

[Guide the task, ask clearly; guide the task, ask clearly; guide the task, ask clearly...]

This sentence is still playing in loop.
Chapter completed!