The next barbecue preparation was completed quickly.

Hema never thought there was a barbecue grill in his own warehouse. Although it was very old, the family BBQ would be enough.

As a wounded horse, you don’t need to participate in any preparation work. Just sit on the edge of the edge and watch the scenery.

He Ma sat there and watched A Mao and the others tweak the fire and tinker with the barbecue grill. He Ma suddenly remembered the snack stalls on the roadside when he was a child in his previous life.

The mutton skewers are usually big bearded uncles. When they shout, Chen Peisi tasted the taste on the Spring Festival Gala: Urumqi’s mutton skewers~

I broke off my memories with the horse and looked at the old cherry blossom tree without flowers.

At this moment, the sound of guitar suddenly sounded in my ears.

Hema turned his head and saw that Kitanogawa Sayuri was sitting not far from him, tying the strings.

Hema: "You go and prepare too! Do you want to sit and enjoy the fruits of it?"

Kitagawa Sayuri: "Yes!"

Faced with this righteous answer, He Ma lost all his words.

Heita Nishiyama, who was helping to raise the fire, said, "It's good to have music when working, so let Miss Baifeng... Oh no, I've called you Kitagawa Sayaka..."

"Sahuri!"

"It's almost the same." Heita Nishiyama said, holding the round fan in his hand and keeping it at the charcoal fire.

The thick smoke from the fire-driven fire rose.

Suddenly the wind went to the side, and Yan rushed toward Jinshan's Hirata's face.

Kanto and the third generation of Kansung-Shan Group leader Nishiyama Hitaki coughed violently.

Kitagawa Sauri looked at him with a speechless look: "You are a team leader after all. Now that you are seen by the team members, I am afraid that they will be rebellious."

Heita Nishiyama smiled and said, "That's a trouble that only has been promoted to the Kanto United Direct Group. In addition to majestic collection and collection of rents, our three-generation organizations also have to help street visits to deliver gas to save cats, and sometimes they also build sewers."

"So miserable?" Kitagawa Sayuri was shocked.

"That's how it's not selling anesthetics. When I helped Sumitomo Construction drive out people before, the profits were very good. As a result, because someone resisted with all his might, the business in this area could not be carried out, and Sumitomo Construction could only purchase land at market prices."

My resistance was still effective when I raised my eyebrows with the horse? All the residents nearby sold the land at a relatively reasonable price?

Kitagawa Saori didn't pay attention to Kama's expression at all. She asked what she was interested in: "Why is Kaorama's all-rounder going out of the anesthetic business? My father and grandpa were thinking about rushing in and getting a share of the pie."

Heita Nishiyama's expression became serious. He looked up at Sayuri Kitagawa and said, "Miss Kitagawa will understand that if there is only one thing in this world that is pure evil, it must be anesthetic business.

"Although I don't expect to be reborn after becoming the ultimate path, at least I personally hope to have a little easier job in Avici Hell."

Hema looked at Heita Nishiyama and suddenly spoke: "Jinshan, even if you say this here, I will send you to prison mercilessly in the future."

"Ah, I know, I'm waiting for this day. Why not say, I'm waiting for you to catch all the Kanto United and catch all the dark side of Tokyo in one place. If you can do it."

Kitagawa Sauri looked at Kama and asked, "What about me? I am the young master of Bai Fenghui."

"You talk about what bad things you have done first." He Ma said.

Kitagawa Sayuri thought for a while and said, "Is this a bad thing to help his family cut off and injured dozens of hostile groups?"

"No, I've cut it too." He Ma replied without thinking.

Kitagawa Saori said with a little surprise: "You actually issued a verdict on me without hesitation. Shouldn't this be the judge do? Shouldn't the hero of justice be abiding by procedural justice?"

He Ma was speechless for a moment. He thought about it before answering: "Then you shouldn't ask me this question. You should wait until I send you to court in the future before letting the judge answer."

"Ah, so heartless. You caught the beautiful girl and just wanted to bring her to court." Kitagawa Sauri teased, "You shouldn't be a..."

"Are you two hungry?" Shinguji Tamamo appeared between the two and put the plate with snacks between them. "It will take some time for barbecue to eat. If you are hungry, eat some pastries to keep your stomach."

Kitagawa Sayuri looked at the exquisite pastry on the plate, then cheered and grabbed a piece and threw it into his mouth.

After swallowing the pastry, she stuck out her tongue to clean up the sugar and cream on her fingers, and then continued to fiddle with the guitar in her hand.

The topic just now seemed to have never happened.

After Shinguji Tamamo put down the pastry, he went back to work on her.

Kitagawa Sayuri tweaked the strings and played the uncomplicated chords. Huma thought she wanted to sing, but she just focused on playing.

He Ma looked around the entire yard again, and then saw Akira Huashan standing next to the courtyard wall, stretching his neck to look at him, as if he was waiting for someone.

Hema: "Huashan! You are so slutty and slutty!"

Hua Shan turned around and hurriedly explained: "No, no, I was helping me just now. Now I think the wine and takeaway I ordered should be arrived, so I came to wait."

"Take-out?" Hema frowned. Hema traveled for so long and only ordered takeaway once when Chiyoko was sick last year. The delivery fee was so expensive.

Huashan replied: "Yes. The izakaya I often go to is called Yunxianju. Recently, due to the influence of previous incidents, their business has become very bad, so I went to them and ordered a takeaway to help."

When he heard about Yunxianju, he remembered: When he fought with Kitani Sayuri before, he rode on Harley Motorcycle and picked up Yunxianju’s warm curtain stick and used it as a rifle.

After the incident, I thought about apologizing with Ma Benlao. After all, the warm curtains are the storefront of the store, and many of the warm curtains have been used for a long time.

But after that, so many things happened, I didn't do it.

This time, Huashan ordered takeaway and apologized to the people in Yunxianju. The takeaways are usually workers in the store, and they have to apologize to the owner.

While thinking about Ma Zheng, Huashan shouted: "Here's here! It's actually the old mother Sang who came here personally. I didn't expect it."

When Hema heard this, he thought that this was just right, so he stood up and planned to greet him in person.

After all, I took the warm curtain without anyone's consent before, and it was because I was wrong first. I would like to welcome you and apologize at this time, which is reasonable.

Kitagawa Sauri saw that Kama stood up and wanted to put down her guitar to support her. He waved his hand: "Who do you look down on me? Look, I can walk as fast as I am now."

After saying that, he walked like a horse.

In fact, when you are steadily steadily, it will still hurt where you are shot, but it should be harmless.

When I arrived at the wall with the horse, I happened to see a TOYOTA pickup truck stopping at my doorstep. A young and energetic lady was sitting in the pickup truck's truck with a big box in her arms.

After the pickup truck stopped, the old lady carried the box in her arms to her shoulders, then picked up the bucket placed at her feet and stood up.

Huashan hurried forward: "Give me the things first!"

"Be careful, it's so heavy." The old lady said as she put down the bucket, took down the box on her shoulder and handed it to Huashan.

Huashan almost threw the box to the ground after taking it, and finally managed to hold it up.

"Young man, you've exercised less." The old lady picked up the bucket she had just put down, and heard the sound of glass colliding with the horse, blindly guessing that there were ice and wine in the bucket.

The little old lady got out of the car quickly and patted the car door: "Okay, thank you for bringing me over!"

The uncle who was driving reached out the window and gave a thumbs up, responding: "You're welcome, I'll leave first, Mrs. Guangen."

Huashan asked: "Is this your son?"

"Do you think we are like this? Don't be stupid. This is the boss of the electrical appliance company on the same street. They have no business there, so they closed some in advance and drove me over. Really, these rock fans are messing around, and they even blew up the police station, which made the neighbors' lives difficult."

The old lady named Guangen complained whisperingly.

At this time, she finally noticed the fun and the horse, and then showed a surprised expression.

"Oh." The old lady ran to Kama with a bucket of wine and walked around Kama for a while, "Oh, it's true that she is a young hero like Kamauzu."

As the old lady's tutor, Kazuma decided to pass on the game, and it took a few seconds to remember who Kuronosuke was.

Tadao Honda, Nissue Nosuke.

The moment I remembered, I once again confirmed the top of the little old woman's head.

There is nothing.

But there are no entries for the Shrine Temple Tamamo.

At this time, the young old lady complained again: "Oh, I would have known that I would bring more alcohol. How could this be enough to drink? The young hero must have a lot of alcohol."

Hema: "That, old...mom, I borrowed the warm curtain from your house before, which was really forced by the situation."

"It's okay. My warm curtain is just a broken bamboo, just a relic left by the old man back then, so I've been treasured. It's okay, it's okay if I break it!"

He Ma couldn't tell whether the old lady was sarcastic or really open-minded. It should be... sarcastic?

At this time, the gate of the temple opened.

Tamamo Shinguji smiled and went out: "Ah, I heard a strange voice and looked at it. I didn't expect it to be such a cute old lady."

He Ma looked at Tamamo in confusion. The order of the elders and young people in Japan is very strict, and it is impolite to say that the elders are cute.

Then he heard the old lady gasp in the air conditioner.

"TATATA..." The old lady seemed to be stuttering and kept making the same monophonic sound.

Tamamo: "Tamamo (tama), Tamamoto, Tamamoto, Khineji Temple."

"Ah, it turns out to be the lady of the Shinguji Temple family!" The old lady came to her senses and spoke immediately smoothly, "You are exactly the same as Reedon! I thought the wife was resurrected from the dead!"

Tamamo Khanji Temple smiled and said, "It's a pity, no. But I will try my best to be a woman like my mother to support the Khanji Temple family. Old man, are you an old acquaintance of my mother?"

He Ma fully understood at this time that this old lady was afraid she was not a human being. As for Tamamo's mother, it was probably a big deal and told her to the only ordinary person on the scene, Huashan.

As for whether they knew these two people before or not, they probably knew each other, otherwise the old lady would not have been scared like that.

The old lady replied to Tamamo: "Mrs and I have met several times and have not had a deep relationship. My wife is a gentle person. Even if I don't have too many friendships, I can feel her tenderness. I feel sad when I heard about something wrong with her."
To be continued...