The five-meal set meal comes in balls of rice, some are cold, some are hot. The pink fish floss on top of the rice is so sweet that one would think sugar had been dyed pink directly. The stewed bamboo shoots next to the fish floss have a strong soy sauce flavor.
Yes, the vegetable leaves next to it are very salty.
Yu Xian's child ate half of it and didn't want to eat it because it didn't taste good.
"Eat my share." Miyamoto Yukiko pushed the tofu skin set she ordered in front of him, then asked for the meal that Yuzhen had eaten for a few bites, and ate it in small bites.
"Xuezi, don't you think I'm dirty?" Yuxian looked down at her portion of rice.
Miyamoto Yukiko just scooped up a spoonful of rice and put it into her mouth. Her beautiful big eyes were full of confusion - why should I dislike you for being dirty?
When did the relationship between two people become so natural?
Yuzuru also picked up a spoon and ate her portion of the set meal. She used her spoon and her chopsticks, and drank half of the miso soup.
He realized it instantly.
If Miyamoto Yukiko asked the same question, he would feel the same confusion.
He rejoiced in this close relationship.
"How does it taste?" he looked up and asked.
"It's too sweet." Yukiko Miyamoto covered her mouth and chewed, "What do you think of my share?"
"It's too spicy, I like spicy food." Yu Xian said naively.
"It just so happens that I like sweetness." Yukiko Miyamoto smiled happily.
There was a couple next to me, and I heard their conversation and ordered the same set meal as the waiter.
"Let's have a pair of cute children like that in the future." The man in the couple said, looking at Yu Xian's child and Tasora Aoi.
"Ah, can we do it?" The woman in kimono was surprised and turned to look at Yukiko Miyamoto.
There is still one ice cream left in Yu Xian's set meal.
He stuck out his little tongue, and as soon as he took a lick, Yukiko Miyamoto took it away.
"Don't eat cold food in winter. It's not good for your stomach. I will do this in the future. Can you promise me?" Xuezi looked at him seriously and said.
She is taking care of me, she is taking care of me, she is so cute.
"Yes!" Yu Xian was childishly respectful.
She took a big bite of the ice cream where he licked it.
It's not that she wants to eat, but she's worried about wasting it.
After eating, Yukiko Miyamoto took out her lipstick from her bag and touched up her makeup.
She only touched up a little bit near the lip beads. Women usually apply lipstick like this to make their lips appear smaller, but she didn't. Her lips were already delicate and cute, so she wanted to save lipstick.
"I'll buy it for you after I finish painting it. There's no need to be so tight." Yu Xian said with a childish smile.
Miyamoto Yukiko glared at him, very cute.
After coming out of the hotel, the three of them continued to wander around the county town, enjoying the joy of the New Year.
There are various vendors on both sides of the road, selling all kinds of fun things.
Yuxian played a lot of new things along the way: shooting colorful balloons with a gun, making rings, buying some fake-looking amber, and riding a carousel.
Aoi Takura sat on the merry-go-round with him, one behind the other.
Yu Xian was born in the noisy music, riding a wooden horse, waving happily to Miyamoto Yukiko who was standing nearby waiting.
His expression was childish and cheerful, with his chest puffed out and his hands raised in cheers, just like Luffy in "One Piece" sitting on the bow of the Meri.
If those in the Twelve Thrones, including Yuan and Yilong, saw his childish and stupid look, their eyes would be so surprised that they would become motionless.
If Yu Xian was a child who went shopping alone, no matter what, he would not play such childish things.
But as long as he is under Miyamoto Yukiko's eyes, he can unleash his nature to his heart's content, cling to her childishly, and enjoy the favor she brings to him.
This was the last happiness of his childhood and made up for the lack of love in his two lifetimes.
Seamlessly switching between maturity and childishness, just to keep her eyes on him, he did everything he could to do this.
"Be careful and hold on to the handle!" Yukiko Miyamoto said urgently but softly.
On the wooden horse, Yuxian continued to cheer happily.
When the music stopped, he jumped down and held Miyamoto Yukiko's hand: "Sister Yukiko, was I handsome just now?"
"Handsome." Yukiko Miyamoto said helplessly, "But it's very dangerous. Please don't show off such awe in the future, okay?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Yu Xian said innocently.
"You had to listen to me!" Miyamoto Yukiko smiled.
It's snowing in the sky, very light and fine snow.
The lights in the small amusement park were very bright, illuminating his cute profile.
She squeezed Yu Xian's childish hand and found that his hand was cold after playing around, so she took out a new warm baby from her bag and put it on under his clothes.
As for her hands, her hands were warm, very warm.
When Tian Kongkui came forward, she was treated in the same way.
Miyamoto Yukiko herself does not need to warm the baby. She is not in the habit of using such things, but since she had Yu Xianzhi, she has prepared many things about the baby.
Nuan Baobao, the pile of books on the bedside are all proof of her hard work.
After playing in a simple amusement park in the county town.
Miyamoto Yukiko asked the two children where they wanted to go to play, and she provided two options, one was to watch a movie in the cinema with her, and the other was to go see a circus performance.
"Go to the circus." Yuxian shouted childishly.
He had seen circuses in rural areas of China before, but had never seen one in Japan. As for movie theaters, he didn't like them there. The facilities in movie theaters in this era were incomplete and there was a strange smell inside.
"Then let's go to the circus!" Yukiko Miyamoto nodded in agreement.
Then, she magically took out three circus tickets from her hand. The presence of tickets in her hand meant that they were purchased in advance. She smiled softly.
"I have to admit, you really understand me." Yu Xian said naively.
Fine snow accumulated on the road without shade.
The feet stepped on the snow, leaving footprints. Yu Xianzhi deliberately followed behind Miyamoto Yukiko and stepped on the footprints she left with his feet.
Before we knew it, the circus arrived.
Their show is at 3pm, so you have to wait for about half an hour.
Fortunately, there are more vendors and entertainment activities near the circus, enough to pass the time.
Miyamoto Yukiko took them for a walk.
In the center of the gathering, the sound of Kagura's flutes and drums came, followed by the playing of the guqin, and the sound flowed over the heads of every man, woman, old and young in the gathering.
Fine snow fell in the gaps between people's bloated coats and kimonos, and gradually melted.
In the small shop, the lottery balls were rolling, the clerk kept repeating the words "Congratulations on the New Year, and all the best," and the aroma of soba sauce came from the tea house.
Under a big tree on the roadside, at the main entrance of the gathering, a women's group was practicing folk dance. They wore white toe socks and their dance steps looked brisk.
"When I get older, I will join their team." Miyamoto Yukiko said, "It's so lively and exciting."
"It would be better to dance the cha-cha with me in the house, it would be more lively." Yuxian childishly licked the apple candy Xuezi bought for him.
"But when I get old, will you need me?" Miyamoto Yukiko suddenly asked softly.
"What are you talking about!" Yu Xian said with a serious face, "I swear to eight million gods, when you get old, I will need you too!"
"But by that time, your children will be very big." Miyamoto Yukiko is actually worried about this kind of thing, "And your wife will also be tired of me. I still want to live alone by then."
"I want to live for a long, long time, and so do you, Xuezi?" Yu Xian asked suddenly.
Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned and nodded: "I think so."
No matter who they are, they all want to live a long, long time, so those emperors in ancient times desperately wanted to live forever.
Miyamoto Yukiko didn't want to live forever, but she wanted to die after Yu Xian was born. In that case, she would know where he was buried, and she could be buried with him.
This was the wish she made on her twenty-third birthday.
"If you want to live a long life, you must live with me." Yu Xian said with a naive smile, "Surveys on TV have said that elderly people who live in large families live longer than those who live alone.
Experts say this is because living in a large family can provide stimulation to the elderly, so they can stay young and live longer."
"How much longer can I live?" Yukiko Miyamoto's eyes lit up.
"Probably just a few years." Yuxian said naively.
"Just a few years?" Yukiko Miyamoto's eyes dimmed.
She was thinking blankly, whether it was more important and worth more to bring trouble to his family or to live a few more years for herself.
After all, isn't every unrealistic thought and wish she has is for him? Isn't everything she lives for him?
Such a frank and frank relationship is not something that wives can achieve, and perhaps even some mothers who are already mothers can't do it, let alone couples who break up as soon as they are in love.
This is a great and unique love, and there is no other love in the world.
"Do you need to think about this? It must be a good deal to live a few more years." Yuxian took a bite of apple candy and muttered: "Xuezi plans to stay with me for the rest of his life, right?"
Miyamoto Yukiko nodded.
"That's fine, it's a lifetime as promised. One year less, one day, one hour, one second, it's not a lifetime." Yu Xian stretched out his arms and handed the candy apple to Yukiko Miyamoto's lips.
"You said something amazing again." Yukiko Miyamoto smiled softly.
She took a bite of the candy apple, it was very sweet.
Near the circus.
The three of them watched the rice cake making competition, Tai Kagura, lion dance, Suwa drum and monkey playing.
Yuzuru bought marshmallows for Yukiko and Aoi Takashi.
"Madam, your son is so beautiful. Please buy a pot of Guanyin Bamboo for your son."
The pot picking vendor with a local accent greeted the three of them: "May your son be admitted to the University of Tokyo!"
"He is not my son." Miyamoto Yukiko squatted down and looked at the flowers, her figure was beautiful.
"I'm not." Yu Xian said with a naive smile.
The merchant wisely stopped asking.
"Buy some potted flowers, young master, look at these cornflowers, how beautiful they are."
The merchant took Yu Xian's child to the greenhouse under the awning.
On the trellis, blue cornflowers bloomed, extremely beautiful.
"How do you like it, young master?" The merchant wiped his hands.
Yu Xian's child bought a pot of cornflowers.
He likes blue, which is his lucky color.
His favorite Doraemon is blue.
The little fish doll that fans made for him is also blue.
Yukiko Miyamoto's favorite color is red.
So the kite she made for Yu Xian was bright red.
Red and blue have appeared since ancient times. What?
"Thank you for your patronage, young master." The merchant happily accepted the money, grinning.
"I'll leave it here for now. I'll come over and pick it up after watching the circus. Will you still be there?" Yu Xian asked innocently.
“Don’t worry about this!”
"Can you feed me?" Yukiko Miyamoto asked.
"If it's me, it won't work; but depending on you, I think it's okay." Yu Xian looked at her naively and said.
"You buy flowers and I'll take care of them?" Yukiko Miyamoto curled her lips.
"This is our common flower." Yu Xian said naively and disgustingly.
"You are indeed a young master, what you say makes people happy." The merchant interjected.
Miyamoto Yukiko glared at him, and the vendor shrank back.
"Then let's take care of the flowers together, Master Yuxian."
On the short and narrow road to the circus, Miyamoto Yukiko said with a half-smile, especially the word "young master", she specially emphasized the word.
There is both a little sarcasm and a seriousness.
Yu Xian smiled childishly.
Young Master, what a strange title - in Tokyo, Itakura, and Harue, men of the older generation call him Young Master.
And the younger generation of women mostly call him baby, such as Rina, Dansheng, and Xiaoxun.
Miyamoto Yukiko would occasionally call him that, but not frequently.
"Sister Xuezi, can I call you baby Xuezi?" Yu Xian asked suddenly.
Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned and laughed at him: "Why do you call it that?"
The reason is simple.
Sometimes she is a loving mother, sometimes she is a strict father, and she will be his female master in the future! She regards herself as a treasure, and he can also regard her as a treasure! It is completely okay to call her this way!
"Is that okay?" Yuxian said childishly and pitifully.
"Whatever you want." Miyamoto Yukiko said.
"I don't like the words "whatever you say." Yu Xian shook his head childishly.
Strangely enough, she never said these three words again.
"You can't bark outside, and you're not allowed to bark in front of others. You can bark when I'm in a good mood." Yukiko Miyamoto gently pulled up the hair on her chest and twisted her fingers around the ends of her hair.
"So how are you feeling now?" Yu Xian asked naively.
Miyamoto Yukiko thought for a while: "Not bad."
"Baby Yukiko!" Yuxian called out happily, spinning around in circles, but his foot slipped and he fell into the snowdrift on the roadside.
Miyamoto Yukiko smiled and pulled him out, patting the snow off his body.
After passing the wet ground of the circus, I sat on a plastic chair and waited for about five minutes before the performance in the circus began.
Most of the people who come to see the circus are children and their parents. Others are bachelors and truck drivers passing by to rest.
A woman was riding a bicycle on a high-altitude steel pipe. Miyamoto Yukiko's palms were sweating when she saw her. She held Yu Xian's childish hand, and his hands were so hot that they began to sweat.
Then a blonde stuck her head into the tiger's mouth.
All the adults in the audience were cheering, and the primary school students were trembling.
The tiger was well-raised, with shiny fur and a roaring sound.
But no one saw the tiger.
The primary school students' attention was on the tiger and the girl's neck, while the men's attention was on the blonde girl's bikini fabric.
It's such a cold day and wearing so little, it's quite hard when you think about it.
Miyamoto Yukiko covered Yu Xian's childish eyes.
"I'm not afraid." Yu Xian said naively.
"It's not the tiger that's scary!" Yukiko Miyamoto said angrily.
The other hand covered Tian Kongkui's eyes. After thinking about it, it was unnecessary, so he let go.
Next is the Big Sophora Volunteers, no, it’s a bear riding through a fire ring, then a monkey riding a bike, a puppy riding a roller, and finally the motorcycle show.
The overall performance was average, at least that's what Yuzuru felt. Miyamoto Yukiko was tortured by the exhaust fumes and noise produced by the motorcycle and was very uncomfortable.
"Two thousand yen per ticket." She felt sorry for the money and endured reading it.
After the performance, she was still dazed.
Yu Xian naively called out "Baby Xuezi", but she didn't respond.
This shows that she is unhappy at this time!
On the way home, the snow stopped.
A somewhat irregular moon appeared in the sky.
Miyamoto Yukiko seemed to remember something. She took out a stone chip from her bag. It was in August that she secretly met Yuzuruo during the competition. On their way back to the hotel, Yuzuruo was there.
Picked up on the road.
That night, he looked at the moon and saw the stone flakes coincided with the moon.
Then he threw the stone flakes into the trash can, and Yukiko Miyamoto picked them up and kept them in her bag.
That night, she took it out and pointed it at the moon.
The clouds moved quickly across the moon's surface, and the missing parts of the moon were made up for by the stone fragments in her hand.
Although it was not round and complete, she still laughed.
It was a moonlit night and she was in a happy mood.
"Baby Xuezi." Yu Xian called her softly.
This time she agreed: "What's the matter?"
"Have we forgotten something?" Yu Xian looked back at the night in the snow country.
What did you forget? Yukiko Miyamoto thought.
Then she remembered and exclaimed: "Our flowers!"
The three people rushed back quickly.
The vendor was still nestling there, huddled, when he saw the three people arriving, he handed the packaged pot of cornflowers to Yu Xian's childish hand.
"I said I would wait for you, young master!" he said, then got in the car and left.
"Today is a lucky day!"
Miyamoto Yukiko placed the precious stone piece, took Yuzuru's childish hand, and gently sang a short poem by Yamanaka Chieko to the moon:
Incredible/the moon rises/from behind Mt. Miwa
Who was the first to call it the moon?
Who in this world calls snow snow?
On the second day of the New Year, relatives from a branch of the Miyamoto family came to visit.
Rather than visiting, it is better to say that I came to show off to my former owner how good my life is now.
In addition, an uninvited guest came.
Miyamoto Yukiko's mother, Miyamoto Kiyoshi, stood in front of the mansion early in the morning.
