The Chinese Soul of the Net King

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the backyard can be smelled far away.There are three more days until the Mid-Autumn Festival.The festival is approaching, the incident of compensated dating has been resolved smoothly, and no one has been chasing after me recently, so I am not in a good mood.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was packing my things and preparing to go back to Kanagawa.Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is to worship the moon and worship the ancestors, I have to go back to my hometown.Ancestral halls dedicated to ancestor tablets can only be found in the main family, and other gardens are not built.Just about to leave for the subway station, I suddenly received a call from China.

From China?Who is the one?Pressed the answer button and said in Chinese: "Hello, Murong Ziyun, who is it?"

"Is it Missy? My subordinate Jun Xing was ordered by the manager to deliver Mid-Autumn Festival fruits for Missy. Now my subordinates are already at Narita Airport in Tokyo, and I want to ask Missy where to deliver the fruits."

Monarch punishment?It seems to be the grandson of Jun Yi, the chief executive of Murong Villa in Gusu, China!Come to deliver fruit?It seems that my mother mentioned in her diary that if you need anything, you can directly tell the housekeeper and grandpa, and someone will send it directly from China.sweat!In a word, it will be delivered directly by special plane.I always thought it was bragging, but I didn't expect it to be true!

"Then send it to Tokyo Betsuen first! I'll wait here. Trouble!"

"Serving the young lady is the duty of the subordinates!"

Hang up the phone and sit down in the hall.Why do you think the words just now sound so familiar?I seem to have heard it somewhere, but can't remember.

In less than 10 minutes, five luxurious white BMWs and a large truck drove into Tokyo County Avenue.Three cars opened the way, and two cars were broken, and the truck was firmly protected in the middle.This rare formation has attracted the attention of many people.

I stood at the door and saw the convoy parked in front of me, speechless for a while.Sending a fruit is such a big battle.If the white car was replaced with black, maybe the police thought it was a gangster transporting arms!

A group of people got out of the car, plus the truck driver was just ten.Except for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who got out of the first car and was wearing white casual clothes, the other nine people were uniformly dressed in black hard clothes.

The appearance of ten handsome young men with black hair and black eyes, over 1.8 meters tall and imposing manner attracted screams from the girls chasing the car to watch.But that group of culprits treated the audience as air, completely unmoved, and didn't even look sideways.

Well trained!

I was thinking of going over to ask who is Jun Xing.The boy in the white casual clothes led others, and suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of me.

"Jun Xing of Murong Villa, leading the No. 13 squad of Hulong Court and others, I have met the little lady!"

The foot that was about to step was frozen, and the corners of his eyes twitched.Looking at the handsome guys kneeling in front of me, I was completely stunned.What is the situation?Why didn't the mother write clearly in the diary that Murong Villa is still happy?

There was a murmur of whispering all around.Apparently the others couldn't understand Chinese and didn't know what he said.But they all understood their respectful actions, and were wondering what was going on.

I gathered myself together, cleared my throat, and stretched out one hand and raised it upwards as I did on TV.

"Don't be too polite, get up!"

I dare not say Pingshen, the emperor's special language, although this scene is very suitable...

"Miss Xie!" Everyone said in unison.

Jun Xing handed over a post with a gold border: "Miss, this is the gift list, please have a look."

I took it and said, "Let's go in first!" Then, under the doubtful eyes of the audience who gradually increased around me, I took the lead in escaping into the vermilion gate.

Jun Xing quickly followed in.The last two people stood guard on both sides of the door very consciously.

I walked into the hall and took the main seat, and waved to them: "Sit whatever you want!"

Jun Xing hesitated for a moment, thanked him, and sat down first.

I opened the gift list and saw that the units inside were all boxes.No wonder it takes such a big truck to load it.I flipped through it casually, there are two full pages, how long will I have to eat so many fruits by myself?

"Leave two-thirds first, and send the rest to Kanagawa!"

"Yes! This subordinate obeys!" After Jun Xing finished speaking, he beckoned, and everyone went out to carry things.

Seeing those handsome guys degenerated into porters, I suddenly felt guilty, maybe I would be cursed by the girls watching.There was a drop of cold sweat on his head.

After 10 minutes, I sat in the front of the cool white BMW, with a row of cool motorcades behind me.The snow-white color stands out on the highway...

Jun Xing and I were the only ones in the first car, so he was the only one driving.He is not yet of age!Does he have such a thing as a driver's license?I can't help but feel a little worried sitting in the back row.Looking at his calm side face, he suddenly remembered, isn't the phrase "duty lies" Zhan Xiaomao's catchphrase?No wonder it feels so familiar.

After sending off a group of people who had to go back to report, I looked at the neatly piled fruits in the cellar in confusion.What should we do?If I had to eat so much, I would not be able to finish it for several years!Forget it, give it away!

Do whatever comes to mind.Immediately find a bag, take out the same fruit and pack it.Grapes, cantaloupe, and jujubes from Xinjiang, pineapples and mangoes from Taiwan, apples from Yantai, bananas from Hainan, pomelo from Meizhou... Finally, I managed to find a way to rent a car.

After transporting the fruit to the house opposite Yukimura's house on the Tottori Road, he started visiting neighbors one by one.I don't have many friends in Kanagawa, and I can only send them to my neighbors.He looked at the gate of Yukimura's house across the street.No matter what, it's considered acquaintance, and it's the opposite door, so let's send more from their family!Anyway, let it be left alone, and you can't finish it...

After running again and again, I finally visited all 67 families along the entire Tottori Road.Now that we have everything for the holidays, there is no need to prepare.I wash myself some fruit, then turn on the TV and start changing channels.I happened to see Mori Kogoro on a variety show, which made me roll my eyes involuntarily.He took a bite of the apple and changed the channel!

In the evening, Yukimura's house.

After dinner, Yukimura's mother packed the dishes and brought a large plate of fruit.

"Anada, Jingshi, come and eat some fruit!"

"What a fresh fruit! Did you buy it at the supermarket today?" Yukimura's father asked.

Yukimura's mother smiled softly and said, "You guessed wrong! These fruits were given by the girl who lives across the street."

"Morong-san?" Yukimura was taken aback.

"That's right, it's the girl named Morong Ziyun. She said that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so she sent some fruits from China for us to taste. She sent a big bag! What a nice girl. "

"Really?" Yukimura looked at the lighted window opposite, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.Is her injury all right?

"Jingichi, why didn't you bring Meihui over to play recently? I didn't see you calling on the phone, could it be a quarrel?" Yukimura's mother asked while peeling an apple.

Yukimura took Grape's hand and said flatly, "I broke up with her."

"What?" The fruit knife in Yukimura's mother's hand fell on the table.

Yukimura's father was also surprised.

"Did something happen to you, Jingshi?"

"No, nothing happened between us." Yukimura still said calmly.

"Nothing happened, so why did you break up? Isn't your relationship with Meihui always good?" Yukimura's mother put the apple aside and asked eagerly.

"There's no reason. It's just that I suddenly discovered that it's not suitable."

"Not suitable? Haven't you always gotten along well? Why did you suddenly..."

"Mother!" Yukimura suddenly interrupted his mother's words: "Since Murong-sang specially sent fruit, it would be better for me to pay a visit as well. After all, I can be considered her senior." After speaking, he walked out the door.

"Jingshi! This kid is really..."

"Okay, let them solve the children's affairs by themselves!" Yukimura's father quickly comforted his wife when he saw that he was angry.

"Why let the children solve their own problems? I was going to tell my father about going to Ito's house to propose marriage for Jingshi during the festival tomorrow, but now I tell us that they broke up? Meihui is such a good girl, she must be It's Seiichi's fault. I'm going to find out." Yukimura's mother was about to get up as she said that.

"Calm down. Jingshi is not such an unreasonable person. Don't you know about your own child? Jingshi doesn't want to mention this matter now. Even if you ask now, he won't say anything."

After hearing this, Yukimura's mother sat down again.

"Anada, how could such a thing happen? Originally, I wanted the two of them to settle the marriage first. The marriage between the Yukimura family and the Ito family is beneficial to the family no matter how you look at it. It's rare that Meihui's child is not as old as that. The lady has a temper, so pleasing..."

"Okay, okay, Jingshi is big now, and he has his own ideas about many things. Let him explain this to Dad himself!"

Yukimura's mother nodded helplessly.