I save beautiful girls in Tokyo

Chapter 125 Parents' words are all about temptation 【Subscription】

Sitting side by side with Xiaoxiang opposite Mrs. Inagawa, Makoto Kamiya put his hands on his knees and didn't dare to raise his head.

"He is."

Inagawa Haruka said with a cold face, "He's quite a big man, his skin is thinner than a girl's. I'm not doing anything, so he blushed first."

"Xiaocheng is a gentle person." Mrs. Inagawa pursed her lips and smiled.

Saying so, Jingu Makoto blushed even more.

Inagawa Haruka gave Makoto Jingu a gouged look, "It's still too early to get married, so I'll call you mom after graduation."

'Eh!Don't set the date of marriage without authorization, okay? '

Jingu Makoto dares to think but dare not say.

"I was just 18 years old when I married your father, and I hadn't graduated from high school yet."

Mrs. Inagawa didn't care, "Xiaoxiang is 17 years old this year, and she is going to get married next year anyway. I am anxious to have a grandson."

Feeling his aunt's eyes on his face, Jingong Makoto looked down at the exquisite and gorgeous bowls and chopsticks in front of him, "Didn't you meet the parents, why did it become a wedding discussion!" '

"say something."

The thigh was pinched by a crystal nail.

Jingu Makoto raised his head as if nothing had happened, "Well, getting married too early is not conducive to the healthy physical and mental growth of teenagers."

Mrs. Inagawa leaned back and covered her mouth with a smile.

"What did you use to pass the third grade?"

Staring at Jingu Makoto, Inagawa Haruka couldn't help laughing.

Jingu Makoto was speechless.

"Let's eat." Mrs. Inagawa smiled for a while before signaling, "Xiaocheng, don't be restrained, this is your home, just be more casual."

The three put their palms together and began to eat.

It's casual, it's the first time I have dinner with my future mother-in-law, how can I be casual.

Haruka Inagawa picked up a piece of tuna sashimi, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and placed it on the plate in front of Makoto Jingu.

Shen Gongcheng picked it up carefully, and the more careful he was, the more accidents would happen, and he dropped it on the table with a snap.

Another sharp pinch on the thigh.

When he turned his head in embarrassment, the sashimi on the table had already been cleaned up by the maid beside him.

"Don't be so nervous, try this."

Mrs. Inagawa took a piece of caviar sushi with her serving chopsticks.

Nodding his head in thanks, Makoto Jingu chewed slowly, his eyes lit up, "Auntie's cooking is delicious!"

It sounds like a compliment, but it's from the heart.

He didn't expect Mrs. Inagawa's cooking skills to be so good. He couldn't tell how good the sushi was. Anyway, it was really delicious. He could swear that it was the best sushi he had ever eaten.

"Come on, try this again." Mrs. Inagawa smiled and picked up another piece, "I heard from Xiaoxiang that Xiaocheng is a master chef, and his Chinese cuisine is exquisite. , and the taste is pretty good too.”

"Don't dare."

Shen Gongcheng hurriedly bowed, "Compared with you, it is too far behind, how dare the pearl of rice grains compete with the sun."

"As expected of a top student in the third class."

Mrs. Inagawa covered her mouth with a smile, "Speaking is to attract people to listen."

Being fed the same left piece and right piece by both mother and daughter, Makoto Jingu was full after a meal, and he had exhausted all the compliments.

From the selection of ingredients to the degree of umami, from cooking methods to cups and utensils, and finally even the most classic sentence "high-end ingredients often use the most primitive cooking methods", I finally finished a hard meal.

There are compliments, but Auntie's cooking skills are really amazing.

I have never been to any high-end restaurants, nor have I tasted any high-end cuisine, but judging by his experience in the catering industry of Shikakogogochome in Edogawa District for dozens of months, Mrs. Inagawa's cuisine will never be inferior to the chef's go.

Secretly admired, 'This is the heritage of the Jiu Gong family. '

It seems that Miss Xiaoxiang did not inherit her aunt's food skills.

That's right, the mother and daughter haven't seen each other for ten years, so of course they can't learn the mother's craft.

After dinner, we moved to the tea room.

Mrs. Inagawa made the tea herself, and Jingu Makoto, who didn't understand the various procedures and techniques of the tea ceremony, was still boasting about her aunt's amazing cooking skills.

"It's really that delicious?"

Xiaoxiang tilted her head and looked over.

"Of course!" Jingu Makoto nodded repeatedly.

"That's right."

Xiaoxiang also nodded, "The sushi is from Ono Jiro Sushi Restaurant, the kaiseki dishes are from Matsukawa Kaiseki Restaurant, the steak is from Shensui French Kitchen, and the rice is also steamed by Saito Takashi himself."

"what!"

Jingu was stunned.

I have never heard of Matsukawa kaiseki cuisine or the French kitchen of the soul. Do you know the name of Ono Jiro? Isn’t that the god of sushi at his restaurant where the prime minister invites the president of the United States to dinner!
Mrs. Inagawa on the opposite side of the tea table burst out laughing, and cast a reproachful glance at her daughter, "Xiaoxiang really doesn't show mercy to her mother, she even wants to eat her jealousy."

"Where."

Inagawa Haruka blushed, and retorted, "I'm afraid that he will blow it hard when he goes back. Aunt Tachibana will come to learn art at that time, what will mother do then!"

"Oh."

Mrs. Inagawa suddenly realized, "It's really true, it's Xiaoxiang who thinks well."

"..."

Jingu Makoto didn't dare to interrupt anymore.

"Please forgive me, Xiaocheng."

Mrs. Inagawa smiled and nodded, "Originally Xiaoxiang said you would come today. I prepared it all day, but the food I made was so unpalatable that I couldn't even swallow it. I haven't found a suitable chef yet, so I went out to eat. It was too rude, so I ordered a few restaurants to show off, and Xiaoxiang said otherwise."

After speaking, she covered her mouth and smiled, her movements were gentle and charming, not like a middle-aged woman in her 30s, but like a little girl.

"..."

Jingu Cheng didn't know what to say, so he could only bow slightly.

"Have some tea."

Mrs. Inagawa ordered tea, "I'm not good at cooking, but my aunt is quite confident in the tea ceremony."

While drinking and chatting, they are nothing more than "how is Lingtang's health", "how is Grandpa Inagawa's operation going well", "go to the bird house to try some other day" and other unnutritious topics.

While chatting, Qianhualiu appeared behind Xiaoxiang like a ghost, and handed her the phone.

Inagawa Haruka got up and went out to answer the phone.

After the pilgrimage, the affairs of the Inagawa Group were all on her, and going to school was relaxing instead.

"Accompany Auntie for a walk."

Mrs. Inagawa stood up.

Jingu Makoto also hurriedly stood up.

The two of them walked out of the house, crossed the back corridor bridge, and walked into a small vegetable garden.

It was getting late, and the night was shrouded in darkness. The small vegetable garden among the black pine forests was quiet and peaceful, free from the hustle and bustle of the central area, like a paradise.

Under the illumination of two elegant street lamps, I could see a small furrow with newly soiled soil, a few rows of vegetable seedlings, and I don't know what kind of vegetables were planted. There were quacking in the fence circle next to it, and there were more than a dozen little ducks.

Slowly following behind Auntie Inagawa, Makoto Jingong looked at the small vegetable garden, as if returning to Xiaoqing Village.

Every family in the village looks like this.

Mrs. Inagawa stood outside the duck cage, looking at the fluffy ducklings inside with calm and indifferent eyes.

Jingu Cheng accompanied him to watch, but he didn't dare to speak.

'The preferences of the capitalist class are really elusive. '

Looking up, she hurriedly lowered her head again. Miss Xiaoxiang looks very similar to Auntie, with cute round faces.

'But the character is not like that at all. '

The aunt at that time was really right. In comparison, the future mother-in-law is more like a little girl.

"Xiaoxiang looks like me, and her personality is like her father."

Mrs. Inagawa's voice was calm.

Makoto Jingu was startled.

"Thanks to you, our mother and daughter are reconciled." Mrs. Inagawa turned around and bowed slowly.

Jingu hurriedly returned the gift, knowing what was going on.

"You are my benefactor, and Xiaoxiang loves you so much, I treat you like my son."

Mrs. Inagawa smiled softly, "So I want to remind you, don't betray her, otherwise, your end will be miserable."

(End of this chapter)