Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

“It won’t work.”

When Yuuchi Hidekazu heard the noise, he quickly ran to the left behind Kudo Yukiko, looked down at the photo, shook his head in boredom, and explained rationally:

"The uncle Yifang in the photo is too young. We can't judge whether the uncle Yifang in the family now is real or fake based on this photo."

"And he was wearing a baseball cap that almost covered half his face."

Keiko Yuuchi stood behind Yukiko Kudo to the right, with her arms folded, looking at the photo in silence, and complained in a general manner:

"It is even more impossible to judge whether the uncle Yifang in the family is real or fake."

“This photo is really nostalgic.”

Hiromi Yuuchi stood to the right of Yukiko Kudo, elegantly took the photo she handed over, looked down, and said with fond memories:

"These are photos from the Toyoshira-cho baseball tournament from several decades ago."

"Ah, I remember that!"

Kudo Yukiko looked at Yuuchi Hiromi with great joy and said with a happy smile:

"Back then, you and I were in the audience cheering for Uncle Yoshifusa~!"

"Speaking of baseball games, I remember..."

Hiromi Yuuchi recalled briefly and narrated gently:

"Back then, a base runner who accidentally bumped into Uncle Yoshifusa scratched his foot with his spikes, causing him to suffer serious injuries."

"Oh, yes."

Kudo Yukiko nodded in approval and described elegantly:

"Uncle Yoshifusa said...the doctor gave him several stitches on his wound."

The voice just fell.

"Eh?"

Dongfang Haoyue put his hands behind his back and clasped them together. He looked at Kudo Yukiko in surprise and suggested cutely:

"In that case, why don't we just check if Grandpa Yifang has any scars on his body?"

"what?"

Kudo Yukiko and Tayouchi Hiromi looked at Dongfang Haoyue at the same time and made silly sounds at the same time.

Kudo Shinichi raised his hands, looked at Haoyue with joy, and said with a smile:

"Haoyue is right~!"

at the same time.

"Oh!"

Yoshiyuki Yuuchi clapped his hands, and with a "Pa!" sound, he looked at Dongfang Haoyue in surprise and praised sincerely:

"What a great idea!"

"Hahaha~"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at everyone, holding the back of his head with his right hand, and said modestly with embarrassment:

"It's nothing for me, it's all because of my parents' good teaching~"

"Hahaha~~~"

Yukiko Kudo was so happy.

She put her arm around Dongfang Haoyue's shoulders, looked at everyone as if she was showing off her own child, and praised with a smile on her face:

"My Xiaoyue is the smartest~~~!"

"what......"

Kudo Shinichi looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Yukiko at a loss, and in his heart he covered his face with one hand and complained unspeakably:

"Mom and Haoyue are not relatives but they are better than family...!"

"But then again."

Yuuchi Hidekazu looked at Kudo Yukiko rationally and asked for her advice carefully:

"Who should we send to check if Mr. Yoshifusa has any wounds on his feet?"

"That's it."

Keiko Tsuchiuchi folded her arms, looked at everyone nonchalantly, and echoed in a playful tone:

"Who should I send?"

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After a short time.

An open-air corridor adjacent to the courtyard.

Except for Machiko Ayauchi, Yoshifusa Ayauchi and Carlos, everyone gathered in the corridor.

"Hiromi~"

Yukiko Kudo stood on the floor of the corridor, her right hand lightly pressing her collar, her left hand five fingers together, covering her red lips, looking elegantly at Hiromi Ayauchi who was leaning against the bedroom door of Yoshi Ayauchi's room half a meter in front of her, and said solemnly and resolutely:

"Good luck!"

"Good, good."

Hiromi Yuuchi held two cups of hot tea on white ceramic plates in both hands and placed them in front of her chest. She responded nervously, withdrew her nervous gaze from Kudo Yukiko, and mustered up the courage to look at the tightly closed sliding wooden doors.

Hiromi opened the wooden door with her left hand, walked in with a tray in hand, and what came into view was...

Not far to the front right, Yoshifusa Yarouchi was sitting cross-legged on a dark green cushion next to a short rectangular wooden table, holding a large newspaper in both hands. The ceramic ashtray on the wooden table in front of him was filled with cigarette smoke.

Carlos sat cross-legged in front of the right side of the charity room, facing the wooden table, his hands clenched into fists and placed on his legs, quietly and silently watching Hiromi Yuuchi who was closing the door.

Hiromi closed the wooden door, knelt elegantly on the tatami, looked at Yoshifusa Yuuchi with a smile, and asked in a way that seemed like a suggestion but was actually a moral blackmail:

"Uncle, would you like a cup of tea~?"

"Oh, thank you for your hard work."

Yoshifusa Yuuchi put down the newspaper slightly, turned to look at Hiromi Yuuchi, and smiled friendly.

Hiromi smiled slightly, stood up and pretended to fall, then threw herself at Yoshifusa's feet with the tray in her hand, and cried out in a panic:

"what!!"

"Shh!"

A cup of hot tea fell onto the tray by inertia and splashed accurately onto Yoshifusa Yuuchi's feet.

Yifang was suddenly attacked by the hot tea, and his body suddenly leaned back, and he couldn't help but howl in pain:

"Hot, hot, hot!!!"

“Ah, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”

Hiromi Yuuchi apologized hastily and hurriedly, put the tray down on the wooden table, quickly picked up the ceramic cup that had rolled onto the brown tatami and placed it back on the wooden table.

She knelt down beside Yoshifusa's left leg, lifted up Yoshifusa's left trouser leg which was stained with hot tea, and pretended to comfort him:

"I will now..."

As Hiromi Yuuchi was talking, she was suddenly surprised to find that Yoshifusa Yuuchi's left foot had no scar, and she subconsciously murmured:

"No......"

Before Yuuchi Hiromi finished her words, she lifted up Yuuchi Yoshifusa's left trouser leg and carefully observed his left foot. She was extremely shocked and excited and said:

"Without that scar!!!"

"what?!"

Yoshiyuki Ayauchi was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping. He opened the door angrily and glared at Yoshifusa Ayauchi with anger.

"scar?"

Yoshifusa Yuuchi looked at Hiromi Yuuchi in astonishment, and sat up with difficulty. He slowly lifted up his right trouser leg, revealing the linear scar, and confirmed calmly:

"You mean this scar?"

The Yannei family members gathered outside the door, and upon hearing this, they all looked at Yannei Yifang's right leg. Their pupils suddenly shrank, and their indignation instantly subsided by 90%.

Hiromi Yuuchi looked at Yoshifusa's right leg in silence, speechless for a moment.

Yoshifusa Yuuchi looked down at the scar and recounted the past with nostalgia:

"Thirty years ago, in a baseball game, I was defending first base, but the base runner accidentally scratched my right foot with his spikes."

"Really."

Yoshiyuki Tarouchi looked at Yoshifusa Tarouchi speechlessly and complained unhappily:

"He actually has scars!"

"So he is indeed Yoshifusa Yatouchi?"

Keiko Yuuchi stood to the left of Yoshiyuki Yuuchi, looking at Yoshifusa Yuuchi with narrowed eyes, and complained in her heart:

"In this case, our share of the inheritance may be reduced a lot!"