My girlfriend is a bad lady

That was because Toru Watanabe was not used to the whole family taking a bath in one bathtub, so he asked his parents to help build it.

Although it is a little small, thanks to it, the bathing problem of the two young ladies was solved.

"We are very tired today. You should go to bed early and sleep in tomorrow. I will take you around the village."

"OK, good night."

Watanabe Toru went downstairs, wanting to chat with his parents for a while before going to bed.

For fear of disturbing the two people upstairs, he walked lightly and when he reached the living room, he heard his parents' conversation.

"His father, what do you think of Meiji's child?"

Toru Watanabe did not go in and hid outside the living room.

"What's going on?" asked Watanabe's father.

"That child seems to dislike us," said Watanabe's mother.

"Where do you look down on me?"

"Can't you see? She never touches anything we use, like towels and chopsticks. Today, I helped Xiao Che clean up the room, and when I came back, I saw that the quilt on the stove had been replaced with a new one."

"Why do you care if she dislikes it or not? She lives with Archer, as long as she doesn't dislike Archer."

"But we are Xiaoche's parents."

"Will Archer live with us in this countryside in the future?" asked Watanabe's father.

"Of course not. How is that possible? Che can't learn from Reiko."

Lingzi is an older young woman in the village.

After graduating from university, I didn't find a job and ran back from Osaka to farm.

Later, when the school teacher retired, she took over and got a formal job. She lived a lazy life every day and did not get married.

You can't blame her for getting married.

There are no young men in the village. If she wants to get married, the only option left is to marry an old man, Toru Watanabe, who is a dozen years younger than her.

Watanabe's mother did not look down on Reiko, they even had a very good relationship. She just didn't want Watanabe Toru to be like her.

With the declining birthrate today, perhaps starting with Toru Watanabe's generation, no young people will live in Misawa Village.

Since they were leaving anyway, she hoped that Watanabe Toru could go to Tokyo and find a comfortable and high-paying job.

"That's all right, isn't it?" Watanabe's father said calmly, "City people look down on country people, and it's not just Meiji, but she can accept Archer, doesn't that mean she likes him very much? Isn't it enough for two people to like each other when they are together?"

"But I saw that kid ordering Xiao Che around."

Watanabe's father did not deny it and said, "It's good to have someone to look after Archer."

"But isn't that too much? Didn't you hear the tone of her voice? It was like she was giving orders to a servant."

"Archer is handsome and excellent in every aspect. If your wife is not strong, I don't know what kind of trouble she will cause in the future."

"How could my son do something like that!"

"I'm sorry, Mom." Watanabe Toru, who was eavesdropping outside the living room, apologized silently in his heart.

He didn't want to do that kind of thing at first and wanted to be a loyal person. He rejected Asuka Mai several times for this, but in the end, he had no choice.

"He doesn't do anything, but women do it. He can reject one, reject two, but can he guarantee to reject all women?" said Watanabe Tsuneo.

"That's true." Watanabe agreed unwillingly.

The living room was silent for a while.

Toru Watanabe was about to pretend to have just arrived and walk in.

"His father, what do you think of Xiao Lin's child?"

The mother's low voice made Watanabe Toru stop again.

"What a cute child." Watanabe's father replied perfunctorily.

Watanabe's mother was very interested and said with a slightly excited tone:

"I think the child is very nice, polite, cute, and quiet, and he gets along well with Xiao Che."

"Ah."

"And I think she can control Xiao Che as well."

"You blame Miki for being mean to Archer, but I think this is what we should do," said Watanabe's father.

"You think Xiaolin is not good?" Watanabe lowered his voice, "I would rather have her as my daughter-in-law."

After saying this, Watanabe laughed with joy, as if she had already seen Kiyono Rin calling her mother.

"Archer's own business, the future is his own." This is what Watanabe's father thinks about the matter.

"I'll find a chance to ask Xiaotetsu what he thinks of Xiaolin."

That’s the end of the conversation between the two beautiful girls.

Watanabe Eda asked about her husband's delivery during the day, and then talked about preparations for the New Year and discussed buying some more expensive ingredients to entertain Kujo Miki and Kiyono Rin.

Until Watanabe Toru returned to Tokyo, Watanabe Eda did not ask him about Kiyono Rin.

Perhaps her husband's previous words made her unsure of what kind of answer she wanted to hear from Watanabe Toru.

December 26th was Toru Watanabe's first day back in Iwate Prefecture.

He got up early and took a part-time job as a postman.

He started this job after he entered junior high school in order to buy expensive tutoring books.

Before he did this, and after he stopped doing this, Misawamura's postman had always been his father.

Now he continues to work just to let his parents know that he is a hard-working child and they don't need to worry too much about him.

Besides, he was used to getting up early and finding something to do.

Before dawn.

Honda Cub walked through the path in the field, crossed the small bridge over the stream, and walked along the mountain road with towering trees on both sides. The cold wind blew on Watanabe Toru's face.

"Ah, my love has gone with the south wind——"

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After changing the pillow, Qingye Rin fell asleep very late and woke up very early in the morning.

After opening my eyes, I didn't hear any sounds from Tokyo. I could hear birds singing outside the window and the steady breathing of Kujo Miki beside me.

She got up quietly, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.

Watanabe's mother is making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Xiao Lin?" Hearing the footsteps, Watanabe's mother raised her head, "You got up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Good morning, Auntie." After saying hello, Qing Ye Lin explained, "I can't sleep well after changing the pillow."

"What should we do then?" Watanabe's mother was very worried and stopped what she was doing.

"It's okay, it only takes one night and it will be ready the next day." This is the experience gained from the wind orchestra's summer training.

"That's good." Watanabe's mother nodded reassuringly and continued to prepare the food.

Qingye Rin walked over, rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white wrists, and helped wash the vegetables.

After a while, she asked, "Where's Watanabe?"

For some reason, Watanabe's mother seemed happy that she asked.

"The boy went to deliver the letter."

"Deliver a message?"

"Yes, I work as a postman. All the reference books that Xiao Che used in junior high school were bought with the money he saved from this job."

Qingye Rin nodded.

"Auntie Eda, what kind of child was Watanabe-san when he was young?"

"He..."

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A melodious flute sound came from afar.

On a high ridge in the field, a girl with a bob haircut was practicing facing the rising sun.

"So hardworking?" Toru Watanabe parked the Honda Syaoran in front of the girl.

Ayako Honma put down her flute and looked at him suspiciously: "Watanabe?"

"It's me." Toru Watanabe took off his helmet and rested his elbows on the handlebars.

"When did you come back!" Ayako Homma patted Toru Watanabe's shoulder hard.

If this had happened a year ago, Toru Watanabe would have been holding his shoulders and crying in pain.

"Yesterday." Watanabe Toru looked at the silver flute in her hand, "What's going on?"

"What else could it be? Next year I will be a senior in high school, and it will be my last semester. I must make it to the national competition and leave no regrets in my youth."

"Ah." Watanabe Toru looked at the blue sky in boredom, "I'm the best in the country in my first year, what should I do next?"

"You want to die, don't you?!"

"Isn't this Archer?" A middle-aged man carrying a hoe came from the direction of Ayako Homma's house.

"Uncle Honma," Toru Watanabe turned around and took out a letter from his bag, "There's a letter for you."

Uncle Honma took the letter, muttered "another water and electricity bill", raised his head and said to Watanabe Toru:

"Archer, I heard that you won first place in some trumpet competition?"

"It's not first place, just the gold medal," Ayako Homma corrected.

"The gold medal means first place!" Uncle Honma retorted in a tone of 'daughter, stop talking nonsense'.

"Yes, I am the first." Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

Ayako Honma curled her lips.

Uncle Honma put the letter in his pocket, patted Watanabe Toru on the shoulder, and praised:

"Really smart people are different. Even if you go to Tokyo, you can still stand out. I have long seen that you are a genius."

"There there."

"Come to my house later. The persimmon cakes your aunt made this year are very sweet."

"I will definitely go." Watanabe Toru put on his helmet, "Uncle Honma, I'm going to deliver the letter."

"it is good!"

"Ayako, come on, don't leave any regrets in your youth~"

Ayako Honma kicked the rear wheel of Honda Syaoran.

After delivering the letter, Toru Watanabe returned home and smelled the aroma of breakfast.

"Mom, I'm so hungry. Are you not feeling well yet?" Toru Watanabe took off his helmet while shouting that he was hungry.

"It's almost done." Watanabe replied without even looking up, "Are you cold from riding a bike?"

"It's okay, just my feet are a little cold."

Watanabe Toru put on his indoor shoes and walked into the kitchen.

Kiyono Rin rolled up her sleeves and was helping to stir the stew.

She wore a light pink loose sweater and a beige ankle-length skirt, and her hair was tied up in a loose bun, sticking to her back.

She looks gentle and leisurely, very beautiful.

"Get up so early? Oh, by the way," Toru Watanabe remembered something, "Mom, Kiyono only eats half-boiled eggs, don't fry them all."

After saying that, he looked at Qingye Rin, ready to ask her why she got up so early.

As a result, Qingye Rin was looking at him with a smile, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru asked her curiously, "My hair is messy?"