I fell asleep with the horse and returned to the cage. When I opened my eyes again, I touched the side and found that the side was empty.
Not only was it empty, but the mat was icy cold, it didn't look like someone had been lying on it at all.
I got up with the horse, looked at the side and touched my cheek: "So it was all my dream?"
After the words were finished, Honami opened the door and came in, and lightly knocked on the wooden beam of the lower door with her knuckles: "Hey, when you get up, go wash up quickly."
After finishing speaking, Honami turned and went out, but Kazuma stopped her: "Wait a while! Let me see what you are wearing."
Honami turned around, and pulled down the hem of the apron, showing it to Kazuma.
He Ma: "When did our family have such an apron?"
"Chiyoko gave it to me in the morning, saying that when I bought gas, the gas station held an event to give out aprons to new users. Although she is not a new user, she still got an apron." Honami explained.
He Ma oh, thinking that his younger sister might be the prototype of Yuzi in "Jade Market".
Just take an apron, not unusual.
Honami turned around, and then asked Kazuma: "How is it?"
"Looks good." He Ma gave a thumbs up, "You look good in anything you wear."
Honami smiled, turned around and was about to leave again, and Kazuma called her again: "Wait!"
She stopped, turned her upper body at a small angle, and turned to look at him.
The curve of the pectoral muscles is perfectly highlighted at this angle.
Kazuma looked at it for two seconds, then turned his gaze back to Honami's face, and asked with a straight face, "Well, we yesterday... that is...was the moonlight beautiful yesterday?"
Honami suddenly showed a mischievous smile: "Is there a moon last night?"
He Ma was stunned: "Is there... right? No, there was moonlight in the yard when we were drinking, and there was a moon last night, yes, yes."
Honami: "Since you have it, be more confident. So, how was the moonlight last night?"
"Well, are you really asking about the moonlight, or are you asking... about user experience?"
"You mean that I should give you a questionnaire to fill out according to the standard user survey form of our Nanjo Consortium's companies?" Honami joked, "The questionnaire ends with this question: Do you have any suggestions for us to improve? and write it below."
He Ma cleared his throat: "I think the method of use should be expanded, and some peripheral products that can help to use can be attached to further improve the user experience... At least I can't use my police equipment every time. After all, police equipment is a thing. It cost taxpayers money.”
Honami laughed.
He Ma was also fully awake at this time, so he complained in a hurry: "You smile too unladyishly, it's the same as going to the UK."
"No way, Mikako was gasping for breath when she laughed, but my breathing is still steady."
I don't know if Mikako sneezed a few times at this time.
He Ma teased a few more words, and then changed the topic: "So I wasn't dreaming last night? Did I really meet the needs of lesbians?"
"Why, are you going to pretend it didn't happen, and then evade responsibility?"
"No such intention." Hema scowled, "Miss Nanjo, no matter what happens in the future, I promise to be responsible to the end."
Honami joked: "Then what if I win the lottery? After all, no one can guarantee that the things sold in the convenience store will not be maliciously pierced."
"I'll accompany you to the hospital." He Ma replied, "Let the doctor point my nose and scold me."
Honami suddenly showed a curious expression, and asked, "Have you never thought about raising your child?"
"I'm not ready to take care of my child yet, and I don't have the confidence to teach him well." He Ma said from the bottom of his heart.
In his previous life, he would be urged to marry whenever he returned home during the Chinese New Year.
One year, his father even reported the children of his relatives to come over. The original intention was to arouse He Ma's longing for the children. Influence.
At that time, I said something extremely lethal to Ma. He said: "Auntie, you two are not as educated as I am, and the salary of the two of you is not as high as mine. How can you have the confidence to raise children?"
After saying this, the faces of the auntie and his wife turned green, and Dad Ma was also very embarrassed.
But the aunt's son didn't care about this. He stared at the Nintendo that he and Ma brought home to play.
So He Ma made a big deal: "Do you want to? Go with your dad. He can buy one with half of a month's salary. He can also give you a store VIP, and there are discounts for buying second-hand cards in the store."
Then He Ma happily watched his nephew turn his head and look at his uncle eagerly. Before he opened his mouth, his uncle slapped the child's face: "Fuck! With your grades, do you still study after buying this?"
The auntie and his wife ran away in despair while educating their son, and Ma Ze turned his head to educate his father: "Why do you have this thing? Dad, think about when I was young, did you worry? When I was young, you beat me. I'm tired of beating you, I'll still fight with you when I grow up, it's bigger than a fist, why bother."
Then his dad walked away with a bad face.
After Ma Hou returned to the company, he bragged about this matter with his colleagues for almost a week. Later, everyone got tired of hearing it, and then changed to the situation in Syria.
In Hema's life, he was just an ordinary white-collar worker in the big city where he worked hard. He usually looked at Zhihu, who made millions of credits, and felt that he was the lowest proletariat in China.
But when he returned to his hometown, he immediately saw what dimension reduction strike was.
As soon as he returned home, the sales representative and horse from his previous life immediately became the top one percent of the population in the small town, who could eat KFC as a meal and order takeaway every day—this is an incredibly rich person in a small town.
So even though he and Ma are annoyed by being urged to marry, they will still go home to see their parents during the Chinese New Year, and replenish their self-confidence while seeing their parents.
In addition, He Ma in his previous life had no resistance to marriage. If he really meets the right one, he would also like to spend the rest of his life with other girls.
The problem is that I can't meet it.
As for children, unless socialization is truly implemented, He Ma will not consider it at all.
His father said every day, "Hurry up and give birth while I can still move, and I will help you with it", but Hema completely ignored it.
He Ma felt that being able to go to 211 and be successful was purely a small probability event. Under normal circumstances, he was at the level of his parents. When he grew up, he could be a civil servant in a small city.
All in all, Hema, who was 30 years old in his previous life, has seriously considered a lot in this regard.
At this moment, he condensed his thinking in his previous life and told Honami.
Honami opened her mouth into an O-shape: "You... have thought about it so much? I was convinced by you..."
He Ma: "Actually, it is normal for fewer and fewer people to have children. In any industrial society, citizens' desire to have children will become lower and lower. Our elders are different because they caught up with World War II.
"World War II stimulated their desire to have children. The emergence of baby boomers after the war may have something to do with PTSD. There was also a smaller wave of baby boomers after the Vietnam War in the United States, but many of these baby boomers didn't know who their father was. who."
Honami frowned: "You're habitually hacking America again, aren't you?"
"I'm actually in Henig."
"It's strange that you are a racist after graduating from the left-wing stronghold of Dongdae."
"No, I'm not. When did stating the facts become racist?" He Ma spread his hands with an innocent face.
At this time, Chiyoko coughed, attracting the eyes of both of them.
"I'm still thinking, Honami went to call my brother and you didn't come back after waking up. I'm afraid it wasn't because I got excited in the morning, and I ran here with the mentality of watching free porn, but boy, are you talking about the Vietnam War baby boom? Talking about racism? Honami, are you going to run for the district councilor in the 23rd wards of Tokyo? Not a member of the Chicago City Council?"
Kazuma laughed and said, "It would be easier for Honami to run for the Chicago legislator, just throw money at it."
Honami sighed: "That's right. Tokyo is much better than the surrounding counties. In those counties with many agricultural areas, the seats will even be hereditary, and it's not easy to spend money."
Kazuma nodded: "Japan is just a feudal country disguised as a modern country. The current state is still the result of the US occupation forces."
Honami interjected: "The 23rd district of Tokyo is already very close to a modern country, mainly reflected in the usefulness of the golden bullet."
Chiyoko shook her head again and again: "I'm really enough, I'm also a college student, but I don't think I'm ready to discuss the national economy and the people's livelihood with people every morning when I open my eyes."
He Ma: "A gentleman should have the world in mind."
"I'm a woman." Chiyoko responded angrily.
Honami: "Don't you want to happily chat with Amo about legal issues every morning?"
"I don't want to. I don't want to at all." Chiyoko shook her head like a rattle.
Hema sighed: "It seems that Xiaoqian has managed to get out of the mud without being stained, and he has not been affected by the strong academic atmosphere that pervades the family at all."
Honami nodded: "This is really difficult. Even Mikako has become a master of international relations. Although she has a better reputation for eating noodles with her nose."
Chiyoko interrupted Kazuma and Honami's chorus with a loud voice: "Whatever you want to say! I'm just a small citizen, and I don't have a world in my heart. Anyway, I'm very satisfied today. Brother, you finally got results. Mom, I'm very pleased."
"Why do you call me brother and mother?"
"Don't pay attention to these details. Since you don't want to warm up in the morning, come out and prepare breakfast. You both have to go to work, and if you don't hurry up, you will be stuck in traffic."
Kazuma stretched his waist, gave a long yawn, and then asked Chiyoko, "Is Tamazamo ready for hangover tea?"
"She cooked it early in the morning and cooled it with an electric fan, just waiting for you to drink it."
Honami: "I've already drank it, and it's really amazing. I still don't want it to disappear, this beneficial mystery."
"But we don't care about this." Hema scratched his head, "Maybe we can turn it from a mystery to a science by analyzing the ingredients. Isn't China doing the thing of turning Chinese medicine into a Chinese patent medicine?" ?”
For example, Banlangen granules, when I was a child, I didn’t think it was very useful. When I grew up, I came out to live by myself, and I found how convenient Banlangen is.
Another example is Ma Yinglong.
Although some poor people are immune to Ma Yinglong, for most people, suppositories are the solution.
It is now 1985, and the research and development of Chinese patent medicines has not yet been fully launched. At this time, Kazuma suddenly began to plan that he could fool Honami into investing in China, conduct scientific tests on Chinese medicines, determine the active ingredients, and then register for patents—
Then I remembered with Ma that I am a Japanese now, and the Japanese test Chinese medicines and preemptively register patents. This story seems familiar.
Chiyoko interrupted Kazuma's thoughts: "Brother! You are in a daze again! I find that you are getting more and more serious now."
He Ma: "Let's diverge our thinking."
After speaking, he began to change clothes.
Honami used to slip away as soon as she saw Kazuma changing clothes, but this time she stood in the room and looked at Kazuma's abdominal muscles openly.
Chiyoko teased at the side: "I told you not to seize the opportunity! What did you guys talk about about the World War II baby boom in the early morning, do you regret it now?"
He Ma took up the words of his sister: "Why, some lesbians are in need again?"
Honai rolled his eyes at him and ran away.
I took one more look at his abs before running.
**
Eat a good meal, equip your horse with your coat, and climb into the cab of the crepe cart parked in the yard.
Tamamo immediately sat in the passenger seat.
Honami had already set off at this time because of the canvassing activity for distributing leaflets at the subway entrance in the morning-this guy stayed at the dojo last night, and it turned out that the dojo was close to the subway station where the leaflets were distributed.
Whatever is needed is incidental.
Kazuma started the car, then waved to Chiyoko who was standing on the edge watching him go out.
Put in gear, speed up, and the car passed through the courtyard gate smoothly.
Yuzao suddenly said: "Today you will continue to track down that Kitamachi police department, right?"
"Basically, that's the case. Of course, if a terrorist suddenly launches an attack on Tokyo, I think I will dispatch it urgently."
Yuzao asked again: "What about the selection of the Rangers?"
"I haven't been notified of the selection yet." He Ma replied, "I really hope that the above will issue an order earlier, so that I can go around Tokyo in a grandiose manner without worrying about being accused of taking fish at work."
"Investigate the case in the name of the chosen person?" Yuzao suddenly smiled, "I suddenly remembered that the Mito Komon also used the name of the chosen concubine to investigate the case everywhere."
Kazuma: "Mito Komon still did this kind of thing?"
"It's done, and he is really choosing a concubine, sleeping with many people, because it is disgraceful to tell it, so whether it is official history or unofficial history, this part has been erased."
He Ma raised his eyebrows: "Since the parties have said so, it must be true."
Honami giggled, then pointed to the sign of the subway station ahead and said, "Put me down there."
"You take the subway too?"
"After all, I don't have a late permit like yours." Yuzao said and glanced at the street, "It feels like it will be completely blocked in a while."
He Ma was speechless: "I think so too."
At that time, Japanese scholars were still arguing in the newspapers whether such a wide road should be built in Tokyo. Is this a waste
Now people in Tokyo just want to ask the planners why they built such narrow roads.
He Ma parked at the entrance of the subway station pointed by Yuzao, Yuzao opened the door and got off the car, and said: "Come on, investigate the case, my dear Mr. Criminal Police."
"I'm no longer a criminal police officer." He Ma muttered.