Chapter 305 (2/2)

However, Zhishu didn't care. He went straight through Youzhen and saw that a simple breakfast had been placed on the table in the living room.

A cup of hot milk and a plate of vegetable salad.

”When did our food become so vegetarian?”

Zhishu asked unexpectedly. Although it was just breakfast, because he used to exercise a lot, qiannai often fried some pork chops for him.

Youzhen also came out from behind the wisdom tree, shrugged and said, ”because sister qiannai and I have to keep fit. We don't like meat very much. Besides, you came back so suddenly... ”

”In fact, in a sense, vegetarianism can't keep us ninjas in shape.”

Zhishu opened the chair, made it, and put the spinach in his mouth with chopsticks. Suddenly there was an impulse to cry in Zhishu's heart.

Zhishu looked at the tomato on his chopsticks and stood for a long time.

This is

This is not a bug.

”Hey, brother, are you all right?” Youzhen looked at the stunned wisdom tree and even looked at the tomato in front of him. Tears swirled in his eyes.

I couldn't help but stretch out my tender little hand to Zhishu's eyes and shake it up and down.

But at this time, Zhishu woke up from this short feeling, stuffed the bright red tomato on the chopsticks into his mouth, and then asked, ”by the way, speaking of sister qiannai, she went to the hospital, didn't she?”

”Well, yes, you still remember what sister qiannai does.”

Zhishu bit his chopsticks and said helplessly, ”don't exaggerate. I've only been away for a year...”

Youzhen pouted her lips and looked discontented, but then she seemed to think of something, so she turned her head and looked at vortex Zhishu, ”by the way, brother, do you have any contacts with the people of the Japanese family?”

”Why do you ask this?” Zhishu saw Youzhen pressing his hand on the table, leaned towards him, looked up at him and looked like an interrogation.

”Ask you to say, why so ink?”

From the real expression, but there was no moderation, it was still the serious expression staring at Zhishu.

Japanese people?

This question never comes to mind in Zhishu's mind.

”So... Does geningci and hatada count?”

”I have a holiday with you.”

Zhishu said tentatively, ”to Qingmu?”

”Alive.”

”Then there's no...” Zhishu looked sure. There were not many Japanese people who had dealings with him.

Moreover, this family can be regarded as a mysterious family among Muye, because they have the exact family residence like the original yuzhibo family.

It is not scattered around the leaves like ordinary civilians.

”Really not?” You Zhen still looks distrustful.

Zhishu couldn't help feeling innocent and wronged, ”why did I lie to you? What the hell happened? ”

Youzhen replied, ”well, in the year you left, people of the same family often came home to ask about you.”

”Huh?”

Zhishu feels very strange.

But Youzhen continued, ”and their tone towards sister qiannai doesn't seem to be particularly friendly...”

Zhishu also frowned, pressed his chopsticks on the table and asked, ”how could this happen?”