1984, July 3, evening.
The sun sets in the west, and the clouds on the horizon are like burning flames, decorating the originally monotonous sky with colorful decorations. Everyone who witnesses this beautiful landscape has a bright smile on their faces, and a sense of pride rushes into their hearts. Yunxiao.
Why?
Rich and arrogant!
The area where you can see this landscape now is Dongguan, the capital of the country where the per capita GDP last year was as high as 11,000 U.S. dollars. Although the per capita GDP cannot represent an individual's income, you think the per capita GDP is so high, and the personal income will be low. ? What's more, this is the capital!
Therefore, people have the qualifications to be arrogant.
At this moment, the entrance to the courtyard of a large house with the surname "Shirahama" in Togabeido City.
"Honey, after the child is born, I will apply to be transferred back to the country. Then our family will live happily in our new home." A handsome young man with short black hair looked at the woman in front of him tenderly, in his dark eyes A beautiful woman was reflected in her pupils.
The beauty has brown hair and red eyes, and her long hair is shawl. As the evening breeze blows, she has an indescribable charm that deeply attracts the man. He can't help but hold her in his arms.
"Yeah." The woman smiled and nodded while stroking her fairly flat belly, and fell into the man's arms.
While the two were in love, a couple who looked older than them were looking at them in the yard. Among them, the husband, Shirahama Motoji, who was tall, tall and strong, with an upright look on his face, suddenly turned his back and pressed his finger with his thumb. He pressed down, wiped away the tears that were about to overflow from the corner of his eyes, and said with emotion: "Ah, it's so sweet. It feels like watching a love movie, but my brother-in-law's promise seems a bit..."
Shirahama Saori frowned slightly, poked her husband with her elbow, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Ah ha ha~" Shirahama Motoji scratched the back of his head with his right hand and laughed, "Movies are movies, reality is reality, and reality doesn't have so many heart-wrenching routines."
While speaking, the man and woman at the door of the yard finally stopped spreading dog food. The woman turned her head slightly and shouted to two of the three young children, a man and two women, who were playing in the corner of the yard: "Miyako, Akong, come here quickly. .”
The little girl named Miyako is about six or seven years old. She has short orange hair, red pupils, a delicate and cute face, gentle and quiet. I felt pity for her. The afterglow of the sunset fell on her, and she was like a little angel. dance to tune.
When she heard her mother's call, she immediately stopped playing, looked at the little boy and girl who were still playing, and whispered softly: "Akong, mother is calling us... Cousin, we are going over. .”
"Meow Nei~" Akong, a little boy with black hair, about four or five years old, a tiger-like head and a tiger-like brain, who is more cute than handsome, stared at his big black eyes, with some unfinished thoughts in his eyes, but he still followed his sister obediently. .
Another girl who is slightly two years older than Miyako is the daughter of Shirahama Saori and Shirahama Motoji. Her name is Shirahama Honoka. She looks very lively. She jumps behind the two siblings, but remains silent. Keeping the distance, he did not move closer, and looked at his parents behind him from time to time.
Miyako brought Akong to her parents, hiding behind her mother shyly, grabbing her mother's skirt, leaning out half of her body to look at her father.
Akong raised his head, holding a model of the Gomera monster in his hand. He opened his big eyes and carefully looked at the man in front of him. This man looked a little dark against the light. Well, he was so tall...
The brown-haired woman looked at the reaction of her children and was speechless. She couldn't help but said: "Miyako, Akong, please say goodbye to daddy quickly..."
Before Miyako could speak, Akong was the first to make a confused sound, "Dad? Is it really dad? Not uncle?"
Brown-haired woman: "..."
Mr. and Mrs. Shirahama: "..."
Shirahama Honoka stopped walking, and a series of question marks flashed across her head. Is there a problem with my own cognition, or is there a problem with my little cousin's cognition?
The black-haired man was stunned, and then his heart surged with thousands of emotions. He knelt down and reiterated solemnly and helplessly, "Akong, I am dad... Don't worry, dad will spend more time with you in the future. If everything goes well, I can apply to be transferred back to my country after this time."
The brown-haired woman flicked Akong's forehead neither gently nor hard, and said angrily and funnyly: "Really, it's been several times, and you still can't remember your father? Even if you are face-blind, it seems that you are only targeting women. Come on...have you forgotten who gave you the toy in your hand?"
Akong scratched his head, frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Miyako for help, "Nyaunai..."
Miyako blinked at him, looked at each other, and nodded silently.
Finally, under the tired guidance of the brown-haired woman, her two darlings finally said goodbye to their husbands, but they felt somewhat desolate as they watched their husbands leave.
"Alas~" The brown-haired woman sighed.
She, Chizuru Hoshino, is 27 years old this year. Counting the one in her belly, she is already the mother of three children. As for why she has three children... I can only say that her husband spends less time with her than she does, which is a rare occasion. When we get along, accidents will happen, so after seven years of marriage, we have three more children.
Precisely because there are more children, the burden is also greater. Although everyone is quite wealthy now, as parents, we must not think about the future of our children. Things such as food, clothing, housing, and schooling all require money!
Fortunately, I and my husband have some ability. Through hard work and without spending a penny from their parents, they bought a house that belongs to them. They are currently building and renovating it. From this point of view, they can be regarded as late adopters.
However, having a home of your own is only the foundation, and it is also the easiest thing to solve. The subsequent training of children is the real important thing, and it cannot be careless.
Shaking his head and putting aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, Hoshino Chizuru looked at his son Akora who was carelessly playing with Gomera toys, and then at his cute daughter Miyako beside him, who was a little worried about him. She knelt down, touched her daughter's silky hair, and said happily: "Miyako, you are really your mother's little angel."
At the same time, she was extremely satisfied in her heart. Her child was too sensible. It seemed that she only had to worry about that bastard in the future, and Miyako didn't need to worry about it at all.
Gongzi will be a good daughter and sister. When she grows up, I will definitely be very relaxed. I really want to see what Gongzi will look like when she grows up. I think she will be slim, dignified and generous. I don’t know how she will be. How many outstanding boys have been attracted...
Hoshino Miyako's bright eyes reflected the setting sun, blooming with holy brilliance. When her mother touched her head, she narrowed her eyes with enjoyment and showed an angelic smile, which healed people's hearts.
