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Chapter 437 - 207. New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Parents’ Perspective (4)

Chapter 437: 207. New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Parents’ Perspective (4)

After touring the house, the three of them returned to the living room.

Kiyono Lin lost interest in video games and sat by the hearth to read a book.

Dubian Che plugged in "Contra" and started playing levels with Jiutiao Meijie.

"We’ll take the water route."

"Meiji, do you want this S bullet?"

"There’s an invincibility item here, you want it? Ah, it’s gone."

After finishing "Contra," they played "Ninja Turtle 2" and "Hot Blooded Fighting." Jiutiao Meijie got sleepy and lay down to sleep.

Dubian Che played "Heavy Armored Soldier" by himself.

About two hours later, at twilight, Mrs. Dubian finally returned.

Misezawa Village was far from the nearest town.

"Little Che, come help Mom peel peas!"

"Sure!"

"I’ll help too," Kiyono Lin said as she started to get up.

"No, no, Lin, you sit."

"Come over here, Che," Mrs. Dubian called out as she headed for the kitchen.

After a while, seeing no sign of Dubian Che, Mrs. Dubian called out again.

"Little Che—?"

"I’m coming, coming!"

After another while, Mrs. Dubian stormed out of the kitchen.

"Little Che, what are you doing?" his mother scolded.

The two girls also looked towards Dubian Che.

"I’m almost done," Dubian Che said, absorbed with the controller, "I’m about to get the red wolf tank!"

"..."

Mrs. Dubian walked over and turned off the TV.

"Ah—my tank! My life’s dream! Mom, what are you doing?"

"We have guests; can’t you be a bit more diligent? Come help!"

Dubian Che reluctantly stood up from the blanket and left the living room following Dubian Zhi towards the kitchen.

"Kiyono said she’d do it. Just let her."

"Let the guest work while you lie there playing games? How did I raise you?"

"We can’t just let them freeload, right?"

"What are you thinking all day? Planning to charge them? Once you’re done with the peas, go pull some carrots from the garden."

"Red carrots, white carrots?"

"Whichever Lin and Meiji prefer..."

The two in the living room could hear this mother-son exchange.

When dinner was almost ready, Dubian Che’s father returned.

A quiet man known for his boisterous claims when drinking with village men, he always wore worn rubber shoes—his name was Dubian Hengxiong.

"Dad, did you go out for delivery?"

"Hmm," Dubian Hengxiong nodded.

He took off his shoes, showing little reaction to his son, who had been in Tokyo for half a year.

"I brought my girlfriend this time."

"Hmm."

"And a classmate."

Dubian Hengxiong remained silent, just nodding in acknowledgment.

"You two, come help with the dishes!" Mrs. Dubian’s voice called from the kitchen.

"Got it!" Dubian Che responded.

Dubian Hengxiong, without a word, walked to the kitchen with Dubian Che.

That’s the kind of man Dubian’s father was, silent but heartfelt.

Even so, he would send rice paddy ducks to his son in Tokyo.

During dinner, as Dubian Che introduced the two girls, his father barely reacted.

Compared to Kiyono Lin, he said one extra thing to Jiutiao Meijie:

"Che has troubled you."

Dubian Che really wanted to tell his father that Jiutiao Meijie had caused him much more trouble than he did to her.

"Alright, let’s eat now," Mrs. Dubian said with a laugh.

On the wooden long table, Dubian’s father sat at the head, Mrs. Dubian and Kiyono Lin on one side, and Dubian Che and Jiutiao Meijie on the other.

The two girls sat facing each other.

Before saying "Let’s eat," Jiutiao Meijie looked at her place setting.

"Is this new?" she asked.

Mrs. Dubian, puzzled, responded without thinking, "No"

Jiutiao Meijie’s gaze turned to Dubian Che.

"I was just about to switch mine with yours." Dubian Che switched their bowls and plates, "These are mine, no one else has used them."

Seeing the different designs on Dubian’s parents’ settings, Jiutiao Meijie nodded in satisfaction.

Dubian Zhi watched the scene, his eyes hinting something to his father.

Dubian’s father pretended not to notice.

"Let’s eat."

After expressing gratitude for the food, they began to enjoy the dinner.

Dubian Che took a bite of rice and two of the dishes, then asked the girls, "Are you used to the food?"

"It’s okay," Jiutiao Meijie said,

Kiyono Lin took a small sip of the radish stew and ate some fried mushrooms, contentedly saying:

"Fresh vegetables, tender and delicious, I love it."

"Eat more if you like; there’s more in the kitchen," Mrs. Dubian said happily.

"Thanks, auntie, I might really go for a second helping," she said, then slightly troubled, "But it might make me gain weight, better not."

"You’re so skinny; I think you should gain at least ten more pounds to be normal," Dubian Che said.

"Mr. Dubian, you wouldn’t understand a girl’s concerns about weight...ugh, stink!" Kiyono Lin frowned, covering her nose.

Dubian’s father, who was stirring natto, stood frozen.

Mrs. Dubian slammed the table, laughing heartily, embodying the spirit of a countrywoman.

"This..." Dubian’s father, unsure of what to do, said without much thought, "It’s homemade, very tasty, would you like some?"

Kiyono Lin shook her head vigorously, "Sorry, I can’t handle natto."

"Well..." Dubian’s father hesitated, ready to abandon the forty-year habit of having natto at each meal.

"Please don’t mind, uncle," Kiyono Lin said, pinching her nose, her voice a bit distorted, "I’ll get used to it soon."

After hesitating for three seconds, Dubian’s father continued to stir the natto, then scooped it into his rice bowl.

"Ahahaha!" Mrs. Dubian laughed uncontrollably, "Lin, you’re too cute!"