3 The Decline of the Orange Clan

Author: Paplika

3. The Decline of the Tachibana Family

The Nissan Bluebird separated from the traffic flow in front of Kamakura High School, turned off National Highway 134, and drove onto a narrow and winding uphill road.

It was early spring, and the cherry blossoms on the roadside were in bloom, dyeing the field of vision pink and white.

Ju Qingxue drove the car with concentration, twisting and turning on the mountainside full of high-end residences for more than ten minutes, and finally stopped at a high platform facing the sea.

"We're home, get off the car."

Ju Qingxian jumped out of the car, and when the sound of the car being locked came from behind, he glanced at the building in front of him.

This is a white mansion. Judging from the degree of erosion by the sea wind, it must be hundreds of years old.

The architectural style has a strong Meiji-era Western style, with white walls contrasting with black beams and columns, window sills inlaid with Japanese-style painted glass, and sunny dolls and wind chimes under the eaves.

Next to the gate hangs a wooden sign with the word "Orange" written on it. Under the font is the "Orange pattern", the family emblem of the Tachibana family, carved. The overall look is dignified and delicate, with a profound heritage.

"good."

Tachibana Qingxian is quite satisfied with his new home.

This kind of mansion, which is a mixture of Chinese and Western, with a story-telling, has gone through many hardships, but still has an indescribable artistic atmosphere.

"Stay here for a while, and when you are old enough to go to high school, I will take you to Tokyo." Tachibana Qingxue carried his suitcase and pushed open the green arch covered with vines, and entered the front yard on the stone path.

The yard is lush and quiet, with dandelions and chickweed peeking out from the cracks in the rocks at your feet.

Near the corner, there are several cherry trees in bloom. They are Thousand Island Sakura transplanted from Hokkaido.

It's a pity that this house is beautiful outside, but it's a mess inside. Ju Qingxian is a little dissatisfied. Because even with his current height, he has to be careful of the spider webs above his head when walking on the path.

"If you want some free time, you can help take care of the yard. Mother's body doesn't allow for heavy work."

Ju Qingxue was talking in the front, and bits of sunlight fell from the branches, making her long black hair very dazzling.

Tachibana Qingxian thought of his sister's black hair.

The steps couldn't help but slow down.

Ju Qingxue, who was walking in front, seemed unaware of the movement behind her.

She is taller than the average woman, and her waist-to-hip-to-leg ratio is quite perfect. Just her back view can make people mesmerized.

Ju Qingxian stared at her sexy and charming buttocks for a few times, then coughed slightly and said in a very popular voice: "I reject your proposal."

"Give me a reason." Ju Qingxue raised her chin slightly and looked back, her long black hair swaying as beautifully as waves.

"I want to protect these beautiful palms!" Ju Qingxian raised his two white palms with a serious and solemn expression. "These are a pair of noble hands that are only used to express feelings. They will never be soiled in this life."

, stained by blood and sweat, it cannot even scratch out a blister. It is like the wind, it has no end, it is like death but still alive; it is not lost, it is like decline and prosperity."

A handsome little face, long eyelashes, and fluttering thin eyelids;

——Inexplicable words!

Ju Qingxue sighed tiredly.

Are children today so difficult to deal with?

She had only known him for half a day, and she had already felt tired more times than in the past year combined.

Sometimes, the necessary threat of force can be a good way to solve problems.

Ju Qingxue flexed her wrists twice, then walked towards Ju Qingxian with her long black stocking legs in a hurry.

That slender waist, that plump bust...

As the saying goes: thin branches bear fruit, which is delicious and reduces fire.

"Farewell!"

Ju Qingxian turned around and ran away.

"Stand still!" Ju Qingxue grabbed his collar and asked with a half-smile, "I didn't understand the reason for your refusal just now. Can you say it again?"

"..."

Ju Qingxian blinked his big innocent eyes and said obediently: "I said I have a pair of hard-working hands."

"Qing Xian is good."

Ju Qingxue couldn't help laughing.

As if to prove that she was the head of the family, she pressed his head with one hand and messed up his hair.

Before Tachibana Qingxian was about to get angry, she jumped away and showed him a charming smile that was perfect.

I won't argue with you because you are my sister... Ju Qingxian smoothed her hair and walked up the corridor with a relaxed pace.

On the shoe cabinet at the door, there are two pairs of brand new indoor shoes. Judging from the size, they are undoubtedly for him.

I'm pretty considerate when it comes to fucking my sister.

When you enter the house, the furniture you see is relatively old, but the style is elegant, showing the taste of the owner.

There were two easy chairs in the living room next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a woman in kimono curled up and took a nap there.

Ju Qingxue squatted beside the easy chair and shouted softly: "Mom, I brought Qingxian back."

Mrs. Orange with long black hair trembled her lower eyelids slightly, her slender and weak shoulders slowly turned around, and her snow-white forehead with a hint of sadness appeared in Orange Qingxian's sight.

The skin there is stained with fragile disease, and under this condition, the blood vessels will be particularly bright red.

"Come here and let me take a look." The lady raised her hand gently.

Ju Qingxian leaned over, held the lady's weak hand, opened his mouth and said sweetly, "Mother, I'm back."

"?"

Ju Qingxue frowned.

Boy, this is my mother. Why do you call me so intimate when we just met?

No matter what her daughter thinks, her mother is so sweet anyway.

Twelve-year-old Tachibana Kiyoaki is in the process of transforming from a rosy child into a spirited teenager. He is both handsome and cute.

Those eyes that are always flashing are very smart, and the little face is a little bit childish, which makes people want to pinch it when they look at it.

Mrs. Orange smiled brightly and held his hand tightly: "From today on, we have a boy in our family."

The decadence accumulated on her face due to illness has dissipated a lot, and she looks three to five years younger.

[Your arrival makes Tachibana Yayoi very happy, favorability +50, no points gained; current favorability is 50]

Ju Qingxuan was stunned.

50 favorability is equivalent to the relationship between relatives and friends. This is the first time we meet, so it is too enthusiastic...

Mrs. Tachibana pulled Tachibana Qingxian's hand and motioned him to sit on another easy chair. Then she turned to tell her daughter: "Hurry up and cook, don't make Qing hungry."

"Speak properly and don't make some inexplicable and twisted truths, you know?" Ju Qingxue came over and whispered in Ju Qingxian's ear, "My mother has lung disease. If you are going to make her angry, she will be beaten today."

"

Ju Qingxian turned his back and asked in a low voice: "What's the disease?"

"tuberculosis."

“Isn’t tuberculosis treatable?”

"...drug-resistant tuberculosis." Ju Qingxue's voice was low.

Tachibana Qingxian turned around and looked at his wife.

Her figure and skin are well maintained, and her appearance does not look old, but her spirit is indeed depressed, which must be related to her lung failure.

Drug-resistant tuberculosis refers to tuberculosis that is resistant to anti-tuberculosis drugs.

In this case, treatment of TB will be more difficult, lengthy, expensive, and almost impossible to cure.

When he looked at her, Mrs. Orange smiled weakly and comforted: "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Ju Qingxian turned around again and asked Ju Qingxue: "What kind of medicine is it resistant to?"

Talking about this, Tachibana Qingxue's mood became even lower, and she said feebly like a tennis ball frustrated: "The five first-line anti-tuberculosis drugs are rifampicin, isoniazid, ethambutol, pyrazinamide and streptomycin.

All are tolerated. Second-line rifapentine, linezolid, etc. are also tolerated.”

"It's difficult to handle."

Tachibana Qingxian also sighed.

The first-line drug for tuberculosis is a relatively cheap and effective combination drug.

Full tolerance to first-line anti-tuberculosis drugs means that it can only be treated with more expensive second-line drugs. The cost of buying drugs alone costs over 100,000 yen per month, not including the cost of laboratory tests and radiographs during regular follow-up visits... two

After three years and spending hundreds or tens of millions of yen, there is a high probability that it will not be cured.

"Let's not talk about these unhappy things for now. I'm going to cook for you." A forced smile appeared on Ju Qingxue's face, and she stood up and walked to the kitchen, "My cooking skills are very good, you are lucky."

Mrs. Orange looked at her daughter's back with remorse.

The Tachibana family incurred nearly one billion yen in foreign debt more than ten years ago, and even their ancestral home was forced to be mortgaged to the Matsudaira family to offset the annual interest on the debt; their daughter finally graduated from college with a student loan, but her mother fell ill.

Already...

If she hadn't been dragged down by this family, why would she have agreed to the Tokugawa family's conditions?

The daughter forced a smile.

The mother wept secretly.

at this time.

Ju Qingxian recited silently.

"system……"
Chapter completed!