The fragrance of osmanthus in the backyard can be smelled from a distance. The Mid-Autumn Festival is three days away. The festival is approaching, the forced dating incident has been successfully resolved, and no one has been following me recently, so I am not in a good mood.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was packing my things and getting ready to go back to Kanagawa. Because I have to worship the moon and worship my ancestors during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I have to go back to my hometown to celebrate. The ancestral hall for worshiping ancestors’ tablets is only available in my hometown, and no villas are built. I was just about to leave for the subway.

Station, but suddenly received a call from China.

From China? Who could it be? He pressed the answer button and said in Chinese: "Hello, Murong Ziyun, who is this?"

"Is it the young lady? My subordinate Jun Xing has been ordered by the general manager to deliver Mid-Autumn fruits to the young lady. Now my subordinates are at Tokyo Narita Airport and would like to ask the young lady where to transport the fruits."

Jun Xing? He seems to be the grandson of Jun Yi, the chief steward of Murong Villa in Suzhou, China! Come here to deliver fruits? It seems that my mother mentioned it in her diary. If you need anything, you can directly tell the steward grandpa and have someone deliver it directly from China.

Come here. Sweat! Just one sentence and I will deliver the goods directly on a special plane. I always thought it was just bragging, but I didn’t expect it to really work!

"Then you should send it to Tokyo Villa first! I'll wait here. It's troublesome!"

"It is my duty to serve the young lady!"

I hung up the phone and sat down in the lobby. Why do I feel like what I said just now sounds so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it.

In less than twenty minutes, five luxurious white BMWs and a large truck drove onto the Tokyo Prefectural Highway. Three opened the road and two stopped behind, firmly protecting the truck in the middle. This rare formation attracted

Many people looked sideways.

I stood at the door and saw the motorcade parked in front of me and was speechless for a moment. It was such a huge undertaking to deliver fruit. If the white car had been replaced by black, the police might have thought it was a gang transporting arms!

A group of people got out of the car, including the truck driver. There were exactly ten people. Except for a seventeen-year-old boy who got off the first car, who was wearing white casual clothes, the other nine people were all dressed in black.

As soon as ten handsome young men with black hair and black eyes, over 1.8 meters tall and imposing, appeared, they caused a burst of screams from the girls who came chasing the car to watch. However, the group of culprits treated the audience like nothing.

He was completely unmoved, not even squinting his eyes to the side.

Well trained!

I was about to go over and ask who Jun Xing was. But the young man in white casual clothes and others suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of me.

"Jun Xing of Murong Villa, leading the 13th Team of the Dragon Guard and others, have met the young lady!"

My feet that were about to step out were stopped, and the corners of my eyes twitched. Looking at the handsome guys kneeling in front of me, I was completely stunned. What on earth is going on? Why didn't my mother write clearly in her diary? Why is Murong Villa so happy?

This set?

There was a burst of whispers all around. Apparently the others couldn't understand Chinese and didn't know what he said. But they all understood their respectful actions and were guessing what was going on.

I calmed myself down, cleared my throat, and stretched out my hand and raised it slightly like what was shown on TV.

"No need to be polite, get up!"

I don’t dare to say the emperor’s special term Ping Shen, although this scene is very suitable...

"Thank you, young lady!" everyone shouted in unison.

Jun Xing handed over a note with gold edges: "Little Miss, this is the gift list, please take a look."

I took it and said, "Let's go in first!" Then, amidst the doubtful eyes of the gradually increasing number of spectators around me, I took the lead in escaping into the vermilion door.

Jun Xing hurriedly followed in. The two people at the end consciously stood guard on both sides of the door.

I walked into the hall and sat on the main seat, waving to them: "Sit wherever you want!"

Jun Xing hesitated for a moment, thanked him, and sat down first.

I opened the gift sheet and looked at it, and the units inside were actually boxes. No wonder it had to be packed in such a big truck. I flipped through it and found two pages. How long would I have to eat all this fruit by myself?

"Keep two-thirds first and send the rest to Kanagawa!"

"Yes! I obey!" After Jun Xing said this, he waved and everyone went out to move things.

Seeing those handsome guys reduced to porters, I suddenly felt guilty, maybe I would be cursed by the girls who were watching. A drop of cold sweat broke out on my head.

Ten minutes later, I sat in the striking white BMW at the front, with a row of striking motorcade behind me. The snow-white color was particularly eye-catching on the highway...

There were only two people in the first car, Jun Xing and me, so he could only be driving. He is not yet an adult! Does he have such a thing as a driver's license? I was a little worried sitting in the back seat. After watching

Looking at his calm profile, I suddenly remembered, isn't the phrase "responsibility lies" Zhan Maomao's catchphrase? No wonder it feels so familiar.

After seeing off the group of people who wanted to go back for their lives, I looked at the neatly sorted fruits in the cellar. What should I do? It would take me several years to finish them all!

Yes, give it away!

I did it as soon as I thought of it. I immediately found a bag and took out the fruits one by one. Grapes, cantaloupe, jujubes from Xinjiang, pineapples, mangoes from Taiwan, apples from Yantai, bananas from Hainan, golden pomelo from Meizhou... Finally, I had to find a way.

Went to rent a car.

I transported the fruit to the house opposite the Yukimura's house on Tottori Road, and then started visiting the neighbors one by one. I didn't have many friends in Kanagawa, and the only neighbors I could send it to were neighbors. I looked at the door of the Yukimura's house opposite.

We know each other, and we are across the street from each other, so I’ll give them more as gifts! Anyway, I’ll leave them alone, and I won’t be able to finish them all...

After running around again and again, I finally visited all 67 households on the entire Tottori Road. Now I have all the things for the festival, and there is no need to prepare them. I washed some fruits for myself, then turned on the TV and started changing

Channel. I happened to see Mouri Kogoro’s last variety show, which made me roll my eyes. I took a big bite of the apple and changed the channel!

Evening, Yukimura's house.

After dinner, Yukimura's mother put away the dishes and brought a large plate of fruit.

"Anata, Jingshi, come and eat some fruit!"

"What fresh fruits! Did you go to the supermarket to buy them today?" Yukimura's father asked.

Yukimura's mother smiled softly and said, "You guessed it wrong! These fruits were given by the girl who lives opposite."

"Copycat-san?" Yukimura was stunned.

"That's right, it's the girl named Feng Rong Ziyun. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so she gave us some fruits from China to try. She gave us a big bag! What a nice kid.

"

"Really?" Yukimura looked at the lighted window opposite, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. Is her injury okay?

"Seichi, why haven't you brought Mihui over to play recently? I didn't see you guys talking on the phone. Wasn't it a quarrel?" Yukimura's mother asked while peeling an apple.

Yukimura paused with his grape hand and said calmly: "I broke up with her."

"What?" Yukimura's mother dropped the fruit knife on the table.

Yukimura's father was also surprised.

"What happened to you, Jingshi?"

"No, nothing happened between us." Yukimura still said calmly.

"If nothing happened, then why did we break up? Aren't you and Meihui's relationship always very good?" Yukimura's mother put the apple aside and asked eagerly.

"There's no reason. I just suddenly realized that it's not suitable anymore."

"Not suitable? Haven't you always gotten along well? Why suddenly..."

"Mother!" Yukimura suddenly interrupted his mother: "Since Murong Sang specially sent fruits, it would be better for me to pay a visit. After all, I am also her senior." After that, he walked out the door.

"Jingshi! This kid is really..."

"Okay, let the children solve their own problems!" Yukimura's father quickly comforted his wife when he saw that she was angry.

"Why should we let the children solve their own problems? I originally planned to take advantage of the festival tomorrow to tell my father about going to the Ito family to propose marriage for Jingshi, but now they tell us that they broke up? Meihui is such a good girl, she must be

It's Seiichi's fault. I'm going to ask for it." Yukimura's mother said as she stood up.

"Calm down. Jingshi is not that ignorant. Don't you know your own child? Jingshi doesn't want to mention this matter now. Even if you ask now, he won't say anything."

After hearing this, Yukimura's mother sat down again.

"Anata, how could such a thing happen? I originally wanted the two of them to decide on their marriage first. The marriage between the Yukimura family and the Ito family is beneficial to the family. It's rare that Meihui's child is not older.

The young lady's temper is so lovable..."

"Okay, okay, now that Jingshi has grown up, he has his own ideas about many things. Let him explain this matter to his father himself!"
Chapter completed!