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That's right, they had already planned it last night and wanted to do it one last time, so Tomoyo had already made arrangements at the airport.
Because time was tight and the two were very familiar with each other, they started fighting right away. Half an hour later, Song Gangdong put on his clothes reluctantly.
"I won't be able to see you for a long time again," Tomoyo said reluctantly.
Song Gangdong leaned over and kissed her to comfort her, "I'll come over when I have time, or you can go back if you have time."
"Forget it, I still have a lot to learn from Sister Xiang." Tomoyo hesitated and shook her head.
She is a smart girl, so she has realized that women will eventually grow old, and if they are still useless by then, they will be ignored.
"Okay then, you can make your own decision," Song Gangdong nodded.
"You should go back quickly, it's almost time," Chiyo urged.
"Well, take care of yourself," Songgang Dong said and went out.
Chiyoko looked a little gloomy as she watched his figure disappear, but she patted her face and cheered herself up. However, when she tried to stand up, she felt her waist and legs go weak and quickly held onto the iron frame beside her.
"What a big beast," Tomoyo complained in a low voice.
On the other side, Shinomiya Mikoto and the others were a little anxious when they saw that Matsuoka Dong had not returned yet, but just when they were about to ask Anguo Makoto to call him, they found that he had returned.
"Brother Songgang, you didn't really fall in, did you? Why did it take so long? The tickets will be checked soon," Saori asked doubtfully.
"There's nothing I can do. It might be because of my diet that my bowel movements have been a little blocked lately," Song Gangdong said helplessly.
Hearing this, Qian Huifu said with concern: "Then you should go to the hospital for a check-up. You spent a lot of time in the toilet the past two days."
Speaking of this, Songgang Dong felt a little embarrassed, because he was not the only one in the bathroom that time, Tomoyo was there too. They were in the mood to visit a scenic spot, and then they were blocked by Qian Huifu for a long time.
"Okay, let's stop talking and go check your tickets now," Okawachi urged.
This time I still went through the VIP channel, but Songgang Winter was not booked out this time because I was blocked by everyone and it felt like a waste.
After a while everyone was seated. This time they all sat by the window, and Saori sat behind him. She suddenly smelled a very familiar smell.
"Huh? Brother Songgang, what's the smell on you? It's the same smell as in your room that night. I've wanted to ask for a long time," Saori asked quietly. After all, what happened that night had to be kept secret.
Songgang Dongxin was startled and then responded casually: "It's the smell of the incense in the bedroom. After living there for a few days, some of it got on my clothes."
"Why is there none in my room? But the smell is not very pleasant. I will take it out if there is one." Saori shook her head.
"It's okay," Song Gangdong laughed.
Fortunately, this guy has no experience. Although he may be exposed in the future, it doesn’t matter. He will probably forget about it by then.
After a while, Saori forgot about this matter, and then began to talk excitedly about how they spent New Year's Eve. In Japan, January 1st is taken very seriously, just like the Spring Festival in China.
Chapter 161: New Year
The plane landed in Neon in the middle of the night, but this time no one came to pick us up. My parents had planned to come but were stopped by Song Gangdong because it was too late.
He rented a minibus and driver directly from the airport to take them, and it took more than two hours to get the others home.
"I'm so tired. I'm finally home. Home is the best." Saori fell on the sofa as soon as she entered the house and enjoyed hugging the pillow.
Song Gangdong reminded unhappily: "Your house is next door."
"Uncle Matsuoka said a long time ago that this is also my home," Saori retorted.
"That old man..." Songgang Dong complained in his heart.
Shinomiya Mikoto looked at their bickering and sneered, "Well, it's getting late, let's go to bed."
"I know," Saori responded weakly.
Songgang Dongye nodded and said, "Then I'll go boil some water, you guys go change your clothes first."
Then they all went their separate ways. The hot water still had to wait a while, so after Song Gangdong went downstairs, he thought for a moment and started making thick omelette in the kitchen as a midnight snack. After all, taking a shower was very tiring.
"My favorite!" Saori came downstairs and smelled the scent and shouted happily.
Shinomiya Mikoto said helplessly from behind her: "Slow down, be careful not to fall."
"It's okay," Saori said as she ran to the dining table and tried to grab a piece.
Song Gangdong knocked her hand away and said rudely, "Go wash your hands."
"Okay," Saori had no choice but to obey.
"Thank you for your hard work. You must be tired too, as you still have to make midnight snacks," said Shinomiya Mikoto apologetically.
"It's just a convenience. After all, the food on the plane is not enough to fill you up," Song Gangdong waved his hand.
"Indeed, the taste is not very good yet," Shinomiya Mikoto nodded.
Even though they were sitting first class, the in-flight meals were mediocre, and they didn't feel like asking for a second helping so they didn't feel full.
In fact, many people eat very little on the plane and rarely ask for a second helping. The latter is just a matter of face, but the former has its reasons.
Anyone who has taken many flights knows that in-flight meals start being served approximately forty minutes to an hour after takeoff, and the airline chooses this time out of spite.
Because this is the time when the plane is climbing upward at an angle, and passengers will often feel very uncomfortable and suffer physical discomfort.
Then, as soon as the plane stabilized, meals began to be served. The passengers were already listless and had lost their appetite at this point, so many of them certainly had no appetite to eat.
If you don't eat it, you will lose this free meal, and you will have to pay for it when you want to eat it again later. However, few people want to be taken advantage of, so they usually just endure it.
Also, if someone really wants a second helping, the flight attendant will tell you that there is no more and just give you a piece of bread or something.
So airlines are very particular about the details, but the first class cabin is much better than other cabins, but it’s just so-so on ordinary planes.
After Saori came back, the three of them ate while waiting for the water to heat up. They missed this warm feeling very much.
"Saori, let's take a shower together, otherwise it will take too long," suggested Shinomiya Mikoto.
"Okay," Saori nodded in agreement.
Then the two girls went to the bathroom, while Songgang Dong sat on the sofa and watched TV. It was a pity that he was still in sage time so he didn't feel much.
"Tomoyo is really amazing. It's a good thing we sent her there, otherwise she would have been weak. It seems that she needs to exercise and take care of herself," Songgang Dong thought to himself.
As the saying goes, there are no fields that can be plowed to death, only oxen that can be worked to death. The madness of these few days has cleared out all his savings, so he needs to take good care of himself recently.
"Dong-kun, we're done washing," Shinomiya Mikoto called out from the stairs.
Matsuoka Dong looked up and was stunned. Shinomiya Mikoto, who had just finished taking a shower, was pink and tender, especially her long legs, which made him swallow his saliva.
"Dong-kun?" Shinomiya Mikoto called out again when she didn't get a response.
"Oh, okay, I get it," Songgang Dong responded quickly.
"Well, I'll go back to the house first," said Shinomiya Mikoto, then turned and left.
Song Gangdong watched her back disappear and then looked at the little thing that had already raised its head and said to himself helplessly: "It's really good to be young. You can't stand a little excitement."
Then he turned off the TV and went to the bathroom, then soaked comfortably in the water. Of course, the bath water was new. After all, it didn't seem like a family would be so careless.
In Japan, those who can use the same bathtub with water are generally family members. As for outsiders, it is of course impossible and psychologically unbearable.
After soaking for a while, he got up and wanted to wipe his body, but the towel accidentally slipped out of his hand. Fortunately, it was hung in the air, which made him quite proud.
The three of them started yawning at noon. Today was the last day of 1991 and also the first Japanese New Year since Songgang Dong came into this world.
"My mother invites you to celebrate the New Year together," said Shinomiya Mikoto while eating.
"No problem, it's just us here for the New Year anyway," Song Gangdong nodded in agreement.
Saori was a little depressed. She had originally been thinking about doing something on New Year's Eve while they were alone together, such as having a passionate night, but now it seemed that her plan was over.
"Okay," she responded helplessly.
Song Gangdong asked her curiously: "Saori, didn't your uncle and aunt ask you to go back?"
"Don't you know? They went to find Uncle Matsuoka..." Saori replied with a pout.
"Um... okay." Songgang Dong was also speechless.
This couple of parents really have confidence in their children and let them do whatever they want. It has to be said that Japan has become somewhat westernized in terms of education.
After making the decision, the three of them started cleaning the house after having brunch. Like in China, this is also a custom in Japan, which means sweeping all the bad luck from the past year out of the house so as to welcome happiness and good luck in the new year.
Fortunately, the three of them cleaned regularly so it didn't take too much time. They finished around one o'clock and after resting for a while, they went to the mansion together.
"Mikoto, Kofuyu, and Saori are here to help Yumi make rice cakes," Mrs. Shinomiya said quickly when she saw them come in.
Then they saw Mrs. Shinomiya sitting in front of a wooden block with a hole in the middle, while Yumi Nagasawa was holding a large wooden hammer and panting.
"Mom, why did you think of making rice cakes yourself?" Shinomiya Mikoto quickly ran over to help.
"Go wash your hands first, why are you so impatient?" Mrs. Shigong reminded.
"Oh," Shinomiya Mikoto responded and went to wash her hands with the other two.
After a while, I came back and asked again. It turned out that it was not Mrs. Shinomiya who wanted to do it but Yumi Nagasawa. The reason was that she used to eat the food she cooked herself during the New Year.
"Let me do it," Songgang Dong volunteered to take the wooden hammer.
Saori and Mikoto were squatting beside the wooden block, turning the rice cakes at any time. Not to mention that the three of them coordinated quite well and they actually enjoyed it.
"For you," Mrs. Shinomiya smiled and took out four packages of New Year's money after they finished making the rice cakes.
"Thank you, auntie," Matsuoka Toyu and Saori bowed.
"Thank you, mom," Shinomiya Mikoto said with a smile on her face.
Mrs. Shinomiya smiled and said, "There's not much in there. I hope you don't mind."
Song Gangdong quickly responded: "No, we are very happy to come and spend the New Year with you."
"I'm happy too. It's lively when there are more people around. Otherwise it would be quite lonely with just the three of us," Mrs. Sigong said gently.
"Us too," Saori said happily.
Then a few people began to arrange the kadomatsu and kagami-chan, which are indispensable for the New Year in Japan. The former is a potted plant made up of three cold-resistant plants: pine, bamboo and plum.
According to ancient legends, gods would live on tree branches, so the god of the year is leaning over the kadomatsu. Hanging kadomatsu is to invite the god of the year into the home.
Kagami-mochi is a garnish of an orange on top of two rice cakes; it is a sacred food offered to the gods and is placed from the 29th or 31st until it is opened and eaten on January 1th.
The above are the preliminary preparations for the New Year, and then there is the New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening, which usually consists of fried shrimp, buckwheat noodles and New Year’s dishes. The New Year’s dishes are made by putting many dishes in a square box and stacking them up layer by layer behind the person.
Generally, the formal ones have five floors, with dishes placed from the first to the fourth floors, and the fifth floor is prepared as a place to receive blessings from the God of the Year. However, with the development of the times, the formats of one to three floors have become more common.
As for the one made by the Shinomiya family, it is of course five-layered, and the box is also very large and luxurious. Every dish inside has New Year meaning.