Jiang Nian looked up and saw the handsome young man in front of him. While admiring Liu Lianer's handsomeness, he stood up silently.
"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Nian thought for a moment, but he had no memory of Liu Renji in his mind.
Yanagi Renji only said: "Everyone saw Oshitsuki Yuushi giving you money today, and everyone is curious, so does Oshitsuki Yuushi owe you money?"
Jiang Nian ignored the trap set by Liu Lianer: "No, I am the daughter of the nanny of the Oshizu family, so the Oshizu family arranged for me to take care of Master Oshizu."
Jiang Nian remembered the melodramatic love story between a young master and a nanny that he had read before, so he just casually suggested it according to the template.
Yuushi Oshima, who is still in training: "I really will thank you."
Although Liu Lianer was a little skeptical about Jiang Nian's words, he still wrote something in his notebook.
"Lian Er, it's time to get in."
Jiang Nian looked at the person walking towards him from a distance. He seemed to be wearing a gorgeous but not scorching sunset glow, stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, and walking towards him affectionately.
When the man came closer, Jiang Nian saw clearly that it was Yukimura Seiichi.
Jiang Nian's brain froze for a short time until he heard Yukimura Seiichi say "goodbye", and then he regained his sanity.
Jiang Nian quickly took out his notebook and bowed quickly: "Please give me your autograph, I really like you."
When Yukimura Seiichi saw Yanagi Renji talking to the girl he had met in the morning, he guessed what Yanagi Renji was going to do.
Although he was also very curious about what happened between Yuushi Ozawa and this girl, he would not let this curiosity delay him from going home to practice tennis.
But seeing this girl staring at him blankly still made him feel unhappy.
Jiang Nian watched Yukimura Seiichi and Yanagi Renji walking side by side towards the station entrance, and felt that the CP he had supported in the past was really a perfect match.
Yes, Jiang Nian watched an episode of anime about the Rikkai University tennis club, and at that time he was obsessed with the couple Yukimura Seiichi and Yanagi Renji.
Jiang Nian stared at the station entrance where the two of them were no longer there, and felt deeply Yukimura Seiichi's "ruthlessness".
Jiang Nian rubbed his cervical vertebrae and comforted himself, "This is a normal reaction of Yukimura Seiichi. I would refuse anyone who asked for an autograph from a stranger."
Jiang Nian looked at the time and found that it was already past the time for grandma to arrive.
"Jiang Nian, I'm here."
Jiang Nian took a look and saw his grandmother walking towards him with a lot of bags. He immediately ran to her and took the packages.
"Grandma, why are you carrying so many vegetables and fruits? Aren't you tired?" Jiang Nian understood her grandmother's painstaking efforts, but she just didn't want her to come all the way from Kanagawa with such difficulty.
Grandma smiled brightly: "The prices in Tokyo are very high, and these vegetables were planted by you before. Now they can be harvested. I have to let you taste them."
The grandparents chatted tenderly as they boarded the bus. Jiang Nian rested his head gently on his grandmother's shoulder. "Grandma, I miss you so much. Living alone is really tiring."
Grandma felt very distressed after hearing what Jiang Nian said, thinking that although her granddaughter was very sensible, she was only a child in her teens.
"Then grandma will come to visit you often. You're about to graduate from sixth grade, so just hold on a little longer. After you graduate, you can decide where to go to school."
After saying this, grandma stopped talking.
Jiang Nian agreed with his grandmother's words and leaned against her, enjoying the warm time.
After arriving home, grandma sorted the vegetables and fruits in her hands and put them into the kitchen refrigerator. Jiang Nian found the meat at the bottom of the bag.
"Grandma, don't carry so many things next time. They're too heavy. I don't want you to be so tired."
Although Jiang Nian was very happy with his grandmother's care, he still didn't want his grandmother to work so hard.
Jiang Nian insisted on making dinner himself, hoping that his grandmother would taste his cooking skills.
While Jiang Nian was cooking, grandma quickly cleaned Jiang Nian's house.
Jiang Nian felt good about himself. He would clean the living room, kitchen and his room every day. In Jiang Nian's eyes, the house was already very clean.
Grandma has a light taste, so Jiang Nian did his best to steam rice, stir-fry seasonal vegetables, stir-fried baby cabbage with meat, and two bowls of spinach soup. He just didn't know if Grandma could adapt to Chinese food.
It wasn't until Jiang Nian saw his grandmother eating seasonal vegetables with hearty mouthfuls and also picking up a few pieces of meat that he finally felt relieved.
"The last time I had lunch you cooked was last year, and it still tastes so good." Grandma sighed after finishing half a bowl of rice.
Jiang Nian smiled and nodded without saying anything.
At this moment, Jiang Nian's heart was like a thunderclap, "Can the original body Wei Qi Jiang Nian also cook Chinese food?"
Jiang Nian couldn't help but doubt the identity of his original self, Wei Qi Jiang Nian. It seemed unreal that he was so steady at such a young age, a top student, and could even cook Chinese food.
After dinner, Jiang Nian looked at the room that his grandmother had cleaned and felt deeply that he was so sloppy.
Grandma cleaned the sofa, the corners of the room, the doors and windows very cleanly. Jiang Nian usually just swept and mopped the floor and did not do other housework.
Grandma smiled and pulled Jiang Nian into the tea room, and Jiang Nian had to continue studying.
Although Jiang Nian wanted to lie down, everyone else thought he was using the Life Scroll and was worried about wasting Jiang Nian's time.
In reality, Jiang Nian wanted to say, "Please waste as much as you want."
In the tea room, the only sounds you can hear are the rustling of writing, the hum of tea brewing, and the occasional sound of adding more tea. No one is willing to interrupt this quiet atmosphere.
"It's time for bed."
Jiang Nian raised his head after hearing his grandmother's voice. It was already past ten o'clock and it was indeed time to go to bed.
After finishing her studies, Jiang Nian looked at the scarf her grandmother had knitted and exclaimed, "What a beautiful scarf, and in my favorite red color."
"Haha, this is for your mother. Her birthday will be coming up soon." Grandma said with a smile, "I'll knit another one for you later."
"Yeah." Jiang Nian nodded heavily. His mother's birthday was in November, so this scarf came in handy.
After Grandma packed up her knitted items and scarves, she suddenly asked, "Jiang Nian, do you hate your mother?"
Jiang Nian was surprised for a moment after hearing this. His original body's feelings came to him at the right time, and he had some complicated feelings towards his mother.
"I used to hate her a little, but now I don't. I just hope she's happy and I can see her occasionally."
After hearing what Jiang Nian said, grandma felt more sympathetic towards Kotoko Oshizuka. Every mother loves her own children.
"Don't hate your mother. She loves you very much and is a kind and great person. In fact, she has her own reasons for separating from you."
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It turns out that Jiang Nian's mother, Kotoko Oshizuka, is not the biological daughter of the Oshizuka family. Her biological parents, the Wada family, are close friends of the Oshizuka family.
The Wada family was deeply involved in the anti-fascist war, and these practices were contrary to Japanese militarism, so they were persecuted to death. Their only daughter was adopted by the Oshizuka family and renamed Kotoko Oshizuka.
Kotoko Oshizuka divorced Jiang Nian's father, Tetsuhei Oki, and rarely met with Jiang Nian in order to protect her family's safety.
Only then did Jiang Nian understand why Inuzaka didn't call his mother "Auntie" instead of "Auntie".
At this time, the phone rang.
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