How does ordering someone to play with you become your girlfriend?

Chapter 82 Holding Hands
Shinichiro Ueno prefers girls, and Mamiko Ueno had already known this when Masao Ueno was born.

It’s a pity that due to health problems, Mamiko Ueno can only give birth to one child, and she is unable to give birth to a girl for the Ueno family.

However, Shinichiro Ueno did not hate Masao Ueno because of this. Instead, he taught him very carefully and strictly.

Seeing that Masazō Ueno had successfully survived the bubble economy era, he felt at ease to hand over the Ueno family to him and chose to accompany Mamiko Ueno in her old age.

In fact, Shinichiro Ueno didn't want to do this, but there was really no other way in that era.

Later, the Ueno family became more and more stable, and finally welcomed the birth of their granddaughter Yuka.

Shinichiro Ueno had long hoped that the Ueno family would have a girl, so he always treated Yuka as his treasure.

In this way, Yuka was brought up until junior high school before she was chosen to be educated by Masao Ueno.

Now he found out that his precious granddaughter had actually been treated like this by his own son, he would have been furious.

He didn't care whether the Ueno family could develop better. With his body already half buried in the ground, he knew very well that the more he desired money, the less satisfied he would be.

"Anyway, don't worry about Yuka's affairs from now on! Leave everything to me!" Ueno Shinichiro said forcefully.

There is something wrong with the way his son is educated, and he as a father is also responsible. He cannot let Yuka continue to be controlled by this stupid son.

If this continues, my precious granddaughter might not even want to go home.

"Father, Yuka is in love with a Chinese guy!" Ueno Masazō reminded.

"What's wrong with China? China is where that adult lives! When I was studying that adult's thoughts, you were not even born yet!" Ueno Shinichiro said loudly.

Only then did Ueno Masao realize that his father hated people saying bad things about China the most, and he subconsciously shrank his head.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Shinichiro Ueno is an old man. He was also a ruthless man when he was young. Not only did he graduate from a prestigious university, he was also one of the original red members of Neon.

The fact that he successfully survived that era and is able to have his own industry in Japan's current society is enough to prove how outstanding his abilities were back then.

Even so, he deeply regretted not visiting China in his lifetime, so he always had a very good impression of China.

"It's not that China is bad, it's just that the two countries are too far apart. We can't guarantee that Youhua will not be bullied, right?"

Seeing that being forceful didn't work, Ueno Masao could only start to persuade his father with kind words, trying to get his father to stand with him.

"I didn't interfere with your free love relationship with Sayuri, right? But the same cannot be said for Yuuka?" Shinichiro Ueno snorted coldly.

"I didn't teach you these dregs that stayed in Neon!"

What he hated most was the family-first system in Japan, so he did not choose to be like other old guys and not give up the family business rights until his death.

As a result, he himself did not catch the disease, but his son was infected by what he saw and heard.

"Father, Yuka's situation is different. As parents, we still hope that she can live where we can see her. At least she can come back if she is wronged." Sayuri Ueno began to help.

"How do you know that Yuka won't be happy if you don't take a look? Didn't she say she wanted to prove it to you? Let's observe for a while." Ueno Shinichiro made the decision.

"After everything is settled with Yuka, you must apologize to her and bring Yuka back safely. Otherwise, I don't think there is any need for you to continue running the Ueno family."

"Yes, father." Seeing that Shinichiro Ueno said so, Masao Ueno could only speak bitterly.

"I won't celebrate the New Year with you this year. Yuka is not here anyway. I'm going back." After saying that, Shinichiro Ueno left here on crutches.

Mamiko Ueno sighed, patted Masao Ueno on the shoulder, and followed Shinichiro Ueno.

The two of them live on the other side of Nara and only come back during the Chinese New Year. Now that Ueno Shinichiro is so angry, it seems that they will not be able to reunite.

The living room with only two people left seemed extremely quiet. After hesitating for a moment, Sayuri Ueno came to Masazo Ueno and looked at him with some worry.

"Anata, do you want me to help you up?"

“No need…” Ueno Masao slowly stood up and sighed.

"Am I really doing something wrong?"

"I don't know, but maybe we should have listened to Yuka's ideas a long time ago?" Sayuri Ueno said hesitantly.

She had always believed that Ueno Masao was right, but the fact that Yuuka would escape through the window was something Ueno Sayuri had never dared to imagine.

Her daughter, who had always been well-behaved and sensible, unexpectedly resisted so fiercely. This made Sayuri Ueno gradually reflect on her own actions.

Is this really good for Yuka? She didn't know, but she knew one thing, that is, Yuka has grown up and should not be treated the same way as a child.

"Forget it, since she wants to prove it, let her prove it to me... I hope she doesn't come back in shame!" Ueno Masao snorted coldly.

The village where Zhao Yu lives in the countryside of Rongcheng.

"There are actually not many people living here. Most of the young people have gone to work elsewhere and will come back after a while." Zhao Yu walked on the path while introducing the village to Youhua.

"We used to grow wheat, potatoes and sweet potatoes in our village, but now few people grow them. Basically, only the elderly at home grow vegetables for their own consumption."

And Youhua followed Zhao Yu like a little tail, looking at Zhao Yu's gently waving hands from time to time.

How about pretending to grab some melon seeds and holding Yujun's hand inadvertently? Wouldn't it be too obvious? How about a more natural way...

When Yuhua thought that Zhao Yu had not taken the initiative to hold her hand, she couldn't help but recall Shiori Nanamiya's words in her mind.

"If he continues to be as serious as he is in the live studio, it means he has to take the initiative."

But it's really hard to take the initiative! Yuka couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle Liu, have you eaten?" Zhao Yu suddenly stopped and spoke to a family on the small road.

Youhua almost bumped into Zhao Yu, and hurriedly stopped and looked in the direction Zhao Yu was looking.

This was a rather thin man, sitting on the doorstep smoking. After seeing Zhao Yu, the man's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh! Yuwaer is back! Come sit in the house?"

"No, no, we have to eat soon. Now we are just walking around." Zhao Yu shook his head and refused.

"Huh? There's a girl? Her friend?" Uncle Liu smiled and looked at Youhua.

"What's your name, baby?"

"What did you say? I don't quite understand?" Yuka answered in Chinese.

"What are you saying? I don't understand." Uncle Liu didn't quite understand Youhua's Mandarin, which sounded like a colonel.

"Uncle Liu, you should speak Mandarin. She is a foreigner and can't understand dialect." Zhao Yu hurriedly explained to Uncle Liu.

"Yeah! I even made a foreign friend, that's amazing! Isn't my Mandarin used all over the country?" Uncle Liu was puzzled because he was clearly speaking Mandarin.

Zhao Yu shook his head. He didn't know how to tell Uncle Liu that Mandarin and Trump were two different concepts, and Uncle Liu's Trump was closer to Sichuan dialect, which was heavier than his mother's accent.

"Forget it, if you speak slowly, people will understand."

"Oh, okay... What's your name? Girl?" Uncle Liu slowed down his speech this time.

Yuka finally understood what he meant and said softly, "My name is Yuka. This is my first time in China. I'm glad to meet you."

"Youhua, I'm Yuwaer...ahem, Zhao Yu's uncle, you can call me uncle." Uncle Liu said.

"Hello, your uncle." Youhua bowed to Uncle Liu.

"It's not your uncle, it's you who can call me uncle." Uncle Liu explained.

"Oh! Hello, my uncle!" Yuhua suddenly realized.

"He's not my uncle either. Oh! Forget it, you tell her!" Uncle Liu looked at Zhao Yu with a helpless look.

"His last name is Liu, you should call him Uncle Liu." Zhao Yu spoke in standard Mandarin, and now Youhua finally understood.

"Hello, Uncle Liu!"

"Hello, hello! Oh, this girl is such a cute girl..." Uncle Liu looked at Youhua and couldn't help but praise her.

"Wait a moment, I'll get you something to eat."

After saying that, Uncle Liu walked into the house and brought out a bag of sweet potatoes. "These are the sweet potatoes I grew at home. You can have some."

"Sweet potato? What is that?" Youhua looked at Zhao Yu.

"It's delicious, just accept it. I'll make it for you when we get back." Zhao Yu said.

"It's delicious! Thank you Uncle Liu!" Youhua understood what it meant when she heard it was delicious and bowed to Uncle Liu again.

"Hey, you're quite polite. Are you guys dating?" Uncle Liu asked with a smile.

"Being friends? What does that mean?" Yuka said.

"It's you and him, right..." Uncle Liu said as he put his two thumbs together.

"Uncle Liu, we're not officially together yet, don't scare Youhua." Zhao Yu quickly interrupted Uncle Liu.

"Hey, you are so thin-skinned. Look at the girl." Uncle Liu felt a little disappointed.

Zhao Yu turned his head and saw that Youhua had approached him without him knowing and was nodding slightly.

"The girl has already admitted it, so hurry up!"

Zhao Yu didn't know where he got the courage from, but he put his arm around Youhua's shoulders and spoke to Uncle Liu.

"I'm just being friends with her. I brought her back this year just to get to know her."

"Hahaha, that's right." Uncle Liu laughed and looked at Zhao Yu's actions with satisfaction.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

After waving his hand, Uncle Liu returned to sit on the doorstep.

Zhao Yu also let go of Youhua and continued to take her around, passing by many familiar villagers' homes.

Zhao Yu greeted them as usual and introduced Youhua to them very naturally. When they asked if she was his girlfriend, Zhao Yu readily admitted it.

This made Youhua, who had been silent all the time, unable to hold on any longer. She was a little shy because Zhao Yu put his arm around her shoulders, so she didn't speak.

But now Zhao Yuke has said that she is his girlfriend, and she hasn't even confessed her feelings yet, so how come she spoke so naturally?
In fact, Youhua mustered up the courage to nod just now, hoping that Zhao Yu would use this hint to confess to her, but after waiting for such a long time, Zhao Yu still didn't say a word.

Or should I ask Yujun what he really thinks? No, no, no, forget it. Since he has already admitted it, it is not that important to confess, right?

Yuka thought of other couples she had seen in Tokyo. Neon's environment was like this now, and it was good enough that they could acknowledge their relationship.

Many boys will not be considered as being fickle even when they flirt with other girls in front of their girlfriends.

After all, in love, as long as we are together, isn't that enough? Why is the ceremony so important?

You have to know that other Japanese boys have dated at least dozens of times from high school to college.

It's actually very rare to have someone treat me so well like Yujun does.

Yuka kept looking for excuses in her mind, but the more she thought about it, the sadder she felt.

You clearly promised to express your feelings to me formally, so why haven’t you taken the initiative to speak up yet?

Maybe it would be better if I took the initiative to confess my feelings like Shiori said?

Thinking of this, Youhua cheered up again and mustered up the courage to speak to Zhao Yu.

"Okay, we're almost done shopping today, let's go home, it should be time for dinner." Zhao Yu's sudden words shattered the courage that Youhua had finally mustered.

She raised her head, glanced at the sky filled with sunset, and nodded slightly.

"Yes, it's getting late, let's go back."

Tears were welling up in her eyes, and Youhua spoke calmly. She didn't want Zhao Yu to think that she was a troublesome girl.

But...why can't I even hold hands now...

Thinking of this, Youhua decided to try again. Since she didn't receive Zhao Yu's confession, it would be fine to hold hands with him. At least this would make her feel better now.

She reached out to Zhao Yu's hand silently, but Zhao Yu suddenly turned around and looked into Yuhua's eyes.

"Hmm? Yuuka, what are you doing?"

"Well, that! My hands suddenly feel a little cold." It was not right for Youhua to stretch out her hand, nor was it right for her to retract it, so she could only stop in mid-air and speak awkwardly.

"Really? I actually forgot this..." Zhao Yu grabbed Youhua's hand.

"Will this be warmer?"

"Yeah, it's much warmer." Youhua looked into Zhao Yu's eyes.

For some reason, Zhao Yu's worried look made her originally very sensitive heart suddenly calm down.

Maybe Yujun is just slow. He has always cared about me so much, how could he forget to confess his feelings?

Forget it, let’s go back with Yujun. I’ll give him a more obvious hint next time. Maybe he’ll remember it.

Stopping her wild thoughts, Youhua and Zhao Yu walked towards their home hand in hand.

After placing the sweet potatoes sent by Uncle Liu in the side hall, Zhao Yu brought Youhua to the restaurant.

Chen Xiuhua was already waiting for the two of them here. When she saw Zhao Yu holding Youhua's hand, she was stunned at first, and then she showed a bright smile.

"I'll go serve the food, you guys take a seat first..."

"Let me help too." Zhao Yu let go of Youhua and followed Chen Xiuhua.

"I can too!" Youhua was about to go together but was stopped by Zhao Yu.

"You are the guest today, please sit for a while, mom and I will be here."

"Didn't we agree to be a family?" Youhua muttered softly, but still sat on the stool obediently.

A few minutes later, the table was filled with a variety of dishes.

"Today we made what you want to eat!" Chen Xiuhua said with a smile.

"Try it and see if you're used to it." Zhao Yu asked Youhua who was sitting next to him.

"It should be fine, right? I deliberately put less chili in it," said Chen Xiuhua.

Before Youhua came, she carefully learned about the preferences of Japanese people and reduced the spiciness of some of the spicier dishes. She also made some non-spicy dishes such as brown sugar rice cakes and crispy pork.

"Then I'll start." Yuka said as she picked up the chopsticks under the gaze of the two.

She first picked up the bacon she had been craving for. The first bite was filled with the aroma of fat mixed with the smoky flavor of meat, coupled with just the right amount of spiciness, which made her eyes light up instantly.

"This is absolutely delicious!" Yuka said after chewing a few bites and swallowing them.

"Absolutely delicious? Is it really delicious?" Chen Xiuhua was a little confused. It was the first time she heard someone describe the dishes she cooked like this.

"It's just...there's nothing bad about it, it's all delicious." Youhua explained to Chen Xiuhua.

"Mom, Youhua's Chinese is not very good. What she meant was that the food you cook is delicious." Zhao Yu said.

"As long as you think it tastes good, then eat more." Chen Xiuhua pushed the dish towards Youhua lovingly.

But Youhua was a little hesitant. If the dishes were placed next to her, wouldn’t Yujun’s mother be unable to eat them?
"Auntie, please eat too. I can't eat alone." Youhua pushed the dish back.

"It's okay, Auntie can reach it. Do you want to try the crispy pork? This is delicious too. We also have brown sugar rice cake, which is sweet. You will definitely like it!" Chen Xiuhua enthusiastically introduced the dishes to Youhua.

Youhua looked at Chen Xiuhua's actions, then looked at Zhao Yu who was smiling, and suddenly felt that her just now wild thoughts were a bit stupid.

What is there to worry about? Hasn't the happiness you want already appeared?

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