Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

Daisuke Nobi, who was drinking coffee, glanced curiously at his wife who was sitting next to him.

Her face was abnormally flushed, her eyes were charming and her legs were still trembling unconsciously.

Is he sick? But he doesn't look sick!

"Nothing... hum... nothing... maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

Nobi Tamako pressed one hand on the table and spoke with difficulty and a trembling voice.

She glanced at Nobi Hiro coquettishly as if nothing had happened, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Auntie Tamako, can you give me another bowl of miso soup?"

Hong picked up the small bowl calmly and did not forget to practice his super powers during breakfast time.

The telekinesis transformed into a big hand composed of countless small hands, which checked Nobi Tamako's health and ensured that everything was normal.

"Oh, okay~"

Tamako took the small bowl, staggered to the stove, picked up the soup spoon unsteadily, and finally filled a bowl of miso soup.

She exhaled nervously. At this moment, she was being stared at by her husband and Nobita, making her feel as if she was in a cloud of confusion.

The dual stimulation of mind and body brings a different kind of joy.

"Okay, I'm going to school."

After eating and drinking, Hiro Nobi picked up his schoolbag and walked towards school, withdrawing his mental power.

It's really good. You can touch real objects without anyone noticing, without having to do anything yourself.

And the spiritual perception is richer.

"Then I have to go to school too!"

"Well, be careful on the road."

Nobita hurriedly caught up with Hong's pace. Nobita, finally breathing a sigh of relief, looked at Nobita with satisfaction. This child finally wouldn't be late every day, thanks to Hong.

"Hey, where did these cookies come from?"

Nobi Daisuke, who was changing into a suit jacket, suddenly noticed the pink box on the sink and picked it up to examine it curiously.

"This was given to him by Nobita. That kid just likes to put things anywhere. I really don't know what to say to him."

Yuzi walked over holding her cheek.

"I just happened to want to eat something sweet. This is perfect. Tell Nobita that I will bring him some cookies after I get off work."

Daisuke took the cookie containing the fool bomb and went out to work with a smile on his face.

"It's a nice day today, and I feel like something good is going to happen to me."

Looking at the cloudless blue sky, Daisuke Nobi embarked on a road from which he would never return.

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……

"Hey, I forgot to bring Shizuka's cookies this morning. I wanted to show off to Fat Tiger and Suneo."

“…nothing.”

"Hong, what are you whispering about?"

"Nothing, just guessing what today's snack is."

Time quickly came to the afternoon, and a familiar voice was heard at the entrance. Nobi Hiroshi and Nobita came back from school.

Because school ends early on small days, it is usually snack time at 3 o'clock when students get home from school.

I took off my shoes and opened the door, and what I saw was the blue fat man who was fidgeting and the three Dorayaki on the plate in front of him.

"You two are finally back!"

Doraemon looked at Hiroshi and Nobita with joy, and couldn't wait to pick up the Dorayaki and start eating. The three of them came to the living room and watched the Lion Mask leisurely.

"Jinglingling~jinglingling~"

Suddenly, the phone at the entrance rang. Nobi Tamako put down the needlework in her hands, stood up and walked towards the phone.

"Plop~"

Nobi Hiroshi heard the sound of a microphone falling in the corridor.

When I stretched my head to check, I saw Yuzi, who had answered the phone, standing next to the phone in a daze.

A voice came from the microphone: "Madam, madam, please cheer up!"

"Aunt Yuzi, what happened?"

Hong hurriedly walked to Yuzi's side, put his hands on her shoulders, and asked softly.

"How...how could this happen..."

"Hong, your uncle...your uncle suddenly went insane in the company, ran to the roof and jumped down."

Nobi Tamako looked at Hong in dismay, with a dazed look in her eyes.

The sudden news was like a bolt from the blue. She found it hard to accept it for a moment and covered her mouth with her hands, crying.

Crystal clear tears ran down her face. She still cared about her husband very much. After all, the relationship was still there.

Although Daisuke's kidneys have been damaged due to his drinking over the years, they can only communicate through daily conversations.

But they are husband and wife after all. Nobi Tamako changed into simple clothes, called Nobita and Doraemon, and hurried to the hospital.

At the door of the emergency room, Daisuke Nobi was already wrapped in white cloth. The mother and son were crying as they looked at the middle-aged man lying flat on the bed.

Doraemon stood by and wiped away his tears. Nobi Hiroshi also had mixed feelings.

He was still somewhat grateful to this kind old man for adopting him.

Unfortunately, things happen unexpectedly and misfortunes may happen at any time. Mr. Daisuke has regrettably left our family forever.

"Uncle, go with peace of mind."

"After you die, I will take care of your wife and children. Don't worry about it."

Clenching his fists, Nobi Hiroshi silently made a vow in his heart.

As a real man, a real man, he knows what he should do. He must take the initiative to assume responsibility and take good care of the people around him.

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The next day, Nobi's family set up a memorial hall for Daisuke, with a black-and-white photo of his voice and appearance, surrounded by a circle of chrysanthemums and carnations.

The deceased is the greatest, and many relatives and friends came to the house to mourn, including Fat Tiger, Suneo, Shizuka and the teachers in the class.

Comforting Nobita and asking him to accept the loss.

A bunch of monks were invited to chant, and after the ceremony, Mr. Daisuke's ashes could finally be buried in peace.

"Don't worry, uncle. I will take good care of Aunt Yuzi. I hope you can rest in peace."

Looking at the tombstone that had been erected, Hiro Nobi bowed deeply.

Kneeling in front of the tombstone, Nobi Tamako burst into tears: "Daisuke, don't worry, I will take good care of Nobita and raise him. Even if you are not here, I will support this family."

"Dad! Dad! Woo woo woo~"

Nobita, who was behind Nobi Hiroshi, kept kowtow and crying.

Chapter 32 Widow

The funeral ended in the evening.

After returning home, Nobita went straight to the room on the second floor and fell asleep, probably because he was too tired from crying.

Doraemon sat beside the bed and stroked Nobita's head, silently comforting him.

In the master bedroom on the first floor, a sad woman was drinking alone at the table, looking depressed.

"Woo~wuwu~"

The wine flowed down the smooth collarbone and wet the clothes on the chest.

With tears in her eyes, Nobi Tamako was not wearing glasses at this time. Her delicate face and rosy cheeks made her look charming.

If you want to be pretty and filial, you have to be like the ancients. The ancients were never wrong.

"Aunt Yuzi..."

Looking at the beautiful woman in black widow's attire, Hiroshi Nobi walked over unconsciously, wanting to comfort her.

Before he could even open his mouth, a pair of arms came over and Yukiko, smelling of alcohol, covered Hong's face.

"Xiaohong, why did your uncle suddenly go crazy? Why did this happen to our family? Woo woo woo~"

The woman cried very sadly. It was hard to accept that her husband suddenly went crazy, as he was such a normal person.

"Aunt Yuzi, don't think about what has already happened. We should be strong and cherish the days ahead."

Nobi Hiroshi was held in Tamako's arms. He smelled the faint fragrance, patted her soft back with his backhand, and comforted her in a low voice.

As for Daisuke's sudden illness, he actually had the answer in his mind. It should be because he ate the cookies with fool bombs in them.

In this case, isn't Nobi Nobita sacrificing his own family for the sake of justice? Ahem... it's better not to make this truth public.

"Well, you are right. We should stay strong and face life."

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, Xiaohong. Auntie is so useless that I have to cry to you."

Yuzi stretched out her white and tender hands, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and smiled bravely, but the emptiness in her heart was still not filled.

I opened my eyes slightly and suddenly felt something prickly. My blurry eyes gradually looked up. It was the comfort medicine I wanted.

"Aunt Yuzi, what are you doing..."

Nobi Hiroshi was suddenly tackled.

It’s all because I was holding that soft body and my mind started to wander.

"Xiaohong, Auntie is so sad now, can you help me..."

Under the influence of alcohol, Yuzi released her inner desires without any scruples and slowly undressed in front of Shota.

"hiss…………"

Hiro Nobi lay on the tatami, looking up at the photo of Daisuke Nobi, and fell into the warm hometown of Taoyuan.

Formal transformation and sublimation.

[Ding, Constitution +1]

[Ding, Constitution +1]

[Ding, Constitution +1]

[Ding, Constitution +1]

Listening to the system's prompts, Nobi Hiroshi was trapped in the ancient battlefield and became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

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The next morning, the little boy opened his eyes drowsily, while Yuzi, who looked satisfied, was still immersed in her sweet dream.

"Hmm... I'm so tired..."

After exhaling a breath, Hiroshi Nobi felt refreshed, untied his arms, got out of the bed, and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up.

I smell of sweat and feel a bit uncomfortable.

But the experience was very good. There was no need for any extra movements. Yuzi was very caring and the clothes fit her perfectly.