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"Let's buy some millet and corn kernels. Feed them millet when they are young, and feed them corn kernels when they grow up."

Nomiyama walked past her and went outside. He had indeed looked up information on raising chickens.

At that time, seeing that I had a not-so-small yard, I thought about raising chickens. But later I felt it was too troublesome and gave up the idea. Later, the yard was overgrown with weeds. Only when it snowed occasionally did I feel unhappy about it and pulled him to help pull out the weeds and clean it up.

Walking to the entrance, pushing open the door, Nomiyama walked towards the chicken coop he saw when he returned home in the afternoon.

Walking to the chicken coop, he looked around.

It is close to the wall, and the length and width are about three meters. If my yard wasn't really quite big, it would not be possible to make it so big.

The roof of the shed is specially built to be wider, probably to shelter from rain, and it is not directly touching the ground to prevent water from flowing when it rains.

There is even a lot of hay in the nest, so basically everything that should be considered is taken into account.

Turning around, he looked at the people around him: "How many people did you hire to build this shed?"

Yukinoshita Miyame looked at him and blinked: "I am very rich, a lot of money."

Nomiyama turned his head and continued to look at the chicken coop, where more than a dozen chicks were sleeping.

Anyway, it's none of his business whether he has money or not. Spending other people's money is like owing a favor. What he needs now is to find a way to cut off ties with this person.

Yukinoshita Miyame carefully tugged at the corner of his clothes: "I have so much money that I can't spend it all, no matter how hard I try."

Nomiya's eyes moved and he turned to look at her.

Yukinoshita Miyame's voice was a little shy: "My money is your money, we can spend it together."

Nomiya's face twitched. This evil capitalist is full of sugar-coated bullets.

He looked at the sleeping chicks and suddenly asked a question: "Speaking of which, is it allowed to raise chickens at home in Chiba City?"

Yukinoshita Miyame took two steps forward and imitated him by lying on the fence: "I don't know, but I can raise it if I want. They won't care about me."

Good, good, good, what a rich, powerful and influential person.

Nomiyama fell silent. The most money he had ever seen in his life was the monthly remittance of 50 yen.

Yukinoshita Miyame secretly glanced at him and asked curiously, "You are not allowed to work at your age now. Where did you get your living expenses? Did you arrange it for yourself before?"

"That should be it." Nomiya admitted.

He then complained: "But there was a problem with the arrangement. It was 50 yen a month, but it suddenly stopped in the first two months and hasn't been restored yet."

"I used to be quite unreliable."

"Is that so..." Yukinoshita Miyami responded with a forced smile.

She remembered something. A month or two ago, someone told her that there was a small remittance whose whereabouts were unknown for several years.

Then the remittance was stopped by myself...

Thinking of this, she complained a little, "You didn't even tell me that you were going down the mountain. How would I know that you were still using my family's money, and even this property belongs to me."

Late at night, Yukinoshita Miyame finished washing up and lay on the bed in his pajamas with his body spread out.

This went on for a while, then she took out her cell phone and dialed a number.

The voice was cold and commanding, "Two months ago, I stopped a remittance whose whereabouts were unknown. Go check it out and restore the remittance."

After saying that, she hung up the phone and spread herself out again.

After staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, she turned over, took the pillow beside her, and hugged it in her arms.

Her face was as red as a peach blossom, her breathing was hot, and her voice was like a moan: "Nomiyama Kazehaya, Kazehaya... my Kazehaya..."

Opposite door.

Nomiyama leaned against the headboard, listening to his own name suddenly come to his ears, his eyes turned slowly, looking towards where she was.

Let this world be destroyed as soon as possible.

......

Pushing open the door to the rooftop, Nomiya walked straight to the railing and sat down.

He opened his large bento, picked up his chopsticks and started eating, while waiting for Eriri to come over.

In fact, this morning, not just two lunch boxes were prepared, but three, because Gong Yu was standing at the kitchen door with a pitiful look on her face, saying that she wanted to eat too, and she seemed like she would cry if she wasn't given food.

I can cook but don’t work, but I have to eat the cold lunch prepared in the morning which is bound to get cold at noon.

Women are complex creatures. When they fall in love, even their most basic concepts will change. They can even replace physical pleasure with emotional satisfaction.

so troublesome.

Thinking of the girlish woman at home, Nomiyama felt a headache again.

His senses were too sharp. Under the same roof, there was a person who liked him, right in front of him without any secrets. Moreover, this person was good-looking, gentle, and accommodating to him in every way.

He always felt that if he continued like this, something would go wrong sooner or later, and then he might really be caught and scolded by Yukinoshita and Natsume.

No, if something really went wrong, given Yukinoshita's personality, she would probably just cut off ties...

Just as I was thinking about it, Eriri pushed open the door to the rooftop and walked over.

Nomiyama glanced at her, raised his hand and handed her the lunch box.

Sawamura Eriri took the lunch box and said, "You wanted to make this for me."

"Yeah." Nomi-san nodded and added, "Remember to praise my cooking later."

Eriri Sawamura sat down next to him, opened the lunch box, and found that it was full of her favorite foods.

Holding back her inner excitement and happiness, she snorted, "No way!"

Nomiyama looked at the white clouds in the sky and was too lazy to look at her. He just wanted to take it as a sarcasm.

Eri Sawamura picked up the food, took a bite, and her eyes lit up.

Delicious...

As expected, Feng Zao should have married himself. Xue No could make lunch boxes by herself, so she couldn't complement Feng Zao at all. It was time for her to do it herself. Feng Zao would cook at home, and he would work hard to draw books to support him.

Trying hard to stuff more food into her mouth, Sawamura Eriri tried to hide some of her emotions: "Kazehaya, how do you know what I like to eat?"

Nomiyama glanced at her sideways, unconcerned: "You used to pick out the food you didn't like and share it with me and Yukinoshita. I have a good memory, so I wrote down all the food you didn't like."

"Oh."

Sawamura Eriri turned her head away so that he couldn't see, trying to suppress the smile on her lips.

Nomiyama chewed the food in his mouth and looked at the large clouds in the sky that looked like marshmallows. His thoughts drifted away. There should be no city in the sky above.

Then Yukinoshita's letter will arrive. I wonder what she will say to me, whether she will say something nice to make me happy.

Probably, but the first few lines are definitely to provoke yourself.

hiss...

8

Something suddenly occurred to him.

He also has a "wife" at home, and if the letter arrives, it will fall into her hands first.

Chapter 72: I like to mingle with my classmates

Yukinoshita Haruno went to the company today, a rare occasion.

She sat in her mother's usual seat, her fingers dancing on the keyboard, her expression relaxed and happy.

In the past thousand years, the opportunity for him to go down the mountain may not have been mine, but at least I happened to be there when he entered the mountain.

To round it off, he said that he was the one who asked him to go down the mountain and there was no problem.

I have made contributions to the Yukinoshita family, and I jumped over the cliff for the Yukinoshita family.

So in order to win him back, it is reasonable to spend some money and create some surprises and romance.

Whistling, she continued to work on the computer.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

The other party didn't even come in, he just said something outside.

"Miss, you can't embezzle that money."

Her fingers paused, and Yukinoshita Haruno said in a bad tone: "I need to use this money for turnover. I think when it comes to the management of the Yukinoshita family's company, you should have no right to interfere with me."

The voice outside was not at all panicked: "Yes, Miss."

"But Madam said that you cannot embezzle company funds. Your most important task right now is to understand how the company operates."

Understand the operation of the company first.

Quit it!

Picking up her shoulder bag and taking her fishing gear, Yukinoshita Haruno walked towards the door with a gloomy face.

Go fishing with him, and then try to catch him while he's in heat.

Just wait, wait until I bring him home, I see he becomes your son-in-law, what else can you use to control me?

Haha, I will live next door to you then, so you can fall asleep listening to the sounds every day.

......

Nomiya actually feels that his personality has become much more restrained since he entered junior high school.

For example, he has been in school for three or four days and has not yet become friends with his classmates.

If this were elementary school, he would have ended up in Natsume's office, being scolded by An Jing and Yukinoshita.

However, Yukinoshita is a very cunning type. She never takes action, which leads to Natsume's usual words to her being "Yukino, please keep a closer eye on him."

She would respond with a serious expression, "Okay, teacher, I will take good care of Nomi-san."

Then when something happened, she neither took action nor tried to dissuade them. She just stood quietly in a position to stop her classmates from escaping. After that, she took out her cell phone and called Teacher Natsume.

"Teacher, Nomi-san hits people again."

In a sense, Yukinoshita is the most terrifying person in Chiba Central Elementary School. She allowed herself to mingle with her classmates, and then turned around and carried herself into the office to be scolded, saying that she really arrested him every time.

Although I also think that there is nothing wrong with this.

Carrying the fishing rod, Nomiyama walked to the indoor shoe cabinet and watched the three male classmates open their shoe cabinets.

It's really strange. It's been a long time since I encountered someone who stole my shoes in person.

Leaning the fishing rod against the shoe cabinet, he walked quietly towards the classmates.

You can’t use a fishing rod to catch them, as it’s easy to kill the students with one hook.

It is easier to control the force with fists. If you throw six punches in one second, the students will just burst into tears.

With a smile on his face, Nomiya walked over to them, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Hello you all."

The three male classmates were obviously frozen and quickly turned to look at him.

The leader's eyes turned slightly timid, then turned into wanton ferocity. He opened his mouth, ready to say something.

In the blink of an eye, a fist landed on his face, and then he was grabbed by the collar, followed by five punches to the chest and abdomen.

After a while, he held his stomach, bent over and knelt on the ground, drooling.

Nomiya glanced at him, ignored him, and began to replicate the actions of the other two.

It was agreed that there would be six punches in one second, so not a single punch could be missing. If one was missing, the students might not be able to appreciate his intentions.

He lowered his head, glanced at the classmate who was lying on the ground drooling, then glanced at the classmates around who were watching the fun, and Nomiya quietly changed his shoes.

He changed into sneakers and hesitated when putting his indoor shoes into the shoe cabinet, but finally stuffed them in.

Forget it, I can fish them out of the river anyway. It would be terrible if someone steals my entire shoe cabinet after I take them away.

The fate of your indoor shoes is full of strange and confusing things. It wouldn't be surprising if a meteorite fell from the sky one day and destroyed your shoes.

After changing his shoes, he walked towards the school gate. Before leaving, he glanced at the senior schoolmate in the crowd.

Well, his eyes were full of fanaticism, he was muttering a lot, and it was obvious that he was in that strange crazy state again.