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She always put away the letters sent by Yukinoshita, but never peeked at them. When she occasionally made fish soup and ate spicy hot pot, she would breathe heavily while eating and try to adapt to her taste.

Even so, she was still cautious, worried that something might not be done well and would make her unhappy.

In fact, I did a very good job. In a sense, every aspect of my life was taken care of and paid attention to by her.

“What a hassle…”

Sighing, Nomiya picked up the big bowl of broth and started to gulp it down.

Exhaling a breath of hot air, he put down the bowl, stood up, walked to the refrigerator and opened it.

After taking a look, he took out the ingredients with one hand and held them with the other.

She said she would try to come back tonight, so let's prepare the food first.

I haven't cooked a proper meal for a long time, so it's a good idea to have a big meal tonight.

......

Yukinoshita Miyayu walked into the training room barefoot, step by step, with calm eyes.

She shifted her gaze and looked at her eldest daughter, who was lively and lively by nature but also thoughtful.

She was kneeling with her legs bent, her back straight, her eyes closed, and she was wearing a black training suit with only a white belt around her waist. This was a tradition left by their ancestors. Whenever the Yukinoshita family practiced martial arts, they used this set.

Yukinoshita Miyame walked, her footsteps calm and orderly.

Directly opposite her, Yukinoshita Haruno, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes, looked at her, and stood up.

Yukinoshita Miyame stopped two meters away from her, her expression unchanged, her voice still holding a hint of indifference: "Why? Haven't seen you in over a year? Do you want me to review your progress in Aikido?"

Yukinoshita Haruno was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Yes, mother, I really want to compete with you."

After saying this, she performed the opening gesture of the Aikido tradition.

Yukinoshita Miyame raised her eyebrows when she heard that, then stretched out her hand and made the same starting gesture.

In the training room, two people, both wearing black training suits and with the same deep blue eyes, stood facing each other.

The Aikido of the Yukinoshita family is a fighting technique that focuses on defense, and most of the routines and moves are defensive counterattacks.

However, for any skills, when the gap between them is too big, the difference between the first hand and the backhand is actually not that big.

Taking a step forward, Yukinoshita Miyame stretched out her hand first.

His hands were separated, and the other party took this opportunity to lean forward, extending a hand to his chest.

The next step is to push up against your heels and push your upper body hard to push yourself down.

Ah.

Reaching out, he grabbed the opponent's wrist, took a step back, and dodged the foot that was reaching out. Yukinoshita Miyame was not polite at all. She used the force and threw him to the ground on her back.

Standing there, she looked at her eldest daughter lying on the ground and sneered slightly: "I taught you Aikido, how can you beat me?"

Yukinoshita Haruno spread her hands and was silent for a while before finally laughing to herself: "You're right."

She stood up, but instead of making the family Aikido hand gestures, she curled her fingers and clenched her fists. She smiled and said, "Again."

Yukinoshita Miyasame narrowed her eyes: "Fighting?"

"interesting."

Taking a step forward, Yukinoshita Miyame still chose to attack first.

His arm was slapped away and a fist came straight towards him.

With a calm expression, Yukinoshita Miyame stretched out her other hand, grabbed the other's wrist, and prepared to throw him back again.

Then, he was kicked in the abdomen.

Taking two steps back, Yukinoshita Miyame took a few deep breaths to calm the pain, then raised her head with a lively expression on her face, which was an undisguised compliment.

"Not bad, who did you learn this from?"

"You talk too much. If you want to fight, just fight. We'll talk after you're done."

Yukinoshita Miyayu shook her head: "In this respect, you really don't look like a member of the Yukinoshita family at all."

As she finished her words, she moved forward again.

As an elder, it is right for you to take the initiative, because with the blessing of age, you will definitely win.

......

Ten minutes later.

Yukinoshita Haruno was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, her eyebrows unconsciously wrinkled because of the pain, but when she moved her gaze to look at the person standing there, she laughed, a mocking laugh.

Covering her eyes, Yukinoshita Miyame was also gasping for breath. She tried to calm her breathing, and her expression remained unchanged, but the visible anger was indeed flowing through her body.

The opponent's subsequent punches seemed to be aimed only at hitting the face. Even if he was hit hard, he tried his best to hit his face.

He was very careful to avoid it, but with his strength declining, he was still accidentally hit in the eye socket by her.

Amidst everyone's gasps, Yukinoshita Haruno looked at the ceiling and spoke first.

No etiquette, no politeness, no filial piety.

"Hey, Yukinoshita Miyame, how are you? Did that punch hurt?"

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Chapter 101: Filial Piety and Unfilial Piety

I want to beat her, I want to beat this shameless, stealing fox.

All other considerations can be put aside. In short, fight first and talk about it later.

After changing into training clothes, Yukinoshita Haruno walked straight into the training room, then sat down with her legs bent, closed her eyes and adjusted her state.

She believed that the mother understood what she meant. The people in the Yukinoshita family spent a lot of time together in the training room.

Waiting quietly, she gradually adjusted her angry emotions.

You probably can't win, but if you stay calm and try to land a few punches on her, it shouldn't be a problem.

I want to marry my old wife

The fact was just as she thought. She was suppressed in various aspects of skills, but she did land a few punches as she wished.

Seeing her covering her eyes, Yukinoshita Haruno smiled.

Shameless fox.

......

"Hey, Yukinoshita Miyame, how are you? Did that punch hurt?"

Listening to Yang No's words, Yukinoshita Miyame rubbed her eyes, put down her hands, and had a cold expression.

"It hurts a little, then what?"

With a sneer, she looked down at the person lying on the ground: "And you think you have won? Yang Nao, you are seventeen years old, don't treat yourself as a child. Victory is never about making the opponent angry, but making the opponent disappear completely."

"Yes, I am a child."

Yukinoshita Haruno stood up and looked at her mother: "What about you? An adult who's fighting with a child for candy?"

"Stealing candy from a kid?" Yukinoshita Miyame shook her head with a calm expression, "I don't remember Feng Zao saying he had a girlfriend."

Yukinoshita Haruno stared at her mother for a moment, then sneered, "Shameless."

Her gaze lingered on the other person's face for a moment, and she frowned slightly: "What did you do? Why do you seem younger?"

Yukinoshita Miyame looked at her eldest daughter and made no attempt to hide anything. "Our family has never been short of anti-aging elixirs. Many years ago, he casually threw them to our ancestors as snacks. Over the years, successive clan leaders rarely used them because most of them understood that in his eyes up in the mountains, no matter what he looked like, it made little difference."

“But he went down the mountain this time.”

Yukinoshita Miyame smiled and said, "So I used it."

"Oh." Yukinoshita Haruno also smiled, "Shameless."

Yukinoshita Miyame simply returned to her calm expression and did not respond to the other party's obvious resentment.

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at the familiar cold expression and a cold look appeared on her face.

Controlling the Yukinoshita family is basically equivalent to controlling Chiba, so she always carries a sense of majesty, which is a temperament naturally formed from being in a high position and issuing orders for a long time. In the past, both Yukino and she were suppressed by this appearance and did not dare to resist at all.

And then, he's just a fox that steals fish.

Her voice was a little heavier, and Yukinoshita Haruno didn't beat around the bush: "How did you end up living in his house?"

Yukinoshita Miyame just looked at her without saying anything.

"Approaching him as a stranger would waste a lot of time, and you definitely can't wait." Yukinoshita Haruno lowered her head, her eyes flickering, and she kept talking. "So you found an identity. Given his current state, it definitely can't be his identity in this life, it can only be his identity in the past. Taking advantage of the information gap you have, it won't be too difficult to do this."

Looking up, Yukinoshita Haruno had a grim expression on her face: "What did you tell him?"

Yukinoshita Miyame watched her eldest daughter think, infer, and finally raise the most crucial question, and she was not surprised.

Yang No has always been very smart, and this intelligence was evident when she was very young.

She is sharp-minded, good at acting, and loves to spy on people's hearts. She is a natural successor to the Yukinoshita family.

Her expression remained unchanged. Yukinoshita Miyame didn't choose to hide anything, but simply gave a simple answer.

"I am his wife and he and I have two children."

Her expression changed, and Yukinoshita Haruno's body began to tremble slightly, even her voice seemed to tremble a little: "How dare you? How dare you say that!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Yukinoshita Miyame took a few steps, grabbed a towel from the rack, and wiped the sweat off her face. Her mood remained calm. "When I was eighteen, I was sure I would become his wife. As for you two, you were born from the interaction between my body and his strength. What's the problem?"

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at her indifferently, her face gloomy and unbelievable: "Big lies will eventually be exposed."

Yukinoshita Miyame casually hung the towel on the rack and shook her head: "Except for not really becoming his wife yet, I didn't lie to him in other aspects."

"Yukinoshita Miyasame, are you deceiving yourself?" Yukinoshita Haruno sneered, "Using information asymmetry to create a mental illusion, misleading him, and making it impossible for him to make judgments, how is this different from deception?"

"Even if he doesn't recover his memory, he will eventually discover your problem." Yukinoshita Haruno stopped smiling, her voice as cold as ice. "For example, I'll tell him everything, tell him who he really was before."

"Well, you can do that."

Yukinoshita Miyame stretched out her hand and looked at her palm.

If this accident had not happened, I should have prepared food for him in that small home, waited for him to come back, cooked it well, and then watched him finish the food on the table with some satisfaction.

After dinner, the two of them would go to the supermarket together and take a walk to digest the food. I would stand beside him and match his pace.

A smile unconsciously appeared on her face, and Yukinoshita Miyame looked at her eldest daughter.

"I know that after you say this, he will realize that he has been misled by me and that I can no longer maintain my identity as his wife. He will be disappointed in me and will be angry."

The gentleness on her face gradually faded, and Yukinoshita Miyame regained her composure and coldness, asking in return, "And then?"

and then?

He knew, and then what?

Yukinoshita Haruno opened her mouth. She wanted to say, "Then you can no longer live there, you will never be able to get close to him again, and you will never have the chance to become his real wife again."

But when her eyes fell on the other person's face, she stopped talking and her expression became even gloomier.

Yukinoshita Miyayu turned her head and looked in the direction of the little family. Her voice was gentle, "He is no longer the cold god who looks down on the world. He has become a human being with seven emotions and six desires. Although more than a year is not a long time, and although it is not enough for him to be inseparable from me, it is not that I have done nothing."

She turned her head and looked at her eldest daughter. "In all of Chiba, I love him the most. My emotions, my world, are all exposed to him, and he is no longer as hard as stone."

"He found out about these things, and then I would still live there, but I would have to walk a longer distance to be closer to him."

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at her mother who was completely fearless, took a few deep breaths, and then her expression paused slightly.

She looked up, smiled, and mentioned the name again: "No, mother, you are deliberately ignoring something."

Yukinoshita Miyame looked at her in silence.

The smile spread and eventually became increasingly presumptuous, and Yukinoshita Haruno stared at her mother.

"You didn't mention Yukino."

"Under normal circumstances, you can indeed continue, but what if he knows that you are the mother of me and Yukino?"

"Or to put it more simply, what if he knew right now that you were Yukino's mother? What would he do? Did you anticipate this?"