Uneasy daily life

The crisp sound of cracking open a sunflower seed echoed in the tense and chaotic atmosphere, and everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to Yukino Yukinoshita.

"Uh... Good luck, good luck!"

Yukinoshita casually stirred things up, then asked with a smile, "Mother, was this how Grandpa planned to chop Father up back then?"

Yukinoshita's father: "..."

No, my father-in-law didn't give me a chance to challenge him at all; he made me commit seppuku to atone for my sins.

"Pretty much," Yukinoshita's mother said calmly. "The weapons are in the main hall. You can find one that suits you and have a fair fight with Father."

"Humph!"

Grandpa Yukinoshita snorted coldly, put down the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand, and remained silent with a stern face.

It seems like things aren't going to get out of hand. Is this Bai Jun's strategy? First, he'll cause trouble for Grandpa as a stranger, then he'll cause trouble for Grandpa as a familiar one... Hmph, I guess he's not lacking in ideas to create some excitement and fun.

Yukino Yukinoshita, her mouth covered, muttered to herself, somewhat dissatisfied—what does "bet" mean? Can something so intimate be called a bet? Why did they suddenly ambush me? Why did they suddenly accelerate the pace on their own? Do they have some ulterior motive?

Well, if I had to say... I'm the one who's more willing to take the initiative! But aside from being the most proactive when confessing, I always seem to be the one being led around!

how to say……

Not reconciled.

My heart is divided into four parts, and I definitely like you more than you do, but after we became a couple, it's always you who's jumping around.

“Godfather, let’s keep things separate. Be a man of your word, don’t worry about trivial matters,” Bai Ying urged. “Shouldn’t you keep your bet? I’m really going to do it, don’t you dare? A real man should keep his word…”

The white figure paused slightly, tilted its head to look at Yukino Yukinoshita, and caught a glimpse of her gaze quickly averted.

Yukino Yukinoshita removed her hand from her mouth, her shyness and panic replaced by calm. Her bright eyes looked straight at Grandpa Yukinoshita: "Grandpa, would you like to hear our story?"

"..."

Grandpa Yukinoshita paused for a moment, then said with a stern face, "Make lunch first."

He turned and headed straight for the kitchen. Yukino Yukinoshita quickly followed to help, her steps somewhat bouncy, her back view a little uneasy, as if she were in a state of mixed panic and joy.

"Let's go, let's go help, otherwise Yukino-chan might start arguing with Grandpa."

Yukino followed along with a look of schadenfreude, while Yukino's mother remained calm and composed.

This hero is truly...

Bai Ying stared intently at her palm, noticing a slight dampness. Based on her senses, she deduced that the hero had nervously pursed her lips, perhaps even licking them in her agitated state. Suppressing her pounding heartbeat, she gently pouted and stole a kiss on her palm, quickly withdrawing it as if burned. Finally, with her habitually indifferent expression, she successfully concealed the sneaky little action.

They all have a sneak attack mentality, and they always have to carefully recall, deduce, and remember it afterward, making them seem like psychopaths.

Bai Ying sighed and shook her head.

Click.

A crisp sound of a melon seed cracking rang out, and then a melon seed shell was tossed at the feet of the white figure.

Bai Ying looked up and met her father's deep gaze beneath the snow.

click -

The father chewed on melon seeds under the snow and threw the shells at the white-clad figure's feet.

"Hey, there's trash on the ground, didn't you see it?"

Bai Ying said solemnly, "Tell me, who will our godfather ask us to kill the chicken?"

"Of course it's you," Yukinoshita's father sneered. "You've become a thorn in your father-in-law's side, yet you still act like you're a distant relative?"

“No, what I mean is that my godfather knows my strength. Killing a chicken is just a matter of a swift stroke of the knife, a piece of cake,” Bai Ying said logically. “It’s very easy for me, but very difficult for my elder brother, so my godfather won’t choose me.”

Yukino's father didn't believe her: "You?"

"Ah."

Bai Ying smiled dismissively and said it lightly.

Have you ever washed fresh stuffed pig intestines?

The immense shadow of the strong instantly enveloped the incompetent adult.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Blood-Handed Chicken Slaughter

From a purely rational perspective, this possibility is very high...

Yukinoshita's father's mind raced with lightning speed.

While the father-in-law certainly dislikes troublesome children and treats everyone equally, personal ability becomes the biggest difference!

The realm of shoveling excrement is truly too profound; I can't even muster the desire to challenge it!

"Ahem, my dear brother..."

Under the snow, her father shifted his recliner and handed her a handful of sunflower seeds: "Come, come, try these sunflower seeds. I specially bought the premium variety. They're incredibly fragrant and delicious, with a lingering aftertaste."

"Ah."

Bai Ying took the melon seeds with composure, cracked them open with her fingers, held the shells in her palm, and said calmly, "Killing a chicken is not a difficult task."

"It definitely feels simpler than shoveling manure." Yukinoshita's father abruptly changed the subject, "How so?"

Bai Ying described in detail: "First, you need to step on the chicken's feet to prevent it from running around. Grabbing its wings or pressing down on its body is not a good option, as the chicken is likely to get injured if it struggles..."

"Injured?" Yukinoshita's father said in disbelief, "I grabbed its wing, and it could turn its head 180 degrees?"

“I mean chickens are easily injured.” Bai Ying glanced sideways. “If a chicken is injured or killed while struggling violently, it will have bruises, and the meat will become stiff, reducing the quality of the food. This is a big deal when it comes to eating; who cares if you get injured?”

Yukinoshita's father: "?"

Damn it, they're so arrogant and overbearing in their own territory... I'll just have to tolerate them and avoid their sharp edge!

Because your father-in-law might actually make you kill a chicken!

Yukinoshita's father asked, "If you step on it, the chicken will struggle, and won't its feet get bruised?"

Bai Ying looked at him in shock: "You've never eaten chicken feet before?"

"..." Yukinoshita's father felt somewhat relieved after attributing the problem to the interference of the evil spirit, and humbly asked, "So what should we do next?"

Bai Ying succinctly stated, "Grab the chicken's head, expose its neck, slit its artery, and bleed it to death."

What a nonchalant yet cruel tone! How many wailing souls are hidden in those words! The little goddesses should see the true face of this wicked creature!

The father's eyes twitched slightly as he silently watched the white figure, who was cracking sunflower seeds and returning his gaze with a puzzled look.

Ultimately, the adults were the first to give in, feeling that the simplistic process didn't quite suit their mood: "That's it?"

"Of course more than that."

Bai Ying nodded solemnly and said, "First, the chicken should be offered up in a shrine, three incense sticks should be lit, and we should kowtow to the Pleiades Star Lord to soothe the chicken's fragile and bewildered soul. Then, we should take out a standard scalpel, give the chicken an anesthetic injection, and then look up a chicken anatomy chart. We should cut the artery in the correct position, and at the same time, a high-ranking monk should chant the Rebirth Sutra and stick the sutra on the chicken's body, advising it that the chicken's death is like a lamp going out. Since the chicken has already been given away, we should release its skin and let it live, accumulating merit for the next life. It is not a bad thing..."

Yukinoshita's father: "Can you make this up any more?"

"Grateful for its sacrifice, which extended your life, what a noble spirit!" Bai Ying curled his lip, his face full of disdain. "Brother, you're just a typical poor student with too many stationery items. It's just a matter of killing a chicken, it's that simple—just slit its throat."

How decisive and efficient! I felt a chill run down my neck.

Yukinoshita's father coughed, grabbed another handful of melon seeds, and said in a kind tone, "Brother, in front of your father-in-law, we are both juniors. We should stand together and help each other."

"really."

Bai Ying nodded slightly, and before Xue Zhixia's father could react, a handful of sunflower seed shells were thrown at his feet.

Yukinoshita's father: "?"

"Hey, there's trash on the ground, didn't you see it?"

Bai Ying cracked open a melon seed with a snap, then tossed the shell at her father's feet under the snow.

Yukinoshita's father flew into a rage: "You wretched child! I am your elder!"

Bai Ying's face froze, somewhat incredulous. After a few seconds of blank stare, he sighed softly and murmured with a weary air, "Elder! I shuddered. I knew it; a pitifully thick barrier had already formed between us..."

"Hahaha! Just kidding, just kidding!"

Yukinoshita's father stood up with a smile, found a broom and a trash can in the lobby, swept up the sunflower seed shells and threw them into the trash can: "What difference is there between status and position? They are just formalities. My brother and I are close friends. Why would we get angry over such a thing? Wouldn't it be better if we helped each other and got rich together?"

"Goodbye, brother."

Bai Ying smiled with admiration.

Hehehehe... Just wait! The day the chicken's head falls to the ground will be the day you become a carpet!

Yukinoshita's father sat down again to eat sunflower seeds. After muttering a few sinister words to himself, he felt much better. He leaned back and glanced in the direction of the kitchen. From the outside, no one could see what was happening in the kitchen, and from the kitchen, no one could see them. He lowered his voice and said, "Kid, did your father-in-law really say that?"

"Just saying," Bai Ying said, cracking sunflower seeds. "Didn't my godfather not do any of the things he mentioned?"

Yukinoshita's father hummed twice: "My father-in-law has never told me his thoughts."

"Huh?" Bai Ying asked in surprise, "Did your godfather ever give you a kind look?"

Yukinoshita's father immediately retorted, "Although he didn't say it, I feel that he has always acknowledged me."

"After all, I can't just chop you up with one stroke, can I?" Bai Ying sighed. "Poor godfather, he was ultimately too weak to stand up for himself and had no choice but to accept it. He even got used to his elder brother, who was always an eyesore."

You wretched child!

"You better be nice and speak properly," Yukinoshita's father coughed, his face grim. "Anyway, your father-in-law is probably just a bit stubborn and can't bring himself to do it, right?"

Bai Ying cleared her throat, and the voice of Yukinoshita's father emerged from her mouth. It wasn't a low voice, but a magnanimous tone: "Father-in-law is definitely not the kind of old-fashioned stubborn person who thinks he is right even if he hurts the feelings of his family, so he just forgives himself!"

Yukinoshita's father's face contorted with rage as he raised his hand and grabbed the white figure by the neck, attempting to punish the wicked creature on the spot.

Bai Ying said righteously and sternly, "Stop! How could you do such a thing?! My godfather is an upright and honorable man, a true gentleman, a man of his word, a man of his word, a man of his word..."

"Of course it's my father-in-law!" Yukinoshita's father loudly echoed, then immediately accused him angrily, "What are you doing, you brat, impersonating my voice and staging this? Show me some respect!"

The two were bickering in the courtyard by the door, and the atmosphere in the kitchen was a bit awkward.

Grandpa Yukinoshita remained calm and unmoved, his face as still as a mountain. He was already numb from the boomerang, so putting aside his own words for now, he looked at his daughter strangely: "You've taken a fancy to that kid?"

“It wasn’t me who chose it,” Yukino’s mother said calmly as she peeled garlic with deft movements. “It was Yukino and Haruno who chose it.”

Grandpa Yukino turned to look at his two granddaughters, hesitating to speak, hesitating to speak, hesitating to speak.

In my mind, I should leave such an impression on my two granddaughters as a calm, dignified yet kind person.

In reality... he's quite young for his age, and his body is covered in boomerangs.

I don't know what to say.

“Grandpa, this isn’t a decision made on a whim or for any other reason.” Yukino Yukinoshita washed her hands and replied earnestly, “This is a decision I made after going through all sorts of things.”

Yukinoshita Haruno was chopping vegetables when she spoke briefly and directly: "Grandpa thinks this won't work, that there's a big problem?"

"Of course there's a problem. Putting everything else aside—four!" Old Man Yukinoshita frowned, habitually putting his hands behind his back. "Four today, eight tomorrow, how many more the day after? You're willing to do this kind of thing... something you'll regret sooner or later? You might not think it's a big deal now, but what about later? That kid is already insincere and untrustworthy. He'll definitely let you down in the future!"

"To presume the future based on the absence of conclusions is absurd in itself, and these are not reasons. There is only one most important reason..."

Yukino Yukinoshita paused slightly. She had been hoping to showcase her and her sister's excellence as granddaughters to her grandfather, and then find a way to reconcile the relationship between her grandfather and mother. After pursing her lips, she calmly said, "I like Haku-kun."

Grandpa Yukino's eyes twitched slightly. He suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart and paced back and forth unconsciously in the kitchen, his face clouded with gloom.

"Isn't a jerk trustworthy?" Yukinoshita asked doubtfully. "I saw Grandpa having a lot of fun with him."

Grandpa Yukino's lips twitched: "That kid deliberately pretended not to know me! He was plotting something, his heart is despicable!"

Yukino Yukinoshita said in surprise, "Strangers can chat and talk about anything, and seem to have a good relationship; but people they know can be bossy and look down on them. Isn't that a bit strange?"

"?"

Grandpa Yukinoshita was hit by another dart and couldn't utter a word. He could only look at his daughter with a reproachful expression: "Do you think this is okay?"

“In the past, I would definitely have thought there was a problem with this—it would tarnish the reputation of the Xue Shita family and people would gossip about it; the child made a mistake and went astray and needed to be corrected; the requirements were not met, and the child even began to deviate from the expected trajectory…”

Yukinoshita's mother calmly peeled garlic and said slowly, "Right now, rather than the reputation of the Yukinoshita family, whether it's a mistake or not, my expectations and standards for them—I care more about their feelings. I only offer guidance, not interference. They are very smart and capable children."

"Looking back now, I realize that I used to set conditions for them and explain my reasons, and they worked very hard to meet them. Haruno did a great job, which gave me a sense of accomplishment that I felt was justified. Yukino didn't do as well, which made me feel a sense of urgency and dissatisfaction to push her harder," Yukinoshita's mother sighed. "But what is their success in reality? I was just the one who made the demands."

Grandpa Yukinoshita was speechless for a moment, after all, he felt that his daughter's words had a hidden meaning.

"There was also an agreement in place that sexual activity would be prohibited before graduation from university."

Yukinoshita's mother said calmly, "Of course, this is not based on the idea that 'chastity is a woman's most precious thing,' but rather a test and a reminder—to learn to cherish oneself, and at the same time, to use six years to prove each other's feelings. The real denial is not my denial, but the denial of the facts."

Grandpa Yukinoshita was speechless.

It was definitely a mistake for my daughter to get pregnant out of wedlock back then. Now that things have settled down, who is the one whose case has been refuted by the facts?