And the first day of the third holiday.

My grandfather spoke to me waiting to be picked up by Mr. Astoria.

"Take the onion."

Probably a fancy car to pick you up.

The last time I gave you a vegetable with soil, it might smell.

Oh, should I double the bag?

By the way, after that, Mr. Astoria sent me an image of a dish made with the vegetables I gave him.

Some of the images belonged to the escorts.

It all seems delicious. Best of all.

"I'm gonna take care of you today, so give me this treat."

And my grandfather's next mother, who is now off work, has handed me a sweet fold that looks fancy.

Well, really, you can't just bare your hands because you're in a teaching position.

"And how often do you thank your parents over there?

"Yeah."

My mother sours her mouth and says, no disrespect anyway, you know, say hello properly.

How old the hell am I in my mother?

And when I did, my phone shook.

I heard from Astoria.

At the same time, a voice came from the front door.

By the way, we don't have the advantage of the science of modern civilization called intercom.

When you call your family, you'll be shouting anyway.

Last time Mr. Astoria came to us, someone from the escort supposedly spoke up.

My mother arrived for some reason when I was headed to the front door.

When I opened the door, Mr. Astoria and still two black clothes escorts, a total of three people, were waiting.

My mother greeted me there, and I bowed my head so ashamed to thank Mellon and disturb Mr. Astoria's house today.

Enough, stop it. Really embarrassing.

And the two escorts and Mr. Astoria are also coming to thank you for the vegetables.

I know this kind of communication is important.

I know,

"Well, thank you for being our idiot.

If you work disrespectfully, don't slap me with mercy. "

Hey, come on, trust me, I'm already in high school.

"You're a beautiful mother."

Get in the car and open the door. Best, Mr. Astoria says so.

By the way, me and Mr. Astoria are in the back seat, and the two escorts are in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat.

Oh, my God, that's a small number, unlike last time.

"Really?"

"Yeah! Could it have been an actress or an idol?

"Come on? Oh, thanks again today"

"Fine, fine, never mind.

And thanks for the onions. I'm sorry I got you some sweets. "

"That's what you don't care about."

"Speaking of which, where do you eat with the person you were talking about?

I'll take my phone out and show it to Mr. Astoria.

"Here"

"I see. Maybe I'll see you that day."

"Why?"

"On the same day, we eat together as a family.

I'm so excited to see your father and I haven't seen him in a while. "

"Long time no see?"

"Yes, I'm busy at work anyway and I don't see much of you.

Your mother's always at home. "

Rich people are tough, too.

I guess I have a different busy schedule than no poor free time.

"It is."

I see you have some helpers.

I often see it in cartoons, maids and butlers greet you in a cheap line, can you see a sight like that?

"But for the second time today, Mr. Tetsu's house is huge.

I can't believe there are three in one piece of land, and four when you put in a garage. "

"Really? But compared to the house, Mr. Astoria, it's smaller, isn't it?

"Us? Normal."

"Really?

"Yeah. Because your father and grandfather don't feel comfortable when the house is too big. Is it broader than that when they say it's common?

But it's normal.

Besides, it's private today.

If it's a visitor building like that, it's somewhere else. "

It's called a vacation home.

No, in this case it's a separate house?

"Is it good? Um, I'll go to the motherhouse."

"Yeah. 'Cause it's not a job or a night club.

I'm so excited about your mother. "

Why? "

"I don't know, because no kids I've ever known could play this way normally"

No, you heard that.

"When I talked to you today, I'd stick around and cook a lot in the morning to do it in practice anyway."

Wait, wait, wait. Wait a minute.

"Oh, could it be that Mr. Astoria's mother is the teacher of manners?

I was hoping to get you to stop by the convenience store along the way, but I didn't know the rice was actually coming out.

"Yeah!"

Oh, my God, you smile good, this lady.

"It's just, Mr. Tetsu, the house is the farmer, right?

I talked about being a rice farmer, so I said it was bread today.

The kid who makes rice, he says the other way around, he's scared, so he made bread. "

"Mr. Astoria's mother, can you bake bread?

"Yeah. I've been planting seeds since last night."

You don't have to worry about it.

Oh, but bread is always super sweet bread or food bread, so what do you care if you're new to handmade bread?

Looking forward to it.

But...

"You plant bread seeds at night?

"It's one of the mid-species methods called the Xiao Seed Act (Overnight).

It's a cold fermentation method in the refrigerator.

If you're going to do it on the same day, it's called straight pinching. "

"I'm familiar with that."

"My mother asked me about my savings every day, and I just remembered"

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