After Qiuhua left, only Si Ji and Mixue were left in the living room.

Siji found that Mixue, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, seemed a little restless, and looked at him from time to time. Just as he was thinking about whether he was going to ask what was going on, Mixue spoke first.

"that……"

Unlike her decisive performance, Miyuki is a little hesitant.

"Are you all with your mom these days?"

"Yes, it's been since the resurrection."

"That's it. So..."

"?"

"How is her life in mom?"

Mixue held her hands and looked up at Siji.

"You should be more efficient when asking Qiuhua's questions directly."

"Hmm~~~"

Siji discovered that Mixue showed a tangled expression on her face. Is this a very difficult thing?

"Please tell me, please."

"Okay. So what do you mean by how you are doing?"

"Just whether it's good or not."

"The judgment of good and bad has a subjective element. I don't know what Qiu Hua thinks, so I don't know if she thinks it's good or not."

"Really, then you can tell me how you feel!"

Mixue couldn't help but say loudly, but she lowered her voice halfway, as if she was afraid that Qiuhua, who was in the kitchen, would hear it.

"All right."

Although Siji didn't understand why Meixue chose such a roundabout way to inquire about Qiuhua, he still answered seriously.

"Fitness, Qiu Hua suffered two serious injuries and several minor injuries in this period of about three months..."

"Wait a moment!"

"What's up?"

"What's wrong with serious injuries?"

Meixue leaned across the coffee table.

"Just as literally it is a damage that can cause serious harm to the human body."

"I know this! I mean why I was seriously injured?"

Mixue stared at Siji with wide eyes and nervousness, but she seemed to understand immediately.

"Is it the job you mentioned?"

"Yes."

“Is it a very dangerous job?”

"The danger level is not exactly the same, the most dangerous one can be life-threatening."

Only Siji can do this if he can say such words without any scruples. It is still too difficult to understand the tactful way of expression.

"life……"

Mixue sat back again, and she looked a little depressed.

"Does my mother still have any injuries now?"

“It has been fully recovered.”

"Yeah?"

"Yes, Qiu Hua is now far stronger than in the past. Physical strength, immunity, vitality, etc. have surpassed the universal standards of human beings in this world."

"oh."

Even after hearing these words, Miyuki didn't feel relieved.

"What about other aspects, such as mood."

"In my opinion, I personally think Qiuhua is in a good mood most of the time."

After saying that, Siji was silent for a moment, and then said something he didn't know how to say.

"Qiuhua misses you very much."

Mixue, who had originally lowered her head, suddenly looked at Siji.

"Qiuhua always wants to come to see you, but she is worried that you will hate you."

"How could I hate my mom?!"

Mixue showed an incredible expression.

"Qiuhua is so troubled."

“…”

Mixue fell silent again, and she covered her face with her hands.

Siji could not see her face, but he felt that Miyuki's mood was a little different from the depression he had just now.

About a few seconds later, Miyuki put down her hand.

"Thank you for telling me this."

"I don't think this will completely answer your questions."

"No, that's enough."

Miyuki smiled at Siji.

"Thank you."

Since Mixue is already satisfied, Siji will not say more.

Not long after their conversation ended, Qiuhua's supper was ready.

Siji followed Mixue to the restaurant and saw the rich dishes on the table.

"Okay, let's have a meal!"

Qiuhua opened his hands and made a welcome position.

It’s just that Mixue stood at the dining table without taking action.

"Mixue?"

"……nothing."

Mixue shook her head and covered her eyes with her hands, but her voice was a little choked.

"Meixue."

Qiuhua walked over and gently hugged Mixue's body.

Siji quietly looked at the two people hugging each other, without disturbing them.

After a while, the two sat at the dining table.

"Feel sorry."

Mixue said embarrassedly.

"I hope Mixue can often act coquettishly to me."

Qiuhua gently stroked Mixue's head.

"I'm no longer a child."

"Ah, Xiao Meixue has grown up."

"Mother!"

In order to get rid of Qiu Hua's teasing, Mixue picked up her chopsticks.

"It's time for supper! I'm starting to move."

"How about it?"

Qiuhua asked at the cute look of his daughter, and she felt a little nervous.

“Yeah, it’s delicious.”

Mixue narrowed her eyes slightly, preventing her tears from flowing out. It was still a familiar taste. The dishes made by her mother did not change at all. She originally thought that she would never be able to eat them again. Just thinking about this, she felt that she was extremely happy now.

"That's fine."

Qiu Hua breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing that could make her daughter so happy and more relieved.
To be continued...