Like a fleeting moment, the afterimage of the anywhere door instantly returned to the town square.
The wanderers who had been away for a long time were eager to return home, and after a hasty greeting, they rushed home.
The excited Nobi Nobita was no different, running hastily at the very front, with Nobi Hiroshi and Doraemon already unable to keep up with his pace.
It was evident that Nobita truly missed his mother's taste, which was the aroma of her cooking.
In this regard, Nobi Hiroshi's thoughts were identical to his, but there were other deeper tastes that Nobita could not savor.
"Mom! I'm home!"
Looking at the familiar small house, Nobita knocked on the door, shouting loudly with a beaming smile.
"Nobita, you're back!"
After a short wait, Yuzi, wearing a fitted hip-hugging skirt, lightly opened the door.
The skirt tightly hugged her curves, highlighting her graceful figure, and swayed gently as she moved, like ocean waves, adding a touch of graceful charm.
"Mom, I miss you so much!"
Nobi Nobita ran forward, ready to embrace Yuzi and express his longing.
For a child, a mother is a haven for the soul!
Opening their arms, the large and small figures rushed towards each other, Nobita's eyes already brimming with tears.
Just as they were about to touch, they suddenly missed each other. A gust of wind brushed past his ear as Nobi Tamako forcefully embraced Nobi Hiroshi, her face full of concern as she greeted him: "How are you, Xiao Hong? Were you hungry camping out these past few days? You must not be used to the food, let Auntie see if you've lost weight, why does your face seem even smaller!"
The haven was leaking a bit, and Nobi Hiroshi was stifled by the face wash, unable to speak.
Nobita stood frozen in place, dumbfounded. The person in front of him was definitely not his biological mother! She had called his name once and then there was no follow-up.
"Alright! Alright!"
"Aunt Tamako, Doraemon and Nobita are still watching, don't go too far."
Looking at Nobi Tamako, who was touching him, Hiroshi smiled helplessly.
Her actions were a bit too intimate, her hand had even reached inside his collar, almost crossing the strict line of doing things in public.
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"Oh no, I forgot my homework!"
"I still haven't caught my summer homework, what should I do, Doraemon!"
The warm scene ended, and emo Nobita returned to his room, looking at his empty insect cage, his depression compounded.
"Nobita, why don't you just go catch one?"
Doraemon glanced at Nobita speechlessly, then turned and sat on the tatami mat to read comics. Surely, catching cicadas was too small a matter to bother him?
"How could it be that easy? I was busy all morning and didn't even catch a single cicada."
"It must be that everyone else caught too many, which made it impossible for me to catch any!"
Nobita explained to Doraemon.
His words had a hint of sophistry, but putting oneself in his shoes, when it came to Nobita's problems, all reasons seemed to make sense.
"Then why don't you just ask Hiroshi for one? I saw he had a lot in his box."
Doraemon pointed to the room across the hall.
"No, that would be too embarrassing. If everyone found out, they would definitely laugh at me!"
Nobita rejected Doraemon's bad idea and patted his head, deep in thought.
Meanwhile, Nobi Hiroshi was busy moving among the blooming flowers, watering the delicate blossoms he hadn't seen in days.
Not only did he travel through streets and alleys, but he even had to go to the bottom of the sea, for which he had already asked Doraemon for an adaptation lamp. In short, he was very busy, so busy that he wished his second brother could have a third brother.
"Oh, it's so hot~"
On the street, Xiao Fu was jogging weakly under the scorching sun, his steps unsteady, sweat pouring out, clearly tormented by Gian.
From his trajectory, he had most likely just left Goda's Grocery Store.
As soon as he returned, he became a tank driver, his busyness no less than Nobi Hiroshi's.
"Hey, Xiao Fu, what are you doing here!"
Master Hiroshi, having finished watering the flowers, returned near his home and saw Gu Chuan Xiao Fu approaching, leaning against the wall and sighing, immediately judging him to be weak.
"Oh? It's Hiroshi. I just happened to be passing by and wasn't doing anything."
Xiao Fu barely straightened his back, smiling at Nobi Hiroshi, and weakly waved his hand in response, using his collar to cover the terrible marks.
"Really? I think it's very suspicious, oh." Hiroshi smiled slyly, then looked up and saw a young man in a yellow shirt appear on the courtyard wall. "Nobita, what are you doing standing on the wall?"
Nobi Hiroshi and Xiao Fu looked over at the same time. The current perspective was a bit strange; they could see Nobita's back, and he was doing something awkward to Mr. Tree. It shouldn't be that bad!
"Hiroshi, Xiao Fu, it's you guys."
"I'm preparing a box for cicada nesting. They will reproduce in the box, so I won't have to work hard catching cicadas outside then."
Nobita smiled happily, pulling aside the branches, eager to introduce his satisfactory masterpiece, completely oblivious to the shocked gazes from the two.
"Nobita, you're a real genius!"
"Let me tell you, cicadas don't build nests on trees. They grow and develop in the soil. Do you understand?"
Hearing Nobita say that, Nobi Hiroshi sighed in contempt. Fortunately, he was only his godson; if he were his biological son, he would have become an orphan by now.
"Ah ha ha ha ha!!!"
"Nobita, how can you not even understand something kindergarten children know?"
Unable to hold back, Xiao Fu pounded the wall and laughed, his sarcastic expression immediately making Nobita flush. He wished he could bury his entire head in the dirt and play dead.
"You're killing me, you idiot! I'm going to share this and let everyone laugh at you."
With that, Xiao Fu reined in his smile, turned, and ran off, completely devoid of his previous weak demeanor.
Revealing others' scars was his motivation; the speed at which he disappeared left even Usain Bolt in the dust.
"Wait, no, Xiao Fu!"
Nobita immediately panicked upon hearing this, his face turning pale as he tried to stop the loudmouth. As a result, he fell over the wall and landed face-first.
"Ouch, I'm finished!"
Nobita lay on the ground, crying incessantly.
"Stop crying, Nobita, my ears are hurting from the noise. There's still a turn of events!"
Nobi Hiroshi patted Nobita's shoulder, then raised his hand to point at Xiao Fu, who was standing still in the distance.
"Phew, good thing I made it."
"Nobita, you really know how to cause trouble for people. I only looked away for a moment, and you've already messed up again, always doing embarrassing things."
Doraemon flew down on his Bamboo-copter, holding the [Opponent Blocker] which had restrained Xiao Fu's mind and body, his head aching as he tried to think of a solution.
"Doraemon, you came just in time."
"Please, I don't want to be made a fool of. You must keep it a secret for me!"
Nobita stood up, immensely relieved, and pleaded with Nobi Hiroshi not to spill the beans.
The latter naturally agreed to keep the secret, even though the meaning of keeping it was not significant.
He was already a recognized fool; Nobita had many fleas and was not afraid of itching, one more foolish thing wouldn't make a difference, it could clearly be ignored.