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"Hmph." Chiba Zhensui still didn't believe it. He put away the farm tools and went to wash his hands first.

Seeing this, Sakura Eiji felt bitter but couldn't say it. He had been busy with farm work this morning, and his father-in-law was unusually kind and tried to cultivate a family relationship with him, but sadly, he was indeed not in good condition.

When he looked up again, he saw the young man sitting in front of him with his daughter, enjoying a lazy life. He immediately became furious and pointed at the guy, "Junior brother! You slept so soundly! I was dragged away in the morning, and there was such a big noise, but you didn't even turn over!"

"Uncle's tone sounded as if I had done something wrong?" Yin Ze was a little puzzled.

"How dare you say that? After lunch, I'm going to take a nap and you have to stay by my side!" Sakura Eiji said viciously, full of desire for revenge.

"But I don't usually have the habit of taking a nap." Yin Ze declined.

"Who invited you to take a nap together? You can't sleep. I want you to stay nearby. I want you to watch me sleep soundly and listen to my breathing. I want you to only see me in your eyes!" Sakura Eiji said in a deep voice.

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Sakura Ayane looked at her biological father strangely. She felt that ever since she returned to her hometown, the relationship between her father and the boy was always sneaky, as if they were carrying out some big operation in secret.

The woman's premonition was indeed sharp, but that was all, so she didn't know that the big operation had already ended.

But the girl said it very frankly at this time.

"No, we're going to go out and play after lunch!"

"..."

Sakura Eiji was a loving father after all, and he could not let his desire for revenge overwhelm his love for his daughter. He shut up angrily, but endured it for a while. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He turned his head away from the young man to avoid having evil thoughts, and walked towards the kitchen to seek comfort from Edamori.

Chapter 128 Good Mood

Yin Ze has been to very few places because the material conditions are not rich enough to support his ambition to measure the world with his feet.

I had no money when I was studying, and no time after I started working. I just wanted to stay at home during the rare holidays, and sometimes I even lacked the enthusiasm to play single-player games with linear narratives. However, traveling is also a laborious thing. Although various online videos are full of the beautiful atmosphere of just going on a journey with flowers and sunshine, the reality is that most of the time I am on the road, driving and sitting for hours at a time.

Modern people like the simplicity, cleanliness and naturalness of the countryside, but the real countryside may not be able to meet their demands.

The actual experience will be very different depending on whether or not there are tourism resources.

Kawaguchiko is one of the most popular tourist destinations in the Mount Fuji area, and it is the primary destination for non-mountaineering travelers. However, after leaving Kawaguchiko Station, the surrounding area is actually of no tourist value. There are only pure living areas and accommodation and convenience store facilities supporting the station. Apart from the more distinctive stations and points where you can overlook Mount Fuji, there are only a few grocery stores, streets with few pedestrians, scattered residences, auto repair stations and large areas of wasteland. Compared with the Mount Fuji-themed attractions and high-end hotel areas that you can see after taking a few bus stops, these are really bleak.

In the real countryside, the situation is only worse.

In Japan's current economic environment, if there are no popular tourist attractions to support small cities, there is no prosperous area. It looks quite deserted and exudes a sense of desolation. Although you can feel the breath of life, the crows above your head make you feel lonely.

This is consistent with the casual conversation that Sakura Eiji had earlier.

The poetry and distant places you expect are actually just the hometown where another ordinary person lives.

after lunch.

"Grandpa, let's go out then." Sakura Ayane put on her shoes and turned around to greet him.

"Oh, go ahead. If you are thirsty, go to my grocery store and get some water. Your third uncle is guarding there." Chiba Zhensui moved the rocking chair to the yard and was lying on it comfortably.

"Don't run too far." Sakura Eiji couldn't enjoy the rocking chair, and could only sit on a small stool alone. He wanted to go for a walk with Edamori and see the place where his beloved wife grew up. But unfortunately, he had to go to the trial ground with his father soon. He could only watch his daughter leave happily.

The path in the village is flat, with weeds growing on both sides. There are no tall buildings, but Yin Ze is at ease, walking with his hands behind his back like a village cadre, not talking about the place.

The air was fresh and the atmosphere was relaxed. The yellow dog I had seen before was still lying opposite the door today, yawning idly and looking at the handsome face of the stranger with his tongue hanging out. Master Yin became interested and leaned over to bark at the dog twice. The yellow dog pricked up his ears and took a look, then turned his head away in disgust.

It seems that the superb charm that is extremely rare even among the horrible apes is still too early for canines.

After a few steps, he saw a few chickens grazing on the road. They held their heads high and took every step with great vigor. Master Yin became interested again, flapping his hands and chasing after them. Perhaps they sensed the blood of their own kind on this man, the chickens with extraordinary temperaments lost their momentum instantly and fled in all directions, flapping their wings and running around. Some even climbed over the fence, leaving a few feathers.

"...Can you please not be so childish?" Sakura Ayane was speechless seeing this.

"The scene brought back sad memories. I couldn't control my emotions for a moment. Please forgive me, please forgive me." Yin Ze said with emotion, walking briskly.

Although the country roads are no longer muddy, and the streets are lined with neat gray bricks and white walls, and there are no more mud houses, and there is no longer a beautiful large water tank in the corner, the fragrance of the old locust tree and the overlapping locust flowers still evokes the simple memories of the man's childhood.

The fields are full of vitality in early spring, and you can see villagers of advanced age working in the fields. The wheat seedlings are green and neat, and the cotton seedlings are trying to break through the film to show their tender leaves. The air smells of dew and grass. The men's battle-hardened sneakers step on the fields, and the soft touch of the soil is different from the asphalt road, which makes people miss it very much.

"These pieces belong to my grandfather." Sakura Ayane walked in front, pointing here and there with her little finger, and stepped carefully for fear of touching the seedlings.

"These must be the results of uncle's work this morning." Yin Ze looked at the fresh traces of human intervention not far away and couldn't help but raise his head to point out the situation. "--Sure enough, the technique is immature, which makes me anxious."

Going further out, there is another winding river, with small flowers on the bank, a patch of blue and purple. It is so quiet that only the chirping of birds can be heard. If the wind blows, the whole forest will rustle, which is the most primitive ballad, with its own rhythm.

The man had used a glass bottle to catch ladybugs in the vegetable garden, and used a small stick to poke woodlice, watching them curl up into a small ball and roll around. He also used stone fragments to rub the red bricks of his neighbor's house, scratching a few ghostly characters, and was chased by the neighbor's dog for three blocks. In the blink of an eye, the whole afternoon passed.

There are also small vans that run down the street to hand out flyers, and a bunch of little kids curiously follow the vans, breathing in the exhaust. Occasionally, I pick up a literary book from a local stall, and looking at the strangely stitched cover, I feel the joy of coming into contact with a new world, as if it is not a printed product worth a few cents, but an invitation from a wonderful world.

He was still holding the heavy and bulky broom that was made of someone else's stuff, either bamboo or branches, and performing some stick techniques in the open space, raising a cloud of dust that sparkled and each grain was clear in the red light of the setting sun.

Indeed, the slap mark on the buttocks was also very clear.

"I want to touch loaches." Yin Ze said suddenly while looking at the stream.

"I'm afraid it's not in here." said Sakura Ayane.

"You'll know if you try it." After saying that, Yin Ze actually took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs and stepped into the water. Look at him bending over to scout the enemy, and suddenly reaching out his hand, splashing water, he looks quite skilled.

Sakura Ayane looked a little strange, as she seemed to have rarely seen this guy behave so straightforwardly.

"Oh, there's a fish, there's a fish." Yin Ze shouted, his hunter instinct triggered, and the splashes of water became even bigger.

"There is a visual error in the refraction of the water surface. It's not captured that way." Sakura Ayane acted like a master, standing on the shore and shaking her head repeatedly.

"It's easy to talk while standing. Come down and try it. This fish is very slippery." Yin Ze was not convinced and actually questioned the former Bear Kid's specialty?

"Hmph, I'll do it if I want." The girl was very active, and without saying anything, she really took off her shoes, rolled up her trouser legs, and stepped into the river. The water was much warmer than expected and did not soak people.

Small fish have the advantage of being at home. They are agile and flexible, able to flick their tails and flip over, and their scales are slippery, so they can often sense danger in advance and escape from its clutches.

"You're so lame. You're so lame." Yin Ze crossed his arms over his chest, shook his head as he watched Sakura trying to save him from left and right but being played around by Xiao Yuer.

"If you want to help me, I'll drive it to you." Sakura Ayane said angrily.

In fact, if you call the corridor of life, catching fish with bare hands is absolutely no problem, but Master Yin relies on his personal ability to succeed in the workplace, and it was once his proud project, so he disdains to use it, and even refuses to cooperate with others. But the fish is stronger than people, and gradually he is forced to organize a siege.

Unfortunately, he only grabbed the fish's tail for a moment. The little fish still sneered and shook its body wildly, swimming downstream, as if it had had enough fun and didn't want to get entangled with these two stupid guys anymore.

Sakura Ayane looked dimly at someone who had failed in the end. She was standing where the water was flowing, and when someone was making a desperate move, as a price, her cheeks and trouser legs were splashed with water, and her bangs were still hanging with water, and that someone had still failed.

"Alas, it's still due to lack of exercise. After just a short while, my back and waist ache. I used to be able to lift at least 15 pounds..." Yin Ze pretended to support his waist and looked into the distance.

Immediately, someone was hit by Magikarp's invincible water splash, but the effect was average.

Master Yin is the former king of the clouds. What kind of person is he to compete with a professional? What kind of reaction is he? He immediately used his left hand as a shield to protect his side, and then slapped the water with his right hand, splashing water with different colors.

Sakura Ayane screamed and was forced to fight back against her opponent.

A glorious alliance eventually turned into a battle due to uneven distribution of benefits, and both sides were stuck in the quagmire of war.

In the distance, the buffaloes crawling on the grass witnessed the entire process of the tragic epic from beginning to end, swinging their tails and making gurgling sounds, as if sighing at the stupidity of mankind.

The two returned to the shore and sat on the grass slope with their wet feet to rest and listen to the wind. The grass leaves were filled with the fragrance of the soil. The weather was warming up and the climate was no longer as cold as before.

The girl brushed away the hair that was clinging to her cheek.

A good mood is the beautiful scenery in the countryside, the green grass, the shady trees, and the good mood is so rich. A good mood is the open toes, the shadow of the mountains in the distance, and the curled hair. A good mood is so casual.

Chapter 129 In the Wind

In the world of naughty kids, owning a mine or a piece of land at home is not synonymous with wealth. But if your family owns a snack shop, it is destiny. You will easily become the king in the field of kindergarten and primary school students, promulgate your laws according to your preferences, and open up a new era.

Just imagine, after school, the kids in other classes clutch their wrinkled pocket money tightly, looking distressed as if they were buying a diamond ring for their wives decades later. But you, after throwing your schoolbag away, swagger to the throne of the cashier, holding a giant lollipop in your left hand and a soft ice cream in your right hand. You can taste all the delicious food on the shelf. How can you hide your imperial demeanor? !

Even if you are a king, you will be punished by the feather duster, but there are still many young children who are greedy for it but cannot get it. You believe that a real man should be like this.

A social animal like Yin Ze, who is respected and called uncle by children when they walk by, actually still has an unforgettable love for White Rabbit Milk Candy. It is enough to show that he was also one of the young guys who dreamed of replacing that dynasty.

After all, free snacks sound just as good as free lunch.

What Master Yin didn't expect was that the dignified Sakura classmate also possessed the power of a "king" in secret.

Chiba Masatoshi's grocery store.

Sakura Ayane was busy picking things up at the counter. The various snacks bought in wholesale collided with each other, and the packaging bags made a textured sound. Soon, the girl came out with a full bag and generously said, "Take as much as you want." Someone was very moved. This scene reminded him of the last time he was laughing happily with a big bag of snacks. It was when he was walking on the street in his forked pants and was unfortunately hit by a tricycle. The owner of the tricycle apologized and compensated him and gave him some solace gifts...

Yin Ze reached into the bag and rummaged around, then took what he liked.

In fact, although the portion size looks impressive, they are just cheap bulk snacks. I have seen all kinds of fashionable brands and design packaging in Tokyo, but looking at these, I feel that they exude a sense of age.

In the past, sugar was a high-end ingredient in Japan that ordinary people could not afford. Therefore, cheap snacks made from grains and maltose or starch were created. They were originally used to store food for emergencies, but as time went by, they became snacks for younger people, or rough snacks.

There are very few stores specializing in selling snacks now, and most of them have been replaced by branded and chain convenience stores and large supermarkets.

Chiba Jin is an elderly man who lives in a remote countryside and runs a nostalgic grocery store that plays hits from the 80s and 90s on a loop. It fits his temperament very well, there is no problem, and it fits the style of an elderly person.

Moreover, Yin Ze had good reason to suspect that the old man opened the shop purely to look back on the past.

After all, the third uncle who was hired to manage the store's accounts was always behind the counter selecting videotapes and never doing any real work. Even when Yin Ze offered to pay, he generously shook his head and refused.

After all, it was Sakura who was smarter. She knew how to express her gratitude in a roundabout way and said frankly that her father had brought a lot of good wine for his relatives when he came back this time.

When my third uncle heard this, he really popped his head out from the counter, raised his thumbs up and praised me, and then sighed and said something like "From now on, the village belongs to me. It's so lonely."

The two sat outside the store, opened the plastic bags, and ate some snacks.

The characters printed on the packaging of the delicious sticks are from a children's animation.

A song called "Nagaima" released in 98 was played from the old speakers in the shop. Chiharu Tamashiro's simple and quiet voice was quietly echoing nearby. Looking up, I could see the flat fields full of vitality, the paths stretching in the lush green, the breeze blowing slowly along the mountains and forests, bringing the breath of the distant, and the last bit of white in late winter had melted away.

Time seemed to slow down all of a sudden.

Yin Ze suddenly felt that Qianye Zhensui was a person who understood life.

Enjoying a leisurely life is certainly much cheaper than enjoying a luxurious life. To enjoy a leisurely life, you only need an artistic temperament to spend an idle afternoon in a completely leisurely mood.

The sound of foam sizzling came from the side.

Sakura Ayane threw the draft beer powder into a cup full of water, just like throwing in an effervescent tablet. The water began to gurgle and change, the color turned yellow, and rich foam appeared on the surface of the water, just like the beer in a barbecue restaurant.

Just like the pineapple beer that is sold to precocious middle school students with a sophisticated and mature taste, this "hypocritical wine" naturally cannot go down someone's throat, but the girl drank it seriously.

"What a good society! Everyone starts to learn from others and talk in one mouthful." Yin Ze said with his arms folded.

"Do you have any objections?" Sakura Ayane glanced.

"Why don't you get a can of the real stuff?"

“Because drinking really makes you drunk.”

"When you are afraid of being drunk, you have already lost the tolerance to drink." Yin Ze chanted like a poet.

"I don't drink to compete with others, it's mostly for celebration." Sakura Ayane snorted.

The man felt a little emotional. He recalled the first time they met at a conference. The girl seemed a little restrained at that time and was drinking ordinary fruit juice. It seemed that so much time had passed. The next time the office held a cocktail party or something, the girl probably wouldn't drink fruit juice anymore.

By the way, I was also curious about the opponent's combat effectiveness.

If Grandpa Chiba and Uncle Sakura, this father-in-law and son-in-law team up to fight, even the dignified Little White Dragon will have to give way and avoid their sharp edge. As their bloodline and successor, does Sakura classmate... unexpectedly have the qualifications to become an extremely powerful person? !

When his thoughts reached this point, Master Yin couldn't help but look at it intently and examine it carefully.

The girl who was drinking fake beer transformed from snacks did look quite heroic in her toasting posture, but she had hardly taken in any alcohol. However, her face under her short hair was inexplicably flushed, which was a very healthy rosy complexion.

Uh, the combat power should be very strong.

"Is there a school nearby?" Yin Ze asked. He saw groups of students wearing white shirts riding bicycles through the fields.

"Of course, there must be public schools, otherwise do the children here have to go to the next town to study?" Sakura Ayane said as if it was a matter of course.

At that moment, the experienced Master Yin thought of many things. His hometown far away from the city, the school in the remote countryside, the female classmate who worked part-time as a shrine maiden at the local shrine, the reserved class leader with glasses, the daughter of a large local family with black long straight hair, and the indispensable straightforward male companion with a short haircut. The stage for a GalGame or fresh drama has been set up, and other elements such as science fiction and supernatural can be inserted according to the needs of the plot, and then they can be freely played.

"Is there a shrine here?" Yin Ze asked modestly.

"No." Sakura Ayane answered without thinking too much.

"How come there isn't one? There are prayer tables in the small alleys of big cities. It's such a beautiful scenery, how come there is none here?" Yin Ze was indignant. The local students lacked the soil for even the middle school students.

"Indeed not." Sakura Ayane said helplessly.

"Are there any wealthy families here?" Yin Ze thought for a moment and asked again.

"Every household is pretty much the same." Sakura Ayane paused here, her tone slightly frivolous, "Anyway, a big family like the one in "Hyouka" doesn't exist."

"Really... What a simple land." Yin Ze felt a little regretful, but still said, "How about we go and take a look around the school?"

"It's possible, but it's a little far." Sakura Ayane thought, "Why don't we go by bike? Grandpa's shop is right next to us."

"I personally prefer walking." Yin Ze said unexpectedly calmly.

"Ah, why bother? Riding a bicycle is very convenient." Sakura Ayane was puzzled.