Tokyo Sound

"I won't."

"?"

A pause of a few seconds.

After the situation is sorted out.

"Is there someone in this world who can't ride a bicycle?!" Sakura Ayane looked shocked.

"I'm really sorry, not everyone in this world can swim and ride a bicycle." Yin Ze was a little unconvinced.

"What? You don't even know how to swim?" Sakura Ayane grasped the key point again.

"Well, if it's 2m deep, then I can just do a simple breaststroke and step on the water to avoid being drowned and causing the safety officer to rush to rescue me. I can still do it." Yin Ze said with confidence.

As a Sichuanese born in a mountain city, it is normal for me to not know how to ride a bike when I go shopping on the first floor and end up on the eighth floor opposite. I can understand Nanbin Road, but there are no people who ride bicycles all over Gele Mountain for no reason, right? ?

"You really don't know anything?" Sakura Ayane suddenly became full of curiosity, and she leaned forward with her upper body, her eyes blinking.

"No." Yin Ze admitted it straightforwardly, just like he admitted that he didn't know math in the past.

“Pfft—haha, I didn’t expect that besides being afraid of cockroaches, you also have these weaknesses.” The girl suddenly smiled and her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Play is play, joke is joke, but don't joke with the oil thief." Yin Ze said seriously. The supreme being will be sensitive if his name is called!

"Oh my, it seems that the omnipotent guy who is said to be so godly is not really good at everything." Sakura Ayane clasped her hands together and said with a smile.

"Who is spreading these things? I'm not a superman." Yin Ze was helpless. "You guys always like to make big news and big headlines, saying things that happen once in a few thousand years. You are too exaggerated and young. You need to learn a lot."

"That's right. You just happen to be good-looking, have good grades, are good at speaking, and can draw a little. You're not that far away from us. Just like this, we can take a picture of you with just a tap."

Sakura Ayane patted the other person's shoulders a few times to confirm, and then she became heroic and dashing again as she hadn't done in a long time. She raised her head like a brother and a boss.

"Then I'll give you a ride and you can sit in the back of my car."

Ah this.

After listening to this, Master Yin felt a little worried.

After all, I am older and a tutor.

Here, there is a hierarchy and teachers have a high social status. How could he, an elder and teacher, sit on the back of a little girl's bicycle? How could this be so inappropriate?

"I wonder if there are more advanced means of transportation?" Yin Ze asked. For example, a motorcycle, then he could immediately transform from an infantryman into a dashing knight, coming and going like the wind.

"The only things that can be used immediately around here, besides the bicycles, are the forklift and bulldozer in grandpa's fields, right?" Sakura Ayane said truthfully.

"Bulldozer? That's fine too." Yin Ze's eyes sparkled like an innocent child who saw a new toy in the window. It turns out that you can play with a bulldozer in the fields, but the uncle is still sighing. He really doesn't know how to appreciate the blessing he has.

"How can you drive that on the road?" Seeing that the other party was really interested, Sakura Ayane took immediate action to nip this dangerous idea in the bud.

The girl walked into the shop and soon came out pushing a sturdy bicycle, raising her eyebrows and staring at someone with interest and expectation.

"Why don't you not go to school, then you don't have to ride a bike." Yin Ze said with a smile.

"Oh, you've changed your mind now. Then tell me where else we can go. You chose it yourself. You wanted to walk around the village. Now it's too late to go to the next town." Sakura Ayane frowned and pretended to be sad. "I gave you the plan to choose, and this is how you disgrace my preparation efforts?"

"..."

"We have to go back to Tokyo tomorrow. It's a rare opportunity for us to rest at grandpa's house. I didn't expect that it would be ruined just because of someone's slight discomfort..."

"Okay, okay, I'll sit in the back. It's just a ride. I'm very experienced!"

……

"Are you sitting well?" Sakura Ayane lifted her hair. That relaxed posture should have been the style of a certain knight in the past, but now the situation has been reversed.

"Okay." Yin Ze said simply.

"I thought you would sit sideways." The girl looked back.

"Who would sit like that? You've read too many girls' comics. How can you maintain balance like that?" the man kept muttering.

"Okay, let's go. If you feel insecure, you can hold on to my shoulders," the girl suggested.

"Just ride slower and don't take difficult roads," the man urged.

"Okay! Let's go!"

So suddenly?

Sakura Ayane pushed her calves swiftly, folded the fixed frame, and pedaled a circle. Despite her petite figure, she actually exerted considerable strength. Even with a cumbersome passenger, the bicycle could easily speed up and get on the road.

The countryside scenery on both sides of the sight, which we are already familiar with, takes on another kind of dynamic beauty with the blessing of speed.

"I think you can go slower." Yin Ze said seriously.

"Traffic condition report: there is a small slope ahead. This vehicle will experience slight acceleration vibrations. Please be aware..." Sakura Ayane said in a business-like voice, imitating the announcer.

"You traitor!" Yin Ze lost his confidence and shouted, "I want to get off the car!"

But the grim driver didn't listen.

The bicycle passed through the country road in a leisurely manner, passing the thriving wheat seedlings. The sunlight made ripples on the river surface. The girl smiled in the spring breeze, her short hair flying.

The boy behind immediately put his arm around the driver's shoulder.

Chapter 130: Homeward Journey

"Why are your clothes so dirty? Where did you go to play?" Sakura Edamori looked at the two people with dusty faces strangely.

"I took him for a bike ride on the main road of the town, and also took him to the public school playground." Sakura Ayane casually brushed the dust off her trouser legs.

Yin Ze sat down on the sofa, swaying, with his head down and covering his head, pretending to be drunk.

"Why, are you drunk?"

Sakura Eiji, who was picking vegetables and undergoing labor reform, opened his eyes wide, with a different kind of excitement, like the director of the moral education department who had caught a bad student.

"You don't want to learn good things, but you actually want to learn how to drive under the influence? It seems that you must accept positive guidance! I order you to come to work quickly!"

"No, he seems dizzy." Sakura Ayane replied, and then took the initiative to pour a cup of hot water for the heartbroken passenger.

"Don't bluff me. Who would get dizzy after riding a bicycle?" Sakura Eiji showed a look of contempt and mechanically threw a bunch of picked vegetables into the basin. His movements became more and more skillful. It turned out that the genius could shine anywhere.

"Oh, you look so unkempt. You two should go take a shower and change your clothes." said Sakura Edamori.

"I don't think I brought any change of clothes." Yin Ze thought for a while. This trip to the farm stay was not long, so he traveled light.

"It's okay, just wear your uncle's." Sakura Emori said gently.

"My suits were all custom-made after I was promoted to the president level. I never thought that at such a young age, you could wear the armor of the modern urban king and enjoy such wealth and glory. You are so lucky. You should know that even I didn't have it until I was thirty years old." Sakura Eiji snorted, "Just be full of respect and appreciate the divinity contained in the armor."

"...Don't tease me. Who would bring two or three flashy suits back to their hometown in the countryside?" Yin Ze was speechless.

"Haha, it's not your fault. Young people certainly haven't heard of high-end products like Brioni." Sakura Eiji chuckled.

"I still don't understand this behavior. Aren't we going home? Does uncle lack confidence and courage, so he needs to use these external things to embellish and whitewash to gain false confidence?" Yin Ze asked very puzzled.

“How dare you!” The middle-aged man was hit by a precise critical strike, his face changed drastically, and he said in a timid voice, “For someone as arrogant as you, I will never give you the right to use the King’s Armor! Just keep wearing your gray windbreaker!”

Master Yin was scratching his head because of what he said.

"Ignore him. Just wear my dad's clothes. He usually wears long coats and shirts. They don't fit or not. They are very casual and perfect for wearing at home." Sakura Edamori thought for a moment. "It's just for the purpose anyway."

"Hehe, you gave up the kingly way that is so close at hand, and greedily desire the power of the dark abyss. How stupid." Sakura Eiji was still muttering while holding the dishes.

"Stop talking nonsense and finish the task assigned to you quickly. If you can't make it in time for dinner, you'll be in trouble." Sakura Edamori scolded, and at the same time joined in the plan of picking vegetables.

The middle-aged man sighed and continued to work hard. Before coming here, he was fully armed and ambitious, but in the end he returned to simplicity. Just like every legendary story has a plain period. He deeply felt that today must be a turning point in his life.

It's very leisurely in the countryside, but not idle. I just take care of the vegetable fields and prepare some food and drinks, and the whole day is fulfilling.

Today's dinner was still rich, with several mouth-watering dishes. When Yin Ze saw the table, he knew that another well-developed chicken had died, and the one holding the knife was an old man. He picked up the chicken with chopsticks with a little thought, observing the difference between his knife skills and the old man's.

"I didn't expect that a handsome and fashionable young man like you could match my old clothes so well." Qianye Jinsui nodded repeatedly as he looked at the young man who had bathed and changed his clothes. "He is very capable. He has the temperament of those apprentices I met at the Aikido Yoshinkan. Boys should be tougher and not too feminine."

"That's because other people are good-looking and born to be clothes hangers. What does it have to do with your clothes?" Chiba Noo was not very polite to her husband.

"This dress is really good, the material is strong and comfortable." Yin Ze said with a fist clasped in a serious manner, "After putting it on, I even comprehend your martial arts and understand your intentions——!"

"Hahaha, good, very energetic!" Qianye Zhensui laughed heartily, "Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you. Just consider it a gift!"

"I have wanted a long gown of my own for a long time. Thank you for your generosity!" Yin Ze was also excited. Although the color of this gown is different from Yuan Wudi's, it is the same style, and it is the equipment of the previous generation of Hong Kong martial artists. It has traces of the underworld, and is completely different from the ready-made clothes sold in Chinatown. It has a high artistic content.

"There's such a big age gap between them, but they seem to get along surprisingly well." Sakura Edamori sighed.

Sakura Eiji, who was eating, was somewhat envious and had a sour taste in his heart. He and his father-in-law had an unprecedented cordial exchange while digging the soil, and even got a bag of local specialties as a gift, but compared with his junior, it was second to none.

But then I thought, my father-in-law has given me the most precious treasure in his life, his daughter.

The middle-aged man's thoughts suddenly became clear, his little emotions disappeared, and his whole body was bathed in light, shining brightly.

"Wife, I will love you even more in the future." Sakura Eiji took a bite of the chicken wing and said affectionately.

"Are you crazy? Why are you saying this suddenly?" Sakura Edamori was stunned, then leaned back slightly uncomfortably, keeping a distance from him. This small action caused such great harm.

"..."

"Eat your food." Feeling the various gazes from the other people at the table, Sakura Emori was so angry that she picked up a big chicken leg and put it into her husband's bowl.

"When Eiji first came to our house, he was still a bit student-like and looked very immature. Now he has become much more mature." Chiba Noo said nostalgically.

Yin Ze, who had already finished a bowl of rice, rubbed his hands and said, "Everyone eat first, let me go and fry a plate of peanuts."

"We all drink tea instead of wine, why do we need peanuts?" Sakura Eiji, who was gradually calming down, trembled all over and had a stress reaction.

"Don't you like to eat?" Yin Ze said naturally, "Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Chiba Jinsui looked at everyone and finally looked at his granddaughter, his eyes full of love. He sighed quietly, reached out to grab the cup and took a sip. The cup was filled with tea, but it did not affect the mellow taste of old wine that he imagined when looking back on his life.

No matter how competitive you are, you will eventually end up half buried in the earth.

But this new bud that grew from blood and family affection is blooming even more brilliantly.

Although he did not leave behind any great achievements, he bravely went through his rebellious and arrogant youth.

And now I am sitting here, I am so happy and lucky.

The old man is not as eloquent as his son-in-law and the young people, and he cannot speak fluently about anything. His expression of care and blessings can only be very simple.

He just kept asking me to "eat more".

……

The next morning, Sakura's family and a certain good person had almost packed their luggage and were planning to return to Tokyo.

"Why don't we have lunch before we go?" Qianye Zhensui stood at the door reluctantly. The always straightforward old man was indecisive. "The lunch on the train is not as delicious as the one we make at home."

"No, Dad. If we leave in the afternoon, it will be too late to return to Tokyo. Eiji still has to work tomorrow." Sakura Edamori said.

"If Eiji is too busy, he can go back first, and you can stay for another day or two." Chiba Jinsui continued, "Didn't Ayane finish her exams? She doesn't have anything else to do."

"?" Sakura Eiji was speechless when he heard this.

"Don't look at her like that. She actually had a serious job in middle school. Now that she's finished the university entrance exam, she's holding her breath and working hard on her career." Sakura Edamori said with a smile.

"Is that so... Then don't delay her and let her do what she likes." Chiba Jinsui nodded anxiously.

"Why are you being so shy? It's not like we'll never come back again after this trip." Chiba Noo couldn't stand it any more, "Besides, we can take the initiative to go look for them."

"No, no, that won't work. If you want to go, you go. I won't go and cause trouble for the children. The cost of living in the city is so high. It's not as casual as here in the countryside."

Chiba Zhensui retorted unconvincedly, but after hesitating for a while, he still gave instructions one by one.

"Then be careful on the road, Eiji, don't work too hard, there's no way to make enough money, and it will be hard for Edamori to manage the family. Ayane, you're still so young, you can still play for a few more years, Keio is a good school, go in and study more, don't force yourself to work, go to your father if you have any problems..."

Didn’t you just tell me not to work too hard... Sakura Eiji was hesitant to speak, but at the same time, he felt very happy to receive the affirmation.

Human nature is indeed complex.

"And little friend, this is the first time we meet. It's rare to see a little one that suits my taste so well. You should take care of yourself in the future." Chiba Zhensui finally said gently.

The old man smiled kindly, and the wrinkles on his face naturally deepened.

That weather-beaten face was clearly completely different from what I remembered.

But very familiar.

After all, how many times have I waved goodbye to the reluctant elderly, then got on the bus and left, waiting for the next year and the next bus?

Until the end of the other person's life, until the regret becomes as elusive and lingering as mist.

Yin Ze was silent for a while. He didn't let himself continue thinking about what was touching in his heart, because he would definitely think of those relatives who he would never see again and who were very kind to him.

"Don't worry, old man. I'm a well-known parasite. One day, I'll suddenly change my mind and go on strike and run away, and then I'll definitely come to your place. We'll see each other again." Yin Ze smiled and said.