Chapter 267 Long live democracy!

Natsume Naoki stood in the living room and looked at the man who entered the door.

He is tall and thin, and wearing a large windbreaker makes his figure look even thinner.

After he took off his hat, his face was full of exhaustion, looking as haggard as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

The chin is covered with stubble, probably because the beard has grown back after being shaved once, but there is no time to take care of it carefully.

Even so, there was still excitement in his eyes, which could be seen from the fact that he didn't even have time to change his shoes.

"Dad," Natsume Naoki stood still, looked at the man who inherited a three-point facial resemblance, and said, "I'm back. Are you feeling well? You look a little bad."

Looking his son up and down, he came back to his senses, touched his cheek, and smiled bitterly: "I've been busy in the factory recently, maybe I didn't sleep enough... Asai is back too."

"Uncle." Asai bowed slightly and said hello.

It can be seen that compared to Aunt Natsume, she is not familiar with Natsume Naoki's father.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..." The man kept repeating it several times before he realized what he was doing and handed the briefcase under his arm to his wife.

Natsume Yusei, a country boy born and raised in the village, is forty-five years old this year and has already passed his thirties. After half a lifetime of hard work, he opened a clothing factory in the countryside of Hokkaido, processing various clothing for large factories. He is considered the oldest in the village.

Rich man.

"Is it about the recent batch of business?" Natsume Reiko felt a little sorry for her husband. She rarely went home recently because of things in the factory. If her son hadn't suddenly come back today, she would have spent the night in the factory.

Natsume Yusheng nodded: "Two more people left, my cousin's relatives. The glue-sprayed cotton workshop is very short of people, and the machine will be shut down for maintenance tomorrow, and the construction schedule is almost behind..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. He whispered in his wife's ear: "Don't say this in front of your children."

After exchanging glances with his wife, he was able to take a good look at his son, whom he had not seen for many years.

"Boy, you have grown a lot taller." Looking at his son who was born in Yushu Linfeng, Natsume Yusheng was very happy and his nose was slightly sour.

I am as busy as a spinning top all day long, isn’t it because of the son in front of me?

Seeing that his son was living well in Tokyo, his worries were relieved, and the recent hard work felt worth it.

Natsume Naoki could feel his father's overwhelming pride and joy, so he quietly glanced at Asai.

Perhaps sensing something, Asai happened to look over.

His eyes softened, and he wanted to say thank you to Asai.

Thank you for taking good care of yourself in Tokyo. Thank you for taking care of yourself carefully before going out this morning.

The purpose is just for this moment, to show the best side to my parents in my hometown after a long absence, so as not to make them worry.

"Would you like to have two drinks with me tonight?" Natsume Yusei asked.

Natsume Reiko brought him slippers and asked him to put them on. Then she looked at her son and said with a smile: "Your father has been abstaining from alcohol for more than half a year. He is in high spirits today. I will drink less."

Natsume Naoki nodded, "I listen to you."

"Then you and I will reminisce about old times, and I'll go cook."

"Auntie, let me help you."

Asai Mao followed Natsume Reiko into the kitchen after washing her hands. The only ones left in the living room were Natsume and his son, and Meitu, who was huddled in the corner and looking at strangers with curious eyes.

Natsume Yusheng looked at Meitu, "Is this your cat?"

"Well, I raised him with Asai."

"How did you come back?"

"A friend drove here to deliver it and has already gone back."

"It's good. I rely on my parents at home and my friends when I go out. It's good to be able to make reliable friends."

As an adult, I seem to have very few words to talk to my father.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa, not looking at each other.

There is obviously a lot to say in my heart, but I just can't say it out loud.

Maybe this is the man!

Finally, Natsume Yusei may have felt that as a father, he had nothing to say to his long-lost son, so he thought for a moment and asked.

"How about studying at school?"

"I've got the hang of it," Natsume Naoki replied with a smile, "And I've signed a contract with a game company here. I'm going to do an internship during the holidays and get a certificate."

Natsume Yusei replied: "You have your own plans, so I, as a father, can rest assured... Also, how is your relationship with Asai? When are you going to have a banquet? I still have some prestige in the village, so I would have made arrangements as soon as possible."

"My relationship with Asai?" Natsume Naoki was stunned when he heard this.

"My name is Asai because I have the status of an elder who is the head of the family. Otherwise, I would just follow your mother and call her Mao... I am still thinking about when to change my name. Otherwise, what will it look like if I still use my last name at home in the future?

Can’t tell who is who.”

Natsume Yusei paused and continued: "You can't imitate me and call people Asai, Duo Shengfen."

Natsume Naoki frowned even more when he heard this. Why do his parents look so familiar to Asai?

On the other side, after the door is closed in the kitchen, there are whispers between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Asai folded the used towel and put it on the door handle next to her, just like Natsume Reiko's habit.

If Naoki Natsume came in and took a look, he would be surprised, because the two people standing in front of the stove working hard were actually Reiko Natsume, helping Asai Mao!

"Finally I can eat the dishes cooked by Shino-chan again." Natsume Reiko looked very happy, "What do you think, let's go home? Are you used to living in Tokyo? Naoki, that brat, lives alone outside.

Didn’t he develop any bad habits? If he did, just teach him a lesson, don’t feel bad for him!”

Asai heated a pan with oil and sauteed onions, ginger and garlic until fragrant, and said softly: "Actually, it's pretty good in Tokyo."

"Better than at home?"

Natsume Reiko teased her with a smile. Unexpectedly, Asai was slightly shy and said softly "Yeah".

"I feel very happy living with Brother Naoki."

This was probably an expression of true love, after all, Natsume Reiko had watched her grow up when the two families were neighbors.

Only she can understand some of Asai's difficulties and heart now.

Natsume Reiko hesitated for a moment and asked: "Since you feel happy, why don't you leave when the brat gets his fragments back?"

Asai didn't answer, he just turned up the heat and turned on the range hood.

So in an instant, the kitchen was drowned out by the sound of the smoke machine.

The dinner was very sumptuous. Yusei Natsume brought a lot of ingredients when he went home. A large table of dishes and a family reunion atmosphere gave it a feeling of Chinese New Year.

Natsume Naoki is very picky, and as soon as she ate it, she immediately recognized that it was a dish made by Chef Asai. When asked about it, Natsume Reiko said she wanted to try Mao-chan's cooking, which was reasonable.

After dinner, we cleared the table together, and the family of four sat around the TV watching TV and chatting, starting from Natsume Naoki's naughty childhood, to her efforts after entering junior high school, and then to the story of Tokyo. At this time,

Most of the time it was Natsume Naoki and Asai who spoke, and the couple listened quietly.

As for some things about his hometown, Natsume Yusei did not hide it. He said that due to the current social situation, factories are not getting better every year. Secondly, they work more and work less. The main reason is that fewer and fewer young people are willing to stay in the countryside.

Natsume Yusei didn't mention anything else, saying that he wouldn't talk about it when he came back, and he would know it later.

He is forty-five years old this year, and he has full plans to support the factory for another twenty years.

Twenty years is enough time for Natsume Naoki to make a career.

"Twenty years to do what you like." Yusei Natsume held his wife's hand and looked at his son, "After twenty years, if you are tired and don't want to spend time outside, just come back and have a house and a factory at home and be a father.

You can always leave a way for your son."

Natsume Reiko lowered her eyebrows and sighed: "As fathers and mothers, we owe you."

The brief conversation about the future ended and it was night.

The nights in Hokkaido are deeper and colder.

So how to sleep becomes a problem.

Um……

Maybe it's just a problem in Natsume Naoki's eyes.

My parents turned off the TV and went upstairs without any intention of discussing this topic.

"Mom and Dad, how can Asai and I sleep tonight?" Naoki Natsume called to her parents who were about to go upstairs.

Natsume Yusei's hand that was holding his wife's waist quickly let go as if she had been electrocuted, and turned to look at his confused son.

"You two?" He and his wife looked at each other and said, "How can you two sleep in Tokyo tonight?"

"The house I rented in Tokyo has two bedrooms." Natsume Naoki said: "Our house also has two bedrooms, but you two are not allowed to sleep in one?"

Natsume Reiko was obviously stunned for a moment, and then looked at Asai.

Asai seemed casual and turned his gaze elsewhere.

"You two... are you sleeping in separate rooms in Tokyo?" Natsume Reiko asked.

Natsume Naoki: "?"
To be continued...