After finishing the somewhat delayed lunch, Kitahara Ichika took Fukuzawa and Suzuki along the indoor corridor to place their luggage. They stayed in the room that Kitahara Hideji used to have. This room was in relatively good condition, although it was still very simple.
The room is large, with homemade tatami mats on the floor and rushes on the surface, but you can vaguely see from the gaps or corners that the thick straw ceiling on the bottom floor is made of wood, the walls are covered with plain floral wallpaper, and there is a large
There is a bookshelf, and there is a vertical scroll hanging next to the bookshelf, which reads, "I feel sorry for myself when I live in an empty life, my dreams are gone, and my hatred is gone."
Both Fukuzawa and Suzuki curiously looked at the room where Kitahara Shuji grew up, remembering that the little Kitahara Shuji worked hard here in a serious manner, and finally made his way from this small mountain village to Nagoya.
Kitahara Ichika took out the prepared electric heater from the closet and turned it on. It was borrowed. She was afraid that the low temperature at night in the mountains would freeze these delicate girls. She also prepared a kotatsu and tried her best to keep it warm.
Guests can feel comfortable here.
Fukuzawa hurriedly stepped forward to help, while Suzuki Noki slowly walked to the bookshelf, wanting to see what books Kitahara Shuji read when she was young. If necessary, she would go back and make a set of the same books and look through them carefully, thinking about this pair
Understanding Hideji Kitahara's subconscious will be of great help.
After a lot of work, Kitahara Ichika said slightly apologetically: "Although the bedding is not new, it has been carefully cleaned. It is very cold here at night, and the electric heater does not need to be turned off. If you need anything else, please feel free to tell me. I can entertain you."
Zhou, that’s so rude.”
Fuyumi thanked her on behalf of her siblings: "Aunt Ichika, you have troubled me so much. I really caused you trouble."
Kitahara Ichika smiled happily and said: "If so, I'm glad you can come."
After she finished speaking, she took a look and felt that there was nothing more to prepare. She quickly bowed and turned around to go to the kitchen. Over there, Kitahara Hideji insisted on clearing the dishes. She was worried that in his impression, the former Kitahara Hideji was not
I've never done this kind of work before.
There is no shortage of space in the countryside. Kitahara Shuji's former single room can be squeezed into the seven of them without any problem. Anyway, there is no one special occupying the space except Yuki, and the average height is not even 1.5 meters. Fuyumi instructs everyone to pack their luggage.
After putting it in the cupboard, I watched Suzuki Noki look at the bookshelf making a "tsk tsk" sound, and couldn't help but move closer. That boy is very strong. What books did you read at home before?
Fuyumi raised her head and glanced at the bookshelf, and found that the books on it were all old and dilapidated. They were either read frequently or bought from second-hand bookstores. The contents were mixed and mixed, and they were basically poems and prose that were widely circulated in the world.
Collections, such as Jiaxuan's long and short poems, Shelley's poems, Bai Juyi's poems, One Hundred Japanese Songs, Essence of Sanxing, Fifty Selected Haikus, etc.
She looked around and didn't find anything surprising, but she felt a little strange in her heart. She didn't realize that the boy usually liked to recite poems and make poems, so why were there so many translations of poems in the room?
She turned to look at Suzuki Nozomi again, and found that she was reading a large tome. Suzuki Nozomi also noticed her gaze and showed her the cover. The Marquis de Sade also had a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth.
With a mysterious smile, it seems that I have gained a lot from reading this book.
Fuyumi had never seen or heard of this book. Seeing that Suzuki Noki's pale face was filled with color and she seemed very excited, she couldn't help but ask: "What is this book about?"
Suzuki Nozomi glanced at her with a smile, then reached into the bookshelf and dug for a while, then took out another book from behind the books that were placed vertically. After another look, she threw it to Fuyumi and said with a chuckle: "You know this one?"
?The content is so unexpected!”
Dong Mei was very surprised when she took the book and took a look at it. She found out that the title of the book was "The Lustful Generation of Men". She immediately shook her hands and threw the book away.
This book was written by Iehara Saikaku in the Edo period. The content is extremely descriptive, and its genre is close to that of the Chinese rare book Jinmei.
Fuyumi had never read it but had heard of it. She blushed for a moment and asked in surprise: "That one in your hand too? Are you still reading it?"
Suzuki Noki's grandma used to be very strict with her. Now that her grandma is gone, she is a bit domineering, but the habits she has developed over the years are still there. She has never taken the initiative to read this kind of book, and her heartbeat is actually very fast after turning a few pages.
, I couldn't even breathe evenly. I wanted to take out the respirator and take a few breaths, but I didn't want to guard Fuyumi, a short winter melon, and she could only force a smile and said: "What do you know? Her sex is still very high.
It’s just that that kid might be a slut, I never thought of that, I don’t notice it at all normally, he just pretends to be like that!”
The book she is holding is a work by Hitomi Fujimoto, which is even more powerful. Although it focuses on the psychological exploration of human desire, there are many unusual habits, incidents, and so on. Turning over three or five pages will reveal thirty or fifty pages of detailed descriptions.
, extremely sexy and revealing
Exciting, so exciting!
Fuyumi was shocked. It turns out that everyone has a hidden side behind their backs. That kid has been hiding in his room and studying hard since he was a child? How can he still do better than himself in the exam?
Suzuki Noki persisted and turned a few more pages to prove that she was also an experienced driver. This kind of book was not worth mentioning. She was just more mature than a short winter melon, but her heartbeat was too fast and she felt dizzy. She couldn't pretend anymore, so she quickly
He closed the book and stuffed it back behind the bookshelf. He smiled at Fuyumi and said, "I won't tell you, are you going to tell me?"
She estimated that this was Kitahara Hideji's inner secret, saying that he would probably be furious, and she didn't want to mess with that.
Fuyumi picked up the book and handed it to her, asking her to put it back as it was. She thought about it and said depressedly: "Why did I say this!"
She couldn't say it, otherwise if Suzuki Noki didn't admit it later, she would be looking through Kitahara Shuji's bookshelf.
Suzuki Noki hid the book and then went to the kotatsu. She got in and sat down and forced herself to take a deep breath so that her hot face could cool down quickly. The blind boy was extremely experienced in theory. Even if
Even if you don’t get a driver’s license, you have passed the written test. I teased him before, and almost fell into the trap!
Isn't he trying to get at me? Fortunately, I didn't have the brains to get into his bed. Otherwise, I might not have scared him, but I would have been eaten alive by him like a little white sheep!
Fuyumi didn't dare to touch the bookshelf anymore and hid far away. She felt that Kitahara Shuji was indeed a boy who had hidden two boxes of small books. He had loved these books since he was a child.
No, you have to guard against that kid again!
The Kitahara family's kitchen is semi-traditional and semi-modern. The stove is made of both firewood and artificial biogas. Japan's resources have long been exhausted, and it basically does not produce coal. Imported natural gas cannot be transported to such remote mountain villages, so it can only do this.
Many people say that Japan does a good job in environmental protection and respects nature. But they say this because they don’t understand Japan at all. In fact, they have nothing to do.
Cutting down native forests will lead to mudslides. If you want to burn coal, you need to import it. The cost is too high. In rural areas, they can only use straw to generate biogas and use diseased and dead trees as daily fuel.
Kitahara Shuji washed the dishes and chopsticks very quickly, then looked at the stove and cutting board, and wiped them all again. But he was actually considered a half-guest, and he didn't go as far as he did at the Pure House.
Use steel wool to brush the bottom of the pot so it can be used as a mirror.
As soon as he finished his work, Kitahara Ichika came running over. Seeing that he had finished all the work in such a short time, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised and said distressedly: "Hidetsugi, just let me do all this."
Kitahara Shuji smiled and said: "It's okay, they are all used to it. I work part-time in an izakaya, so I am used to it."
"Have you suffered a lot?" Kitahara Ichika felt even more distressed.
Kitahara Hideji didn't think it was anything. No one had done it for him before. If he didn't do it, would it be piled up there? He smiled and said: "No, they are all trivial things, and there is no mention of hardship."
Washing dishes is considered hard work, so what does it mean to move bricks? It's not like he never worked as a laborer in his previous life.
Kitahara Ichika felt very relieved and her eyes softened. She felt that she was a completely different person after just eight months. She had really grown up. She quickly said: "Go and spend time with your friends. You can play flower cards.
You can also play mahjong, I put it in the closet. It gets dark early in the winter. They all grew up in big cities and there are many people. Don’t wander outside the village. I will go out with them tomorrow."
Kitahara Xiuji nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I understand."
When the Fukuzawa family and Suzuki came, they were standard guests, and he would definitely accompany them to show their friendship as landlords. He didn't say anything more, smiled again, then turned around and walked along the corridor in the long house to his room. This
The structure of a Japanese-style longhouse is very simple, it is just a straight pole. If it is placed in a city, it will be used by several families. But if it is placed in a rural area with a large area and sparsely populated areas, then one family will occupy the building alone.
When he arrived at the door and listened to the sound, he thought it should be here, so he knocked on the wooden lattice sliding door and asked with a smile: "Is it convenient for me to go in?"
"Come in, Onisan!" Haruna knelt down and opened the door, lowering her head to greet him.
Kitahara Shuji thanked him and was about to ask them how they planned to spend the two or three hours before dinner when he saw Fuyumi huddled in the kotatsu and glared at him, and Suzuki Noki also let out a seductive sigh.
, was a little baffled for a moment. But he didn’t care. This damn carrot head loses his temper every day, and Suzuki acts like a monster every day. It’s good that he can pretend to be like this when he is a guest. It’s normal to show his true nature behind closed doors.
He smiled and asked: "Do you want to play cards? How about mahjong?"
Yukiri didn't want to play cards, so she came over and asked cheerfully: "Hidetsuki, can I ride the tricycle outside?" Natsori Kasa had just encouraged her to take them for a ride on a tricycle, and she was a little tempted.
Kitahara Xiuji was about to agree. He felt that it didn't matter if he walked around the yard and didn't go to the mountains and rivers. But Fuyumi said angrily: "No, how can you ride a tricycle when visiting other people's homes?"
Does that still look like a girl? Absolutely not!
Xueli was very disappointed, but Xia Zhi and Xia Sha didn't care. They were just free. If this didn't work, they would change to the same one. They said in unison: "Then let's play mahjong?"
Fuyumi thought for a while and felt that it was not an option to let these careless guys just sit there. It was better to hide in the house and play cards than to go out and go crazy, so she said, "It's okay to play cards, but don't yell like you do at home."
!”
Natsori Natsusa had no objection, so Kitahara Shuji went to the closet to find mahjong tiles and asked with a smile: "Who wants to play?"
Haruna shook her head and said she didn't want to play, but Yukili couldn't do it. Finally, Suzuki Nozomi, Fuyumi, and Natsori Kasa came on the stage, and immediately the four little girls played mahjong and they were betting money. It was called the New Year's Mahjong Game.
It is true that Mahjong was invented in China, but the country with the most intense playing of Mahjong in the world is Japan, with many mahjong parlors on the streets. According to statistics from the Yomiuri Shimbun, Mahjong ranks second in terms of the number of participants in various street entertainment activities in Japan, losing only to Mahjong.
Zhu Hall has a perfect victory over shogi, go, and mahjong players of all ages. From 5 to 105 years old, Japan sent a team to the Antarctic scientific expedition without forgetting to bring a mahjong set. Even the automatic mahjong table was invented by the Japanese, which shows how much they like it.
Fuyumi closed the door and started gathering people to gamble.
She wants to win back the salary she paid to Natsori Natsusa, and at the same time let Suzuki Noki owe a "huge debt" so that she can laugh at her in the future. Natsori Natsusa is rich this year and proposes to double the bet and plans to borrow it for the New Year
To make a small fortune, Suzuki Noki said that she never brought any money, but it didn't matter, she couldn't lose.
There was a commotion on the table. Kitahara Shuji brought a plate of nuts to Yuki. Yuki sat down next to him and started eating happily. Akitarou was painting alone in a corner of the room. Kitahara Shuci watched for a while and found this group of people playing mahjong.
Basically no good people
Haruna sat in the corner of the room and pretended to read, but from time to time she touched her eyebrows and pinched her ears, obviously peeking at other people's cards and signaling to Fuyumi. Natsori and Natsusa kept exchanging glances, and Kitahara Shuji also noticed that they were using their feet on the table.
They secretly exchanged cards, and Suzuki Nozomi seemed to have played with her grandmother a lot in the past. She shuffled the cards in a very unique way. She looked at them and pulled them violently, but the good cards were kept under her fingers and remained untouched. After building the Great Wall, she finished touching them.
Finally, the starting hand is very good, and it is a big deal.
Kitahara Shuji looked at it for a while and was really speechless. Do you want to do this in your daily leisure time?
The four of them were playing mahjong, but everyone cheated and got out of pocket, and no one could do anything about it. They got angry and got angry, and it was already dark in the blink of an eye.