Guandong Yunmengtan

At 2:[-] in the morning, Meng Xiang rode his bicycle along the Haneda Road near the sea to Tsukiji Market.The street scenes on both sides are changing rapidly, only the landlady's ferocious face like a horror movie villain keeps swiping the screen in front of my eyes, and her high-frequency sharp speech is also played back in my ears all the time, unknowingly arousing ethnic hatred .

"Meng Sang, my son is going to take the college entrance examination soon. This is a major event related to his life and destiny. Our whole family is ready for it, but you make a lot of noise upstairs every night in the middle of the night, making people unable to sleep peacefully. Do you know how cruel it is for candidates who suffer from neurasthenia due to study pressure? Don’t make fun of me. This is not something that a few apologies can do. I guess you Chinese don’t have the habit of worrying about others. It doesn’t matter if you live in the country, but in Japan, you have to abide by the rules of our country. We Japanese have been taught by our elders since we were young not to cause trouble for others, even kindergarten children will not make a scene where there are people. Your approach It’s too lacking in upbringing, our family can’t bear it anymore, so I have to apologize to you here, this house can no longer be rented to you, please move out within today, and I will refund your deposit.”

Half an hour ago, Meng Xiang made a loud noise while talking on the phone with a friend, which disturbed the eldest son of the landlord who was studying at night. The child was probably nervous about studying and had a heavy psychological burden. Under this stimulation, he had a hysterical outburst.The landlord's family was extremely furious, and the landlady's wife came forward and issued an eviction order to Meng Xiang mercilessly.Meng Xiang knew that going out every day and night would cause dissatisfaction, so he usually tried his best to act lightly, but the walls of this building were thinner than paper, and no matter how small the sound could be, he still couldn't stop the hatred.Today's situation is special, distracted and forget taboos, violate other people's taboos without paying attention, and have nothing to say about being kicked out.

Xiong Pang also heard it on the phone when the little Japanese went crazy. He was worried, and called to ask after a while. Meng Xiang was riding a bicycle and talking to him with a Bluetooth headset.Knowing that the landlord was going to evict him, Xiong Pang was furious, and cursed: "This old Japanese mother is too arrogant. Back then, she signed the contract for renting the house, but the contract has not expired. How can she tell you to leave?"

Meng Xiang smiled wryly: "It's written in the contract that if the owner's personal rights are violated, the owner has the right to terminate the contract. Now they use this as a basis to tell me to pack up and leave today."

"Damn it, this clause is so overbearing. It's what they say, and you can't stand it. Why would you sign such an outdated contract?"

"Who told me to run to other people's land? I want to rent Xiangyin's house, but I have to listen to others. It's really my fault. I get up late every day to work, and I step on people's heads for a long time. Anyone who wants to call out. Their baby is about to take the college entrance examination. The Japanese college entrance examination is more competitive than China. If you can’t get into a good school, you can’t find a good job. Who wants your baby to pay bad debts for the rest of his life? Good luck, I influence people to study and sleep, if they fail the exam, won't they delay their life? It's better to be more personal, and retreat early, so as not to take responsibility for two days."

"Oh, you're such a virtuous person. You didn't even wipe off the blood on your ass, and you still have to treat other people's hemorrhoids. Forget it, then when are you going to find a house today?"

"I don't know yet, I can only watch it after school in the afternoon. I told the landlord to go back and move things before 8 pm, and she agreed."

"Then, are you ready to pay for the move? At least 20 yuan will be lost this time."

When renting a house in Japan, you have to pay six months’ rent for the first time, of which two months’ rent is the key money, the other two months’ rent is the deposit, the other month’s rent is given to the intermediary company, and the rest is the first month’s rent.The key money will not be refunded when checking out, and the deposit depends on luck. International students often encounter rogue landlords, and they often have nowhere to complain.

Meng Xiang is now in negative equity, how can he have money to move?But in the face of Xiong Pang's offer of help, he still stubbornly chose to refuse.Half of this was fighting against the landlady's wife. He was so angry when he heard her remarks that belittled the Chinese people just now, he was only suffering from wrong reasons and could not refute them directly.I don’t accept friends’ support at this moment, I want to prove with practical actions that they are not the only Japanese who have the quality of "not causing trouble to others", and the Chinese also have the integrity of being poor and unshakable. The big deal is to go to the park to sleep in a tent like a homeless man. If a manly doctor can't overcome this hurdle, what big things can he do?

"That's right, since it's like this, you should take it personally first, and if you feel uncomfortable, send a text message to your sister Tiantian to set it up, and don't get bored by yourself."

"Understood, you should also hurry up to accompany your baby Can, I have delayed your husband and wife life today, please say sorry to him."

"Hahaha, your baby is brainwashing me again. He is worried about you too. He urged me to make this call. I will take him to Tokyo to play with you when I have time. I know that there is a Sichuan hot pot restaurant in Ginza. It is said that The taste is so authentic, let’s make a plate together someday.”

"Who goes to Ginza to eat? The food over there is old-fashioned and fat. It's expensive and a waste of money. If you want to eat hot pot, come to the place where I live and I'll make it for you. Whole mandarin duck hot pot, Xu Can doesn't like it." If you eat spicy, you can eat white."

"If you want it, then you have to rent a house in Bashi. If you don't have enough money, you can find me. Go to sleep, bye~"

After chatting with Xiong Pang, he just arrived at Tsukiji Market. This is the largest fish market in Japan, known as the "Tokyo Stomach". More than 2000 tons of aquatic products are traded every day. Fishing boats from all over Japan are docked at the nearby pier, and they are constantly transporting fish. fresh goods.Meng Xiang's job is to pick up goods at the pier and deliver them to the door according to the customer list of the seafood company. From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] a.m., he travels between the pier and the market without a moment's rest.

There are many Japanese working with him, most of them are arranged by the "Tokyo Labor Organization", which is a left-wing organization that protects the interests of laborers. In order to maintain the basic life of laborers in labor disputes, they provide them with temporary jobs.Porters are labor-intensive, and the daily working hours are stipulated to be no more than three hours. In order to ensure the health of the workers, everyone has to change shifts every other day. They can work 15 days at most in a month. The foreman arranges the work schedule and writes it on the form. to working group members.

The foreman of Meng Xiang's group is a Chinese, a buddy of a friend. Knowing that Meng Xiang needs money and can't find a job with such a high hourly wage elsewhere, he secretly assigns him more shifts in violation of regulations.But he can accommodate, but the Immigration Bureau can't. They limit foreign students' part-time working hours to no more than 20 hours a week, so Meng wants to have a day off every month so that he can sleep peacefully until dawn.

Porters usually work in teams of two. His partner is an old Japanese man in his 60s named Akio Kameda. He is a short man of less than 170 years old. Like a lame crab, his eyes are also highly myopic, and he will be blinded when he takes off his glasses.He has been working here for four years, but his movements are still clumsy. He often stabs people, or overturns the cart, or carries the wrong goods. Working with him means doing more butt cleaning, so everyone hates him.Meng Xiang didn't know what was going on when he first arrived, and he was assigned to such a laggard. After working for a few days, he figured out what he was doing, and he was considerate of his age.Others don't want to talk to Kameda, but he is more than willing to chat with him, all as oral practice.

Although Kameda is down and out now, he used to be a middle-level cadre of a large company, and he worked so well until he retired. How could he be divorced at a mature age when he was spending his twilight years, and was thrown out by his wife as a big trash.Because the economic power of Japanese families is usually controlled by the woman, almost all the man’s lifetime wages go into his wife’s pocket, and some people don’t even know how much property they own. When they divorce, half of their pension is slaughtered, and they become paupers in an instant. .

This is how Kameda became a proletarian. After the divorce, he rented a low-rent house provided by the government and relied on part-time jobs to make ends meet. However, he himself was very optimistic, talking and laughing all day long. Knowing that Meng Xiang was Chinese, he decided to I often chat with him about ancient Chinese history, and I know more than Meng Xiang. My favorite historical figure is **, and I buy books about him when I have nothing to do.Meng Xiang once asked why. According to him, it was because Comrade Xiaoping had three ups and downs in his life, and he still reached the pinnacle of life after he was put to death.

Meng Xiang was deeply touched by an old man who was over sixty years old and still wanted to start a new career in poverty. Since then, he has regarded Kameda as one of his inspirational role models and encouraged himself to keep his dreams in mind and fight bravely despite difficulties.

On this day, he was chatting with Kameda while working non-stop, sweating profusely for three hours. It was just dawn when he got off work, and the people who came to the morning market had gathered like an ant colony. The tuna was being auctioned in the market, a tuna weighing 100 kilograms The bluefin tuna sold at the auction fetched a high price of 800 million yen. It is said that the meat of that fish is extremely delicious and melts in the mouth. It can be made into sushi, and each can be sold for 15000 yen. But Meng Xiang is too lazy to be curious. He knows that he has no That blessing.

The proprietress of a stall that often delivers goods is very generous. Every time she delivers goods to her home, she invites the workers to have breakfast together. Eating as much as you want saves Meng Xiang a lot of meal expenses.Her family didn’t order today, so he had to look for food elsewhere. Before leaving the market, he went to a fishmonger’s shop to get a box of seafood filled with ice cubes, and he carried it on a bicycle. After half an hour, he went to the nearby Changko Temple that he passed by last night. On a small street, I stopped in front of a family sushi restaurant called "Sakura".It was still early before the opening hours, the store had already opened, and the store owner was making preparations. Meng Xiang entered the store carrying the suitcase, wiped his sweat and shouted towards the kitchen: "Good morning, Mr. Ojiang, your order has arrived."

A moment later, an old man in a chef's uniform walked out of the door. He was tall, decent-looking, and his temperament was different from ordinary chefs, with an elegant scholarly demeanor.

After the meeting, Meng Xiang bowed and handed over the delivery receipt: "Mr. Dajiang, here is today's delivery order and invoice. Please have a look."

"Okay, Mr. Meng, thank you for your hard work."

The old gentleman took the receipt, put it on the counter casually, turned around and poured him a cup of brown rice tea.This man's name is Oe Kotaro, the owner and chef of this restaurant. He is seventy-three years old this year. He was a top student at the University of Tokyo's medical school. He works in a famous private hospital in Tokyo. He is a very prestigious person.After retiring, I couldn’t stay idle and went to this street to sell sushi. I have been in business for twelve years now. The store is small, with only ten seats, and the customers are all nearby residents. He is not uncommon to earn money by doing this. Old men like him who have practiced medicine for decades in Japan and have never been married and have no children all their lives are so wealthy that they open shops in their later years just to pass the time.

Meng Xiang started to deliver goods to Sakura Sushi the year before last. After working as a porter every day, he went to pick up the goods at the fishmonger shop that Mr. Oe had cooperated with for many years. The Immigration Bureau couldn't find out, and it was a considerable living allowance for him.This handy job was introduced by Aju. Mr. Ojiang has a good relationship with her and trusts her very much, even Meng Xiang.

Mr. Ojiang was still busy with other things this morning, Meng wanted to eat sushi, so he went to Songtang to take a bath first, and returned the bathrobe he borrowed yesterday to Aju.It may be that he was preoccupied, and he was not as energetic as before when he greeted him, which caused Aju to worry, and she stopped him when he left the store.

"Meng Jun, have you had breakfast?"

"not yet."

"Me too, let's go eat pork chop rice together."

Ah Ju likes pork chop rice, and often goes to a pork chop restaurant called "Le Village" half a street away from here, and has invited Meng Xiang to go there many times.The location of the store is hidden, hidden in the cracks of the alley, and it is difficult for passers-by to find it.The door of the store is only one person wide, and a small lantern of "Tongkaci" (Japanese, pork chop rice) hangs above the lintel. When entering the inside, it is a winding path leading to a secluded hall. The hall is 750 to 1100 square meters, and several long strips There are wooden tables, and there are various set menus nailed to the walls. The cheapest one is [-] yen, and the most expensive one is [-] yen. Considering the prices in Tokyo, it can’t be more affordable.The farthest part on the left side of the entrance is the bar counter, which is the cooking operation room. Japanese small restaurant kitchens are open, and diners can watch the whole process of cooking. An old man dressed as a chef is leading a young guy in the operation room. busy here.

The business hours here are from 7:8 am to [-]:[-] pm every day. When they went, there were already several diners in the store, all of whom were neighbors. Ah Ju greeted them next to them, which immediately attracted the attention of the owner. Hand over the work in hand to the buddy and rush to greet him outside the bar.

"Aju, welcome. Meng Jun, you are here too."

"Noguchi-san, good morning."

Noguchi-san, whose full name is Noguchi Konosuke, is the owner of a pork chop shop and an old bachelor.He is of medium height, skinny, and has a red face all the year round. Looking at his 60s, he is actually in his early [-]s.However, this old man has a very different style from Mr. Oe. The latter is an intellectual, while the former has a strong sense of the market. He has lived in Tokyo for most of his life and cannot get rid of his thick Kansai accent. Especially kind, Meng thinks that this outsider has been in contact with him for several times, and he can see that he has plans for others, and I believe it is an open secret among the local old neighbors.

It's a pity that this couple doesn't match at all in terms of appearance. Aju is still a beautiful old lady no matter how old she is, while Noguchi is really ugly, and his birth defects can be tolerated. His face is the product of acquired disfigurement. The thick and long scar runs from the temple to the corner of the mouth, resembling a big centipede. As the wound heals, the facial muscles stretch upwards, and the corner of the right mouth turns up and cannot cover the teeth. It looks like half a "scissors woman". Startled.

After the three people bowed to each other and greeted each other, Noguchi arranged for the two to sit at a dining table near the bar, and went to make food for them.He has been in the shop for nearly 40 years, and his skills are excellent. The pork cutlet rice he makes is very delicious. You can add as much as you want, and you can exchange a raw egg for 20 yen, and you can eat it for three days and three nights if you are hungry.

During the meal, Aju tried to test Meng Xiang without showing any signs. She was very good at communicating and let him tell the truth without much effort. When she learned about the landlord's eviction, she said sympathetically and calmly: "This is really a big, It’s troublesome, but it’s understandable from the perspective of the other party, it’s just too difficult for you.”

Meng Xiang couldn't be too frustrated, and said with a smile: "I go out in the middle of the night every day. I guess no one can bear it. It's not easy for the landlord's family to bear it until now."

Aju shook her head vigorously: "How can I blame you, it's all for work, oh~ Then what are you going to do next? Is there any suitable place to settle down?"

"This happened so suddenly, I need to take some time to deal with it."

"But they want you to move tonight, can you find a place in such a short time?"

Meng Xiang was blocked by a series of questioning, he mechanically stirred the miso soup with his chopsticks, looking at the small whirlpool in the center, he really wanted to jump into it.Ah Ju saw that he was lost in thought, and was about to comfort him, when Noguchi sneaked over to mix tea, took the opportunity to sit down and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter? I just heard your conversation, Meng Jun was canceled by the landlord?"

Meng Xiang nodded and laughed at himself: "I always wake up in the middle of the night, and the landlord's child is in the third year of high school, saying that I hinder his study."

Aju answered before Noguchi spoke: "Meng Jun goes to Tsukiji fish market to work every day, and there is no way for him to work the night shift there. This kid has no relatives in Japan. He earns money to study by himself, really. It's not easy."

Noguchi repeatedly echoed: "Yes, yes, I heard you said that Meng Jun studied very hard and received a scholarship every year. I saw the portrait he painted for you, and it was very good."

"Noguchi-san, should we help him? The landlord has restricted him to move tonight. See if anyone you know has a house for rent and help him find a suitable one."

Seeing Noguchi shaking his head, Aju was slightly disappointed, but then he showed joy, because Noguchi immediately added: "Although I can't find a suitable rental house, he can live in my house. The small room on the second floor of mine has been empty all the time. Clean it up." You can still live after packing up."

Meng Xiang was surprised and shook his head desperately. He didn't have much friendship with Noguchi, and it would be too presumptuous to spend the night at someone's house.However, Ah Ju strongly agreed with the proposal, and kept persuading him: "Just go and live for a few days temporarily. You can't rush to find a house. If you rent an unsatisfactory house in a hurry, you will encounter troubles. Anyway, Noguchi-san is also a People live here, and it is close to here, and it can save a lot of commuting time every day.”

After finishing speaking, I started to discuss with Noguchi how to help him move. Noguchi said that he would close his business an hour earlier tonight and drive his own pickup truck to pick up his luggage there. Room.

Meng wanted to refuse again, so he used the violent temper of a Japanese old man, and said with a stern face: "Young people can't refuse the old man's kindness. Aju cares about you so much. How can you make her worry about you?"

Dare to feel that this old man is helping others to please his sweetheart, Meng Xiang came to his senses, thinking that if he doesn't appreciate it now, he might even get him to complain, and although his motives are not pure, his way of worrying about people's difficulties is very real. Now that there is no way out, going to transition for a few days temporarily relieves my immediate worries.

So gratefully accepted the help of the two old people.

Moving didn’t delay the class. After breakfast, he took the subway to school. Tokyo’s subway stations are like giant spider webs, and the lines are as complicated as a maze. During business hours, there are huge crowds of people, which are completely different from the hustle and bustle of domestic stations.There are only people here without hearing the sound of people, and the dense crowd is like a formation of fish in the sea, led by a head fish, moving forward in an orderly manner. The line is unobstructed and parallel.In it, only the sound of rumbling footsteps like marching can be heard, no one speaks, and no one walks slowly. Everyone is in a hurry, as if there is an invisible whip whipping restraint behind them.

The class started at 9:[-] this morning. Meng Xiang walked around outside the station to avoid the rush hour. After getting on the train at [-] o’clock, there were still no empty seats. on the compartment door.The bus ride is the most leisurely time for Japanese people. Many people take advantage of this time to sleep, read books and play games. The luggage rack above the seat is full of comics and magazines left by passengers. Having to squeeze through the crowd with a book will undoubtedly be regarded as an uncivilized behavior. You can't take a nap, and you can't bear the traffic when you use your mobile phone, so you have to stand still.

The Japanese pay attention to the sense of distance. Even if they have to be in close contact with people in a small space, they still adhere to this habit. Staring at it, the feeling is very obvious.Meng Xiang stood for a few minutes, feeling a strange itching on the left side of his face, his eyes turned slightly, and found that someone in the back compartment was staring at him through the glass of the compartment door.According to the habits of Japan, it is best to turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, so he pretended not to know at first, but the other party did not restrain himself, his eyes were fixed on his face like radar waves. male.

Meng Xiang was depressed, and couldn't help being furious when he saw this situation. He turned his head suddenly, wanting to kill with his eyes, and shot his eyes like darts, just right on a smiling face.Sparks of astonishment flashed in his eye sockets, and the hair all over his body stood up like thin needles as if struck by lightning.

That smiling face is sweet and handsome, with picturesque eyebrows and peach blossoms in the eyes, skin like suet rubbed, smooth and white, and rosy and glossy lips that are more attractive than jelly, and it would be wasteful to grow on a man.

However, Meng Xiang's astonishment was not out of pity, and his feelings at this moment can be summed up in three words - "Damn!" .

The beautiful young man behind the glass is the brat who molested him in the park last night.

Choking~ It’s this kid again, yesterday I robbed my clothes and pants, made me fall asleep and didn’t fall asleep, and was kicked out by the landlord, Xiazi dared to run in front of me, just wanted to be beaten!

Meng Xiang's fate was bleak that night, thinking that the disaster was all caused by this young man, so he wanted to settle accounts with him when they met on a narrow road.Reluctantly, a door was like an enchantment separating the two of them in different spaces. He could not yell and curse, but only conveyed his anger with frowning eyes.The young man has no fear, his smile is even sweeter, his eyes are filled with endless autumn water and spring, and the plump silkworms under his eye sockets further strengthen this coquettish style. At this moment, he is well-dressed, but his sexiness is even more seductive than last night when he was naked More than ever.Meng Xiang had never met him before, and he didn't understand why this man kept getting angry at him, he was startled, angry, embarrassed and dumbfounded, I believe Tang Seng was in this state of mind when he first saw the scorpion spirit.

Amazed, the other party played a new prank by puffing on the glass, drawing a cute "heart" on it with his fingertips, and then pouting out a sweet kiss.Meng Xiang was startled and surprised, subconsciously looked left and right, afraid that people around would see him.

Damn, what on earth does this kid want to do?Why did you catch me in heat, so you might not think I'm his kind?Lao Tzu looks like a straight man at first glance, it's hard to figure out what to do!

Meng Xiang is tall, masculine, and handsome. In the past, he was very lucky in peach blossoms in China, and there were a few mutant varieties among them.The Academy of Fine Arts is a curvy guy. During his two years in college, many homosexuals pursued him openly and secretly, and it became a joke in class.After coming to Japan, there were many foreign friends who gave him secret glances. When he was working in a western restaurant the year before last, a Japanese boy was very attentive to him. He hid all the delicious food and left him to eat alone. Take this opportunity to have a showdown with him, say that you don't like men, and ask him not to bother.The boy was sad and embarrassed, and left without saying goodbye the next day. Meng wanted to apologize, and handed in his resignation letter a few days later, but he had never thought about men in that way. Never know what to do.

At this time, the vixen-like young man was still eye-to-eye to show his cuteness, his face became more and more red, his heart became more and more flustered, and he was afraid that others would see him, so he quickly turned around to block the glass after recovering, and secretly hypnotized himself.

illusion!illusion!It's all hallucinations!Find a temple and pay homage immediately after school, and drive this monster away!

Fortunately, the journey was not far away. A few minutes later, the train pulled into the platform. As soon as he got out of the car, he walked quickly, never daring to look back.