Get rid of the crumb boss and go back to your hometown to get married

The memory after that day is blurred, only the extreme embarrassment and helplessness and non-stop apology, with some sporadic scenes in between of her angry little anger.

The heavy rain came fast and the walk was not slow. After the clouds collected and the rain was over, the girl ran out of the thatched pavilion with her bag in her arms, jumped over the muddy puddle lightly and landed on the broken bluestone slab washed clean by the rain, and ran away on tiptoe like a deer. up.

"Your umbrella..." Still holding the handle of the umbrella, she threw him in the thatched pavilion before he could catch up, the girl's sweet and crisp voice came from afar: "It's the Goddess's wife who lent it to me." , you pay her back directly tomorrow!"

The boy stood there for a while, and asked in a voice that no one could hear: "Then will you come to the shrine tomorrow?"

She just said that the shrine door was not open when she went up to the top of the mountain today, so she left very early, and he saw her alone when he went up and down the mountain... If he wanted to "encounter" tomorrow, he might have to leave early.

The rain had stopped, he put away his umbrella and left here, his footsteps were steady and he looked like a warrior, but what was going on in his heart... no one knew.

——The little deer bumped into a little anxiously.

"Where's Aji?" When the young master of the Fuze family came back from Fucheng, he only saw his mother sitting on the porch doing needlework. He didn't understand why he didn't see his brother who was full of ideas.Mrs. Fuze raised her head and pinned the needle on the ball and looked at her eldest son: "It rained heavily today, and Aji came back from the shrine with his clothes soaked. I told him to go back to his room to rest."

Mrs. Fukuzawa has a soft temper. Even as a mother, she mostly talks in a negotiating tone when facing the eldest son who supports the lintel.Although I felt that the eldest son's handling of his younger brother these days was a bit of a fuss, but considering that he was already the "head of the family", he still held back and didn't complain.After much deliberation, he felt that the youngest son had been wronged, so he had to coax the eldest son away and take some meatballs from the kitchen to see the youngest son.

As a result, when she opened the sliding door, the younger son stupidly cut a few pieces of waste paper thrown away by his brother with scissors, and was about to paste it on an oiled paper umbrella with a curled edge.

Mrs. Fuze lowered her head in doubt. Her youngest son knelt down by the low table and didn't realize he was being caught until the light became brighter. He blushed first, then coughed, and then cleared his throat and spoke from left to right. He: "An umbrella borrowed by others must be mended before it can be returned."

Why do you have an umbrella and half of your clothes are soaked?Who is that half of the umbrella for?

Only then did she suddenly realize that her youngest son was already fifteen or sixteen years old. According to the current fashion, if she had prepared early, she could count the days waiting to be a grandmother.

——If the family business hadn't withered to the extent that it was almost empty, it would not have been the case anyway.

I just hope that the girl my youngest son likes is not the kind that he can't afford to marry, it will hurt the child's heart in vain.

"How can the writing paper stick to the oiled paper? You have to find a craftsman to repair it. Do you have pocket money to mend it?" She fumbled in her sleeve pocket and took out a few copper plates together with The meatballs were placed together on the low table in front of him: "I'll return it after repairing it."

She rolled up her sleeves and touched her son affectionately, then turned around and sat down in the corridor to continue sewing.

Make a few more pieces in exchange for some money to subsidize the youngest son, otherwise the girl would not waste her time waiting for him.The eldest brother's marriage is always disharmonious, even the younger brother can't get a wife and the younger sister can't get married, the world is like this, there is no other way but to wait.

Fukuzawa Yukichi accepted his mother's kindness, and after a while, he came out with an umbrella and asked her for leave: "I took a soy sauce jar to buy soy sauce in the morning, and I left it in the grocery store before going up the mountain and forgot to take it back. Go get it, don't delay dinner."

"..." Mrs. Fuze wanted to knock on her son's head to see if it was a piece of wood. It's been so long since lunch, and now I realize that the soy sauce jar was left in someone else's store. It really belongs to you!

She waved her hand towards the door and raised her chin, and the boy ran away.

Instead of rushing to find a soy sauce jar, she was clearly rushing to find an umbrella maker to repair an umbrella!

"Really." The gentle and virtuous wife let out an angry laugh, very good, let's cook one less fish tonight.

……

It was a very busy day again, and by the time Ah Xun and the low-ranking servants hung out the washed clothes in the yard, the moon had climbed into the sky.A slanting Milky Way crossed sideways, and two huge and bright stars were dotted on the left and right of the two banks.The housekeeper and mother-in-law sat on the porch while watching the night for the master, and whispered stories to the young maids and servants. They were always nothing more than folklore and ancient myths, and they could not escape the karma of gods and Buddhas.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the master's house had already fallen asleep and the servants could go to rest. Kaoru staggered into the bed, and Nishikori, who was in a light sleep, got up and stuffed something with his hand: "Xun, we have a guest today, master of the house The eldest lady was asked to perform a tea ceremony, and some wagashi was added during the banquet. The eldest lady rewarded me with one, and I will keep it for you to share when you come back."

She took the wagashi and weighed it in the palm of her hand: "There is still skin in the red bean paste, the cook must be lazy." As she spoke, she broke the two halves, and handed the big half back: "I'm going to pour a glass of water, and put it in my mouth after eating. Rinse, or your teeth will rot."

Nishikori caught it and stuffed it into his mouth in small mouthfuls. After Ah Xun came back from pouring water, he only ate half of it: "You eat it quickly, don't let the housekeeper find out."

"Oh." She put the water on the floor, sat under the quilt and took a bite of the wagashi - not to mention the bean skin in the red bean paste, and the taste is not frivolous and soft enough.The sugar is not very good, the aftertaste is a bit astringent, and the glutinous rice outside is not elastic enough... The most important thing is that the wagashi that cut corners and rolled into a ball is not round enough, a big failure!

She reluctantly swallowed the bitterly sweet snack, passed water to Nishikori, picked up another cup, rinsed her mouth, and spit it out the window.The two little girls tossed and tossed for a while before lying down again, closing their eyes and falling asleep quickly.

Tomorrow morning, the housekeeper will come to remind me again, if I can sleep more, I still have to catch up and sleep more.

The sound of cicadas in the afternoon, the maroon desktop, the gentle boy with soft black hair and the bloody full moon in the night sky...

Summer nights are short, and Kaoru Nishikori gets up early again to be in a hurry.Today, in addition to worshiping at home, I also want to send a fish to the shrine for the wife of the head of the house.The fish wore whiskers and had to be carried in the hand, and was afraid that the fishy smell would displease the gods if left for a long time. Ah Xun didn't have time to eat breakfast before carrying it and ran away, taking advantage of the cool weather and going up the mountain.

These days, no one is willing to get up in the morning to start a catering business. If you don’t eat at home, you won’t have to go out.Kaoru held back the burning stomach pain and picked up the fish and ran away. He just wanted to send the fish early and go down the mountain to buy a few roasted yams to fill his stomach—these were snacks that were only around noon, and they could be dipped in rare white sugar. Eat, well worth the price.

The soft taste of fresh sweet potatoes after cooking, mixed with a small spoonful of sweet and sweet white sugar, is sweet but not greasy.

She thought she arrived early, but unexpectedly someone outside the torii gate arrived earlier than her.Still wearing a somewhat faded light onion-colored kimono, covered with dark green feathers, the silver-haired boy stood under the Koma Inu statue like a stoic rock, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his arms and a black sweet potato in his hand.

The girl I met in the mountains yesterday jumped out of the mist, like the first flowers blooming on the branches in early spring, and the boy subconsciously stood up straighter to make himself look more handsome. A fish ran up to it and coughed suspiciously: "Your umbrella."

"Huh?" Ah Xun was very surprised: "Yesterday, I said that the wife of the god master lent it to me, so you just pay it back!"

He said sternly: "It's not right, Guatian Lixia, it's not good for your reputation."

It was only then that she remembered the big conflict between men and women, and recalled that the young master had just recently moved with his family from the Fucheng side. After taking the umbrella, she couldn't help asking: "I heard that there are schools outside that accept girls, and there are even more." Willing to give women decent jobs for a living, but really?"

"Yes. There are women's colleges, and some houses that teach haiku and songs. Many women are far smarter than men, and there are even professional beauties who have joined newspapers after graduation." He told her honestly one by one. After hearing this, the girl couldn't help but hold her cheek and sigh: "It's so good, it's so good that you don't have to leave your life in other people's hands!"

The idea of ​​getting out of this poor country became more determined in my heart.The world is so big, she wants to see it.

Thinking of this, the girl cheered up, her whole body seemed to be glowing.The boy who had been looking at her felt that he was not feeling well again, and his heart was beating too fast.

"If you want to visit Fucheng, you can first take a mule-drawn carriage to the next town to the north. There is a station built there, and you can go directly to the prefectural city of Osaka by train."

"Fire...car? A burning car?"

"Almost, it's coal."

"Can you run away by burning fire?"

"I heard that it is carried away by steam."

"steam?"

"Ah."

Kaoru couldn't understand it at all. Isn't steam just the white smoke that rises when the water is heated?How can you run with a car?

Fukuzawa Yukichi secretly wiped the cold sweat from his palms with his sleeves——if she asked one more question, he would reveal his secrets.Now that Lanxue is getting more and more popular, although I have dabbled in it... After all, I don't know much about the theory of Gewu, so I only know some superficial principles, and I can't explain the deeper principles.

The two were chatting speculatively, when the gate of the shrine was suddenly pulled inward, and the shrine's wife smiled and greeted a couple of boys and girls standing outside: "Master Fukuzawa, Kaoru."

"Morning, madam." Ah Xun hurriedly returned the gift, and handed over the fish in her hand as the tribute: "The wife of the master ordered me to send the fish, and the umbrella you borrowed yesterday, thank you!" She blushed instantly, He didn't care about paying homage after delivering things, so he turned around and ran away.The wooden clogs knock out rapid notes on the bluestone board, as if the girl's mind is both joyful and shy at the moment.

The boy beside her stuffed the big sweet potato in his hand to the wife of the priest, and couldn't help turning his eyes following the girl who turned around and ran away.

"You go too, the gods won't blame you for missing such a day."

Anyway, even if he came, he would bring either radishes or sweet potatoes, and if he was so stingy, the gods wouldn't bother to talk to him, it didn't matter anyway.