Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

Qin Jiu seemed quite satisfied with the news about Shirley's death that Chu Shu brought him, and didn't even ask Chu Shu to take back his beloved car.

If he didn't mention it himself, Chu Shu would naturally not offer to return the Porsche to him, and just continue to occupy Gin's "wife" with peace of mind.

Lang Mu has not contacted him recently, nor assigned him any tasks. Chu Shu, who has returned to the life of an ordinary college student, usually attends classes at school, and drives around in Laoqin's Porsche on Saturdays and Sundays.

The dark-haired teenager who took the co-pilot seat of the sports car instead of vodka once asked him if he had a driver's license.

Of course!

Chu Shu nodded sternly and gave an affirmative answer.

It's just that his driver's license was tested at a flower grower.

……

When he was in class, Chu Shu basically chose to take the tram back and forth.

After all, what he created in front of outsiders was an image of a poor and hard-working international student. Students should look like students. Driving a luxury sports car to and from school is too destructive. It doesn't fit his low-key and restrained temperament at all.

However, although he tried his best to maintain a low-key image, but almost every day, the young students with spring hearts blocked the door and handed him love letters with red faces. Often at this time, there will be a group of melon-eating people who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal , he will be on the hot search of the campus gossip forum almost every three or five days.

To be honest, several of the juniors who confessed to him did hit his aesthetics. In the past, Chu Shu might have been attracted by the spirit of pursuit and the vigorous and beautiful body/body of these juniors. If you are moved, you may agree to someone's pursuit with a half-push.

But now there is a little bastard in his family who loves to be coquettish, not to mention being clingy, and his heart is still extremely fragile. If he doesn't pay attention, he may go looking for life and death. Just taking care of this little bastard alone has exhausted him With all his patience, Chu Shu really couldn't spare any energy to deal with the little fairies outside.

The little bastard was busy with a task assigned to him by the head of the port mafia recently, and he hadn't come to him for almost a week.

With Dazai not around, Chu Shu naturally didn't bother to put any effort into his daily life, and basically came here whenever it was convenient. The kitchen at home hadn't been fired for several days.

A strange bakery was newly opened in front of the school, and there were all kinds of strange and weird flavors of bread. Chu Shu bought a Sichuan spicy and spicy one, and planned to take it home for dinner or tomorrow's breakfast.

After getting off the tram, Chu Shu still had to walk for about 10 minutes to get home. On the way back, a little monkey with white hair all over the body popped out from the side of the road. Before Chu Shu could react, The little monkey snatched the bread he had just bought from his hand.

Chu Shu stared blankly at the empty palm for a second, then quickly chased after the little monkey, and followed it to a relatively remote alley.

There was a man standing at the entrance of the alley. The man was wearing a large purple long coat, which was tightly wrapped from head to toe. He was wearing a purple wishful hat on his head. Most of his face was covered by a pair of black sunglasses. Strictly.

In front of him was a stall selling steamed buns. Milky white steam rose from the steamer, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of wheat flour.

The little monkey with white hair hugged the bread that Chu Shu had just bought, jumped on top of the man's head, and then stopped moving.

Chu Shu stared at the opposite guy who wrapped himself so tightly that his age and gender could not be discerned for a while, then suddenly smiled.

At the same time, he stepped forward, clenched his fist with his right hand and attacked the man's face unexpectedly. The man in the purple coat took a few steps back calmly, avoiding Chu Shu's punch. Taking the opportunity, he raised his leg and swept across the person's lower body, and just when he was about to kick the person's legs, a small figure suddenly jumped out of the purple coat.

Where the man had stood was now nothing but an empty purple robe.But at the steamed stuffed bun stall on the opposite side, a very small boy suddenly appeared.

Judging from his stature and appearance, the boy should be no older than 5 years old. He was wearing a red skirt with a skirt, a small braid on the back of his head, and a red pacifier around his neck.

He looks extremely cute, with two faint blush dotted on his small glutinous rice dumpling face, just like those exquisite dolls sold in doll shops.

Chu Shu's eyes suddenly lit up, he walked forward in two or three steps, hugged the little boy who looked like a glutinous rice dumpling into his arms without saying a word, and then rubbed the other's face several times affectionately .

"Ah, this soft touch is still the same as before, so I miss—"

The little boy didn't struggle, and let him rub his body like a strange uncle, and when Chu Shu almost rubbed enough, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Ashu, long time no see."

Unlike the crisp and tenderness that a 5-year-old child should have, his voice is gentle and sweet, like the breeze in March in Yangchun, with the warmth and warmth that blows on his face.

Chu Shu poked that glutinous rice ball-like face several times, and then looked at the little boy in his arms with a smile, "Long time no see, Master Feng."

……

Feng is a flower planter's martial arts master, who has won the martial arts competition for three consecutive years. Chu Shu studied from him when he was 12 years old, accepted his guidance for four years, and did not successfully graduate until he was 16 years old.

"I haven't seen you for four years."

Chu Shu held the boy in his arms and chatted with him while walking.

"Master, you really haven't changed at all. You are still the same as four years ago."

Then Chu Shu turned his gaze to the little white-haired monkey nestled in Feng's arms. The little monkey was about to tear apart and eat the bread it had snatched from Chu Shu.

"Rich, that bread is Sichuan spicy and spicy. If you don't want your butt to turn red, I advise you not to eat it."

This little monkey named Richie is Feng's pet. He is extremely psychic and can understand human speech.

Hearing Chu Shu's words, the little monkey Rich struggled for a moment, and finally, for the sake of his poor red butt, obediently returned the unopened bag of bread to Chu Shu.

"No matter how many four years later, as a teacher, I will still maintain the current appearance."

Feng smiled and said softly.

Chu Shu lowered his head and took a quick glance at the red pacifier hanging around his neck, then changed the subject.

"Why did you come to Japan suddenly?"

"Invited by an old friend, come to the appointment." He said unhurriedly.

"However, there are still a day or two before the time I agreed with him. It just so happened that I learned from Mr. Jianguo that you are also in Japan now, so I came to Yokohama to see you first."

Although they haven't seen each other for four years, they don't know each other at all, and the way they get along is the same as four years ago.

"You mean fat baby?"

Chu Shu blinked, and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for a long time. How is he doing recently? Are the dark circles under his eyes getting worse?"

Feng chuckled, "I can't see it, but as a teacher, I can see that you seem to be doing well here."

Chu Shu curled his lips, "Everything here is good, but the food doesn't suit my taste."

Having said that, Chu Shu took out a box of delicate tin cans from his different space, and handed it to the little boy in his arms.

"This is the Anxi Tieguanyin that was picked in March this year. During the time in Japan, you should drink this first to make do with it."

He hasn't returned to China for a while, and the stocks in the different space are basically more than half a year old. It seems that he still has to find time to go back to China.

Otherwise, every time he wanted to send something from his motherland, the price of the postage would almost exceed what he sent.

Although Feng is not such a particular person, since it was a wish prepared by his disciple for himself, he accepted it without saying anything.

"By the way, do you remember that I mentioned to you in my letter that I have accepted another apprentice."

"You mean Junior Sister Yiping?"

A few years ago, when he corresponded with Master Feng, he once heard the master mention that he had taken in another apprentice, who seemed to be a little girl over three years old, counting her age, she should be five years old this year.

However, he has been working in the organization all these years, and basically has no chance to return to China, let alone go to see his master to catch up.

So for this little junior sister Yiping, he only knew her name, and had never really met her.

"Exactly."

Feng nodded slightly, "She came to Japan alone a few months ago, and now she lives with a local family. From her letter, I know that family seems to take good care of her. So I also come to Japan this time. I want to drop by the family that took her in."

"I'll go with you."

Chu Shu hugged the little glutinous rice dumpling in his arms, "Although I haven't met that junior sister Yiping, I'm a big brother after all, so I should go to visit with you, master, just because of emotion and reason."

It just so happens that tomorrow is Saturday and the school is on holiday, so he can accompany the master for a trip.

"I don't know how long I can stay in Japan this time, otherwise I can take Junior Sister Yiping to take care of me."

"It's okay."

Feng shook his head, "Yiping said in the letter that she is doing well there now, and you still have your own things to do, so I don't need to bother you."

Chu Shu also mentioned that due to the nature of his work, it is really inappropriate for him to have a five-year-old girl by his side because he has no fixed place all the year round.

"Then how long will you stay in Japan this time?"

"After completing the commission from that old friend, I will return to China. It will take three to five days at most."

"Three or five days is too fast."

Chu Shu pursed his lips, "I haven't seen you, master, for four years, and I still want to take this opportunity to catch up with you."

Feng smiled, raised his head and looked at his first disciple, "Why don't you go back with me as a teacher after I finish my work here, since you haven't been back for a long time, Mr. Jianguo seems to miss you very much." you."

Chu Shu sneered disapprovingly, "Fat boy thinks it's my fault. I guess it's because those people who work under him are disobedient. He just wants me to go back and help him clean up the mess."

But he really should go back to the country. The pearl powder he promised to bring to the rich women last time has not been given to them. During this time, they have been urged by them in various ways. It is time to go back to the country to replenish the goods.

But before that, he had to go with his master to visit that junior sister Yiping whom he had never met.

"Speaking of which, where is Junior Sister Yiping living now?"

Chu Shu looked down at the glutinous rice dumpling master in his arms.

"Namoricho [-]-chome."

Feng thought for a few seconds, then replied.