He subconsciously quickened his pace, walked to the front and back, and said, "Good evening, Second Uncle Jian."

The person standing at the door was none other than his uncle, Kenji Furutegawa, who took him in five years ago.

As for why I called uncle, I will tell you later.

Second Uncle Jian hummed, didn't say anything, and stepped aside to open the iron gate behind him.

Furutegawa Shinmi hurriedly walked in.

Soon, the door was locked behind him.

Sure enough, they were waiting for him to come back.

He stood where he was, and waited for Uncle Jian to come over before continuing to move forward.

The Furutegawa house has a rather large front yard and a backyard where vegetables are grown.

After all, in the countryside, there is nothing else but the land is big.

Uncle Jian walked very slowly, with a calmness in every step.

Furutegawa Shinmi silently followed behind.

This family actually had a child, but many years ago they were killed in the mountains, the couple were too sad, and they didn't want to have another child.

"Did you say goodbye to your friends?" Second Uncle Jian suddenly asked.

Furutegawa Shinmi said honestly: "Well, at the graduation ceremony not long ago."

In fact, he has no close friends.

But probably because he was going to a place like Tokyo, everyone saw it as a rarity, so they spread the word a lot, and as a result, many people came to say goodbye to him.

Uncle Jian Er hummed, but did not speak again.

After such a short time, they also entered the entrance one after another.

The lights in the house were bright and soft. A woman leaned halfway out of the kitchen and said, "Welcome back."

Furutekawa Shinmi who had changed his shoes hurriedly said, "I'm back, Aunt Akiba."

She is Uncle Jian's wife, the hostess of the family, and she is a very gentle and virtuous person.

"You two, go wash your hands."

Furutegawa Kamimi hastily responded and walked upstairs.

Uncle Jian rolled up his sleeves and went to the bathroom first.

There are only three of them in the house, and he lives alone on the second floor.

When he returned to the bedroom, he first put down his schoolbag, then put the sword bag on the shelf not far from the bed, walked to the half-open window, and glanced at the gloomy mountain scenery in the distance.

The field of vision is extremely wide during the day, and the scenery is pretty good when it is not windy.

After watching for a while, he went to the closet to change his dirty clothes, went downstairs to wash up, and went into the kitchen.

Today's dinner includes green pepper minced meat, eggplant minced meat, wild vegetable tempura, tomato salad and croquettes, which are quite rich and delicious.

"Eat more, it's time to grow your body." Aunt Qiuye handed him the rice, a porcelain bowl as big as a basin, and the bottom of the bowl was quite solid.

Furutegawa Kamimi took it with both hands.

Over the past few years, his strength has grown day by day, and his appetite has also increased a lot.

This is also inevitable, otherwise how could he have the strength to swing the sword.

Fortunately, Second Uncle Jian's family is quite well off, and he has never been hungry.

Uncle Jian also picked up his palm-sized bowl, and began to eat slowly, mouthful by mouthful.

Auntie Akiba finally served herself a meal, sat down on the chair on the other side, and while picking up vegetables for Furutegawa Kamimi, chatted about today's trivial matters in the village.

Whose child is mischievous again.

So-and-so's so-and-so fell unluckily, broke his bone and was admitted to the hospital.

What kind of evil spirits did people from the special operations department come to get rid of recently.

……

After all, they are all short-sighted parents who have nothing rare.

Furutekawa listened while eating, chatting about things from time to time.

Uncle Jian is always eating with his head depressed, he always just listens and doesn't talk.

An hour later, Furutegawa Kami saw that he was full of food and drink, and chatted to his heart's content.

He stood up, slowly went upstairs to his room, changed into clothes that were easy to move around, picked up another unsharpened soft sword, went downstairs again, and went to the courtyard to do exercises to relax muscles and bones.

Aunt Akiba took a look.

She has long been familiar with the "sword dance" of her own children.

The night was gradually getting darker, Furutekawa Shinmi, who had almost practiced, also retracted his sword and went back to the house. By the way, he locked the door of the entrance and turned off the light.

The living room in the back room was brightly lit, and the sound of the TV was faintly playing. He thought about it, and went upstairs to return to the room without disturbing him.

At this point in time, it's still a little early for bed.

He looked around the room.

Wardrobe, sword stand, desk, a big bed, a small round table for drinking tea, and a small sofa...

All furniture, no equipment for entertainment.

The only thing he can pass the time for is a few old books on the table.

As for the mobile phone, he would only use it when calling and sending emails or looking for suitable reward tasks.

After thinking about it, he finally bent over and moved the small round table on the carpet away, sat down cross-legged, dimmed the lights, and began to sit quietly.

……

In the living room on the first floor, Uncle Jian was watching the TV news from Tokyo, while Aunt Akiba was staring up at the ceiling.

Second Uncle Jian felt strange, and looked up for a while, and then asked, "What are you looking at?"

Aunt Akiba thought for a while and said, "Xiao Jian is going to Tokyo."

Uncle Jian didn't speak, just quietly waiting for the next sentence.

He was the one who went to study in Tokyo, so how could he not know.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Aunt Qiuye couldn't help being slightly annoyed: "Aren't you worried that he's traveling alone?"

Uncle Jian thought for a while, then shook his head honestly.

Tokyo is much safer than here.

Seeing that he shook his head, Aunt Qiuye opened her eyes in astonishment.

She was really out of her mind before, that's why she found such a wooden head!

Uncle Jian also noticed something was wrong, so he explained: "There are people from the special department patrolling in Tokyo 24 hours a day, so there is nothing to worry about."

Aunt Akiba looked at him very dissatisfied: "Even if there is no problem with safety, what about the others?"

"Others?" Second Uncle Jian was taken aback again, and continued to ponder.

Other, what else?

He went to great lengths to send his child to Tokyo to study, isn't it because of safety issues?

Is there anything bigger than safety?

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask, "What else?"

Auntie Qiuye couldn't help shaking her head. Forget it, she wants to enlighten this wooden man, unless a meteorite falls from the sky and hits him on the head with a bang!

She sighed: "Our Xiao Jian has been well-behaved, kind, sensible and obedient since he was a child..."

Second Uncle Jian listened silently without expressing his opinion.

He knew very well that if he dared to interrupt, the conversation would have to be extended by at least another hour.

In this way, after several minutes, the conversation was considered to have entered the topic.

Aunt Qiuye said worriedly: "I heard that Tokyo likes to bully the country people, what should we do if Xiaojian is also bullied?"

"He is outside alone, and he can't meet monsters, but what should he do if he meets bad guys?"

"What if I'm not used to the food over there and I'm hungry?"

"Can a person really live a good life?"

"Ah, really, there are so many things to worry about...Kenji? Kenji? Are you listening to me? Talk!"

Second Uncle Jian stared at her blankly, thinking that the child is more than 1.8 meters tall now, with a whole body of muscles, and anyone else would have to be timid to take a look at it. Who else can bully him?

What's more, that child is not a cowardly character, is he?

Half a year ago, the injured wild boar went berserk and rampaged in the village, almost hurt Chihaya Ishikawa's family.

Wasn't that child holding a sword, went up to a bloody hole, and was stabbed to death in a few strokes?

Which of the dogs in our village doesn't tuck its tail and walk around when it sees him?

Did you forget about this?

But the wife of Ishikawa's family just came to the house the day before yesterday and told Xiaojian not to rush to find a wife.

In another five or six years, Xiaoqian will marry him as soon as he graduates from high school. He also said that after the two children have children in the future, my family will take care of them on one, three, five, yours on two, four, and six, and our two families will take care of them together on Sundays.

……

Second Uncle Jian's stomach was full of troughs for a while, but when the words came to his mouth, he held back for a long time, and only a dull sentence remained: "It's true, the child has a big appetite, and he suddenly started living alone. It's really possible will be hungry."

"But don't worry, there are acquaintances over there, and I will ask him to take care of Xiaojian."

"This is more or less..." Aunt Qiuye reluctantly let go of her heart, and quickly said: "Don't forget to buy some more expensive gifts."

Uncle Jian nodded calmly.

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