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

"The accountant's wife in the Tibetan house brought two young masters back to the hometown. Someone met them a few days ago. Have you heard? They say that the older one is a good-looking person, and the younger one is stupid. He is very stupid!" While looking for money, some free news came from his mouth.The guest also grinned and replied: "Yes, very stupid, stepped on the paper with the feudal lord's name on it, and didn't know to kneel in the temple."

"The eldest son is polite, and forced his brother to go to the temple in the next town, saying that he was punished to go to the shrine every day in the past few days."

The exchange ended here, and both sides were satisfied. One sat back on the low stool and continued to sell, while the other went to see the salt with a basket.

"Ah! Ms. Kaoru is sending things to the shrine again? Saito-sama and Mrs. Saito didn't raise you in vain. By the way, please send a message to Mrs. Miura for me, saying that Mrs. Kondo will give you the things that Mrs. Kondo wants tomorrow Arriving." Seeing her walking over with a cloth bag wrapped in tribute, the proprietress laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

The little girl in white sleeves and red hakama, covered with a pink haori, is also an indispensable part of her chatting with guests—orphan girl, her family property was taken away, the lady’s maidservant’s life, and her foreseeable misery In the end, I really don't get tired of talking about it.

Kaoru nodded at her with a good temper, and she couldn't see the shadow when she moved around with her things on her back.

"Let me tell you, this person's fate is determined by God, and parents can't be relied on. So what about beauty, gentleness, and filial piety? Now, I can only obediently rely on others." Seeing her walking away, the proprietress immediately changed into a new one. Communication partner: "When Mr. Saito and his family came back from Tokyo, how magnificent they were! This Miss Axun was also raised at home like a jewel and a treasure, and the result? There was no one in the family who had a tuberculosis. , leaving only a daughter who can't help herself." She counted the same number with her fingers, and snorted out of her nose after counting.

The woman who bought vegetables nodded, and answered while picking up golden ginger: "That's not true, I'm afraid that when Mr. Saito entrusted Mr. Kondo with his family property to Mrs. Kondo, I don't think it is now. It is said that she is adopted as an adopted daughter, who doesn't know it is... oh ?” As they spoke, the two of them got closer and closer, laughing with a “chi chi chi chi”: “Ms. Kondo is not willing.”

"How could you be willing? Would you rather be yours?" The proprietress took a few golden gingers to look at, and reached out to gesture for the price.The other took out a copper plate and handed it to her, squinting his lips: "Did you grow up in vain and dig your own corner?"

After exchanging a tacit look, the two smiled equally mysteriously at the same time.

Seeing off this guest, the proprietress felt very comfortable.People always prefer those who are not as good as themselves, and they can often get a short-lived sense of happiness in the so-called comparison.

She sat back on the small bench and waited for the next customer to check out. The shop stall was full of people coming and going.

"Hey, hey!" The proprietress copied a bamboo stick and pointed at the new customers at the vegetables on the stall, and couldn't stop smashing them: "If you don't buy it, don't pick it up!"

The boy holding the white radish paused, then handed it to her and motioned for the payment with his eyes.

She looked it up and down.

He was about fifteen or six years old, very tall, with silver hair and mint green eyes at a young age. He was not ugly, but his face was stern and his mouth was pursed like an old pedant.

The proprietress weighed it under her hands. The radish was a piece of bran. It looked good on the outside, but it was unpalatable when cut open.

She paused for a moment, and glanced at him again, feeling quite uneasy.

The boy was wearing a pale onion-colored kimono inside, and a dark green haori on the outside. Under the haori, the covered knife handle could be vaguely seen.Waiting for money with one hand, and holding a clay pot that smells of soy sauce in the other.

"Master, do you want to buy this carrot?"

He pursed his lips and nodded, with a hint of urging in his eyes.

Since this one nodded, the proprietress didn't care so much, she took the money and tied the straw rope to the radish tassels, and the boy turned around and left with the straw rope.

"Young Master, Sheng Hui!" She shouted after her, but the person who left didn't respond at all, and went straight into the nearby grocery store, and came out with carrots in her hand after a while, but she didn't bring the clay pot.

——Today, he still had to go up the mountain to the shrine to deliver offerings. He was afraid that if he carried the soy sauce jar up and down the mountain and accidentally broke it, he would be yelled at by his elder brother again when he went back.

His father died young, and his mother was weak, so she could only guard the dowry of the family property and spend it slowly without any income. It was hard to raise my elder brother and him to this age, and it was almost exhausted.The two brothers want to study, the younger sister is still waiting in the boudoir to get married, and the elder brother will have to marry a wife in the future. If you don't make careful calculations, you may have a difficult life in the future.

The elder brother took over his father's old job in the Tibetan house, and he didn't come back for a few days a month, so the salary he paid was only enough for himself.There are more people in the family who eat and fewer people earn money. As the younger brother, he wanted to help him, so after many twists and turns, he found a kendo dojo to supervise and earn some money to subsidize the family.Unexpectedly, the elder brother thinks that the samurai works for people other than the lord. He knows that he has been moaning and complaining all day after he went out to seek a job. hang around.

——I am so poor that my wife can hardly afford to marry, and I insist on taking my "samurai" status so seriously every day, it is purely a disease in my head.The shogunate has been down for five or sixty years, and the abolition of swords has been promulgated for a long time. That is to say, Kansai has never listened to the orders of the Tokyo government, and the countryside is closed.

Ah, by the way, those smart-minded adults think that the term "Wu family" is a bit old-fashioned and inappropriate.Seeing that the current situation is turbulent, it is impossible to say when there will be a big mess, and I don't know what the situation will be.

He shook the carrot, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the elder brother was completely fooled by the blind gentlemen in the private school. He threw the waste paper with the name of the feudal lord on it, and wanted to get angry at the younger brother who accidentally stepped on it.If stepping on the name of the feudal lord is bad luck, he has not seen where the bad luck came from until today. The only bad luck is that he has to be ordered to go to the temple to listen to the admonition, and now he has to spend money to buy things to worship at the shrine.

——This is not only not taking money in, but also rushing to pour it out with open pockets... If it weren't for the spinning mill on the other side of the river that only accepts women and has to be searched when entering and leaving, he would have wished to wear women's clothes and sneak in to earn some money Yes!

The boy carried the white radish he bought temporarily and stepped on the moss-spread stone road to the top of the mountain. He only wished he could take a step in 8 minutes. When the time was up, he could not go to the shrine. Such a big radish was enough for the whole family to take home. Add a dish...

In recent years, the season has been getting worse and worse. It was just the beginning of summer and it was very hot. He looked around and saw that there was no one else carefully pulling the collar, and took a few more shots. It was important to keep it cool and not let people see it. Where is it wrong.

The height of this mountain is limited, and no matter how hard he was, he still walked under the torii gate when the sun just got hot.After entering the gate, he handed over the tribute to the god, and bowed in a simple way. The young man patiently listened to him muttering a big congratulatory speech before completing today's punishment. He rolled up his sleeves and went down the mountain.

When he went out with his front feet, strong winds blew up with his back feet, which became more and more urgent one after another, and the dark clouds piled up in the sky were quickly pushed to the top of his head.The boy didn't care whether it was appropriate or not, he lifted the hem of his kimono and ran down the mountain.When I ran to the middle of the mountain, the wind stopped for a moment, and then there was no time for anyone to react. The raindrops the size of soybeans fell on the head and landed on the bluestone slab.

The strong wind blows the leaves of the trees on both sides of the mountain road and shakes them back and forth. The rainwater soon soaks the soil and gathers on the ground to form a stream that flows along the stone road.On such a rainy day, his clothes were soaked, but it was very impolite. He looked up and looked around, and there was a corner of thatched grass exposed at the twists and turns of the mountain wall in front of him. It should be a thatched pavilion built on the side of the road for pedestrians to rest their feet.There is a faint hint of pink floating through the rain curtain, perhaps the flowers blooming in the mountains in early summer.

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Every morning Kaoru goes up the mountain to deliver offerings to the shrine.After paying homage to the gods, I helped the mistress's wife do some chores, and then went to the cemetery to clean the tombstone and sweep the ground for the Saito couple who had adopted her for several years.It's not that Mrs. Kondo is so kind enough to allow her to waste the whole morning every day, but that Kondo's family also wants to send offerings to the shrine. Kaoru just took the opportunity to take advantage of the convenience of going out-she had to think of ways to prepare the tribute.

She handed the things that the butler mother-in-law told her along with the bamboo shoots to the wife of the god master, and the other party called to her: "Ah Xun, this is for you."

It's two eggs.

The shrine raises a few chickens and can get several eggs every day. Since it is a place where gods are enshrined, it is not easy to take things out and sell them openly.Ah Xun helps the wife of the priest to do something every day, and this is the "wage" in exchange.

"Thanks." She stuffed the egg into the armhole, and it soon became impossible to see what was hidden inside.

The mistress's wife looked at her and said with a smile: "After a few days of the festival, I will trouble you to act as a priestess to dance Kagura, and you will be paid." Mrs. Kondo will not stop this kind of thing. Tell the villagers how enthusiastic your family is for public welfare.

Kaoru nodded cheerfully: "Then I'm going to prepare for the next few days, can I see how Kagura dances?"

"Of course, you can come with me, and I will teach you." The wife of the priest took her to the yard of the house, took out the Kagura bell and the gold and silver fan and danced for a while: "This is the dance step, and when the time comes, you will have to cooperate with the 筚篥 and The sound of the piano, don’t dance too fast. There are guests today and tomorrow, and you come back the next day, and watch it again with the drums on.”

In fact, watching it once is enough for her to learn. Going back and forth is just a few movements combined with a slow turn under her feet to create a sacred and solemn atmosphere-Kagura was not originally danced for children to watch.

After watching the Kagura dance by the mistress's wife, Kaoru picked up the broom and rag and took the initiative to clean the main hall.The priest who just got up at this moment came out of the bedroom with a haori draped over his bare feet, leaned against the pillar of the veranda, squinted at the light girl and chatted with his wife: "If our family can raise such a This girl, once she puts on the priestess costume and rings the Kagura bell, the men who cheated to death can be lined up directly from the top of the mountain to the prefectural city of Osaka...the whole family still needs to nest on this crappy hill and eat chaff and swallow vegetables!"

"Ah! Don't be so unscrupulous, the gods are watching!" She spat, looked at the sky, turned and walked to the warehouse: "I don't think the weather is safe, find an umbrella and let Ah Xun take it away, so as not to be caught by the rain when it rains Drenched."

Watching his wife open the warehouse and go in sideways to search, the god master slid down against the pillar and sat down on the ground, lazily: "It's a pity~"

I don't know what he is sorry for.