[comprehensive] accumulated gold and bone

The Kyushu area has four distinct seasons, and there are no industrial traces surrounded by forests. In summer, it is the rainy season, and the air is humid. Thousands of creatures, big and small, breathe in the fields and farmland. Under the light blue sky with thin clouds, there is a half-asleep town, and the houses are arranged closely or scattered.

Fuzuo stopped in front of a house to ask for directions. He wanted to go back to Fuyuki City, and he really dyed his hair, but the location was random. He didn't know which Japan in the merged world he came to.

The courtyard door was half open, and Fu Chao knocked on the door symbolically, wanting to ask where this place is. The young house owner who tidied up the yard looked up. The pupils of the same color as the hair were very special, like diluted soft gold, warm Soft and kind, naturally with a little smile.

Fuchao noticed the house number: "Mr. Qiuyue."

"My surname is Natsume, Natsume Takashi." Natsume explained, "This is indeed my old house, but it was sold to someone else after my parents passed away. I just redeemed it."

"That's great." There is a past that needs to be brought back.

"Mr. Akizuki Takazo broke through the courtyard wall and installed a fence." Natsume picked up the water bottle and watered the wilted morning glory climbing on the fence. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be recruiting tenants online.”

"Can I?"

"Eh?"

"tenant."

"The house I just came back from hasn't been repaired yet, so there are a lot of inconveniences. Is it okay?"

"I just want to find a quiet place where the air and sunshine are good."

It doesn't matter where he is, there is no place he has to go.

"By the way, I haven't asked Mr. your name yet."

"Full pay."

"Of course if Mr. Fu doesn't mind."

"Can you cook?"

"Yes, yes, but I still have a job, so I may not be able to guarantee the supply of three meals."

"As long as there is something to eat, because I don't want to go out, I will pay three times the room rate."

"too exaggerated."

"I'm a difficult person to serve. You may not be willing to keep me even if you pay ten times the rent in the future."

"No, you speak very kindly."

"Is it yours?" Fuchao looked at a creature with yellow, white and gray patterns sleeping soundly in the corridor, "That huge guinea pig."

"He's a cat."

"..."

Afterwards they rarely spoke again.

Across a fence lived Mrs. Akizuki, who was alone with a little girl. She sold the house to Natsume.

Mrs. Qiuyue's surname is Harada. She is quiet and reticent. She cooks very well. She always stays in the house. Her daughter, Ellie, is five years old. She talked to herself, and she played very well.

The yards of the two houses were of the same type and size, and the flowers and plants flourished at the turn of spring and summer. She had endless fun exploring in the yard, and later there were new neighbors and tenants.

Natsume tried to communicate more with the new tenant, but that person had more common topics with the neighbor's children.

Every day when the sun rises or before the sun rises, Fu Chou moves the chairs to the fence to wait for the sun to rise and bask in the sun. When it rains, he watches the dripping water from the gray tiles on the eaves and the distant sky with clouds and mists. The commonality of love to sleep is that Mr. Cat often shares with him the best place to sleep in a sunny spot.

The rainy season has just passed, officially entering the steamer of summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, Mr. Cat is about to be sunburned, and almost wants to sleep in the refrigerator, but the new tenant just moved the chair under the beech tree with broad and shiny leaves in the yard, It seems that even the heat is bothersome.

Later, Natsume was busy with other things, and paid little attention to him. Occasionally, when he was tending the flowers and plants in the yard, he heard some rambling conversations between him and the neighbor girl.

"Ellie, why doesn't your dad show up?"

Fuchao asked the children digging the soil with a plastic shovel on the fence.

"He's too weak."

Ellie replied without raising her head.

"He is sick?"

"He is not sick, he can dive, he can be invisible, and ordinary people can't see him or find him."

Natsume told Fucho that her father slipped and fell into the river, and the body has not been recovered yet.

"How about the others?"

Ellie threw down the small shovel and shook her head pretending to be deep: "I won't let you be my little brother."

"Why? Boss, you can't do this to me."

"To be a younger brother is to have the duty of being a younger brother. If you don't ask questions that I don't want to answer, I will," she wiped her nose with a wet hand, "I can still be your big brother."

"Okay, I won't ask."

Fu Chou stood up, pulled his eldest brother up from the fence, then took out the handkerchief her mother kept in her pocket, and wiped her nose.

Ellie raised her little face, and flung Fushou's hand forward on the fence covered with morning glory vines.

"Do you want to be my dad?"

"Then you have to ask your mother."

"She'll say keep it a secret."

Hearing this, Natsume felt that maybe in a few months, the new tenant would move to live next door, but is Mrs. Qiuyue really in this mood now?She is in the middle of a lawsuit.

The next day Natsume came back earlier than originally planned, and heard the sound of a stool falling to the ground from the rented room.

The first thought was that he was hanging himself.

Natsume rushed into his room and saw the same scene as expected.He stepped forward and hugged Fu Zou's leg, trying to give him room to breathe.

"Why did you come back so early?"

"The appointment's lawyer canceled the appointment due to something urgent." Even though he was very light, Natsume raised it very hard, "Can we talk in a different position?"

"what ever."

This is my problem?Natsume tried his best to calm down: "I'll bring you the scissors, can you cut the rope yourself?"

Natsume accepted his acquiescence, and just about to let go to get the scissors, he tore off the knot, and the rope became loose.

"Anyone hang themselves with a slipknot?"

"Take a test if you're bored."

"Test... the strength of the rope?"

"Test the strength of my destiny." Fuchou coughed a few times, lying on the floor, "I can commit suicide and be saved [-]%."

It doesn't sound like it's the first time this has been done.Natsume sighed: "You can tell me if you want."

"No, ruin your mood."

"Uh," Natsume suggested, "I just bought steamed buns from Nanasenya, would you like to come out and eat some with us, as well as watermelon, and then sit down for a while..."

"Pity me?"

"No." Natsume really felt that he did this out of loneliness and wanted to attract attention, "Something is not going well with me, and I want to talk to someone."

"I do not want to hear."

"..."

"It's really difficult for me to serve you."

"Ah."

The two were relatively silent, the dust was floating in the noon light, the sound of cicadas and the aroma of plants penetrated into the room through the cracks in the windows and walls.

"Is there really a watermelon?"

"Have."

Mr. Cat’s appetite is amazing to Fu Zou. It’s true that guinea pigs are omnivores, but it’s their own hard work that makes them so fat.

However, the watermelon is just an excuse, Fu Zou hates red.

"But soon you won't see it, and then you won't have to hate anything."

"Wherever you immigrate, you will have blonde hair."

"I have a problem with my optic nerve."

"Ah... I'm sorry."

"It was my fault, the consequences of being too willful when I was young."

"You look very young now."

"Time has not helped me in health alone."

"It can be cured."

"The only thing I got from overdrawing my body was these chronic diseases, and it's too late to cherish the results."

"..." Natsume stopped eating melons for a moment.

"I'm just kidding."

"I know, but I can't laugh."

"You are too kind and lack a cruel sense of humor, and almost all of my humor is like this." Fu Chou leaned on the porch column, an ant crawled on his fingertips, "We are not suitable for marriage."

"There will be no such development at all." Natsume complained.

"Chronic diseases are not fatal and cannot be cured, but they are a bit difficult to bear." Some time ago, the wet rainy season almost killed the rich man. He was so busy that he forgot the pain. He put the ants on the ground. "After a long time, I will get used to it." .”

"You should at least treat your eyes."

"Already practicing Braille."

"That's not going to be happy."

Xia Mu saw that the little monster next door, who lived on the aroma of food, was carrying a small burden to find the next family. He wanted to be disturbed by the lawsuit, and Mrs. Qiuyue had no time to study food.

"Happiness is fluid, soft, and difficult to detect, but the source is not stable, not lasting, and will eventually dry up, so cherish it."

"You said you had an appointment with a lawyer." Fu Zhi's physical and mental condition has been fine recently, "I used to work in law, let's say I have a lot of experience, so you can ask me if you have any questions about lawsuits."

Natsume thought for a moment, seeming to respond to the jumping topic and organize his words.

"You are here to cultivate. I advised you to go for treatment just now. I feel sorry for disturbing you so much."

"Stop talking nonsense."

"It's not my lawsuit, I'm just affected, and I'm not sure if I will lose this house." Natsume said rudely, "The house was sold to me by Harada, and I signed a contract with her. Her property is It was left by her deceased husband, and now her husband’s family has appeared to sue her to invalidate all bonds, shops, insurance and inheritance, including real estate.”

"Inheritance disputes have nothing to do with you. You just need to wait until the lawsuit is over and Qiuyue's relatives win the lawsuit. You can negotiate with them about the real estate contract. Even if you go to court, there is a high probability that the contract will be ruled valid."

"That," Natsume added hesitantly, "the plaintiff is not strictly a relative of Akizuki."

"Is that a direct blood relative?"

"It's almost... another wife of Mr. Qiuyue."