Wenhao refuses to be touched
Chapter 7 Book 1
Because the place where I live is some distance from the bus station, it should be, otherwise how can I afford to rent a house with seven tatami mats?For the same area in a location with convenient transportation, the rent will increase by at least [-]%.
We stopped and walked all the way, and when Luanbu and I got home, both of us were out of breath.It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not far from dinner time.I took out the things in the shopping bag and put them in the sink, rinsed off the soda slime on them with clean water, and said to Ranbu without looking back:
"Ranpo sauce~don't eat more than one pack of snacks~"
I didn't get a response, I turned around and saw Luanbu sitting at a low table full of unpacked potato chips and biscuits.Ranbu looked at me proudly, with his nose raised high, as if to say something like 'I've taken it all apart, if I don't eat it in time, it will get damp' or something like that.
Hey, what a brat who has never been beaten by society.
With a smile on my face, I took out a box from the cupboard and opened it in front of Ranbu. The box contained the mouth of the plastic bottle I cut out and the corresponding bottle cap. One with the mouth of the bottle through the cover to seal.
Putting the only potato chip that survived the disaster in front of the stunned Luanbu, I put all the simple-sealed snacks in the refrigerator, and after doing these actions, it was me who was proud of myself.
Ranpo was very frustrated. "Excessive, so there is still this trick."
"Hahaha~ This is a little money-saving wisdom in life." Because things like sauces in bags are cheaper than bottled ones, but it is inconvenient to store them after the bag is opened, and there is not enough storage. I figured out this little trick myself.
Uh... Well, I admit, I have seen my classmates in the same dormitory do this in China, but—I don’t know about Luanbu!
The image of the elder sister is wise and mighty——
"Anyway, I learned from others, my sister is too thick-skinned."
Uh……
"Go eat your potato chips, you can only have two packs and two bottles of pop soda a day." I coldly put aside the desperate words of Reng Ranbu, and put the cleaned milk sodas in the refrigerator or cupboard one by one, and put them in the supermarket. The quick-frozen meat I bought was soaked in water, and I was busy with other things.
Bedding, towels, and Luanbu’s little Nei Nei, these things should be dried and washed. After I finished all this, I poured a glass of water and sat at the low table to drink. Give me a round of applause.
"My sister is amazing~ I finished it so quickly~"
I straightened my nose a little proudly, and said modestly, "Well~ so-so."
This is also cultivated by past experience.Before the [-]th, I was still in the family where I was born. The couple sent me to work after I finished elementary school. Although the flower growers do not allow child labor, there are always black workshops in small places. At times, as long as you say that you are a relative or child who is here to help, you can pass the test with a little money.
How could I make them come true? From the first day I picked up the book and got in touch with the colorful world outside, I knew the importance of reading. There are countless awards and scholarships in every semester,' Reading is the only way out for the future' was my motto when I was young.
I fought against that couple, begged teachers and relatives to be lobbyists, and promised not to neglect the housework at home. Only then did I get the chance to go to junior high school. It was obviously 12 years of compulsory education, but I refused to pay any textbook fees. Let the daughter with excellent grades give up her studies to work in unsecured illegal jobs. This short-sighted couple always makes me refresh my understanding of stupid people.
It may be because of this that when I decide to adopt, the first rule is that the other party must be smart.
I really don't want to be in the family with an idiot who doesn't make sense, and I always feel that I will die young in anger.
After taking on the housework, in order not to let the couple really squeeze me out as a year-round worker and reduce my study time, I go out early every day and come home after dark, and finish the housework quickly in the dark , Amidst their day-to-day abuse, they have mastered how to do the housework perfectly in the shortest time, so that they don't even have the opportunity to complain to their relatives and friends.
Later, at the home of my adoptive parents, I had to finish the housework even more quickly, so that my adoptive parents who cared about me had no chance to stop or help. As time passed, I finished all the housework in less than half an hour, which was my achievement for many years.
"Sister...it's hard work."
"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment, and pinched his wrinkled little nose with a laugh, "I secretly analyzed my sister again, right? Really, I have to pretend to be stupid once in a while to save my lord some face."
Ranpo's reasoning ability is too foul, in front of the other party, I am simply a loophole with no secrets.
I turned on the TV, picked a children's channel, and went to open a bottle of wave soda for Luanbu, then went into the bedroom, opened my backpack, and took out the new manuscript that Mr. Takeuchi gave me this morning.
This time I was going to translate a novella. I looked at the title "The Waves of Spring", and I was a little lost.
Why is it called Spring Spray instead of Spring Spray?Wouldn't it be too restrictive to use the word "chunri"?
Thinking wildly, I read the manuscript roughly under the sunlight coming in from the bedroom window.My memory is not good, but my ability to sum up is honed in every exam. When I was studying, I took a crash course in exams to earn pocket money, and most of them were students waving red tickets and hugging their thighs.
My impression is that this book is written a little loosely, with no prominent center and no key points, and it is almost like a journal.It may be too arrogant to evaluate a well-known prose book in this way, and I usually don't think about the idea of a novel in this way.
It's just that what happened today, the woman named Rei Matsushita left a deep impression on me.I looked at her heartless and shameless ugly face of oppressing her parents, and thought of the cowardly old parents who pampered her like this, and I didn't have the slightest sympathy for the latter.
Of course, this does not mean that I cannot understand the feelings of the old couple.I didn't have the slightest contempt for Rei Matsushita's depravity, which is similar to occupying the moral high ground. I can even understand the reason why the other party has developed such a temper.
I can even imagine the bleakness of the old parents in the late Qing Dynasty, and the bleak appearance of Ling Matsushita in the late Qing Dynasty.
Ah, how sad.
In my mind, I can only give a two-word evaluation indifferently.
Is this kind of thinking a kind of indifference?
But I don't think I'm an indifferent person. I think I'm a brave person who can adapt to the rules of society, can bend and stretch without shrinking in the face of difficulties, and I always have my own persistence.
Under the brainwashing of my biological parents day after day, I insisted on myself.In the tender love of my adoptive parents, which can be called doting, I will not be proud of being favored.When I was exiled in the unfamiliar Yokohama, I firmly believed that I would not be defeated by reality.
I always have my own persistence, bit by bit, persistence.Set a small goal for yourself to work hard, no matter what happens, you must follow the goal, and you will not give up easily.
So, can I have one more goal now?
Looking at the manuscript in my hand, I remembered what Mr. Takeuchi said to me this morning.
'Foreign products often make appropriate changes in order to integrate into the local area, and even change beyond recognition in the end.However, Teacher Feiyin is different.It can be seen from the manuscripts translated by the teacher in the past, especially the "Ice of Midsummer" you translated before. It is a realistic novel based on the original author's life perception. This book reflects the unique culture of the country... …
'In fact, our publishing house has already purchased the translation and publishing rights of this novel. So far, we have found more than 20 translators in the past five years, and none of the translated works can be recognized by the original author.The things translated by those translators are empty and boring, making readers unable to truly feel the feelings the author really wants to express...
"Mr. Feiyin, you perfectly expressed and sublimated "The Ice of Midsummer". It is obviously a novel that reflects the social reality of flower growers. After reading your translated works, I didn't feel any cultural barriers at all. It’s as if it was written by our own people, but we can know that it is a story that happened in another cultural country... You really have extraordinary talents, and I believe that you will not stop at the path of a translator in the future. '
In fact, I was really moved at the time.I never thought that I would have a job in literature. Being a translator is just a matter of luck. After getting a salary that can improve my life, I want to hold this job and desperately improve my knowledge reserve.
However, before today I never thought of writing a book myself.
How can I write a novel?I am an excellent graduate majoring in economics. My purpose of studying is to enable myself to live in the sunshine, live in a glamorous house under my name, and enjoy a life that is envied by others.
I want to make the original family regret it, and let the adoptive parents spend their old age in a prosperous and peaceful life. I want to make myself who cannot have a small family not end up in a bleak, poor and lonely look.
I like reading books, but I don't like reading books very much. I look at the life in the book. I have no intention of observing what kind of life human beings live in real life. To be great, to be famous in history, to be respected by others...
I am just an ordinary person, an ordinary member of this world, if I am missing one, I will not affect others, and if I have one more, I will not bring a burden to society.
"Yeah, I'm so ordinary."
I’m not smart enough, not rational enough. Most of the time it’s my emotions that drive me to act, just like when I did a good job in a big company before, I was praised by the boss in front of everyone for my outstanding performance in less than two weeks. Turning positive quickly, but seeing the filth behind the company's system, I chose to resign and leave that place without any regrets.
I was afraid that I would be corrupted by social rules and assimilated. There seemed to be a beast hidden in my heart.
"elder sister?"
The voice behind me interrupted my contemplation and brought me back to my senses. I turned my head and smiled at Luanbu, put aside the complicated thoughts in my head, put the manuscript back into the file bag, walked over and squatted down to meet Luanbu's eyes , asked: "What's the matter? Are you hungry?"
Forgive me, I have never raised a child, and I have never been with a child.
When I treat children in the growing period, there is only one question of the soul, 'Are you hungry? '.
Maybe after a while, the second sentence 'no puppy love' will be added.
Speaking of which, the current marriage age in Japan is fourteen for women and sixteen for men.
Impossible, my florist has stipulated a long time ago that females are 20 and males are 22, and they are one year old!
Fourteen and sixteen are both children. Is getting married and having children a play?Let me become a mature and independent adult before considering marriage!
"Sister~~"
Ranbu's helpless voice brought me back to my senses, I blinked at him, and saw Ranbu sighed and said: "Forget it, Lord Ranpo has given up."
He sighed, and I gave him a question mark.
What's wrong?Why give up?give up what?Am I doing something wrong?
Luanbu shook his head and said to me: "Sister, if you want to write a book, you can do it in the living room. I will mute the TV, even if you can't hear the sound, Lord Luanbu will know what the people above are talking about."
He squinted his eyes and said so.
I froze for a moment, then touched his head, the hard hair reminded me of what I did before.I put my hand down in embarrassment. "Ranbu-chan, it's better to wash your hair."
It's not good to leave soda on your hair.
"Is this the problem?!" Seemingly defeated, Luanbu wailed, "Are you changing the subject on purpose!"
He randomly grabbed a handful of hair, stopped to look at his fingertips, and said after a while: "Well, it's time to wash your hair." Then he walked into the bathroom and heard him still yelling at me, "Hurry up Click to write, I'm still waiting to read what my sister wrote."
I agreed, went into the bathroom, washed his hair under Luanbu's protest, and wiped him half-dried with a towel. I felt that Luanbu was angry, like a cat with fried fur.Oh, and his hair literally exploded under my hands, shaggy and shaggy.
"Okay, okay, I'll write it now." I sighed with a smile, and pinched his face, "Really, this is a very important decision, an important bet that affects my life, Ranbu-chan is too good at acting like a baby gone."
All the uneasiness, doubts and fears about the unknown and the unknown future are all swept away by this series of clumsy comforts from Ranpo.
Who cares!So what if I write a bunch of rubbish, so what if Takeuchi-san misunderstands my talent!
I sat at the low table, took the pen and a blank notebook that Chaobu handed over with both hands.Spreading out the notebook, I picked up the cheapest pen I bought in the supermarket, inhaled the cheap ink, and wrote the first word on the blank paper.
I thought I would hesitate, I couldn't write strokes for a long time, maybe I didn't even know Japanese.
However, when I actually write, I don't have that hesitation.
"Life and Death"
What I write is the Chinese characters of flower growers.
My first book, if it goes well, there will be a second and third book, and their first drafts will definitely be Chinese characters.
This is my insistence.
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-11-0506:00:58~2020-11-0515:02:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of old cat;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
We stopped and walked all the way, and when Luanbu and I got home, both of us were out of breath.It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not far from dinner time.I took out the things in the shopping bag and put them in the sink, rinsed off the soda slime on them with clean water, and said to Ranbu without looking back:
"Ranpo sauce~don't eat more than one pack of snacks~"
I didn't get a response, I turned around and saw Luanbu sitting at a low table full of unpacked potato chips and biscuits.Ranbu looked at me proudly, with his nose raised high, as if to say something like 'I've taken it all apart, if I don't eat it in time, it will get damp' or something like that.
Hey, what a brat who has never been beaten by society.
With a smile on my face, I took out a box from the cupboard and opened it in front of Ranbu. The box contained the mouth of the plastic bottle I cut out and the corresponding bottle cap. One with the mouth of the bottle through the cover to seal.
Putting the only potato chip that survived the disaster in front of the stunned Luanbu, I put all the simple-sealed snacks in the refrigerator, and after doing these actions, it was me who was proud of myself.
Ranpo was very frustrated. "Excessive, so there is still this trick."
"Hahaha~ This is a little money-saving wisdom in life." Because things like sauces in bags are cheaper than bottled ones, but it is inconvenient to store them after the bag is opened, and there is not enough storage. I figured out this little trick myself.
Uh... Well, I admit, I have seen my classmates in the same dormitory do this in China, but—I don’t know about Luanbu!
The image of the elder sister is wise and mighty——
"Anyway, I learned from others, my sister is too thick-skinned."
Uh……
"Go eat your potato chips, you can only have two packs and two bottles of pop soda a day." I coldly put aside the desperate words of Reng Ranbu, and put the cleaned milk sodas in the refrigerator or cupboard one by one, and put them in the supermarket. The quick-frozen meat I bought was soaked in water, and I was busy with other things.
Bedding, towels, and Luanbu’s little Nei Nei, these things should be dried and washed. After I finished all this, I poured a glass of water and sat at the low table to drink. Give me a round of applause.
"My sister is amazing~ I finished it so quickly~"
I straightened my nose a little proudly, and said modestly, "Well~ so-so."
This is also cultivated by past experience.Before the [-]th, I was still in the family where I was born. The couple sent me to work after I finished elementary school. Although the flower growers do not allow child labor, there are always black workshops in small places. At times, as long as you say that you are a relative or child who is here to help, you can pass the test with a little money.
How could I make them come true? From the first day I picked up the book and got in touch with the colorful world outside, I knew the importance of reading. There are countless awards and scholarships in every semester,' Reading is the only way out for the future' was my motto when I was young.
I fought against that couple, begged teachers and relatives to be lobbyists, and promised not to neglect the housework at home. Only then did I get the chance to go to junior high school. It was obviously 12 years of compulsory education, but I refused to pay any textbook fees. Let the daughter with excellent grades give up her studies to work in unsecured illegal jobs. This short-sighted couple always makes me refresh my understanding of stupid people.
It may be because of this that when I decide to adopt, the first rule is that the other party must be smart.
I really don't want to be in the family with an idiot who doesn't make sense, and I always feel that I will die young in anger.
After taking on the housework, in order not to let the couple really squeeze me out as a year-round worker and reduce my study time, I go out early every day and come home after dark, and finish the housework quickly in the dark , Amidst their day-to-day abuse, they have mastered how to do the housework perfectly in the shortest time, so that they don't even have the opportunity to complain to their relatives and friends.
Later, at the home of my adoptive parents, I had to finish the housework even more quickly, so that my adoptive parents who cared about me had no chance to stop or help. As time passed, I finished all the housework in less than half an hour, which was my achievement for many years.
"Sister...it's hard work."
"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment, and pinched his wrinkled little nose with a laugh, "I secretly analyzed my sister again, right? Really, I have to pretend to be stupid once in a while to save my lord some face."
Ranpo's reasoning ability is too foul, in front of the other party, I am simply a loophole with no secrets.
I turned on the TV, picked a children's channel, and went to open a bottle of wave soda for Luanbu, then went into the bedroom, opened my backpack, and took out the new manuscript that Mr. Takeuchi gave me this morning.
This time I was going to translate a novella. I looked at the title "The Waves of Spring", and I was a little lost.
Why is it called Spring Spray instead of Spring Spray?Wouldn't it be too restrictive to use the word "chunri"?
Thinking wildly, I read the manuscript roughly under the sunlight coming in from the bedroom window.My memory is not good, but my ability to sum up is honed in every exam. When I was studying, I took a crash course in exams to earn pocket money, and most of them were students waving red tickets and hugging their thighs.
My impression is that this book is written a little loosely, with no prominent center and no key points, and it is almost like a journal.It may be too arrogant to evaluate a well-known prose book in this way, and I usually don't think about the idea of a novel in this way.
It's just that what happened today, the woman named Rei Matsushita left a deep impression on me.I looked at her heartless and shameless ugly face of oppressing her parents, and thought of the cowardly old parents who pampered her like this, and I didn't have the slightest sympathy for the latter.
Of course, this does not mean that I cannot understand the feelings of the old couple.I didn't have the slightest contempt for Rei Matsushita's depravity, which is similar to occupying the moral high ground. I can even understand the reason why the other party has developed such a temper.
I can even imagine the bleakness of the old parents in the late Qing Dynasty, and the bleak appearance of Ling Matsushita in the late Qing Dynasty.
Ah, how sad.
In my mind, I can only give a two-word evaluation indifferently.
Is this kind of thinking a kind of indifference?
But I don't think I'm an indifferent person. I think I'm a brave person who can adapt to the rules of society, can bend and stretch without shrinking in the face of difficulties, and I always have my own persistence.
Under the brainwashing of my biological parents day after day, I insisted on myself.In the tender love of my adoptive parents, which can be called doting, I will not be proud of being favored.When I was exiled in the unfamiliar Yokohama, I firmly believed that I would not be defeated by reality.
I always have my own persistence, bit by bit, persistence.Set a small goal for yourself to work hard, no matter what happens, you must follow the goal, and you will not give up easily.
So, can I have one more goal now?
Looking at the manuscript in my hand, I remembered what Mr. Takeuchi said to me this morning.
'Foreign products often make appropriate changes in order to integrate into the local area, and even change beyond recognition in the end.However, Teacher Feiyin is different.It can be seen from the manuscripts translated by the teacher in the past, especially the "Ice of Midsummer" you translated before. It is a realistic novel based on the original author's life perception. This book reflects the unique culture of the country... …
'In fact, our publishing house has already purchased the translation and publishing rights of this novel. So far, we have found more than 20 translators in the past five years, and none of the translated works can be recognized by the original author.The things translated by those translators are empty and boring, making readers unable to truly feel the feelings the author really wants to express...
"Mr. Feiyin, you perfectly expressed and sublimated "The Ice of Midsummer". It is obviously a novel that reflects the social reality of flower growers. After reading your translated works, I didn't feel any cultural barriers at all. It’s as if it was written by our own people, but we can know that it is a story that happened in another cultural country... You really have extraordinary talents, and I believe that you will not stop at the path of a translator in the future. '
In fact, I was really moved at the time.I never thought that I would have a job in literature. Being a translator is just a matter of luck. After getting a salary that can improve my life, I want to hold this job and desperately improve my knowledge reserve.
However, before today I never thought of writing a book myself.
How can I write a novel?I am an excellent graduate majoring in economics. My purpose of studying is to enable myself to live in the sunshine, live in a glamorous house under my name, and enjoy a life that is envied by others.
I want to make the original family regret it, and let the adoptive parents spend their old age in a prosperous and peaceful life. I want to make myself who cannot have a small family not end up in a bleak, poor and lonely look.
I like reading books, but I don't like reading books very much. I look at the life in the book. I have no intention of observing what kind of life human beings live in real life. To be great, to be famous in history, to be respected by others...
I am just an ordinary person, an ordinary member of this world, if I am missing one, I will not affect others, and if I have one more, I will not bring a burden to society.
"Yeah, I'm so ordinary."
I’m not smart enough, not rational enough. Most of the time it’s my emotions that drive me to act, just like when I did a good job in a big company before, I was praised by the boss in front of everyone for my outstanding performance in less than two weeks. Turning positive quickly, but seeing the filth behind the company's system, I chose to resign and leave that place without any regrets.
I was afraid that I would be corrupted by social rules and assimilated. There seemed to be a beast hidden in my heart.
"elder sister?"
The voice behind me interrupted my contemplation and brought me back to my senses. I turned my head and smiled at Luanbu, put aside the complicated thoughts in my head, put the manuscript back into the file bag, walked over and squatted down to meet Luanbu's eyes , asked: "What's the matter? Are you hungry?"
Forgive me, I have never raised a child, and I have never been with a child.
When I treat children in the growing period, there is only one question of the soul, 'Are you hungry? '.
Maybe after a while, the second sentence 'no puppy love' will be added.
Speaking of which, the current marriage age in Japan is fourteen for women and sixteen for men.
Impossible, my florist has stipulated a long time ago that females are 20 and males are 22, and they are one year old!
Fourteen and sixteen are both children. Is getting married and having children a play?Let me become a mature and independent adult before considering marriage!
"Sister~~"
Ranbu's helpless voice brought me back to my senses, I blinked at him, and saw Ranbu sighed and said: "Forget it, Lord Ranpo has given up."
He sighed, and I gave him a question mark.
What's wrong?Why give up?give up what?Am I doing something wrong?
Luanbu shook his head and said to me: "Sister, if you want to write a book, you can do it in the living room. I will mute the TV, even if you can't hear the sound, Lord Luanbu will know what the people above are talking about."
He squinted his eyes and said so.
I froze for a moment, then touched his head, the hard hair reminded me of what I did before.I put my hand down in embarrassment. "Ranbu-chan, it's better to wash your hair."
It's not good to leave soda on your hair.
"Is this the problem?!" Seemingly defeated, Luanbu wailed, "Are you changing the subject on purpose!"
He randomly grabbed a handful of hair, stopped to look at his fingertips, and said after a while: "Well, it's time to wash your hair." Then he walked into the bathroom and heard him still yelling at me, "Hurry up Click to write, I'm still waiting to read what my sister wrote."
I agreed, went into the bathroom, washed his hair under Luanbu's protest, and wiped him half-dried with a towel. I felt that Luanbu was angry, like a cat with fried fur.Oh, and his hair literally exploded under my hands, shaggy and shaggy.
"Okay, okay, I'll write it now." I sighed with a smile, and pinched his face, "Really, this is a very important decision, an important bet that affects my life, Ranbu-chan is too good at acting like a baby gone."
All the uneasiness, doubts and fears about the unknown and the unknown future are all swept away by this series of clumsy comforts from Ranpo.
Who cares!So what if I write a bunch of rubbish, so what if Takeuchi-san misunderstands my talent!
I sat at the low table, took the pen and a blank notebook that Chaobu handed over with both hands.Spreading out the notebook, I picked up the cheapest pen I bought in the supermarket, inhaled the cheap ink, and wrote the first word on the blank paper.
I thought I would hesitate, I couldn't write strokes for a long time, maybe I didn't even know Japanese.
However, when I actually write, I don't have that hesitation.
"Life and Death"
What I write is the Chinese characters of flower growers.
My first book, if it goes well, there will be a second and third book, and their first drafts will definitely be Chinese characters.
This is my insistence.
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-11-0506:00:58~2020-11-0515:02:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of old cat;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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