Not too many out of four

According to the past writing habits, the vertical text starts from the right side and ends on the left side. The cemetery administrators are used to retaining the previous writing habits, and the codebooks that organize and record by themselves start from the right side.

The left and right sides of Tengfeng coded by the Xiangli cemetery are joint tombs for husband and wife. The name under the corresponding code is the husband’s name on the right and the wife’s name on the left, which is in the same order as the names engraved on the tombstone.

They rummaged through the entire notepad, only Fujimine Yukari used the three-line position under the code, and the rightmost position was blacked out so that the original name could not be seen clearly.

"Will this be the previous person who was going to be buried in the cemetery?" Li Jia asked softly.

It seems not impossible to think about this, because the name of the previous guest has already been written down, and I don’t want to replace the new notepad with blacking out and adding a new name.

Although it seems a bit undignified, but in the past, this method was used to correct the wrong or changed text, and perhaps the administrator still retains this habit.

"There is indeed such a possibility," "Zhong Ye" frowned and pondered, and said slowly, "But what about Li Jia's name?"

It can't be a clerical error here, or the cemetery that Li Jia prepared for herself, write down her name in advance.

It is undeniable that some people will prepare their own cemetery before they die, but Li Jia was only 13 years old when she buried her mother and left Aichi Prefecture. Would a girl who has not graduated from junior high school think about her place of rest after death?

"There is one more problem," "Mr. Zhongya" looked down at the names on the notepad. His memory is not good enough to quickly remember the names on the entire notepad, but the handwriting in it is still clearly visible: " The words here are all written in Chinese characters, and the handwriting is very beautiful and neat, except for the traces left by the long-term use, there is no stain on itself.”

Although it is not necessarily accurate to determine the administrator's behavior habits through the writing traces in the notepad, it can be seen to some extent that he is rigorous and prudent in his character.

Would such a person really let the name of the unburied person appear in the notepad, and then simply black out the name and add Fujimine Yukari's name after the other party returned the cemetery?

The name written with a brush can penetrate the back of the paper, and the name on the front can even be vaguely seen from the back with a light. However, because the name on the right side of Fujimine Yukari has been completely blacked out, even with a flashlight, it is impossible to see through the back of the paper out the original name.

"Brother Zhongye" said thoughtfully, "Li Jia, how much did you pay for the cemetery?"

Blue eyes blinked in confusion, she tilted her head and thought carefully: "Because it happened so suddenly, I was totally unprepared and bought the cemetery hastily..."

She reported the approximate cost of the cemetery and the amount spent on preparations for the funeral, and she was uncertain: "It's probably this much. At that time, my manuscript fee was still in the publishing house, and I thought about not having enough money, so I contacted the editor to take it all at once. But later I found out that there was enough money in my passbook and card to pay the expenses, so I didn’t do that.”

Li Jia was very surprised at the time, and she had to arrange a funeral and bury her mother. She thought it would cost a lot of money, but she didn't expect that the cost was not as high as she imagined.

"Brother Zhongye" and "Mr. Zhongye" looked at each other and found something was wrong.

The price is really cheap.

Not to mention that Fujimine Yuxiangli's cemetery is in a good location, and people from outside the town even came to bid to buy it. The price is too cheap based on the location of the cemetery alone.

They are all people who have bought cemeteries for their companions to bury, so they naturally understand that the price is not right.

There is not much difference between their world and this world's prices, even two or three years ago, the prices will not be far apart, and the price of the double tomb is quite wrong.

Even taking into account the price gap between Yokohama and this town, it doesn't make sense.

"Brother Zhongye" pretended to be casual and asked, "Li Jia, was this position your fancy at that time?"

She shook her head and said honestly: "The funeral home contacted me first, saying that there is a suitable and inexpensive cemetery, and it is best to choose this location for the burial as soon as possible."

"Mr. Nakaya" immediately understood that this was a specially prepared position for Li Jia or for Fujimine Yuxiangli.

Li Jia didn't even have enough money to buy the cemetery as a deposit. The reason why he could easily buy this cemetery was that someone had already paid the money in advance, and only received some token money when Fujimine Yukari needed it.

"...Is this place deliberately reserved for Li Jia's mother?" "Chuya" slowly heard what they meant. Although he had never tried to buy such a thing, it is well-known for the high price of land in Japan.

Whether they buy a house or a cemetery, what they buy is land. The price is equivalent to that of a working class working hard for most of their lives to buy their own house and cemetery. This does not even include the rest of the tombstone, funeral and other expenses.

"A place specially reserved for mother?" Li Jia was stunned for a moment, she had no idea that someone would buy the place in advance for her mother's place of refuge after her death.

The confusion in my heart has not been eliminated, and even more and more.

Focusing on the name on the cemetery code, she muttered to herself: "The code is the same as my mother's birthday, is this also specially prepared?"

"Mr. Zhongye" pressed her shoulders, and looked over: "Could it be Li Jia's father?"

Wild intuitive thinking prevailed, and he took it for granted, "Isn't it possible to bury two people here? The blacked out place is Lijia's father's name, right?"

The names of the cemeteries on the left and right sides are all couples. If someone bought the cemetery early and left it to the mother and daughter living in the small town, only Li Jiasu's father who had never met.

It is unreasonable to calculate that someone who has not appeared may have died a long time ago.

"...Father's name?" Li Jia looked at a loss.

The person she has never seen in her life for more than ten years, the person she thought had abandoned her mother long ago, is it, is it because he is already dead...

Her eyes fell on the part that was deliberately blacked out, and she didn't make a sound for a long time, and she couldn't even read the name clearly through the black pen and ink.

She tried hard to calm down, but found that she was in a very calm mood now, and she didn't even get the surprise that she might get information about her father's life, and her heart was full of bewilderment and bewilderment.

"Since the name appears here, he should have appeared in the town before." "Brother Zhongye" noticed the change of expression on Li Jia's face, and asked slowly, "Does Li Jia have any impression of his existence?"

The outsider who suddenly appeared in the town with Fujimine Yukari may not have left much impression on people, or it may be because of his concealed behavior that he did not leave many traces.

But his name was written in the cemetery notebook, and the administrator probably knew a lot about this person.

People who have lived in the town for a long time may also know some information about his appearance and identity, but whether it is possible to disguise his identity and appearance is not easy to determine after a long time.

Li Jia shook her head lightly, and said with a complicated expression: "I only know that my mother has a photo that I have never seen, and my father's identity has never been mentioned by anyone else."

And that photo was buried with ashes in the cemetery along with her mother's death. She didn't know anything about her father, nor did she know what kind of person her mother had loved for more than ten years.

"Zhong Ye" hesitated and asked, "Li Jia, do you want to know his identity?"

He didn't know if Li Jia still wanted to investigate this late or even passed away relatives' information. He only saw that he had prepared a cemetery for Fujimine Yukari where they were buried together after death. It should not be that he had no affection for their mother and daughter at all.

It's just why he didn't let Fujimine Yukari know the news of his death, and let her spend more than ten years of life waiting here in vain, and finally exhausted his body early and passed away.

The young man looked at her with concentration and concern. Once Li Jia said that she didn't want to know the information about that person, they would leave after the rain stopped, as if they hadn't discovered the secret.

But if she wants to investigate this matter, they can also start with the cemetery manager. Even if they buy the cemetery on behalf of them, someone is responsible for burying Li Jia's father. It is impossible for the manager to be completely ignorant.

He even recorded the name of Li Jia's father, and "sold" the cemetery to Li Jia at a low price according to his arrangement, so as to achieve the purpose of being buried with Fujimine Yukari after death.

After spending decades preparing for and arranging things, he should leave some clues to some extent.

However, the Internet was not as developed as it is now more than ten years ago, and it is not easy to find strangers in the small town.

It is very likely that they will return without success, but if they don't pursue it at all, they will really give up understanding the identity of that person completely.

"I want to know about my father." She lowered her eyes gently and slowly, her fingers stroked the name of Fujimine Yukari on the notepad, with her birth and death dates and the time of her burial embellished.

The completely blacked-out area on the right cannot even see the name, let alone the specific dates of birth and death and the time of burial. However, the date of birth has been filled in under her name, but the date of death and the time of burial are left blank. s position.

She spoke insincerely, and whispered: "I want to know why Dad prepared the cemetery together with my mother and me."

Take a closer look at her name, which is actually not a new name written in the past two years. The sharp arcs of the ink and strokes are written by the administrator more than ten years ago when he was in good health.

As for Fujimine Yukari's death time and burial time, the strokes changed and trembled slightly. It may be seen that the administrator has worked hard to restrain the shaking of hands, but it is inevitable that the body functions will decline as you get older.

When recording the birth and death dates of Fujimine Yukari, his hands were no longer as secure as they were back then.

"Mr. Chuya" nodded in agreement, and he couldn't figure out why Li Jia's father wanted to write her name on it.

If this is the name written by the administrator more than ten years ago, then he should know that Li Jia, who was only one or two years old or a few months old at the time, could not have his own cemetery as a child who died young.

Whether it's old customs or superstitions, there are sayings that children who die prematurely can't be reincarnated smoothly if they are buried alone, and may even be caught by hell's ghosts and eat their souls.

Ordinary people want to miss their children who died young, and only leave one or two pieces of small clothes and some toys from their lifetime. They don't even put photos and tributes at home, for fear that the child's soul is too young to remember it here Unable to reincarnate smoothly.

There are many miscellaneous theories about this kind of thing, but when it comes to behavior, they are basically the same.

There is no cemetery for a child who died young, let alone a notepad with her name registered in the cemetery.

"Mr. Zhongye" was impatient to wag his tail. The stuffiness in the duty room made him take off his peaked cap and fan it wildly. His erect cat ears turned to one side and trembled.

He heard the slight breathing sound coming from the floor, and his pupils contracted to stare at the location.

The administrator often stays in the duty room on weekdays, surrounded by his breath, which makes it difficult for the half-cat boy to judge his location through the smell, but he is nervous and holds his breath to deliberately hide their movements, and the cat is keen Listening storage.

They stayed here for more than ten minutes. Even if the administrator wanted to hold their breath and wait for them to leave, they needed to take a breath. After all, there were only a few people who could hold their breath for a long time.

At least the caretaker of the cemetery is not in this category.

The tail was raised with excitement, and the action of "Chuya-kun" locking his eyes on a certain place in the room made them understand something.

Li Jia lowered her voice and asked, "Is Mr. Administrator hiding there?"

Why did he deliberately avoid them?When she entered the door, she found water stains on the ground. Li Jia had vaguely guessed that the administrator had gone out and came back again when it was raining.

It's just that she didn't expect that the administrator was hiding in an underground place, and she even patiently wanted to stay there until they left with nothing to gain.

"Mr. Zhongye" raised his eyebrows and nodded triumphantly, then walked over silently with light steps.

"Be careful, he is already 70 years old." "Brother Zhongye" said casually, looking at the newspapers and traces on the wall.

Roughly speaking, if they scare people to death, they will really lose all clues about that person.

"Mr. Zhongye" cut his voice in displeasure, retracted his original idea of ​​directly smashing the floor, forced himself to knock on the floor politely, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come out."

The place where he greeted was silent, and the people hiding inside seemed to have made up their minds to hide inside, and would not go out no matter what the people outside said.

"If I don't come out, I'll tear it down." The cat doesn't have the patience to coax people out slowly. When hunting, it will concentrate on ambush and wait for the right time to attack, but now it directly blocks people at the exit.

In the cramped activity space inside, there will be muffled sounds when people hit the wall when they move, and there is no other place to escape.

The tail hit the ground a few times annoyed, and the people inside heard the heavy pounding sound almost threatening, as if saying that if he didn't take the initiative to come out, he would really be able to do what he said and tear down the house.

A long sigh resounded, and the seamless floor that seemed to have no gaps was opened to raise thick dust, "Mr. Zhongye" immediately took a few steps back in disgust.

He couldn't suppress the muffled sneeze even though he held his mouth and nose, and the orange cat's ears were depressed.

"Long time no see, Miss Li Jia." The old man who got out of the ground slowly climbed up on the rope ladder, his face was wrinkled and his back was hunched, and he looked at her with gentle and helpless eyes.

Li Jia suddenly remembered that when he first met Mr. Administrator, he also called her that.

With a sense of respect and distance, it is not Li Jiajun or Li Jiajiang, the elders' affectionate address for the younger generation, nor is it her full name.

At that time, Toshika Fujimine was full of sadness and didn't have the mind to pay attention to these things at all. After the funeral, her thoughts were occupied by those secrets that were suddenly exposed, and she fled this familiar town in a hurry.

She couldn't help but opened her mouth and asked, "Why do you call me Miss Li Jia?"

The administrator had deep wrinkles between his brows. He looked more than 70 years old. His appearance and body were as old and shriveled as a ten-year-old man. Standing hunched in front of her, he looked very short.

"Ever since Miss Xiangli was buried, this old man knew that this day would come sooner or later." But he was still thinking of luck, as long as he hid himself from Li Jia's discovery, all the truth would follow him and be completely buried after his death.

Li Jia will not know her father, nor will she know how dangerous an environment she was in.

"Miss Yukari is talking about my mother?" She was a little confused, vaguely feeling that the administrator actually knew Fujimine Yukari, "Why are you avoiding us?"

The old man's eyes swept over the five people in the small room, and he didn't show any surprise or fear when facing the obvious extra small parts on "Mr. Zhongye".

When people get older, they will always let go of some curiosity and meaningless things.

"This is to protect Ms. Rijia and Ms. Yukari," the administrator said, taking a few steps towards the wall, his gaze faraway and regretful falling on the yellowed newspaper with unrecognizable photos.

"Everything is arranged by Miss Li Jia's father."