Chapter 18 fourth quarter

The murder case that happened to Yang Liu was finally closed privately as the proprietress wished.It is not an exaggeration to say that Asataro forced his younger brother to commit suicide together, it's just a matter of time. Kamisoya Aling, who was in tears like rain, stopped crying, and answered Moshichi's question neatly.Since she is a girl who devotes all her time to dressing up, of course she has a smart head. "So, Seijiro is the person you plan to go on a blind date with this fall?" Ah Ling nodded vigorously. "When I heard my father and mother mention it, I thought that I had waited too long for the blind date... secretly ran to Wanwu to meet him."

Fortunately, Seijiro also likes Ah Ling, and the two begin a tryst. "Anyway, we will get married sooner or later." Ah Ling was very frank. "I don't think it's necessary to pretend to be a good girl and wait for the blind date to come. Mr. Seijiro often runs outside because of work, so we can see each other often." It is said that it was Wan Wu's boss who came to propose marriage to Ah Ling.Seijiro is the best of all the helpers, and he made his mark very early.However, Wan Wu already has a good son who can inherit the family business.So the boss and his wife planned to cultivate Seijiro, and then let him marry into another family, or let him set up another family.

"Boss Wanwu and my father are business partners and have a good friendship, so he came to discuss making me his husband..." For Ah Ling, it is human nature for her to be curious about each other.In short, she is a lively girl, as long as she likes the other party, it is impossible to keep a distance from the other party in silence and coyly.Perhaps Ah Ling thought that it would be interesting to sit beside her mother pretending to be docile while winking at someone she already had an intimate relationship with at the blind date arranged by everyone. "However, now I finally realized it." Mao Qi said. "I've always thought that no matter how lively you are, it's too shameful to rashly wear Kabuki pattern clothes on a blind date. When you asked my wife to sew clothes, I thought to myself, if the other party refuses, you will be embarrassed Is it? But, that’s because you know that Seijiro understands your hobby, so you’re so bold.”

Ah Ling nodded while wiping her tears. "Did you hear what Jiro said about his hometown or his brother?" "Just a little bit. He told me that his brother wrote and said he would come to see him in the near future." "Did he also say that he will meet with Yangliu today?" "Yes. Boss, do you see the snacks scattered all over the room?" "Ah, I see. Is that local product?" "Yes. Mr. Seijiro asked me to buy it for my brother. I calculated the time and waited for them in front of Yangliu. As a result, Mr. Seijiro and his brother came at the same time... I said hello at the river in front of Yangliu."

"And then you handed him the snack box?" "Yes. I wanted to go in too, but Mr. Seijiro told me not to go in because it was a shameful thing at home, so I gave him a snack box and I went back." "What do you think of his brother?" Ah Ling didn't really want to answer, she just tilted her head a few times, but didn't speak. "Forget it." Mao Qi said.He thought to himself, Ah Ling would probably do the same as what Mrs. Yang Liu said.Although he was born in the same family, Seijiro has become a complete Edo person. In contrast, To A Ling, Asahiro is just a foreigner from a strange place, and that foreigner exudes Edo as he walks. A sour taste that people are not familiar with.

"Just tell me one thing, did Seijiro say why his brother came to Edo, or did he say nothing?" Ah Ling bit her red lip. "He said he came to ask him..." "Are you asking for money?" "Yes. This summer, his brother's fields were not harvested because of the rice blast, and the family didn't even have food. But Mr. Seijiro is still just a servant. He complained that he had no money to borrow from his brother." Ah Ling tilted her head slightly, probably recalling what Seijiro said, but her eyes became moist again. "Mr. Seijiro once said that he had a bad relationship with his brother since he was a child. He said that he always put on his brother's airs and regarded him as a thorn in his side. Once his brother called him a rice bug, and he was so angry that he even beat his brother. He He also said that the so-called elder brother should take care of the younger brother even if he endures alone. If there is not enough food, he will not eat it himself, and share it with the younger brother. If he has no clothes to wear, he will take off his own clothes and let the younger brother wear them. This is the right to put on airs of my elder brother. But his elder brother is not like this at all, he just shows off his prestige by virtue of being born earlier and being able to inherit his father's career."

Because it is a one-sided statement, it cannot be accepted in its entirety.Asataro probably also has something to say.However, Moshichi thought that Seijiro, who was regarded as a rice bug at home and came to Edo as if he had been kicked out, was indeed full of indelible resentment and dissatisfaction towards his family and his brother. Mao Qi looked at her feet, thinking and thinking.These snacks scattered on the tatami...what do they mean?Is it Seijiro's satire on Asataro?Or, Seijiro has completely become a shop assistant in Edo with a well-off life, so he didn't expect how those dim sum would feel in the eyes of his elder brother who couldn't eat three meals a day?

what is it then?What is it that made Asataro so angry that he did not hesitate to strangle his brother's neck?Is it sarcasm?Or careless? Maoqi thanked Ah Ling and asked her to go out.He told Quan San to take her home. "The clothes are wasted." Ah Ling stood up and whispered to herself. "There is still a chance next time." "At Mr. Seijiro's funeral, I'll just wear that dress for him. The man is happy every time he sees me in that gorgeous dress." It happened a few days later. Xiji, who hasn't been to Maoqi's family for a long time, brings unexpected news.He said that Yang Liu, the boat rental hotel, asked Ridao to drive him away.

"I heard that it is the evil that drives away murders." Maoqi took Xiji to Yangliu.Upon arrival, the exorcism ritual was over.The proprietress was bowing deeply and sending Ridao away in white attire. Ridao was sandwiched between his well-dressed parents and was about to get into a sedan chair. "Hello, Ridao." Mochi shouted loudly across the street.Ridao was about to put down the curtain of the sedan chair when he heard someone calling his name directly, and suddenly turned around with a look of surprise on his face. "Who are you?" he asked politely.Those expressionless eyes don't look like a ten-year-old kid who is a grain wholesaler.The parents on both sides also stared in this direction with stern eyes.

"I'm the catcher in charge of Fukagawa, my name is Moshichi." Himichi looked directly at Moshichi, while his father asked through the sedan chair: "What's the matter with Mr. Ridao for the arresters?" "Master Ridao? Isn't that your son?" Mao Qi sneered, and Yang Liu's wife turned blue and said: "Boss, Lord Ridao is here to exorcise our fate, please don't be rude." Maoqi ignored them and only spoke to Ridao—a ten-year-old boy. "I heard that you have spiritual power. If so, you should know why the murder happened in Yang Liu's tatami room, right?"

Himichi raised his chin a little defiantly. "A man put his hands around another man's neck from behind." This trivial matter, the autopsy officer had already found out. "Do you know why this happened?" Himichi seemed at a loss as if Moshichi asked him to point out the position of the moon during the day. "That tatami room is full of hatred." Ridao said.His tone was more polite than before, which showed that he was a little cringing. "Do you know what kind of hate it is?" Ridao looked increasingly confused.His mother immediately came close to protect him, ready to push Ridao into the sedan chair. "There's no need to worry about those things. Hidou-sama is just here to get rid of evil spirits." "How can a little devil who doesn't know people's hearts know what evil spirits are there?" Mao Qi said firmly. What kind of emotion did Asahiro have in killing Seijiro?In the eyes of the peasants who can't eat three meals a day, how do they think of the beautiful dress of the Edo girl A Ling?The elder brother who came to ask his younger brother because he didn't have three meals, heard that his younger brother said that he had no money to borrow, but handed over exquisite snacks that didn't look like food at all, and asked his elder brother to be a local product. What kind of emotion did Asataro have? Looking at such a brother? (It would be nice if it wasn't a brother.) If a kid who is only ten years old understands this kind of emotion, how can he bear it? "Let's go." At the urging of his mother, Ridao got into the sedan chair, and the group moved forward solemnly.The bearer behind took a few steps and looked back at Mao Qi. "Boss," Xiji said tremblingly. "Are you okay? I don't think there is any need to get angry. Looking at him like that, isn't he just a child?" Just because he is a child, it is tricky, Mao Qi thought. "In the future, you will continue to pay attention to Ridao's movements." Mao Qi looked at the sedan chair that was drifting away and said in a low voice. In the evening, Mochi went to the bank of Tomioka Bridge again.The stall is out tonight. "Did you rest a few days ago?" Mao Qi said hello while sitting in front of the stall, the boss showed a strange smile on his usual serious face and bowed respectfully. "Let the boss make a trip for nothing? I'm so sorry. I'm going to learn something." "Learn something?" "Yes. Go and learn how to make desserts." Zhuzhu is also selling wine tonight.Although he was half dozed off, he still didn't forget to take out the wine measurer when the guests called.The boss squinted at Inosuke and said: "Since alcohol is sold here, customers who don't know how to drink say they want some desserts. However, it's not so coincidental to find a peddler who sells desserts. Just come by yourself." "Where did you learn it?" The boss said vaguely: "There are some connections." That night, Mao Qi drank the wine slowly with the plump saury as the dish.I brought sushi with bean curd for sushi, and then had a cup of strong tea. "Try the boss's dessert." The boss said that he was learning, and then brought out a light purple thing that looked like yokan and jelly with a little embarrassment. Mao Qi took a bite, the slightly sweet, familiar taste spread in his mouth. "this is……" "It's a persimmon. I call it persimmon yokan." Very tasty.While persimmons are supposed to taste better raw, this one has its flavor too. "Yokan is just named after it, but the method is completely different." "Can I do it at home? The persimmon tree in my yard has bear fruit and is waiting for it to mature." The boss frowned and said with a smile: "It's a pity to use that kind of persimmons for dessert. It won't go bad right away. Take some back home, as an apology for letting the boss make a trip for nothing, and give it to the boss's wife." Mao Qi felt very happy, and said all kinds of things about the persimmon tree in the yard. The boss listened quietly at first, and then said: "In addition to flowers and trees, there are fruit trees in the yard, which is really interesting. In the past, the house I lived in... my house also had a tall Jiro persimmon tree, and children nearby often came to pick persimmons." Mao Qi realizes that what the boss actually wants to say is "Zhaiqiu where I live" rather than "my home". "Is there someone named Jiro Persimmon?" "Yes. It tastes sweeter and very delicious." "Is there any Taro persimmon?" "It seems not." The boss thought for a while. "If there is, it may taste better than Jiro persimmons." No, Taro persimmons should be astringent persimmons, Moshichi thought.It was destined to be so. Obviously brothers.It is obviously the same persimmon tree, but there is a difference between astringent persimmons and sweet persimmons. Mochi paid the bill, got up with persimmon yokan and bean curd sushi and walked towards Tomioka Bridge, when he found a figure in the dark a few steps away.He knew it in his heart, and when he approached, it was indeed Kajiya's Katsuzo. Just like in May, Katsuzang in a padded jacket didn't bring half of his men with him, standing upright in the darkness against the evening wind in September. Mao Qi was about to walk past him, but he turned a blind eye.Maoqi stopped, looked at the brightly lit stall, then looked at Katsuzo's dark side face, and then spoke: "How about you go for a drink too?" Katsuzo didn't answer. "The bean curd sushi at that stall is delicious, and the wine is also delicious. If you want to ask for a venue fee, I hope you do it beautifully. If the boss feels that he can't stay and leaves Fukagawa, I can't stand it." Katsuzo blinked his big acorn-like eyes and silently clenched his fists. "Let me tell you, Kajiya, do you know the boss? Do you have any deep hatred for him when you stare at him like this?" Katsuzo was still looking ahead, like a rock.But on his side face, suddenly, as if Fudo Ming Wang stepped forward, and as if he accidentally stepped on a baby, he showed an indescribably sad expression. "Blood is dirty." Sheng Zang said coldly.After that, leaving the speechless Moshichi behind, he quickly turned around and walked to the other side of the street shrouded in darkness. Mao Qi was very puzzled by the sentence he just heard.Blood is dirty? Shigechi looked at Katsuzo's leaving back, and the face of the vendor owner vaguely appearing in the pink light. (brother?) This never-before-seen thought blows into Maoqi's heart like a sudden storm.