Chapter 6 Chapter Six
The next day, Lingzi came to her sister's house again.
Lingzi looked out from the window of her sister's room.Countless windows on the building opposite.Every window had laundry hanging out, glowing white in the sun.
"It's really spectacular!"
Lingzi shouted in ecstasy. "There were so many different lives and lives in that little window. It's creepy to think about."
"why?"
Masako brought black tea to his sister.
"You think, with so many families crowded into one building, how can it make people feel comfortable?"
"Don't exaggerate."
Chang Zi said.It's not that she doesn't understand her sister's thoughts, because she often has such views.This huge group life gives people a sense of oppression.
"Joy, sorrow, riches, poverty, elation, despair, peace, secrets, envy, strategy...these things all mingled and squirted out of the windows like a honeycomb."
"Stop talking nonsense." Changzi stopped his sister. "Come on, I'll bring you tea."
Ling Zi left the window, went to her sister and sat down on her knees.
The skin of the younger sister who has passed puberty is beginning to mature.His face was bright.This luster does not come from the surface, but emanates from the inside of the body.Masako was very envious of this young sister.
Lingzi picked up the black tea and blew it like a child before starting to drink it slowly.Her movements were exactly the same as when Masako was at her mother's house.
Changzi wanted to ask his sister about Jimu.Yesterday, my sister mentioned Jim, but she didn't want to pursue it immediately.But don't ask, she murmured in her heart.
"Lingzi, listen to me—" Changzi asked with determination: "What kind of person is the Jimu you talked about yesterday?"
"Yo—you're still worried!"
Lingzi didn't put down the teacup, but glanced at her sister.
"Well, I said I didn't know him. But maybe I met him somewhere. He knew me, and I forgot. How bad that is! Tell me more, and maybe I'll remember." of."
"Yes. How should I put it? To put it simply, this man is not talkative."
Lingzi put down the teacup.
"Which company does he work for?"
Masako asked, looking into her younger sister's eyes.This question has also been raised with the husband before.But the husband only said that he was in one company, but he didn't say which company he was in.If I ask too many questions, my husband will not be happy.Maybe my sister knows, take this opportunity to ask.
"Jimu-kun seems to be a journalist." Lingzi said.
"Journalist?"
"Well, it's not a reporter from an ordinary newspaper. It's from a trade newspaper..."
"A trade newspaper? . . . what kind of trade?"
"Maybe it's about the government. I can't figure it out either..."
"Official hall?..."
Masako was surprised.She guessed that Jim was a salaried clerk, but she didn't expect him to be a news reporter for the government.
"Is there an industry newspaper in the government office?..."
"I don't know what kind of stuff this industry newspaper is." Lingzi tilted his head. "However, for example, the textile company is called the textile industry, and the steel company is called the steel industry. Maybe it is such a professional newspaper."
"I've seen newspapers like this before," Changzi said.
"Maybe it's this kind of newspaper. I didn't ask him in detail. Anyway, under normal circumstances, it's rare to see such a newspaper."
A small newspaper.
Masako seems to understand why her husband avoids Yoshiki, while Horizawa avoids him and at the same time looks down on him.Horizawa's idea of getting ahead is very strong, so he naturally doesn't look down on friends with low professional grades.Conversely, Yoshiki has scruples about Horizawa who is superior to himself in the environment.Although he was a classmate in high school, Yoshiki was unwilling to take the initiative to approach Horizawa.
Not only that, Yoshiki didn't even attend Horizawa's wedding ceremony.Horizawa didn't seem to send him an invitation either.The two went their separate ways after graduating from high school, and the gap grew deeper and deeper.
Horizawa was unwilling to mention his friend's insignificant occupation in front of Masako.
"Sister, what are you thinking?" Lingzi stared at the face of her thoughtful sister.
"Nothing. I still can't remember."
"Then you haven't seen him."
"yes."
"Jim also said he didn't know my sister. So you two don't know each other."
Lingzi seemed to have seen through her sister's mind, so she didn't ask any further questions.
"Lingzi, you seem to associate with all kinds of people, don't you?"
Masako changed the subject.She was still worried about Lingzi's social scope.
"Miss Ono Kikuko and Yoshiki-kun, did you know each other?"
"It was Ono who introduced Yoshiki to me and Mr. Otomo you met last time."
Lingzi mentioned the chubby company manager.
"They are all good people. Sister, you don't have to mind. I'm just seeing the world, and I won't associate with them for a long time."
"Really?" My sister reassured.
A week later, Masako returned to her natal home. When she got home at three o'clock in the afternoon, the house was silent.Father went to work, not at home, and Lingzi hadn't finished school yet.Mother was very happy to see Changzi. "Lingzi went to your place a few days ago?" Mother asked. "Yes. She came to play." Changzi briefly reported the situation to his mother. "So how is she doing?" "It's still late." Mother frowned. "She just won't listen anyway, so what can I do?" Changzi knew that Lingzi's mother would not be able to deal with Lingzi's unreasonable words.Thinking of this, she could only smile wryly. "You told Dad?" "No, no. If you don't speak well, I will be reprimanded instead. She hasn't become so bad yet, let's see the situation." "Mom, Lingzi is much smarter than me, it's okay, don't worry!" "You talk about her, doesn't she listen?" "No. I can't say no to her. She said that the people she associates with are elderly people who speak like grown-ups. Besides, I also understand Lingzi's feelings. When she was a student, she didn't go out to socialize. After graduation It would be cramped. This is the best time of her life." The mother listened to Masako's narration, while watching her expression. "Is Mrs. Ying still like that?" "Ok." Changzi didn't want to mention her husband's affairs today, but her heart felt heavy when asked by her mother. "That's nerve-wracking." Now mother had put Lingzi down, and was worried about Changzi. "What did Dad say the last time you came?" "He said, why doesn't Horizawa see each other so often?" "Yes, he said the same to me later. Your father doesn't mind if Horizawa comes or not, but he is worried that you two won't get along." "Mom, what did you say?" "Well. I didn't say anything. Still, your father can't guess?" "..." "Changzi, when will you bring Yingfu along? Your father will be happy. Your father said that since he has no children, he can come anytime he wants." Changzi lowered his head. "I know that Yingfu is busy with work. I told your father that his boss thinks highly of him, and he has to entertain them, so he did it late." "Did you say it's so late every day?" Masako said. "No. How could I say that." Mother approached her face and whispered. "Does Yingfu have another woman outside?" "this……" Masako didn't want to hear such a question.This is not to protect her husband. It seems that she has been insulted by saying such words. "No way!" Changzi said indifferently. "That's fine. You don't have to talk about him!" Mother offered advice. "Wives who are too polite to their husbands will not have good results. You are just married, and you have not yet reached the burnout period. You need to talk about him more." Mother was wrong.Horizawa is not the kind of person who can be obedient just by talking about it.Masako thinks that the old-fashioned mother can't understand the estrangement between them. "Mom!" Masako interrupted her. "Let's not talk about this today, cook some delicious food, and go back after eating." "That's good." Mother glanced at Masako. "What do you cook for dinner?" "I'm here to help you." "What about Yingfu? Have you talked to him?" "No. It's all right. He came back late anyway. He didn't come home until he ate out." Mother wanted to ask more questions, but seeing Changzi's sentimental expression, she fell silent. Changzi went back to the kitchen to help his mother wash the vegetables to relieve himself, but his mood was very empty. How happy I would be if I went back to my natal home to cook, but at this moment I had this illusion: as if I divorced Horizawa and came back to my natal home. The dishes on the plate were very brightly colored, but Masako's mood was Saumer's. Changzi left her natal home at eight o'clock.Until then, Lingzi has not come back. "Isn't it too late for her every day?" Changzi asked his mother.Mother nodded with a downcast face. "I don't come back until about ten o'clock." "Huh?—how did she look when she came back?" "What's the meaning?" "For example, have you been drinking?" "That's not true. But sometimes I smelled alcohol on her body, and I gave her a hard lesson. It was all right later." "Mom, you must ask this and that, don't you?" "Yeah. She said she was watching a movie and drinking tea with her friends! She said it and forgot." In the past, her mother told her about her younger sister, and she wanted her mother to rest assured.But this time she was worried herself. "Are you going to tell Dad?" "Yes. I think so too. But your father has a bad temper. He will make Lingzi cry. Lingzi is disobedient, and it will be bad if he talks back to your father. It's hard for young people nowadays." Mother After all, he sighed. Masako felt sorry for the mother who had worried enough about the two daughters.It's okay for Lingzi, but it's not right for her to worry about her just after she got married. It took me an hour to walk back from my mother's house to the apartment in the suburbs. On the tram, Masako saw many couples carrying things home.Only myself alone.She remembered that when she was just married, she had seen movies and bought things with Horizawa.I've hardly been out with him lately. Masako opened a magazine bought on the way, but couldn't read a single type. She raised her head idly and sat rocking back and forth in the tram for more than half an hour.The tram drove to the suburbs, and the lights outside the window became more and more sparse. Her eyes accidentally moved to the passengers at the door of the car.The tram was crowded, and she suddenly found a familiar face. Chang Zi couldn't help but startled. From the side she glimpsed the face of Kikuko Ono who visited her a few days ago.Her costume changed so that she was momentarily unrecognizable.Tonight she was wearing a black hat and a dark green suit with a high neckline. Masako was at a considerable distance from her, and Kikuko Ono seemed to have a company with whom she kept talking. It was a man with his back to Changzi, he was not tall, he was wearing a gray earthen suit and a peaked cap, and someone blocked him in front of him.Changzi could only see their figures through the gap.The man enthusiastically talked about this and that with Kikuko Ono.Changzi felt that the man looked like Jim. When the tram stopped, the passengers at the door got off the train wrapping them up.Masako looked over there from the window, only seeing their backs. A few stops later Changzi also got off the bus, and looked at his watch that it was already nine o'clock. Usually, when she goes to her natal home, she always calls her husband.But Horizawa seemed to dislike her making phone calls to the government office, and once even severely reprimanded her. Changzi went upstairs and stood in front of his door.She took the key out of her handbag and opened the door.Normally, it would be opened immediately, but tonight, after inserting it several times, the key could not go in, as if it was blocked by something, she withdrew her hand, and the door opened automatically. Changzi was startled.How did the door open?She remembered that the door was locked well before leaving. A sense of foreboding prompted her to hurry into the house. It was dark in the room. She stretched out her trembling hand to touch the switch.As soon as the light came on, she found that the room was in a mess. There are many scraps of paper scattered around the husband's table.Her own bookshelves were also messed up and spread all over the floor. The drawers of the wardrobe and chest of drawers were drawn out.The suits and kimonos were messed up. Changzi held his breath and stared at the scene.The door opened automatically just now, maybe the husband got drunk and went home first? Her legs were shaking. She was afraid that maybe the thief was still in the house, so she wanted to knock on the door of the neighbor's house next door for help.She was also worried that the city would be full of storms.Because people like to watch the excitement, it doesn't take long for the corridors to be full of people.The thought sent a chill down her back. She planned to tell the apartment manager and ask him to report to the police quietly.In this way, the interior of the house must remain as it is, and the site cannot be damaged. When she walked downstairs, her legs felt weak and she had no strength at all, but she was just anxious.I ran into a neighbor housewife I knew coming upstairs and bowed slightly to her.She forced a smile back. When she walked downstairs and was about to leave the door, a man in a suit walked up to her. "Where are you going?" At first glance, it was Horizawa. Changzi recognized that it was her husband, and shouted: "Honey, it's not good. In the room..." Having said that, I can't say any more. Horizawa looked at Masako hesitantly.A smell of alcohol came to Changzi's face. "There's... a thief in the room!" "what?" The husband couldn't help but stared blankly, his eyes widened. "The thief... when did he get in?" The husband's face was horrific. "It's my fault. I went back to my mother's house. There is no one at home." "What happened?" "The lock has been picked. The house is in a mess." Horizawa left Masako behind without saying a word, and went upstairs by himself.Look at his footsteps don't look like a drunk man.Masako followed behind him. Horizawa checked the drawers of his desk and carefully arranged the messed up papers one by one.This is an important document that he usually treasures.There are five drawers in the desk, all drawn out. When he had finished sorting the papers, he turned around and shouted to Changzi, "Hey, look what other things have been stolen!" Her husband's eyes were bloodshot, not only from drinking, but also from excessive nervousness. Only then did Changzi wake up, went to the closet, and folded the colorful clothes one by one.It was found that nothing was stolen.She checked the chest of drawers again, carefully counting each drawer, and found nothing missing. Masako turned around and saw Horizawa staring at the ceiling in a daze.She had never seen her husband look so nervous. "Honey, I haven't lost anything," Masako said. Luckily nothing was lost.Masako's voice was naturally more relaxed. But the husband said nothing, with a stiff expression. "Strange thief, took nothing." The husband pretended to be calm and did not answer. "Report to the apartment manager immediately!" "No need." Then the husband spoke, his voice seemed very angry. "But……" Changzi felt that she had done something wrong and felt sorry for her husband. "I think it's better to report to the police. Although nothing was lost, the house is in a mess. Uncle will have an accident in the future." "no need." "What if the police find out in the future and blame us for not reporting it earlier?" "Don't be wordy. I said I won't report if I don't report it. What more to say!" Masako stared blankly at her husband's face. "But……" Before Changzi could speak, her husband reprimanded loudly: "Asshole! Why are you disobedient, you don't have to meddle in your own business!" The husband gave Masako a vicious look. "I have something else to do, you..." the husband stopped in the middle of speaking. Changzi was confused. (Other things!) What is it?What does this mean? "Honey, what did you lose?" Changzi asked timidly. "No, nothing was lost." The husband stammered back, his voice trembling. "That's great." Masako exclaimed involuntarily. "What are you doing?" Horizawa kept yelling, and Masako was too scared to say anything. "It's something like this that happens when you're not home a lot." "I'm sorry!" Changzi knelt down and put his hands on the ground. "please forgive." "Something went wrong, just say sorry and it's over?" Horizawa yelled above her head. "You go back to your mother's house too often. You run to your mother's house if you have something to do. There is no one to look after the house. Is it okay to leave the house open all day in broad daylight? You don't even have this common sense." "Sorry!" "As a wife, you have to look after your home before your husband comes home. I'm working outside to earn money, so you can't be too casual... Is it because I come back late at night, you just go back to your mother's house in a fit of anger?" Changzi lowered his head, very sad. She couldn't figure out why her husband refused to report to the police, and doubts arose in her heart.
A week later, Masako returned to her natal home. When she got home at three o'clock in the afternoon, the house was silent.Father went to work, not at home, and Lingzi hadn't finished school yet.Mother was very happy to see Changzi. "Lingzi went to your place a few days ago?" Mother asked. "Yes. She came to play." Changzi briefly reported the situation to his mother. "So how is she doing?" "It's still late." Mother frowned. "She just won't listen anyway, so what can I do?" Changzi knew that Lingzi's mother would not be able to deal with Lingzi's unreasonable words.Thinking of this, she could only smile wryly. "You told Dad?" "No, no. If you don't speak well, I will be reprimanded instead. She hasn't become so bad yet, let's see the situation." "Mom, Lingzi is much smarter than me, it's okay, don't worry!" "You talk about her, doesn't she listen?" "No. I can't say no to her. She said that the people she associates with are elderly people who speak like grown-ups. Besides, I also understand Lingzi's feelings. When she was a student, she didn't go out to socialize. After graduation It would be cramped. This is the best time of her life." The mother listened to Masako's narration, while watching her expression. "Is Mrs. Ying still like that?" "Ok." Changzi didn't want to mention her husband's affairs today, but her heart felt heavy when asked by her mother. "That's nerve-wracking." Now mother had put Lingzi down, and was worried about Changzi. "What did Dad say the last time you came?" "He said, why doesn't Horizawa see each other so often?" "Yes, he said the same to me later. Your father doesn't mind if Horizawa comes or not, but he is worried that you two won't get along." "Mom, what did you say?" "Well. I didn't say anything. Still, your father can't guess?" "..." "Changzi, when will you bring Yingfu along? Your father will be happy. Your father said that since he has no children, he can come anytime he wants." Changzi lowered his head. "I know that Yingfu is busy with work. I told your father that his boss thinks highly of him, and he has to entertain them, so he did it late." "Did you say it's so late every day?" Masako said. "No. How could I say that." Mother approached her face and whispered. "Does Yingfu have another woman outside?" "this……" Masako didn't want to hear such a question.This is not to protect her husband. It seems that she has been insulted by saying such words. "No way!" Changzi said indifferently. "That's fine. You don't have to talk about him!" Mother offered advice. "Wives who are too polite to their husbands will not have good results. You are just married, and you have not yet reached the burnout period. You need to talk about him more." Mother was wrong.Horizawa is not the kind of person who can be obedient just by talking about it.Masako thinks that the old-fashioned mother can't understand the estrangement between them. "Mom!" Masako interrupted her. "Let's not talk about this today, cook some delicious food, and go back after eating." "That's good." Mother glanced at Masako. "What do you cook for dinner?" "I'm here to help you." "What about Yingfu? Have you talked to him?" "No. It's all right. He came back late anyway. He didn't come home until he ate out." Mother wanted to ask more questions, but seeing Changzi's sentimental expression, she fell silent. Changzi went back to the kitchen to help his mother wash the vegetables to relieve himself, but his mood was very empty. How happy I would be if I went back to my natal home to cook, but at this moment I had this illusion: as if I divorced Horizawa and came back to my natal home. The dishes on the plate were very brightly colored, but Masako's mood was Saumer's. Changzi left her natal home at eight o'clock.Until then, Lingzi has not come back. "Isn't it too late for her every day?" Changzi asked his mother.Mother nodded with a downcast face. "I don't come back until about ten o'clock." "Huh?—how did she look when she came back?" "What's the meaning?" "For example, have you been drinking?" "That's not true. But sometimes I smelled alcohol on her body, and I gave her a hard lesson. It was all right later." "Mom, you must ask this and that, don't you?" "Yeah. She said she was watching a movie and drinking tea with her friends! She said it and forgot." In the past, her mother told her about her younger sister, and she wanted her mother to rest assured.But this time she was worried herself. "Are you going to tell Dad?" "Yes. I think so too. But your father has a bad temper. He will make Lingzi cry. Lingzi is disobedient, and it will be bad if he talks back to your father. It's hard for young people nowadays." Mother After all, he sighed. Masako felt sorry for the mother who had worried enough about the two daughters.It's okay for Lingzi, but it's not right for her to worry about her just after she got married. It took me an hour to walk back from my mother's house to the apartment in the suburbs. On the tram, Masako saw many couples carrying things home.Only myself alone.She remembered that when she was just married, she had seen movies and bought things with Horizawa.I've hardly been out with him lately. Masako opened a magazine bought on the way, but couldn't read a single type. She raised her head idly and sat rocking back and forth in the tram for more than half an hour.The tram drove to the suburbs, and the lights outside the window became more and more sparse. Her eyes accidentally moved to the passengers at the door of the car.The tram was crowded, and she suddenly found a familiar face. Chang Zi couldn't help but startled. From the side she glimpsed the face of Kikuko Ono who visited her a few days ago.Her costume changed so that she was momentarily unrecognizable.Tonight she was wearing a black hat and a dark green suit with a high neckline. Masako was at a considerable distance from her, and Kikuko Ono seemed to have a company with whom she kept talking. It was a man with his back to Changzi, he was not tall, he was wearing a gray earthen suit and a peaked cap, and someone blocked him in front of him.Changzi could only see their figures through the gap.The man enthusiastically talked about this and that with Kikuko Ono.Changzi felt that the man looked like Jim. When the tram stopped, the passengers at the door got off the train wrapping them up.Masako looked over there from the window, only seeing their backs. A few stops later Changzi also got off the bus, and looked at his watch that it was already nine o'clock. Usually, when she goes to her natal home, she always calls her husband.But Horizawa seemed to dislike her making phone calls to the government office, and once even severely reprimanded her. Changzi went upstairs and stood in front of his door.She took the key out of her handbag and opened the door.Normally, it would be opened immediately, but tonight, after inserting it several times, the key could not go in, as if it was blocked by something, she withdrew her hand, and the door opened automatically. Changzi was startled.How did the door open?She remembered that the door was locked well before leaving. A sense of foreboding prompted her to hurry into the house. It was dark in the room. She stretched out her trembling hand to touch the switch.As soon as the light came on, she found that the room was in a mess. There are many scraps of paper scattered around the husband's table.Her own bookshelves were also messed up and spread all over the floor. The drawers of the wardrobe and chest of drawers were drawn out.The suits and kimonos were messed up. Changzi held his breath and stared at the scene.The door opened automatically just now, maybe the husband got drunk and went home first? Her legs were shaking. She was afraid that maybe the thief was still in the house, so she wanted to knock on the door of the neighbor's house next door for help.She was also worried that the city would be full of storms.Because people like to watch the excitement, it doesn't take long for the corridors to be full of people.The thought sent a chill down her back. She planned to tell the apartment manager and ask him to report to the police quietly.In this way, the interior of the house must remain as it is, and the site cannot be damaged. When she walked downstairs, her legs felt weak and she had no strength at all, but she was just anxious.I ran into a neighbor housewife I knew coming upstairs and bowed slightly to her.She forced a smile back. When she walked downstairs and was about to leave the door, a man in a suit walked up to her. "Where are you going?" At first glance, it was Horizawa. Changzi recognized that it was her husband, and shouted: "Honey, it's not good. In the room..." Having said that, I can't say any more. Horizawa looked at Masako hesitantly.A smell of alcohol came to Changzi's face. "There's... a thief in the room!" "what?" The husband couldn't help but stared blankly, his eyes widened. "The thief... when did he get in?" The husband's face was horrific. "It's my fault. I went back to my mother's house. There is no one at home." "What happened?" "The lock has been picked. The house is in a mess." Horizawa left Masako behind without saying a word, and went upstairs by himself.Look at his footsteps don't look like a drunk man.Masako followed behind him. Horizawa checked the drawers of his desk and carefully arranged the messed up papers one by one.This is an important document that he usually treasures.There are five drawers in the desk, all drawn out. When he had finished sorting the papers, he turned around and shouted to Changzi, "Hey, look what other things have been stolen!" Her husband's eyes were bloodshot, not only from drinking, but also from excessive nervousness. Only then did Changzi wake up, went to the closet, and folded the colorful clothes one by one.It was found that nothing was stolen.She checked the chest of drawers again, carefully counting each drawer, and found nothing missing. Masako turned around and saw Horizawa staring at the ceiling in a daze.She had never seen her husband look so nervous. "Honey, I haven't lost anything," Masako said. Luckily nothing was lost.Masako's voice was naturally more relaxed. But the husband said nothing, with a stiff expression. "Strange thief, took nothing." The husband pretended to be calm and did not answer. "Report to the apartment manager immediately!" "No need." Then the husband spoke, his voice seemed very angry. "But……" Changzi felt that she had done something wrong and felt sorry for her husband. "I think it's better to report to the police. Although nothing was lost, the house is in a mess. Uncle will have an accident in the future." "no need." "What if the police find out in the future and blame us for not reporting it earlier?" "Don't be wordy. I said I won't report if I don't report it. What more to say!" Masako stared blankly at her husband's face. "But……" Before Changzi could speak, her husband reprimanded loudly: "Asshole! Why are you disobedient, you don't have to meddle in your own business!" The husband gave Masako a vicious look. "I have something else to do, you..." the husband stopped in the middle of speaking. Changzi was confused. (Other things!) What is it?What does this mean? "Honey, what did you lose?" Changzi asked timidly. "No, nothing was lost." The husband stammered back, his voice trembling. "That's great." Masako exclaimed involuntarily. "What are you doing?" Horizawa kept yelling, and Masako was too scared to say anything. "It's something like this that happens when you're not home a lot." "I'm sorry!" Changzi knelt down and put his hands on the ground. "please forgive." "Something went wrong, just say sorry and it's over?" Horizawa yelled above her head. "You go back to your mother's house too often. You run to your mother's house if you have something to do. There is no one to look after the house. Is it okay to leave the house open all day in broad daylight? You don't even have this common sense." "Sorry!" "As a wife, you have to look after your home before your husband comes home. I'm working outside to earn money, so you can't be too casual... Is it because I come back late at night, you just go back to your mother's house in a fit of anger?" Changzi lowered his head, very sad. She couldn't figure out why her husband refused to report to the police, and doubts arose in her heart.