My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Hideji Kitahara and Yuri wandered around and found Fuyumi and the others. They stopped dancing and played around among the open-air booths, but Yoko still stamped her feet lightly and occasionally clapped her hands to the sound of taiko drums. She seemed to like this kind of group dance activities—she had already learned , and this kind of group dance is really not very difficult.

Hideji Kitahara looked at her from a distance and felt very relieved, and Yoko clapped her hands gently by her ears in her yukata and clogs, which was also very cute. Long black hair, white and slender wrists, traditional bathrobe, and two small dimples on her small face, it is really sweet to look at.

Yoko also found Kitahara Hideji, and stopped her hand a little embarrassedly, while Kitahara Hideji rubbed her little head, and asked softly: "Yoko, are you having fun?"

Yangzi smiled sweetly: "Happy! Where's Onisan?"

Hideji Kitahara smiled and said, "Not bad!"

In fact, it's just so-so. It's hard for him, a foreign student from another country, to blend into the local festival atmosphere. Basically, he just wants to watch the excitement and freshness. Moreover, his actual age is 21 years old, and his personality is mature and stable. It really got him all into the carnival, and he wasn't that material either.

The Obon festival was like a large temple fair, which lasted for three nights, and it was not idle during the day. The temple performed super-crossing rituals, the people held parades to celebrate, and the shrine was open to pray for blessings. Anyway, it was always very lively.

The beliefs of the Japanese are also very mixed. After kowtowing to the Buddha statue here, I turned directly into the shrine without the slightest hesitation after leaving the temple gate.

When it came to August 15th—after Japan’s reforms, it advocated the abandonment of the lunar calendar. It seems that the New Year’s Day is not celebrated this way, and the July 15th of the lunar calendar was moved to the August 15th of the Gregorian calendar. Mom was about to go back, and her daughters hugged Qiu Taro to say goodbye to her, telling her to take good care of herself and not to worry at home.

Then they brought eggplants and put feet on them for the deceased relatives to ride back. Dongmei and the others obviously paid more attention to their mother, so they picked the biggest eggplants for her, and they held the eggplants hard in their arms. It was warmed up so that it would not be too cold when taken out of the refrigerator, and her mother would not feel comfortable sitting.

The soul-sending fire was burned on the town square again, and the flames were billowing, and the "big"-shaped light appeared on the mountain in the distance, which seemed to be floating in mid-air at night, a little spectacular and full of mystery , but it was not burned out, but a temporary lamp.

The character "big" represents a pentagram, which has the effect of sealing monsters and repelling monsters. In the past, fires were directly lit on the mountain, but now it is not allowed to set fire on the mountain, so it is an improvement of the times to use electric lights instead.

Dongmei took everyone to release the river lanterns. This custom is basically found in East Asian and Southeast Asian countries. It means "merciful flight to Purdue", and it is regarded as praying for their mothers.

This river lamp is based on a wooden board, with candles in the middle and pasted paper on the outside. Dongmei wanted to be better than others in whatever she did. She led her younger siblings to make two super big river lanterns, one red and one white in the shape of a barrel, and Yoko also made a small one by herself for the festival.

Hideji Kitahara also made one. His former hometown also had the custom of setting out river lanterns, and he was very dexterous with his hands. He made a lotus lantern with layers of lotus petals, which was extremely beautiful and delicate - Fuyumi thought he was He was showing off again, and he didn't give him a good look for a long time. He regretted that he only wanted to be big and didn't ask for a delicate shape, which was a little bit inferior.

The group of them marched to the Zhongchuan Canal, and there were already many people lighting up lights along the river. The boats on the river are also very interesting. They try their best to move slowly in the middle and let the river out as much as possible.

The river water is quite clear, but has a faint smell of earth and a faint smell. Nagoya is an important textile city in Japan, and the accompanying printing and dyeing industry is also quite developed, and these two industrial productions seem to be quite polluting to the environment. The water quality of the river in Nagoya City is quite poor.

After praying on behalf of her younger siblings, Fuyumi took up a pen and wrote her mother's name. Then she lit a river lantern and put it in the river, letting it flow down the river. The other ones followed suit and began to write about the other deaths of the Fukuzawa family. The name of the person.

Holding the small river lantern she made herself, Yoko hesitated, and asked Kitahara Hideji softly, "Onisan, should I let it go?" She was watching Fukuzawa's family making it at the time, so she thought it was fun and made one with leftover materials. It's small, but after following here, I'm a little unsure whether the river lantern should be released or not.

If you want to release it, who should you give it to? Lonely ghost?

Hideji Kitahara was writing on the base of the lotus lantern with a pen. After thinking about it, Yoko's mother is not dead, and her father...he shouldn't be dead either, right? Who cares, it doesn't matter if those two bastards are alive or not!

He smiled at Yangzi, took the crooked little river lantern she made, picked up a pen and wrote the names of his biological parents on it, and also briefly wrote about the fact that he recognized Yangzi as his younger sister, telling While protecting her, her own biological parents also took care of Yang Zi by the way, so they were her daughters anyway.

Yangzi looked at it curiously, but she knew very limited Chinese characters, so she could only distinguish the names of two people, and asked in a low voice, "Onisang, who is this?"

"It's an important family member of my brother, and also a relative of Yangzi."

"Ah, that's right!" Yangzi's face became solemn immediately, and Heshi prayed for a while, then carefully lit the small river lamp and put it into the river. He ran away to the sea.

Hideji Kitahara also prayed silently for a moment, hoping that his parents would live well in another world—if there was one—and everything would go well, and then he lit the lotus lantern and put it in the river. The lotus lantern spun and drifted away under the impact of the current.

This effect can be achieved by engraving a few water diversion grooves on the base.

Yangzi looked enviously at the lifelike lotus lantern spinning far away, feeling that Onisan was very careful in everything he did, and could do it beautifully.

But she asked softly, "Who are those two important relatives, Onisan?" She felt that she had to remember, after all, she and Kitahara Hideji are now a family, and now she is taking care of housework, such as The vernal equinox and autumnal equinox are worshipped, and it is best to offer tribute together at that time.

Kitahara Hideji watched the lotus lanterns drifting into the vast river lanterns, turned his head and said with a smile, "They are very important relatives." This is his biggest personal secret, he is going to take it into the coffin, no one will Tell me, Yoko is no exception - it's not about trust.

There was a burst of disappointment in Yangzi's heart, and the expression on her little face was gloomy, and Kitahara Hideji couldn't bear it, but she couldn't say it or she couldn't say it, she just rubbed her little head and said softly: "Yangzi, treat them as foster parents Right! They gave my brother everything, but they are no longer in this world, and my brother has no chance to repay them, so I feel very sorry..."

There was a touch of sadness in Kitahara Hideji's words, and Yoko's expression was thoughtful, judging by her feeling that there must be hidden secrets in it, and her disappointment was slightly reduced. After all, time is still long, and sooner or later, she will know all about Hideji Kitahara - Onisan obviously doesn't need to tell herself, but it's a good sign that he mentioned it, and it's obvious that she is very important to him.

Hideji Kitahara's sadness quickly disappeared. He generally accepts things that cannot be changed and looks forward directly. He believes that walking his own path and living a good life is the greatest filial piety to his parents. And Dongmei looked at the two huge river lanterns of Fuzawa's house, which were eye-catching even if they were far away, and couldn't help but feel slightly satisfied.

The entire canal is filled with lanterns of various sizes and shapes, mainly white with a small amount of red, dotted in the night, like a galaxy falling into the world, very beautiful.

They walked along the river for a short distance to enjoy the scenery, and then Dongmei greeted everyone and went back to the Pure Flavor House, preparing to play cards and spend the last night of the long vacation together. After all, this is one of the most important festivals of the year. Sometimes she wants to force everyone to work or study, and it is likely to be another big rebellion.

And Hideji Kitahara smelled it and he couldn't stand it anymore - whoever said that Japan's environmental protection is good in the future let him come to Nagoya for a walk, the river is just a fake, it looks clean but it is actually stinky - he thought about it there After a while, I proposed to borrow the bathroom for a while, just take a shower.

He can endure harsh and harsh environments, but if conditions permit, he still likes to be clean and refreshed.

Dongmei rolled his eyes at him, thinking that he was really blind, a bunch of girls haven't said anything yet, what do you, a stinky boy, care about, you can't smell it at all, okay?

But she didn't say anything, she ran to the bathroom to search for a while, took away some girls' private items, and then took away her own shower gel and soap - she didn't give it to Kitahara Hideji No, he doesn't want Kitahara Hideji to smell like her.

Hideji Kitahara has no shortage of change of clothes at Junweiya, he spends about one-third of the day here, and if it doesn't work, he can still wear Naotaka Fukuzawa's. He planned to wash his clothes by the way, and left his wallet, keys, and mobile phone with Yoko so as not to get wet in the bathroom, and then ran to get rid of the smell.

Yoko put all these things in her small bag, but habitually opened Kitahara Hideji's wallet and took a look in case he had no money to spend, but Yukiri immediately leaned over and said in surprise: "Hideji's wallet Inside the wallet is a picture of Yoko-chan!"

Yangzi blushed, she put this up by herself, and it was a group photo taken when they went to Hakata Amusement Park to play together. She was a little embarrassed, and said, "It's not good to be empty...isn't it good?"

Xueli was quite direct and asked, "Can I put my photo in there too?"

Of course Yoko refused, Yuuri was already her Onisan's "rumored girlfriend", although she didn't care, in her opinion Yuuri was obviously not Kitahara Hideji's type, but it's nothing to put her picture!

She declined, "Ask Ornisan about this!"

Xueli was quite obedient, and said cheerfully, "Okay, I'll ask Xiuci later."

The two were talking when Hideji Kitahara's cell phone rang in Yoko's bag. Yangzi took it out and saw that it was an unmarked number, and answered it strangely: "Hi, hello, I'm really sorry, O'Nisan can't answer the phone for the time being, if there is anything I can pass on, or O'Nisan can call you back. "

The other end of the phone hesitated, and asked after a while, "Is this Xiuci's call?"

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm Xiuci's mother...Little girl, you are..." The other end of the phone was not sure what was going on, and asked quite hesitantly.