Chapter 67

After working in his previous life, Xiaoming took advantage of his free time to catch up on many movies, and this one was among them.

Moreover, because the movie was so good, Yongshan Zhishu even specially bought the original novel of "The Summer Courtyard" to read.

The exploration of life and death, the reflection on life, and the warm interactions between the old and the young in the novel were truly touching.

Children's literature in China tends to avoid the topics of life and death.

In such a context, this Japanese children's literature stands out with its powerful impact on the heart.

This was the first time that Yongshan Zhishu did not recall the past because of music.

It turns out that the anchor points for recalling the past are not just melodies!

Suddenly, his mind was filled with memories, and every scene and every word was so clear.

Yongshan Zhishu knew that this memory would eventually return to the subconscious after some time,

and then he would only be able to remember fragments.

A good memory is not as reliable as a bad pen, a saying he had heard from teachers since childhood.

Yongshan Zhishu did not let their earnest teachings go to waste; he took out paper and pen and began to record the content.

The novel was not long, totaling only about 50,000 to 60,000 words.

Without the need to consider the plot, transitions, or elaborate language,

Yongshan Zhishu completed the novel in just over two hours.

Looking at the manuscript of "Natsu no Niwa," Yongshan Zhishu felt a sense of satisfaction. The author, Yutaka Tomimoto, was still in university studying opera at the time and would not publish this book for another 20 years.

Although he felt a bit embarrassed, he was now on the path of a literary plagiarist.

......

He had already sold the previous songs, and he had already developed a thick skin.

Since he already had the manuscript and the movie scenes, writing the movie script was not a problem.

Yongshan Zhishu spent an afternoon completing the movie script.

The afternoon of writing made his arms sore, and he hastily finished dinner.

In his dreams, he seemed to return to the summer courtyard, where the cosmos flowers were in full bloom.

Yongshan Zhishu was woken by the phone ringing.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was already past 10 o'clock, and his stomach was growling.

The call was from Fujita Keiko, who always worked efficiently.

"Mr. Zhishu, I have already gathered some property listings, including both residential and commercial properties. There are many options this time."

"Hey, thank you, Ms. Keiko. This gives us a lot more choices. How many are there approximately?"

"About a dozen or so."

"Why so many?" Yongshan Zhishu was a bit surprised. In the past, there were usually only 5 or 6 options.

"Thanks to you, Mr. Zhishu, I have been given more authority by the headquarters, so I have access to more information."

Previously, Fujita Keiko had to call each branch to inquire, but after reporting Yongshan Zhishu's intention to buy a house, the branch manager reported it to the headquarters, which then granted her the authority to directly access the backup data of all branches.

This customer, who seemed to have recognized Fujita Keiko, along with her own excellent qualifications and abilities, led the headquarters to smoothly promote her to a higher position.

"So, you're getting a promotion? Congratulations, Ms. Keiko~"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhishu~" Fujita Keiko sounded very happy, "You alone are almost equivalent to our branch's annual performance target~"

"Ha ha ha, that's a bit exaggerated. It's all a matter of coincidence."

After a few more jokes, Fujita Keiko asked, "Mr. Zhishu, shall I drive you to see the properties this time?"

"Ms. Keiko, with so many options, it would be too troublesome to see them all!" Yongshan Zhishu looked at the sunlight outside and added in his mind, "And it's too hot..."

"Then what do you suggest, Mr. Zhishu?"

"Ms. Keiko, could you send me the information on the properties? I'll select a few suitable ones and then go see them in person." Yongshan Zhishu didn't really care about the specific conditions of the properties; he just wanted to check the locations.

"Got it, Mr. Zhishu. I'll organize the information and send it to your address, which is still the apartment in Waseda, right?" Fujita Keiko confirmed.

"Right, thank you, Ms. Keiko~"

"Not at all! It's my job!"

After a few more words, the matter was settled, and Yongshan Zhishu could finally satisfy his growling stomach.

......

As usual, it was cold dishes and beer, which made him think about trying to make Chinese cold noodles.

After a busy morning, it was already past noon.

Over the past few days, the house had accumulated a lot of kitchen waste and other garbage.

If not cleaned up in time, insects would start to appear.

Yongshan Zhishu cleaned the kitchen and decided to go downstairs to dispose of the garbage.

Unexpectedly, he saw the three kids from yesterday downstairs.

This time, they were not carrying a wooden basin or anything; they were stealthily gathering at the door of the old house, peering inside,

seemingly trying to confirm if the old man was at home.

"Shizou, are you sure we should do this? The old man was very scary yesterday!"

"Yasuyuki, what are you afraid of? He yelled at us yesterday, Kitahara, take out the water balloon!"

The three kids seemed to be planning to place a water balloon at the door to scare the old man when he opened it.

These kids weren't too bad, just playing a small prank, but the old man was already very old, and they hadn't considered what might happen if he fell or had an accident because of the prank...

Yongshan Zhishu usually didn't meddle in other people's affairs, but he couldn't let this go.

He quietly walked behind them and suddenly said, "What are you three up to!"

The three were completely focused on observing the house and were startled by the voice from behind, almost losing their footing!

Seeing that they were scared, Yongshan Zhishu continued in a serious tone, "You were planning to play a prank, weren't you?

Look at how scared you are; the old man is so old. What if he falls and gets hurt!"

The three kids gradually regained their composure, and it seemed that the leader, Akita Shizou, wanted to argue.

Yongshan Zhishu didn't know if they were troublemakers, but he had to intimidate them first, relying on his authority.

Before they could speak, he said even more sternly,

"What are your names! Who are your parents! Where do you live! I'm going to have a serious talk with them!"

In a society like Japan, where there is a clear hierarchy, children respect adults.

Especially with Yongshan Zhishu's tall and stern appearance, he exuded the "dignity of an adult,"

and the three kids, who weren't really troublemakers, were almost in tears.

Under Yongshan Zhishu's gaze, they each reported their names:

"I'm Akita Shizou," "Hara Kitahara," "Haruyama Yasuyuki."

These three actually lived nearby, which is why they were out playing.

Akita Shizou, who seemed a bit braver, directly pleaded:

"Sir, please don't talk to our parents. We won't play such pranks again!"

"Never again."

"Sure, sure~"

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