August 17, 1953, July 15th of the lunar calendar, this day is the Ullamban Festival in Japan, which is the Ghost Festival that the Chinese are familiar with. Unlike the Chinese who simply hold small worships at home or burn paper money on the Ghost Festival, in Japan, this is the second largest festival after the New Year (referring to the Gregorian New Year).

In the past few years, Ai Fei has been young, because he is too busy with work, or because he is not in China, and has not officially participated in such a festival. This time he finally met.

In order to prepare such a festival in advance, he specially gave his employees three days off. Of course, like many festivals before, there are still people in the company who stayed behind, but there are also a very small number of people. Others, including himself, returned to their parents' homes early and prepared for the arrival of this grand festival with their families.

In fact, before this day, Tokyo and all over Japan had already begun preparations. Even Emperor Showa was said to hold grand worship activities in the palace in Chiyoda District. However, civilians could not see such a grand occasion. The government also started the holiday in advance, even the temples that rarely open the mountain gates were decorated early and waited for the people to enter. In July, the sutras recited by the monks in the temple were the "Ullamban Sutra", which was to save the Japanese and to reunite with their ancestors and their families, and to wish and pray for blessings.

Ai Fei rarely changed into Japanese kimono. With his parents who were dressed up, he walked along the crowded stream to Benshi Temple not far away. Along the way, there were men and women dressed like him everywhere. Needless to ask, the destination was the same. Sure enough, when he came to the gate of the temple, he saw only a bright light. There were 5 lanterns hanging on the gate of the temple, with the words "Juyan Guanyin" written on it, which made the entrance of the temple bright red and bright, which was praying for Guanyin's blessing.

As the crowd entered the temple, this was the first time Ai Fei came to such a place. He found it interesting to see anything, and he couldn't even have enough eyes! There was a high platform in the middle of the courtyard of Benshi Temple. There was a program list in front of the platform, which read: Basin, Ise Yinto, Tokyo Yinto...Carbon Keng Festival, etc. On the platform, a person was beating the drum rhythmically. The drum was exactly the same as the Chinese leather drum, and the drum sound was melodious from somewhere.

The music is in harmony. The old men, boys and girls in colorful kimonos dance around the platform. The drums and music accompanies the dancers. This is the meaning of people celebrating the charcoal from the dead relatives through offerings and prayers, and celebrating with cheerful dances. It is said that they can save people's seventh generation ancestors. The lanterns and dancers complement each other, making the crowds and temples shrouded in the night appear vibrant and full of a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Walking past the dance crowd, I saw a offering platform in front of the left, with a tablet of "Three Realms and All Spirits". On the offering platform, there were various gifts and fruits offered by people to their ancestors. People kneeled here to worship their ancestors and offer their most sincere wishes. There was a basin under the stage, and the smoke was curling in the basin, which was the incense burned by people for their ancestors.

On the left side of the dance crowd, there is an altar with a plaque "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" hanging on it, and bright lanterns marked "Discounting Lantern" hanging on both sides. Some people put the lit candles here on the altar under the plaque "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" to light the candles, which is for the lighting of ancestors who come back to enjoy.

He was looking around and only heard a loud bursting sound of the air: "Bang bang!" Then there was a lit up in front of him, ah, it was fireworks! Sure enough, the colorful and bright fireworks added a gorgeous color to this solemn and solemn night. With a thought of the lightning, more fireworks exploded in the air, and the flash illuminated the night sky and the faces of people.

Following his parents, Ai Fei also knelt down in the temple hall, folding his hands together to express his devotion. However, no one knew what he was thinking. He didn't know if he was infected by this solemn and solemn atmosphere. He knelt on the ground for a long time until Ai Shinko touched him and realized: "Ah? What?"

"What's wrong? Why did Xiao Aijun cry?"

"Is that?" He wiped his eyes, and sure enough, the palm of his hand was wet. The young man smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's nothing, I just thought of... well, something."

Taro Aizhu smiled at his wife: "Maybe Xiao Aijun remembered someone, right?"

Ai Fei looked around and said, "Where are we going next?"

“Go to Shinagawa River.”

"Huh? Do you put the river lantern?" Ai Fei smiled like a child: "I like it the most."

The couple looked at each other and smiled: "So, let's go?"

"Hey!"

The so-called river lantern is to place a paper boat with candles by the river, allowing the air to blow it forward slowly until the rolling river water swallows it. Although it is destined to be wasted products, the Japanese still enjoy it. For them, such things that can be entrusted with nostalgia and grief for their ancestors can be wasted nostalgia and condolences.

Compared with the temple, the riverside was surrounded by people who were lighting the lights. More children were wearing ethnic costumes, laughing and jokingly asking the river lanterns to come from their parents' hands, and took them to the riverside to put them down. The clumsy guy also fell to the big fuck after walking a few steps. The river lantern in his hand fell to the ground and the candle was extinguished. The child was in pain and grievance, lying on the ground and crying loudly, causing people around to chuck.

Ai Fei discovered a very strange situation. Even if the parents stand by the child, they will not go over and help him (her) up immediately. The child cried a few times, but the parents did not coax him. After a while, they would stop crying and get up and join the ranks of other children! Well, it seems that this humiliating education and frustration education began at this time?

"Xiao Aijun?Xiao Aijun?"

"Ah! Dad, what's the matter?"

Taro Aizhu stood beside his son, waiting for his free time to turn on the lights: "I heard... it will be the day for the formal briefing to be held next Monday?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

"Ah, no. I'm just a little worried." Aizhu Taro is increasingly aware of his weakness in front of his son. This is all the feeling that he appears after becoming his subordinate! He scratched his head awkwardly: "Uh, Xiao Ai Jun also knows that for this briefing, I mean, just to prepare for this briefing, the company's books have already... paid..."

"Dad?" Ai Fei interrupted his hesitant conversation: "We will go to the company to talk about things, okay?"

"Eh? OK."

Looking at the old man's gray hair and wrinkled face under the light at night, Ai Fei felt soft: "Dad, you don't have to take this matter very seriously. This time the instructions are just a preliminary choice. There will be a second and third time after that. We have made sufficient preparations. The so-called second and third time can be passed without even having to be screened."

“…………”

"Don't worry." Ai Fei smiled proudly: "I came back to Japan this time, not to bear the fate of failure! Do you think I let go of my business in the United States and ran back to Japan, but in the end I went back empty-handed?"

“Eh?”

"To describe it in a sentence I once said in my own works: This is my way of survival!"

Taro Aizhu doesn't understand comics, and he doesn't read comics. His son's passionate conversation has no effect on him: "But... Xiao Aijun, you have to know that even if the company can really win this project, what about our manpower? Doesn't such a huge project require a lot of people?"

"Dad..." Ai Fei chuckled helplessly: "Your way of thinking is still in the past when it was only manual operation. In the current world, this large-scale project requires much less people than you think. I came back to participate in the bidding meeting for the project. In fact, there is another biggest selling point, which is the great liberation of labor! In addition to some necessary work, all other things need to use modern equipment with a very high degree of mechanization! Let me tell you the truth, this is my last and the biggest trump card!"

"Modern equipment? Does that cost a lot of money?"

Ai Fei ignored his father's financial affair: "Can you imagine? An airport project that can be completed with almost no people, or with only a few people? Not only will it cost less, but the construction period will be faster! If the progress is still smooth, the project will be officially started in February next year and will be completed and delivered for use by the end of October next year. Such a project, Dad, can definitely create a miracle in Japanese history! Just with this, Ai Shi Construction Company can become the most advanced construction company in Japan."

“…?”

Ai Fei smiled: "Dad, I know that this investment will have a great influence, and I also know that this time it will cost a lot of money. However, as long as you can sign such a contract with the government, you will invest a lot of money. But have you ever thought about it? As long as you announce this matter through newspapers and radio stations, customers from the banking industry will probably even break our doors!"

“Eh?”

"Loans! Loans delivered to your door. Do you know? This time, the airport expansion project not only focuses on construction companies like Ai Shi. The banking industry, steel industry, cement industry, and any construction-related industry will participate. Banks will not be exceptional. No matter where we get the loan, it will have a great impact on this bank. Therefore, we will not spend money at all."

"Ah, this is better."

Ai Xiko kept listening to the conversation between the father and son. Seeing the conversation between the two people interrupted, the hostess greeted him: "Children's father, Xiao Ai Jun, let's go over?"

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Chapter completed!