Get on the bus from the station south of Kyoto, and take the Kintetsu Kyoto Line within an hour, and Asuka River arrives at Kintetsu Nara Station.

He took the tram and then took the intercity bus, and then wandered on the country road for more than half an hour before he got off the bus at the familiar platform.

It is said to be a platform, but in fact there is a bus stop sign on the side of the road. There are low-lying farmlands around, and there are sparse villages in the distance.

Asuka's grandfather's house is in the village at the end of his sight.

Although it looks very far, you can get there after walking for a while. Last time I came back with Chuluye, I didn’t even complain that the eldest lady was tired. For a teenager, I thought about the comics and the girl in my mind, and it passed without realizing it.

In winter, there is a smell that cannot be smelled in the city everywhere, which is very strange and fresh.

Strangely, there is a unique earthy smell in the air on rainy days because the earthy smell secreted by actinomycetes is brought into the air by moisture, which is the smell of earthy smell.

What is the unique smell of the cold countryside in winter?

If you have to let Akirakawa describe it, it will be a cold smell.

It is not the "synchronic" rhetoric technique I learned in elementary school, but the real warmth in the smell. This smell always reminds of Chukuno who has returned to Tokyo when he breathes red with his nose.

It seems that she can smell a similar smell on her body.

I got off the path from the country road, and the dirt road I remembered turned into concrete roads. After a moment of recollection, I remembered that the last time I came back with Chuluye was not the same road, but another one.

This path behind the village seems to be the first time I have walked it again after leaving Nara in primary school.

Just look at the few low walls on the roadside to regain some childhood memories. Unexpectedly, even the countryside began to rectify.

Fortunately, when I was about to arrive at my grandfather's house after walking a few steps, the layout of the house still touched his memory and nerves in an instant, and pulled him back to the day when he ran back to his grandfather's house after school.

Standing outside the yard wall with his bag on his back and for a while, Aoichuan smiled slightly and took two steps to the front of the main gate.

The door was actually open, and there were people in the yard.

It was an old man with a hunched waist. He looked at Asikawa standing at the door and was stunned.

What a handsome young man!

This must not be from the village. He has seen all the young people in the village, but he has never looked so beautiful, otherwise he would have been a matchmaker for his granddaughter.

"Young man, are you here to find someone?"

"Ah...just so."

Asakusa looked at the old man and suddenly the box of memory opened.

I haven't seen each other for only four years, has the old man at the east end of the village already hunched his back?

It seems that the family is called... Fujiwara?

Before he could say hello, the old man had already opened his throat to the room and shouted: "Shengu, someone is looking for you!"

After waiting for two seconds, he seemed to think the description was wrong and shouted again: "I'm not here to greet the New Year, I don't know where the young man came from!"

"Young man? Who will come to me?"

Grandpa Asakawa's voice gradually approached. After a while, he walked through the inner room through the main hall and pushed open the door, standing on the steps of the patio.

"Oh, isn't this my good grandson?"

Asuka's grandfather was stunned and looked at his grandson who was standing outside the gate with a smile.

Asichuan's smile was even gentler and dazzling than the warm sun in winter, which made the old man look dull. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Asichuan from top to bottom for several times, and turned to look at Lao Shen Valley.

"Your grandson?"

"What's wrong? Can it be yours?"

Grandpa Torikawa looked proud and quickly called his good grandson into the house.

"Come in and put down your bag quickly, and don't call your dad in advance if you come home?"

"My dad didn't come, I came back by myself," Akikawa said as he walked in, "I went to Kyoto with my classmates and then came to see you and grandma."

"Happy New Year for Grandpa Fujiwara." Asakawa bowed to the old man standing in the yard to greet the New Year.

I guess he was also here for the Chinese New Year, and he happened to be met by himself.

"Hey! You...ahoo awesome!" The old man looked at Akikawa and was amazed: "It's really changed after not seeing you for a few years, and I don't dare to admit it!"

This is familiar, and the corner of Aoi Chuan's mouth rises slightly.

When I was in the Celestial Empire in my previous life, I would say this every time I returned to my hometown during the Chinese New Year, and there was nothing else, pure greetings.

But today is different. He knows very well what the old man is saying the truth.

Before he moved out of Nara, he still looked ordinary. When he was in Tokyo, he woke up and the system began to transform a little bit. Until now, he is almost finished in the first grade of high school. Both his appearance and physical appearance are very different from when he graduated from elementary school.

Not to mention that the villagers in the village dared not recognize him, even Haruna didn't recognize him when he met again after three years.

You should know that Haruna can be said to be the person who is most familiar with him in the past except his parents. It was only after Kamiya Kei's introduction that the past Asahi River and the present Asahi River overlapped together. You can imagine how much the change was.

The old man was shocked and suddenly felt a little regretful.

He just arranged a blind date for his granddaughter a few years ago, and his granddaughter fell in love with him.

Today, when I saw that the grandson of the Lao Shengu family had a handsome appearance, the villagers also knew that Lao Shengu's son had gone to Tokyo to take root and lived a prosperous life.

This requires people and families, and if they can succeed, it is better to have relatives in the same village. Isn’t it much more reliable than letting matchmakers say matchmakers to matchmakers?

It's over.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it. The New Year's Day brought the blood pressure to the old man.

A blue light flashed in Torichuan's eyes, and he quickly shrank his neck and ran into the house.

I am not, I am not, it’s not that I did it. This is because the old man’s own blood pressure has increased! It has nothing to do with me!

He was afraid that the old man would not get angry again, so he planned to mess up his granddaughter's blind date and to pester him.

He can't handle these old people in the village. In any country, the intelligence network of villagers in the village is terrifying than those in MI6, and his fingers can even poke the iron-made backbone.

However, Asikawa's grandfather felt like a mirror in his heart. He looked at the old man's appearance of sunnyness and greenness, and suppressed a smile on his face.

"Fujiwara, you also saw that my eldest grandson was back. I won't entertain you anymore. I'll go to your house tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned to look at Asikawa again, and his voice deliberately did not cover up: "Didn't your Tokyo girlfriend come back with you?"

What?

Already have a partner?

The old man's heart sank, and turned into a grayish white on the spot, shook his head and sighed.

Sure enough, the young men who went to big cities wanted to marry a daughter from a big family. Wasn’t Kamiya’s son just poor and careless, and married a daughter-in-law from Tokyo, and his life became prosperous?

Anyway, the spectacular wedding was still a topic in the village. Whenever a newlywed gets married, he will compare it with Tomoko Kamiya.

"Oh, okay, I'll go back first." The old man walked out the door: "When I come tomorrow, I'll bring two bottles of good wine! Otherwise, I won't let you in!"

After the old man left, Asikawa's grandfather asked seriously: "Didn't Xiao Chuluye come with you?"

"No, she returned to Tokyo early." Asakawa entered the door and shouted to the kitchen: "Grandma, I'm back to see you!"

"Return to Tokyo? Are you going to Kyoto together?" Grandpa suddenly had a meaningful smile on his face.

He understands ~

Isn’t this what young people like? So what kind of vacation travel?

Then you can't go out for a trip and stay in two rooms, right?

So traveling is justified. Anyway, he understands even an old man, but he doesn't believe his grandson doesn't understand.

It seems that the raw rice has been cooked!

"Why didn't you bring someone with you? Grandpa made delicious food for you and brought all the New Year's goods from home to Xiaochu Luye."

"Grandpa, they also want to visit relatives." Asuka said ambiguously, but his expression was very serious.

He usually doesn't lie and will definitely not lie to his grandfather, but Chuluo really wants to visit relatives, but this is not the reason why she didn't come back to Tokyo.

So grandpa sighed: "Okay, one day I will take my old woman to Tokyo to see my granddaughter-in-law."

Torikawa didn't dare to answer the conversation.

By then, there will be more than one granddaughter-in-law, and I don’t know if my grandfather is excited or panicked?

Maybe grandpa is so happy, grandma is so panicked?

"I'll stay for two days this time?"

"I just stayed overnight. I actually had something else to do, so I had to go to Kanagawa Prefecture."

Although he couldn't carry that album with him, Yuki Ai put the letter that Yukio was stuck at the end of the album, he put it on the innermost layer of his backpack.

Should I tell the president in advance and ask her if it is inconvenient?

Asuka sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone from his pocket and thought.

Let's ask again tonight!

He threw his phone on the sofa and went to the kitchen to help. It seemed that the sofa at his grandparents and grandparents' house became the exclusive place for mobile phones, and everyone had the habit of throwing their phones on the sofa and leaving them alone.

On the other side, Chukano, who had returned to Tokyo, did not ask Shimada to send them home, but instead found a Michelin hotel in Ginza and asked for a private room.
To be continued...