Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

A "closed station" farewell ceremony was held for the small station, and I truly experienced the beauty of the end that is unique to RB people. Bai Chuanfeng also started to pack his bags and prepare for his "Diaodong" trip.

"Is everything ready?"

"Um"

"Remember to prepare more clothes to keep out the cold, I don't know if it's cold in Tokyo?"

"Um"

Under the dim light, Hezi sat on his knees in the banquet, silently arranging his luggage. The slanted shadow swayed slightly on the mottled wall with the busy hands.

Hayato Shirakawa put down his wine glass, wanting to take care of something more. But when he saw the uncharacteristically quiet wife beside him, he didn't know where to start.

There is no usual nagging of the wife, nor the sound of the husband drinking. For a moment, the only sound left in the room was the rustling of clothes being sorted.

"That... Is it really okay for Xiaofeng to be alone?" After all, Hezi still couldn't hold back, and raised his head to look at her husband hopefully.

"What are you talking about?" Shirakawa Hayato pretended to be generous with a smile, "He will be eighteen soon. At this age, I can go hunting alone in the mountains."

Kazuko nodded silently, but the worry in her eyes did not ease at all because of her husband's relief, "But, after all, this is his first time traveling far, and he has never left Akita, let alone a big city like Tokyo." ..."

The mother is worried when the son travels thousands of miles. Although Kazuko also understands that his son is only going to Tokyo to study and is not struggling in society, there should be no big problem.

But understanding is understanding. If you can figure out everything because you understand the truth, then the human society is too harmonious.

"Don't worry." Shirakawa put his hands on his knees, "He's not the only one, there is also Kotaro. And there will be fellows from his hometown to pick them up in Tokyo."

Many people in the village had already left here to seek refuge in the metropolis, and Hayato Shirakawa also wrote to them in advance. I hope to go to Tokyo to take care of my son for the sake of fellow countrymen.

It's not like he didn't understand what his wife meant, but he just hoped that he could send his children to study in Tokyo, so that he could take care of him along the way.

But it will be the season of spring planting soon, and the affairs in the field cannot be separated from the busy work of people. It is impossible to rely on Hezi alone, and most of the family's income has to fall there. Especially in order to support Bai Chuanfeng's study, the matter of spring planting must not be delayed.

So even if he was equally worried, Shirakawa Hayato could only let his children face it alone.

"The chicks will always leave the nest one day." Hayato Shirakawa picked up his glass and muttered again, not sure if he was comforting his wife or himself.

Lying on his back on the tatami in the room, listening to the nagging of his parents outside, Bai Chuanfeng sighed slightly. The originally excited mood because I was about to appreciate the scenery of Tokyo in this era turned into a little melancholy.

Strictly speaking, I am not a native of the mountains, but more like a visitor from outside the sky. But for a short period of time, he was still moved by the simple folk customs here.

Simple and enthusiastic fellow countrymen, carefree but unexpectedly reliable childhood playmates, parents who do not speak much and show caring everywhere.

All these made him feel uneasy when he first arrived, and he quickly integrated here and got used to their existence.

Unknown bird calls in the woods outside the window echoed cooing. Bai Chuanfeng was in a daze with his arms on his pillow. The life in the mountain village was relaxed and leisurely, but the prosperity of Tokyo was also extremely attractive.

After all, he is young now.

…

As April approaches, the weather is getting warmer. Although the top of the mountain is covered with snow, it is still clearly visible. But if you look closer, you can see the gray and black dirt on both sides of the road.

Because Xiaolu Station has just closed, the only way to go to the city is to walk for an extra half an hour, and then take the tram to the next platform.

Pretentiously waving goodbye to his parents, Bai Chuanfeng and Kotaro packed their bags, stepped on the path paved with black cinders, and headed away from their hometown.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, Bai Chuanfeng didn't like the atmosphere of parting. Even for unfamiliar friends, the mere word of seeing off is full of melancholy.

So in order to reassure his parents and not allow himself the opportunity to immerse himself in the 'hypocritical' atmosphere, Bai Chuanfeng walked forward without wanting to turn back.

Coupled with the fact that he will soon see the colorful world of Tokyo, Bai Chuanfeng is still a little excited inside. So overall, the mood is not bad.

As for Tiger Taro, this guy doesn't even know what melancholy is. The excited look on his face made his mother who reluctantly came to see him off either cry or smile for a while.

"Xiaofeng seems to have matured a lot." Hayato Shirakawa, who was holding his arms, looked at his son who was drifting away, and quietly said to his wife beside him.

"Huh?" Hezi was still immersed in the reluctance and lament of the child's first long journey, she looked at her husband with some confusion.

Hayato Shirakawa shrugged, "I thought there would be a tearful parting scene of a loving father and a filial son, how could this be the case?"

Hezi cast a reproachful glance at her husband, and then couldn't help thinking about it. That's right, it's too heartless for my own son to look like a normal person.

Not to mention that their parents who are getting smaller behind them are still standing at the intersection, Shirakawa Feng and Kotaro have already begun to look forward to the upcoming metropolis life.

Mainly, Kotaro was talking, and Bai Chuanfeng was listening. I have never seen any kind of metropolis in my previous life, but now I am more curious about exotic customs.

Tiger Taro is really excited, he has heard about the colorful world outside. Tokyo is like a white girl, and now she is finally about to kiss Fangze, and her heart can't stop being hot.

Even with the journey that originally took more than half an hour, the two of them arrived at their destination in less than half an hour.

Board the tram and put your luggage at your feet under the seat. Both Bai Chuanfeng and Tiger Taro couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he is young and full of energy, he has been running around all the way, so it is still a bit exhausting to sit down in vain now.

Bai Chuanfeng turned his head and looked casually. There were not many people in the car. Most people wear traditional clothes like coarse kimonos, and they look like they are middle-aged or older. Others, like them, are full of luggage.

"Are the two little brothers going on a long journey?"

Just as Bai Chuanfeng and the others were relaxing, a gentle accost came from behind their ears.

Bai Chuanfeng turned his head, and what came into view was a kind-hearted old couple with white hair and kind eyebrows.

Seeing the kind smiles on their faces, Bai Chuanfeng couldn't help smiling and nodding.

"Dad, you guessed right. We're going to Tokyo."

Without Bai Chuanfeng's explanation, the impatient Kotaro had already proudly told the old man where he was going in a rather ostentatious tone.

That look, as if going to Tokyo is such a great event.

"Go to Tokyo, it's really amazing."

The old man's admiring tone also made Kotarou's face show a satisfied expression, a pair of thick eyebrows raised slightly, indescribably proud.

Not only the old man, but even other people in the carriage subconsciously looked at them when they heard Kotaro's voice.

Some people look envious, some look disdainful, and some are expressionless.

But Tiger Taro accepted them all according to the order. In his eyes, they all had the same expression, that is, jealousy.

Bai Chuanfeng smiled wryly, this guy doesn't know what low-key is at all. He had to restrain himself a little when he came to Tokyo, otherwise he would suffer a lot.

Not to mention that the society will teach him to be a human being, he probably won't be so easy to talk to when he encounters extreme Taoism.

"The two little brothers listen to their accents, so they must be locals nearby."

"That's right, dad, we are from Xiaolu Village."

The familiar Tiger Taro has already started talking with the old man.

"Oh, so it's Bambi Village."

"It's not Bambi, it's Xiaolu!"

"I know, I know~ Bambi."

Ever since Disney's Bambi took the world by storm, the name 'Bambi' has become a household name.

Especially RB, who worshiped the West and began to completely westernize after the war, "Bambi" has almost become synonymous with Xiaolu.

But Tiger Taro seems to be a bit uncomfortable with his village being called Bambi.

"It's a deer, not a strange name like Bambi."

"Oh, everyone knows that, Bambi."

"..." Kotaro's thick eyebrows began to twitch again.

Along the way, what Bai Chuanfeng heard was the dispute between Kotaro and the old man. It's a dispute, it's more like a constant emphasis, a constant forgetfulness.

"Ma Dongmei", "Ma what plum?"

Bai Chuanfeng couldn't help but flash the clips from the previous life movie in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Outside the car window, green mountains and green waters pass by quickly. I don't know when I will see such a scene again in the future.

It's just that for most people in the car, this corner of the mountain, even the modern material civilization that has begun to decay, is a detour, and they don't want to patronize.

The beautiful scenery of the hometown, the wide space, the fresh air, and the unpolluted water quality cannot retain those young people.

Now Bai Chuanfeng has also become one of them.

From the car window, he seemed to see the rice pounder singing monotonously on the stream, the farmhouse with cedar bark roof, the terraced fields and the life of oil lamps at night.

As the tram gradually went away, everything in my hometown gradually became blurred, more and more hazy.

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