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Or maybe it’s because of the eldest lady?
I once heard a story that unicorns like pure girls, but I always thought that those who made up the story were old perverts and that it was a completely unfounded rumor. But looking at the girl in front of him, Hachiken felt that the legend might not be all nonsense.
The animals in the forest all like the eldest lady very much. He even suspects that even the plants will smile for Ling.
"Ms. Lingye, you are still so popular with animals!"
"Hehe." Ling also smiled complacently. Watching the cute little pony drinking the goat milk in the bottle with its tongue smacking, it always makes people feel relaxed.
No wonder Sister Aki hates those horse dealers. If you live with these animals day and night, who would be willing to sell them?
At this time, Maria walked into the stable.
"Mr. Hachiken, someone called you in the lobby. It's Aki."
"Aki?" Hachiken asked in surprise. Although he had given the number here to Aki, there should be no telephone on the farm in Hokkaido, otherwise Aki would not have chosen to send a letter ten days ago.
"Ms. Aki left a number for you to call back. Judging from the number segment, it should be a public phone in a telephone booth in Tokyo."
"Tokyo? Okay, I'll be there right away!"
Aki came to Tokyo? And it was so late, it was already past seven in the evening. Without waiting for further thought, Hachiken hurried to the main castle.
Lingye finished the two bottles of goat milk in her hand quickly. She was still a little reluctant, but she didn't know how to mix the milk, and she didn't know how much the foal should eat, so she had to give up in case it got hurt.
"Maria, should we install a few more landline phones at home?"
Although she had a cell phone, she didn't use it often except to contact Chiyo. The only landline was in the living room on the first floor of the main castle. The manor was so large that it was not very convenient to use the phone.
Although a point-pulling machine is more convenient, the technology does not exist in 72.
Hachiken's ranger's hut, Shinomiya and Chef Saiba's lounge, Maria and Butler Mino's rooms, and Reiya's own study, all of these places were equipped with telephones, which would undoubtedly be much more convenient.
In later generations, this would be a matter of course for such a large manor.
"Okay, I understand. I'll contact the phone company right away."
In the 1970s, adding telephone lines was not an easy matter. It was not something that could be done by simply paying money. Even if the government wanted to install a telephone, it would take a long time to get approval.
However, since the master has made a wish, it is the job of the housekeeper and the maid to solve the problem. If they cannot even fulfill the wishes of the young lady, how can they be qualified to call themselves the maid of the Oshima family?
At the same time, Daidoji
After Sakura rang the doorbell, Tomoyo came out to greet her personally.
"Tomoyo, sorry to bother you so late."
"No, it's okay. I'm having dinner right now. Do you want to join us Sakura?"
"Ah, no, no." Sakura waved her hand quickly, "Dad is still waiting for me at home."
Although I told my dad that I wanted to hang out with friends, I also agreed to be home before dinner.
Zhishi didn't force it.
"This is a gift. It's an apple tart made by my mother. It can be served as dessert after dinner."
"Ah, thank you for taking the trouble to deliver it specially." Tomoyo took the gift box of egg tarts from Sakura. The egg tarts had been out of the oven for more than an hour and were still a little warm, and had not passed the best tasting period.
"Did your aunt make this?"
I opened the box and found four egg tarts inside. The berries looked crystal clear. I didn't even need to taste them, the aroma alone was enough to tempt me. Both the color and the smell didn't seem like the work of an amateur chef. Even if they were placed in a dessert shop, they would be sold as a signature item.
"Yes, Mom said that was her best dish, 'Dream-colored Strawberry Tart'. But since there were no strawberries, she used apples instead."
"Yumeiro..." Tomoyo said, "In that case, I only need to take two. Won't you leave two for your father?"
"Ah? But..."
Of course Sakura didn't forget her father, but because her mother didn't allow her to tell her father about her existence, Sakura subconsciously ignored it.
Want to give it to dad?
It’s just two egg tarts, she shouldn’t have broken the agreement with her mother…right?
Sakura hesitated, but Tomoyo made the decision for her first. She took out two egg tarts, closed the box, and put the box with the remaining two egg tarts back into Sakura's hands.
"Since it's a 'Dream Color' egg tart, it should be made for your father."
Chapter 97: Running Away from Home
As the lights come on, the endless stream of cars makes the city bustling.
"It's amazing! If we were in my hometown, everyone would be staying at home waiting to go to bed at this time, right?" Aki leaned against the railing on the side of the road, looking at the night scene with curiosity and confusion that she had never seen since she was born.
This is Tokyo, a city that every rural kid has at least dreamed of. It's like a pilgrimage in the corner of their hearts, and the "holy place" they are pilgrimage to is the prosperity that the kids living in Hokkaido can't even imagine.
She came here. She came to Tokyo. Even now that she had actually set foot on this land, Aki still felt a sense of unreality.
Despite feeling sorry for the fare, Hachixuan hurried over in a taxi, and this was the scene he saw.
Very beautiful.
"I really envy you, Hachiken."
"Envy?" Hachiken said in confusion, listening to Aki's nonsense. Shouldn't he explain why he appeared in Tokyo, more than 1400 kilometers away from Hokkaido?
Aki did not explain. She still leaned against the railing, looking at the city that seemed to be made of neon lights under the night sky, and talked about unrelated things.
"Remember when we were in agricultural school? That day we found an abandoned brick oven in the woods. And you made pizza for everyone."
Yes, of course I remember. Although that was nearly ten years ago.
At that time, they were still studying in the agricultural school. Hachiken always stood out from the crowd because he was a child from the big city. He had no farm to inherit and had never even seen a farm since he was a child.
Just because he was struggling to suffocate in the sea of books and questions, and his GPA was still difficult to improve, he gave up and applied for an agricultural school that had almost no requirements for grades. After a moment of impulse, his parents could not understand him, so he became more and more withdrawn and went alone to a world he had never been to.
There, he was like an idiot who knew nothing. Farming, feeding horses, raising pigs, slaughtering, processing dairy products, the daily life of his classmates was accustomed to, but he had never touched it. Among his classmates, he was like a moron. Even if he learned all that knowledge, he didn't know where to use it in the future - because his family didn't have a farm.
But that day, a small opportunity made Hachiken stand out. They found an abandoned stone oven in the school forest, and then Hachiken said that sentence -
“Can this be used to make pizza?”
It was just an unintentional remark on his part, but it caused the entire school, from the newly enrolled students to the teachers and the principal, to be excited.
Pizza?
According to legend, this mysterious food is only known by name, and many people don’t even have a basic concept of it! It’s a foreign thing. For these kids who were born in the countryside of Hokkaido in the 1940s and 1950s, the city is already out of reach. Foreign countries are like fairy tales, a concept completely independent of dimension.
It's just like talking about things on alien planets; it's beyond reality.
So that day, the originally "retard" Hachiken became the omnipotent God in everyone's eyes!
Because he had only tried it a few times in Western restaurants and his knowledge was limited and no different from that of other students, he actually baked a pizza feast for the whole school.
No one knew if that "pizza" was really pizza, but what did it matter? No one except Hachiken had ever eaten it or seen it. As long as everyone thought it was, then it was.
Ten years have passed, but Hachiken still remembers it vividly. Others remember it because it was their first time eating pizza. Hachiken still remembers it vividly because he seemed to have made a mistake with the ingredients - but no one knew this. It was a pizza party that satisfied the whole school, without any flaws.
Pizza is just that and has to be just that.
"I came from Hokkaido because I wanted to take the Shinkansen. Previously, the Shinkansen only had a route from Tokyo to Osaka, but recently the route to Aomori was opened, so I wanted to take a ride."
Aomori is the closest city to Hokkaido across the sea from Honshu Island.
"So you came to Tokyo by Shinkansen?"
"Yes, I started from the farm in Hokkaido, took a long-distance bus to Hokusha, and then took a ferry across the strait to Aomori. From Aomori, I took the Shinkansen to Tokyo."
No wonder she is not near the airport, but here. Hachiken glanced at the Shinkansen Tokyo Station not far away.
The reason Aki gave is not surprising, as many people dream of taking a Shinkansen ride.
I remember that a few years ago, a TV series called "Shinkansen Love Story" was filmed. It's hard to explain this complex, but the maglev Shinkansen can always be perfectly integrated with words like love, longing, and the future. After all, it is the crystallization of the top civilian technology of this era, giving people the feeling of crossing the tide of the times.
This seems to be another 'once in a lifetime' series of pilgrimages.
"how do you feel?"
"Yeah, it's pretty good. The carriage is very clean, just like something out of a science fiction movie..." Aki knew that Hachiken was asking about her feeling of riding the Shinkansen, so she answered. But after a moment's hesitation, she still told the truth, "It's not that good actually. It seems that apart from the faster speed and less bumps, there's nothing special about it."
"Right? I think so too." Hachiken agreed, "Just like pizza isn't actually that delicious."
It's just some kind of complex. It's nothing big if you look at it with a normal attitude.
"That's not right. The pizza is delicious. I still remember the taste from ten years ago. So this is the second thing I did when I came to Tokyo. Hachiken, please treat me to a Western meal? I've never tasted real Western food."
"what?"
"And then the third thing - I actually ran away from home."
"Huh?" Hachiken was still in shock for a moment. When he realized what Aki meant, his voice rose eight octaves, "Run away from home!"
But in this noisy environment, it was drowned out by the noise of cars.
"My father had to sell these two ponies. We had a quarrel and I ran away. I'm begging you to take them in."
Aki's tone was calm, as if she was talking about a light-hearted topic, and Hachiken didn't know how to respond.
He just stared blankly at the traffic, considering the possibility of sending Aki back to Hokkaido from Tokyo. Otherwise, he would be torn apart alive by Aki's father!
When Sakura returned home from the bus stop, her father had already prepared dinner.
Dinner was her favorite hamburger meat, which can be considered a kind of Western food. However, eating Western food in a Western restaurant always gives people the feeling of a "candlelight dinner". If it is a young man and a young woman of similar age, it is definitely a date.
The dining table at home certainly doesn’t feel that way.
"I'm gonna start now!"
Sakura chewed the hamburger meat with a mouthful of it, feeling satisfied. Actually, she wasn't, because she had other things on her mind, so she didn't even care about the taste of the hamburger meat. She kept looking at the box she brought back next to her seat.
"What's wrong? What's in that box?" Fujitsuya noticed that Sakura was absent-minded.
"Ah, that, actually, it's the dessert I brought back from Reiya's house. There are two apple tarts."
Sakura was a little confused, she couldn't sort out her feelings. But Fujitsu didn't care, he just thought Sakura wanted to eat dessert.
"It's OK to have dessert, but it should be after you finish your main meal."
"No, I've already eaten my portion. This is for Dad."
"For me?" Teng Long was a little surprised, but also a little happy. No matter what, it was comforting that the little girl remembered him. This thought was enough.
"Eat it yourself. Dad doesn't like dessert."
"You're lying, obviously...ah" Sakura stopped talking. Even if her father asked, she would not continue.
[Mother Mingming said that was Dad’s favorite egg tart.]