Central District, Pingjia.

This is a single-family building. It is also worth building such a residence in the central area.

The Pingzhen family is endless, at least in terms of the economic strength represented by this house.

"I'm back."

Change into slippers at the entrance, Hirashima's eyes stared straight ahead, and his tone of speaking was still so calm.

No one at home responded to his greetings. Even though Heimasato knew that his wife should have been in the living room all the time, no one responded to his greetings.

It's like an empty and well-decorated haunted house, and it's like a pitiful one-man show.

Sure enough, the variety show of unknown TV stations was broadcasting on the TV in the living room, which seemed very interesting. From the perspective of Hiramasaki's eyes, it was more interesting than the programs he supervised.

But his wife was chattering with her cell phone and turning a blind eye to the interesting clips that were being played on the TV.

Listening to Hiramasa's greeting, his wife was not even interested in looking up.

Hei Zhensheng slowly walked towards the stairs on the first and second floors, and he probably understood the conversation on his phone.

My wife was discussing something with her second son. Her second son is now in Amei Lika. It is said that she is doing well and has a much better future than her third son.

Japanese people envy Amei Lika's life very much. Being able to obtain Amei Lika's identity is equivalent to ascending to them.

But what does all this have to do with his useless Hei Zhensheng?

"Dang thump."

He walked to the study on the second floor with slippers, and Heimao put the video tape he took back from Iwashi's house on his desk.

There are densely packed objects related to movie art on the table and bookshelf, and a bed is also placed in the study.

There is no big situation or any big situation, he will not sleep with his wife in the same room.

Heimasato also forgot when it started, so he and his wife started to sleep in separate rooms. It seemed to be ten years ago, twenty years ago, or earlier?

It doesn't matter. He gently wiped the decades-old videotape with a towel.

Then he took out the key from his pocket, slowly opened the desk drawer, and took out a photo album from it.

The albums produced in the fifties of Showa are as full of age as videotapes.

The album contains the entire process of filming the video at that time. There are friends in the club and teachers who are also interested in photography. Now everyone has gone their separate ways, even separated by yin and yang, but the album contains more photos of him and Asakusa.

The photos taken during the shooting and private photos are in the background of schools, restaurants, ponds and lakes, all of which are worth remembering.

Hei Shinso took off his glasses and wiped his lenses.

It has been so long since time passed.

"Crash."

The door of the study was suddenly opened roughly. His wife, who had been with her for decades, stood at the door and looked at Hiramaso and the study in disgust: "Jiro just called me and asked you to go to Amei Lika with me after retirement from the group after a while."

"What about this house?" Heimasaki seemed to have not heard his wife's disgust for herself.

What do you look at when you look at your own eyes? It’s not a coarse garbage that is easy to deal with?

“Sell.”

Heimasato was not surprised by this answer: "Let's give all the furniture inside to Saburo, and I'll take some things to Amei Lika."

"Take your useless nostalgia and notes that have been studying for decades but have achieved nothing?" The wife looked at the books filled with books in the study with mocking words.

"..." Ping Zhensheng didn't say anything.

"Don't take all these things, you will have a new life after you arrive at Ah Meilika." His wife didn't even want to walk into this study. "Forget it, the group will retire in a few months."

"I'll contact people within the group and retire when the shooting work is completed. Anyway, there will be no changes in staying in the group. It's better to start a new life as soon as possible."

"Crash!"

The wife closed the door heavily, and the door made a loud noise.

Heimasa continued to flip the album, without too much mood swing because of his wife's words.

After all, even if I was able to work in the TV station back then, I had to rely on my parents' relationship. I wanted to retire early from the group, which means that my wife would use the skills of family relationships in the end.

He said that he is really a waste of money. From the house to the work, he has to rely on his wife's family.

Even with huge relationships behind you, there is no way to go further in the group. I am really a waste of people without talent.

Lock the album into the cabinet, Heimao picked up the video tape and put it under the pillow.

It's late at night, it's time to go to bed.

"Bang bang."

He patted the videotape under the pillow and said softly: "Good night."

The pillow is full of moldy dreams, and there are people who cannot be possessed.

"Master Mito, are we going to continue waiting here?"

Outside the Ping Family House, Qianxia hid sneakily behind the telephone poles.

Can't hide at all!

All my body was exposed outside the telephone pole!

With her strange evasive attitude, even if she had no bad intentions, she would probably be full of suspicion in the eyes of passers-by after evasively.

However, when you see Qianxia's cute appearance, your doubts will be suppressed again.

However, people like Mido Hayato who are not good-looking, even if they just stand on the side of the road and play with their mobile phones, will have the aura of not doing good deeds.

"Go back, today I don't look like I can see any tricks."

Mido Hayato hugged his arm: "Let's come with the island love tomorrow. With her here, you will definitely see if there is any problem."

The island-lost love can see through thousands of eyes, and it has the most advantage in this kind of thing.

There is no ability to absolute waste.

"Okay!" Qianxia jumped out from behind the telephone pole, hugging her arms full of energy.

"Who are you two? What are you doing when you stand at the door of Asako and their house!"

Just as the two were about to leave, an elderly woman with her grandson looked at Mito and Chia suspiciously.

She held her grandson's shoulders as if she wanted to call the police at any time.

Atypical Japanese people are still in the mood to deal with other people's doorsteps.

"Grandma, these two must be dogs, men and women." Grandson pointed at Chika and Mizuto and said, "It is definitely not a serious matter here in the middle of the night!"

"Who taught you to say such impolite words?" Grandma grabbed her grandson's ear.

The conflict instantly moved from Mito and the others to their grandson's mouth.

"We are detectives...well!!"

Mido Hayato covered Chika's big mouth and the detective was so tall!

"We are..." Mizuto Hayato's brow suddenly frowned, remembering what the old woman said just now, "You mean, Asako? Asako?"

"Asako is the mistress of this house and the wife of the Hei family."
Chapter completed!