For him, there are more choices at this time.

There are ways to eat in the park, and there are also benefits outside the garden, and it will directly affect the activities in the afternoon.

If he was in the park, he would usually go to the cafe in Zhai Palace to eat some Western-style light meals.

He is not picky, and he doesn't mind whether the sandwich or macaroni tastes authentic. The key is to eat it easily and conveniently.

It's not like when he went to Tan Gong Restaurant, even if he said, "Keep it simple, don't take too much trouble."

But Zhang Shihui always served him in a counter-intuitive manner. Every time, he brought him at least four or eight plates and a bottle of wine, saying "It's just a light meal. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for waiting on you."

To be honest, an old man of his age doesn't have much appetite in summer.

Lunch is actually just a bowl of noodles, a few fried dumplings, or a bowl of lotus leaf porridge, and a few steamed buns, which is enough to satisfy your appetite.

This is the same for both Chinese and Japanese people.

Looking at a table full of dazzling dishes but not being able to eat them, and having to throw them away in waste, I feel really sinful and would blame myself for such extravagance.

So he didn't dare to go there anymore. He usually just drank a little coffee at noon to fill his stomach.

As for lunch after dinner, the weather was getting hotter and he was sweating every time he moved, so it was hard for him to go shopping.

At this time, he would mostly go to the teahouse in Beishen Kitchen or the teahouse outside the east gate.

Those places are all well chosen and have a nice breeze.

I want a pot of tea, eat a few pieces of watermelon, and listen to a folk art show. It couldn't be more comfortable.

Let’s wait until we avoid the poisonous sun before two o’clock before talking about anything else.

It doesn't really matter if he doesn't understand those programs.

Because whether it is a drum or a musical instrument, there are rhythms, tunes and singing styles.

To him, those special and melodious rhythms were nothing more than an exotic opera, and he didn't even need to know what to sing to appreciate it.

And he also likes to flip through newspapers in this melodious atmosphere, and maybe use a pen to write an article or two in the notebook he brought.

He now writes almost every day to record in detail everything he experienced in the capital.

Since he doesn't want to forget such a beautiful life here easily, he also wants to return to Tokyo and tell those who make him fear the capital - they don't know this city too well. The capital of China is far more interesting and enjoyable than what they know.

Yes, Beijing is actually a very magical place.

And after 2:30 in the afternoon, he can go outside again.

At this time, he would either go to a second-hand bookstall or a second-hand goods stall, and almost every time he would bring something back.

He couldn't tell whether it was because of his son-in-law's influence that he had indeed begun to like Chinese culture.

It was because both Ning Weimin and Kang Shude were fond of collecting art and antiques that he consciously followed their hobbies.

Anyway, when doing this, he did feel a kind of cultural fun, and he did gain something.

Just like today, he found some original Japanese books from the war period on the bookstall, and also took a fancy to a porcelain pillow in the shape of a cat.

It only cost him more than 50 yuan to buy them all, but he knew that these books alone could cost at least 50,000 yen when brought back to Japan.

The cat-shaped porcelain pillow is his favorite thing. In fact, it has nothing to do with money. Whether it is used for taking a nap or as an interesting decoration, he is very satisfied.

Just like that, he rode his bicycle back home contentedly.

However, this beautiful day is far from over, but has just begun.

Because he knew that when he returned to Yunyuan, there would be a dinner full of reunion happiness waiting for him.

This meal is the most crowded time, and people who were busy during the day will come back.

Whether it was Kang Shude, Jiang Nianyun, his son-in-law Ning Weimin, or his wife and daughter, everyone would not be absent. They would all gather together under the canopy in the courtyard to have this dinner.

Perhaps the dinner was not very sumptuous by banquet standards.

Maybe it's just some home-cooked meals like pancakes, mixed tofu, fried eggs, fried mushrooms, winter melon ball soup, etc., but the feeling of getting everyone together, drinking some wine and chatting is the best.

And after dinner, as usual, we would sit in the yard to enjoy the cool air and talk.

When it gets dark, the ceiling above your head is opened, and a little starlight will shine among the lotus leaves. The cool breeze will also send fireflies to the shed, and like the stars falling, the tuberose will gradually release its fragrance.

Come and further exaggerate the romance of summer nights.

This kind of family happiness is actually what the elderly need and yearn for most.

Especially for him, it is rarely available in Japan, so it is extremely precious.

Therefore, how can he be unhappy? How can he still be unhappy?

He didn't know what heaven would be like, but judging from his life experience of most of his life, the few days he spent in the capital were like being in heaven.

This kind of capital city is really great. Not only is it fun, lively and lively everywhere, it makes this old city seem to be full of magic, and it also gives him happiness that he could never imagine in Japan.

Don't look at it. Maybe I can only sit with my wife and daughter for a few hours after meals every day.

But the amazing thing is that his relationship with them has never been so harmonious and harmonious.
Chapter completed!