Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 316
The status of women in Japan is not high.

In Japan, the structure of a family seems to have continued the style of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Men work hard outside and shoulder the burden of the entire family.

Moreover, Japan has entered into the "advance consumption" economic model ahead of schedule, and the cost of living and pressure are very high.

Once a woman gets married, she naturally needs to be responsible for the internal affairs of the family.

Let men focus on work and make money to support their families.

So, in Japan, machismo thrives.

Haruko's family is a very common one among many middle-class white-collar families.

The reason why I work part-time at an izakaya is also because the industry is in recession.

Strictly speaking, it is actually because men are not capable enough to support their families.

I had to let my wife work another job.

It’s still this kind of service work that pleases people with appearance.

The man is under pressure to let his pretty wife go out to deal with the drunk.

But I am afraid that I may accidentally greet my colleagues or boss.

The former is fine, but if it is the latter, if he covets her beauty and has evil thoughts...

The man couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be forced to send Haruko to his boss's bed.

In such a mood, the man's pressure doubles.

The mentality gradually became distorted.

Especially during this period when Haruko 'disappeared' silently for several days.

He found that his boss was also on a business trip.

The first day made him restless, and the next day he was anxious and even had the idea of ​​turning over the table, but he thought about the mortgage and the pressure of life...

On the third day, he realized it.

I also ran to the izakaya.

That's where he accidentally discovered the wife of one of his colleagues working.

then……

He thought his boss had found Haruko, so he found his colleague's wife in revenge...

Wear it with a hat.

I have to say that Japanese men are most likely a bit twisted.

Haruko actually didn't consider the issue of divorce.

Japanese women usually get married, especially those like Haruko.

It’s easy to lose touch with society.

Apart from working in some part-time Japanese service industries, I can no longer live independently.

It takes a lot of courage and persistence to stand up again with a bent spine.

Haruko is a weak woman, she definitely doesn't have it.

But when she has a huge amount of money, she can have enough food and clothing for a long time.

He saw his nominal husband standing at the door of his house with his arms around another woman.

Home, for Haruko, is her safe haven and private territory.

How could other women, except her husband, be allowed to set foot there freely?

Although I had not been unfaithful to my husband, that was in a hotel, not at home.

This is a huge insult.

It was hard for Haruko to accept.

A certain heartstring was deliberately struck.

So, divorce.

Haruko firmly chose to divorce her husband.

The separation of two people best reflects each other's character.

Haruko even took only one suitcase from her original home.

However, divorce was a heavy blow to Haruko's ex-husband.

According to Japanese law, the ex-husband still needs to be responsible for Haruko's living expenses until Haruko gets married again or voluntarily gives up.

A man without financial means, but unable to control his own affairs, has no choice but to bear this painful blow silently.

Perhaps, the man who left Haruko would be devastated by this incident.

Will the straight spine just bend?
Haruko lived alone for a while.

After settling down, she had no intention of looking for a job.

Even the top celebrity Izakaya who used to work part-time to supplement family income decisively gave up.

Because Qingzi now has no worries about food and clothing.

Not only is the basic living expenses automatically credited to her account every month, but Wei Ping'an also left her a huge amount of wealth.

Michiko also helped her.

I don’t know if it’s because of the comrades who fought against Japan together.

Haruko bought a house in a prosperous area of ​​Tokyo.

Although it is only a little over 50 square meters, in Tokyo where land is at a premium, it is already a luxury house.

Many white-collar families of three or four may live in just over 20 to 30 square meters.

Haruko just spent some time cleaning up her room and adapting to the new environment.

But every time the evening comes, or when a single woman is physically and mentally empty.

Haruko couldn't help but think of a strong and muscular figure.

The hard touch, perfect muscle lines and contours made her obsessed.

Get deeper and deeper.

In the end, Haruko decided not to sit still and wait for death.

She set off.

Fly to Hong Kong.

Searching for the person she thought of so many times in her dreams.

The man who, after making her feel pain and happiness, abandoned her and returned to Hong Kong without contact again.

The psychology of Japanese men is abnormal and twisted.

And what about Japanese women?
Well...it's not much better anyway.

The idea seems to be quite strange.

He was obviously the one being held hostage, but instead he greeted the man.

I'm not sure whether it's because I know the taste from the marrow, or I'm born with a bit of masochism in my genes.

Like a moth to a flame, I packed a small suitcase and set off.

Before leaving, Haruko specially had her hair styled.

Make her look more cute and cute.

Overall, the doll is the same.

So kawaii.

……

Wei Pingan met Qingzi when he returned to the low-rent building early the next morning.

At that time, she was huddled in front of Wei Ping'an's house, sitting on the ground with her back against the door, holding her knees with her hands.

There was a trace of drool on the black stockings.

Wei Pingan felt a little numb when he first saw it.

Why did this Japanese girl come here?

Could it be... Pregnant?

Chasing your husband thousands of miles away?

To be honest, Wei Ping'an really didn't want to leave a seed in Little Japan.

No matter what their identity or genes, they are not worthy at all.

"Cough cough."

Wei Pingan coughed twice, waking up Qingzi.

Haruko looked up.

The sleepy eyes and slightly messy bun make this little girl look even more anime-like.

In his previous life, Wei Pingan was deeply baptized by Japanese cartoons when he was a child.

This scene seemed to make him feel a little familiar.

I almost blurted out, do you have a brother named Takenori Akagi?

It is said that Wei Ping'an didn't think of Qingzi as a person at all during that time. Apart from knowing that her name was Qingzi, he didn't even ask for her full name.

I planned to use it for a few days and then throw it away.

Like disposable contact lenses.

But who would have thought that it would develop towards quarterly, yearly or even longer-term use...

"How did you know I lived here?"

Come to the house.

Wei Ping'an didn't take Qingzi to the luxuriously decorated house, but to an ordinary Hong Kong-style room.

Instead, he poured her a glass of water.

Like a little quail, Qingzi secretly looked at Wei Ping'an's room.

Not seeing any trace of a woman, I suddenly felt a little relaxed.

He stood up, took the cup with both hands, bowed and thanked him, then sat back down again holding the cup in his two little hands.

The gesture of holding his hands up reminded Wei Ping'an of Qingzi kneeling in front of him, with her head raised and her eyes lowered, intoxicated... uh...

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"This is what Wei Jun wrote in the message he left at the hotel. I have no other choice but to come here." This silly woman.

You can find a hotel to stay and sleep for one night, and then come over to find it. What's the point of having to be welded to death at the door all the time?

If it weren't for the 600-round battle between Kowloon and Repulse Bay Villa last night.

Wei Ping'an never thought about coming back to the low-rent building to take a rest today.

It's not that I'm physically tired, but it's just that repeating the same thing for too long can be a bit boring.

Always clean up and do something else.

After all, life is not just the mediocrity in front of you, but also poetry and distance.

After playing in the countryside and riding a horse, it is also a good pleasure to return home, turn on the TV and taste the purity of Japanese animation.

No?
Although he is passive, Wei Pingan still knows how to enjoy life.

"Did you come here for a trip, or did you simply want to come see me?"

This is actually already obvious.

Just travel thousands of miles to send something like that.

Haruko raised her head and blinked with her big eyes.

"I have been divorced. This time I came to join Wei Jun. Please don't dislike me, Jun Wei."

Wei Pingan pursed his lips.

Is it less?

Shouldn't there be something like "Please feel free to taste it" at the end?

no way.

There is no reason not to open your mouth and chew the meat that is brought to your mouth.

So two minutes later, Haruko arrived at the luxuriously decorated large room.

Being carried in.

She once again touched the man's hard muscles and felt the hardness and dominance.

Intoxicated again.

In fact, before Qingzi set off, she considered that the worst outcome was that Wei Ping'an had a family in Hong Kong.

Then she must persist.

You should never guess the thoughts of little Japanese women.

They become so stubborn that they are even afraid of the word stubborn itself.

It was said that Qingzi's ex-husband cheated on her and brought a woman home, and Qingzi immediately couldn't help but want a divorce.

And after she got divorced, she could obviously live a life without worries about food and clothing, but she came to Hong Kong with her luggage.

Before coming here, I had planned to find this 'married man', even if it was to rent an apartment nearby, to accompany me silently, and to get together occasionally.

This seems contradictory.

But don't forget.

Wei Pingan brought her feelings and experiences that her ex-husband had never given her.

As long as you have this little bit of control over this Japanese girl, it's enough to make her flock to her.

After all, the Japanese environment has influenced them in this regard since childhood.

In other aspects, Wei Pingan is also good enough.

So good that Haruko forgets everything she knows and flies into the flames.

Always take it slow.

This sleep was very sweet.

When he woke up, he found that his calves were being kneaded by a pair of small hands.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Haruko kneeling beside his legs, massaging herself hard.

The shoulder-length short hair is tucked behind the ears, revealing a fair profile, a pretty curved nose, and a small, small mouth with a hint of stubbornness...

The hair on the other side hung down, swaying slightly as she exerted her strength.

What does it feel like to have a little maid?

Feeling Wei Ping'an wake up.

Qingzi turned her head and smiled at Wei Ping'an.

His eyes were narrowed into crescent moons, his eyelashes were very long, and the corners of his mouth curved upward in a beautiful arc.

Under the sun, Haruko looks like a girl coming out of an anime.

Well, Haruko's skin is too white, and it feels like water can flow out of it just by pinching it.

Although his surname will be Wei from now on, he was designated as Chimu in the past and has not run away.

"Wei Jun, you're awake, do you want to get up?"

Beside the pillow were pajamas, neatly folded.

Qingzi turned into a personal maid and served Wei Pingan to dress. The bathroom was open, so Wei Pingan could see Qingzi trotting to squeeze out toothpaste for him.

A little hobbled, obviously...hehehehe.

"Okay, I'll do it myself. You go put on your clothes first."

A kawaii little woman running around in front of him, what does this mean?
The deep temptation to wake up in the middle of the day?
3 minute later.

Wei Pingan looked at Haruko who was wearing a tight kimono that was obviously two sizes too small in front of him.

lost in thought.

It's hollow.

"Are you planning to go out like this?"

"Hey, do you want to go out?"

Haruko's cheeks immediately turned red.

I wasn't blushing when I was doing that before, and I wasn't blushing when I was running around to serve Wei Ping'an just now, but I blushed shyly after saying this.

What kind of logic?
Wei Pingan was quite speechless.

I feel that if I carry such a personal secretary with me, I need to think carefully about it.

I don't feel very smart.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Wei Ping'an pointed at Qingzi's lower abdomen.

Gollum...

It's like a switch has been turned on.

Haruko started picking up her scattered clothes from the ground like a little raccoon.

The suitcase is still outside. She only brought two pairs of regular clothes with her. The remaining clothes in the suitcase were all prepared for Wei Ping'an.

She has a lot of ideas.

After all, it is the birthplace of female action movies.

I thought it would be like the previous hotel room in Japan, where I would continue when I woke up.

I didn’t expect to go to eat.

Haruko felt a little happy while changing her clothes.

It's different from the previous feeling, but why do I feel happier?
The place to eat is Seng Kee Tea Restaurant.

The second sister returned to her usual smile.

After all, we are in business, so it is strange that we can do business well if we keep a low profile.

She still has to rely on this tea restaurant to support her three daughters. Without a man, she has to persevere even more.

Moreover, Chen Xiaosheng is about to graduate, and life will be much easier as a police officer.

The police income in Hong Kong is very high.

Absolutely high-income group.

"Second sister, as per the old rules, add another pineapple to the fried rice."

Qingzi was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, following Wei Pingan step by step, constantly looking left and right.

There was curiosity in his eyes.

The second sister immediately took a liking to this beautiful girl.

In fact, the feeling should be 'cute'.

Even women can't resist the natural charm of long eyelashes.

"This girl is..."

"A friend of mine came from Japan."

"Oh, I thought it was..."

The second sister quickly covered her mouth.

She was an outspoken person, and Wei Ping'an didn't take it seriously.

In fact, the second sister thought this girl was Wei Ping'an's daughter.

I was just curious that such a handsome young man like Wei Ping'an could have such a big daughter, who would have to give birth to a child before she was fourteen or five years old.

I didn't expect that she was not a little girl at all, she just looked small.

Qingzi doesn't understand Chinese very well, and she only has Wei Ping'an in her eyes.

As soon as she sat down, Haruko started busy.

After the waiter brought the dishes and chopsticks, Qingzi would wipe them carefully and help Wei Pingan put them neatly again.

It's like having obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The second sister and the customers in the store looked at each other and clicked their tongues.

It costs nothing to go to Japan from Hong Kong, and ordinary people also go there to visit, and it is very common for Japanese people to come to Hong Kong.

Although they were not surprised, the beautiful little Japanese woman who served her so considerately really opened their eyes.

If I could have such a beautiful woman to serve me, I wouldn't change it for an emperor.

For a moment, the entire space of Sheng Kee Tea Restaurant felt a bit sour.

(End of this chapter)