Mr. Hat who was forced to lose his memory

After buying groceries and returning home, Nakahara Zhongya just opened the door with the key when a white puppy heard the movement and rushed out of the yard immediately, wagging its tail enthusiastically at him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also squatted down and hooked its chin, with a smile in his eyes: "Boqi, are you being good at home today? Don't bully Xiaoyu."

The puppy barked aggrievedly, as if saying that he did not bully Xiaoyu, it was Xiaoyu who bullied it.

Xiaoyu is a cat picked up by her adoptive father. It is completely black, except for its chin, abdomen and feet, which are white.It has a quiet personality and likes to stay at home. It often appears and disappears in every corner of the house, as if it is patrolling its own territory.

Nakahara first opened a can of his favorite canned tuna for Xiaoyu, and was thanked by Xiaoyu's friendly rubbing of his trouser legs.He didn't neglect Boqi either, and also added some dog food to its bowl.After solving the food problem for the cat and the dog, Nakahara Nakaya went to wash his hands, put on his apron and started cooking.

Scrambled eggs with tomato, boiled vegetables... and porridge with preserved egg and lean meat.Because Zhong Yuanzhong often cooks by himself, he is more comfortable with these dishes, and his adoptive father even praised that his cooking tastes good.

In fact, his adoptive father's cooking skills are also very good, but it's a pity that he is too busy on weekdays and often works overtime all night. Zhongyuan Zhongye can eat his dishes two or three times a month, which is not bad.

"I am back."

The adoptive father's voice came from the entrance. After changing his shoes, he walked into the living room.Zhong Yuan Zhong also just brought up the dishes. Hearing this, he showed a smile: "Welcome back, father."

The visitor took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger, and changed into his usual light-colored kimono.He sat down in front of the dinner table, said something and took a few mouthfuls after I started, and asked Nakahara Chuya how he was doing today.

"It went well. I met a nice aunt in the supermarket today. She invited me to visit her house when I had time. Her son is about the same age as me."

"It's good, and it doesn't hurt to meet some new friends."

Xiaoyu ate and drank enough, jumped into Nakahara Chuya's arms, found a comfortable place, and then lay down, meowing a few times in satisfaction. This scene made her adoptive father laugh a little.

"It likes you very much."

"Of course, I'm responsible for feeding the canned tuna on weekdays." Nakahara didn't drive the cat out, but the bowls couldn't be cleaned after meals.So the adoptive father took over the job, piled up the dishes and placed them in the kitchen sink.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hugged the cat on the sofa in the living room, stroking Xiaoyu's thick fur that was obviously well-bred, and his eyes fell on a photo standing on the small table.

That photo was taken in front of Arahatsu Shrine in Mount Shita in Aomori Prefecture, and Nakahara Chuya's earliest memories in his life started from that place.

And his later adoptive father, that is, Honda Ju, picked up him who was ignorant and ignorant at that place, and took his first photo.

There is a wall in their living room covered with countless photos.Nakahara Chuya paid attention to all kinds of people in the photos when he was bored at home alone.

It seems that because of the nature of his work, his adoptive father mostly knows people from all over the world, so many photos are of him with people of various skin colors.

But only two people have the most photos with Honda Ju.

One of them was a blond, blue-eyed young Westerner who looked to be in his mid-twenties, wearing thin-rimmed glasses.The most eye-catching thing is that there is a straight hair on his head, which adds a bit of vitality to him, and he looks like a very sunny college student.

The other has an Asian face and long hair, tied with a rubber band to form a small whip.Zhong Yuanzhong also knew this person. Honda Ju once introduced him to him as his friend, Wang Yao, who came from China.

When he first met Wang Yao in person, Wang Yao happened to be traveling in Japan, so he temporarily stayed at Honda Ju's house.Knowing that Nakahara was also adopted by Honda Chrysanthemum, his eyes widened in surprise.

"What's your name, how old are you?" That Wang Yao squatted down in front of him and asked gently in Japanese.

"なかはらちゅうや." At that time, Nakahara Chuya was only seven years old, his memory was less than a year old, and he was not very good at writing Chinese characters, so he used hiragana instead of writing on paper.

However, Wang Yao understood the meaning of each pseudonym after only reading it once. He took the child's hand and added four neat Chinese characters below: "Zhongyuan Zhongye (zhōngyuánzhōngyě)...Zhongye, the world Big book. It's good, I like your name."

During the short stay at Honda Chrysanthemum's house for a few days, Wang Yao often took Nakahara Chu to play around Japan, from Hokkaido in the north to Okinawa in the south, and they have been to almost all the famous cities.Because Honda Ju has a job, he is willing to let someone temporarily take care of the child for a few days. Anyway, that guy likes children very much.

"Japan is fun, isn't it Chuya?"

Two people, one big and one small, sat on the steps of the park, not far from the fountain that played music.Zhong Yuanzhong also gnawed on the roasted sweet potato that Wang Yao bought for him, but was accidentally scalded until he stuck out his tongue.Hearing this question, he looked up at the long-haired young man with black hair who had been with him for a few days, and nodded seriously.

"Then do you want to come to China to play? Candied haws, roast duck, rice rolls, meat buns, etc. There are many delicious foods in China." Wang Yao winked at him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought for a while, then nodded again: "Yes."

"Haha, good boy, good boy. Come to China to play with me when you grow up, it's agreed!" Wang Yao rubbed the child's soft short hair in a good mood, and then conjured up a panda doll like a magic trick , Stuffed it into the arms of Zhongya Zhongyuan, "Dangdang! This doll was caught by me playing with the claw machine just now, and its name is Gungun! You can take it home."

"Very cute." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at this naive panda doll. The name Wang Yao chose is very appropriate, round and round, quite cute. "Thanks."

"My family has a giant panda, Gungun. When you come to China, I can let you hug it——ah, but be careful not to be crushed to death by it. After all, it is so big, and the more you raise it, the fatter it will be. Bamboo is almost out of supply..." At the end, Wang Yao's tone was tinged with depression.

Obviously, this giant panda was so cute when he was a child, and he was so soft that he couldn't crawl, but how did he suddenly grow in size like eating Jin Kela? His small wallet was almost on the verge of bankruptcy just to support it.

...Although his boss had suggested to return the panda that could do nothing but show cuteness and eat, Wang Yao beat up the dragon, and then hugged the panda that he thought was too big. Let go: "It's impossible! Gun Gun is my son!"

The boss looked tired: ... Then don't complain to me every day that this prodigal bastard eats up your property, and then keep asking me for money to grow bamboo.

The days of relaxation are always short.After the tour, Wang Yao sent Nakahara Nakaya back to Tokyo as promised—his vacation was over, and he was going back to China to continue working.

At that time, he complained to Nakahara Zhongya like this: "That boss is simply inhumane! He told me 996 to go to work every day and said it was a blessing. I think he just wanted to squeeze the labor force..."

Honda Ju said lightly: "I know a friend who has a classic saying 'As long as I don't go to get off work, it means I'm not at work'."

Wang Yao couldn't help laughing: "007, social animal, too social animal!"

Seeing the reluctance in Zhongye Zhongye's eyes, Wang Yao squatted down and gently touched the child's head, and said that the agreement would always be valid, and he was welcome to play with him in China when he grows up.

The panda doll that Wang Yao gave back then is still placed on the bedside by Zhongyuan Zhongye.

...Although he didn't have much chance to go to China to play later.

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