Night’s Nomenclature - Chapter 510
[Four hundred and ninety-five, the little girl in the snow country]
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If only sniping more than 20 people, of course, is not enough to make the mysterious business department nervous.
However, a Joker can make the entire mysterious business unit face a formidable enemy.
After all, when Joker appeared last time, it almost pulled out the foundation of the gods in Western Europe, and even the time walkers of the Kashima Consortium suffered heavy losses.
Everything that happened at the airport quickly spread on the Internet because the public opinion was not controlled at the beginning.
Too many tourists took videos with their cellphones, and even airport surveillance footage was leaked.
Before the Nohi bus arrived in Shirakawa-go, Gifu Prefecture, other tourists on the bus had already read the news.
Qing Chen sat quietly in the last row. Although the rotation speed of the two Rubik’s cubes in his hand slowed down, it never stopped.
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He listened to the passengers in the car discussing why killers can use other people’s hair to kill people, and he said that using hair is only because it is the best weapon to find. when you don’t feel pain.
Moreover, this way, there is no need to study the health care manual for middle-aged people like Master.
The bus drove through the long mountain road and entered the snow country.
Every winter, Shirakawa-go is covered with snow, and the snow can even reach one meter deep. The whole world seems to be immersed in a fairy tale.
There is also a traditional ‘gassho-style’. The so-called ‘gassho-style’ is a thatched cottage with a herringbone roof. Dozens of ‘gassho-style buildings’ are connected together. The roof is covered with thick white snow, and oil paintings cannot describe the beauty of this place. .
In summer, heavy hikers will set off from here, traversing the entire difficult ‘Little Northern Alps Route’.
In autumn, there is a turbid sake festival, and the people of Shirakawa-go invite tourists to drink a cup of turbid sake mixed with rice.
In winter, skiers come here to rent a family hot spring hotel, ski during the day and soak in the hot spring at night.
After Qingchen got off the bus with a backpack almost as tall as a person, he followed the map to find the family hot spring hotel he had rented.
In this snow country, a narrow stone path was cleared by the locals, and the road was covered with snow that was close to the height of a person, like an alternative ‘winding path leading to seclusion’.
But when Qingchen came to the hot spring hotel he rented, he was stunned.
Just because the snow in front of other hot spring hotels has been swept away, only this small hot spring hotel still has thick snow in front of the door.
In fact, when he rented here, the other hotels were almost fully booked, but this hot spring hotel was not of interest.
Qingchen looked at the reviews of the hot spring hotel at that time, and the results were almost all negative reviews.
“The old lady in this hot spring hotel can’t cook, and the food is hard to eat and hard to swallow.”
“The temperature of the hot spring is not enough.”
“The hygiene in the hotel is not very good.”
There are several such bad reviews.
But Qingchen didn’t care. After all, he wasn’t here for vacation. No matter how difficult the conditions were, it wouldn’t be more difficult than the A02 secret military base.
He stepped over the waist-deep snow, stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door.
The wooden door opened quickly, and a **-year-old girl stood at the door and looked at Qingchen.
Qingchen said in Japanese: “Hello, I’m a tenant.”
The little girl immediately said enthusiastically: “Oni-chan! You are finally here, come in quickly!”
Having said that, the little girl hurriedly brought Qingchen slippers, and even took out a soft short broom made of straw, and gently patted the dust on Qingchen’s body.
This makes Qingchen feel very strange, why is a **-year-old girl working in a hot spring hotel that is currently operating?
Where have the grown-ups gone?
However, after seeing the little girl asking Qingchen to sit down in the living room, she carefully brought out a cup of hot tea from the kitchen.
She handed it to Qingchen before carefully explaining: “Oni-chan, I’m sorry, because my grandma fell ill a few days ago, so I couldn’t get up to clean the snow, and I couldn’t do these things to serve tourists… Are you hungry? I will prepare meals for you.
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Qing Chen didn’t speak, just nodded slightly.
He saw the little girl carrying a small chair into the kitchen.
The other party stood on a small chair, struggling to cook the fire, fry fish, make thick egg yaki, and prepare miso soup.
The way of working is not proficient, and I think I have just learned it for a long time.
That hard-working look has a strength that doesn’t match his age.
Qing Chen watched silently, a little dazed.
The little girl is very delicate, with thick hair, fluffy and cute.
The clothes on her body are very old, and there is a workbook next to the dining table in the living room. It seems that the other party is writing homework before Qingchen arrives.
He heard weak breathing in one of the bedrooms inside, accompanied by coughing from time to time, which should be the little girl’s grandmother.
“What’s wrong with your grandmother,” Qingchen asked.
The little girl was silent for a while, then turned around and squeezed out a smile and said, “Oni-chan, grandma has lung cancer and is not contagious, don’t worry.”
Qing Chen didn’t speak anymore, but he probably understood something.
So, in fact, the bad reviews that the tourists gave before were all because the little girl’s grandmother was in bad health a long time ago, so she couldn’t manage the hot spring hotel with all her might.
And the little girl looked cautiously, like Qingchen herself when she was a child.
Like a weed, it grows savagely but stubbornly.
She tried her best to show enthusiasm, and then kept Qingchen.
Under normal circumstances, the guests of the hot spring hotel only rent for two or three days. It is rare to have a guest who rents for a month like her. The little girl is afraid that because of her neglect, Qingchen will change to another hot spring hotel.
So even though it was the first time they met, the little girl used a more cordial name like “Ouni sauce”.
This has to be a very close brother to get the title.
Qing Chen took out two third-order Rubik’s Cubes again and turned them slowly.
This is no longer a dual purpose. When he was ‘recovering’ the Rubik’s Cube, he was still thinking about the situation of the little girl and the hot spring hotel.
I don’t know where the little girl’s parents have gone, so that the other party has to learn to please customers at a young age and take on everything that the other party should not have assumed.
After a while, the little girl returned to the table with the tray.
She slowly put the tray on the table, and then tentatively asked: “Oni-chan, have you seen the evaluation of our hotel on the Internet…”
Qing Chen nodded: “I see.”
The little girl lowered her head: “We have nothing to do, but can I ask you not to change the hotel, I can wash your clothes for you, and I will wash it very clean!”
Qing Chen shook his head: “No, thank you.”
“Oh……”
He picked up the rice in front of him and took a bite of the fried fish, which was salty.
Extra salty.
The little girl stared at Qingchen to eat, for fear that Qingchen would say that it was not delicious.
However, to her surprise, the elder brother in front of him didn’t say anything, and he ate all the food seriously, and there was nothing left.
Seeing that Qingchen ate so cleanly, she thought that she did a great job this time.
But she knew her cooking skills very well, so she hesitated for a while before asking, “Oni sauce, is it delicious…”
Qingchen glanced at her: “It’s not delicious.”
The little girl didn’t know how to respond for a while. She always felt that this brother had an air of refusal from thousands of miles away, as cold as the weather in Baichuan Township.
It is also like thick snow on the gabled roof of the thatched hut made by gassho.
Seeing that Qingchen finished her meal, she brought out another bowl of white turbid wine from the kitchen, holding the bowl with two little hands, looking extremely pitiful.
Jinguji Maki said: “Ouni sauce, this is our family’s white turbid wine, which is brewed by grandma’s mountain spring water. It tastes better than other homes.”
Qing Chen shook his head: “Sorry, I don’t drink.”
He wanted to stay awake, not even a touch of alcohol.
Jinguji Maki stood at a loss, the white turbid wine was used to entertain guests, and she never thought that she would be rejected.
She lowered her head and whispered: “My name is Jinguji Maki, your room is on the left, connected to the hot spring in the backyard, don’t worry, grandma and I will not go there. The bed is already made, what is there? You can call me anytime.”
After speaking, the little girl named Jinguji Maki returned to the kitchen humbly, took out a small cold rice ball from the cupboard, and ate it in small bites.
As I ate, my tears fell.
From her point of view, this new guest, like other tourists, will probably leave because of the poor service here.
Qingchen didn’t pay attention to it. He returned to his room after eating. There was a mat and quilt laid on the floor, which were fairly clean.
Jinguji Maki wiped away his tears, took away the used tableware and chopsticks, and washed them in cold water, his little hands turning red from the cold.
Other people have diesel boilers outside their houses, which can generate heating and can also be used to boil water.
But she turned on the heating because heating is a necessary condition for hospitality.
If it is used to boil water, the little girl will feel that it is a waste of diesel oil, so she simply uses cold water.
In this way, the diesel heating in their home can at least last until Qingchen’s lease expires.
After the little girl had packed everything, she quietly opened the kitchen drawer to take out the medicine, and made a cup of hot water for her grandmother and brought it into the house. Only then did the little hot spring hotel regain its tranquility.
There was heavy snow outside the house, colorful like the paradise where the Seven Dwarfs lived in the fairy tale.
Some people are having snowball fights, some people are building snowmen.
The room was quiet, and everyone went to bed early.
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The next morning.
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Jinguji Maki woke up beside her grandmother. She first touched her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the fever had subsided.
The little girl glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, and suddenly made a yawn, and hurriedly got up and went out to cook.
She got up late. According to the agreement of the hot spring hotel, she wanted to make breakfast for Qingchen before 8:00 in the morning, but it was 8:10 now.
Jinguji Maki was stunned when he got to the living room, because the door of Qingchen’s room was already open, and the quilts inside were neatly folded.
However, Qing Chen didn’t know where to go.
Her expression darkened, and she thought that the other party had already left and changed to another hot spring hotel?
But when she turned her head, the little girl saw a stack of money left on the dining table, and a note written in Japanese: I will be back before 8 pm and leave me a meal, thank you.
The money is the full rent paid in advance, and you can take it with confidence.
Jinguji Maki stood silently at the dining table.
In Shirakawa-go, most of the time the rent is paid when you leave, and you only need to pay a deposit when you check in.
She understood that the elder brother saw her financial difficulties, so he gave her the rent in advance.
Maki Jinguji opened the door, wanting to see where Qingchen went, but when he opened the door, he saw that the snow in front of the door had been swept away, and a stone path was neatly cleared out.
It is the same as the front of other people’s hot spring hotels, and it is even cleaner.
The little girl was stunned for a while, thinking back to Qing Chen’s performance of rejecting people thousands of miles away last night.
Heart said that although the brother is very cold, but very kind.
…It’s just that the other party went out so early, where would he go?
She glanced at the house and found that Qingchen didn’t go out with her skis.
[End of this Chapter]
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