If, according to the way of thinking of a normal person, this housewife should not give herself a good look. After all, no matter how good her temper is and how tolerant her heart is, Ning Ying can't escape the shame of being a child born by Bai Ze and an underground lover when she was young. is not as good as Bai Zixun, the eldest son of his ex-wife, as well as Bai Ziqian and Bai Yu, if you want to say that she has not come out, forget it, but when the Bai family really wants to start deciding on the next generation of heirs and distributing property, then there is no doubt that she Ning Ying is a begging jar that is killed halfway, no matter how you look at it, it will be an eyesore.

While he was thinking about it, the car had already pulled away from the crowded area and gradually approached the vast private farm.

After the car stopped, Ning Ying got out of the car with everyone and looked curiously at this private farm, which is rare in China.

Once again, I was speechless by the beautiful scenery in front of me.

Akutagawa Farm is located in the center of a hillside and gently rolling hills, and with the exception of a winding roadway, most of the rest is covered with lavender, roses, rape flowers, sunflowers, and other fields. Compared with the previous distant view on the train, this time I had a close contact with the sea of flowers. It's 4 p.m., and the scorching sun is already obscured by the clouds, so the temperature is high but not sunny, so it's perfect for viewing the flower fields.

Although Bai Yu had been here a few times this season, he still couldn't stop being excited when he returned to this place again, and went into the flower field to pick a lavender and play with it.

The parking lot is at the foot of the hill, and there are workshops nearby, which are far away. You can smell a more intense floral scent.

"It's a distillation workshop that provides the owner with high-quality perfumes, lavender pillows and the like." Uncle Fang, who came with him, was obviously not the first time to come to Akutagawa Farm, and bumped into the inquiry in Ning Ying's eyes. He explained with a smile, "There is also a winery on the hillside over there, although the annual output is not high, but it is enough to deal with a few people from the main family and occasional visitors." ”

As soon as the group had gone around the flower field, they saw a few people in plain kimonos coming down the wooden plank road in the mountains. One of the stewards trotted over and nodded to Bai Ze and said something. Soon, they were led to a Japanese-style house on the mountainside.

It takes about a five-minute walk to go up the wooden boardwalk. The bamboo forests along the road are verdant, but they shade the whole strip of shade.

Ning Ying and Chu Yunhan followed behind them, and heard the person in charge speak politely to Bai Ze in fluent Chinese.

“…… Mr. Akutagawa said that it is cold in winter on this side of the house. It's wise for you to come at this time. ”

"That's really a bother, Mr. Akutagawa." Bai Ze replied casually without hurrying.

Mr. Akutagawa? Ning Ying pondered in her heart. Mr. Akutagawa and Akutagawa Farm? I guess it has something to do with it. Since it is said to be Lin Kang Xiangzi's private farm, could it be that this Mr. Akutagawa is Lin Kang Xiangzi's father? That is, Bai Ze's father-in-law? But in Bai Ze's tone, it doesn't look like he's talking about elders.

No, Lin Kang Xiangzi is of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent, and she seems to be the surname of her Chinese father, whose father is said to be surnamed Lin, and this Kang character should be taken from her mother's name.

As soon as my thoughts swam for a while, I saw everyone bypassing the giant bamboo forest in a short time. Suddenly it was a different world.

As far as the eye can see, a large brick and wood Japanese-style mansion sits atop a pond and flowing water. With bamboo forests and hills as the background, rockeries and strange rocks are lined up, and the overall architectural structure is subtle and elegant, with delicate lines, exquisite details, soft tones, and a strong oriental atmosphere, which makes people feel Zen endlessly.

Ning Ying followed the movements of the others, took off her shoes, and stepped on the platform with only her socks. Starting from the corridor at the very edge, all the floors are paved with bamboo-colored tatami mats, and the garden on the right and the wooden door frames on the left are all made of translucent camphor paper.

The leader stopped in front of a push-pull grid, and as soon as he stopped, he saw the grid in front of him being pushed away from it.

A muscular man who looked to be in his thirties and wore a traditional Japanese costume in black and white stood in front of the door. Noticing the crowd outside the door, he was stunned for a second, and the posture of wanting to go out stopped, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

He faced Bai Ze and said a few words of Japanese with honorifics.

Bai Ze didn't show his joy or anger, but he pretended not to understand the words he could understand.

The attendant who led the way understood and quickly threw himself into the matter of translation.

Based on his tone and small movements, Ning Ying was sure that this man in his thirties, with stiff and short hair, and a very tall man, was actually what they called Mr. Akutagawa!

Hey? Does he live at Akutagawa Farm? So what is the relationship between Lin Kang Xiangzi and him?

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows, obviously talking to Ning Ying, but his eyes did not take away from Bai Ze, "Mr. Akutagawa is my mother's agent, and I took care of various performance affairs by my mother's side in the early years. ”

"I see."

Judging from Bai Yu's tone, she doesn't seem to have a good impression of this Mr. Akutagawa.

Ning Ying still wanted to ask a deeper question, but she didn't want to see that Bai Yu had already passed by her with a cold face and raised her head, and went into the tea room.

Helpless, Ning Ying had no choice but to accept the words in her throat and follow up wordlessly.

As honored guests, the Bai family enjoyed the best tea from the head of the family.

Ning Ying sat cross-legged on the cushion, followed the example of the others, turned the tea bowl lightly twice, and then began to drink the tea soup.

With the refreshing hot tea, everyone felt that the fatigue of the day's trip disappeared in an instant.

Jiro Akutagawa puts down the tea bowl and conveys the words through the translator. "Miss Xiangzi's concert in Osaka is in the evening, and it is estimated that she will not be able to come back until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest."

Ning Ying captured a detail, why "Miss Xiangzi", Miss? Shouldn't it be a lady or something?

"There's no hurry." Bai Ze, who was seated, took a sip of tea, chuckled in a deep voice, and sighed, "Ah Xiang is still like that, busy with her performances and composing music all day long. ”

Obviously it was just a simple emotion, but Akutagawa's eyes were a little gloomy. He understood the meaning of Bai Ze's words as complaining that as an agent, he did not arrange sufficient rest time for Xiangzi. couldn't help but argue, "Mr. Bai may not know that Xiangzi is not an ordinary woman, she has her own opinions." For her, music is the true meaning of her life, and the competitions and concerts she has to attend every year are actually her ......"

"Am I unfamiliar with her?" Before the translator could finish the sentence, Bai Ze suddenly interrupted and glanced over, "...... Mr. Akutagawa is joking. (To be continued.) )