When Harada found me, Yaeyo and I were in her izakaya, mixing my freshly brewed cherry blossom sake for her to taste.

"How?" I handed the brewed sake to Yaeyo and asked tentatively.

"Oh my God! How did you make it, it's absolutely delicious. Yaeyo took a sip and immediately laughed, then drank the wine from the glass in one gulp, "Let's have a little more!" ”

When I came back in the afternoon, I hid here with Yaeshiro, and I was inspired by yesterday's sake and wanted to learn how to make some cherry blossom sake. In the morning, I called home to my father, my hometown is the season of peach blossoms, and my father will brew some peach blossom wine to drink every year, I think peach blossoms can be, cherry blossoms can too!

I tried it twice and found a little bit of a feeling that sake is different from Chinese sake. This traditional Japanese drink liquor, also known as Japanese sake, is made from refined rice, rice koji, sake yeast, saccharification and fermentation, and the process is a bit like Chinese rice wine. I have been brewing liquor with my father for many years, and I still have this knowledge. In the evening, we made a bottle of light purple cherry cherry clear and a bottle of colorless fragrant plum wine, which was made from the base sake made before the Yae Dynasty, which belongs to the Japanese sake style, and we are ready for everyone to taste and give some opinions. And he kept ten jars for the next day.

"Keep the cloudy wine for me!" Harada was very knowledgeable, and we only produced a small bottle of mixed cloudy sake, and after filtering the moromi, the top of the turbid part was removed, and the cloudy part below was the cloudy sake. This wine is heated and sterilized and stored at low temperature, but it should not be stored for too long and should be drunk as soon as possible. However, the taste of cloudy sake is far more unique than that of sake.

I took out a small bottle of cloudy sake from the refrigerator and gave it to Harada, "Only this bottle, save some drink." ”

Harada took it with a smile, "Come to me at night to watch the original film, and we'll have a good talk." "Harada's filming is almost complete today, and I want to hear from me what I think.

"You haven't said that it takes me a week to make the wine, how did you do it in one day." Yaeyo followed me and asked me for the secret recipe for sake.

"The Buddha said, "Don't say it." I smiled at her, "After the altar opens tomorrow, let's see how it works, I'm not sure yet." ”

At dinner, everyone was amazed at my sake, which is different from Japanese sake in that it has a warm and mellow flavor that will not be forgotten by those who have drunk it.

"It would be better if I had my father's aged wine head." After tasting it myself, I let out such an exclamation.

When I went to Harada's room at night, there were already several people inside. Everyone gathered around the TV front desk to watch the original tape, and the cherry blossoms were filmed beautifully, but the plot was still scattered, and I didn't pay attention to it, Harada was doing a commentary on the side, expressing the overall idea. I really like to have a scene where a lot of cherry blossoms are scattered, which is called "blowing snow" in Japanese, and it is usually only seen when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

I can't remember the rest of the content, but this scene of "blowing snow" left a deep impression on me, as if I had something in my head, but I couldn't capture it.

The next day, the group had a full break, and everyone went to Kawazu to see the cherry blossoms, and there were not many people left, so everyone gathered at the izakaya to see the sake jar that was laid down yesterday.

The jar is not large, and it can hold about five kilograms of wine. I took out a large glass of wine from each jar, numbered on it, and placed it on the table. Because the proportion of wine mixed with wine yesterday is different, the color that comes out is also deep and shallow, and there is a jar of golden yellow, which is made of rape flowers.

Yesterday, Yae Dai brought back a bunch of golden rape flowers in the middle of the night, this kind of flower is also a local scenery, I saw it occasionally yesterday, a large area, but the locals are accustomed to it, and it is not strange to see it.

Everyone gathered around the table to watch me bring the wine out, taste the taste first, and then mix two of the glasses together in a certain proportion, because the color of the wine is different, and the color will change after mixing, and the taste of the wine will also change. I wrote down the changes in my notes, and if I thought I was more satisfied, I adjusted them and shared them with everyone so that they could taste them. They had never seen that sake could be played like a cocktail, and they were delighted.

Harada also came to the momentum, and personally went into battle and became a bartender. I watched them have fun and just made notes on the texture and taste of the wine, but after a long time and many flavors, none of them were the ones I wanted.

"Dad, send me your trick!" I dialed my father's phone, and now the mail is very convenient, from China to Japan, how can the express delivery arrive in three days.

My father not only mailed me his "trick", but also brought me a lot of koji, which is used to make high-quality liquor. During the few days of waiting, I discussed some of my ideas with Harada, which may have been immature, but I approached it with a very positive attitude.

Harada has been in a period of low emotional ebb, and time has passed day by day, but there are no particularly good ideas, and the idea of "blowing snow" has been realized several times, and the cherry blossoms of a few trees have been wasted, and I have not found a feeling. I don't have any good ideas either.

At dusk, the post office told me to pick up the package, and when I returned, I was just in time for a group of students to get out of school, and I was speeding under the cherry blossom trees on my bicycle.

"Would I like to take you for a while, sister?" A bicycle stopped next to me, and a half-grown boy looked at me with a smile on his face, "I know you live in Yaeyo's house, I'll give you a section!" ”

I wanted to walk back, but he was also moved by what he said, so he answered, ran a few times, ran to the back seat of the car, hugged the boy's waist, and the boy's car threw two S's and drove straight away.

Some cars drove up behind him, and the boy's classmates were joking with him. I can't say this feeling, I don't know how to ride a bicycle myself, Zhao Feng used to take me, his bike rode very well, I always sat on his back seat like this, hugging his waist. Now this scene reminds me of him again, but he has not ridden a bicycle for a long time, and I wonder if he will remember the old days after two wheels are replaced by four wheels.

"Natsu," back at the soup house, Yaeyo had been waiting for a long time, "Who was that just now?" She saw the teenager who was riding my bike and brought me back, so she asked.

"I don't know, I met on the road and took me with me, maybe it's a child from a nearby family." I followed her inside, "What about Master Kuji?" I came back with something good. ”

Harada walked out of the house, stood on the porch, crossed his waist and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and if you don't come back, I'll drive to pick you up." ”

I raised the package in my arms to him, "I'll do magic for you in a moment." ”

The empty room behind the izakaya has long been cleaned out, and there are seven or eight large vats piled up inside, which I bought on behalf of Yae, and the other day I soaked the rice and rice koji and sealed them, and two of them were empty, according to my request, I boiled the water and poured them into it and sealed them, and now they have cooled.

I opened the package, and inside was a bag of refined wine like a compressed biscuit, this bag can make 100 kilograms of 42 degrees of wine. I now asked for a degree of 16 to 18 degrees, so I cut off a third of it, threw it into the jar, and then rubbed it with the prepared bamboo pole, and then took out a bag of spices from another bag, wrapped it in gauze, and threw it in. Seal the mouth and proceed to the next cylinder.

Everyone looks at the novelty, don't look at this thing is simple, Dad can only get seventeen or eight bags out a year. In fact, this is the koji of the old wine tank, a cake made after drying, which contains the most essential parts, and you can't buy it outside. Two hours later, the sealed vat was opened, and the aroma of the wine was immediately heard.

I soaked some cherry blossoms in a small jar, and now that I have extracted the color and flavor, I pour the soaked water directly into the jar, and then say to Yaeyo, "Ten years old, drunk cherry purple." ”

Yae took a little and took a sip, there were several different expressions floating on his face, Harada was already in a hurry, so he also took a cup to drink, only took a sip, and stayed there, speechless.

"The cherry blossom sake I made a few days ago can be flavored with a little bit of this sake for about 20 flavors, but I don't know what Japanese people like, so I hope I can find a place to try it." I poured myself a glass and added a piece of rock sugar, which was much better than red wine.

Yaeyo walked up to me and said, "Teach me how to make a bar like this, at any cost." ”

I looked at Harada, I had already looked for him when I was sobering up just now, and this result was exactly what I wanted, "We just lack an actor, do you want to make a cameo?" ”

Yaeyo thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll fully cooperate." ”

In the evening, Harada and I met in the room, and I handed him two bottles of Sakura sake that I had made myself, and he was leaving for Tokyo tomorrow to meet an acquaintance. In fact, these two bottles of wine are very saying, with different proportions, the taste will be different. After telling Harada about the basic infiltration ratio, Harada smiled and wrote it down.

"The man who loves wine as much as his life will surely die of excitement." Harada seemed to be talking to himself, "Natsu, write your ideas down and plan, I think tomorrow, someone will want to see it." ”

I nodded, it seems, tonight, destined to be sleepless again.

……

There is still a day left until the cherry blossom festival is announced.

Yaeyo has already agreed to filming, and Harada has also returned from Tokyo and is telling Yaeyo about the plot to be filmed. The location is at the entrance of the soup house, and Yaeyo is dressed in a homely Japanese costume, holding a broom in his hand, and sweeping the cherry blossoms falling on the floor little by little. The petals kept falling from the tree, and she couldn't sweep it, but she still swept it with a smile.

Yaedai's makeup is very beautiful, Harada invited a very famous makeup artist from Tokyo, so that she looks much younger, and there is no lack of mature woman's charm, the kimono is a treasure of Yaedai, a faint purple, and there is a circle of yellow flowers on the hem.

There were very few shooting crews, as few as one assistant, plus photographer Kino, and then Harada on the side, and even I hid in a room far away, looking at everything outside from the window.

All the people were quiet, and next to it was "Autumn Sakura" by Momoe Yamaguchi, and the voice was very soft, with a faint taste of sadness. Yaeyo doesn't have a script, and all the understanding comes from Harada's explanation, but she can comprehend Harada's meaning so completely, it can't be said that she doesn't have that kind of talent.

A figure of a man approached from a distance, a gray trench coat, approached from a distance, and stopped about ten meters from the door. Except for the music, it seems that everyone has stopped, including Yaeyo, blocking the sunlight with their hands and looking up at people.

I don't know how Yaeyo was feeling at the time, but when she saw her and froze on the spot, I seemed to feel her heart fluttering. I don't know where the wind started, blowing the cherry blossoms all over the trees and falling, and the two of them stood there for a long time.

No matter how hard it is / Time turns pain into laughter / So don't worry / Immerse yourself in endless memories / Discover that I'm not alone anyway.

Yamaguchi Momoe's faint singing voice fluttered here, and finally froze on the faces of the two people, both of whom had tears on their faces, and the indescribably complicated eyes made people feel heartache.

"Yaeyo, come on!" I secretly cheered for her behind the window, and I waited for ten years, didn't I just wait for this day, and when this day really came, if she didn't take advantage of the opportunity, she would be like sand slipping between her fingers. There are still a few decades to wait, I don't know.

The script was as arranged in advance, but it was not Yae Dai, but the person from the opposite side, he put down his luggage and walked slowly towards Yae Dai, only a dozen steps away, but he walked for ten years, he came to Yae Dai, supported her shoulders, looked at her for a long time, and then took her in his arms and never let go.

"Blowing snow" came as scheduled and fell on the two people, as if to bury the deep affection of the two people and the disturbance of ten years of separation. None of them moved, except for Kino, who is a professional photographer who is very good at capturing every moment of human heartbeat.

At noon, we sat in Harada's room, drinking sake while watching the original film, and the nearly five-minute film was perfect without cutting at all. I didn't expect such a smooth result, and I was very excited. Yaeyo is not there, and she and the mysterious guest are enjoying the world of the two after ten years of separation. The poignant love story back then could have continued, she hadn't changed, and so did he.

Drinking the wine in the glass, I felt a little lost, originally I thought I was a good wine, it was too strong. It's not suitable for the temperature of Japan, and it is not suitable for the love of Yaeyo. I put a piece of rock candy in my glass, watched it melt little by little, and then poured it into my mouth, it was less intense, but more mellow.

Sure enough, making wine is as simple as being a person.

In the evening, I received a call from the cold face god, he has been busy during this time, except for the phone call on the first day, we have not been in touch for a long time. After talking to him about the publicity, he listened patiently, and in the afternoon, Harada's inspiration came again, and he made up many shots, fully expressing the affection he wanted to convey to others. Yaeyo and the mysterious people also work together, but their purpose is the same, the recipe of my wine. Having said that, it can be seen from their VCR that the communication between the two of them is not something so superficial. All discerning people can see that there is a deep love between them.

"The two of them should have been together ten years ago." It's rare that the cold-faced god also knows two people and knows their stories.

"Sometimes, fate can make people pass by without knowing it. So, this life was missed like this. "I sat on the edge of the hot spring and soaked my feet in it.

Everyone was busy, I was the only one who was idle, Harada had already left me behind, hiding in the room alone to cut the film, he didn't allow us to interfere and shut us all out. Everyone else is preparing to leave tomorrow to return to Tokyo, I'm idle, I'm here for a week, I don't want to leave, I haven't stayed enough.

"Probably not," said the cold-faced god, "I'll be in Tokyo tomorrow, and the cherry blossom festival will start next week, and the cherry blossoms in Tokyo seem to be in bloom in five days, and I don't want you to miss this season's promotion." ”

I smiled and answered, how could I say "no"?

"Alone?" A voice came, and I turned my head, and it turned out to be the "mysterious man" of Yaeyo.

I nodded, and he sat down next to me, did the same as I did, took off the wooden clog, and put his feet in the hot springs. He held a bottle of "Not Drunk" with Yae Daijo in his hand and shook it in front of me, "Do you want to have some?" ”

"Okay." I took the glass he handed me, "It's a good wine." ”

The mysterious man nodded, "It's your craftsmanship, I've been drinking for so many years, and this kind of wine is the best I've ever drunk." ”

I looked at the wine in the glass, is it the best? I really don't dare to take responsibility. "This is my father's brewing method, he always likes to come up with new things, likes to have different changes, but he also said that everything changes, no matter how it changes, the essence is the same."

"Is 'September Peach Blossom' your father's wine?" The mystery man asked me with a smile.

"Have you ever drunk?" I raised my eyebrows, the peach blossoms in September were a few years ago, when the weather changed, the peach blossoms opened out of season, my father's wine, because of the change of seasons, all the peach blossoms could not bear peaches, and the peach trees would be out of harvest the next year, in order to reduce the loss of the farm, my father used peach blossoms to make wine for the first time, and the peach blossoms in September were still the names I gave.

"You know I love wine! Someone once gave me a bottle, and the taste made me unforgettable for the rest of my life. The mysterious man closed his eyes, as if savoring the taste.

That wine has the happy taste of first love! I am also thinking back to the peach blossoms in September at that time, and the first kiss I had with Zhao Feng was under the tree full of peach blossoms, sweet, with a little astringent taste, and the throbbing in my heart. I never thought that there were people in the same mood as me in the here and now.

"September Peach Blossom, in my father's winery, there are still a few bottles." I whispered.

The mysterious man smiled, his eyes clear, but speechless. We sat like this until we drank a bottle of "not drunk", although the name of this wine was "not drunk", but it was not really not intoxicating.

"Xiao Xia:

How's it going in Japan? Recently, I've been very upset and quarreled with Ah Xia, so I haven't written an email to you. Don't worry, I think we may have been missing that necessary communication, and we've been too busy lately to neglect her. We're going to Japan tomorrow to participate in the cherry blossom festival in Tokyo, and Axia must come with me, and I'll help her sign up for an automatic tour group, and I may have to trouble you when I can't leave, so I'll take her to play with me when I can't leave.

Hope to see you then. Have a good dream!

Gao Xiang"

When I turned on the computer, I received Gao Xiang's email, which was as simple and clear as others.

Tomorrow, the cold face god will arrive, and Gao Xiang will also arrive, and I, who actually want to nest in this small hot spring on Izu Oshima, is it because of something I can't face? I don't even know it myself.

Xu was because he drank too much wine, and when the moon sank in the west, I didn't feel sleepy, and I sat in the house with the quilt in my arms, feeling a kind of loneliness. I don't know why, I was in a good mood in the afternoon, but after reading Gao Xiang's email, I became restless.

Perhaps, I still can't accept the fact that he has other pleasures.