"Uncle Amamiya, are you looking for me?" At the main seat of the Flowing Water Banquet, Naoki Natsume met Amamiya Konma.

"Naoki, sit, why did you run to the back?" Amamiya Konma smiled and beckoned Naoki Natsume to sit beside him, and on the other side was Amamiya Chizuru: "I can see that everyone is attentive, whether it is the dishes or these bamboo utensils, or even the dry landscape, you can see everyone's intentions." ”

The banquet here started earlier, and it has already been three rounds of wine, and the people who accompany the wine are already a little drunk, and it's good that Amamiya didn't drink much.

Naoki Natsume noticed that Uncle Murata filled himself with a small wine cup again, and he had already guessed that it was estimated that he drank it all every time he toasted, and Amamiya Konma just took a sip.

Full of sincerity.

"Well, Mr. Amamiya......" Murata stood up again, holding a wine glass in his hand, and emboldened, "I just asked you about recruitment, and you said let me call Naoki to talk about it...... Before I say that, I'll toast you again! ”

After that, he drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and from the frowning brow and a somewhat hideous expression, it was not difficult to guess that the degree of this wine must be very high.

Japanese sake tables are generally not drunk too high-number, sake is generally between 16 and 20 degrees, shochu is also around 36 degrees, Murata today is drinking his private high-altitude sake for a long time, just to make a living for the people in the village.

Seeing this, Amamiya Konma actually stood up this time and drank all the wine in his hand, and the villagers who watched Murata and the surrounding people who accompanied the wine were a little frightened, and the rest of them also got up.

"Mr. Amamiya, it's a lot!"

"Mr. Respect."

Naoki Natsume looked at the table, as if he was still sitting with Amamiya Chizuru and the head maid.

The maid is good at driving, and Amamiya Chizuru is too lazy to mix with them, as if it is not good not to stand up.

Whether it was Amamiya Kima or the people in the village, they all valued Naoki Natsume, and no one persuaded him to drink, but everyone saw that he had the intention of standing up, so they waited for him.

Especially Amamiya Konma, he smiled and said, "Drink a little and exercise, you will experience more drinking in the future." ”

The people around echoed it, thinking that Amamiya Kima was talking about his life as a man, but he didn't know that Amamiya Konma was talking about being the uncle of the Amamiya family, and he would inevitably have to deal with dignitaries and upper-class elites in the future, and drinking was a compulsory course.

Subconsciously, he already had the idea of Naoki Natsume as his successor.

"Since everyone ......"

Naoki Natsume poured himself wine, but before he finished speaking, Amamiya Chizuru had already tugged at his clothes with his small hands to prevent him from getting up.

"He wasn't allowed to drink." Amamiya Chizuru glared at his father: "Don't use your set to harm him!" ”

Smart as Amamiya Chizuru, how could he not see what his father meant?

But she didn't want him to become an alcoholic, and he had a terrible headache after drinking...... I'll feel distressed when I see it.

Amamiya was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Natsume-kun, let's tell you about Chizuru's mother another day...... She's becoming more and more like her mother...... It's good not to drink, but drinking hurts your body, so be it! ”

He shook his head and sat down, still smiling on his face, looking like he had not been a strong drink but a glass of nectar.

There are also many organic spirits among the people who accompany the wine, especially those who gossip outside the Murata Gate before.

Seeing Amamiya Chizuru's pushing, they began to wonder about the relationship between this man and woman.

Anyway, Naoki doesn't know, that little girl doll may have thoughts about our Naoki!

Amamiya Konma took advantage of this glass of wine to look around-

The white distant mountains, the silent mountain forests, the stone wall at the entrance of the village, the asphalt country road with some cracks, and the two adjoining taverns...... And the gentle breeze in my ears.

"Mr. Murata, I want to thank you." He closed his eyes and whispered, then opened his eyes and looked at Murata, "Thank you for saving your life." ”

"What?" Murata was stunned, not knowing if he was drunk or Mr. Amamiya was drunk: "Mr. Amamiya, what are you talking about?" I may have drunk a little too much and misheard...... When I was still a little sober, could you please talk about recruitment? If the number of places is limited, please also choose more people from the difficult families in the village, I have a list here......"

"No, Mr. Murata, you're not drunk. I'm the one who should be drunk, and I should have gotten drunk a long time ago! ”

Amamiya Konma spat out a sip of wine: "Ten years ago, there was a huge car accident on a nearby national highway, and it was a snowy night. ”

"That night...... Murata remembered, but only remembered the car accident: "It was around here, and the village was killed in a car accident at that time. ”

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"You're on the scene, aren't you?" Amamiya asked.

Murata nodded: "Yes, but I didn't save too many people, including the neighbors of the village......"

He clenched his fists, and it had always been his heart that he had failed to save the Asai family, and he didn't dare to face Asai Mao until now.

This man felt that it was his fault.

Amamiya looked at him and patted him on the shoulder, "But at least you saved me." ”

Murata was slightly stunned, he finally understood this time, so he was a little excited: "Mr. Amamiya, you mean ......"

"I was stuck in the car, my wife was holding my daughter in the back seat, if you hadn't come to the rescue with the villagers, I would have died in the snowstorm ten years ago!"

He sighed, recalling the bits and pieces of the past ten years in his mind.

For the first time, he felt the weight of life.

Perhaps this is the meaning of the flow of life.

Murata's expression gradually lost control, he stood up, his hands trembled, and his lips trembled, "I remembered, it turned out to be you...... It turned out to be you! ”

The man who begged him to save his wife and daughter at the last moment of his life!

The man he promised him he would save him!

The man whose blood bank was in an emergency after being sent to the emergency room and the blood of the whole village flowed through his veins!

Then Murata looked at the girl next to Amamiya Konma, "So ......"

"This is my daughter, the little girl you rescued from my wife's arms."

Amamiya Chizuru had already stood up, and Amamiya Konma also got up and bowed solemnly with his daughter: "Thank you very much for saving your life!" Such a great grace is unforgettable!

”

"Thank you!"

Amamiya Chizuru also solemnly thanked her, and she couldn't tell at all that she was the eldest lady who was usually babbling, and she was dignified and solemn like a nun in the church at this time.

Murata burst into tears with excitement, and the people next to him also blew up.

They were all immersed in shock.

But Murata was crying.

"I'm sorry......" He went to help Amamiya and burst into tears: "I'm sorry Mr. Amamiya, your wife...... I couldn't save it. ”

Amamiya felt his heart be pounded.

He was stunned.

Is this man's crying because of this?

"It's okay, you've done a good job." He felt that his words were so pale and weak at this time, but he still spoke out to comfort Murata.

Murata shook his head: "Actually, it was the kid next to you, Naoki Natsume, who commanded the rescue back then." I know it's hard to believe, but trust me, it's true. ”

"I believe it, of course I do." Amamiya Konma was also a little moved at this time, he turned his head to look at Naoki Natsume, and smiled, "Natsume-kun is a good boy...... It just so happens that I'm here today for two things. ”

"First things first." Amamiya Konma wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then smiled confidently, "I'm here to repay the favor...... Mr. Murata only knows that my surname is Amamiya, and I have something to do with the Amamiya Foundation, but in fact, I have a lot of weight in talking in the Amamiya Foundation. ”

So the people who had seen the world next to him all held their breath and contemplated something.

With the same surname as the consortium, it means that he is related to him, and he may still be a core member of the board of directors!

With such a weight and a life-saving grace, is the hope of the village already here?

They didn't dare to think about it until now.

This hope seemed to be contagious, and it quickly spread throughout the village, and everyone stopped the fast children and wine glasses in their hands and looked at Amamiya Konma.

He was now like a god descending, and everyone was watching.

"My real name is Amamiya Konma." He smiled and said, "If there is no problem with the Forbes list, I am the richest man in Japan at this moment." ”

The audience was silent for three seconds, and then exploded!

Like a thunderbolt in the crowd, everyone can't care about order and politeness, and these things born of human society collapse in front of the wealth ranking derived from human society!

Richest!

The richest man stood in front of him and said that he wanted to repay the favor!

The life-saving grace of the year, the people in the village inadvertently saved the richest man ten years later!

The uproar could no longer describe the out-of-control scene, and Murata already felt that his brain was blank, leaving only the heat of alcohol burning in his chest.

But even in such a noisy environment, everyone's eyes were still on Amamiya Konma, and they clearly heard the second sentence he said in a normal voice.

"The second thing is to meet my daughter's boyfriend, Natsume-kun's parents." Amamiya Konma said.

Just now a drop of water was dripped into the oil pot, and now it is silent.

Everyone's eyes turned to the Natsume couple in the corner of the banquet, causing the latter to look stunned for a while.

Only Naoki Natsume looked at Mao Asai, who was eating eel rice.