Uncle Mina listens to this sound of water that makes people sleep, and keeps thinking about various fun things without hesitation. Sadness, worry, and when he comes to his chest, he sways his head with a grasping hand.
It will drive things away.
There is a wait at home, he sits down in front of the hearth and falls asleep, and he is more than happy when he is beggar Waiting for me to return, I should teach you how to make a gyoza, a technique for stalking, nodding, happily nodding, no words, no words Even when I'm ramming
Uncle Gen shakes his head.
No matter what, he is also a child of a person, a child of us, a person who learns skillfully from us and hears his voice. I should stop by the emotion that I see, and I must see it without fail.
When entering the wharf, the old man looked at him as he dreamed, watching the lights of the wholesaler, the shadows fluctuate in the water for a long time.
Boat｜If you connect it, you will wind up in a reclining seat, hold it in the armpit, and use the turret as your shoulder to climb up to the shore.
Shortly after sunset, all three wholesalers faced each other and there was no human voice.
Uncle Gen closed his eyes and walked around before coming to my house, round eyes.
Call me, "I'm going home now," and place the turret in the place where I should put the turret.
The house is dark.
"How is this, my son, I'm not going home, I can't turn the light on quickly?"
"Kishu Kishu" There is only a slight chatter in Kuma.
O was dismayed and took it out of his pocket, and after a quick glance, it suddenly became bright in no time, and it did not look like a human, but it was dark again for a while.
Yinmori no Ki｜Old man does not enter into the pocket because it happens from the bottom.
I quickly moved the fire to the Mameyoto and looked around, and was blunt, and slammed my ear and called me "I am a child".
The oven is cold and gray and there is nothing left to eat.
Without even looking for his wife, the old man does not look around slowly.
The four corners of the soot-shiki wall have light-transmitting and heartfelt feelings, and look like a person.
Uncle Gen buried his face in his hands and sighed deeply.
At this time, what I feel confused, I rush my heart and do not wipe away the troubles caused by the tears of a large grain, but I hang it on the pillar and transfer the fire to the port light and leave the house in a dull manner. Then, pointing towards the castle and running.
￼Kanda's blacksmith's night-work sparks Stop before passing in the darkness, and when Kiguru asks me to go all the way to Kishu at this time of dayfall, one of the youths who feels embarrassed and gives a smirking look.
This is a laughing face, as long as it doesn't interfere with the night work, and I'm rushing again.
On the right is a field, and on the left is a straight road lined with old pine trees in a row on a bank.
Hurry up and turn to the lights and there is no doubt about Kishu in the back.
He bowed with both hands and leaned forward and walked.
Calling "Kishu Nazuya", put your hand on the shoulder,
"I want to go alone" Anger, joy, sadness, and endless disappointment, all in one word.
In Kishu, Uncle Mina was not surprised when he saw his face, and he would not protect him as he stood at the gate and watched the people passing by.
The old man is terrified and often has no words.
"I'll be back home soon, don't feel cold."
My uncle, Michimichi, was so sorry for his loneliness that he had come home late.
Kishu says nothing, and it is an old man who sighs for life.
When I got home, I burned a fire in the hearth and let Kishu sit by that side. I took out the set from the cupboard and didn't eat myself, but I just eat in Kishu.
Kishu doesn't eat up to the old people as they say.
During that time, Uncle Gen was closing his eyes and sighing when he saw Kishu's face.
In the end of the day, Kishu asks for light, and Kishu asks only what he does.
Uncle Gen looks like this, and when he sleeps, he kindly asks him to lay down his bed and cover it with a futon.
After sleeping in Kishu, Okina sat alone in front of the furnace, closed his eyes and did not move.
Even though the fire of the furnace burned, even though it did not burn, the long years of fifty years were exposed only to the sea breeze, and the shadow of the red flame floated on the face without any dull feeling.