Chapter 307
It was late, but there was a lamp on in the living room.
The door was closed and there were only two people in the room.
Su Chunjun was lying on the sofa, his arms wrapped around the second young lady who was snuggling up to him.
The second young lady did not eat tonight, from the beginning of the chatter to the last word did not say.
He didn’t say anything either, just patted her back gently and stroked her hair.
“It would be good if …… the Japanese were all dead.” Zhu Yuyan said softly.
Su Chunjun gently covered her mouth, “Hush, there are some words that can’t be said.”
Zhu Er Miss ended up falling asleep like this, it was Mr. Su who carried her upstairs.
The next day, she recovered and had to invite Hirata Yoshiko to her home.
From that day on, Hirata Yoshiko came every day. Mr. Chen, the driver, picked up Ms. Hirata every morning and brought her home in the afternoon.
The two girls giggled upstairs and spoke in gibberish Japanese, which was not understood by the attendants upstairs and downstairs, or by the mother-in-law.
The old lady said, “Our second young lady sounds like a Japanese.”
Suzuki Saburo also wondered what Hirata Yoshiko went to play with Ms. Zhu every day. Of course, there was bound to be some reason for the Chinese to make overtures to the Japanese, but there was bound to be something about the two ladies spending time together every day that appealed to them.
He also gave Yoshiko Hirata a lot of money for her activities, so that she would have to take the initiative in the relationship.
He said, “You have to show Ms. Zhu the strong side of the Japanese people, and you have to make her have confidence in Japan.”
It didn’t help that Ms. Zhu had so many misconceptions about Japan.
First she misunderstood that Japanese people couldn’t afford fruits, and then Yoshiko Hirata said she also thought Japanese vegetables were expensive.
This made Suzuki Saburo very angry, did it mean that in the eyes of the Chinese, the Japanese couldn’t even afford to eat vegetables? It was too much!
Hirata Yoshiko sat in front of him and said obediently, “Everything is as you wish, sir. We’re still trying on the clothes we wore for Ms. Zhu’s wedding today, as well as the Japanese dress I brought with me.”
Suzuki Saburo laughed and shook his head, “You’ve been playing make-up dolls for the past ten days, aren’t you tired of it yet?”
From the day Ms. Zhu invited Yoshiko Hirata, every single day they had been playing some girly game, from fiancé to boyfriend, from make-up to combing their hair to changing their clothes, enjoying themselves.
Suzuki Saburo, of course, couldn’t understand that for women, they never get tired of makeup and pretty clothes.
Yoshiko Hirata said in embarrassment, “I’m sorry ……”
Suzuki Saburo said tolerantly, “I’m not accusing you. I can understand a woman’s fervor for beauty like a man’s pursuit of a precious sword. What else did you talk about today? Does Ms. Zhu still have misconceptions about Japan?”
Hirata Yoshiko said perplexedly, “Today we talked about Japanese food …… Ms. Zhu thinks everyone in Japan likes to eat fishermen’s food, and also, she keeps saying that Japanese beef is famous and delicious, and when I said that I would give her some gifts, she said that she would like me to give her frosted beef. ”
Suzuki Saburo: “Fisherman’s food? Frosted beef?”
Once again, Saburo Suzuki felt angry.
He really wanted to capture this Chinese woman and make her learn the most orthodox Japanese culture from the beginning, otherwise she had so many incorrect understandings of Japan really annoyed him as a Japanese.
After Hirata Yoshiko left, Suzuki Saburo returned to the inner room and said to Mr. Kobayashi inside, “Mr. Kobayashi, this Miss Zhu has been studying under your education for one year, haven’t you reversed her wrong impression of Japan?”
The man sitting in the inner room was none other than Mr. Kobayashi, who taught Japanese history and was a teacher.
He said, “Mr. Suzuki, please remain calm. Although Ms. Zhu has many misconceptions about Japan, you can appreciate the passion for Japan in her heart.”
Saburo Suzuki: “Hmph. Does this Chinese woman think that Japanese people eat with only one plate? We, even the poorest of the poor, can have at least one bowl of miso soup a day!”
Mr. Kobayashi said helplessly, “Yes, you are right. The Japanese are not poor.”
This is indeed what Mr. Kobayashi and other Japanese teachers are helpless about.
It is true that the Japanese are poor, but at the same time they are very conscientious about this and do not want to be seen as poor.
They are also very conscientious about cooking rice, vegetables, and soup for their school meals, and every meal is at least a guaranteed bowl of rice, a plate of vegetables, and a bowl of soup. Though the dish might only have three slices of radish and the soup just a little bit of miso.
Even when Mr. Kobayashi was at his poorest, he didn’t want people to think that he only had a bowl of rice and couldn’t even afford vegetables.
Both sushi and ramen, which Ms. Zhu described as Japanese favorites, were only regional foods, not popular throughout Japan. And sushi, this kind of fishermen’s food, is only eaten most among fishermen, but that is no way, the Japanese fishing boat in order to catch fish, sometimes will be a month on the sea, they have no way to make a stove on the boat, and have no time to cook, so they will cook the rice ahead of time and bring it to the boat, and eat it on the boat with the fish that they caught.
This food was not enjoyed by all Japanese.
And beef is even more ridiculous. The Meiji Emperor ate beef and it became famous that all Japanese people love beef?
Mr. Kobayashi: “We all know that Ms. Zhu got a lot of information about Japan from the wrong source, but it is also this wrong source that made Ms. Zhu feel good about Japan. We have to keep her favorable impression of Japan, so we can’t refute her wrong impression of Japan too much.”
Suzuki Saburo wasn’t really angry, he just wanted to know more about this Ms. Zhu from the side.
At present, Hirata Yoshiko visited Miss Zhu every day, and from what she had seen, Su Chunjun could be described as obedient to his fiancée, Miss Zhu, and this Miss Zhu, although somewhat intelligent, was not deep and sophisticated, she lobbied Hirata Yoshiko to donate money from time to time, and did nothing else, she didn’t inquire much about the Japanese, and had little interest in the Japanese Chamber of Commerce or Suzuki Saburo.
Not that Ms. Zhu never mentioned Suzuki Saburo; if she really never did, Suzuki Saburo would have been wary.
As a matter of fact, the third in, Ms. Zhu asked about something related to Suzuki-Saburo.
–She asked Hirata Yoshiko if Suzuki Saburo had a lover.
Because she felt that Hirata Yoshiko was only sixteen years old while Suzuki Saburo was already over thirty, the age difference between the two was too great, and Suzuki Saburo must have had a lover before! Maybe there was an illegitimate child!
Then she hinted to Hirata Yoshiko to be careful of illegitimate children with the outsiders hiding outside.
The two talk about otaku fighting all day.
When Suzuki Saburo pressed her in the evening, Hirata Yoshiko had a very difficult time telling what they had talked about.
This called Suzuki Saburo very helpless at the same time also confessed to Hirata Yoshiko that he did have a lover once, and the lover also gave birth to a child, but the child had already been given away for adoption, and it was his child with Hirata Yoshiko who would ultimately inherit everything from him, so please do not worry about Hirata Yoshiko.
All in all, this Ms. Zhu was out of her element from time to time, but when you thought about it, her every move wasn’t out of the ordinary.
– – Completely just an ordinary little girl.
However, given Su Chunjun’s current status and position, this Ms. Zhu precisely should not be such a simple person.
Hirata Yoshiko was already convinced of Miss Zhu, and Suzuki Saburo did not trust her judgment before he invited Mr. Kobayashi.
Mr. Kobayashi said, “Miss Zhu Er is just such a person. Mr. Suzuki, you can rest assured that from what Miss Hirata has seen and heard over the past few days, I have the feeling that Miss Zhu Er did not intend to hide or deceive anything, and that what she did all came from her heart.”
Suzuki Saburo: “But I have heard that Mr. Yamamoto has praised this Miss Zhu, praising her as a clever girl. But in my opinion, she’s not smart.” Mr. Kobayashi: “Then you’re underestimating Miss Zhu Er. She may not be good at hooking up, but when it comes to studying, she is indeed a genius. She’s very skilled and fluent in English and Japanese, and she’s also mastered French and Russian through self-study. She scored high in math, physics, chemistry, and history all. I can honestly say that she has not wasted her intelligence. Especially when you also have to take into account that she only went to college for one year. She had been home for two years before going to college, and before that she had only gone to middle school for just one year.”
Suzuki Saburo nodded, “In that case, Ms. Zhu does have a brilliant mind.”