Seiun wo Kakeru

It's been a long time since I've seen Tania's grandmother, the village chief.

I met him when he was trading soap for a trader, and I greeted him lightly at that time.

Ever since I found out she was my grandmother, it was the other way around and it was due to the difficulty of grasping the sense of distance.

It's much easier just to soothe someone else in red with a business-like relationship.

"Oh, Age, are you here?"

"Yes. Your grandmother. So what's today's errand?

"Well, take your time and drink some tea first."

Going up to the village chief's house, he was recommended a chair.

Only water is placed on the desk and the hot air stands.

Both bodhisattva and tiyur are herbal teas made of nuts.

The smell of flowers is gentle when I drink it.

"I like to drink this with the nectar of a bodhisattva flower. Tea made of flowers and fruit that can be made from the same single tree. I feel like all my life is being poured out here."

"It's getting cold lately, so it feels extra delicious"

"Don't you? I don't like that girl either. Take it home and treat it."

I am given a pot with dried fruit.

The other contained a small amount of honey.

They say it was all hand-picked by the village chief himself.

Thank you. Tania's delightful appearance comes to mind, and her smile leaks unexpectedly.

"You've been here six months. I haven't used people yet, but I'll do my best."

"You can't look at it all the time, it's hard."

"He said he had his own business. If anything happens, you should use Tania. She's been growing up looking at my back since I was a kid, so I know most of what to do."

"Really? It didn't look like much."

"That's because I'm giving you a step forward, my husband."

Tania's appearance in my memory certainly respected Age at all times.

I didn't complain about what I do, and I don't have any stupidity or criticism.

Even when they told me I was going to make something I had never seen, I said I would leave it to you once I didn't know, and you let me try anything, even soap making.

Normally, if you were to make things that you don't understand, you would hesitate.

I don't interact with pedestrians, I don't follow next door, I'm letting them go free.

He respects everything. He's an understandable wife and I appreciate it.

"Have you fallen back in love?

"I'm in love with you originally. It doesn't make much difference."

"Don't be in love."

The village chief smiles bitterly.

"The first man who died originally was the second son of the village chief, from a remote village. I need to put in some new blood, and I need to make some allowance. If I let the man marry me, I would leave it to the village, and I planted all kinds of things for her."

"You did, didn't you"

"If that's what that girl says, she'll honestly listen to what the people in the village say too, so if anything happens to me, it's to talk to me often"

"Even in some physical condition?

If anything happens, I'm thrilled with the word.

The village chief would be around fifty.

Her hair is white and her back has shrunk due to years of hard work.

In harsh environments such as food shortages and daily manual labour, it is not strange whenever life expectancy is reached.

Besides, medical standards are low.

If your health fades and you get sick, you won't be able to cure it.

One cold can cause enough death.

But the mayor's complexion was good, and his voice was firm.

There is no indication that something can be done now.

"I'm still going to pimp. But I don't know how to change immediately. I've never been over there to remember my job and keep it alone"

"That's right."

"That's why you come to us more when you have time. I'll work out with Bishibishi. There's a lot of work to be done, like negotiating with a goddamn lord, exchanging with pedestrians, meeting other villages."

"Soften your hands"

"Yikes, I'll make you a good otoko to work out with Bishibishi"

Kuhaha, against the hilarious village chief, Agee could only have a bitter laugh.

By working out my granddaughter's husband and letting him play a role, I guess he's trying to give himself safety with no connection or guarantee of identity.

I know how that feels, but after all, I'm a little bad at this guy.

The mayor of the village of Siena was a figure in the corner where kindness and rigour lived together.

There is a slightly chilly breeze.

There is a blue sky and a candle cloud overhead.

The clouds, small and innumerable, remind me of autumn.

The sunlight falls from that gap, soothing the coolness of the autumn breeze.

Along with the noise of rattling, a small vibration is transmitted to Age's butt.

The wheels of a cow truck turn into vibrations through small indentations and stones on the road.

It was a long time ago that I put a coil spring on the trolley.

The handheld car that Fernando asked me to build was user-friendly but vibrating, so I started making my own springs, and the trading cow car has four pairs of springs attached to it.

The task of cutting the iron wire and evening the bends required considerable skill.

It was difficult to maintain even elasticity.

But that difficulty was one of my pleasures as an artisan.

Some of the axles of the wheels and the bearings are also made of iron.

Both friction and endurance were greatly improved.

The cow truck was now leaving the village of Siena and heading towards the village of Tal under the river.

"It's a beautiful day, Mr. Age"

"Really. Isn't it cold, Mr. Tania?

"It's okay. It conveys Age's warmth, and it's pompous."

In front of the carrier, the two of us sit shoulder to shoulder.

With large blankets on each other's shoulders, they do convey each other's body temperature and are pompous and warm.

The warmth of the person you like warms up to your heart.

"Ka! It sucks to go out with a newlywed couple..."

One, Fernando, who sits in a cow car seat and has a handrail, took a bad turn.

In a conversation with the village chief, he told me that he hasn't been out once since he came to the village, and I was entrusted with the job of trading.

Because I don't know what I normally exchange, as a negotiator, Fernando, who has a good mouth, stands on the table.

From time to time, Fernando seems to be in the negotiations.

"Well, I've never been out with you, so give me a break"

"Yes, I am."

"Yes, sir. Just be careful not to break the load."

Just because you put on how much suspension doesn't mean the cow car wobbles are gone.

There are also some deep woods going on between the villages and the villages, with narrow roads.

Large stones have been removed but may also be caught in steps, as regular trading cow cars and pedestrian carriages pass through.

The shipment was furry and there were many furry products.

Other things like cheese are piled up in wool.

The village of Siena is somewhat taller, so it seems more suitable for livestock production than agriculture.

Others are loaded with herbs native to the mountains.

Mint, lemongrass and other herbs that Age knows about.

And a small amount of iron products. Easy to carry iron nails, needles, knives and pans on the gills, etc.

"What do you get instead?

"In this time of year, you need salt the most"

"Is it salt? Well, there's no place nearby to pick rock salt, so hey. Is that for cooking?

"That's not all. This time of year, we need a lot of salt to make preserved foods like dried meat, ham, sausage, and salted fish."

"Oh, did you have a preserved meal"

"That's the thing. Fish can be harvested even in winter, but hunting can be difficult."

"Although Mr. Mike does a good job of finishing the migratory birds,"

It's the first winter for Age.

I can't imagine how hard it is, but it seems pretty harsh to talk to.

"Tell me if you need anything."

"Okay."

What the hell kind of village is it?

Is there a difference, he said earthenware is a specialty, but replacing salt probably means a lot of inflow from elsewhere.

Is there anything that could help the village or give Tania a gift?

Does it make any difference to the people who live there? What the hell kind of emotions do you have in the village of Siena?

It was the first time I saw it, right in front of another village, and Age's breasts rang.