" God Amaterasu bless us. Fortunately, Jiro is fine," Han Yu's mother nagged. Han Yu's mother was a standard believer of Japanese Shinto. Shinto was called Shinto for short. It was a traditional Japanese religion. Initially, it was mainly based on nature worship and ancestor worship. It was a pan-spiritual polytheism that regarded all kinds of animals and plants in nature as gods. The Divine Dao believed in many gods. It was said that there were 800,000 gods, 8 million gods, or 15 million gods. Amaterasu.
This Japanese version of Han Yu's mother was also in her early forties. Her name was Miyoko Han. It should be explained here that Japanese women had to take the surname of their husband's family after they got married. Miyoko's original surname was Uesugi, which was a famous clan in ancient Japan.
In ancient times, they were once ordered to rule the Kanto Plains, which was now the Tokyo area. The tables had turned, and the Uesugi family had long declined and become an ordinary family. He was only 1.6 meters tall, had a kind face, and was slightly plump. He was wearing plain clothes and trousers. Although it was a pity that his son Han Yu had lost his memory, he was also happy that Han Yu could wake up. In the later chat, Han Yu understood the basic experience of this body.
Han Yu, the surname Han, was the standard surname of the Celestial Dynasty. It was a noble of the Jin Kingdom during the Spring and Autumn Period. It originated from the surname Ji and was ranked 15th among the hundred surnames.
And why was it that in Japan, they did not go abroad to do business or become Japanese citizens in modern times, which was also the so-called overseas Chinese. More than 2,000 years ago, during the chaotic war in the Central Plains, when the Qin Dynasty was on a large scale, one of the branches of the Han Family, which was Han Yu's ancestor, had crossed the vast ocean to avoid disaster. He had accidentally come to Penglai Island and lived there again. After thousands of years of historical changes, Han Yu's family did not become more and more prosperous, but gradually assimilated. Han Yu was currently the only Han surname in Japan.
And why was he the only one? Han Yu's father was called Han Yuan, who had passed away from an illness two years ago. Han Yu was now in his early 20s and was still studying in a university. Because of his father's death, he had lost the mood to study and was just muddling along. Han Yu's nickname was Jiro, and it was easy to understand just by listening to his name. Han Yu was the second child in his family, and his eldest brother had died early when he was born, and had not even taken a name.
" My family is really full of disasters," Han Yu sighed. Although Han Yu's family in his previous life was not very rich, at least his parents and himself were healthy and safe. In fact, that was also very good. Therefore, Miyoko now valued Han Yu very much. If anything happened to Han Yu, she would probably take things too hard.
Looking at Miyoko crying with joy, Han Yu really felt sorry for all the parents in the world. Okay, Han Yu is me, I am Han Yu, I will take care of Miyoko as my biological mother.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt his body relax, and the obsession of the Japanese version of Han Yu also left in peace. Han Yu thought of his parents on the other side of the ocean." This is Japan, and this world also has China. I can go to China to see my parents in the future. Although it's unbelievable, I'll take care of them." However, Han Yu did not notice that the digital watch at the bedside showed 1980. At this time, even in the same parallel world, Han Yu's parents were just born.
Under Miyoko's meticulous care, Han Yu recovered in two days. He got up from the hospital bed, dressed properly, and looked at himself in front of the French window in the bathroom. Even though he knew that it was because of his transmigration, Han Yu still felt strange looking at himself in the mirror at this moment. Han Yu's appearance in this life was not bad. He was 1.75 meters tall, of medium build, with thick eyebrows, a high nose, and a white face. "Yes, he has the potential to be a gigolo," Han Yu sighed.
"Jiro, let's go home." Miyoko's voice came from outside the door."Oh, got it." Han Yu answered as he walked out.
Miyoko slowly drove home from the hospital in a Volkswagen van. There was nothing she could do about it. Japan was a small country with a population of more than 300 million. The streets and roads were twice as small as China's, but they were very exquisite and had a different style. As for the speed, she ignored it.
Miyoko pointed to a building with a Japanese style on the side of the street and said," Jiro, we're here. This is your home. Do you still have a reflection?"
" Yes," Han Yu replied absent-mindedly. The Japanese building in front of him was mainly made of wood. It was two stories high and covered with light gray glazed tiles. When he opened the door, he saw that the house was surrounded by transparent glass counters. There were snacks, cakes, all kinds of bread, and many Japanese snacks, such as taiyaki, a type of snack from Tokyo. It was mainly made of flour, sugar, milk, and baking soda. It was made in the shape of taiyaki biscuits.
There were also dumplings, Japanese steamed buns, and copper gong yaki. To be honest, Han Yu hadn't eaten the roasted copper gong in his previous life. He had only heard about it when he watched Doraemon when he was young, so he had an impression of it.
The shop at the entrance of the house had a signboard called Korean Wagyu Fruit. The shop downstairs sold pastries, and the two rooms upstairs were for sleeping. She opened the door at the top of the stairs and saw tatami mats all over the floor.
Lying on the tatami, Han Yu felt that it was really new. Tatami was a sign that after Yao and Shun, the main way of life was to sit and live. The Han Dynasty was the peak of the development of tatami, and after the Tang Dynasty, it declined. Now, it was inherited and developed by Japan.
Lying flat on the tatami, looking at the neat wooden ceiling, Han Yu fell into deep thought. Now that he was in Japan and studying in university, what was he going to do in the future? As a translator? Indeed, it was not a problem for him to converse normally in Chinese and Japanese. It was just that not long after the end of World War 2, the relationship between Japan and China was not harmonious, and they did not interact very often.
He heard from his mother that his grades in university were very average. Perhaps it was because of his family environment that he majored in cooking. Japanese chefs, especially senior chefs, had a very high status. He wanted to be a chef, but he didn't know how to do it. Moreover, he wasn't interested in it. Would he be able to inherit this pastry shop after graduation and continue making pastries? Well, no matter what, it was not too bad. The family conditions in this life were relatively good, and there were many choices.
No matter what, they would talk about it later. Han Yu planned to familiarize himself with the surroundings first, so he immediately got up and greeted his mother, Miyoko, and went out. Miyoko was very worried that Han Yu, who had just recovered, would go out like this. " Don't worry, Mom. I'll be careful. Nothing will happen this time," Han Yu replied.
" Jiro, you must pay attention to your safety. Next time you encounter something like that, just don't bother. What would I do if something happened to you?" Miyoko said worriedly. Han Yu slandered in his heart,'I really don't care. This Han Yu is not that Han Yu. I really don't have the character of sacrificing myself to help others.'
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