Maybe a Fake Gintama

Uncle Beichuan sat in front of the counter with a disappointed look on his face, and drank a glass of soju.

"I'm really sorry for asking you to stay with me." Uncle Beichuan apologized, then sighed, looking at the wine glass in his hand, his eyes soft, "I also know that my request is too much, but if you can do this with me, I’m quite content with the old man messing around.”

"It's okay, it's okay," Jiang Cheng replied quickly, with a wry smile on his face, "It's us who should say sorry. I'm really sorry that we can't help with this kind of thing."

With that said, Jiang Cheng gently tapped Kagura's head, who was still eating so much, and reminded him in a low voice: "Hey, apologize to me too!"

"It hurts!" Kagura complained as she put down her bowl and chopsticks and rubbed her head, then looked at Uncle Kitagawa with a reluctant look on her face, "I'm sorry, uncle."

"Ah hahaha, no, no, no," Uncle Beichuan smiled, "After all, I am the uncle who forced you to accept the commission in that way."

The mother-in-law Denshi who was standing at the counter and had always maintained a wait-and-see attitude suddenly said: "Hey, old man, what exactly is going on? Between you and your wife."

Jiang Cheng held the rim of the cup and glanced at Uncle Beichuan slightly.

"To be honest, maybe I just feel lonely..." Uncle Beichuan smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and then slowly told about the past, "That was a long time ago. At that time, I was just an ordinary sender. Reporter. Young, shy, and even inexperienced."

"One day, a beautiful little girl suddenly came to our company. She was so beautiful. I still find it incredible when I think about it now. I didn't even have the courage to look at her. She was so considerate, and her whole body was full of emotions. It exudes a light that is completely different from bumpkins like us.”

"To be honest, I can't remember the first time I talked to her. All I can recall is her laughter sitting behind my bicycle and the sound of her harmonica, which was as beautiful as a silver bell. Even if I think about it now, I still think it is the most beautiful sound in the world."

"It seems that I did a lot of stupid things to make her laugh, but I can't remember any of them. All I can remember is her smiling with her face covered and the hand she stretched out... The two of them got together in a daze. In the blessings of those around you.”

Uncle Beichuan spoke unhappily, and his words were full of emotion.

"However, an accident ended our hope of becoming parents. But even so, the two of us still supported each other all the way. More than thirty years have passed. Recently, the two of us have just retired from the company. Then I suddenly felt uneasy for some reason.”

“Sometimes I think [Why is she with me now?] [Is she with me because she likes me?]”

As he said that, Uncle Beichuan, whose face was already turning red, scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly, "I'm sorry for letting you hear these insignificant complaints. I'm so old now that I can't say anything. What, am I a virgin? Hahahaha..."

As he said that, Uncle Beichuan glanced at the watch on his wrist, then stood up from where he was, took out a banknote and put it on the table and turned around: "She's almost done cooking. Sorry, it's time to go. Also, Thank you for having the patience to listen to the old man nagging me for so long..."

Looking at Uncle Beichuan's somewhat lonely back,

No one spoke.

But just when Uncle Beichuan walked to the door and opened the sliding door, Jiang Cheng suddenly stood up and said: "Wait a minute, uncle."

"What's wrong?" Uncle Beichuan turned his head and asked.

"Kagura," Jiang Cheng looked at Kagura aside, "Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Kagura stood up, responded and saluted. Then, he rushed straight out the door and disappeared into the rising night...

…

Jiang Cheng, Denshi's mother-in-law and Uncle Beichuan stood at the door of Denshi's shop, watching Kagura rushing towards with sweaty face and large shopping bags.

Jiang Cheng was furious for a moment: "Hey! Didn't I say you only need to buy that one?! Why are there so many big and small bags?! What on earth did you buy!"

Kagura walked up to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then put the shopping bag on the ground and took out Jiang Cheng's empty wallet from his arms and put it in Jiang Cheng's hand.

"Your wallet."

"Why is it empty?!!"

"Because I happened to see a sale on vinegar kombu in the supermarket. If you buy two thousand pieces, you can get a 9.9% discount." Kagura explained confidently.

"That's too much! You don't need to care about that discount at all! How long are you going to eat so much jealous kelp?!" Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and complained crazily, "If you continue like this, your youth will be all It’s vinegar kelp!”

Kagura picked her nostrils nonchalantly and rubbed it on Jiang Cheng's clothes, then took out an old-looking harmonica that was obviously second-hand with rust from the shopping bag and handed it to her. Uncle Beichuan.

"Didn't I tell you to buy a new one?!!" Jiang Cheng yelled.

"Because after buying vinegar kombu, I no longer have enough money, Aru." Kagura explained, "So, it's all my uncle's fault."

"Enough is enough! Hey!!"

Uncle Beichuan on the side looked at the harmonica in his hand, and his wrinkled face once again showed a trace of emotion...

…

"I'm back."

Uncle Beichuan opened the door of his house and shouted at the same time.

After hearing her husband's voice, Mrs. Kitagawa took out the food from the kitchen and placed it on the dining table.

"Sorry, I came back a little late today." Uncle Beichuan took off his shoes, put on the slippers that had been placed at the entrance, walked over and sat down at the dining table.

"Well, go wash your hands." Mrs. Beichuan just responded slightly.

"Oh, I'll go right away." Uncle Beichuan stood up quickly and ran to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, after washing his hands, Uncle Beichuan looked at himself in the mirror who was no longer young. He couldn't help but smile. Then he took out the old harmonica from his arms and looked at it. But in the end, Uncle Beichuan still took it. The harmonica was returned to his arms.

…

After dinner, Mrs. Kitagawa cleared away the dishes and went into the bedroom, changed into pajamas and lay down on the tatami.

During the entire dinner time, Uncle Beichuan did not take out his harmonica, and he did not say anything.

After taking a bath, Uncle Beichuan put on his pajamas and picked up his harmonica, seemingly determined. However, after opening the bedroom door and looking at his wife who was lying on the tatami with her back to him and seemed to be asleep, Uncle Kitagawa hesitated again.

After a long silence, Uncle Beichuan quietly took two steps back and gently closed the sliding door of the bedroom.

After placing the harmonica on the table, Uncle Beichuan, who was wearing pajamas, gently opened the door and walked out...

Under the dim street lights, Uncle Beichuan walked slowly with his head lowered and a little disappointed. His footsteps did not stop, and his memories never stopped. Scenes from the past kept echoing in Uncle Beichuan's mind...

Unknowingly, Uncle Beichuan had walked to the park not far from home. Maybe he was a little tired. Uncle Beichuan came to the bench in the park and sat down.

Raising his head, Uncle Beichuan looked wordlessly at the brightly lit city in front of him that was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar. What is familiar is that I have lived and worked here for decades, but what is strange is that I don’t know when it turned out to be like this. It is completely different from the poverty and dilapidation in my memories.

Uncle Beichuan sighed, then raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky. Unchanging things also exist, such as this starry sky. Uncle Beichuan seemed to have found some solace, and the expression on his face gradually became more relieved...

But just then, footsteps came.

Mrs. Beichuan, who was wearing pajamas, walked slowly over and sat down next to Uncle Beichuan. She raised her head and looked at the night sky with her husband.

"Do you remember this?" Mrs. Beichuan asked suddenly.

"What?" Uncle Beichuan looked at his wife's gentle face.

"At some point in the past, you stood here and shouted to me [I like you!]" Mrs. Kitagawa smiled and looked at her husband, "Have you forgotten it?"

Uncle Beichuan lowered his head in disappointment, with a slight embarrassment on his face: "Yes...I'm sorry, I can't remember those trivial things from before."

Mrs. Beichuan smiled: "But I haven't forgotten it, no matter how long it has been."

"Ah...really..." Uncle Beichuan still looked disappointed.

"Ah, I feel a little cold." As she said this, Mrs. Kitagawa leaned closer to her husband and rested her head on her husband's shoulder.

"sorry…"

"Why are you apologizing?"

"It's all because of my body that you can't be a mother..." Uncle Beichuan's eyes were a little dodgey.

"Is it because of this that you have become so worried about gains and losses recently?" Mrs. Kitagawa burst out laughing, "Are you an idiot? Hahahaha..."

"Why?"

"I have never thought about that kind of thing at all," Mrs. Kitagawa explained with a smile. "Perhaps it did happen once, but then I gradually let it go. Moreover, even if you have children, when they grow up and leave home, they will It will be just the two of us."

"I thought it was because of this that you have become colder towards me recently..." Uncle Beichuan said somewhat depressedly.

"Now, do you remember this?" Mrs. Kitagawa picked up the harmonica, then covered her mouth and smiled, "At that time, you were the only one who said that I played very well."

"this is…"

"Do you still want to listen to it? Although I have almost forgotten all the scores."

Uncle Beichuan nodded.

Then, Mrs. Beichuan leaned on Uncle Beichuan's shoulder, and gently placed the harmonica on her lips...

The melodious sound of the harmonica sounded, and Uncle Beichuan closed his eyes and listened quietly to this somewhat distant memory...

What the two of them didn't know was that in the grass not far behind them, there were two little heads shaking constantly to the sound of the harmonica.

"Let's go, Kagura." Jiang Cheng reminded in a low voice, then stood up quietly and turned around quietly to leave.

"Oh." Kagura responded softly, then turned around and followed.

…

House of Everything.

Looking at Kagura who had just returned, Gintoki asked casually: "How is your commission going?"

"Of course I'm done! Who do you think I am?" Kagura said, patting her chest.

"Souga..." Gintoki was obviously not interested.

"But we all did it together!" Kagura continued.

"Yo Xi! Win!" Xin Bajiu on the side clenched his fists instantly, "Yin Sang! Bring me three hundred yuan!"

"Tch!" Gintoki took out a coin from his arms and threw it to Shinpachi with a look of displeasure.

"Hey! Isn't the bet three hundred yuan?! Why is there only one coin?!" Xin Baji said dissatisfied, "And this isn't even a coin! It's just a game currency, right?!"

Gintoki chose to ignore it.

"So, Kagura is not yet old enough to complete the commission by herself." Shinpachi held the game coin and said smugly, "It's different from someone like me who can complete the commission alone! "

"Shut up! Four eyes! It's just four eyes!" Kagura folded her hands and snorted softly.

"Hey! That's too much!"

"It's so noisy! Those four eyes of yours!" Kagura pounced directly on him.

(This article is over.)

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