Chapter 185: Teacher
George knew very little about his teacher, and he never allowed George to ask about his past, so much so that George only knew his name and graduated from Jingcheng University, and the rest did not know anything.
When he was able, George didn't investigate these things without authorization, since the teacher didn't want to say it, it must have his own reasons, when he wanted to say it one day or if there was something that needed George to do, George would not shirk anything.
"A teacher for a day, a father for life" When Smith did not fulfill his father's responsibilities, Yang Weiye, who was a master, made George regard him as a father in his heart with his strictness, seriousness and warmth from time to time.
Although George later became a dissolute skeleton and became a groom every night like a humanoid teddy, George was still cautious in front of Yang Weiye, for fear of making him unhappy.
Seeing the bags of rice from China, Japan, South America and other countries piled up on the side through the large open door, local flour, etc., almost all the free places were filled, and only a little aisle pavement remained, George couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Yang Weiye is a competent teacher, and he was also a competent boss before the nineties, but his inherent thinking is somewhat unable to keep up with the changes of the times.
With the rise of large supermarkets, Wal-Mart and other large shopping malls opened not far from Chinatown, and after people's shopping began to become more convenient, the business of rice shops plummeted, and George did not persuade him from time to time, but the stubborn Yang Weiye has been reluctant to change careers.
He told George that his rice shop was for the people of Chinatown, not for the Yankees, and that as long as there was one more person to buy it, he would continue to open it.
After being taught a lesson, George looked at the bleak rice shop and didn't think about hiring someone to buy it, but his thoughts seemed to be seen through, and after being warned by Yang Weiye's preaching, he buried his thoughts in his heart.
Because of Yang Weiye's insistence, the elderly living in Chinatown did not change places, and they were still supporting him as before, but adding a service to turn the original self-pickup into home delivery.
Fortunately, because of the support of these people, Mipu persevered, so that Yang Weiye's family had no problems with food and clothing.
personally took the box of Moutai wine with one bottle missing in Ulmes's hand, signaled to the three Nunu that they could go to the tea room over there and wait for him, and then under the puzzled eyes of several people, he walked into the rice shop on the path between the grains.
"Brother Qing, is the teacher there?"
After entering the rice shop, I saw Huang Yuqing, a native of Fujian Province who had been recruited since he started to deliver goods, and who had been smuggled to the United States with the dream of making money.
This is not a few years older than George, but because of the profound blood of the Fujian and Cantonese people since ancient times, he began to work to support his family before finishing middle school, until he was old enough to step on a freighter and cross the ocean to the gold mountain of his dreams.
If it weren't for the chance encounter with George's teacher Yang Weiye, he might have been like other people who came to the Golden Mountain of his dreams, working all over the world as a black worker, not to mention not getting a penny, and might be constantly pursued by the police in Los Angeles.
"George is here, I heard from my husband that you went to Xiangjiang, tell me that Xiangjiang is better than Los Angeles?"
Huang Yuqing, who was moving rice, heard the sound, turned around and saw George, grabbed the towel on his shoulder, wiped the sweat on his face, and happily came to George's front to take the opened Moutai wine box from his hand, looked at the wine box that was already missing a bottle, and pouted.
As for why there was one bottle missing, how he didn't know where the missing bottle had gone after working here for a few years and being familiar with the people around him, this kind of thing happened almost every time George came over.
After moving the wine crate to the eating place inside, he came out again and saw George standing there looking at the already piled up shop with grain.
Xiangjiang and Southeast Asia have always been the first choice for Fujian and Cantonese people to go abroad, after all, there are a lot of fellow villagers in those places, and Fujian and Cantonese people are very united and can take care of each other, just to make more money, he did not go to those two places, but came directly to the United States.
"I don't see any difference, if anything, it's that there are more high-rise buildings than in Los Angeles, and the level of congestion is incomparable to Los Angeles, and there are only a few tens of kilometers where millions of people live, just think about it and you will know what it looks like.
By the way, I'll go meet the teacher first, and we'll talk later!"
For Huang Yuqing's curiosity, George understands, after all, everyone has curiosity about places they have never been to and unknown things.
Hearing George's words, Huang Yuqing didn't ask, but stretched out his finger and pointed upstairs, George nodded, and walked to the stairs and went straight to the second floor.
Ascending to the second floor and walking to the door of a room around the corner, George stopped, reached out and knocked lightly on the door.
This is Yang Weiye's study, and it is also the place where George studied with Yang Weiye at that time, as long as the business is not busy, he will read and write in this room.
"Come in"
"Teacher"
With permission, George gently pushed the door open and entered the study.
The room is not large, only a dozen square meters, and the walls are bookshelves embedded inside, each of which is slowly composed of books in Chinese and English.
In the window position, there is a long desk of more than one meter, more than a dozen brushes are hung on the pen holder on the desk, a small pen wash, and an inkstone is all the items on the desk.
Sitting on the chair behind the desk with a book in his eyes, Yang Weiye, who was originally in his fifties and was reading because of the hard work of life, his black hair was mixed with a few strands of white silk, and wrinkles appeared on his face, and he looked a little old after hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked away from the book in front of him, and when he saw George walking in, his face was covered with a faint smile.
"It's time for you to come back, it's a good habit that you always have to go home at this time of year, no matter where you are.
The tradition of Chinese people thinking about their home can be displayed in you, which proves that my education is still successful. ”
Looking at George, who walked in front of him and bowed slightly to him, Yang Weiye's eyes were full of contentment and happiness, this is his only student, and the only heir who accepts the inheritance he brought out, and those young people in Chinatown who are dressed in the garb of yellow people, but have no trace of Chinese knowledge and want to learn ** have integrated into the United States and become an American faction.
Although he was a little dissatisfied with George's obsession with women when he grew up, George did not have any slack in the study of ancient Chinese literature, and every time he wanted to make a big effort to educate George, who was unrepentant and obsessed with women, he always couldn't find a reason because of the completion of his homework.
After all, the United States is an open country, which is completely different from China, and it is impossible for George, who has Westernized ideas to transform into pure Oriental thoughts.
In China, this is a loss of private morality, but in the United States this is a normal thing, no one in this country will blame others for their private life, let alone George was born in the United States, grew up in the United States, and has been exposed to these since he was a child.