On July 12, 1882, Johann and Hans the butler arrived in Hamburg, an important port and foreign trade city in Germany. After a short overnight stay in Hamburg, they continued on their way and finally arrived at their final destination, Berlin, on the evening of the 15th.

The traffic of this era really tossed John miserably.

But he was still young after all, and the journey from London to Berlin was not as good as crossing the Atlantic, and after a night's sleep, young John regained his energy. If it weren't for the fact that Hans, the butler, was too tired to get out of bed again, he would probably have to go out the next day to get a good look at this famous city.

Berlin, in John's heart, is more of a city full of pathos.

The defeat of the two world wars in his previous life made a deep impression on the city of Berlin in John's heart, and after ruling out this abstract concept, he really wanted to see the Berlin of this iron-blooded age. However, after two days of rest in the hotel with Hans, on the morning of the fourth day of his arrival in Berlin, Johann packed himself up and walked out of the hotel with the butler.

"Sir, don't we really need to go buy some more gifts?"

Sitting in the rental carriage, the butler Hans asked with some apprehension in his heart.

"No, you don't."

Turning his head to look at the scenery on the streets of Berlin, John waved his hand and said, "Grandpa specially instructed me not to prepare any other gifts except for the things he gave me...... Hehe, but I really didn't expect that my grandfather actually had a cousin in Berlin! ”

"I heard about it for the first time before I came."

Hans blinked, shook his head with a wry smile and said.

Just before the two of them left New York, old Huntelaar suddenly told them one thing, that is, there was a relative of his in Berlin, Angela Huntelaar, that is, John's cousin!

The news took both of them by surprise.

Needless to say, John had never heard his grandfather say that he had a cousin. And Hans has been following the old Huntelaar for more than ten years, and he has always thought that he has no other relatives, you know, he has almost never helped the old Huntelaar mail letters to Europe for so many years.

Therefore, John's heart was slightly uneasy at this time.

When the two arrived in Hamburg, they sent a telegram to the relative informing him of their upcoming visit, but John was not sure if the family would welcome him. Of course, he didn't know this cousin, but he didn't have confidence in his grandfather, Old Huntelaar.

After so many years of almost no correspondence, God knows what the relationship between the two sides must have become!

But no matter what the situation was, since old Huntelaar had ordered it, John still had to go to the old lady's house when he came to Berlin, and the gifts that his grandfather had entrusted him to bring must also be delivered, which was the most important thing of the day.

Thinking of this, John was able to temporarily put aside the uneasiness in his heart and use the surrounding scenery to divert his attention. Compared to New York, which is full of construction sites, Berlin is much cleaner and cleaner overall, and the city is obviously more mature. But compared to London, which has just left, Berlin is much worse, not only is it much smaller in scale, but the people on the streets are not as proud and calm as London.

"But just like New York, Berlin is a little more vibrant than London."

After watching it for a long time, John secretly gave a definition of Berlin in his heart. Germany, which had just completed reunification, was making rapid progress in the fields of culture and science, as was industry. Compared to Britain, which is already beginning to show signs of sluggishness, the country lacks only time.

The carriage drove on and stopped in front of a house half an hour later.

"Are you sure it's the address?"

Looking at the two-story single-family house in front of him, which is common on the streets of Berlin, John looked around and subconsciously confirmed.

"Of course, sir!"

John's question seemed to make the coachman a little unhappy, and he said with a very solemn expression: "This is the address you gave me, and I promise that there will be no mistake!" ”

"Well, thank you."

Hans hurriedly stepped forward to pay the fare, and then took the taxi driver and left. For as soon as their carriage had stopped, a young white man of about twenty years of age came out of the house and walked straight towards them.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

After a brief glance at the two of them, especially a few more focused glances at John, the young white man turned to Hans and asked with a gentle smile.

Mr. Butler hurriedly stepped forward and responded, "Hello, may I ask if this is Mr. Schiller's house?" We have written before that we have come to visit Mrs. Angela Schiller! ”

"Oh?"

After listening to Hans's answer, the young white man's eyes lit up, and he turned his gaze back to John, and said in surprise: "Then you must be John?" I'm your cousin Konrad, welcome to Berlin......"

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Sitting at the long table, John's face was calm, but there was a little uneasiness in his heart.

Anyone at a table of a dozen or so people will be a little uneasy.

Directly opposite John was his seventy-year-old aunt, Angela Schiller, who had died six years earlier. On either side of the long table were John's three uncles and their families. Just today, John, who always thought that he had no relatives except for old Huntelaar, suddenly had three more sisters, four brothers and one sister!

A real family!

After taking his seat, everyone's eyes fell on John's face, especially his cousins, who seemed to be curious about him.

In fact, after arriving at Schiller's house, John was welcomed by his aunt's family, and Mrs. Angela Schiller was enthusiastic, and dragged John to babble for half an hour, until her son reluctantly stopped. And today's noon meal Schiller's family was all there, and the old lady's three sons and grandchildren all came back, just to accompany John for a meal.

So, John quickly understood one thing.

Mrs. Schiller still thinks about her brother who has gone to the United States, and the relationship between the two should have been quite good, but for some reason, the elder Huntelaar rarely wrote to his sister later, so that the two sides did not contact each other for many years.

"Perhaps, it's because of my mother?"

Although Madame Schiller did not say it explicitly, John had roughly guessed the reason why old Huntelaar did not contact his sister, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Although the aunt's questions just now were many and miscellaneous, most of them focused on the old Huntelaar's body and other aspects, and the others were to tell her feelings about her brother, but she rarely talked about John and his mother, at most she asked John about his plans to come to Germany, etc., as if the old lady deliberately avoided these topics. So at this time, as long as he thinks about it seriously, John can naturally understand a lot of things.

"Oh, yes!"

John, who was a little uncomfortable to be looked at, suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out a small box from his arms, stood up and sent it to Mrs. Schiller, and said softly: "This is what my grandfather asked me to bring back to you, and I told me to hand it over to you with my own hands!" ”

"El gave it to me?"

After hearing John's words, Madame Schiller's expression moved, as if she had suddenly thought of something, and immediately stretched out her hands that were a little trembling and opened the closed box.

Time seemed to stand still, and Madame Schiller froze as she looked at the contents of the box.

John turned back to his place, not looking at what was in the box. Although he took it from New York to Berlin along the way, John never thought to take it apart because he thought the gift of the voyage was a memory for his grandfather and his sister.

Sure enough, after looking at the contents of the box for a long time, Madame Schiller wiped the corners of her eyes and put it away.

After the old lady settled in love, lunch officially began. The Schiller's mealtimes are not dull, especially when there is a young man at the table. As soon as the first course was served, one of John's sisters, Jenny, asked curiously: "John, I just heard you say that you plan to study at a university in Germany in the next few years, have you chosen a good school?" ”

"This ...... Not yet. ”

Smiling slightly, John shook his head and said.

At this time, German higher education was ahead of the rest of the world, and it was only natural that there were many universities for him to choose from. The University of Berlin, Leipzig, Göttingen and, of course, Heidelberg, but Johann doesn't have a clear goal yet, so he plans to find out about it first.

"Then you can consider the University of Berlin!"

The youngest, Aisha Schiller, blinked her eyes and suddenly said, "My father is a professor at the University of Berlin, and Konrad is also studying at the University of Berlin, isn't it just right for you to go there?" ”

"Really?"

After listening to Aisha's words, John's heart moved, and he immediately looked at Heiner Schiller, an elegant middle-aged man of about forty-five or sixteen years old, that is, one of his "unnetbsp; "The University of Berlin is really great."

Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, this Mr. Schiller nodded, smiled a little reservedly, and said: "It is one of the best universities in the world right now, and it is very good in many fields, if you want to go, I can help write a letter of recommendation." ”

After hearing this, John immediately put on a grateful look, nodded again and again, and said, "Thank you, uncle, I will definitely seriously consider this ......."

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It was a little late, but it was done by twelve o'clock. I drank a lot of alcohol today, so if you have a sick sentence, a typo, or something, please bear with me.

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