It was only when I ate that I remembered that Muhammad did not eat pork, and that he believed in Allah.

"Sister Xiaofang, call some halal food for Muhammad in Yanhuang." Wu Shan touched his nose and ordered: "Sister Xiaofang, Muhammad is a Muslim, and he can't eat the pork we eat. ”

"Secretary Wu, it's done." Zhang Dali was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks to explain, Wei Xiaofang came up and said with a smile.

"I told them," Wang Lu said softly in his ear, "It's right to treat your mother as family, but they can't call you Xiaoshan in front of outsiders." ”

Wang Lu's mouth was still next to his ear, and when he spoke, he blew like an orchid, making his ears itch. She snorted lightly: "Ugly people are so weird, they all look like something, why are they so awkward." ”

She said that it was okay to whisper, but Wushan, as the male host, could only hold back his laughter. However, Muhammad is not as unbearable as she says, and he still seems to have some potential as a handsome guy. Maybe in the eyes of this little woman, her husband is the most handsome?

"Ah, Secretary Wu, I know about it." Wei Xiaofang replied calmly: "All of us on the table are beef and mutton.

Arabs eat with a special characteristic, usually sitting on the floor.

They can eat even the soup with a soup by breaking bread into small slices or breaking rice into small balls and pinching them with a few fingers of their right hand and serving them in their mouths.

In fact, eating directly by hand cannot be regarded as the exclusive "patent" of the Arabs, and hundreds of millions of people in the world who eat by hand can extend from North Africa to the South Asian subcontinent.

According to the custom of the Arabs, their right hand is always clean.

Therefore, when eating, you must use your right hand to bring food directly into your mouth, not your left hand.

Because in their traditional view, the left hand is unclean and can only be used to assist the right hand in tearing food.

Even if it's a normal job. Arabs are also more right-handed.

The local women were always busy working with their right hands, while their left hands pinched the long pieces of fabric wrapped around their bodies tightly under their armpits, and their left hands were occasionally freed to help, and then retracted abruptly.

Why is the left hand unclean in the Arab conception?

It turns out that Arabs never use toilet paper to clean after entering the toilet, but always rinse with clean water with their left hand.

So, first-time visitors to Arab countries are puzzled by the lack of toilet paper in their hotel rooms and the toilet in their bathrooms.

According to local doctors, the incidence of hemorrhoids among the Arab population is extremely low. It should be said that it has a lot to do with this habit of theirs.

These customs and habits were explained to Wang Lu in Wushan's spare time. Come to think of it, she has always kept it in her heart.

Although Wang Lu is already a wife, she still retains the innocence of a little girl. In her impression. All Arabs are ugly.

Muhammad was seen eating with his right hand, although he was not sitting on the ground. Wang Lu's eyebrows are always wrinkled. Later, he didn't even look in his direction, and Wu Shan realized why she said that these people were ugly.

The four people at the table, none of them spoke, and ate without squinting.

Of course, no matter whose speed it is, it can't compare to Wushan's. When the two loaves of bread of Muhammad were in their stomachs. He's already eaten.

"Mountain, you're eating too fast." Al La's tears came out, and he was still holding mapo tofu with chopsticks: "In that case, it's not good for your stomach." Look at your brother and me. When eating, I don't feel sick, and my stomach is always good. ”

"Let's eat your food," Wu Shan glanced at him: "Could it be that our Chinese food can't stop your mouth?" ”

"Hehe, I used to eat fast." Al pulled the napkin and wiped his tears: "I'm jealous that you eat fast." ”

Wang Lu ignored it directly, covered his mouth with his hand and chewed, and swallowed a piece of scallion fried mutton.

She raised her face and asked curiously, "Husband, what are the delicious things in my country, it seems that most of them are in the south?" ”

"Maybe it has something to do with the war." Wushan only guessed: "In ancient times, the Central Plains has always been a battleground for the Chinese nation's soldiers. With war after war, most of the northerners fled to the south. ”

In the southern part of China, the rivers are dense. The iron horses of the northerners are useless here.

The cuisine of the Bashu region is unique in China.

Since ancient times, it has been known as the land of abundance.

There are Qinling Mountains in the north, Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau in the south, the roof of the Shilu Boundary in the west, and the Wushan Mountains in the east.

Don't say that it was difficult for the army of the ancient northerners to enter, and the modern Japanese invaded our country and did not enter Bashu.

The Japanese state shifted its strategic focus to the Pacific and Southeast Asia, why not because of the complex terrain of Bashu, and the Kuomintang has used the mountain city as a temporary companion capital?

In these places, which have rarely survived wars, various cultures have been preserved relatively intact.

Thinking of food, Wushan thought of the iron cavalry of the Mongol Yuan Empire and the Manchu Empire in history, if it were not for the guidance of the traitors, how could the Han people finally succumb to the rule of the northerners?

The point is that there is no unity within the Han people, which is the biggest problem.

In their previous lives, when they were overseas, the people of Treasure Island looked down on the mainlanders, and the people of Hong Kong Island thought that they were one level higher than the mainlanders.

At present, it is not clear how to improve the national cohesion of the Han nationality in the future.

At least for Wushan at present, there is no feasible solution.

It wasn't until his arm was touched twice by Wang Lu that he woke up from his thoughts.

"What's wrong, Bao?" Wu Shan was a little surprised, seeing that everyone was looking at him.

"Second father's phone, Sister Xiaofang called you twice." Wang Lu said angrily.

Sure enough, the call was from Wu Libi, and he picked up the microphone: "Hey, second father, what's the matter?" My friends and I were eating. ”

"I saw that your grandfather was not very energetic, so I didn't say anything when I asked him." Wu Libi suppressed his voice over there: "Have you had a meal?" Your second uncle and I still have to go and see Yaoyao. ”

"Good second father." Wushan was in a hurry, and Nan Nan, Xiuyan, and Grandma Tai left one after another, making him cherish his family even more.

Back in the restaurant, everyone finished eating, and Zhang Dali and his family were busy cleaning up the table.

"What's wrong, husband?" Wang Lu saw that his face was wrong. Hurriedly asked.

Wu Shan waved his hand: "The second father said that grandpa may have a physical problem, let's take a look later." ”

This time, the voices of the two men were not very low, and Al and Muhammad, who were sitting next to them, also heard them.

Their Chinese proficiency and daily conversations are basically understood, but they are a little weird when they speak.

"Mountain, Muhammad and I came here for a vacation." Al waved at him: "If you have something, you will do it first." ”

"Okay, when the time comes, if you're interested, follow me around." Wu Shan nodded at him and the Arabian prince, and took Wang Lu's hand and walked into the garage.

Old man Wu Tianming looked ashen. Maybe it's really sick.

"Brother, sister-in-law Lulu, we want to go out and play." As soon as Xiaofang met, she took Wang Lu's hand and was coquettish.

"Daddy, Lulu's mother." Jin Chun and Jin Ling, brother and sister, are much quieter.

"Grandpa, did these four little guys quarrel with you?" Wu Shan stroked the heads of the little ones. Asked Wu Tianming directly.

"No," he barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "what can I do?" If only they weren't around. Maybe your grandma and I won't get used to it. ”

He gaged his grandson's mouth with a word. Maybe I'm afraid to pick up a few little guys.

"Okay, I'll take you out of the city to play right away!" Wang Lu became the king of children and won their cheers.

"Lulu, take them out of the city and walk around. Since they came to Jingshi, they haven't been out of the city, but they're stuffy. Wu Tianming instructed: "Xiaoshan and I will also go out for a walk." ”

Ah Fu drove his grandfather's car out of the city. Wu Shan drove his own car and took the old man Wu Tianming.

"Go left!" As soon as he got on the road, Grandpa commanded.

Wushan was a little surprised, but he still did as the old man wanted.

Nearly fifty years have passed, and the architecture of Jingshi should have changed a lot.

Several times. Following Grandpa's instructions, I walked over and back again.

"Just stop here!" At the foot of Xiangshan, the old man Wu Tianming said with certainty.

Wu Shan parked his car on the side of the road.

Looking up, this is a school, and the sign of the new school in Jingshi Haiding District is hung on the school gate.

The old man didn't get out of the car, looked at the rusty school gate with the iron fence, and muttered, "The name has changed." ”

In his mouth, he hummed a song intermittently: "Simple child, the main body of good and bad in the future world." Clear-hearted, do not know the harm. Fun games, regardless of whether it is wrong or not. The social value is without me, without me to benefit people, and to benefit children first. ”

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Wushan didn't know what was going on, so he gave his grandfather a handkerchief.

The old man took it in his hand, did not wipe it, and sang it over and over again.

The tune is a bit like a children's rhyme. It wasn't until he sang it two or three times that Wu Shan roughly guessed the lyrics.

Eventually, his voice was quieted, and his eyes were always on the school.

After a while, he came back to his senses and wiped away his tears.

"Xiaoshan, do you know why I didn't want to come to Jingshi all along?" The old man Wu Tianming had calmed down: "Last time your second father got married, I didn't come. It is said that the marriage of my second daughter should come in person. ”

He sighed: "I'm not coming, and neither is your grandmother." Actually, I owe a lot to your grandmother. ”

Wu Shan didn't understand what was going on, and vaguely felt that his grandfather should have some stories. At this time, he is a good listener.

Sure enough, the old man Wu Tianming began to speak.

In September 1917, a major flood occurred in Shunzhi Province, which inundated 103 counties and 19,045 villages.

Six million three hundred and fifty-one thousand three hundred and forty-four people were affected; The acres of land affected by the disaster were 254,889 hectares, 165 acres and 3 centimeters.

It was a great catastrophe.

At that time, Xiong Xiling was ordered to supervise the aftermath of the flood, and saw that the victims in various places were abandoned by his children because of lack of food, and some even his children abandoned the roads or sold them, so he set up two Salesian Bureaus in Beijing and entrusted Catholics to adopt the children of the victims.

One school is for boys and the other is for girls, and there are almost 1,000 boys and girls in total.

After the floods subsided, the children were brought back by their parents.

But by the time it came, more than 200 children had gone unclaimed. As a result, the Flood Authority had to set up a permanent body to educate these children.

But at that time, it was not easy to find a suitable place to build a house in Jingshi City.

Fortunately, Xu Shichang, the president of Xu University at the time, discussed with the internal affairs office of the former Qing imperial family and allocated the place of Xiangshan Jingyi Garden to build two schools for boys and girls in the Salesian Hospital.

"Your grandmother is the teacher at this school." Wu Tianming's mood fluctuated again: "Her family, all in the northeast, died under the guns of the Japanese invaders. In July 1937, the Japanese invaded Beiping. At that time, I was separated from your grandmother, so I led your father back to my hometown. ”

Tears unconsciously flowed out of the corners of his eyes: "Later, I asked people everywhere to inquire. When they arrived, she was killed by the Japanese in order to cover more than 20 homeless children. The location, right here. ”

At this point, he couldn't stop crying.

For a long time, Wu Shan felt strange that the age difference between Wu Lixing and his two aunts and one uncle was so big.

Back then, my grandparents said that many aunts and uncles died in the middle as an excuse to cover up the past.

Their untimely death may also be real. But what about the twin genes in the family? For a while, Wushan felt sorry for the grandmother he had never met, and was more concerned about what happened later.

The car moved slowly.

At this time, a slender old lady walked out of the school.

"Quick, quick, stop!" Wu Tianming was already pulling the car door. (To be continued......)