Moon Field.

Jin Yuelin pointed to a row of bamboo fences on the side of the courtyard and said proudly: "Mingcheng, look, that's the chicken coop I built." The earthworm pond is also almost ready, and it will be used to raise chickens scientifically in a while. It's not that I'm bragging, among the teachers of the entire Southwest Associated University, I rank second in terms of chicken raising technology, and no one dares to rank first. ”

"Admire." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile.

Jin Yuelin said: "In a few days, I will go to Xufu to get some chickens and come back, where there is a scientific chicken demonstration field." ”

Zhou Hexuan asked: "You are not going back to teach at Southwest Associated University?" ”

"I took two months off work and had a substitute teacher." Jin Yuelin said.

Zhou Hexuan was quite emotional, Jin Yuelin had reached the level of a love saint, and he raised chickens to make up for Lin Huiyin.

"Mr. Zhou, it's time to eat!"

Lin Huiyin's mother, He Xueyuan, stood at the door and shouted.

This old lady is Lin Changmin's stepfamily, born in a family of small workshop owners, who can't read and write, and can't needlework, and she has been pampered since she was a child, and she has a great temper. Except for Lin Huiyin, all the children she gave birth to died young, so naturally she was not liked by her mother-in-law from a scholarly family.

Later, Lin Changmin married a Shanghai woman, and He Xueyuan was beaten into the cold palace, and her temper became even more eccentric. Even her biological daughter Lin Huiyin couldn't communicate with her, and the mother and daughter would quarrel at every turn.

No, even in the face of Zhou Hexuan, a guest, the old lady had a cold face, and she only smiled when she treated her grandson and granddaughter.

The members of the Construction Society were all there, and since they couldn't sit at the dinner table, Liang Sicheng's students lifted their desks out. There was a plate of freshly fried meat and vegetables on the table, and the rest were all leftovers from Zhou Hexuan's banquet yesterday, and those leftovers were brought back by Lin Huiyin and the two professors of Tongji respectively.

The rice is also cooked in old rice, and the color is already a little black.

Liang Sicheng was a little embarrassed, and greeted with a smile: "Brother Mingcheng, the food is shabby, don't mind." ”

"I'm the one who broke the bank." Zhou Hexuan said.

Although the old lady had a cold face and did not want to see anyone, she deliberately put the two newly fried dishes in front of Zhou Hexuan. She poured some leftover soup herself and mixed it into the rice, swallowing silently without saying a word, as if she didn't want to talk to anyone.

"There's meat!" Nine-year-old Liang Congjie's eyes lit up, but he was very well-educated, and he didn't directly stretch out his chopsticks to grab it.

"Eat." Lin Huiyin sandwiched slices of meat for his son and daughter respectively.

Twelve-year-old Liang Zaibing carefully took a bite on the edge of the meat slice, then plucked several mouthfuls of rice, and then ate the vegetable leaves on the plate. After half a bowl of rice, there were still two-thirds of the meat in her bowl, which made Zhou Hexuan feel very distressed.

Zhou Hexuan asked, "Brother Sicheng, what other difficulties do you have here?" ”

Liang Sicheng did not talk about money, but said: "If possible, please ask Brother Mingcheng to help me subscribe to three American magazines: Architectural Forum, National Geographic, and Time Magazine." ”

"No problem." Zhou Hexuan said.

Seeing that her husband seemed to be unable to speak, Lin Huiyin added: "We still lack all kinds of reference books, mainly in architecture. ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "I will help collect it." ”

Liang Sicheng said happily: "That's really good, with Brother Mingcheng's help, the future work will definitely be a hundred times more efficient." ”

Zhou Hexuan also didn't mention donating property, saying this kind of thing in person would make Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin feel embarrassed, and he didn't even want to greet the old lady for eating too much meat. I can only leave Li Zhuang and send some over every other day to help build a society to improve life.

Zhou Hexuan took special care of the Liang family and had no other meaning. From a moral point of view, Liang Qichao helped Zhou Hexuan get the table name, even if his senior teacher is obliged to help his son and daughter-in-law.

After a meal, Lin Huiyin and his mother went to clean up and wash the dishes together, and Zhou Hexuan was invited into the office of the Construction Society.

Later, the Li Zhuang government built the former residences of Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin very beautifully, and the walls were painted with white plaster, but except for the structure of the room, the appearance has been completely changed. It is a wooden building in disrepair, damp and dilapidated, and the largest one has been separated for public offices.

Liang Sicheng has a large number of pictures on his desk, and he said with a smile: "These are all ancient buildings that were inspected in Chuankang two years ago, and they need to be studied and summarized. ”

Zhou Hexuan asked, "Have you received the photo I sent you?" ”

Liang Sicheng said: "I received it, Fushun Confucian Temple is very interesting." Even if there is no sculpture of the naked child, it is worth studying, but it is a pity that there is a lack of financial resources and energy to conduct field investigations. ”

"There's a chance." Zhou Hexuan comforted.

Liang Sicheng said with a smile: "Yes, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, you can walk around." ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "If you come to Chongqing to raise funds in the future, don't go around my house, just open your mouth if you have any difficulties." ”

"Definitely." Liang Sicheng nodded.

The two were chatting, and Luo Zhewen suddenly ran in: "Mr. Zhou, there is a Professor Tong outside who came to you with his wife." ”

"Professor Tong?" Zhou Hexuan couldn't remember which surname Tong he knew from.

went out to take a look, but saw Tong Dizhou and his wife standing under the eaves, Zhou Hexuan still had no impression.

Tong Dizhou bowed directly and said, "Mr. Zhou, I heard that you came to Li Zhuang to express my gratitude." ”

"You are?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

Tong Dizhou said: "My name is Tong Dizhou, and thanks to Mr. Zhou's donation, I have the opportunity to study in Europe. ”

"It turned out to be Dr. Tong, who has admired his name for a long time!" Zhou Hexuan was surprised and delighted.

Tong Dizhou's name is like thunder, it was in the New China textbook, how could Zhou Hexuan not know, but he couldn't recognize it for a while. Until now, Zhou Hexuan is still donating money to fund studying abroad every year, but he didn't expect that he would actually sponsor Tong Dizhou.

Tong Dizhou said again and again: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, I just published a few papers." ”

Zhou Hexuan asked, "Do you have any difficulties in Li Zhuang?" ”

Tong Dizhou said: "Everything is fine, but there is a shortage of experimental equipment, and I can't do more in-depth research." ”

Zhou Hexuan said: "Make a list of what you need, and I'll try my best to help buy it." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." Tong Dizhou wanted to be polite, but now the conditions are too difficult, so he can only accept Zhou Hexuan's kindness.

Zhou Hexuan stayed in Li Zhuang for a week, and when he left, he had several more lists of materials on him, all of which were needed by various institutions. Some of them he couldn't get his hands on, but most of them were satisfying.

When he returned to Chongqing, Zhou Hexuan immediately set out to buy it. At the same time, he also trusted the relationship between the three sons of Long, and also sent a batch of supplies to the Southwest Associated University, and then wrote to ask several other universities what they wanted.

Anyway, the money earned by domestic factories will be turned into waste paper, and it is better to spend it as soon as possible, which led to his name appearing in the memoirs of various scholars in later generations.