In fact, there was still a little episode when I got up in the morning, that is, as soon as Sha Lu opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that Xiao Su Lan was actually kneeling at the head of his bed, and as soon as he saw Sha Lu wake up, he came up to help Sha Lu put on clothes, shoes and socks, for this kind of service, Sha Lu was not uncomfortable, but he was still very curious and asked: "Su Lan, when did you come over, you won't sit here all night, right?" ”

Su Lan replied respectfully: "I'll come over at four o'clock, and then wait here for you to wake up and dress you." ”

Shakru waved his hand and said, "Well, I'll talk to the housekeeper later, you don't have to come over in the morning, I can get dressed myself, and you can prepare hot water for me to wash." ”

Su Lan said in horror: "Merciful Mr. Pandeit, you must not do this, otherwise I will definitely be driven out of the village by Madame and become a pariah." ”

Although I don't know why Su Lan was so frightened and insistent in this matter, Sha Keru decided to listen to her once, and he was a guest, and it was inconvenient for him to meddle in the management of other people's homes, so he dressed and washed under Su Lan's service.

At breakfast, Sami asked, "Mr. Pandit, do you ride a horse?" ”

Shakru said a little embarrassed: "Well, this is really not true, learning equestrianism in New Delhi is a very troublesome thing." ”

Sang Yi sighed, turned around and whispered a few words to the butler beside him, and then said to Shakru: "This is understandable, after all, in New Delhi, you are all driving, but the road conditions here are too bad, and it is not convenient to replenish gasoline, so we usually ride horses or mules, since you don't know how to ride horses, then let's change to other means of transportation in a while, anyway, my tea garden is not far away." ”

Outside the door, the butler and several manservants were already waiting outside, and two of them, the tall manservants, walked up to Shakru and Sanyi respectively, and first knelt down and kissed their shoes (Indians feel that the feet are very dirty, and kissing the dirtiest part shows complete surrender to the person, and the whole body belongs to the other. Then he turned around and knelt down in a very strange position.

At first, Shakru thought it was some kind of special etiquette, but then when he saw Mr. Sang sitting on the manservant in front of him very naturally, he was shocked. Seeing his shocked look, Sang Yi stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please to persuade: "Mr. Pandit, please take a seat, you can rest assured, Guta is very strong, and he can get up quickly and steadily." ”

At this time, Shakru realized that this was what Sang Yi had just said about "other means of transportation", and later he learned that in the countryside, many Sudra children were used as mules for other children to carry others to school in order to make money.

Although Shakru felt that this was a violation of human rights, but since this is such a custom, then he still followed the local customs, so he trembled and sat on the body of this ancient tower, I have to say, this rider is much simpler than riding a horse, at least you don't have to worry about him will suddenly lose control, but I don't know why, Shakru suddenly felt that the Chinese saying "ride on the neck to and pee" seems to have a source of life.

Mr. Sangyi's tea garden was really not far away, and the two human mules climbed really fast, in short, it was about half an hour later, and everyone came to the tea garden. Looking at the lush tea plantations, and looking at the green mountains and green waters in the distance, breathing the fresh and natural air here, Shakru felt that it was really a very good choice to come here for a vacation, so he said to Sang Yi beside him: "Mr. Wias, now I really envy you, the air and scenery here are really good, I don't know how many times better than New Delhi, I feel that if I live here all the year round, I will definitely live a long life." ”

Sang Yi nodded: "Yes, the air here is indeed better than in New Delhi, and there are not so many chaotic cars on the road, but the most important thing is that a lot of enjoyment can only be enjoyed here." As he spoke, Sani gestured to the ancient tower beneath Shakru.

Shakru sighed in his heart, what Sang Yi said is indeed right, many enjoyments can indeed only be enjoyed in the countryside, which is why a person with a higher education like Sang Yi knows the harm of caste discrimination but refuses to change, because once he changes, his privileges will disappear, so no matter how advanced and civilized he has received an education, he will become the defender of this most traditional backward system.

While the two were wandering around, suddenly a well-dressed young man who looked like an official ran over from a distance, he came to Sang Yi's side, and first lay down and kissed Sang Yi's boots, and then stood up to speak, Shakru listened to what he said, and felt that he should be a local agricultural official, but he didn't know why he had to respect Sang Yi so much.

It was only after the official had left that Shakru raised his question, and Sang Yi replied with a smile: "Of course he should respect me, because he is the son of my housekeeper, and he has served me since he was a child, but he is smart and clever, and he is the son of the old housekeeper, so he sent him to school." ”

Although Indian law requires a proportion of low-caste officials to gradually eliminate the deep-rooted caste problem, at the grassroots level, such laws have little effect, since most of the low-caste officials are actually the children of these high-caste servants.

Because these servant children can learn with their masters from an early age, they have a high level of education, and their status as generations of servants makes it convenient for the masters to call them, so they use their own energy to help their servants pass the assessment and distribution.

Another reason is that in the countryside, if the local big landlords, that is, the high caste class, do not approve of you, even the officials assigned by the higher government will still be returned, and you must re-recognize the officials they are satisfied with, so in the countryside, these big landlords are the de facto emperors of the soil.

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