Chapter 40: Storytelling (3)
Duoduo's hometown is in Chun'an, Zhejiang, which is an indescribable place of beauty. The most famous is the Xin'an River Reservoir, also known as Qiandao Lake.
Duoduo and I went back to her hometown once, and that was during the summer vacation one year, and we stayed there for a few days. Although it was only a few days, I had a very good impression of that place. The air is humid, the scenery is pleasant, and having a sweetheart by your side is even more beautiful.
I'll talk about that wonderful experience later. Now I'm telling you a different story about myself.
Duoduo hadn't seen her grandparents, as if it was because of an accident that happened in Chun'an many years ago. That accident seems to have caused a lot of deaths in them, and Duoduo's grandparents were also among them. Later, in order to appease the people, the government gave corresponding compensation. In the era when New China was just founded, life was cheaper than grass, and everyone did not have any big opinions. Even if there is, it will be useless.
After that, Duoduo's father had to move out of there because of his work. We went to Aunt Duoduo's house that time. Duoduo's father, who is my future father-in-law, is a mysterious figure to me. Because although I got along with Duoduo, I only met him once.
According to Duoduo, her dad was a freelancer. In layman's terms, it is to run the rivers and lakes. If you put it in Beijing dialect, it is "the fallen master". He will do whatever the money comes from, and there is no fixed line or industry. Collect at a low price, sell at a high price, and earn the difference in the middle.
I often hear people say that Zhejiang people are the best at doing business and are born businessmen. Originally, I was skeptical, but the meeting with her father gave me a lot of knowledge.
At that meeting, he also came to Beijing by the way. It seems that he got a more famous antique, and then went to Panjiayuan to find a master who knows the goods to sell. Of course, it was also introduced by someone, and someone matched the bridge to facilitate this business.
During the banquet, Duoduo and I ate and didn't ask anything else.
First, Uncle Qian took out something that looked like a bronze object, but it was just a corner in a hurry. The other party glanced at it, and then Uncle Qian hurriedly put it away. Then the two sides made gestures and mouths full of code words, and bargained back and forth. After some verbal arguments, the two sides finally reached an agreement. It seems that both sides are quite satisfied. And the other party didn't even eat, so he hurriedly left.
I watched their gestures and found them very interesting: during the conversation, each side held one hand with each other, and then covered the hand with the other hand, and both sides gestured to and fro in each other's palms. It is said that this is a code word for the antiques trade.
Vaguely, according to Uncle Qian, his income this time was 8 figures. The middleman alone received a six-figure payout. I was shocked, 8 figures!! You know, tens of millions around 2000, what kind of concept is it? At the time, I felt like I was a bit of a rich woman, but looking back, it didn't seem to have much to do with me.
I also suddenly understood why every time I spent money or worried about living expenses, Duoduo didn't let me bother. I also knew in an instant how she could afford the pair of old beeswax bracelets we had in our hands.
After that meeting, I never saw Duoduo's father again. I heard Duoduo say that he is always uncertain, he may be in Beijing today, and he may be in Russia tomorrow. She was accustomed to his father's habit of being a mystery. It's just that I've never heard Duoduo mention her mother. I asked her once, but Duoduo only brought it with one sentence, saying that they were divorced, and I never asked again.
Duoduo is a victim of the failure of the marriage, and with little parental concern, he has developed a strong independent character. Because of this, a lot of time is spent on studying, so my grades are particularly good. When you are with me, you are very attached to me. When something happens, she asks me to help her make decisions. As soon as he left me, it was like a different person.
I remember that Duoduo once said that her grandfather was a literate person, and there was a large box of materials and documents left by him during his lifetime. After her grandfather died, his father kept it, saying that it was the most important thing that his grandfather told him. These documents, in the eyes of ordinary young people, may be waste paper left by the older generation, which is of little use.
However, when Duoduo was fine, he turned them all over and studied them carefully. After that, the more I watched it, the more addicted I became, and I was fascinated. In my spare time for three years in high school, I spent almost all of my spare time researching these texts and records. After the college entrance examination, I did not hesitate to choose the archaeology major after filling in the volunteers.
When I got to college, I found that what my grandfather recorded was actually very helpful to my studies, and I figured it out in many ways. Therefore, in her studies, that is, in the entire archaeology department, she became a top student, and received a full scholarship every year. When it comes to learning, it is natural to be like a fish in water.
But Duoduo said that this accident did not look like an accident, but some kind of unsightly conspiracy. I couldn't agree with her very much, and I also had a feeling in my heart that I couldn't put it into words.
When it was my turn to speak, I condensed and condensed the more than 20 years before I spoke about myself. Of course, I can't omit to talk about my grandfather and his experience of "retiring from the rivers and lakes"; talked about his death in the Yangtze River; Talk about my major. My admission to graduate school was a mistake even for me.
After telling my story, I suddenly realized a very coincidental thing: it seems that each of us has been influenced by our ancestors to a greater or lesser extent. I was influenced by my grandfather, and the old ghost was guided by his grandfather, and we both chose history; Lisa was influenced by her maternal grandparents; And Duoduo is the major of his choice. can be traced, and it is also imperceptibly influenced by her grandfather. This seems a little weird, but it's too much of a coincidence, right?
Is it really like the Chinese saying "meet thousands of miles away"? The more I think about it, the more I feel like my head is big.
As I spoke, both Dickens and Tom dozed off. It seems that what I said was not very exciting, or maybe what I said had little to do with them. So it sounds boring. However, Duoduo and I and the other four people seemed to have received some kind of revelation, and we felt a little uneasy.
Seeing that I was finished, Dickens suggested that everyone should rest early and leave early tomorrow morning. Of course, we also responded, each found a place to sleep, and soon fell asleep.
Faintly, all kinds of dreams hit me, making my head hot. Who is very unsteady, just woke up in the middle of the night.