"Bai Zhonghua and I are friends. I want to see his career. ”

Bai Zhonghua is the grandson of Bai Jiesheng and the son of the old man Daishi.

In that case, how could he be on the side of the British?

Zuo Youyou was haunted in his heart. However, reason told her that this was indeed what Dr. Caleb had seen from the ledger, and that Zuo Youyou had seen it himself. It is true that every expenditure will give the Japanese a little dividend.

She believes that there must be a secret behind this, but what is this hidden secret?

"Mr. Bai Zhonghua has provided you with information about the Wantaihe?" Zuo Youyou asked him tentatively.

"Yes, Mr. Bai Zhonghua is a good 'field' object. He was wise, honest, and gifted with languages. I learned a lot about the history of the Wantaihe from him. ”

Field, refers to fieldwork. This is an academic research method in which the researcher is personally involved in field research.

"I remember you researched North Korean trade? It is a coincidence that your student, Dr. Jiang Shiqin, who is working on the East Asian Economic Network, is being produced by the Working Group on the Chinese Classics at this moment. ”

Dr. Caleb nodded.

"The historical materials provided by Mr. Bai Jiesheng are very helpful for Shiqin's research. Pity. He sighed and quoted a Chinese idiom, "When you die young, the world is impermanent." ”

Zuo Youyou looked at Dr. Caleb carefully. He looked out the window of his car and stared at the streetscape.

Zuo Youyou carefully considered whether to turn the topic to Bai Dajun, the old man of Daishi. She wondered what Dr. Caleb thought of Bai Dajun, but she thought about it and felt that this was not a good time to talk.

The car drove into the gate of Huaxia Shulin, and Dr. Caleb jumped out of the car and reached out to touch the slender sign of the vicissitudes of Huaxia Shulin.

Zuo Youyou sent a WeChat message to Jian Xingzhou, telling him that he was ready to receive him, and then took Dr. Caleb into the rather old courtyard of Huaxia Shulin.

"This little building." Zuo Youyou pointed to the small warehouse, "Before the Anti-Japanese War, it was used as a university teacher's dormitory. ”

"Sino-Japanese War."

Zuo Youyou glanced at Dr. Caleb, thought for a while, and said: "Dr. Caleb, I suggest calling it the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression to respect historical facts more." ”

"Okay. Do as the Romans do. ”

It is not a question of following the local customs, but the characterization of war. But Zuo Youyou does not plan to argue anymore: "Before the Sino-Japanese War, there was a university in that direction, which was later destroyed in the war. But this small building has survived. Some academic predecessors used to live in this small building, such as the collector Mr. Bai Dajun. You should be familiar with it. ”

"It's a long history."

Dr. Caleb didn't follow Zuo Youyou's words to mention Old Man Daishi, his attention was completely occupied by this small building.

He chatted with Uncle Administrator:

"How long have you been working in this artifact?"

"It's been a long time, it's been decades."

"How do we protect our cultural relics on weekdays? What security systems are in place? ”

How to protect?

There is no protection without funding, and at most it is waste utilization - isn't this used as a warehouse?

Zuo Youyou secretly slandered himself, only to hear the administrator ask:

"What is a security system?"

Dr. Caleb said while taking a picture of the building: "The security system is used to protect the safety of cultural relics. ”

The administrator was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Zuo Youyou for help.

Zuo Youyou hesitated for a moment and said vaguely: "There is a certain amount of security." ”

Unexpectedly, Dr. Caleb became interested and asked curiously, "What security?" ”

The puppy sprang out of the crowd and threw himself into Dr. Caleb's arms.

Zuo Youyou said: "...... We have a dog. ”

Dr. Caleb laughed. He took Zuo Youyou's answer as a funny joke and expressed his appreciation for Zuo Youyou's humor.

Zuo Youyou breathed a sigh of relief. She thought about reality and sighed again.

Jian Xingzhou took Dr. Caleb to the office and pointed out the shelves full of books to him.

In the middle of the shelf, there is a rubbish of "Zhang Heinu's Epitaph", which is Bai Zhonghua's favorite Wei tablet during his lifetime.

"The spine of this book is facing the tree outside, and under the tree is a jar of wine." Zuo Youyou pointed out the window and said, "It was Mr. Bai Zhonghua who buried it." After the completion of the Chinese ceremony, everyone will dig out this jar of wine to celebrate. ”

Dr. Caleb said coldly, "But Bai Zhonghua did not drink this jar of wine until he died. ”

"On the day when the Chinese ceremony is completed, we will drink this jar of wine. Together with the heavens, the earth, and the ancestors. Traditional Chinese culture allows future generations to link life and death through wine, making up for the regret of death. ”

Bai Zhonghua doesn't need this kind of meaningless amend. Defect! His life was nothing. ”

"Dr. Caleb, not everyone can make it to fame, but that doesn't mean his life doesn't have meaning."

"Meaning? Meaning is meant to be dissolved. ”

"Well, Dr. Caleb, let me put it another way: the fragments of life make up life. didn't have time to taste a jar of wine, failed to create an ending for a noble cause, but there were some missing fragments in his life, but this does not mean that his life is lacking. ”

"You're young. Obviously because of politics! Damn politics! ”

The puppy spun around Dr. Caleb's feet. Dr. Caleb was unexpectedly fond of small animals, and his serious face softened.

He patted the puppy on the head, "People are slaves to politics. ”

"Hannah Arendt said that the difference between humans and animals is that animals are slaves to their circumstances, but people always have choices. ”

"Dear child." Dr. Caleb looked at Zuo Youyou with calm blue eyes, "When the political machine crushes the individual, the individual has no choice. ”

As a representative of the Chinese side, it is obviously not a wise move to discuss sensitive political topics with international friends.

Therefore, Zuo Youyou and Jian Xingzhou remained silent tacitly.

Dr. Caleb said to himself: "Politics is the most objective source of all problems, and politics is impersonal." ”

Zuo Youyou coughed, and looked at the time obviously.

She reminded: "Dr. Caleb, you have a symposium at the provincial library in the afternoon, and I need to take you to the hotel. ”

She winked at Jian Xingzhou, and the two quickly put an end to the terrible topic and cooperated to get Dr. Caleb in the car.

In the afternoon, Dr. Caleb finished the discussion, and Zuo Youyou took him to the conference hotel for dinner. The participants in the dinner were all invited Western professors, and for a while their English flew together.

Zuo Youyou listened hard, but fortunately, their chat was mainly focused on the newly released Avatar movie, which was not difficult to accept.

It's just that the angle is more strange.

“…… The second part of Avatar is simply a colonial story, and it also uses the so-called excuse of protecting nature. Even the 'hero' of the colonized is still the original colonizer, a kind of 'civilized' narrative. ”

Ha?

Colonize?