Chapter 29 Section 29

Zhaozhou's earthen city wall is wide and tall, and the city wall is fifteen miles a week.In this tall and wide city wall, there are many idle lands, which are said to have been used by the government to garrison troops and fields when the city was built in ancient times.Now the land in this city wall is uncultivated and has become barren.On the barren mound inside the city wall, there is a courtyard wall made of adobe, and the outside is covered with clean white ash.In the courtyard are brick houses with flat roofs.From a distance, the courtyard and houses are no different from those in the local area. Only when people get closer, they find that the walls of the flat-roofed brick houses are full of arched windows, while the windows in the local area are all square.On Sundays, people can still hear the sound of chanting and singing from the windows. This is the Gospel Church built by Swedish pastor Shan Muren in Zhaozhou.

The Gospel Church presided over by Shan Muren belongs to the Christian Assemblies of God. Two rows of large brick characters protrude from the gate of the courtyard wall, which read: "Zhaozhou Assemblies of God Gospel Church".Shan Muren, a Swede, came to China a few years ago. He first preached in southern China, and then was sent by the diocese to Zhaozhou. He was determined to pass on the teachings of Jesus Christ to the villagers here.Shan Muren is a tall, slightly hunchbacked, balding middle-aged man. His sunken eye sockets and high nose arouse the curiosity of Zhaozhou people.What is even more surprising to the people of Zhaozhou is that he can also wear a pair of legless glasses on his nose.Shan Muren's wife is called Shan Shiniang by the local people, and people in Zhaozhou regard Shan Shiniang as a rarity.Her pink face with protruding capillaries, her tall breasts that can hit your eyes, her two thin and long legs, and her striding gait when she walks, can The Zhaozhou people were dumbfounded.At first, the Zhaozhou people really didn't know how to accept them.The arrival of Shan Muren and Shan Shiniang also added a lot of information to the conversation of Zhaozhou people, including Benhua.Some people say that the mountain shepherd and the mountain lady do not eat food, but only drink the milk of sheep; some people say that they speak a language like the language of birds; He will continue to move forward without hesitation.What's more, the mountain master's wife doesn't wear trousers in winter and never in summer, but only wraps herself in a skirt. People really can't figure out how she can stand the severe cold in winter.In winter, when the women of Zhaozhou passed by Shan Shiniang, they felt the coldness of their legs and feet.However, the Zhaozhou people accepted them. Shan Muren's pince-nez, Shan Shiniang's tall breasts and slender legs are no longer rare.They built a church in Zhaozhou city, recruited believers, and spread the story of Jesus Christ here.Why did the Virgin Mary give birth to Jesus in a manger, why did Peter have a big key in his hand, the noble John, the humble Judas... became the words of the villagers in this area.They speak Bethlehem as fluently as Stupid Flower, and they also call Lai a Satan.Some people use the names of people in the Bible to their children: Peter, Luther, James, Jeremiah... People in Zhaozhou also learned that the last day of the week is called Sunday. So he went to the chapel of Shan Muren to worship with the Bible in his hand.On this day, if you pass outside the church wall of Pastor Shan, you can hear the singing of hymns in the church.Among the many voices, there is a woman whose voice is the highest and sharpest, and that is Mrs. Shan.The pagans said that the sound was like a chicken crowing, and the believers were very displeased with this, although they also heard that Shan Shiniang's singing was very similar to a chicken crowing.Shan Muren also sang, but his voice was deep and deep, and the voice sank steadily at the bottom of the poem, like a low growl of a beast.Zhaozhou people can't even imagine that people can make this kind of sound, and the men imitated it time and time again and failed.

Mei Ge's patent-leather-covered "New Testament" comes from Shan Muren's Gospel Church.Initially, Wen Cheng’s understanding of the Gospel Church of the Assemblies of God and the Shan Muren couple came from Mei Ge’s introduction. untie.She said to Xiang Wencheng: "I only saw Pastor Shan and Mrs. Shan walking back and forth in the courtyard, unhurriedly, turning around once, turning around again and again. Why is that?" Xiang Wencheng said: "Let me tell you, it's a walk." Mei Ge said, "This is just walking. You go here and there. Why do people take walks?"

Xiang Wencheng thought, this is a problem: yes.Why do people take walks?He thought for a while, finally found the answer, and said to Mei Ge: "That's right, walking is also a kind of rest." Mei Ge asked Xiang Wencheng again: "Rest means to rest, isn't it better to sit for a while, isn't it tiring to just walk back and forth?" Xiang Wencheng said, "resting is not the same as what we call taking a rest. Resting for a while means staying still. Resting is not just staying still. From a physiological point of view, it is to make all parts of the body move. be adjusted."

Mei Ge said: "Why don't we stupid flower people take a walk? Take a walk to adjust and adjust. Doing the work in the field can be stressful. Isn't it good to take a walk? Pick flowers and walk for a while, pick millet for a while and walk for a while , Turn over the yam vines for a while and take a walk for a while, how good it is." This time, Xiang Wencheng was stopped.He thought for a long time and couldn't answer, so he said: "Mei Ge, this matter is very profound, I have to think about it carefully, let me have a moment, I will tell you again. Now I want to ask you something about the church , About singing hymns. I was going to buy medicine that day, and I passed by the door of the Gospel Church, and heard you singing hymns. Mrs. Shan Shi led the singing, and you all joined in. The singing seemed to be: "Jesus Christ, my Savior, is enough for me It's enough for me'. What's next, I didn't hear clearly."

Mei Ge said: "The following is like this: 'Unless there is no other way to rely on him, the Lord is really enough for me.'" Xiang Wencheng said: "Sing it to me from the beginning, I still have something to ask you." Mei Ge picked up a tune, squeezed his voice and sang along, but Xiang Wencheng could still understand the lyrics, which were: Jesus Christ my Savior, Enough for me, enough for me. Unless relying on him there is no other way, The Lord is enough for me. Love, Joy and Peace, Patience and kindness do, Good and faithful are in the heart, Jesus is enough for me.

After Meige sang, she said to Wencheng, "I've heard everything now, please tell me about it." Mei Ge said: "I can't speak well, let me try to explain. Pastor Shan said this, if you want to truly believe in Christ, it is enough to have a Christ in your heart, and you don't need to look for any other Allah. That is to say , there is no other reason to speak of in the world, and there is no second way. The second paragraph says that one must learn to be kind and joyful, so as to have peace of mind. I can’t explain it well, and I don’t know right." Xiang Wencheng listened carefully to Mei Ge's explanation, and said, "It's all right. The following affixes belong to some methods of persuasion. They talk about being kind, trustworthy, and being a real person. Many sects say this I asked you to sing this hymn to ask you, do you think it is enough to have only one Christ in your heart?"

Mei Ge said: "Enough." Her tone was firm, she nodded slightly, and said: "There is really no other way. What do you think?" She asked Xiang Wencheng again. Xiang Wencheng said: "I'm not a believer, so I can't tell whether it's enough or not. I want to get to know Shan Muren, I want to get in touch, and listen to the pastor, maybe I will know if it's enough or not." Xiang Wencheng wants to get to know Shan Muren, he has to wait for an opportunity.The opportunity finally came.One midsummer, when the sky was scorching hot, Zhi Zhi was shouting on Xiang's jujube tree, and Mei Ge walked into Shi'an Hall.Today Mei Ge was wearing a snow-white short-sleeved cloth shirt, light-colored trousers, and black velvet shoes with fine dirt on them.Beads of sweat hung on her face, and she knew at a glance that she had returned from outside.

Xiang Wencheng was lying on the table copying the prescription, when he saw Mei Ge who was in a hurry, he said: "You are from the city, it seems that you have something urgent." Mei Ge said: "Brother Wencheng, there is something urgent. Mrs. Shan is sick. We sang poems, but Mrs. Shan came out to sing, wondering if she was sick? After singing the poem, I heard that Mrs. Shan was really ill. After a while It was cold and hot for a while, so I told Pastor Shan that I should invite Mrs. Shan to have a look. Pastor Shan said, please introduce one. I said, please invite Mr. Xiang from my village. His medical skills are excellent. Guess what Pastor Shan said? He said, I have heard of Mr. Xiang, do you know him? I said, he is from my neighbor’s family, and I call him brother. Pastor Shan said, just give you a hard time. Pastor As soon as I said that you have worked hard, I knew that I was asking you to invite me, so I walked back slowly. Brother Wen Cheng, you should go there quickly. Mrs. Shan is a good person. People who say that people sing like chickens crowing are not good. If you can’t go to heaven, you won’t be able to bear it if you rush to hell.”

Xiang Wencheng had also heard the singing of Mrs. Shan floating out of the courtyard wall. At that time, he stood still and listened, thinking to himself, that year when he was in Hankou, there was an English cafe on the street, and there was often a foreign woman dressed like a firewood at night. Chicken, sing there.Her voice trembled from the cafe to the street, sometimes like a chicken, sometimes like a bird, causing passers-by to stop and listen, and laugh for a while.But the foreigners drinking coffee in the room kept clapping their hands.It seems that there is a difference between the singing of foreigners and the singing of Chinese people.Xiang Wencheng's study of human physiology is not so detailed. He thinks that human vocalization depends on the movement of vocal cords. He doesn't know how different the structure of vocal cords is between foreigners and Chinese.

Xiang Wencheng decided to go to the city immediately to see Mrs. Shan.But thinking of what Mei Ge said just now, he still said to her: "Mei Ge, just now you said that those who said that Mrs. Shan sings like a rooster will go to hell, I don't think you can say that, it seems that this is not Jesus teachings." Mei Ge felt that his language was wrong, and quickly said: "I mean I slipped my tongue, don't you stop seeing Mrs. Shan's doctor just because of this." Xiang Wencheng said: "Where is it, if there is a patient, of course he has to go to see it. The whole family left their homes and came to our poor village to do good deeds. I will go and let me change clothes." It was only then that Mei Ge noticed that Xiang Wencheng was still shirtless, and he was wearing black trousers with a white waist, one trouser leg was low and the other trouser leg was high.She stepped out of Shi'an Hall first to find Xiuzhi.She entered the east courtyard and shouted to the west room: "Sister-in-law Cheng, quickly find two clothes for brother Wen Cheng, brother Wen Cheng is going to the city." While talking, Xiang Wencheng also entered the east courtyard, and told Xiuzhi who came out to meet foreigners, he had to dress carefully. Xiuzhi welcomes Meige into the house, and Xiang Wencheng also follows.What kind of clothes can I change? Xiuzhi has a problem.Xiang Wencheng has always dressed casually, but now he wants to dress smartly, I don't know what it means to be smart.Xiuzhi wandered around the room with her arms stretched, but Mei Ge opened their bedside table without seeing anything, and went to search for it.She took out a white silk sweater coat, held it up to Xiuzhi, and said, "This is it." She handed the sweater coat to Wen Cheng.Xiang Wencheng grabbed the soft and smooth sweat jacket and said, "No, no, it must look like the shopkeeper of a tea shop." Mei Ge held out another gray gown with tufted flowers and said: "This one, it's generous and fashionable." But Xiuzhi snatched it and said: "Not to mention, it looks like a new son-in-law." Later, Xiuzhi found two decent clothes: a bleached foreign cloth sweat jacket, and a pair of home-woven homemade trousers.Xiuzhi said that she had just dyed these old trousers with boiled blue, and they were no different from the new ones.Xiang Wencheng changed into his trousers and jacket, took off the homemade cloth socks on his feet, changed into a pair of white linen socks, and put on a pair of pointed dress shoes with great difficulty.In this way, Meige assisted Xiuzhi and finally dressed up Xiang Wencheng. Xiang Wencheng pushed his white bear bicycle to the courtyard to cheer up, Mei Ge grabbed the pump and pumped his hands up and down for him.She pushed the inflator and slammed it for a while, and she was a little out of breath. She let go of the inflator and turned her back to cough for a while.Xiang Wencheng took the pump and said, "Call me." While pumping, he thought of Mei Ge who was coughing beside him, and said in his heart, this kid is not a strong man after all. I can't complain about thinking about rest all day long. Xiang Wencheng rode his bicycle on the road, and Mei Ge sat on the back hanger, tugging at Xiang Wencheng's clothes.Xiang Wencheng said: "People need rest, but it's not normal to want to rest all day." Mei Ge said: "I just want to rest." Xiang Wencheng said: "What are you talking about. If I have time, I have to give Make a diagnosis, you need to take medicine and take some medicine." Mei Ge said: "If you don't take medicine, I rely on the Lord, it is enough for me, there is no other way." He knows how to respect people. Xiang Wencheng and Meige rode their bicycles bumping along the side of the Da Daogou, and they arrived at the Gospel Hall when the sun was in the west.With Mei Ge in front and Xiang Wencheng behind, they stopped in the doorway of the Gospel Hall.There was a fat Chinese elder waiting for Xiang Wencheng in the doorway. The elder introduced himself that his surname was Chen and that he was from Baoding, and that Pastor Shan was waiting for Mr. Xiang in the backyard. Xiang Wencheng passed by the Gospel Hall countless times, but never entered.Now he saw that the courtyard of the Gospel Church was wide and empty, surrounded by bungalows in the east, west, north, south, and north.Several big locust trees grow very densely, which adds a bit of tranquility to this church.There is a well in the courtyard, and a pulley is set on the well.A man in an apron who looked like a buddy was shaking a pulley to fetch water, and from some corner there was the cry of sheep.If it weren't for the Christian Gospel Church carved on the lintel, he would have thought he had walked into a big car shop.The row of buildings with arched windows is the south house of the courtyard, and the south house is the chapel of the deep church.There are six chapels in a row, and no one is worshiping now, and the two doors are closed. Led by Elder Chen, Xiang Wencheng walked through the shady front yard with locust trees, and through a green-painted fence gate to the back yard, which is the residence of the Swedish Shan Muren.This is a two-acre yard where various flowers and vegetables are planted.A straight gray brick path divides the yard into two halves, and at the end of the gray brick path is the house of Shan Muren's family. Shan Muren's house is a house made of gray bricks, square and ridged on all sides, with colonnades on two sides, doors on three sides, and windows on four sides.People in Zhaozhou often talked about this strange hut, wondering how the Shan Muren family lived here.Elder Chen and Mei Ge sent Xiang Wencheng into the fence gate, and they stayed in the front yard. Xiang Wencheng stepped on the green brick road, smelling the fragrance of rose flowers on both sides of the road, and walked forward alone, thinking, this must be the walking road of Shan Muren and Shan Shiniang.At this moment, Shan Muren greeted him.He leaned forward, walked in front of Xiang Wencheng with strides like an ostrich, stretched out two long arms and shook hands with Xiang Wencheng.Xiang Wen was not used to shaking hands with people, he was at a loss, and Shan Muren had already grabbed his hand.He held Xiang Wencheng's hand and shook it, and said according to the Chinese wording habit: "I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time. It is also my blessing, Shan Muren, to invite Mr. Xiang for my wife. All of this is God's work." arrange." The Chinese spoken by Shan Muren surprised Xiang Wencheng.Earlier, he had thought how difficult it would be for a foreigner, even if he knew a few Chinese characters, to convey the Bible to the people of Zhaozhou.How did Shan Muren conquer these rural Chinese believers?For this reason, he asked Mei Ge several times, but Mei Ge only said that he speaks Chinese well.But Xiang Wencheng was still dubious.Today, when he stood face to face with Shan Muren, he fully understood.Shan Muren's Chinese level is not a matter of knowing a few Chinese characters.Faced with Shan Muren's eloquent welcome speech, Xiang Wencheng had to use his brains to answer carefully.After unconsciously shaking Shan Muren's hand for a while, Xiang Wencheng said, "I have intended to visit Pastor Shan, but I just got to see him today. Is the pastor still used to living in this poor country?" Shan Muren said: "Why is it a poor country? You see, I have vegetables and flowers here, and I live like a nobleman. I will treat Mr. Xiang to afternoon tea later." Sensitively, Xiang Wencheng said: "Dare to ask the pastor, isn't drinking afternoon tea a habit of the British?" Shan Muren said: "In Scandinavia, we also have the habit of drinking afternoon tea." Shan Muren and Xiang Wencheng had already walked to the door while talking, and he opened a light blue single door for Xiang Wencheng. Walking through the door was Shan Muren's living room.The living room is not big, but everything is arranged differently from the locals.There are clean white curtains hanging on the two low windows, and there is no order in the hall. In the middle of the living room, there is only a rectangular dining table on all sides. The tablecloth on the table is white, and several hardwood chairs surround the dining table—— These slender hardwood chairs are instantly recognizable as coming from a foreign land.The glass vase on the dining table is crystal clear, and there are freshly cut rose flowers in the bottle. Shan Muren let Xiang Wencheng sit down at the dining table, poured him a glass of cold water from a cold water bottle, and said, "Mr. Xiang, drink a glass of boiled water, the weather is great." Xiang Wencheng took the boiled water and said, "I didn't expect Pastor Shan not only to speak Chinese so well, but also to have such a thorough understanding of Chinese affairs. He even noticed the twenty-four solar terms in China. The great heat just passed yesterday." Shan Muren should also pour himself a glass of boiled water, took a sip first habitually and said: "I think the twenty-four solar terms in China is a great discovery, and the twenty-four solar terms are accurate in this area of ​​North China. In southern China there are There is no small error, I have been to Guangzhou, the beginning of winter, light snow, and heavy snow have passed, people still wear these unlined clothes, and the camellias are still in full bloom.” Xiang Wencheng said: "In the three northeastern provinces, it is often still ice and snow when the sting is awakened." Shan Muren said: "It is not an exaggeration to say that China has a vast land and abundant resources." Before Xiang Wencheng came to meet Shan Muren, he still had some guesses about their first meeting, and he was still a little nervous in his guesses. He didn't know how to treat the first meeting with a foreigner properly.Now Xiang Wencheng was relieved, he didn't expect to talk to this bald, high-nosed foreigner so freely.Following Shan Muren's example, he also took two sips of boiled water and said: Let's see the doctor first.Speaking of getting up, he was about to go through another door.He thought that this mistress must be lying somewhere like many of his patients, either falling asleep or moaning.Unexpectedly, before he could take a step, the sick foreign woman came out from another door.Shan Muren got up and took a step forward to hold his wife's hand, leading her to Xiang Wencheng.Shan Shiniang also reached out her hand to Wencheng to shake his hand, her unrestrained body was very close to Wencheng.She wore a long sleeveless dress with floral flowers, showing her bare arms, and the tight belt made her breasts stand out even more.She observed Xiang Wencheng humbly, with a gentle smile on her face.Mrs. Shan's calm demeanor made Xiang Wencheng a little embarrassed. When he reached out to shake her hand, he felt a rush of heat towards him.Looking at her face again, it was extremely red.Xiang Wencheng judged that this was a patient with a fever.He held her hand and estimated her temperature, he thought, 38 degrees or higher.Originally, TCM diagnosis does not use a thermometer to measure temperature, but Xiang Wencheng does not. He always puts a thermometer in his medical bag.Although the tiny scale on the thermometer seemed to Wencheng to struggle, he still used it to measure the patient's body temperature as a reference for diagnosis. The three of them sat down at the dining table, and Xiang Wencheng began to ask about Master Shan's condition from her body temperature.But Shiniang Shan's Chinese level is limited, and she basically can't understand Xiang Wencheng's question, so Shan Muren came to act as an interpreter.Xiang Wencheng said to Shan Muren: My wife has a fever, I guess 38 degrees may be higher.While talking, Xiang Wencheng was looking for a thermometer in the outpatient bag.At this time, Shan Muren had already taken out a thermometer from somewhere and said, "You don't need to look for it anymore, just use this one." Shan Muren clamped the thermometer under his wife's armpit to measure Xiang Wencheng's temperature for her. Shan Shiniang quietly answered Xiang Wencheng's question.Xiang Wencheng inquired about her condition and began to diagnose her pulse.It turned out that Shan Muren was most curious about the pulse diagnosis of Chinese medicine, and today he finally had the opportunity to ask Chinese doctors for advice.He waited for Xiang Wencheng to start and said, "Mr. Xiang, I have a question that I wanted to ask you for a long time." Said to Wencheng: "Please tell me." Shan Muren said: "I found that there is a fundamental difference between Chinese doctors' pulse diagnosis and foreign doctors' pulse detection. Does a person's pulse have other meanings besides representing his heart rate? I have read a book on diagnostics of traditional Chinese medicine. I read the book with great effort, but I still can’t understand it. The book describes the pulse diagnosis as magic, and even said that the pulse has ups and downs. I would like to take this opportunity to listen to Mr. Xiang’s teachings.” Xiang Wencheng said: "The meaning of feeling the pulse in Western medicine is different from that in Chinese medicine. Western medicine says that the beating of the pulse only represents the heartbeat, but we Chinese doctors can judge some phenomena related to the disease from it. For example, the Shen you mentioned And floating, short and tight, astringent and chord... These are some phenomena. Of course, it is still impossible to draw accurate conclusions based on these phenomena alone. The pulse condition is meaningful only when you look at a patient comprehensively. In case of fever, accompanied by dry cough, headache, loss of appetite, and accurate reference of body temperature, we can draw a relatively complete conclusion by combining her pulse condition. Chinese doctors summarize this comprehensive diagnosis into four words, That is: "Look, smell, ask, cut. "The "cut" here refers to the pulse. Now my wife is sitting in front of me, and I have comprehensively observed her condition. It should belong to Shaoyang syndrome. There are many people with Shaoyang Syndrome. Shaoyang Syndrome belongs to exogenous pathogenesis.” Shan Muren listened to Xiang Wencheng's explanation, and while translating Xiang Wencheng's words to Mrs. Shan, he recorded something in a notebook.He was excited by Xiang Wencheng's in-depth and detailed exposition. He said, "It is said that Mr. Xiang's medical skills are superb. It turned out that what Mr. Xiang talked about was science, not metaphysics. I used to think that the theories of Chinese medicine were similar to metaphysics." Xiang Wencheng said: "I am studying the diagnostics of traditional Chinese medicine, and I also pay attention to the development of western medicine. Foreign medicine has made contributions that cannot be ignored in terms of diagnostics and pharmacology. When microscopes and X-rays are proving some When there is no doubt about the phenomenon, it seems absurd for us to explain everything with just one person's pulse." Shan Muren said: "So, there are some unscientific aspects of TCM diagnosis." Xiang Wencheng said: "There are not only some, but quite a few. For example, when people get angry, can a body made of flesh and blood also catch fire inside?" Shan Muren laughed loudly, and he translated Xiang Wencheng's words to Shan Shiniang, and Shan Shiniang forgot her illness for a while and laughed.Shan Muren laughed and said, "There is a saying in China that listening to what you say is better than ten years of reading. Now I am also better than ten years of reading." Shan Muren has not been in China for a short time, and no one has explained to him the principles of traditional Chinese medicine treatment in such a simple way.When the stupid Mei Ge recommended Xiang Wencheng for him that day, he actually hesitated because he was worried that he would not be able to accept the diagnosis of Chinese medicine.Later, maybe he decided to ask Meige to invite Xiang Wencheng to understand the method of Chinese medicine diagnosis.When I saw this person today, I felt like seeing him late.He would like to talk to this plain country gentleman. Later, Wen Cheng asked Shan Muren what medicine his wife had taken. He knew a foreign pastor who was far away in a foreign country always had some medicine at home.Shan Muren told Xiang Wencheng that his wife had taken aspirin.I sweated a lot yesterday, but my body temperature did not decrease. Xiang Wencheng said: "That's right. For Shaoyang disease, you should avoid blindly sweating. Our "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" says: Typhoid fever with a thin pulse, headache and fever belongs to Shaoyang. Shaoyang should not sweat, and sweating will cause delirium. This belongs to the stomach. If the stomach is in harmony, it will be healed; if the stomach is not in harmony, it will cause irritability and palpitations. You see, you can no longer sweat, and you should start with treating the stomach. This is the principle of traditional Chinese medicine in treating diseases. Let me prescribe medicine for my wife." Ask Shan Muren to take out a piece of paper, and use Shan Muren's fountain pen to write a prescription for Mrs. Shan, and ask him to go to Nanjie Renheyu to get the medicine.Shan Muren took the prescription and said that this piece of paper was not only a prescription, but also a souvenir left to him by Xiang Wencheng, and he wanted to keep it well.Shan Muren asked Mrs. Shan to go back to her bedroom to rest, and said to Xiang Wencheng: "Now we should drink tea. Today we will spend the afternoon according to the habits of our Nordic people. Let's drink tea first and then take a walk, and we will have many topics to talk about." Talk." Xiang Wencheng happily accepted Shan Muren's invitation. In Shan Muren's living room, Xiang Wencheng wandered around to see the furnishings in the room and the religious paintings on the wall, while Shan Muren placed tea sets and refreshments on the dining table in accordance with the Swedish custom.From a sideboard, he took out tea sets specially for entertaining guests, and a small iron bucket, saying that this was the Indian black tea they bought when they went to India.He said that the Nordic people like Indian black tea the most.He slowly put the tea into a teapot inlaid with silver and poured it with boiling water. At this moment, he invited Xiang Wencheng back to the dining table. In order to pour tea and add milk to Wencheng, he also pushed two plates of homemade snacks to Wencheng. .He meticulously performed the Nordic tea drinking procedure for Xiang Wencheng, and apologized that because his wife was unwell today, he couldn't prepare tea for Mr. Xiang himself, so he made a lot of sloppy preparations for himself. Xiang Wencheng, who doesn't like formality, is always a little uncomfortable sitting at the dining table. He sometimes touches the rice sugar bowl, and sometimes drops the tea spoon on the ground.Shan Muren laughed and cleaned up for him.In order not to make Xiang Wencheng restrained, he only joked about how to drink tea.He said that it was the British custom to add milk to tea. However, they did not have milk in Zhaozhou, and now goat's milk is added to tea, which tastes much worse. Xiang Wencheng had never tasted milk black tea, so he couldn't point out the inferiority of goat's milk added to tea. After afternoon tea, Shan Muren led Xiang Wencheng to take a walk on the corridor of the garden.Xiang Wencheng, who had never practiced walking before, didn't know how to deal with this unhurried pace. He sometimes strode in front of Shan Muren, and accidentally stepped on Shan Muren's heel.Shan Muren just walked beside Xiang Wencheng calmly.Xiang Wencheng thought, so this walk is not a random walk.After walking for a while, Xiang Wencheng walked out of the doorway. He and Shan Muren walked shoulder to shoulder, walked to the end of the corridor, turned around and walked back, and so on. While walking, Shan Muren introduced his vegetable garden to Wencheng. He said that the tomatoes planted this year were already ripe.He knew that the locals called tomatoes foreign persimmons, but he didn't understand why the Chinese didn't like this kind of foreign persimmons. He said that this kind of thing contained many vitamins and was very good for the human body.Also, people in Zhaozhou do not grow potatoes, which has brought a lot of inconvenience to their lives from the very beginning.Well now, he has tomatoes and potatoes in his garden.Xiang Wencheng said that it is often said that one side of water and soil nourishes one side of people, and this side of people forms their own living habits invisibly, and planting habits actually represent an aspect of living habits.Speaking of this, Xiang Wencheng suddenly thought of his father Xiang Xi, and said to Shan Muren: "My father always wants to introduce the planting habits from other places to Zhaozhou. He has planted lantern carrots in Baoding and southern vegetables. sedge, but nine out of ten are unsuccessful. Xiang Wencheng mentioned his father Xiang Xi, and opened up a new topic for Shan Muren.He said: "If you dare to ask Mr. Xiang, I have known your father's name for a long time. I don't know how your father is doing. That year when your father led troops to attack Xia Chao, the governor of Zhejiang Province, I was in Hangzhou. I don't know about Xiang Zhong. The general is your father. In a country with ever-changing conditions, I don’t know how the general is doing now, how will China’s political situation develop?” Shan Muren's new topic was not difficult for Xiang Wencheng to answer, but facing a foreign pastor, he felt that it was an inconvenient topic to start.He pondered for a while and said: "There are so many things in China, I believe you and I will have a deep talk in the future. In a word, there is a saying that human beings must seek progress, not retrogression. The Chinese people want to move towards the light and are determined to abandon the darkness. .My father has been sent to Baoding. He said that he is an apartment, but in fact he is just a commoner. I have another matter that I would like to ask the pastor for advice." Shan Muren said, "Please tell me." Xiang Wencheng said: "There is a believer in our village named Xibei Meige, who is very concerned about the teachings preached by the pastor." Shan Muren said: "Xibeimeige, yes, is a good child of God. I am going to baptize her." Xiang Wencheng said: "Xibei Meige taught me a song called 'Jesus Christ is enough for me', and I also memorized the lyrics. Literally speaking, I can understand it one-sidedly. I want to ask the pastor for advice. The most important thing is, why is it enough for a person to have the Lord in his heart? Sufficiency is the sense of satisfaction with everything.” Shan Muren stopped in front of his tomato rack, and while tidying up his tomato rack, said: "Mr. Xiang, this seemingly ordinary question is very profound, and it is also a difficult problem for a missionary to preach to believers all his life. And most of the people standing in front of me are Mr. Xiang’s simple folks. They are devoutly holding up the "Bible" I handed out to them, but they are illiterate. If I want to make them feel the Lord in their hearts, the first thing I have to solve is not their dissatisfaction with the Bible. The memorization of the "New Testament" requires them to firmly believe in their consciousness. They firmly believe in the existence of the Lord, and I feel relieved in my heart. In fact, the wish of a missionary is very trivial, nothing more. My Success is their satisfaction with the Lord, and the satisfaction is the Lord, enough for me. I don’t know if I have answered Mr. Xiang’s question.” Xiang Wencheng said: "You have already answered. But my question still exists, so does the Lord really exist?" Shan Muren picked a sick tomato from the vegetable shelf and threw it away, saying: "This is the foundation of faith. Do you think that for a human society, for a country, for a nation, the existence of the Lord is meaningful to them, or is the Lord's existence meaningful?" Doesn't exist in them make sense?" Xiang Wencheng said wittily: "Did you say that if you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't have it." Shan Muren said: "I can only answer your question according to the teachings of Christianity. It is also a kind of nonsense to go too far away from the topic. Facing innocent and lovely believers like Xibeimeige, I can say, have you seen, Christ is in the kingdom of heaven. I have become holy. But facing wise men like Mr. Xiang, I can only spread the significance of faith to human society. I am also willing to imagine myself as a sinner. If he cleans up a bit, he will be one step closer to civilization. It is not a bad thing for a nation to be more civilized. I wonder if Mr. Xiang can accept my explanation." Xiang Wencheng said: "I think my harvest is greater than what we talked about." The sun has set in the west, and the afterglow is shining on Shan Muren's garden, making the vegetables in the garden very crystal clear.A bearded gentleman in a purple sweater jacket was shaking a small water pump to water vegetables.Shan Muren came to him and introduced to Wencheng, "This is Misi's off-yellow. My vegetable garden depends entirely on him." Mr. Huang stopped his work and shook hands with Xiang Wencheng. Mei Ge and Chinese Pastor Chen also walked in through the fence.Shan Muren said: "Welcome Miss Xibei, thank you for introducing me to Mr. Xiang. Mr. Xiang really deserves his reputation in Zhaozhou." Mei Ge was a little overjoyed when he heard Shan Muren's evaluation of Xiang Wencheng. It is already known that she was successful in inviting Xiang Wencheng for Shan Muren. Today, Shan Muren was very excited, and in his excitement, he took Wencheng to visit his chicken coop and sheep pen.A group of Leghorn chickens are shaking their bright red combs and squatting in the nest to lay eggs. Shan Muren picked up two big and white eggs and said: "Next year, I will ask Mr. Xiang to get the chickens, and I will breed more. Heng chicken. I compared its eggs, and their eggs are much larger than local eggs." In the sheep pen, a local shepherd is milking the sheep, the shepherd is holding the sheep's udder like a big turnip , squeezed into an iron bucket, and the goat's milk came out from between his hands.Shan Muren said: "This is the goat's milk on the tea table just now." Xiang Wencheng only thought about how a small sheep produced so much milk. Shan Muren stood in front of the Gospel Church and bid farewell to Wencheng. He also asked Mr. Huang to prepare a gift for Wencheng. It was a big local thorn basket, which contained fresh vegetables, leghorn eggs and two bottles of fresh goat milk . Xiang Wencheng and Mei Ge returned to Stupid Flower, Xiang Wencheng rode in front, and Mei Ge sat on the back hanger holding the big thorn basket. ①. Xia Chao: After Sun Chuanfang entered Zhejiang, he served as Governor of Zhejiang, and was executed by Sun for betraying Sun.