Chapter 27 Wanderers go home

Under the clear sky in a foreign country, two young people were homesick. From this country to that country, from this city to that city, their whereabouts are uncertain, leaving and staying in a hurry, and have not received or written to their families for a long time.I don't know how the situation in China is, how my father's condition is, and whether I can find a suitable job after returning to China.Thinking of the exhortations in their father's letter before their departure, guilt and concern flooded their hearts.Along the way, money was spent quickly, and they discussed shortening the trip and returning to Beijing as soon as possible.

At the Chinese Legation in Spain, they received two letters from Beijing.Mr. Ren has been recuperating from his illness, and writing letters to his children is his way of resolving his thoughts during his illness. In the letter, his father told them that Sicheng's job had been confirmed and he had received a letter of appointment from Northeastern University with a monthly salary of 265 yuan.My father specifically explained that this is the highest salary for a first-time teacher, and classes will start as soon as the summer vacation is over.He said: "The construction industry there will have great opportunities for development in the future, which is much better than Tsinghua Park in Wenrou Township. But now it is not as comfortable as being in Beijing. I think ambitious children should always go on the road of suffering. "

This was July of 1928, and the school would start in just over a month.Huiyin and Sicheng finished their roaming and returned to China by train from the Soviet Union. During more than three months of traveling, they roamed the continent of Europe. This was their first long-distance travel together and the only real travel in their lives.This was their honeymoon, their forever bond, and the honeymoon of their lifelong bond with architecture. In the long years to come, the most outstanding cultural and artistic spirits of mankind have been permeating their cultural literacy like air, flowing in their living rooms full of guests, giving them an independent aesthetic perspective in judging things, and serving them well. The cause erects the standard by which it is measured.

In the days that Huiyin walked, he experienced the beauty of flowers and brocades, as well as wars, hardships and illnesses.No matter what kind of situation she is in, she can maintain her poetic and verdant feelings and realm, and maintain a demeanor and mind that is not surprised by favor or humiliation. This cannot but be traced back to the education and insights she received in her early years. The train travels all the way east, and outside the window are the boundless forests, lakes and fields of Siberia.Omsk, Tomsk, Irkutsk, Baikal... Stations in the Far East are left behind.Huiyin and Sicheng changed to a Chinese train at the Sino-Soviet border, with black soot coming from the front of the train, they passed Harbin and Shenyang, and arrived in Dalian.

They had no intention of staying along the way, boarded a Japanese ship from Dalian, and arrived at Dagukou in Tianjin. Braving the torrential rain in midsummer, they boarded a train from Tianjin to Beijing at dusk. The wanderer went home. This is the relative they miss day and night, and this is the Beijing they dream of. Walking in the streets and alleys they are familiar with, listening to the soft and melodious Beijing dialect, looking at the golden and blue roofs of the Royal Garden, looking at the faint silhouettes of Xishan and Yuquanshan in the distance... and the hospitality of the foreign coachmen, the neighbors The politeness, everything makes them warm and moving.

They visited relatives living in Beijing one by one, and went to Xishan to pay homage to Mrs. Li, Sicheng's mother who had been buried there.Although they were exhausted after the long journey, and although the chaos and poverty everywhere in the country caused them mental jet lag, the joy of returning to their homeland overwhelmed everything. Back to their home, their wandering hearts have a habitat.