Chapter 52 never stop missing

The family gave them 1,500 U.S. dollars, which could increase in value by five times according to the exchange rate at that time, thus ensuring their comfortable life.These include the cost of hiring servants and traveling abroad. The contacts with Lin Huiyin and Liang Sicheng made their lives in China wonderful and rich. On a hot and long summer afternoon, Fei Zhengqing went to the library to look up materials and write a thesis, while Fei Weimei went straight to Beizongbu Hutong in a rickshaw.Huiyin's family and friends have a magnetic attraction for Fei Weimei, who was born in a doctor's family and loved art since childhood.She likes to sit in the car and watch the street scenes in Beijing. In her eyes, the buttered bayberries, candied cherries, wisteria cakes, and rose cakes sold along the street have a sweet poetic flavor in both their names and shapes.The burden of selling ice water and cold drinks, knocking on the tinkling ice cups, walked through the quiet alley.

Huiyin had just become the mother of her second child at this time.This is a healthy and beautiful boy born in the hot August of 1932.Sicheng is the eldest son of the Liang family, and this child is the eldest grandson of the Liang family. His sonorous crying brought great joy and satisfaction to the whole family.Sicheng and Huiyin named their son "Congjie" to commemorate Li Jie, an architect in the Song Dynasty and the author of "Zao Fa Shi", and hope that this child will inherit his father's career and become an outstanding architect in the future. Home.The daughter is over three years old, and the family followed the baby and called the boy "little brother".

The younger brother has a full forehead, fair skin, and a delicate jaw.Huiyin likes to see what the little brother is staring at the most.Those eyes are so clear, with big black eyes and a little blue under the white eyes. What these eyes see should be a spotless world. Embracing this new life, Huiyin was filled with deep love, which was like the spring breeze in April, soothing her body and mind.She recorded the love and warmth in this world with verses, and wrote "You Are April Day in the World—A Praise of Love" for her son. During this period, Sicheng began to conduct scientific investigations on ancient buildings in North China.Huiyin couldn't go together, she could only do her best to arrange everything at home so that Sicheng could go out with peace of mind.

Whenever the servant reported "Mrs. Fei's visit", Huiyin would leave the study or hand the child to the maid, and sit down with Fei Weimei in the living room.The servant brought tea and snacks, and the conversation between them was like tea in a cup, slowly unfolding. The conversation between Lin Huiyin and Fei Weimei was entirely in English. Even though Fei Weimei's Chinese had reached a certain level later, they still mainly talked in English.In this way, Fei Weimei has no language and psychological barriers, and Lin Huiyin also has the pleasure of bilingual communication.Fei Weimei later told Liang Congjie that Lin Huiyin's English often made them, who are native speakers of English, feel envious.

Lin Huiyin grew up under the upbringing of Eastern and Western cultures.The Four Books and Five Classics, poems and prose together with Byron, Shelley, Shakespeare, and Dickinson nourished her soul, and the Eastern and Western cultures flowed harmoniously in her blood.The tradition of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness and the spirit of advocating freedom and publicizing individuality are clearly reflected in her behavior.To Lin Huiyin, maintaining a bicultural life style is not only out of habit, but also a need of life. Fei Weimei said in her recollections:

…We sometimes analyze and compare the different values ​​and ways of life in China and America, but then we turn to our many common interests in literature, consciousness, and adventure, telling each other memories of friends we didn’t know.The talented poet Xu Zhimo is certainly one of them.She talked about him to me now and then, and never stopped thinking about him.