Chapter 10 chapter Ten

New York Airborne Red Soldier (2) Rebecca told me that at first they thought I was stupid and easy to bully, but when they saw me "not afraid of being dirty or smelly" when I changed cat manure boxes, they thought I was abnormal, sick, and My behavior was a bit hypocritical, and then I quit and played chess with them every day, and whoever lost would do the dirty work, but they thought I was normal. The second sign that I was normal was starting to express myself.This is the second lesson the Americans taught me. The Garn family lives in Washington Square Village not far from the school.The apartment is not small, but there are only two bedrooms, so all four of us are crammed into the big bedroom.Rebecca is the eldest, so she has her own bed. Victoria and Christopher sleep on the upper and lower bunks. I have a folding bed, which I pull out to sleep every night, and put it back under Rebecca’s bed every morning. There is a place to sleep. , but there is no way to put things, all the cabinets are full, basically like an avalanche when the cabinet door is opened: clothes, toys, books are poured out.

what to do?Jia En’s family is not rich, and they were too embarrassed to ask the Chinese delegation for money, so they bought me a simple, small cabinet made of cardboard. It was dark blue, my favorite color, and there were six of them. A small drawer with a small blue desk lamp.After the cabinet was built, I was very happy, but I thought that the embassy had taught us that we should be neither humble nor overbearing when accepting gifts from foreigners, and we must not be overly grateful. It seems that China has nothing, which has lost the majesty of our Greater China.Therefore, when Mr. Garn put the small blue cabinet in front of me that he had worked so hard all morning, I took a look at it in the way a Chinese minister inspects work, and said something like "not bad", Then continue reading.It is said that this action made the whole family of Gahn’s nose crooked. They held a family meeting behind my back and almost sent me back to the delegation. Later, Mr. Gahn relented and said forget it, sending me back would be fine. I know how to deal with this unbelievable little girl in the delegation.He later told me that he had read a lot of books about the Stalin period in the Soviet Union, especially "A Day in the Life of Ivan Desovich" by Solzhenitsyn. He was afraid that I would be sent to China because of my wrong doings. to Siberia.As for when I started expressing myself frankly, I really don't know.The change of human consciousness is always silent and subtle.It wasn't until after I returned to China that my Youth League secretary said that I didn't use my brain when I spoke, that I realized that I had really changed.

I also learned two things in the United States, one will bring happiness to my offspring, and the other will ruin my fortune for the rest of my life.The first was because of a quarrel I had with Rebecca.Children can say nasty words when they are fighting, especially sensitive and intelligent children.Rebecca is such a girl.The cause of the quarrel has long been forgotten. I just remember her saying to me viciously: "It is because you are not cute that your father and mother don't want you and send you to the United States. We are so unlucky that we have to adopt you." I also said reluctantly: "You know what, only the top Chinese can go abroad. Other parents will not be able to send it back. I am expected to be the Minister of Foreign Affairs in the future. You are probably a garbage worker on the streets of New York. .”

Rebecca retorted: "My parents are absolutely unwilling to let me leave them. They love me even if I am worthless. I am their daughter. If you are worthless, no one will want you." I was speechless, like I ate a fly.To this day, I can still clearly hear Rebecca's eloquence.If I have a child, I don't want to let him go across the sea to study at the age of twelve, I will definitely hold him in my arms and hold him tightly.I was clear-headed, my mother had done everything she could for me, but I couldn't shake the fear of being abandoned because I would hear Rebecca's words in my dreams.

The second is the financial situation of our children in the United States. Although we did not worry about food and clothing at that time, we did not have a penny in our pockets.The delegation never issued pocket money.There is a small stall selling Italian ice outside our school. When it is hot, the children queue up to buy Italian ice during their lunch break.I had no choice but to watch, if someone wanted to invite me to eat, I wanted to save face and say I didn't like it.Once the school organized a spring outing to Central Park, and everyone was buying food on the street. I felt so wronged that I actually shed tears.My class teacher is a middle-aged woman. She came to ask me what was going on, and I complained bitterly in her arms.She smiled, and took my hand to the zoo in Central Park, where I could hand feed the sheep and horses.When we came back, the classmates had finished eating, and I forgot about it.When I got home, the head teacher came over and asked me if I had a good time.I said I was happy, and she smiled and said, "You see, happiness has nothing to do with money, you have to have fun yourself."

In 1995, I went to the most famous Goldman Sachs investment bank in the United States to apply for an exam. There was a senior by-product delivery officer seven or eight years younger than me who looked down on me. The reason was that I did not have "hunger", that is, I did not have enough desire for money. Exuberant, I immediately realized that when I was 12 years old, my class teacher led me badly, and the zoo made me feel no hunger in my life in 15 minutes.In the end, Goldman Sachs really didn't want me because I wasn't hungry. Now think about how Yang jumped in the queue when I was a child. It was half a fairy tale and half a nightmare.It's a pity that we have four children, only one is working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the rest have gone out to immigrate, and the country's money was wasted.