Chapter 44 fashionable background

2000/05/04 Sanlian Life Weekly Author: Ye Lei I often hear my friends say to me with pride and shyness: "Let me tell you, my father and my mother are from rich families. They have known each other since they were young, and they played together in kindergarten—oh, it was called kindergarten at that time." The big one." She was immersed in the memories and fabrications of her family history and couldn't extricate herself. Our city did not have any embarrassing colonial experience, the only time when foreigners came more often was when the Japanese engaged in the "Nanjing Massacre".But as we all know, that nation is more interested in killing than building, so there are no beautiful bungalows in Nanjing like Shanghai's Bund, but some officials' residences in the Republic of China have remained, small green brick buildings with beautiful chimneys, Concentrated in the area of ​​Ninghai Road.An acquaintance of mine once said to me with infinite sighs: "My former girlfriend, guess where she lives? Ninghai Road!" I know that Shanghai people have "upper corners" and "lower corners". , I didn’t expect Nanjing to have such a small street with only fruit left, which would give people a little thought for the restoration of this country.It's a pity that he failed to win over that "Ninghai Road girl", and lost the opportunity to enter Ninghai Road by way of marriage.

I also have a friend who once let out the wind that he is one-eighth Jewish.I looked at his face carefully, and it was no different from most pure Han people in China, and I didn't know where the one-eighth was split.He also said that in Shanghai—more and more people around me identified this place as their hometown—a place called Hardong Garden was his family's ancestral home.I am a little familiar with the word Hartung, but his life is unknown.He explained for a long time how the Jew got rich in Shanghai and how he set up his garden like the hanging garden of Babylon.I am almost sure that next he will say that Hartung married some beautiful Chinese woman, thus passing down his Jewish blood, which is still flowing in my friend's veins, amounting to one-eighth of the total.Unexpectedly, he told me that Hartung had adopted more than a dozen Chinese orphans, one of which was his maternal grandfather.I couldn't help laughing, because this is actually a bloody Jewish lineage.

Several of my colleagues are foreigners who came here after graduation from university, and some so-called "natives" in Nanjing came to make fun of them in their spare time, and the voices of "farmers" were heard endlessly.In fact, over several generations, whose origin is not in the countryside?Today's pride is nothing more than laughing at fifty steps.But even if they all came from the countryside, they would still say: "Our ancestors were local owners in the countryside, with tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land. However, their family was only a tenant of our family at that time. They rented a few acres of Susukida to plant. I couldn’t pay the rent, and I owed our family’s “donkey roll” debt. Our family asked their family to use their daughter to pay off the debt. Their family quit and committed suicide by drinking brine. Our family snatched their daughter. . . . ”

These unworthy children and grandchildren.