Chapter 5 cat-2

Xiajun poured the milk into the saucer, asked Naughty to lick it, stroked Naughty's fur, and replied, "This is not contradictory. This is the traditional Chinese psychology, and this is also the psychology of cats. We always say,' Those who are good fighters will be punished, "good soldiers are inauspicious", but they also say, "Use soldiers as a last resort". Afraid of fighting, avoiding fighting, and fighting when there is no way to avoid it. Fear of death when you don't fight, and forget when you fight I’m dead. I don’t have a deep foundation in Chinese learning, and I can’t remember a famous general in ancient times who said that the courage of soldiers comes from fear. They fear the enemy, but they are even more afraid of their own generals, so they can only work hard to kill the enemy. For example, cats are the least courageous among domestic animals, but we only see children being scratched by cats raised at home, but we have never seen dogs biting children at home. Comparing a dog with a kitten, you can understand the difference between cats and other four-legged domestic animals. You threaten a child and pretend to hit him, and he cries. It has two front paws, as if waving your hand to ask you not to hit, and it rolls from side to side. Only a kitten, the more scared it is, the more aggressive its attitude, the mustache is straight, and the muscles of the little feet are like bowstrings that have not stretched out, ready to fight you desperately But cats are far less brave than dogs, everyone knows that. Therefore, being afraid of war and being able to fight is not as contradictory as Fu Juqing imagined."

Yuan Youchun felt that this argument could be used in his article on Chinese characteristics, so he kept silent, as if he didn't hear it.Lu Bolin said: "I never thought that Xia Jun would give a speech. Today's event is so big that you can make up a novel review: 'Chen Xiajun made a generous declaration when he patted the table; turned over the teacup, Zhao Yushan was dripping with anger', or: "Chen Xiajun compared himself to a kitten; Yushan's wife is like a tiger.'" Everyone laughed and said that Lu Bolin was "immoral", Zhao Yushan shook his head and said, "Nonsense! It doesn't make sense!"

Cao Shichang said: "I don't have the boldness of Mr. Chen, but we intellectuals have our responsibilities to the country. We should do it as soon as we can. I think we should arouse international sympathy and win the support of public opinion first. You who are proficient in foreign languages ​​should do this kind of unofficial foreign propaganda. Mr. Yuan has made great achievements in this area. Why don’t you come to me, Mr. Fu? In London this spring The Chinese art exhibition held has attracted the attention of cultural people all over the world to China. This is the best opportunity, don’t miss it. Strike while the iron is hot—if it is not hot, let’s beat it to heat up.” These few words Yigu was so convinced that he thought it was Cao Shichang who was right after all.

Fu Juqing said: "You look down on me too much. Only Youchun can do this. But you also overestimate the sympathy of foreign countries. Sympathy is just an emotional luxury and unrealistic. We sympathize with Yushan very much. We Who in the middle is willing to make a foolish effort to help him subdue Mrs. Zhao? We saw with our own eyes that Chen Xiajun made him pour tea all over his body, and Lu Bo kept talking against him. Do we feel sorry for him? Foreigners know that their vital interests are at stake, so they will naturally come to help. Modern times Public opinion is not the so-called clean discussion in traditional China. In a dictatorship, the government’s will controls the public opinion of the newspapers, and it is definitely not the newspapers that control the government. A country ruled by the people is like Britain, where all the newspapers in the country are controlled by one or two newspaper lords. Newspaper lords are not intellectuals with brains and conscience, but ambitious capitalists who rely on newspapers to make money and expand their influence. How can they uphold justice? As for the London Art Exhibition, let me tell you an intriguing sentence. A British friend wrote to I said that in the past, ordinary people in Europe became interested in Japanese art because of the war between Japan and Russia, and the Japanese won the battle; now it is judged that if China and Japan go to war, China will lose the war, so they suddenly become curious about Chinese art, just like a big house When the owner changes, the neighbors will visit."

Lu Bolin yawned and said: "There is no need to talk about these things. Anyway, China can't win, and has to rely on others. Compromising with Japan and being protected by the United Kingdom and the United States are just half a catty. I don't understand the difference. It is a national humiliation. , both are national humiliation. It is true that the Japanese came with bad intentions, but the British and Americans have good intentions. I would rather lean towards Japan. They are more or less the same species, and there are many similarities in culture. I know that I will suffer if I say this Cursed."

Chen Xiajun said: "This is the word for 'Japanese knowledge'. Usually Japanese knowledge, when the war breaks out, the name should be reversed and become 'Japanese knowledge',——Bo Lao, offended and offended! Offended you, we Hunan People speak rudely and don't know taboos." Lu Bolin's face turned pale with anger in the next few words, and his hands shaking his beard.There are only people from Guangdong, Guangxi, and Hunan in all parts of China. People from Shandong can barely get together. People from these four provinces can say: "People in our place are born with such a temper." The place where they grew up is like a reason for debate and a slogan for challenge. .Lu Bolin is an aborigine on the Shanghai-Hangzhou-Nanjing railway line, and his hometown is not well known; only others use his hometown to scold him behind his back, to explain or forgive his habits, and his own hometown cannot help in quarreling.So he couldn't think of words to resist Chen Xiajun's "We Hunanese", besides, he had just predicted that he would be scolded, and now the prediction has come true, so why complain?

Zheng Xuxi hurriedly avoided the dispute and said, "From a political point of view, I don't dare to decide whether we should declare war or not. I have already been scolded by young people for talking more. But from a super-political point of view, War may be exactly what our national spirit needs. A large-scale war can stimulate the latent virtues of our nation and help us restore our spiritual health and national self-esteem. Of course, pain is inevitable, death and injury, terror, displacement, Famine, and all the evils that Ibanets' Four Horsemen can bring. But these are the things that are part of the course of war, and in the whole glorious heroism, local pains are compensated. Life is In this way, beauty and goodness are extracted from ugliness and evil. Just like the fresh milk, white sugar, fragrant tea, and delicious snacks on the table, after these good things are ingested, they go through physiological and chemical effects in our intestines and stomachs, and deteriorate. Transformation, the messy state is unimaginable, and I should feel sorry for these sweet and delicious things. But without such a dirty process, the body will not be beautiful and healthy. I—”

Mrs. Li cut him off and said, "Your talk makes people sick! We women don't like to hear such oblique arguments. There are many hateful, disgusting, and completely irrational things in life, and they cannot be avoided. If war is inevitable, you There is no need to find esoteric reasons, to prove it is reasonable, to prove that it is good. When you find reasons for war, you cannot elevate war, but blaspheme the truth. When we hear it, we become suspicious of all truths and feel that maybe it is another excuse. We What needs to be done is not necessarily a good thing. I don’t agree with your statement, which is close to deceiving yourself.” Yigu was fascinated by the sound, and stared at the side of Aimer when he was speaking, his eyes were like two sparkling fires, Burning with wonder and admiration.Chen Xiajun was quick-eyed. Seeing him like this, he smiled and winked at Aimer.Aimer looked back at Yigu, Yigu lowered his head in shame, twisting the bread into small balls with his fingers.Chen Xiajun asked unrelentingly: "What's the name of this gentleman? You came late just now, it's ridiculous, and I didn't ask for advice." Yigu felt the light from ten pairs of eyes make his face burn, and he wished he could kill Chen Xiajun with one knife, and at the same time he heard his The voice replied: "My surname is Qi." Jianhou said: "I forgot to introduce to you, this Mr. Qi is helping me sort out the materials. He is very smart." "Oh! Oh!" This is Chen Xiajun's answer.If there is such a thing as heaven obeying people's wishes in the world, Chen Xiajun's face should be hot and hot at this time, as if he had slapped Yigu.

"You didn't hire a female secretary?" Yuan Youchun asked Jianhou.He was about to say "female secretary", but suddenly thought that this title was too blunt, and Yigu, who was the secretary, might sound harsh, so he hurriedly changed his name to "secretary", and at the same time admired his cleverness and thoughtfulness. Cao Shichang said: "You don't need to ask! Will my wife approve it? The female secretary can't help much." Mrs. Li said: "That's like a saying. Let him use a room full of female secretaries, I don't care, don't involve me, Jianhou, right?" Jianhou smirked greasy.

Yuan Youchun said: "Mr. Jian can safely use the female secretary. He will never make any jokes about seducing girls from good families. There is a beautiful wife like Aimer at home. He has high eyesight. It is not easy for him to favor her." Chen Xiajun cast a glance at Jianhou and said, "If he wants to seduce, I'm afraid he won't have the guts." Jianhou pressed his anger, forced a smile and said, "You know I don't have the guts?" Xia Jun shouted: "This is outrageous! Aimer, do you hear that? Put your husband under surveillance." Emily smiled and said: "If someone falls in love with Jianhou, it's better not to. This proves that I have a good eye for picking a husband, and others also appreciate it. I should be proud and never eat 'taboo'."

Although Aimo's words are beautiful, the text is actually wrong; because Chen Xiajun said that Jianhou liked other women, not that other women liked Jianhou.But no one corrected her either.Chen Xiajun continued: "Jianhou may have more guts, but he must not have enough appetite. When we reach middle age, food and sex are two basic desires, as long as either one is still strong, a person is not considered old. These two desires are interlinked; according to From a person's eating habits, we can often deduce his temper in love—" Lu Bolin fixed his eyes on the teacup in front of him, as if saying to his beard: "Aimer just said that she would never be jealous, but she likes to be jealous, hum!" Jianhou said: "That's right! Xia Jun Talking nonsense, as if he knew everything!" Xiajun ignored Lu Bolin, and said to Jianhou with his head in circles: "Because she likes to be jealous, I'm sure she will be jealous too. Be careful, don't be too happy!" Mrs. Li said with a smile: "This is really nonsense! Come on, come on! Count me as a vinegar bottle, a vinegar jar, a vinegar jar. Go on." Xia Junxiang was pricked with a leather ball, let out his breath, and said lazily: "There is nothing to talk about. Jianhou has a bad appetite for food, and he is not a greedy person when it comes to love." "And he must also strive for perfection, just like he does cooking, not many women can meet his aesthetic standards," Fu Juqing said.Jianhou listened, complacent. "That's a big mistake," Xia Jun couldn't help saying, "It's not the beauty that men love the most. What we should be wary of is ordinary-looking, average-looking women. When we meet famous beauties, we can only admire them." She, dare not love her. Our young and ugly stinky men are ashamed of themselves, know that there is no hope, and never dream of toads eating swan meat. Her beauty increases the psychological distance between her and us, as if it is a danger sign. It makes us timid, cowardly, and afraid to approach. If we love her, we are like brave warriors who dare to die and take risks. Conversely, when we meet ordinary women, at most we think that she is not annoying in appearance. I don't pay attention to it at all. Scared! Suddenly one day I found myself in a daze, and I don't know when she made a small nest in our hearts. This is really called being in love without knowing why, and being in love wrongly. Beauty is like the regular army of the enemy , you know how to be on alert, even if you are defeated, there will be an explanation. Ordinary women are like the "fifth column" of Franco in the Spanish Civil War, doing spy work, turning you upside down, and you are still in a dream. Like our family None of the wives, or the other women we loved, can be called beautiful, but when we first pursued them, we couldn’t sleep or eat because of them—this Mr. Qi is young, but he is full of experience? Haha!" Yigu listened to Xiajun's previous discussion, and couldn't help admiring him for his insightful observations, but he didn't expect him to pull it on his head, blushing, speechless, and resentment towards Chen Xiajun revived. Mrs. Li hurriedly said: "Xiajun, you are really annoying—Mr. Qi, don't pay attention to him." Yuan Youchun said: "Xiajun, you said just now that our wife is not beautiful. Is there a Marquis Jian in this 'us'?" Cao Shichang and Zhao Yushan all agreed with him. Mrs. Li said with a smile: "You don't need to ask, of course he is there. I am also 'ugly before I get old', and now I am getting older and uglier." Xia Jun shrank his head in a panic, grabbed the back of his head with his hands, and made a grimace.Lu Bolin couldn't help laughing. Ma Yongzhong said: "You guys are not serious. There are two female staff members in my newspaper who are very careful and conscientious in their work. Yushan, it seems that there are also female researchers in your institute?" Zhao Yushan said: "We have three of them, and they are all very good. Like our institute, most young women would find it boring and would never come. My experience is that those who major in natural science, Chinese literature, history, and geography at university Female students are more honest and serious. Only female students who study Western literature are the worst. They are full of romantic thoughts, they don’t know anything, and they don’t understand foreign languages, but they always want to understand life, to be female writers, to be diplomats Mrs. Guan is very restless when she entertains foreigners. Fu Juqing once introduced such a treasure to our institute, but I drove her away with great difficulty, and Juqing still blamed me." Fu Juqing said: "I don't blame you, I blame you for being stubborn, narrow-minded, and unable to tolerate people." Zheng Xuxi said: "That's right. Yushan should keep her here. Maybe the academic atmosphere in your institute can subtly influence her, making her gradually adapt to the environment, and she may become a talent." Lu Bolin laughed and said, "I think of a joke. More than ten years ago, my family was still in the south. One spring, I accompanied my wife to Putuo Mountain to burn incense, and I lived in the guest room of the temple. I saw the bed. I was very relieved, and asked the monk if there were any bedbugs. The monk assured me that there were no bedbugs, "There are only one or two. The Buddhist bedbugs have been induced by the Bodhisattva and do not eat meat and blood; if they really bite people, Amitabha, sir, don't kill them. After the Bodhisattva It is a sin to kill in the Qingjing Taoist Temple.' My good fellow! I was bitten and stayed up all night. Later I realized that someone listened to the monk's words. There were two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who went to burn incense. The mother-in-law caught bedbugs and put them in her daughter-in-law. It was regarded as releasing life and accumulating virtue, and the daughter-in-law yelled it out, and it was a joke. Xu Xi said that the environment can affect character, and I thought of the vegetarian bedbugs in the Monk Temple." Everyone laughed. Zheng Xuxi finished laughing and said: "Uncle, don't laugh at that monk, there is a part of truth in what he said. Bedbugs are too far behind Buddhism, and Chen Xiajun's so-called 'psychological distance' is too far away, so they won't be affected. Intelligence Taller animals can indeed infect the temper of the owner, which is recognized by both biologists and animal psychologists. For example, the owner loves to tell jokes, and friends who come here often laugh. His dog is in this environment. There is also humor, and they often make funny and laughable moves, and sometimes they can open their mouths to imitate human smiles. I remember that Darwin observed that dogs can imitate human humor. I saw the German psychologist Pola This kind of thing is also mentioned in Ai's book on children's psychology. When I say that an academic atmosphere can change a woman's character, I am not talking empty words." Lu Bolin said: "I've never seen a dog's smile. I'll get a dog to test it out later. But I've heard your scientific proof, and I absolutely agree with you. I like books, so the rats in my house have also been influenced by the master. I have a special fondness for books, and often bite my books. The monks may secretly eat meat, so the lice in the monastery do not refrain from fishy meat. Your words are very correct." After speaking, he winked at Mrs. Li, as if to She pays attention to the subtlety of her irony. Zheng Xuxi shook his head and said: "You old man is simply unreasonable." Yuan Youchun said: "Why use the example of a dog? Isn't it already mischievous? Look carefully at its waist when it moves, it is graceful and vigorous, sometimes it really looks like Emerald, especially It's its stretching posture. It has been raised in Li's house for a long time, and it has been influenced by the example of the beautiful hostess." Mrs. Li said: "I don't know whether to scold you or thank you." Chen Xiajun said: "What he said is absolutely wrong. Naughty has been in the Li family for many years, yes, but it also has a male master! Why doesn't it imitate Jianhou? Don't laugh, Jianhou is going to misunderstand me again and make fun of him. Jianhou If he had been born in France in the sixteenth century, his curvaceous figure would have attracted the admiration of many women, who would not have been paid to be his female secretary! At that time, beautiful men and women had to protrude their stomachs——French It seems to be called Panserons—the higher the drum, the better. It is the opposite of modern women's tight front abdomen and raised rear hips. Jianhou can be regarded as an ancient French boy, and he is also worthy of being a naughty role model. So I say Lao Yuan turned the result into the cause. It’s not that naughty imitates Aimer’s posture. It’s Aimer’s reference to naughty posture. He knows it clearly and has a family of his own. Aimer won’t be angry after hearing this. The foreign beauty is the Egyptian queen Cleopatra—the ancient Egyptian custom is that the more a woman looks like a cat, the more beautiful. Among the wives of my friends, of course I recommend Emer to wear the most suitable clothes. For example, my wife looks like a cat in winter. The pockets are full of stickmeal, only your style fits, not like the clothes match the body, but the body adapts to the growth of the clothes. Isn't this the fur of a naughty body? Doesn't it mean that a naughty will learn from you to grow fur? " Aimer laughed and said: "Be careful Jianhou beats you! You only talk nonsense." Jianhou gave Chen Xiajun an Eclair in front of him and said, "Please don't open your mouth, and eat something, so as not to have to chew when you are idle. "Xia Junzhen took it and bit it, and gave the dim sum to block the discussion of ancient and modern times. Fu Juqing said: "I was thinking about what Xia Jun said. There is indeed a 'psychological distance' in love, so the Western god of love shoots cold arrows. Of course, archery needs an appropriate distance. The red heart is too close and the arrow cannot be shot, and it is too far apart. Arrows cannot be shot; it is difficult for people of disparity in status to love each other, and it is not easy for people who are too closely related by blood. But the distance is not only psychological. Do you have this experience? Sometimes a woman looks beautiful from a distance, quite cute, When I got closer and took a closer look, I realized that they were all fake. They were not good-looking, and the raw materials of the makeup were not exquisite, and the makeup skills were not good enough. I really can't think of what kind of idea this kind of girl has. It costs so much I put so much thought and effort into dressing up, but in the end I can only stand ten yards away for people to see from a distance! Do you want men who have fallen deeply in love with them from afar, and when they get closer to see the truth, they have no regrets and can only make mistakes and love them? In the end? After listening to Xia Jun today, I realized that they are like guns, and their radiation has a certain distance. I don’t know how many times I meet this kind of women in a day. Fortunately, I was born in modern times, and the Chinese customs are enlightened, so I have the opportunity to observe them carefully and correct the illusion at a glance. If in ancient times, the security was tight, you could only see a woman leaning on the railing of a tall building, or glimpse her stretching The curtain of the donkey cart. It’s out of reach, so I had to see her love and go to great lengths to pursue her, so it’s wrong! I tremble when I think about it.” Fu Juqing shuddered when he said that.Jianhou laughed hard, not only his mouth, but also his whole short and fat body. Chen Xiajun finished eating the cake early, sighed and said: "Juqing, your eyes are too high after all! We who have passed away in the first half of our life, if we are so determined, we can't be so demanding. Not only should we lower our standards for appearance, And it's not appropriate to be blameworthy when it comes to emotions. Ten years ago, I looked down on those old men who opened their eyes and closed their eyes the most, knowing that their young concubine was cheating on me and pretending to be stupid. Now I gradually understand them and sympathize with them. Unless you tolerate them The love of others, don't dream that they will tolerate your love for them. When I was studying painting in Paris, I was very close to a Corsican girl. Later I found out that she is a devout Catholic. Ken married, as if she was a church waitress, I had to dump her. I asked women to love me with all their energy, and their hearts were full of me, and they were not allowed to leave a little bit to anyone. God is also my rival in love , she should give him up for me, and her love for me should surpass all religious scruples. But now? I am settled, and I have no extravagant hopes. If there is a lovely woman who is willing to show mercy and reward me with some remaining tenderness, I was like a beggar begging for leftovers, and I was so grateful. When she glanced at me, smiled at me, or blushed, I remembered them all and stored them for days of thinking and aftertaste. War? We are too old But not old enough, I'm afraid it's our turn to be recruited. Love? We're too old! But not old enough, I'm afraid it's not our turn to be lovers!" Ma Yongzhong got up and said: "Xiajun's words are frustrating and shameless. It's getting late, I'll take a step first. Mrs. Li, Jianhou, thank you, goodbye, goodbye. Don't send it off! Mr. Qi, goodbye." Cao Shichang also said at the same time that Xiajun's comments are "immoral".Jianhou listened to Xia Jun's speech, he was astonished as if he was thinking about something, he didn't stand up until Ma Yongzhong called his name, and said to Aimo, "Shouldn't you sit a little longer? No, no." Yi Gu He took out his watch, saw that it was not early, and wanted to say goodbye, but hoped that everyone would leave, mix in the crowd, say a polite word in a rush, and slip away.However, seeing that they were all sitting comfortably, they didn't seem to want to leave; I was afraid that my mother would look forward to it, so I couldn't sit still, and I was thinking about how to get through the difficulties of saying goodbye.Seeing him looking at his watch, Mrs. Li said, "It's still early, but I dare not keep you longer. See you tomorrow." Yigu thanked Mrs. Li vaguely.Because he came for the first time, Jianhou sent him to the gate.When leaving the living room, Jianhou closed the door behind his back, Yigu heard the constant chatter and laughter inside, and decided that they were laughing at him, and his face became hotter.Jumping on the tram, he suddenly remembered that Mrs. Li said "see you tomorrow".After thinking about it carefully, I brought out from my memory what Mrs. Li said to me when I was leaving, sorted it out, and clearly said the words "see you tomorrow".These three words are not yet cold, and Mrs. Li's tone has not dissipated. The word "Ming" is spoken very smoothly, which brings out the clear and emphatic pronunciation of the word "Jian", but the emphasis is so relaxed that it seems to be literally tapped when speaking.The word "er" is hidden in the gap between the sounds of the word "ming" and the word "see", and it is carried over secretly.I didn't remember anything wrong.My heart can't stop beating happily. Tomorrow is worth waiting for and looking forward to.Yigu smiled and was so happy that he couldn't bear it, wishing to share the happiness with the passengers in the same car.Seeing Yigu smiling at her, a middle-aged woman sitting across from her misunderstood his intentions, gave Yigu a vicious look, turned her head away with a stern face.Yigu got a gray nose, and he didn't know why, so he calmed down.When he got home, his mother naturally asked him if Mrs. Li was beautiful.He insisted that Mrs. Li was not beautiful, her skin was not fair, her cheekbones were slightly high, and she had other shortcomings.If Yigu hadn't been fascinated, maybe he would have praised Aimer for being pretty and charming; now he seems to have a new secret, which he is not used to at first, hidden in his heart, afraid of meeting strangers, so his words are inadvertently in line with diplomacy And the cover strategy of attacking east and west in the military.When his mother married young, the Chinese had not yet invented love.At that time, someone came to act as a matchmaker, and the parents asked the girl herself if she liked what the man said, she just blushed and bowed her head, said nothing, at most said "it's up to the parents", and then quickly ran back to the room, This is the most euphemistic expression of a girl.Who would have expected that twenty or thirty years later, when the world would change drastically, her son, a big boy, would have such twists and turns in his mind!So she only teased her son, saying that he watched carefully, and didn't say anything else.Yigu had several chaotic dreams that night. He dreamed that he accidentally spilled tea on Mrs. Li's clothes. He was so embarrassed that he had to escape from the dream.When he woke up, he dreamed that Naughty scratched his nose again, and Chen Xiajun called himself a tick on a cat.She was so angry that she was about to scold back, Meng turned around again, she was stroking the mischievous hair, and suddenly realized that it was Mrs. Li's hair, she woke up very ashamed, thinking that she would really be ashamed to see Li and his wife tomorrow.But secretly like it, ignorant of conscience, chasing and warming this dream like a cow chewing its cud. Mrs. Lee did not take Yi Gu to heart.When Marquis Jian sent Yigu out, Chen Xiajun said: "This kid looks really smart. Emer, he should be your private secretary. He will definitely obey your orders. He is at the age when he is going to be silly for you. " Aimo said: "I'm afraid that Marquis Jian won't agree." Cao Shichang said: "Xiajun, you are the worst person! You have bullied that child enough today. The young man has never seen the world, so it's pitiful. "Xiajun said: "Who bullied him? I saw his wide-eyed surprise, which was pitifully naive, so I joked with him and told him not to be so nervous." Lu Bolin said: "You think you are joking, but you don't know No wonder Marquis Jian is annoyed at you." Everyone echoed him.While speaking, Jianhou came in.The guests sat for a while and dispersed one after another.Aimo slept until the second half of the night, at the joint between the first half and the second half, for no reason, recalling Yigu's expression and Chen Xiajun's words to her during the day, she suddenly felt excited, feeling that she was not a middle-aged woman, turned and turned sideways again. Fell asleep. Tomorrow, Yigu is describing for Jianhou that he looked down from the high-rise of the New York Hotel. The wires, pedestrians, and vehicles made him dizzy, and he almost fell out of the window, and Emer opened the door.Glancing at them, he turned around again as if to go out, and said, "You are busy, I won't disturb you, I'm fine." Jianhou said, "We're fine too, would you like to read the preface to my travel diary?" Aimer said: "I remember you told me about the general idea of ​​the preface. Okay, I'll wait for you to finish the first chapter and read it together. It's not interesting to read only the preface. Jianhou, I would like to ask Yigu to take the time to write a book for us to treat you the day after tomorrow." Post, is it okay?" Yigu didn't prepare Mrs. Li for her name, without the surname on the top, without "Sir" on the bottom, and the name was naked, as if someone new to the massage room didn't expect the maid to come Undress him.He didn't wait for Jianhou to answer, and quickly said: "Yes, yes! I'm afraid I can't write well--" Yigu said this modest word, which means that he is calm and at ease, not cramped to incoherent.Jianhou agreed without saying anything.Yigu took the list of guests from Emerald's hands, left the dazzled Jianhou at the window on the 32nd floor of the New York Hotel, and devoted himself to writing posts for Emerald.He wrote travel notes for Marquis Jian, full of grievances, but doing such trivial copying work, he was as devout as a monk who stabbed blood to write Buddhist scriptures.After returning home, he still thinks about this little matter, it seems that this is a sign that he is in Emerald's eyes.On the second day he answered a few irrelevant letters for Emer, and on the third day he read a new novel presented by the author for Emer, and told her a summary of the story, because the author would see Emer one day.Yigu didn't put much effort into these things, but when he came home in the afternoon, he felt that his life was extremely rich that day, and he had hopeless hopes for tomorrow. On the day when the invitation was written, Mr. Li was already unhappy.When Mrs. Li asked Yigu to read the novel on his behalf, Mr. Li felt that this not only cut off the writing of the travel notes, but also divided the lard like a hot knife, and it also consumed a good time around noon. up.He was ashamed to explode on the spot, and only vaguely felt uneasy that Emer would take the secretary away.In front of Aimer, he said coldly to Yigu: "You read your novel, give me the manuscript, and I will write it myself." Aimer said with a half-smile: "Hold on so tightly! You can't fight for the day when you write a book. Half a day, what should I do if I offend someone tomorrow? If you don’t want me to take care of the housework, I’ve read this book a long time ago.” At this time, Yigu only knew that Aimer wanted to do things for him, but he couldn’t understand the meaning of Jianhou’s words at all. Hand over the manuscript to Jianhou.Jianhou took it over without making a sound, his yellow face turning blue.Aimer glanced at Jianhou, smiled at Yigu and said, "Take care!" and left the study.Yigu sat down to read the novel, it was really bad luck for the author!Yigu wants to let Aimo know that he has a fierce vision and a high standard, and he can find faults in the plot and words in the book, as if he was taught by Fu Juqing.Jianhou sat blankly, staring at the manuscript in front of him, without writing.Normally, he would look at his watch and tell Yigu to go home for dinner, but today he forced a smile on Yigu until the old lady came out and asked him if he wanted dinner, and told him to go away. Seeing that he brought the novel home, he became even angrier.Jianhou went to the dining room, sat down to drink soup, and didn't say a word, neither did Emerald.After all, women are animals that have been oppressed since the creation of the world. Be patient. Jianhou said first: "Please don't use my secretary in the future. I have serious things for him to do. You ask him to do those trivial things. Better leave it until the afternoon, when he's done with my work." Aimer snorted and said in English: "You are angry with me, aren't you? The maid stood by and listened, are you embarrassed? It depends on where the quarrel is! Just now in front of your precious secretary, Tell me not to go down, eat well now, and come to find trouble again. Don’t get angry while eating, I advise you. Later, stomach problems will occur again! There will be a day when you will make me angry into stomach problems, and you will be happy. Today There are fried lobsters, which are not easy to digest." The maid didn't know English, her complexion and tone of voice were clear, and she laughed secretly in her stomach: "You two are vomiting! You can't hide it from me. " After dinner, the couple went to the bedroom, and the girl spread out the quilt for Jianhou's nap.Jianhou couldn't help but asked Aimo, "Did you hear what I said?"