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Chapter 58 Section 8 Shanghai, another mirror I look at

Juliu River 齐邦媛 1675Words 2018-03-04
When we arrived at Yu's house in Shanghai, it was already dark. Aunt Yu saw her daughter and son coming home suddenly—at that time, no one had long-distance calls, and everything happened "suddenly", and there was no connection between Shanghai and Sichuan. Children, I was happy for a while.Put me in Jun Yu's younger sister's room, and the whole family will go to the living room to say goodbye in detail. Yu Jun's younger sister is one year younger than me, and she is the key figure in my life in Shanghai.The next morning, I woke up on the bed opposite her, quickly put on my better cloth cheongsam and newer tire-soled round-toed leather shoes, and saw her looking at me in surprise.She grew up in Shanghai's upper-class society. Even though her father passed away during the eight years of Japanese occupation, she did not experience any material hardships.One year after the victory, Shanghai has gradually returned to the life of an international city of singing and dancing.She is the youngest of the five siblings. Although she is kind by nature, she is very willful. She speaks directly, which shortens the time for me to find out and adapt.During the family breakfast, she said that she would take me out to buy some clothes in the afternoon——she didn’t discuss it with me beforehand, and I gradually fully understood afterward that walking on the streets of Shanghai, my “Chongqing clothes” embarrassed her; Cloth cheongsam around the waist, leather shoes on the bottom of the car tires, walking on the streets of Shanghai in June, speaking words that no one understood. During the eight years of hard wartime life, everyone was like this. different ways of dressing", no one ever thinks I'm "earthy".

Before heading out in the afternoon, she half-forced me to change into a pair of her light-colored sandals.I took the white plastic leather bag that Brother Da Fei gave to my mother when he returned from training in the United States. I hadn’t seen it before. She gave it to me when I was in college. After arriving in Leshan, I didn’t take it out of the box at all. The whole dormitory was stolen in a big theft case, and all the lost items were "discovered" under the bed of a female classmate, and they were found and returned.Fortunately, the book-shaped leather bag is a good imported product, especially because it contains the money for the ferry ticket back to Chongqing and enough money, and there is also a "farewell fee". When I went to Wuhan University for the first time, my father warned me at home Said, "If a boy invites you to dinner, you should try to return the invitation. You can't take advantage of it." So I am confident that I can pay for the treatment and clothing.

I remember what I saw in the mirror of that clothing store, it was really a self I didn't know.Although only beige Short-sleeved shirt, black skirt.But it was the first fashionable clothes I bought in my life.Scout uniforms for junior high school are issued by the school, and gowns are worn after high school.From winter to summer, my mother went to the small tailor shop in the town to make it according to the school's regulations.When I went to university, I just added two or three colors of plain robes.All of our female classmates didn’t have bras, and their underwear and panties were all hand-sewn. After high school, a few “princess threads” were sewn on the tops to form two small concave vortexes.After changing clothes, I didn't know how to put my hands and feet even when I was walking for several days.The younger sister of the Yu family greatly appreciated the results of my "modernization", and went so far as to say it frankly. "When my second sister brought you in yesterday. I really

I don't understand what's going on with Peter. I just saw you smiling just now, so I know why he likes you. " Back home in Shanghai, Jun Yu's name was restored to Peter.It seemed that no one called him by his Chinese name except me.His mother called me Miss Qi.He was my only reliance during those days. The two of us came together from faraway Sichuan. Before we left, we shared the greatest pain and secrets in our hearts in the deep mountains.Form a kind of Closeness.Because of him, I also had a first impression of the beauty of Shanghai, which is huge, strange, and looks at people with cold eyes everywhere.

During the day, he took me to walk around, seeing many streets planted with plane trees, the school he attended, the home of the teacher who taught him vocal music, and the Yangtze River estuary from the Bund to the place where the Yangtze River enters the sea.Singing and praying in the living room after dinner at night, he took me to the attic where his father’s library was also his room, and showed me the unopened Kipling’s novel "Light of Disappearance" on the case, the page was his father’s death was reading before.Then we sat on the bench under the window and whispered our thoughts.

The fourth day in Shanghai was Monday. After breakfast, Mr. Yu led the way to my father. I was not in troubled times, so I couldn't understand my mood at that time.Having experienced hardships in the last days, I calmly came to a world like Shanghai, only then did I realize how fragile the link between me and my family is.I only know that since the victory, my father spent most of his time in Nanjing, preparing for the demobilization of the government and "returning the capital."When he returned to Chongqing, he told his mother that he would live in Ding's house when he went to Shanghai, and that he would write to his long-time friend Wu Kaixian (his son also attended Nankai Middle School) if he had anything to do.Uncle Wu was the first to return to his hometown in Shanghai and served as the director of the social bureau. He was responsible for recovering from the Japanese hands all the assets seized by the British and French ancestors and the Japanese, and relocating the people and other places.When I saw Uncle Wu, he said that he wanted to find my father. He was startled and said, "You are not a little girl. Schools at all levels in the war zone have just been on vacation. The Yangtze River ships go from Sichuan to Hankou and Shanghai, one after another. It’s not the student’s turn yet, why did you come to Shanghai? Just in time, your father will come from Nanjing in a few days, let me give him a surprise!” In this way, within a few days my father I came to the Yu family, found his daughter, and thanked the Yu family for taking care of me.Three days later, I took the Beijing-Shanghai Railway Night Express, and I followed him to Nanjing.

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