From time to time, Ziying heard from her mother that their Cheng family had two treasures, no, no, it was not Ziying and her brother Zihan, but a set of small and delicate ivory mahjong tiles, which were light and convenient to play and not slippery. use. The second one is the cook A’e. This maid was trained by her grandmother and she can cook well. She is especially good at making Shanghai dim sum: pan-fried steamed buns, fried rice cakes with shredded pork, and wontons with shepherd’s purse. The standard is first-class. Everyone praises. These two treasures are very famous, so there are always guests playing cards in Cheng's mahjong room.

One day, Ziying sighed and said, "It's just friends with wine and meat." Mrs. Cheng was not angry, and replied with a smile: "Of course, without wine and meat, how can we have friends." It's a good thing to think about it that way. Ziying has another question: "They are treasures, what are Zihan and I?" Mrs. Cheng suddenly became serious: "Ziying Zihan is mother's heart and soul, can a person live without a heart and soul?" Ziying believes that this is the truth, so she is no longer jealous of Ah'e and the status of mahjong tiles.

When Ziying was 12 years old, a major event happened in the Cheng family. Thinking about it now, I really admire my mother for not making noise, making noise, crying, or pretending not to know, and showing off calmly. She called Ziying Zihan over to sit down, and said to her husband, "Cheng Botang, please have some dignity, let's break up." Although Ziying was young, she knew that this was asking for a divorce, and she couldn't help crying. Usually, she rarely saw her father who was busy with business, and she worried that it would be more difficult to see her father in the future.

Zihan remained silent. Ziying clearly remembered her father's astonishment: "I didn't say I wanted a divorce." "So it's up to me to propose. The documents have been completed. At Lawyer Lin's office, you can sign at any time. Your clothes have been packed, and the driver will send them there for you." Cheng Botang was in a daze. "Ziying will go to London for boarding next year, and Zihan will go to Los Angeles to enter university." The mother felt relieved, "Do you have any questions?" A family was dissolved by her like this. Ziying knows that her mother can be so chic, of course because of her strong background.

Ms. Wang has a rich dowry and has been living in a small independent bungalow under her own name. Her natal family has businesses in several major cities in the West. Whether Cheng Botang is capable or useless has nothing to do with her social life. Classmates, old friends, and mahjong players. When an aunt came to rub the cards, she asked, "Shijian, are you really sad?" She smiled and didn't answer. Another person said: "Eat dim sum, look at how tender the chicken dumplings are." But finally someone couldn't help it: "I heard it's a Taiwanese lady."

"Why did you send Ziyingzi letter out?" "Sooner or later, the children will have to study abroad." "But so early—" Ms. Wang said softly: "In case they hear their mother crying at night." Only then did the girlfriends keep silent, sorry. Instead, she comforted them: "Don't worry, everything will pass." "Yes, it is not difficult for Wang Shijian to find a new life." She smiled, and poured out the ivory cards contained in the small mahogany box. Zihan said to his sister, "What is a new life?" Ziying was silent.

Zihan asked: "Does it mean that mother will find a new boyfriend?" Before I finished speaking, my mother appeared at the door of the room, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, I won't be looking for arsenic for old birthdays. Mom only has you two in her heart." Zihan breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.Ziying stared at her mother. "It's hard to send away a plague god..." She sighed, "How can I treat Cheng Baitang, even if he bites me, they are all the same, never grateful, have seen ghosts and are not afraid of the dark, mother will never leave you."

Soon the brothers and sisters left home to study, and went there for 10 years. Parents may have an ugly side that they don't see. Whenever there is a holiday, the father will visit them. Even if he is talking about business, he will take his children with him and travel around the world. He will arrange for the younger brothers and sisters to learn skiing, visit art galleries, and visit the city center when he has meetings. Over the past 10 years, I have traveled all over Europe. Ziying graduated from middle school. He wanted to transfer his children to study in Southern California, but their mother disagreed.

"Girls don't have the temperament to study in North America." Cheng Botang has one advantage: he knows he owes her, so he won't argue with her, and will bear everything. He laughed and said, "It's good to let their brothers and sisters have a company." Wang Shijian also smiled: "You have another pair of children." He replied in a low voice, "That pair is still young." The tone of the two was as calm as old friends. "Ziying's French is already very good." "It's too much pressure to learn English, Chinese, and French."

At that time, they held a family meeting in the suite of the Xiahui Hotel. Ziying leaned against the window and suddenly said, "Regardez! Ineige," she said in French, "Look, it's snowing." Snowflakes were falling sporadically in the sky, and Cheng Baitang suddenly felt very proud that the little boy Ying could speak three languages. If he was called a dereliction of duty father with tears in his eyelashes, let Ziying stay in England. "What is Ziying going to read?" "architecture." Cheng was overjoyed: "Heh, Cheng Xingcheng Construction Company, Ziying, will help Dad after graduation."

On the other hand, his ex-wife Qian said: "There is still not one stroke in ten strokes." "Their brothers and sisters' report cards are all A, A, A, like rockets," Cheng Baitang grinned from ear to ear, "I guarantee admission to every prestigious school." Ms. Wang pulled the corner of her mouth: "It must be like you, I don't study hard, and you always help me with my homework." "Where, without your help, I wouldn't be where I am today." "It's your own ability." "It was your capital when you started the company, and you still hold half of the shares." Ms. Wang is silent, what to do with the past. Ziying was surprised, does this count as treating each other like a guest? She asked casually, "How are you doing today?" "Hong Kong's economy is booming. You and I have witnessed the growth of this city. The dynasty is about to change. People are half-hearted. Some people are eager to move, while others are determined to stay." "And you, what do you think?" "I'll stay. People who leave their hometowns are cheap. I'm optimistic about Hong Kong." "Well, do you have fried land?" "I'm in this line of work, and it's hard not to get my hands dirty." "Be careful and know when to leave the table." "Yes, yes, you have always had a sixth sense, and I will let it go as soon as I go back." Ziying went over and looked at his parents and smiled. Her long hair was braided with black barrettes and she was wearing a gray sweater and jeans. Cheng Botang looked at his daughter: "Why don't you wear pink?" "The two of them are not like you or me. They don't like to dress up. They are the most simple. Ziying likes to eat. Zihan must bring all the latest electronic products home." Zihan is already studying computer graphics design. "Then, like uncle." Ms. Wang was taken aback, trying to talk about her natal family. Then, Cheng Botang laughed together: "Brother Yao, a Hong Kong legend, will be on stage soon." His ex-wife looked at him: "There is such a saying." "Brother Xingyao, did you talk about it with you?" "He didn't say it, and it's not easy for me to ask him." "Brother Xingyao is your cousin." "Yes, my mother and his mother are sisters." "So," Cheng Baitang rubbed his hands excitedly, "there will be our close relatives in the future leadership team." Ms. Wang looked at him and teased her ex-husband: "It's a pity that you and I have divorced, otherwise, your social status would have been promoted to three levels." Cheng Botang said softly: "I never said I wanted a divorce, and I never signed any documents." "It's too late, five years have passed, and the formalities are automatically completed." "I am not remarried." Ms. Wang stood up: "This has nothing to do with me. After the spring break, Zihan is still going to Southern California, and Ziying is staying in London. Is there any objection?" Break up the meeting. After Cheng Botang left, she snorted and sighed again. Ziying asked, "Mom, what's the matter?" "Ziying, people have to live up to themselves." Ziying groaned. "Now that he knows that the dynasty is about to change, the relationship he earned before may not be needed in the future, so he thinks about the Wang family again." Ziying didn't know for a moment that she was referring to her father. The following year, she entered the Department of Architecture, University of London, and reported to her father: "In the first year, there were more than 130 new students, who were eliminated year by year. There were only a dozen graduates each year, and four of them were directly promoted." But she is confident in herself. The students are all in love, some fall in love at first sight, some are reluctant to study in Europe without falling in love, only Ziying concentrates on studying. She did her homework until late at night, and the light on the computer screen was reflected in her pupils. Her beautiful and dignified face was as dignified as a jade statue, so focused, of course it went straight up. Ziying’s thick black hair still wears black clips. Gray, white and blue are her favorite colors. She applied to be an apprentice in a construction company during the summer vacation. Her outfit was surprising. A girl named Wang Weiwei was admitted with her, and she wore white snow at work. Spun pleated skirt. Weiwei asked her: "You are also from Shanghai, when did you come here?" Ziying answered truthfully: "I am a Chinese-American. I was born in Los Angeles and grew up in Hong Kong. I can only speak a few words of Shanghainese." "tell me the story." "Crab Noodle Tofu, Steamed Hanamaki, and, "Rose Rose I Love You"." Weiwei laughed so hard that she fell down. Ziying was surprised: "Did you say something wrong?" "Go back to Hong Kong after graduation?" Ziying nodded: "My father told me to go back." "Then you have to learn Mandarin and Shanghainese well." "Really? Please advise." Wei Wei, who is wearing chiffon, is smarter than Ziying: "The British are about to retreat. Everything in the past will be replaced by new people and new things. It is widely rumored that the two gentlemen who are competing for the leadership are both from Shanghai. It will not work if they only know the name of the dishes and songs." of." Ziying was curious: "How do you know this news?" Weiwei was proud: "My father knows the relevant people and got some clues." Ziying looked up and said, "It makes sense." The next day, she signed up to learn Mandarin. Ziying realized that there were many choices. She decided to learn traditional Chinese characters and the International Phonetic Alphabet. Speak Chinese like a foreign sinologist. She has a lot of questions and asks people everywhere. "How to pronounce the waterfall of the waterfall? How to pronounce the acupoint of the acupuncture point?" After learning Shanghai dialect, a female teacher from Shanghai concentrated on teaching her. "In the 1950s, it was called 'Guan delicious'. In the 1950s, it was changed to 'Old delicious'. Today, young people like to say 'Blind delicious'. The dialect is originally a slang term, just like cool and aweson in English. Really old, or blind, cool or amazing, just an adjective." Ziying sighed: "Cool!" The teacher smiled. After a year, she is fluent in both dialects. When she went to a crowded place, she would say, "Ah, what a mess." Zihan looked at his younger sister: "Are you planning to go back and help Dad?" He speaks authentic American English, which is quite different from Ziying's Oxford accent. Ziying asked, "What about you?" "Go back and be under control." "I miss my mother, and my two treasures, especially Ah'e's specialty dishes." Zihan pulled up his younger sister's braid: "You still don't have a boyfriend?" Ziying shook his head. "Have you been on a date?" Ziying shook his head again. "Neither psychologically nor physically?" Ziying felt a little regretful, she shook her head again. Zihan said enviously, "You are so lucky that you don't have any troubles." Ziying looked at him: "Mom asked you to find out about this." "Yes, are there any boys interested in you?" "None." "Mom is a little worried." Ziying really wanted to throw herself into her mother's arms immediately, she sighed and said: "Life is less than a hundred, and I often worry about a thousand years." Zihan suddenly asked, "Does mom have a boyfriend?" "I haven't seen it." "Mom is amazing. There is no complaint in her mouth." "Yes, the older I get, the more I feel that she is restrained, patient, generous, and decent. It is enough to learn from her." "It must be hard for her to endure like this." "But, never show it." There was a week off for Easter, Ziying suddenly appeared at home. The new Filipino servant did not recognize her and refused to open the door. A'e looked at it and was filled with surprises: "Ziying, you're back." The rules of their family never call you young master or miss. Ms. Wang said: Even the servants in Rongguo Mansion only call Baoyu directly, so that children can grow up quickly. As soon as she opened the door, Ziying found that Ah'e's sideburns were all white. She was shocked, and took her hand and called her mother all the way. As soon as I entered the door, I heard the sound of rubbing mahjong, and my heart was already half-set. Seeing my mother with black hair, fashionable dress, and wearing gold bead and diamond earrings at home, I can't help but feel relieved. When Ms. Wang saw Ziying, she stopped rubbing the cards and pushed them away with one hand. Ziying simply hugged her mother tightly. Ms. Wang was puzzled: "Have you graduated yet? Isn't there still one year left?" One of the aunts laughed and said, "Ziying is so cute." "Ziying, this is Mommy." Aunt Mom, that is, a big aunt. Ziying said hello. I only heard my mother introduce again: "Mum of the Lin family, mother of the Lu family." In the population of Shanghai, it is true that the female elders call her mother with full respect. Then, Lin and Lu said goodbye, leaving only my aunt and cousin. Ah'e replaced them with freshly brewed Longjing tea. Knowing that they had something to say, Ziying withdrew to wash up. After showering, I passed the mahjong room while wiping my hair and overheard their conversation. "He was trying to get a post on the night of the handover ceremony," the mother said. My aunt was surprised: "You still intercede for him?" Mother was silent. "Shijian, your temper is too good." "He bugged me a few times." "Tell him to die." Wang Shijian suddenly smiled. Aunt Qi asked, "What are you laughing at?" "Laughing at the sharp Shanghai dialect, just think about it, if you want someone to die, you have to die a little farther away." "It's just right to deal with people like Cheng Botang. No problem, just give him a post and tell him to sit in the first row. If not, it seems that my Wang family doesn't even have the ability." "In recent days, many people have expressed great respect for the Wang family." "Yes, you guessed it." "Many wives who don't usually see each other suddenly call me to be the president of their society. It's really strange." "Cantonese call this "healing red top white." "Brother Xingyao may not be chosen." Aunt Biao laughed: "Why did Ziying come home suddenly?" "She's really like a child, acting on her own will." "Still small." "It's not young anymore, she only loves to eat and sleep, she is extremely innocent, she has no emotions or desires." "It's the only girl who looks like a girl," my aunt praised. "Others are seventeen or eighteen years old and have become fairies." When Ziying heard this, she smiled and went back to her room to rest. A'e brought some pan-fried steamed buns, she ate ten of them in one go, and fell asleep on the bed. Mom couldn't have described her more correctly. It's just that why should a person's emotions be exposed, she has to learn from her mother. Originally, I was going to eat, eat, sleep and sleep. After a few days, I went back to school to take the graduation exam. I met my mother and fulfilled my wish. But there are always surprises in life. Her father asked her to go out and meet him. Ziying was invited to Baitang Construction Company, and saw that the scale was not small, with thirty or forty employees busy working. Cheng greeted her: "Ziying, you will be my partner after graduation." On his desk is a computer-processed photo of Mrs. Xin Cheng. She has a beautiful oval face, and two children aged seven or eight, a boy and a girl. This is her father's new family. He also has one wife, one son and one daughter. He felt that this family was better, so he abandoned the other family, causing irreparable trauma. This is a strange person. "Ziying, I want to introduce someone to you." Ziying immediately politely said: "I don't want a boyfriend for now." "No, no, no," he laughed, "I'll introduce my wife Zhang Xiaoqiao to see you." As soon as the door of the reception room was pushed open, a young woman with fine make-up came in. Ah, it's the person in the photo. She dyed a lock of blond hair, wearing a small waist green gold button suit, high heels and handbags of the same color, a big diamond ring, and emerald earrings. Ziying smiled slightly, full of spring, very good. She walked over enthusiastically, held Ziying's hand, performed Western etiquette, touched her cheek, and wiped Ziying's face with face powder. "Ziying, I finally met you." The tone seemed to be rewarded for ambition. Cheng Botang smiled from ear to ear: "One family, one family." Ziying's heredity of composure was fully revealed at this time. Her body was decent, polite, and generous to entertain and entertain, but her soul swore that she would never step into her father's office again. She doesn't want to be part of his family. After about 20 minutes, Ziying stood up and said goodbye. Mrs. Xin Cheng asked her to keep her for dinner, but Ziying declined. At this moment, the door opened, and two children with pink makeup and jade carvings walked in. Surrounding Ziying from left to right: "Sister, hello, we are Ziyin and Zizhao." Ziying suddenly smiled. That Zhang Xiaoqiao had been concentrating on watching Ziying. At first, she felt that Ziying was simple and plain, without sharpness. She was very surprised. She was used to running around in the world since she was a child, but she would not neglect Ziying because of this. Then, she saw Ziying's smile spread out, ah, like a tightly wrapped flower bud suddenly blooming, Ziying's eyes were curved, shining brightly, revealing her white teeth, her expression relaxed, as if she was a different person. It's all about the little kids impressing the big kids. She asked: "You are Ziyin, 9 years old; you are Zizhao, 8 years old, which school do you study in? Na Ziyin is very smart: "Same as my sister, in an international school, my grades are as good as my sister's." These arguments were obviously practiced earlier in the morning, but Ziying, who always wanted his younger siblings, ignored them so much and chatted with them happily. Cheng Botang glanced at his wife, meaning "I pinched her acupoint". Zhang Xiaoqiao didn't expect to be so successful, so she pushed her daughter: "Talk to my sister." Ziying asked, "What did you say?" The little girl was as elf as her mother: "Sister, please come to my birthday party next Sunday." Her tone was sincere. Ziying is not weak either. She replied, "I have to go back to London to study, and I will definitely come next time." Ziyin said: "We came to see you, and I also want to study architecture." Ziying nodded: "That is indeed a very interesting subject." I thought to myself, you are so smart, there is no need, this kind of junior college has been studied for six years, and you are already a senior after graduation. She repeatedly said she wanted to go, and her father sent her to the door. Only then did Ziyin let go of her hand. On the way home, Ziying held a grudge, stopped, and bought a double-scoop ice cream at a small shop, and then calmed down. Mother is still playing mahjong. She bought a large stack of new underwear for Ziying and took it away. Ziying, who was studying in a boarding house since she was a child, lost her underwear in the laundry room from time to time. Either she forgot to retrieve it from the clothes dryer, or someone plundered her. Her mother always bought thirty or fifty sets for her, all white cotton. Early the next morning, she took a long flight back to school. She said to Zihan: "Those two children are eloquent, ten times better than you and me. It must be because of their father's education." Zihan teased her: "At this age, I still can't forget my childhood. Didn't I mean to follow my mother's example? Mom wouldn't be so verbose." On her birthday, Ziying received a large box by airmail. She thought it was from her mother. When she opened it, she found a dark blue velvet dress, matching high-heeled shoes, underwear of the same color, and a cosmetic bag. With all the rouge and lipstick available, Ziying found a small fragrance called "In the Name of Roses", which is truly unique. Ziying immediately knew that it was not her mother's handwriting. In the eyes of her biological mother, she would only be ten and a half years old forever, so how could she send such a beautiful gift. Looking at the greeting card, it turned out that it was sent by Ms. Zhang Xiaoqiao. Ziying was startled, why did she win over her like this? She picked up the velvet skirt and compared it to her body, ah, the material is smooth and soft, with thin suspenders, sensual and reserved. Zhang Xiaoqiao herself has too much makeup and her taste is only second-class, but this dress is first-rate. Ziying couldn't help but put on her underwear and put on rouge. Suddenly someone knocked on the door and she went to open it. When the man met her face to face, he was amazed, and the notebook in his hand fell to the ground with a plop. Ziying smiled. "Wang Ziying, is that you?" The kid was lost, "Why are you suddenly dressed up like an adult, I almost don't recognize you." "What do you want me for?" He picked up the note and returned it to Ziying, reluctant to leave, looked at her carefully, and said, "Ziying, let's go have a glass of beer." Ziying closed the door vigorously, almost slapping the kid on the nose. It is really superficial, it is naive enough to fancy a person's appearance, but to be fascinated by a piece of clothing, there is nothing to say. Walking through the mirror, Ziying realized that she had really become another person. Tall and slender, with chest and waist, the dark blue set off her white skin, Ziying couldn't help wrapping her arms around her chest, and gently asked the person in the mirror in Shanghai dialect: "Nongge has always been good?" She smiled. Ziying did not mention this to her mother. In the summer vacation, she applied to study at Arthur Ellison Architects in Vancouver, and lived in her mother's top apartment on Beach Road. In the evening, she drank ice cream and soda while watching the sunset in English Bay. She felt lucky. Mother came to see her and left. Then, Zhang Xiaoqiao came with her two children and a nanny. They plan to stay until after the summer vacation. The children have already found schools to study English and arithmetic. Zhang Xiaoqiao brought bird's nest porridge to Ziying. "We live on the mountain, 20 minutes by car." She wears sunglasses and drives a blood red Mercedes. The tone is as if he is taking Ziying as a confidant. "The handover ceremony took place in August, and I brought the children here to avoid the limelight. It's okay, and I will go back in September. Ziying smiled. She laughed at herself: "A lot of people do this. Is it too smart? But Hong Kong people have survived for more than a hundred years with this skill, and they have finally developed it. How can they give up? Many friends are in Wenbu, the street. You can touch it anytime.” Ziying was still smiling, as agile as a cunning rabbit, and really tired. Zhang Xiaoqiao asked awkwardly: "I heard from Baitang that you won an award, let's hear it." Ziying didn't want to flaunt herself, so she still smiled. Ms. Zhang sighed, took off her coat and stiletto shoes. Strange to say, she not only became shorter, but also thickened her waist. "My original name was Zhang Yufang, but Baitang thought it was vulgar, so I changed it to Xiao Qiao," she said softly, "From this name, you can know that I am Xiaojiabiyu." "That's a good name," Ziying bowed, "The fragrant jade is not vulgar at all, and the heroes don't care about their origins." Zhang Xiaoqiao looked at her: "Ziying, you are so well-bred, you are like your mother." "I'm very frizzy, not a tenth of my mother's." "I want Ziyin to learn from you." Ziying laughed again. She suddenly said, "Your father and I have been together for 10 years." Yes, Ziying remembers, she lost her father 10 years ago. "He never married me." Ziying was silent. "More than 10 years ago, when I first came to Hong Kong, I thought it would be so beautiful and new. Heh, the clothes and food are top-notch in the world, the streets are neat and clean, there are many buildings, everyone can speak English, and the boy Yingwei , girls are chic, I am reluctant to leave." Ziying listened quietly. Is it that good?It was so good. His father took Ziying to Central, introduced the style and history of the buildings one by one, and then said: "In the future, Ziying will build a Ziying Building." "Especially the underground railway and the undersea tunnel, I was stunned. There are such great and convenient facilities for the public to enjoy, so I stayed. I like to drink tea on the top of the mountain and visit famous stores and shopping malls." At this time, Ziying looked at his watch. "It's time, go pick up Ziyinzizhao." "Yes Yes." Zhang Xiaoqiao put on the coat, took a breath, and buttoned it up. Strangely, her waist immediately changed back to twenty-five inches. She stepped into the high-heeled shoes, put on the powder, and regained her gorgeousness. Ziyinzi came out from the tuition center and asked to swim, so Ziying simply took them back to the swimming pool in the basement of the apartment and taught them butterfly. Ziying is like a swimming dragon, she sprang out of the water to inhale, then dived into the bottom of the water, gestured three or two times, and swam to the edge of the pool, causing her siblings to fall to the ground. The nanny clapped her hands and Zhang Xiaoqiao admired it enviously. After a long time when everyone went ashore, the nanny laughed and said, "Miss is very skilled." It was the first time that Ziying was called the eldest lady, and she couldn't help being startled. The child clamored to eat hot dogs at his sister's house, but the nanny kept coaxing: "Don't disturb my sister, she has to do her homework." Ziying wrapped Ziyin in a towel: "Don't be afraid, I can make hot dogs." With my younger siblings, I made sausage bread and chocolate milk in the kitchen, munching on them, and let them shower and change clothes. Ziyin was having a good time, and she snuggled her small oval face, which resembled her mother's mark, into Ziying's palm. Ziying thinks this is much better than rhetoric. The house was a mess, and the nanny cleaned it up one by one, and finally the driver picked up the children. The nanny praised and said: "Miss has no airs, she is really a lady." Zhang Xiaoqiao was silent. Not long after, Ziying and Zihan witnessed world-renowned power transfer ceremonies in different cities in North America. The bright red flag fluttered and fluttered, and Ziying felt a shock all over her body. She stared at her cousin's calm and resolute face, thought for a long time, and then turned off the TV. She didn't sleep well that night. The next day at the breakfast table, she drank coffee while flipping through the album of the masterpiece "Flowing Water" by the master architect Fran Yewyder. That is her Bible, which is kept by her side and read from time to time to comfort her lonely soul; in addition, it is a picture album of Monet's lotus pond, oh, you can't live without this gentleman for a day. the phone is ringing. Over there is brother Zihan. "Have you seen the major events that are attracting the attention of Chinese people all over the world?" "Watch all." "That flag blows my mind." "me too." "How do you see the future?" "I don't know, Zihan, what about you?" "With a foreign passport, it should be no problem to go back." "Zihan, living in a foreign country and holding a foreign passport is because a person sincerely chooses that place as a base of life, rather than trying to use that passport as a talisman." Zihan smiled: "Hey, hello," he purposely shouted a few times, "Earth is talking to Ziying, where is Ziying?" Ziying also had to laugh. "Ziying, you sound like a Taoist teacher. I remember that when I was young, everyone ate cakes and candies. When you were three or five years old, you would say to me solemnly: 'Eat less for good taste, and eat more for bad belly.' Laughing hurts everyone's stomach, and my mother said you His temper is like that of an uncle." "Have you seen Third Uncle?" "I'm very proud of him. Now he is the number one rich man, Ziying. Let's go back and rely on him." "I still have to take the graduation exam." "bookworm." Ziying disagrees: "Everyone says that, I take it as a compliment." She spread out the book to read, and when she was hungry, she toasted a croissant, smeared a lot of jam, stuffed it into her mouth, and said "um", her stomach was full and her heart was satisfied. Someone rings the bell. Hey, Zhang Xiaoqiao is here. There must be a reason for her coming so frequently. As soon as she entered the door, she was relieved: "It's okay, the transition is safe." I didn't expect her to be so concerned about big things. Ziying invites her to sit down and pours coffee for her. "The one who made the oath on the stage must be your uncle." Ziying was noncommittal and just smiled. "Ziying, your family background is really good." Ziying opened the cake box and let her choose, while recommending: "This kind of chocolate cake melts in the mouth, and all the troubles are gone." Zhang Xiaoqiao was silent. Ziying could only ask, "Do you have something to discuss with me?" "Ziying, I talked to your father on the phone this morning, and he asked me to stay with Ziyinzi to study, and I don't have to go back for now, he will send a sum of money." Ah, Ziying looked up. Stab with the frontier, away from Kyoto. It's her turn. Zhang Xiaoqiao didn't know by herself: "What does this mean?" Ziying really didn't expect that she would be so hypocritical, she actually said: "This is indeed a good place for children to study." "No, I used to go out, and he urged me to change my plane ticket to go back to see him every few days." It's her turn. It's Ziyin's turn to follow in the footsteps of her sister, what is this father's plan? "I shouldn't say these things to you; if I don't say them to you, there is no one to say them. When I speak, it looks like I'm shameless; if I keep it in my heart, I have no claim." Deliberately belittling oneself and asking others to sympathize is also a trick of the rivers and lakes. However, Ziying felt sorry for her. He was desperate, so he came to talk to Ziying. She asked Ziying, "What should I do?" Ziying didn't know how to answer. "Zi Yinzi can't see his father, what should he do?" Ziying didn't dare to laugh, and it was inconvenient to express her opinion. She wanted to say: Thanks to you for the past 10 years, I don't see my father very much. "I want to go back and argue with him." Ziying knew that she couldn't stay out of it anymore, so she put her hand on Zhang Xiaoqiao's shoulder vigorously: "You must not." "what?" "Be patient and don't make noise." Zhang Xiaoqiao burst into tears, she didn't expect Ziying to advise her so sincerely. "You have to listen to his arrangement, you have to listen to his arrangement." "Yes Yes." "Please look at Ziyinzi's photo. Please consider them and take good care of them. You might as well ask for living conditions. As far as I know, he will not treat women and children badly." Zhang Xiaoqiao cried. After a long while, the makeup fell off, his face was yellowish, and he was very frustrated. He asked softly, "Why?" Ziying looked at the time: "I have to go to work." But after get off work that day, she took a large box of ice cream to visit Ziyinzizhao on the mountain. Zizhao was playing basketball. When Ziyin saw her sister, she complained, "Mom said, Dad doesn't want us anymore." Ziying couldn't help getting angry, and blurted out: "He also didn't want me in the morning, you see I'm doing well." Zizhao flew over a ball, Ziying took it, took two shots, shot, hit, shot again, hit again, hit every shot. This hateful man, change back and forth, I wish him a nightshade. Zhang Xiaoqiao greeted her and said gratefully, "Ziying, thank you for coming." "Don't talk too much about the children, he will come to see them, and he hasn't abandoned us." "Yes Yes." "I've finished my summer job and I'm going back. There are beautiful mountains and rivers here. You can find a few mahjong players, play cards, drink tea, learn something at ease, and calm down, and live a quiet life for a while." Zhang Xiaoqiao looked at Ziying, and shed tears again: "You are so kind, you don't hold grudges." "I have no grudge against you." Ziying stood up and said goodbye. She said so much to Ms. Zhang because she was afraid that she would go out to make friends with boyfriends and demonstrate in a moment of anger, which would have a negative impact on Zi Yinzi's photos. Zihan is right, she is a little Mr. Morality. Back in London, her mother came to see her. As soon as Ziying entered her mother's apartment in Regent's Park, she saw a dozen flower baskets and fruit baskets with congratulatory words written on the ribbons. Ziying was surprised: "Congratulations?" Ms. Wang smiled: "Congratulations to your uncle." Ziying was even more curious: "How do they know the relationship between my family and uncle?" "People who do good things naturally have a way." "This will blow the racket!" Ms. Wang replied: "Thousands of clothes, ten thousand clothes, flattering and non-wearing." "Who said, this group of people are so annoying like flies." Ms. Wang was silent, Ziying was young, she didn't know the desolation of being left out in the cold, and she didn't mind if it was true or not when the excitement came back. Ziying opened the blue and white porcelain jar to eat black dates and walnuts. Mother suddenly asked: "Are you meddling in your own business?" Ziying was silent. "How do I know? I still have supernatural powers, Ziying, don't mind other people's family affairs, don't give advice." After a while, Ziying said, "Those two children are innocent." Ms. Wang sighed: "He will not make things difficult for his children." This is real. "He won't make things difficult for her." Ziying also believes this. "She's just not used to falling out of favor, so why bother your eldest lady." "Yes, Mom," Ziying asked tentatively, "Does Dad want to come back to you?" Ms. Wang looked at her daughter's innocent face, and suddenly let out a laugh. "Mom, what are you laughing at, tell me." "Is he coming back? One is that he won't come back, and the other is that I have forgotten about this person, and he has a new love." Ziying felt ashamed and was speechless for a while. "The woman is very young. Some people have seen it, and they say she is only in her twenties, and she is from Heilongjiang." Ziying widened his eyes. Heilongjiang!Similar place names such as Ulaanbaatar, Qiqihar, Urumqi... It seems that they only appear in National Geographic magazines. Ziying was startled by how they suddenly came so close. I could only hear my mother sigh: "The times are different. In the past, wives were most afraid of beautiful women from Taiwan. Now there are more new troops coming from all corners of the country to attack Hong Kong. They are young, strong, understanding, and they are famous all over the world. Woolen cloth." Ziying grinned. "Don't laugh, there is a kind of Chinese quintessence school, often only one comment, no matter what it is, they think that their superiors are 'better than Hong Kong people'. He is also a Hong Kong person. For decades, he can't compete with Hong Kong people who are better than him. Today he takes the lead. Come step on Hong Kong people." "Oh, mom, don't place too much emphasis on regional concepts." But Ms. Wang said: "I watched my grandma send parcels since I was a child. Even raw oil lard was sent in sealed aluminum cans, just waiting for the day when there will be improvement in the future, but you see, when there is a slight improvement, we are immediately treated as a Enemy." Ziying looked around: "Hey, didn't you play mahjong today?" A'e was wiping the small set of mahjong tiles, and these two treasures would accompany Ms. Wang wherever they went. It's also easy now, first wipe it with a disinfectant wet tissue, then rinse it with clean water, blow it out, and put it away. Ziying said: "I have seen bracelets made of mahjong tiles. They are strung together one by one. There are words such as Zhongfabai on them. They are very interesting. They are very expensive. It is strange that all Chinese pinyin is based on the International Phonetic Alphabet, but Mahjong is still called mahjong, not majiang.” Her mother smiled. Ziying said: "In the past, everyone loved Hong Kong." "Yes, I remember that at that time, the Great Wall and the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River were still in textbooks. The charm of Hong Kong made Chinese in other regions sit and watch Cantonese TV series episode after episode to learn Cantonese. The Star Ferry Ferry was once a scenic spot. Oriental Everyone is fascinated by the Kowloon Walled City. " Fortunately, some guests came to play cards. Strangely enough, two of them were British. They seemed to be familiar with China, and they immediately started talking in Mandarin. Ziying was afraid of socializing, so she left immediately. She pushed the bicycle to the park and went in a circle, and it started to drizzle. Hungry, she turned into Chinatown, saw a porridge shop called Shun Kee, went in and ordered a bowl of chicken porridge. The shopkeeper was a rough-eyed young man. He was rubbing his fists and asked with a smile, "How is your skill?" Ziying answered truthfully: "I have eaten better chicken porridge on a Cathay Pacific plane." "Yeah." He scratched his head. "You are not Cantonese, how can you make Hong Kong-style porridge noodles?" "As you can see, I am originally from Tianjin, but all the guests love Cantonese cuisine." "How long have you been here? Tianjin is in the three northeastern provinces." "I was born in Hong Kong and now I am studying in IC. I have never been to Tianjin." When Ziying heard this, he burst out laughing. "I'm graduating this time, I really have to go back and have a look." "Check, please." "No, please this time." Ziying still took out the banknotes, put them down and left. The rain is getting worse. 分居五湖四海的华人要是全体回去，那可真壮观。 子盈开始收拾行李。 她不打算搬什么回家，所有留学生应用的东西，都叫同学来取，先到先得。 比她低班的同学都羡慕：“程子盈，你真幸运，这就可以走了。” “第一件事打算做什么？” “当然是找个地方晒太阳。” “子盈家富有，不忙找工作。” “千万别往北美，那里房屋经纪抽佣比建筑师高。” “你真市侩。” 子盈咳嗽一声。 大家笑：“听子盈训话。” 子盈有点尴尬：“不说了。” 她本来想讲：一个学生念某一科，是因为真正有兴趣，而不是因哪科吃香，容易赚钱。 她知道她口气像孔融让梨，故此噤声。 “子盈最严肃。” “咦，这条丝绒裙子也送人吗？” "I need to!" “不，我先看见，这四号不合你。” “子盈，你怎么会有这样的裙子？招牌还挂着未除，没穿过呢。” 子盈不出声，这正是张小乔送的那一条。 寒窗六载，这么快就过去了，可见时光如流水，一去不复回。 子盈有点感触。 同学们取走了电热毯、咖啡壶、香皂、音响设备，一下子像蝗虫飞过稻田，公寓空空如也。 他们欢送子盈，唱友谊万岁。 “子盈在这六年内从未约会。” “谁说的，她有密友也不会说出来。” “子盈，讲来听听。” 子盈终于离开了那灰暗的都会。 一贯只得手提行李，她回到了家。 过海关时她不发觉有任何异样，这还是她第一次用新飞机场。 美国学习电视台选本世纪十大建设，英法海底隧道只排第四，香港新飞机场排第二，他们赞美：“这项建设是夷平了一个小岛填海得来，工程伟大美观实用，无与伦比。” 一出海关便有两帮人迎上来接飞机。 "Miss." “子盈，这边。” 父母各派了人来。 子盈当然跟母亲那一边，同父亲的司机说：“我换了衣服就来。” 那司机哭丧着脸说：“先生说接不到小姐不准回去。” “那么，你在楼下等30分钟。” “好，好。”司机如释重负。 她怎么会变得这样受欢迎，子盈不明白。 回到家，与母亲紧紧拥抱。 “这次不要再走了。” "Yes Yes." “现在才告诉你，其实想开些，人生匆匆数十年，那么辛苦干什么，将来还不是戴这几件首饰，住这间屋子，妈妈一早已替你准备好。” 子盈笑：“妈妈不怕子函吃醋。” “子函又不同，男人要自立更生。” “女子也要自强。” “所以才叫你读书。” “妈妈我出去一趟。我到海旁去看红旗。” “梳洗后吃了点心再去。” 拉开衣柜，全是深色服饰，子盈知道已经回到家里。她一手取过菜肉馒头，带着白菊花茶下楼招待司机。 “大小姐真客气。” 那司机感恩不尽，他正肚饿，老实不客气地吃起来。 子盈见过他多次，于是问：“你是哪里人？” 问得像黄河大合唱里的歌词：张老三，我问你，你的家乡在哪里？ 每次听到这几句歌词，子盈就深深感动。 谁知司机偏偏就这么答：“我的家，在山西，过海还有三百里。” what. 司机先把她载到海旁大楼，子盈凝视红旗良久，才嘱司机往父亲家驶去。 父亲一直耐心等她。 “子盈，几时来我这边报到？” 子盈笑：“先睡醒再说。” “可有见过舅舅？”呵，这才是正经话。 “尚未。” 父亲搓着手：“他上台后我也没见过。” 子盈发觉父亲案头放着黄澄澄纯金饰物，是一串自大至小的金元宝，一套7只，像古装片里的道具。 “这是什么？”子盈大奇。 “贺礼，祝我发财昌隆。” “从未见过这么多金子。” “以前都会洋化，此刻渐渐回复中华礼节。” 子盈顺手取起一只玩，坠手，怕有好几两重。 身后有一个人说：“子盈来了。” 子盈转过头去。 只听得父亲说：“子盈，这是我新来的助手高戈。” 呵，这便是黑龙江女，名字好别致。 子盈与她彼此打量。 一个是地位永远不变的长公主，另一个是新欢。 子盈自幼在南方长大，所认识的女性包括母亲在内都是小圆脸，很少见长方面孔。 这高戈长脸、短发、宽肩膀，高大身型像科幻电影里的女战士，不过此刻她穿着时装，神清气爽。 高戈很坦白，把她对子盈的观感直接说出来：“真斯文秀丽，好家教，一点没有骄矜的样子。” 子盈不出声。 她父亲说：“今晚在中银大厦顶楼有一个宴会，你也来吧，我介绍长辈给你认识。” “我不喜欢应酬。” “子盈，生活中免不过应酬，出来几次就会习惯，听说你舅舅也会出现。” 这才是主要原因吧。 她站起来告辞。 父亲有电话，命高戈送她出门。 身边的女人也得配合时代需要。 子盈闲闲地问：“你会唱《大海航行》吗？” 高戈纳罕：“那自然。” “与《洪湖水》呢？” “会唱，你呢？” “我也会，”子盈说，“不过歌词记得不全。” “我复印了送上来。” “谢谢你，练熟了有用，免得大家唱起歌来，只我一个人不会，出丑。” “子盈你想得真周到。” 司机把车开过来，那高戈的脸一沉，吩咐下人：“送大小姐回家，好好开稳车。” 一派女当家的样子。 司机说：“大小姐，我专门负责你的接送，今晚7时，我送你到中银大厦，这是我的传呼号码。” 子盈点点头。 回到家，阿娥送上冰凉绿豆汤，子盈哗一声，端起就喝个碗脚朝天：“再添一碗。” 阿娥欢喜，连忙去盛。 她母亲出来：“见过父亲了？” 子盈点点头。 什么都瞒不过母亲，这样聪敏的女子扮糊涂，沉醉打牌，有点竹林七贤的味道。 “见过那高戈没有？” 子盈说：“很少女子用这种字做名字，杀气腾腾。” “谐音高歌，这是很具心思的名字。” “他们用字能力远胜我们。” 王女士说：“她有一个兄弟叫高●。” 子盈大奇：“我从未见过这个字，读什么音？” 王女士摇摇头：“我没查出来，只知弋字读yi，是一种尾部缠住绳索的箭，戈字读ge，是斧状匕首。” “妈妈你在研究拼音。” “是，我们新近成立一个兴趣小组，学普通会话。”她仰起头，“一切从头开始，我像你这么大的时候，专盯着英国人潮流读莎士比亚、勃朗蒂、乔哀斯，唱《绿袖子》、《一日当我们还年轻》这种民歌，都过时了。” 母亲声音有点迷茫。 子盈自有她的一套：“学问终身享用，怎会过时，早半个世纪英国就有汉学家，结果全成为外交官。” “子盈真懂事。” 子盈陪笑：“不过，多学一样方言绝对有益。” “你会讲国语吗？” “学了一点。” “子盈真争气，子函说他不学，他说华人有史以来崇洋，这习性永不更改，他仍讲英语。” 子盈嗤一声笑出来。 “真拿子函没法，子盈你设法叫他回来度假。” 子盈教妈妈：“你这个月迟些汇美金去，他就回来了。” “这样不好，这样变成了威胁他。” “妈妈，做人总得耍一些手段。” 王女士微笑：“但他是我的亲生儿呀。” 子盈咯咯笑。 "What are you thinking?" “慈母多败儿。” “天气热，嘴巴淡，我叫阿娥炒一个蒜子金银蛋菠菜，你说如何？” “加一个清炒虾仁，一碟子醉转弯。” “咦，蒋太太最喜这两个菜，我叫她来打牌。” 电话铃声。 王女士接听，“嗯”了几声，“是”了几声，一脸笑，挂上电话。 “子盈，舅舅叫你今晚去中银大厦见个面，安排你同他坐一桌。” 呵，这真是罕有的荣耀。 可是错在程氏夫妇过早把子盈往外国送，在人家的国度，西方社会的国民教育，功利并不是那么重要的一件事。 子盈反而觉得不好意思。 What is it called? 对了，称裙带关系，报上时时登出来：某人是某集团主席弟妇的表妹的堂兄，他自己却无名无姓无身分。 真难为情。 “你穿件旗袍吧。”母亲建议。 “妈，请让我做回自己。” 母亲抚摸着她的手臂：“一下子就这么大了，我还记得你牙牙学语讲英文，指着校车叫koo-ba。” 子盈也笑了。 “一下子中、英、法语全学会啦。” “妈，寒窗二十载，怎会是一下子。” 吃饱了，子盈想休息。 司机送来大盒子衣物，原来是一件缀星星亮片的灰色网纱晚礼服。 穿上了一定像小公主，可是与子盈的气质不合，不穿呢，势必得罪父亲。 “子盈，有电话找你。” 母亲正搓牌，子盈把电话接到房里。 “子盈，是我，小乔。” 是有这么一个人，从前也要风得风，要雨得雨，现在孤零零一个人在太平洋另一端。 有什么事呢？ “子盈，我这边好凄清。” 子盈好言安慰：“是比较清静，其实，我喜欢北美洲。” “唉，要什么没什么。” “让子茵教你用互联网看中文报。” “我跟朋友到边境赌场散心。” “那不好，人太杂了。” “我只同友人来往。” “子茵子照怎么样？” “他们很喜欢老师同学，十分习惯，我水土不服皮肤过敏，想回娘家。” “放假带子茵他们回外婆处也好。” “他们只想到加州迪士尼乐园。” 子盈陪笑。 “你父亲好吗？” “他很忙、很起劲，开销大，不得不用功一点。” “我找他数次，秘书说，他到上海去了，你可有他私人电话号码？” "I don't." 张小乔叹口气：“我相信你，子盈，你不会说谎推搪。” “你交朋友要当心，凡事以子茵子照为重。” “子盈，你倒是似我的长辈。” 子盈挂上电话，有三分唏嘘，冷宫生涯不易挨。 The phone rang again. 咦，还没说完话？ “子盈，我是子函，家居生活如何？” “明天打算看报找工作。” “不是帮老爸吗？”