Chapter 10 chapter Ten

The biggest surprise was that as soon as the stickers for hiring clerks were posted, people applied for the job, and most of them were students from the University of British Columbia. Ruxin chooses a red-haired and green-eyed art graduate, Shimifu. When the eldest sister saw it, she stayed for a while, "What, is it a boy?" Ru Xin smiled: "Yuanyuanzhai has no racial or gender discrimination." The second younger sister nodded, "Sister did the right thing. If the yin is strong and the yang is weak, it's not a solution. Now it's more convenient for multiple boys to carry the burden."

Smith is eager to learn, like a big sponge, absorbing knowledge, and willing to learn Cantonese and Putonghua, Ru Xin is glad to have found someone. At this time, a customer wanted to sell the collection, "my father passed away and left some utensils, can you please identify them." Ru Xin quickly declined, "You can take it to Sotheby's." "A few folk knick-knacks, big auction houses don't bother to take this commission. I plan to put them on consignment in expensive stores, and share the bill for four or six." Ru Xin didn't have time to answer, only to hear Smith say from behind: "You four and I six?"

Ru Xin was startled, before she could stop her, the guest had already answered loudly and went away happily. Ru Xin was taken aback, now, wouldn't Yuan Yuan Zhai become a black shop? Shimifu seemed to know what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, people are still trying to open the account." "So powerful?" Ru Xin couldn't believe it. Smith is very business-minded, "We need to pay for the rent of lamp oil, fire wax, men, and labor. It's not mean." Ru Xin smiled, "You are the only artist I know who can calculate the cost."

"I don't want to go hungry." "You will not." "Miss Zhou, are you teasing me?" "Pfft! I really admire you." After half a year, there is no loss, no profit, no loss, and a draw. The eldest sister doubted, "Sister, do you get paid?" "Have." "How much?" "Same as Smith, Zhiqianer." "Smiev has a commission, what do you have?" "This—" Ru Xin smiled apologetically while rubbing her forehead. "One thousand and two, eat the northwest wind!" The second sister went on to say, "Brother Xu is called to do the calculations. It's not an option to go on like this."

But Xu Zhongzhi shook his head and waved his hands. "I don't care about this idle account. It's good enough to make ends meet. Zhou Ruxin has her own ideas, so I don't want to interfere." Ru Xin admires Xu Zhongzhi for this. The two younger sisters were in an uproar, "In the future, we will also find a boyfriend who spoils his girlfriend like this." Xu Zhongzhi said with Ruxin: "Do you remember Mr. Wang who lives in Yilushen Island?" Ru Xin replied, "Of course." "He wants to see you." "Meet on the island?" "Yes, it turns out that he has been living on the island for the past six months."

"Hey, I thought he was a busy man and Uijima was only on vacation." "I thought that way at first, but for some reason, I couldn't bear to leave once I lived here." Ru Xin was surprised, "So, what about his huge business empire?" "It is said that it has been distributed to descendants and cronies one after another." "Heh, if there is such a thing, I would like to meet him and have afternoon tea together." "I'll help you make an appointment." After a while, Xiao Xu said, "He is free tomorrow afternoon, how about you?"

"I have no problem." The next day, it was still Rozigues and Fernandas who came to pick them up. Greetings at first sight and warm greetings. Seeing that they are in good spirits, Ru Xin knows that Mr. Wang treats them well. When the boat arrived, Mr. Wang was already waiting near the pier. As soon as she got off the boat, Ru Xin said, "Mr. Wang, how dare you do that." Mr. Wang laughed, "Miss Zhou, I really miss you." He walked into the house with her, Ru Xin saw that the furnishings around were as old as before, very comforting. "Mr. Wang, have you been living here all alone?"

"No, the grandkids only came over for the summer, and I put up a little kiddie playground by the pool, don't you mind?" "Mr. Wang, you are welcome." He pours tea for her. "Originally, I added a chef from Suzhou. He was not used to life on the island, so he resigned, so I had to let him go." "Are you still used to eating?" "It's okay, I'm casual." "The bigger the person, the more easy-going." "Miss Zhou, you can really talk." Ru Xin quickly stood up and bowed, "I mean it sincerely." "It can be seen that Miss Zhou's enthusiasm is rare among young people nowadays."

Ru Xin smiled, "Mr. Wang called me here, if you have something to say to me." At this time, Ma Guli came over with a smile on her face and handed over the snacks. Mr. Wang replied: "There is nothing special, just catch up with Ms. Zhou when I have time." "That's fine." But Ru Xin noticed that he actually had something to say, so he picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and stopped. Ru Xin waited patiently for him to speak. It is this patience that has touched all the old people. Today's young people have finally learned to respect children, but it is still like seeing the plague on the elderly.

Ruxin feels lucky, and the elderly she knows are wise, reasonable, and tolerant. Mr. Wang finally spoke, "Miss Zhou, when you lived on this island, did you notice any abnormalities?" Ru Xin calmly said, "Vision? No." Mr. Wang smiled, "Maybe the signs are not obvious, and you have neglected them." Ru Xin cautiously said, "Mr. Wang, give me an example." "Okay, for example, Miss Zhou, did you hear the music?" Ru Xin smiled, and answered solemnly: "Turn on the radio, of course you can hear music." "No," Mr. Wang put down his teacup and stood up. He walked to the terrace and looked at the blue sea. "It's not the music on the radio."

Ruxin shuddered and remained silent. "In the afternoon, in the evening, and late at night, I hear music in my ears, and I know in my heart that it is not from my imagination." Mingren didn't whisper in front of him, Ruxin blurted out, "But heard a song called Strangers in Paradise?" Mr. Wang turned his head and was very surprised, "Strangers in heaven? No, no, what I heard is the sound of Suzhou Tanci pipa." what! "Miss Zhou, you haven't heard Tanci?" Ru Xin had to admit, "No." Mr. Wang smiled, "It's no wonder you." "But I know that it is a kind of local opera. Most of the operas recited are folk tales, like admitting mother in a nunnery, like Du Shiniang sinking a treasure chest in anger." Mr. Wang applauded, "Very good, not bad at all." Ru Xin said softly, "Mr. Wang, it is impossible for you to hear Suzhou Tanci on Yilushen Island." "I think so too. In fact, I am not familiar with Tanci. I only heard it when I was a child and attended temple fairs with adults." Ru Xin asked, "What is a temple fair?" "Well, it's a kind of celebration party in the countryside. Most festivals are held in ancestral halls or in front of temples. Theatrical troupes are invited to perform for the villagers to enjoy." Ru Xin nodded, "Ah." That kind of warm memory is still fresh, snuggling in the arms of an adult, eating fried green beans and bean crisp candy, listening to singing and music, even though I don’t understand it very well, I still feel like weeping, looking up, seeing the sky full of stars , there were fireflies flying in the distance, adults used a fan to drive away mosquitoes for me, and soon, my head was resting on my mother's lap and fell asleep... It was really the happiest and carefree period of my life, whenever I suffered setbacks and upset , I thought, if time stays in childhood forever and doesn't move forward, it would be fine. Smiling like heart, Mrs. Wang can be regarded as one of the best wealthy businessmen, there are almost no wishes that cannot be fulfilled, except for this wish. From this we can see that money is not everything. "Miss Zhou, I didn't expect that I would grow old in an instant. Recently, I lived on the island. Maybe because of my peace of mind, I could hear the sound of the pipa all the time. Ah, I miss my mother so much." "She must be very kind." "Yes, she likes to wear a snow-blue gown, comb her hair in a bun, bind her feet, and has a snow-white face..." It must have been half a century ago. Mr. Wang lowered his voice. After a while, his spirit came back, "I still see people on the island that I shouldn't see." Ru Xin raised her head, Miao Hong! "I saw my little cousin whom I adore." Ru Xin puts her mind at ease. "Miss Zhou, my little cousin was the first batch of female students to go to school in the early years of the Republic of China. I saw her at that time, and she was waving to me by the pool." Zhou Ruxin kept smiling. "Miss Zhou, can you explain what kind of phenomenon this is?" Ru Xin said softly: "Mr. Wang, this island was originally called Yilushen." "Yes, I know." "Everything is our Yilushin." Mr. Wang suddenly said, "No, life itself is Yi Lushen." "On this island, you can meet anyone you want." Mr. Wang sighed, "I'm tired. All these years of fighting in the shopping mall have made me exhausted. I want to see my mother and my little cousin. Will they take me with me?" Ru Xin calmly pressed Mr. Wang's hand with a smile, "It's still early." Mr. Wang also laughed. This talk, the sky is already dark. "Miss Zhou, I hope you can visit me often." "If you are not afraid of my interruption, I can come once a month." "That would be best." "Winter is coming, Mr. Wang will go back to Taiwan for the New Year, right?" "That's a certain thing, and my family will not let me go." He sent Ru Xin to the pier, and the servants who followed him also waved goodbye to Ru Xin. Ru Xin boarded the boat. Xu Zhongzhi has been waiting for her in the cabin, he is reading a novel for entertainment. Ru Xin asked, "Is it a good story?" "not bad." "Say something?" "A person lives in fantasy all day long, and doesn't want to return to the real world at all." Ru Xin nodded, "We are all dissatisfied with reality, no matter how much we get, we still have regrets." "What do you want to say, Mr. Wang?" "It was rare for him to have peace of mind, and he was on vacation on the island. He recalled the carefree moments of his childhood, yearning deeply, forgetting to return, almost indulging." "Has he seen Li Zizhong and Miao Hong?" "No, he doesn't know them, and what he misses is naturally not these two people." "Yes," Xiao Xu smiled, "everyone's hallucinations are different." Ru Xin asked softly, "Isn't it boring after waiting for me for so long?" "I just got good news." Ru Xin was surprised, "It's He Jiaxun?" "There is a notice from the publisher that your manuscript will be sorted out and published." "what!" "The contract will be sent soon, please sign for authorization." "That's really good news." "If you plan to rewrite the ending, there is still time for Li Zizhong and Miao Hong to meet each other for the last time." Ru Xin said, "No, no, I don't want to change the plot anymore." Xu Zhongzhi nodded, this is her story, and she decides. Their stories are up to them. The boat left the pier and sailed straight ahead.