Marriage of the Republic of China

Chapter 10

The sound of reading stopped abruptly.

After a while, there was a "squeak", and the window beside Bai Hanchen was pulled open from the inside.Through half of the wall, Fu Wenge looked out of the room from inside, with a sullen expression on his face, "What's so funny?" was clearly written in his eyes.

The pent up breath in his chest probably made him laugh out loud, Bai Hanchen felt much refreshed at the moment, and said calmly, "Turn off the lights earlier, it's hot, the electricity can't be used without restrictions, and the wires can't stand it."

Fu Wenge ignored him at all, but asked: "I can't read well?"

"It's...well..."

Bai Hanchen said slightly against his will.After going out at noon, he now has to beware of this living ancestor jumping out and throwing his hands when he is unhappy.As for Fu Wenge's English reading, there is no problem with staccato er, it's just this accent, it sounds like Maozi's speaking.The teacher who wants to teach him must be someone from there.

Fu Wenge looked at him with puzzled eyes, and the little unstoppable thoughts tossed back and forth on his face.The teacher who taught English at school often praised him, how could he be laughed at in this city of Beiping?

Curious, the old and young at the root of the imperial city also understand English?

"It's okay? Then you read me and listen to it." He threw the thick hardcover book into Bai Hanchen's arms by the window.

Bai Hanchen caught the book, leaned against the window sill, opened it with his head down and picked a section, and opened his mouth with that natural confidence: "Goodnameinmanandwoman, deararmylord, istheimmediatejeweloftheirsouls:Whostealsmypursestealstrash;It'ssomething, nothing."

Fu Wenge's surprise was written all over his face. He can even memorize the classic dialogue of "Othello".But listening to Bai Hanchen read it was completely different from what he read. It felt like the difference between listening to people from Peking and people from Tianjin.

Seeing that Fu Wenge didn't speak, but just stared at himself with a damaged self-esteem, Bai Hanchen's arrogance that had been thrown away at noon returned to his face again.He put the book on the table by the window, took a good rest, and said lightly: "I have heard many Maozi who came from the north to do business, and they pronounce English like you. Pronounce what as vat, and as hend, There is also r, the sound of l is dragged out behind, this is not right, it needs to be changed. Don’t go back to class and make your classmates laugh again.”

Fu Wenge pursed his lips tightly, full of the shame of being denied.I underestimated this Baier before, but I didn't expect that he could speak English.

After holding back for a while, he asked, "Have you also studied in a foreign school?"

Bai Hanchen shrugged: "No, I went to a public middle school."

"That……"

"Tsinghua University."

"..."

National Tsinghua University, a preparatory school for studying in the United States.The shame in Fu Wenge's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.There are green hills outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.There is no shame in being picked on by people from that place.

Arts are not as good as people, and they should be willing to bow down.So Fu Wenge raised his chin and demanded: "Then you teach me."

"Now? I have to go to bed." Bai Hanchen said in his heart that your chin is almost raised to the beam of the house. Is it a begging attitude?

Turning his head to look at the clock, Fu Wenge said, "Oh, wait until you are free tomorrow."

Standing up straight, Bai Hanchen said displeasedly: "I don't have time any day. You see, I'm busy every day. I don't have the time to teach you how to read English."

A gust of night wind blew through the window, blowing the coolness of the end of summer and the smell of powder that Bai Hanchen got in Jinyu'er's room head-on.Fu Wenge heard it, and suddenly frowned—I don't have the time to teach English, but I have the time to drill the Eight Great Alleys, right?

He slammed into the window with a "bang", almost breaking the bridge of the nose of Bai Erye who was standing face to face.

Bai Hanchen was dumbfounded.What kind of temper is this?Turning faces is faster than flipping books!Just as he was about to raise his hand to open the window and reason with the people inside to save face, he suddenly saw that the lights in the room were turned off.

It's against the rules for people to go to sleep and then rush to talk.Bai Hanchen rubbed the bridge of his nose resentfully, then walked back to the room.

After breakfast, Bai Hanchen wanted to use the car, but Qiu Dali was nowhere to be found in the courtyard.He went to the concierge to ask Old Feng, and the answer he got was that Fu Wenge had just called Qiu Dali up and drove out.

As for where and why, I don't know.

Hey!Qiu Dali, you are two hundred and five, I dare not drive out without saying a word?Who is in charge of this house?

But the person and the car have left, and there is nowhere to call, and Bai Hanchen is so angry that he has no choice but to move.I had no choice but to run to the west courtyard side by side to ask my elder brother Bai Hanyu to borrow a car.He had to go to Wanping County in the morning to look at a piece of land for building an arsenal, so he was in a hurry.

Seventy or eighty miles away, you can't let a rickshaw pull you over.

Bai Hanyu was drinking medicine, and after listening to his brother's complaints, he didn't express any opinion, but asked Yan Guilan to tell the driver that he would give his car to the second master today.

On weekdays, Bai Hanyu's medicines are delivered by Yan Guilan herself, without the hands of others.The servants thought that the medicine was boiled for her to drink, and no one ever suspected that it was Bai Hanyu's fault that nothing came out of the uncle's room for ten years.This was Bai Yukun's intention, in order to save the eldest son's face, and knowing that he had wronged his daughter-in-law, he asked the second and third son to be more filial to his sister-in-law.

Waiting for the sister-in-law to go out and ask the driver to prepare the car, Bai Hanchen continued to talk to his elder brother: "Next time I go back to Tianjin, I have to talk to my dad. I can't afford the Buddha he paid for Wenge. Good guy, give me a piece at noon yesterday." With a big mouth, he threw me a big back and slapped the window on my face at night!"

In front of the eldest brother, there is nothing you can't say, and it's easy to talk about it.

Putting a piece of sorghum into his mouth to suppress the bitter taste, Bai Hanyu smiled rarely: "I think Wen Ge is a good kid, straightforward and not coddled, and people who have practiced kung fu have tenacity, and they can't easily bend their backs." , in the future, I can help you support your family affairs."

Bai Hanchen frowned and said: "Mother and sister-in-law are involved in family affairs, so it's not up to him. Brother, don't say that I don't want to get married, I just get married. You can't marry such a living king, right?"

Bai Hanyu persuaded: "You will be 27 in the new year, Hanchen, it's time to marry a wife and live a down-to-earth life. The requirements are not so high. The threshold of the family has almost been leveled by the matchmaker these years. Why are you alone?" Don't like it too?"

"Brother, I really don't ask too much, just like my sister-in-law, who is knowledgeable, polite, compassionate, kind, and righteous, just knowing the hot and the cold."

"Han Chen, there are so many of me, but it's rare for a high-achieving student with new ideas like Ren Wen Ge."

When she entered the room and heard her second uncle praise herself, Yan Guilan lowered her head and covered the corners of her half-raised mouth with a handkerchief.When Bai Hanyu could say this, she would really have nothing to ask for.

When Bai Hanyu saw his wife coming in, he lowered his eyes to hide his guilt.

Fu Wenge asked Qiu Dali to drive around Beiping City and drag him around, went to several churches, and asked the foreign priests working there for advice on English pronunciation.These foreigners come from anywhere, Dutch, German, French, and they all speak English with an accent.Finally, I found one from England in a church at Zhushikou.

The British priest named Richard, short and fat, loves to laugh, and is also enthusiastic.He helped Fu Wenge correct some pronunciations, and invited Fu Wenge to have lunch together.Fu Wenge chatted with him very happily, and also remembered that the clergy in the church had long tables for many people to dine together, so there would be no loss of etiquette, so he accepted the invitation.

Fu Wenge is used to mashed potatoes and chickpeas from foreigners, but Qiu Dali can't.When I poured it down with a spoon, my eyes were full of mush, and my mouth still smelled like milk, so I quickly lowered my head and spit it into the napkin.

"Master Fu, don't eat it, it stinks." Qiu Dali said with a bitter face.

Fu Wenge motioned him to keep his voice down, and then explained: "This is called mashed potatoes with cheese. The cheese is fermented. If you're not used to it, it will smell bad. Just eat it a few times."

When Qiu Dali heard it, his expression was as if someone had force-fed Huanglian soup.It's not that I have never eaten stinky things, stinky dry seeds, stinky tofu, stinky mandarin fish, they smell stinky and taste delicious.But when I eat this thing, the milky smell lingers, I don't dare to compliment it, I don't dare to compliment it.

Qiu Dali used to have a big appetite, but this foreign meal was not comfortable.When he came out of the church, he was so hungry that he begged Fu Wenge to wait for him and go to the stall next to him to get a bowl of noodles.

"I treat you to eat." Fu Wenge readily agreed.In the morning, he asked Qiu Dali if he could use the car, and the other party immediately agreed. He had to express his gratitude to this yo who had been running with him for most of the day.

When it comes to using a car, Qiu Dali is really not so stupid that he doesn't understand that the prophecy will be less than a boss.He found out yesterday that Fu Wenge must have had an awkward fight with his second master, and the second master was cured.Fall on a big horse?Pure nonsense.The front of the horse is full of dirt, and the back of the head is full of dirt, as if rolling in the mud.

But according to Bai Hanchen's temper, it is absolutely impossible to swallow it down.The only explanation is that the second master was reluctant to attack the daughter-in-law who hadn't been through the door.Thinking deeper, wouldn't that mean that Fu Wenge could be the second master's master?

Therefore, you can't go wrong if you listen to the orders of the second young lady in the future.

After lunch, Qiu Dali accompanied Fu Wenge to the library to buy a few books, and then took a detour to the school, and returned to the Bai family mansion only after dinner time.

Carrying a large stack of books, as soon as he entered the courtyard, Qiu Dali was yelled at by Bai Hanchen who ran into him head-on.Ask him why other people use the car without first notifying him, and drive the car out on his own initiative, not to mention delaying him, the point is, does he still have this second master in his eyes!

Qiu Dali was yelled until his calf twisted, and he was full of grievances.No way, he thought pitifully.According to the market yesterday, the second master didn't even yell at young master Fu, why did he turn around and yell at me?

After Bai Hanchen yelled, he raised his eyes and asked, "Where did everyone go!?"

Qiu Dali swallowed his saliva tightly, and stammered, "Fu...Master Fu asked him to go to the church to find...a foreign priest to learn...to learn foreign language..."

Hearing this, Bai Hanchen couldn't get angry.Quite diligent. I only found out that I had a problem with my pronunciation yesterday, so I ran out to find my teacher today.Ordinarily, it is right to do serious things, but at least let him know, he is not an unreasonable person.

He asked again: "Liao yo to learn for a day?"

"No... I'm going to buy books again... I'm about to send it to him..." Qiu Dali brought the book under Bai Hanchen's nose, "I... also went to... school."

go to school?Didn't you just go there yesterday?There is still some time left before school, why run so hard?

Bai Hanchen frowned: "Why is he going to school?"

"Then I don't know, when Young Master Fu goes in, I'll just wait in the car outside." Qiu Dali pondered for a while, "Oh, maybe he went to find that tall senior from yesterday, I think he sent Young Master Fu out today school gate."

"..."

Bai Hanchen narrowed his eyes, and his mood, which had just calmed down, turned into bouts of displeasure.Well, you Fu Wenge, just say that the two of us will not succeed in the future, and now you are also the second young mistress of my Bai family who has no background in name.Seeing that Tianjie went out to find other men, and it was spread to people to make irresponsible remarks, should I, Bai Hanchen, lose face?

He turned around and ran towards the east courtyard, walked a few steps, then retreated and pulled away the book that Qiu Dali was carrying.

You can't just go and knock on the door, you have to find a reason.

The window of Fu Wenge's room was open, so Bai Hanchen didn't knock on the door, and just threw the stack of bundled books on his desk through the window.

Raising his head, Fu Wenge stopped the pen in his hand, looked at the book, then looked at Bai Hanchen, and asked, "Where is Qiu Dali?"

"He's busy!"

Bai Hanchen was upset and impatient to speak.Just as he was about to slap on the other side to check his behavior, don't leave words to others, he suddenly saw the four words written in regular script on the piece of paper spread out in front of Fu Wenge——

Application for residence.

TBC

The author has something to say: Second Master, my daughter-in-law is about to run away, stop it quickly!

Brother Dali has enough brain circuits.

In those days, there were no teaching tapes, and whoever taught would learn from them, and students would say whatever the teacher said...

It is said that the stalk of Wen Ge’s accent comes from the fact that I heard a Japanese friend of my uncle speak Chinese.He used to be a crew member, and the only Chinese around him was a Dalian native, so he almost learned Jiaodong dialect, thinking it was standard Mandarin.

In fact, Beijing dialect is not Mandarin. There are too many erhua sounds, so it can only be said that it is the closest to Mandarin.

Popular science in Beijing dialect: connect the window and throw it in = throw it in from the window, not sure if it is the connection, but just pronounce this sound; parallel legs, "piece" legs, means to turn the head; horizontal can't, this horizontal character, Well, it should mean that it can’t be done; I forgot to say yesterday that if you have a big back, you will fall over your shoulders; Hungry chest sticks to the back, the first two words are pronounced as WU with a sound of JI; a spoon is poured down (KUAI three sounds), which means scooping

Begging for harvest, begging for watering, begging for chatter

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