Chapter 329 Poetry and the distance
During the Spring Festival this year, the Qin family was very lively.
A group of children pestered Qin Di and asked him to tell stories.
Qin Di thought hard and thought for a long time. He didn't want to bully Jin Yong anymore, so he talked about a book called "The Strange God Yang Xiaoxie".
This book is very interesting and is very popular among children.
Because Qin Yue was not at home, no one took notes and printed the novel into a book.
When talking about Qin Yue, Zhu Wan and Qin Hancheng were a little worried. I wonder if she would live in the north.
Qin Di comforted them: "Don't worry, she and Wang Shu are in the rear. As long as they don't go to the front line, they will not encounter too much danger. In the past two years, a large-scale production campaign has been launched there, and there is enough food, so they can't be hungry."
Zhu Wan said: "Adi, if you have time, tell me what the meaning of the Da Chi Party is going on."
Qin Di nodded: "Okay, I'll give you a lesson to explain dialectical materialism, historical materialism, capitalism and utopia."
Don’t say, Qin Di can really teach these lessons. In his first life, he grew up under the Red Banner, studied all the way, and was able to get a bachelor’s degree, master’s degree, and doctorate. He passed three levels in a row. He took political courses every time, and had already understood these theories thoroughly.
At this time, he felt it was necessary to talk to his parents about these things so that he could stay better in the future and not be troubled by changes in the political situation.
Qin Di is not worried about his mother's future. As a fourth-time Nobel Prize winner, he is like a big Buddha. No matter where he is, he will be respected. He is more worried about his father. As he gets older, he will become more stubborn and may not be able to think about it at that time, so he needs to slowly open up his heart.
On the fifth day of the Chinese New Year, after lunch, the children were playing next door.
Qin Di and Qin Hancheng were sitting and drinking tea. He spoke, "Dad, do you have any regrets and hopes in your life?"
Qin Hancheng thought for a while and said, "I only hope that the Qin family will last forever."
Qin Di asked: "What is the long-lasting prosperity? What are the specific indicators?"
Qin Hancheng said: "All descendants become weapons, live without worries, and you must not lack money."
"Dad, do you know how much money our family has now?"
"I don't know. Actually, I understand in my heart, what's the use of more money? I'm almost 70 years old, and health is the most important thing. Just enough money is enough, and no matter how much you have, there is no need to."
"It's right for you to think so! Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings!"
"I just feel unwilling to accept it. Looking at the wealth I have worked hard for my life, it was blown away by the rain and wind in a blink of an eye."
"Dad, I will tell you a secret. If you know this secret, you will be able to think about it!"
"What secret, come and hear it."
"I stored 800 tons of gold in a private place! This is our property, and no one else knows it." This number was something he said casually.
When Qin Hancheng heard this, he suddenly sat upright, his hands trembled slightly, and asked in surprise: "800 tons? How many taels are that?"
"One kilogram equals 32 ounces, that is, 32 ounces, 800 tons equals more than 20 million taels! It is priced at $25 per ounce, equivalent to $900 million!"
"My God, where did you get so much gold?"
Qin Di laughed but said nothing.
The gold he stolen from China will be slowly returned to the Chinese people in the future. But the gold, silver and jewelry he dug out from Southeast Asia may not be taken out. This time he dug in the Philippines, and he is still in the Naxu gourd. He doesn’t know how much value it is. At least 1,500 tons of gold is more than enough!
"Dad, you said that our family has so much gold. Can you donate steel factories, pharmaceutical companies, and grain banks to the country?"
"This... please let me think about it carefully... I am not greedy for money, but I am nostalgic for the hard work I have put in..."
"I'm not saying donate now, but I say it's a few years later!"
"Then let's talk about it later."
On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Gu Rumei came and she also transferred from Kunming to Lijiazhuang.
After all, Lijiazhuang is very close to her home, so she can often go home to visit her.
When Qin Di saw that she had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, your skills have improved very quickly. It seems that you have put in your efforts on weekdays."
Gu Rumei smiled and said, "Sir, I have a special performance of the guqin in three days. At least a thousand people went to listen to the guitar. Some students went to listen to the performance and responded very well. They said that they were all comfortable and had clear ears and eyes, just like eating ginseng fruit. Some old men also said that after listening to the guitar, their muscles and bones were painful, but later the pain was greatly reduced. I finally understood the beauty of Xianyin."
Qin Di said: "As your skills improve, I will spread more immortal sounds to you, and there will be more wonderful things."
Gu Rumei said: "Haha, I am now a professor at the National Conservatory of Music and Sichuan Yin. Many people saw me and wanted to call me 'Mr.'
"That's what it should be! As my apprentice, everyone is an amazing person!"
"Sir, there are many people who want to worship me as their teacher, but I haven't met a person with spiritual roots. If this continues, the immortal sound will eventually be lost, which is too regrettable."
"This is impossible. Unless the spiritual energy is revived, there will be fewer and fewer cultivators, and there will probably not even be one in the future."
"Sir, can the spiritual energy be revived?"
"It's OK in theory, but it will have a significant impact on the earth."
Gu Rumei asked: "What kind of impact will there be?"
Qin Di explained: "After the spiritual energy is revived, not only will cultivators appear, but monsters will also be produced. Tigers, wild wolves, wild boars, black bears, and spotted leopards that are about to disappear may all become monsters. They are huge in size, come and go, and may also eat people... In this way, the people living in the countryside have been miserable..."
"Then... it's better not to revive the spiritual energy..."
Qin Di taught a new music score, asking Gu Rumei to go back and practice: "In a few years, you will be able to build the foundation. After building the foundation, you will be like a land god, and your life span will be expanded to 500 years old!"
Gu Rumei was happy and worried: "Sir, 500 years later, my family may be gone!"
Qin Di said: "Maybe Ahu is still here, if he can build a foundation, otherwise you will only see the descendants of the Gu family."
"At that time, wouldn't I become... the immortal aunt?"
"Yes, if you stay on Earth, you will indeed be like this."
"Oh my God, that's too scary!"
"So you have to work hard to practice. There are golden elixirs, Nascent Souls, and Nascent Souls on the foundation building before you can tear the void, go to another unknown world, open up the real road of immortality, and become a lofty immortal... Life is not only about the mortality in front of you, but also about poetry and distant places..."
"Ha, poetry and the distance... you said so well."
Chapter completed!