Lin Chuang wandered around for a while, bought a copy of "A Brief Account of the Political History of the Tang Dynasty" written by Chen Yinke, and returned to Zhu's Mansion leisurely.
Strange to say, the house was deserted all afternoon. Even Bai Xiaoling, who loved to talk to men, never smiled again. Whenever she saw him, she would pass by in a hurry.
Lin Chuang couldn't help but wonder, thinking: "What's wrong with this guy? I didn't offend her, did I?"
In the evening, Zhu Daoshan came back, Zhu Youshan came back too, and the house became lively again.
Before dinner, Zhu Youshan took Lin Chuang to the back garden, where the two sat in the pavilion to enjoy the shade and talk about the past and the present.
Zhu Youshan is a fifteen-year-old boy, but he has his own ideas and his maturity is not like that of a fifteen-year-old boy. He constantly asks Lin Chuang various questions.
Some of these questions are far beyond book knowledge. If Lin Chuang had not been rich in knowledge and unique insights, he would have been unable to bear the questions.
Gradually, Zhu Youshan was completely impressed by Lin Chuang. He said: "Brother, in my opinion, your talent is on par with my father's. Some of your ideas are even more novel than his, and you are more straightforward about current problems. You are better than Brother Pang." Not even a little bit."
Lin Chuang thought: "Can it be novel? I know much more than your father knows."
Lin Chuang had a good impression of Zhu Youshan and knew that he had joined the underground party after Zhu Daoshan's death. However, due to his father's disgraceful history, it had a great negative impact on him. He lived a mediocre life and did not make any impressive achievements. .
It is precisely because of this that when Lin Chuang answered his questions, he basically used the perspective of historical materialism, hoping to give him some enlightenment.
If he had joined the underground party early and made some contributions to our party before the fall of Zhu Daoshan, the situation would have been much better after the country was liberated.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuang continued Zhu Youshan's words and asked: "Youshan, why don't you learn history from your father, but instead hire teachers from outside? According to you, wouldn't it mean paying more salary?"
"Brother, do you take the joke seriously?" Zhu Youshan said with a smile: "Firstly, he is very busy and has no time to teach me; secondly, I really cannot accept some of his views."
Having said this, Zhu Youshan looked into the distance with a worried look in his eyes: "As a son of a man, it would be unfilial not to say anything about his father's faults. But, brother, I think a lot about Chinese history, and the more I think about it, the more painful it becomes. This pain The reason is that China is in deep misery. As a Chinese, I can’t find the answer or see a way out as to how to contribute to her strength. I don’t agree with my father’s point of view. To tell you the truth, my father is Fan Wen. A Cheng-like character..."
At this point, Zhu Youshan felt that it would be too much to say any more, so he stopped talking.
"Xiaoshan, I am very pleased that you can say these words. As a good man, in the troubled times of the country, we should indeed take the revitalization of China as our own responsibility. Don't worry, not only you, many people are groping for it, and they will always find a way. It's a good idea. If you think carefully about what I'm telling you, it may be useful to you in the future," Lin Chuang said.
"Yes, I will. Brother, talking to you, it feels like a long drought meets an old friend, and I hope to learn more knowledge from you." Zhu Youshan said.
"Don't talk about studying or anything, let's discuss it together." Lin Chuang said vaguely.
He knew that he would not stay long, but Zhu Youshan did not know.
"Master, it's time to eat."
At this moment, Bai Xiaoling came and shouted from a distance.
"Let's go and eat. We will have time to talk later," Lin Chuang said.
"Okay." Zhu Youshan responded and followed Lin Chuang down the pavilion.
After returning to the room, I had just washed my hands when the junior high school girl came in carrying a tray.
There were two plates of food and a pot of wine, one plate filled with red pig's trotters, another plate filled with spicy stir-fried bean sprouts, and a bowl of rice.
"Mr. Lin, eat quickly. I'll take care of the food after you finish it. Don't go and deliver it yourself, I'll get scolded," said the senior high school girl.
"Okay, I'll bother you then." Lin Chuang said.
"Mr. Lin is so kind." The senior high school girl smiled, took the tray and left.
The pig's trotters sauce looked very good and smelled delicious. Lin Chuang used chopsticks to pick out a bit of the skin and taste it. It was salty and delicious, just right for his taste.
It seems that Zhou Changhua's cooking skills are really good.
Lin Chuang had a great appetite. He held the pig's trotters in one hand and the wine cup in the other, and ate happily.
Because he was drinking, it took a long time to eat. After Bai Xiaoling cleaned up the leftovers in the building, Lin Chuang finished eating the pig's trotters.
The junior high school girl came in with a tray, saw Lin Chuang wiping his mouth, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, do you like Changhua Jiang's pig trotters?"
"It tastes good." After saying that, Lin Chuang stood up and washed his hands.
"Miss Gao, please help me to take off my watch," Lin Chuang said.
The junior high school girl came over as instructed, helped Lin Chuang untie his watch strap, and rolled up his sleeves.
Lin Chuang put on soap and washed it three times before completely removing the oil from his hands.
I sat back on the sofa and cooked a bowl of rice with bean sprouts. I was finally full.
The junior high school girl waited until he finished eating before cleaning up.
The next step was for the servants to eat. Lin Chuang did not participate anymore, but walked slowly in the courtyard to eat.
Perhaps because of the unpleasantness at noon, Quan Lin and Ming Hengyi did not eat in the kitchen, but each took their meals and returned to their respective rooms.
Lin Chuang saw that Bai Xiaoling had indeed brought a bottle of wine to Ming Hengyi's room.
Since there are only a few people in the room, everyone in the Zhu family has a room.
In the same row as Lin Chuang, from south to north are Quan Lin, Ming Hengyi and Zhong Qinghe.
Opposite from south to north are the rooms of Zhou Changhua, Gao Sanmei and Bai Xiaoling.
Lin Chuang felt strange that Quan Lin and Ming Hengyi left, but Zhong Qinghe did not leave and stayed in the kitchen to eat.
"It seems that Zhong Qinghe is still worried about the junior girl in high school. Why else would he get involved in those bad things? Isn't it better to hide away? I really don't know if this guy is warm-hearted, or if he really likes the junior girl in high school?" Lin
Create the way of the heart.
"Brother!" Lin Chuang was wondering when he saw Yang Xianfen and her son coming out of the building. Zhu Youshan called him.
"Is something wrong?" Lin Chuang asked.
"Father invites you to the study and says he has something to talk to you about," Zhu Youshan said.
"Okay." Lin Chuang agreed,
With a smile on her face, Yang Xianfen nodded to Lin Chuang and went for a walk in the garden with Zhu Youshan.
Lin Chuang came to the second floor, knocked on the door and entered the study.
"Lin Chuang, how are you? Have you found anything?" Zhu Daoshan saw Lin Chuang and asked straight to the point.
"Not yet, I am waiting for the investigation by my subordinates. However, there are already key suspects." Lin Chuang said.
Then, he explained his suspicions about Bai Xiaoling and the investigation of Hengtong Antique Shop.
"Hold on tight, I'm afraid thieves will move things out." Zhu Daoshan said after hearing this.
"It's impossible to see it now. It's impossible for thieves to keep something so valuable away from their sight. As long as everyone is around, the treasure is probably there," Lin Chuang said.
"Even if Xiaoling stole it, don't make it too public, understand?" Zhu Daoshan ordered.