After finishing their meal, Gu Ye and Bao Ni didn't stay long. After a long day at work, Gu's wife and the others needed to rest.
Back at Grandpa Gu's house, the old man was sitting in the living room, holding a large conch shell that Bonnie had given him, seemingly studying something.
"Baby, can a conch shell really hear the sound of the ocean?" Grandpa Gu even put it to his ear to test it.
Can a conch shell hear the sound of the ocean?
Many people have been curious about this question, and Bonnie has actually looked into it.
A conch shell may not be able to hear the sound of the sea.
The reason conch shells make sounds is that when there are sounds from the outside, the air inside the conch shell vibrates, and the conch shell can concentrate and amplify the sound. Therefore, the sounds they produce are external sounds.
If you have seashells by the sea, you can hear the sound of the ocean by placing them near your ear.
However, if conches are away from the sea for a long time, the sound that resonates with them will not be the sound of the sea, so you will not be able to hear the sound of the sea when you bring them close to your ear.
This was the most reliable answer Bonnie found. She was quite disappointed at the time, as she firmly believed when she was little that seashells could hear the sound of the ocean.
Bonnie explained to Grandpa Gu in simple terms that the conch can only hear the sound of the ocean if it is near the sea. If it is not near the sea, the sound produced inside will not be the sound of the ocean.
Grandpa Gu was still a little disappointed.
He had been to the seaside in his youth and fought there; decades have passed in the blink of an eye. Many of his comrades-in-arms remain there, resting in that vast sea.
Rather than missing the sea, I really miss my departed comrades.
Although he didn't hear the sound of the ocean, Grandpa Gu still liked the conch shell very much. Looking at the conch shell brought him comfort.
Those who have passed away will not forget that their contributions to the country's present-day achievements will continue to be passed down.
Grandpa Gu took the conch shell back into the house. Bonnie thought of the martyrs' cemetery and memorial hall in later generations. They would remember and not be forgotten.
Bonnie and the others went back to their room to rest, but Brother Gu and his wife were still busy packing those two big bags of stuff.
"Bonnie's personality is so clear about what she likes and dislikes!"
"What do you mean?" Brother Gu asked, puzzled.
"I saw the things they brought back in their room before. Bonnie said her parents asked her to bring them, mainly as gifts for relatives and friends. Bonnie said at the time that she could decide who to give them to." Sister-in-law Gu pointed to the things they had brought out, which almost covered the floor, and most of them were here.
“I think my in-laws wanted Bonnie to give some to each of their families, but Bonnie brought most of them with her.”
"It's alright, Gu Ye knows what he's doing. He won't bring anything to his aunt's family or the Gu family." Doesn't Gu Ze hate his father and that woman? Yes, he does, but being in this position, he's destined not to act rashly, he can only obstruct from the shadows.
He could feel the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm, but it was only a shadow. What he had to do was stand firmly behind the big leader, protect himself, and in doing so, protect the people he cared about.
"Pack up a little of each of these local specialties, not too much. I'll take them to work tomorrow and show them to the big boss. This is a token of my appreciation from the border region." Gu Ze knew a bit about the big boss; he didn't indulge in luxuries, was frugal and self-disciplined.
Instead of large sea cucumbers and abalone, they brought dried clams, dried kelp, dried shrimp, and dried small fish, which are common on ordinary people's tables and represent the working class.
Gu Ye was unaware of his brother Gu's plans; he was currently shopping at a department store with Bonnie.
"Bonnie, how about this one?"
"Too red." Good heavens, that bright red wool coat paired with her dark face is just awful!
"How about this pink one?" Gu Ye's eyes were drawn to all sorts of bright colors.
"No, I want the black one." Classic color, classic style, versatile.
There's not much to match right now; black, gray, and dark blue are the main colors, and it's really rare to find red and pink.
"Black is too dark. Those other clothes are much better, with bright and festive colors." Gu Ye tried to persuade Bonnie to change her mind.
“No, it’s okay for people with fair skin to wear this. Look, we’re on the island, and our faces are so tanned. It’s really not suitable.” Bonnie pointed to her face and told him the reason.
"Alright then." Gu Ye thought about it for a moment, and it seemed like it really wouldn't work.
The two of them picked and chose, each selecting one set before giving up, as none of them were quite suitable.
In the evening, at the appointed time, Gu Ye and Bao Ni pushed open the door and entered a private restaurant.
"This restaurant was opened by the descendant of an imperial chef. They only serve customers who know them well. Their cooking is quite good. We should try it later," Gu Ye explained to Bonnie.
Bonnie understood. It was like the private customization of later generations: a quaint courtyard that hosted a few tables of high-class banquets each day, catering to a specific level of clientele.
"They're here!"
As soon as Gu Ye entered the door, several of his brothers came over and punched each other in the face, saying it had been too long since they had seen each other.
“Bonnie, these are all my childhood friends, we’ve known each other since we were little.”
"Hello." Bonnie could tell that Gu Ye's relationship was special; he seemed very relaxed, like a closer friend than Gu Feng.
"Hello, sister-in-law! Hello, sister-in-law!" Some call her sister-in-law, some call her sister-in-law; it's all a bit of a mess.
"My name is Lin Baoni, you can just call me Baoni." Please don't call me sister-in-law or brother's wife, it feels too strange.
"Yes, calling them by name is convenient, there's not much difference."
Han Ye thought it made sense and agreed.
"Baoni, this is my wife, Zhou Weihong. Next to her is Li Hongjun, we call him Junzi, he's single and doesn't have a wife. Bai Chaoyang, and his wife Zhao Yuan. Qian Limin and his wife Wu Fang, and lastly, Deng Bing." Han Ye introduced them one by one in order.
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