Chapter 824: Good Grandson
On the weekend, Lin Weimin took his wife and daughter to Yenching Hospital to visit Mr. Wan.
Mr. Wan has been in good spirits these days. Some time ago, he took the time to accept an exclusive interview with Guangming Daily, which was published in the newspaper on July 2.
Mr. Wan has lived in the hospital for many years, and his life and work are extremely boring. When he sees the cute and quirky little bean bun, he dotes on it very much.
But he was not in good health now, and holding the little bun in his arms and swaying him left and right was very tiring. After a while, Mr. Wan began to pant.
He put the small bean bun down, drank a cup of tea, and moistened his throat. "I'm too old to hold a child properly."
Lin Weimin was peeling an apple in his hand. "You are 86 years old, a man of great ability. In ancient times, you could walk in and out of the court with a cane. You can't be too agile, otherwise people will not respect you enough."
"You little bastard!" Mr. Wan cursed with a smile.
"How do you feel about being the president?" Mr. Wan asked.
"It's much easier than before. It's really comfortable to be the boss." Lin Weimin joked.
Only under the gaze of Mr. Wan did Lin Weimin become serious.
"The work in the agency is just like that. I have been working with Lao Cheng for so many years, and I am used to it. I plan to make some reforms next year."
"Reform? Other units only reform when they can't survive. Your Chinese Literature Society is doing so well, why should you reform?"
"Plan ahead for a rainy day and be prepared for danger in times of peace!"
"How do you change it?"
“Grow bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!”
Lin Weimin couldn't help but tease again, and then said: "I want to try to transform the enterprise into a reorganization."
"Your public institution is going to be transformed into an enterprise? And you are also going to restructure?" Mr. Wan frowned and his face became serious. "You are so bold!"
"How do we know if it works if we don't try? As for reform, our Guowen Press is willing to be the pioneer of this reform. It all depends on whether the higher-ups are willing to give us a chance to try."
Mr. Wan asked, "There must be some benefits to enterprise restructuring, right?"
"After the transformation into a company, the control is still firmly in the hands of the state, but our Guowen Press will be more flexible. With the current size of Guowen Press, it is only a matter of time before we develop into a group. If we don't transform into a company, we will never be flexible enough."
Mr. Wan hesitated for a long time and shook his head. "It's difficult!"
"Try it. It's much easier to change lanes when your legs are good than when you're hobbled."
As the two were talking, Mr. Wan noticed that Xiao Doubao was standing there, staring at the apple in Lin Weimin's hand with burning eyes.
After Lin Weimin peeled the apple and handed it to Mr. Wan, he gave the apple to Xiao Doubao instead.
"Bean bag, have an apple."
Unexpectedly, Xiaodoubao refused to take the apple and said, "Grandpa, you can eat it."
Mr. Wan thought that the child understood the meaning of Kong Rong giving away his pears, and he smiled with great satisfaction.
But at this time, Lin Weimin put away the fruit knife in his hand and warned Xiao Doubao: "Don't think about it. Do you think you can play with a fruit knife?"
Mr. Wan then realized that the little girl was not staring at the apple, but the apple knife in Lin Weimin's hand.
Seeing that his little trick was exposed by his father, the little bean bun hugged his father's thigh and called out in a sweet and innocent voice: "Dad~"
"It's no use calling dad or mom. Do you think you can play with a knife?" Lin Weimin scolded with a stern face.
When the little bean bun realized that acting cute didn't work, his little mouth pouted and his big eyes flickered with tears in them.
This little girl is now very skilled in using these tricks. When acting coquettishly fails, she pretends to cry.
Under normal circumstances, Lin Weimin would definitely give her the thing out of pity, but he couldn't use a fruit knife, it was too dangerous.
Before Xiao Doubao's tears fell, Mr. Wan couldn't stand it anymore and gently hugged Xiao Doubao, "We don't want the fruit knife anymore. Grandpa will give you something good, okay?"
Little Doubao has now mastered a magical skill. You see her eyes are filled with tears and she can hardly hold them back, but she can hold them back. Not only can she hold them back, but if you coax her, maybe the tears can even flow back again.
Hearing what Mr. Wan said, Xiao Doubao looked at him and asked, "Grandpa, what are you going to give me?"
Mr. Wan walked to the desk with a smile. That was where he usually worked and wrote. On the desk were the four treasures of the study and some documents and manuscripts.
Mr. Wan picked up a seal from the desk, turned around and leaned over to say to Xiao Doubao, "Take a look at this, do you like it?"
The seal in his hand is made of Qingtian stone. The stone is produced in Qingtian County, Chuzhou, Zhijiang, hence the name Qingtian Stone. It is known as one of the four famous stones along with Balin Stone, Shoushan Stone and Changhua Stone. It is loved by literati and poets of all dynasties and is used as a material for engraving seals.
Qingtian stone is formed by mixing stubborn stones, and large pieces are hard to come by. It has fine texture, is warm and easy to carve. It comes in yellow, white, blue, green and other colors. The most valuable ones are frozen, and the so-called frozen means that the stone is fine and transparent.
The seal in Mr. Wan's hand is pure yellowish in color, transparent in texture, and firm and delicate.
Lin Weimin has been collecting antiques in recent years and has some knowledge about jade. This is called Dengguangdong, which is the best quality Qingtian stone and is as valuable as gold.
He quickly stopped Mr. Wan and said, "Please don't spoil her. This is such a valuable thing. She is just a child and can't even read. What is she doing here? She might break it again."
"It's just a seal. There are several more at home. She can't read, but she knows me."
Mr. Wan ignored Lin Weimin's obstruction and handed the seal to the chubby little hand of the little bean curd. "See if you like it?"
As early as when Mr. Wan picked up the seal, Xiao Doubao's eyes were attracted by this small seal.
The seal is a transparent, pure yellow in color, which reminds Xiaodoubao of pea yellow and also looks like Sanbuzhan.
She couldn't help swallowing, this thing was so beautiful.
When she got the seal, she was overjoyed. She held it in her hand and looked at it over and over again, her big round eyes narrowed into a line.
When she turned to the printed page, she looked at it for a long time but couldn't recognize the words on it.
The seal surface is more than half an inch square, with four Chinese characters in official script clustered together on it.
Just now Lin Weimin said that Xiao Doubao can't read. That's underestimating her. She is almost four and a half years old and has been in kindergarten for almost a year and a half.
Today’s small bean buns are no longer the same as they were two years ago.
Mathematics: 99 multiplication table, addition and subtraction within 100;
Chinese: 200 new Chinese characters, 18 semi-Tang poems;
English: 125 words, simple conversation;
Sports: Invincible in Beihai Kindergarten.
It is no exaggeration to say that one develops all-roundly in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labour aspects.
However, it is indeed a bit difficult for Xiao Doubao to write the official script on the seal.
She looked for a long time, her head full of question marks and her brows furrowed. Finally, she helplessly turned her gaze to Wan Jiabao.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, what are the words engraved on it?"
Mr. Wan was waiting for her to say, "Grandpa will teach you."
He carried Xiao Doubao to the chair, spread a piece of rice paper on the desk, and opened the ink pad.
"Bean curd, dip this noodle in it."
Xiao Doubao stood in Mr. Wan's arms, held the seal and dipped it in the ink.
Mr. Wan said again: "Come, press it on this paper."
Xiao Doubao looked serious, holding the seal in both hands and pressing it hard on the rice paper.
He raised his hand, and four clear Chinese characters appeared on the rice paper.
Such a magical scene made Xiao Doubao jump for joy and he couldn't help clapping his hands.
With this clap of hands, the seal in her hand slipped off, and Lin Weimin, who was watching from the side, felt his heart tighten.
Fortunately, the seal fell on Mr. Wan's trouser leg. He didn't care at all. He picked up the seal and said to the happy little bean bun: "Grandpa will teach you to recognize these words, okay?"
"Okay!" The little bean bun responded obediently.
"We are Chinese. The language we speak is called Chinese and the characters we write are called Chinese characters. It is one of the oldest languages in the world. It originated from pictograms. It not only has the image beauty of paintings, but also has the beauty of artistic conception. It is both practical and can be appreciated by people.
We call the method of writing calligraphy. Calligraphy has many styles and variations, but in terms of the style, it can be roughly divided into five types: seal script, clerical script, regular script, running script and cursive script.
There are four characters on this seal, written in official script. Look at the first two characters..."
Mr. Wan pointed to the words on the rice paper and said to Xiao Doubao, "These two words are Jiabao, which is grandpa's name."
"I know, I know, my grandfather's name is Wan Jiabao!" Little Doubao rushed to say.
"Good grandson!"
Mr. Wan smiled amiably, patted her head, and continued, "Look at the last two characters. The one on top is called 'zhi', which means 'of'."
Xiao Doubao nodded seriously again, she also understood the meaning of this "的".
Pulling his hair, he showed off to Wan Jiabao: "Grandpa, this is Ward hair."
"Yes, this is your hair. And this last word..."
The grandfather and grandson, one teaching seriously and the other learning seriously, the scene was warm and joyful. Lin Weimin looked at them and couldn't help but smile.
Tao Huimin had been chatting with Li Yuru. Seeing her daughter being so well-behaved and sitting in Mr. Wan's arms to learn Chinese characters, she became more determined to let her pursue a liberal arts career in the future.
Lian Li Yuru was very happy to see this scene, and said to Tao Huimin: "This little girl in your family is really lovable."
Tao Huimin smiled and said, "You haven't seen how naughty she is. She can make people angry to death."
"I didn't see that."
Li Yuru had never seen the devilish look of Little Bean Bun before, so she would never believe it. Even if she had seen it, old people like them would automatically filter it out and attribute it to his liveliness and activity.
Family happiness is always short-lived. After staying in the hospital for more than two hours, before dinner, Lin Weimin was ready to leave.
Xiao Doubao was having a great time playing with Mr. Wan, and became unhappy when he was told to leave.
Lin Weimin wanted to take the Qingtian stone seal off her hand, but she just started crying. This girl's martial arts skills were so superb that she could cry at any time, with tears pouring down like a rain, and no one could comfort her.
Mr. Wan was heartbroken and tried to coax his little girl anxiously. Seeing that she wasn't getting better, he anxiously took his crutch and hit Lin Weimin twice.
Upon seeing this, Little Doubao stopped crying immediately and started giggling instead, her gloating attitude just like her old father.
Lin Weimin said aggrievedly: "Why did you hit me?"
Mr. Wan snorted, "Why are you stealing a child's things? Are you going to put them in your museum?"
"She broke something so valuable again."
"It's broken, so it's broken. I gave it to her, so it's hers!"
Lin Weimin couldn't help but mutter, "Just get used to it, just get used to it."
He was angry but dared not say anything. The more he said that, the happier Little Doubao became. He hugged Mr. Wan's neck and made him smile, calling him "good grandson" all the time.
The grandfather and grandson stayed together for a while before Little Doubao reluctantly let go of Mr. Wan.
"Grandpa, I will come to see you again in two days." Little Doubao said to Mr. Wan like a little adult.
"Okay, okay." Mr. Wan responded with a smile.
The family left the hospital building, and Lin Weimin winked at Tao Huimin, who said, "Doubao, bring the things over!"
The little bean bun stared at him with his big cute eyes and pretended to be stupid: "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Tao Huimin snorted. Xiao Doubao didn't dare to play dumb anymore and took out the seal from her pocket. She watched Tao Huimin take the seal back reluctantly, and emphasized: "This is a gift from my grandfather."
"I didn't say it's not yours. But it's precisely because Grandpa gave it to you that Mom wants to keep it for you. It's a commemorative item. If you were allowed to play with it by yourself, you might break it at any time. When you grow up, you will regret it and feel ashamed of your grandfather's love for you.
When you want to play, just tell mom and I’ll give it to you, okay?”
Tao Huimin used both soft and hard tactics, and Xiao Doubao nodded helplessly, "Okay, Mom, you have to count."
After unloading the things in the girl's hands, the family got in the car and went home.
After returning home, Tao Huimin put the seal in Lin Weimin's study.
A seal is nothing to Mr. Wan, and even less to Lin Weimin, but it is a token of Mr. Wan’s heart and must be well preserved.
Not only does he have to preserve it well, Lin Weimin also has to find a way to return the gift.
Mr. Wan treats Xiao Doubao like his own granddaughter, but he has several daughters after all, and even more grandchildren. If they knew that he gave Xiao Doubao such a valuable gift, they would definitely complain behind her back.
Of course, this is Lin Weimin's petty intention, but it is better to be cautious. He doesn't want Mr. Wan to have trouble at home at his age.
Otherwise, why did the ancients say that reciprocity is the key?
Xiao Doubao received a gift, and as his father he had to return several gifts.
You have to be tougher with the old man in the future and stop giving things to this girl.
He feels distressed!
(End of this chapter)
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