Through Mr. Huo's introduction, Hobens also greeted Jiang Ci, and they got to know each other.
Mr. Huo looked at the Jiang porcelain, then at his grandson.
Although Jiang Ci looks a bit dark-skinned, she is still a pretty girl at heart. She is also quite young and seems very generous and straightforward.
Mr. Huo plans to visit Jiang Ci's family again.
"Xiao Si, go and prepare tea and refreshments for the guests." Old Mr. Huo sent Huo Bensi to serve tea and water, and then led Cheng Yehan and Jiang Ci to sit in the living room.
As Hobbens went to the kitchen to make tea, he exclaimed, "Even though I didn't go to work today, I still have a job!"
Mr. Huo ignored him.
From the outside, it looks like a Western-style house, but the interior is furnished in a very Chinese style, with mahogany sofas, a coffee table in the middle, and a white tablecloth with blue floral patterns on the table against the wall, on which are placed a calendar, a vase, a radio, and a family photo.
There are also many green plants placed next to the south-facing window, which shows that the lady of the house cherishes and takes good care of the house.
Jiang Ci glanced at them briefly, then quickly looked away, sitting quietly and listening to the two elderly people talk.
Although it's necessary to inquire about Jiang Ci's family background, this is something that can't be rushed.
"You're all staying for dinner tonight, Lao Cheng. Let me tell you, I caught two big carp yesterday! My daughter-in-law braised them, and they were delicious!"
Mr. Huo proudly showed off.
Cheng Yehan didn't like fishing and completely ignored Mr. Huo's boasting. Instead, he took out a thick stack of papers from his bag and presented them to Mr. Cheng.
"Let's see how it goes. If it works, I'll publish it."
Mr. Huo was shocked. "You've only been back for less than half a month, right? And you've already written another paper?"
Cheng Yehan said quietly, "Writing a thesis is definitely easier for me than fishing for you."
Mr. Huo was so angry with his old friend that he was blowing his beard and glaring, but that didn't stop him from picking up the paper and reading it.
After a casual glance, Mr. Huo hissed, "Old Cheng, this doesn't look like your handwriting. When did you learn the Slender Gold style? Your son's handwriting isn't in the Slender Gold style either."
"You had your grandson write it for you? Does Wen Yun have that much free time?"
I must say, this beautiful slender gold script is quite pleasing to the eye at first glance.
Cheng Yehan raised his chin and said, "What kind of calligraphy style do the men in my family know?"
Mr. Huo then guessed, "Did your daughter-in-law write it for you?"
Cheng Yehan smiled, a slight upturn at the corners of his lips, and his gaze fell on Jiang Ci. "She wrote it."
Mr. Huo followed Cheng Yehan's gaze to Jiang Ci and was extremely surprised.
The Slender Gold style is notoriously difficult to master. It requires not only long-term dedication but also careful observation of calligraphy models and repeated copying to continuously improve one's skills before it is possible to develop such beautiful handwriting.
But you have to know that in recent years, all regions have been suppressing old ideas and literature, regarding all old ideas and literature as dross. Which family would allow their daughter to practice calligraphy and learn the Slender Gold style with pen and paper like this?
If Jiang Ci were a man, Mr. Huo could say that her parents treated her well and were willing to spend money to support her education, but Jiang Ci is a girl.
Mr. Huo was truly shocked.
Cheng Yehan felt that Mr. Huo was not shocked enough, so she leaned back and watched as Hobens came out of the kitchen with tea and snacks. She said slowly, "I wrote this paper when I was in the cowshed. As you know, my children pulled some strings to allow me to have free paper and pen in the cowshed, and someone would deliver my meals to me."
"This is Xiao Ci who delivered my food. She is a smart and quick-witted girl who has helped me a lot. What's most valuable is that she also knows a little English."
Cheng Yehan smiled, even more smugly than when Mr. Huo had boasted about catching two big carp.
He continued to show off to Mr. Huo, "Before I left, I gave her my entire English paper and asked her to translate it. I just wanted to test her, but I didn't expect that this little girl would actually translate it."
He raised his hand and pointed to the paper in Mr. Huo's hand, "I've looked at the first few pages, and it's almost identical to my original translation."
When Hobbens entered the living room, he heard Cheng Yehan praising Jiang Ci to the skies.
After hearing the boast, Hobbens's expression was almost identical to his grandfather's.
How is this possible?!
Hobbens walked over to his grandfather and peered at the paper in his hand.
When he saw the words on the paper, his first reaction was: the handwriting is very good.
Clean, beautiful, and almost without any typos.
I glanced at the opening paragraph briefly. Since it's a thesis, the opening paragraph is mostly an outline.
Although it was a translation, it still required a great deal of language summarization ability. Hobens nodded secretly after reading only the first few paragraphs.
Regardless of the accuracy of the translation, Eci's summarizing ability deserves a 9 out of 10.
He works at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and deals with foreign journalists and council members of foreign embassies in his country all year round. Foreigners talk in long strings, and they not only have verbal tics, but you also have to extract information from them. This requires a long period of conversation and accumulation.
Jiang Ci's ability to summarize English like this is truly no less impressive than that of his colleagues at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Hobbens glanced at Jiang Ci again.
But seeing that Mr. Cheng was praising her so openly, she was a little embarrassed, with a shy smile on her face.
Her face, which wasn't particularly beautiful to begin with, seemed to be glowing at that moment.
A strange feeling arose in Hobbens' mind, but he didn't take it seriously and simply expressed his serious thoughts.
"Do you speak English?" Hobbens asked in English.
Jiang Ci thought to herself: So this isn't a blind date, it's a job interview.
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