Bai Shuang holds a special place in my family.
Grandma Wang, the nanny, said that Bai Shuang was a member of the family. She told the new nanny that if you accidentally did something wrong, the employers would generally forgive you because they were all quite forgiving.
But if you treat Bai Shuang badly and like an animal, then you should leave.
Later, Bai Shuang had a lot of white hair on her body, and her teeth fell out.
One morning when I was 12 years old, Bai Shuang, who was sleeping, never woke up again.
That was the saddest time in my childhood memories.
Because all I did at the time was cry, my mother and father were the ones who buried Baishuang.
They don't want me to do it either.
My parents said they buried the white frost in the place it liked best.
Later, I wanted to go and see where the white frost was buried, but my mother wouldn't let me.
Mom said that now that Bai Shuang has rested in peace, we shouldn't disturb her. It's enough that she will always remain in your heart.
Before I became an adult, this was probably the saddest thing in my memory.
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My childhood memories of Uncle Gu San:
I am loved by many people. Sometimes I feel like I live like a princess. A carefree princess, no less.
My academic performance has always been excellent, and I was admitted to one of the best universities in the country.
I started managing the pharmaceutical company of Jiaren Group before I graduated from university.
My mother values the development of Jiaren Group's pharmaceutical business, so I wanted to do something for her.
Actually, I don't care about the little salary I earn from working.
When I graduated from university, I already had three fairly large shops.
An antique shop.
One is a jade shop.
One of them is a gold shop.
While others are struggling to find a job, I not only have a comfortable life, but I also have wealth that many people cannot accumulate in a lifetime.
My antique shop is something I earned myself.
When I was little, people didn't really care about antiques.
I would collect things for 50 cents or a dollar, and my grandfather would give me money to buy things for him. My great-grandfather would also give me money to buy things from time to time.
Later, my third great-aunt, Uncle Xiaohu, aunt, third uncle, father, and mother all gave me a lot of lucky money during the Chinese New Year.
Especially my third uncle and Uncle Xiaohu would compete to give me lucky money, and also on my birthday.
The money they're giving out is getting more and more.
When I turned ten in 1985, which is my age according to the traditional Chinese age reckoning, each of them gave me a total of 5,000 yuan in lucky money.
Back then, an average worker couldn't earn that much in a year.
Every year, the New Year's money they give me turns into all the stuff that fills my room.
Dad even asked Mom to find a suitable place to store my things. Dad said it would be a huge loss if they got lost.
When I was 10 years old, I felt like I had too much stuff.
When I had too many items, I no longer wanted to collect them. So I opened my first antique shop.
The shop is in my mother's house. She only charges me half the market rent.
What cost 50 cents back then is now worth more than 5,000.
My first sale after opening this shop was an antique painting. I bought it for five dollars back then. I sold it for 200,000 dollars to an overseas Chinese.
My shop is doing very well because I am a disciple of Master Gu, and he takes care of the shop.
Gu San was also a master of antiques, and his apprentices rarely made mistakes in their appraisals; that's what everyone said.
Many people come to the store asking me to watch their things.
The rules set by Master Gu. I only look after things for people three times a month, and the service fee started at a thousand yuan in 1990.
My jade shop started with Uncle Gu, whom I call Third Uncle. He created opportunities for me.
He gave me a gift on my tenth birthday.
It's a two-story shop on the antique street. I know the value of this shop.
I was really shocked. How could I accept something so valuable?
After thinking for a moment, Mom said, "Keep it! Otherwise, your Uncle Gu won't feel at ease. Do more charity work when you earn money in the future."
I understand what Mom means.
In fact, my third uncle's wealth is beyond what most people can guess.
He adored me, treating me like a daughter. He was so good to me that even my father was unhappy about it.
Because my father has four sons and only one daughter, I am exceptionally precious, and my father would never be willing to give me away to someone else.
At that time, I knew that my third uncle had no children, and he regarded me as the one who would inherit his mantle.
I understood these things when I was about eight years old.
I told my third uncle, "Third uncle, my mother's medical skills are truly capable of bringing the dead back to life."
I'll go and beg her to treat your illness.
My third uncle laughed and said that his family was not large, which was unchangeable and was the will of Heaven.
I don't believe it.
I went to beg my mother.
Mom remained silent for a long time. Then she said she would have Uncle San go find her.
My third uncle didn't have much hope.
He said his ancestors were tomb raiders, and his grandfather had consulted someone who said that his generation would die out.
My mother said she had been to the mountainous areas of Sichuan Province, where the local specialties were particularly good, but because the mountain roads were too rugged, they could not be transported out at all.
The area is too poor to afford road repairs.
Is my third uncle willing to help?
Uncle San laughed and said, "What's so difficult about that?"
Mom said, "What if we do this every year?"
My third uncle laughed heartily and said that my mother had persuaded him to do charity!
Actually, doing charity work is a good thing, and he did it from then on.
My third uncle had other women besides his wife.
My mother said that if he planned to have another woman bear his child, she would not provide treatment.
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