“You…”
Uncle Qin knew Su Ran didn't believe it from the look on his face.
"Okay, you don't believe me, right? Well, let me read you a passage. Ahem... Listen carefully... Death and life are rid Zig said. Hold your hand and grow old together with you."
WTF???
When a person is so shocked that he doesn't know what words to use to describe it, the heavier the tone of the word "fuck", the more awesome and shocking it is. That's Su Ran.
He was completely stunned.
There is no earthy tone in Old Man Qin's voice, it is a pure British accent, and most importantly, it really comes from Uncle Qin's mouth.
This is beyond your imagination.
Su Ran's English is at the average high school level. He didn't study English as a major in college, so naturally his English is just average. Of course, Su Ran's English is Chinese-style. When it comes to doing exercises, he can guarantee that he knows how to use the verb "be" better than Americans.
As for spoken language, it is indeed lacking.
This also requires finding an American girl to kiss and improve your spoken English.
"Su Ran, how is it?"
Old Man Qin threw a peanut into his mouth, took a sip of Maotai, and said with a bit of pride: "I told you I graduated from Tsinghua University, but you refused to believe me."
hiss~
Su Ran took a deep breath and was still in shock. There was a Tsinghua graduate hidden in our village?
Decades ago, Tsinghua University was full of pillars of the country.
"Uncle Qin, were you really a teacher before?"
"Yes. After graduation, I worked as a teacher in the capital for a while. Then, I was delayed for a few years by the Down to the Countryside Movement. After returning, I took the civil service exam and became a translator. I went to London and worked as a diplomatic translator for more than ten years."
Holy crap.
Su Ran was really surprised.
If it's not fake, it must be true.
"What happened next? Where are your wife and children?"
"Wife? Child?" Uncle Qin's face changed completely when he heard those two words, and his eyes became dazed. He looked as if he had been stimulated. He smiled foolishly, laughed wildly, and ran away with a hahahaha...
"Shumin!"
He yelled into the night sky and fell to the ground.
Su Ran didn't expect that she had upset him, so she helped him back to the room.
I thought, if it is true, then there will be clues as to where Uncle Qin came from.
Su Ran was very willing to help this crazy old man find his family, but there was a problem. He only knew that his surname was Qin and he said he graduated from Tsinghua University, but he didn't know his year of graduation. He also said he had worked as a translator, so it was difficult to find out.
"Shumin? That should be his wife's name, right?"
Su Ran thought so and walked out of the room, returned to his own courtyard, drank some wine, and wondered what the English sentence that Old Man Qin had just said was.
I only remember the first sentence: "Death and life are rich..."
I searched online and quickly found the original version.
It is not English, but a passage translated from Chinese into English.
To be precise, this passage comes from "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Jigu".
Death and life are rid Zig said. Hold your hand and grow old together with you.
Su Ran thought about it carefully and found it to be a very beautiful line of poetry. Shan Weizi also liked to say this line.
And Old Man Qin spoke the English version, probably because of the "Shumin" he mentioned.
"It turns out that Old Man Qin and I are both devoted people."
After drinking, the bacon was smoked, so I took it out and hung it under the eaves. I went back to my room and lay on the bed, searching for "Shumin", "a famous student named Qin from Tsinghua University", "a diplomat from Tsinghua University", "a translator from Tsinghua University"... but there was no result. Finally, I simply searched for "Xiaobao's conversation", watched two videos of female guests being taught a lesson by Xiaobao, and went to sleep.
…
early morning.
Su Ran got up, ran for another lap, and came back to make some noodles. It was pork intestine noodles, the leftover pork intestines from last night.
While eating noodles, I saw Old Man Qin coming out of his room.
"Uncle Qin, are you awake?"
"Hey, did I drink too much last night?"
"I'm not drunk. By the way, Uncle Qin, you said last night that you were from Tsinghua University. Which class were you from?"
"Tsinghua? What Tsinghua? I'm from Peking University."
Phew~
Su Ran spat out a mouthful of noodles.
"Who taught you English then?"
"I'm Chinese, why should I learn bird language? I love my country."
Ah this...
Man, this is crazy.
But what is certain is that he was awake last night and is now in a semi-crazy state.
Su Ran didn't dare to ask more questions, for fear of irritating him.
I just know that he is from Tsinghua University, has worked as a diplomatic translator, and has been to London. This information is enough. I will check it out slowly. If I ask too many questions, I might stimulate him and make him crazy, which would be a waste of time.
"Uncle Qin, I'm going out for a trip later. I have some meat in the refrigerator. I'll send it over to you."
"No, I can get it myself."
"I'll bring it to you."
Su Ran wanted to take the opportunity to send the meat over and go to his house to see if there were any clues.
He took the meat to his house. The thatched house was very small and dim. He had to turn on the light to see everything in the house. In fact, everything was bought for him by Su Ran. The so-called buy meant that it was moved from Su Ran's home for him to use.
This old man is also stubborn. When others give him things, he will throw them away, thinking that they are looking down on him, and he will even curse at them.
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