Chapter 390 Reading Calligraphy (Third update, the last chapter will be posted around nine o'clock)
After hearing this, Ju An understood that many wealthy people who buy houses in the United States send their children to study in the United States. In the past, students studying abroad were mostly in universities, but now primary and secondary schools are probably becoming the main force: "The schools near this community are
The school district is good, kids
It would be better if you send your child here." What Ju An said is nonsense. Not to mention the seaside villas here in Ju'an, even if you come all the way from the city, the nearby communities here are hidden among the green pines and cypresses.
The villa and the school district are of course second to none.
After hearing this, Xia Que shook her head regretfully and said: "It's a pity that I didn't buy the villa with the beach, and someone else beat me to it."
Ju An was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "Are you talking about the house over there?" After speaking, he pointed to his villa and asked.
"Yeah, I heard it's also a one-time payment," Xia Que replied, glancing in the direction of Ju An's finger.
Ju An smiled and said, "I bought that."
After hearing this, Xia Que smiled and shook his head and said: "Let me tell you, brother, is it easy to make money on ranches in the United States? I know about ranches in Australia. It is definitely profitable, but the profits are not so high, right? Are there other ranches in China?
"Business or something like that." It seems that Xia Que doesn't believe that Ju An can come up with so much money at once just by relying on the ranch.
"My main business now is ranching. Domestic investment has just taken off. What is my brother's main business in China?" Ju An asked.
Taking a puff of cigarette: "I used to do molds, but now I also do other things, such as real estate stocks and so on. Finance has become more popular in the past two years, so I have put my energy into it, but after playing for more than a year, I feel that this thing
"Honestly, it's better to be in the industrial sector. Plus, it's Hong Kong-owned, so it's much better than private business," Xia Que explained.
After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Is the American ranch really so profitable? It seems that I am going to buy a ranch or run a farm."
This Ju An didn't dare to guarantee: "In business, there will be profits even if there are losses, and there are also some ranchers who can't survive in the end."
"I understand this. Now I am thinking about expanding my business. I came to the United States to see if there is any real estate development in Detroit. The other is to see what good wines there are in California and get an agent to sell them in China. Now in China
The wine market is getting better and better. I originally wanted to buy a vineyard, but I heard from some friends that there are too many people grabbing it now that the price is too high, so I plan to hire an agent first to explore the way," Xia Que said with a smile.
After hearing this, Ju An smiled and said: "I do have a winery, but I already have an agent in China. If you are interested, you can come and attend the winery's new product launch conference in early October. By then, some wineries will
The manager will almost always be there." The winery always invites people from other wineries to the new wine launch conference to join in. Basically, everyone communicates with each other, and maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation next time. Human connections are also indispensable here in the United States. Relationships are
It is equally important in the business world.
"Then I must come and take a look when the time comes." Xia Que said with a smile to Ju An, then took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Ju An: "This is my business card."
Ju An stretched out his hands to take it, smiled at Xia Que and said: "I don't have a business card, so I'll just write you my phone number." Then he touched his pocket and said with an embarrassed smile: "I don't have a business card."
I don’t even have a pen.”
"Use mine." Xia Que took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to Ju An. Seeing that Ju An didn't seem to have any place to put a piece of paper, he took out a business card and asked Ju An to write it to him.
His phone number was written on the business card.
Seeing Ju An finish writing, he smiled and said, "I'm still a bit unaccustomed to coming here. All the neighbors nearby are dressed very casually. I'm the only one wearing leather shoes, trousers and a shirt. Many people looked at me as I walked along."
Ju An smiled and said: "If it's not a formal occasion or going to a high-end restaurant to eat, I usually don't wear trousers. I just wear something casual and comfortable. I knew you weren't here the first time I saw you.
Been here a few times."
"This is my first time coming to the United States. I used to go to Hong Kong to learn Cantonese, but now I have to learn English. If you don't look like a Chinese, I wouldn't be able to say hello," Xia Que said with a smile.
Before I finished speaking, I heard a voice in the distance: "Lao Xia, look at the child, and then call him down to play for a while. Don't stay in the room playing games."
Ju An turned his head and saw a woman in her thirties who was not extremely beautiful, with an oval face and an intellectual and dignified temperament standing at the door of a house not far away.
"I was chatting with a friend I just met." Then he turned to Ju An and said, "Then come and sit at our house. After all, we are neighbors."
Ju An still wanted to refuse, but in the end Xia Que said a few more words, and Ju An had no choice but to follow him into the house. When he got to the door, Xia Que introduced him: "This is my lover, Mu Xinyi. Xinyi, this is my friend I just met.
He lives in the house over there." After speaking, he pointed to Ju An's villa.
After hearing this, Mu Xinyi smiled and said: "Lao Xia was disappointed for a long time when he didn't buy that house. He said he was too slow to start." Then the topic changed and she said to Xia Que: "You should also change into a T-shirt or something.
You are dressed like a door-to-door salesman selling vacuum cleaners."
Ju An smiled and said to Mu Xinyi, "Sorry to bother you."
He led Ju An into the house and sat down on the sofa. Xia Que apologized and went upstairs to change clothes. Ju An looked up at the decoration in the house, which was simple and warm, and the matching of furniture and so on.
It is quite simple and elegant, and there are several vertical calligraphy works hanging on the wall.
When Ju An saw it, he stood up and walked over. He looked carefully. Ju An couldn’t tell whether it was a wild calligraphy or not. However, these block letters were still imitating Song Dynasty’s font and were written very neatly, which made people look at it.
It was very comfortable, and they just made up a song called Su Shi’s Chibi Nostalgia.
Mu Xinyi came over with coffee and saw Ju An looking at the writing on the wall and said with a smile: "That's funny."
After listening to Mu Xinyi's words, Ju An noticed the last signature, which read "Xia Que Mu Xinyi". After taking a closer look, he found that the fonts were one firm, one soft, and "Chibi Nostalgic".
I don’t know much about “ren’li”, but I just looked at the word and it looked very comfortable, so I got up and took a second look.” After saying that, he returned to the sofa and sat down.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Que had already changed his appearance and walked downstairs, holding a fair-haired boy in his teens. When he came to Ju An, he said to him: "This is my son, his name is
Summer Rain".
The quiet Xia Yu looked at Ju An and called out, "Hello, uncle."
"I'm not prepared for this. I didn't bring any gifts. My uncle will make up for it tomorrow." Ju An smiled and felt a little embarrassed. After hearing what Ju An said, he was naturally polite again.
"I have two children. I just went back to Montana today. I wish I could meet them earlier." Ju An looked at the quiet Xia Yu and said to Xia Que and Mu Xinyi.
After hearing this, Xia Que said: "Next time, we will go back in two days."
"Aren't you going to send your children to school here now?" Ju An asked.
Mu Xinyi shook her head and said: "We will send him here when he reaches high school. Now he should learn Chinese. Unlike the United States, he has learned Chinese culture in a few years and doesn't even know about it. Moreover, he is too young now."
Ju An nodded after hearing this, then thought of a question and said, "Yes, it's okay for my two children to speak Chinese now, but when it comes to writing, they probably can't write anything." Thinking of this, he wondered whether he should
Hire a Chinese teacher for the children. Don’t raise an illiterate person in the family. That would be terrible. He just came to the United States.
Many children of the first generation of Chinese immigrants don’t speak Chinese very well. On the contrary, the descendants of those who immigrated before liberation pay more attention to Chinese. If you see a performance by Asian immigrants in New York, a child who looks blond and blue-eyed speaks fluently.
Don't be surprised if they write in Chinese and Chinese characters. Many second and third generation immigrants like them pay great attention to traditional Chinese culture.
As for the person who has been living in the United States for more than ten years and cannot speak Chinese well, a friend Ju An met in China who immigrated to France said that this kind of person is just pretending. He has been in France for almost sixteen years, and he has been in France for almost sixteen years.
I haven’t forgotten my hometown dialect, how could I not even speak Chinese well?
This Ju An has experienced. When something unexpected happens, the words that come out of Ju An's mouth without thinking are in Chinese. Where is the English and what is the mother tongue? Have you forgotten that it is the mother tongue in the past ten years?
How to pretend, mix Chinese with a few English words to show that you are educated.
Thinking of this, I became a little depressed, and complained: "What a pity, it's really not easy to find a Chinese teacher in Montana." There are two Chinese teachers in this remote rural area, and they are probably the same teachers that Ju An met in junior high school when he was a child.
English teachers are almost the same.
For example, good touch rningr is directly pronounced as dog catches cat and kicks it. I have to say that the English in Ju'an Junior High School is taught by the school's politics teacher. The school has insufficient English teachers, so it has to recruit a politics teacher to take over. Fortunately, this
A politics teacher only taught Ju An for one semester, and later became a real English teacher.
"If I have time in the future, I can teach children Chinese. In fact, you can do this. You should be able to write Chinese," Mu Xinyi asked, looking at Ju An.
When Ju An heard this, he immediately shook his head and said: "I'd better forget it." Let these three monkeys sit down and teach Chinese, so he might as well go out and finish it off by himself. He would rather hire someone Ju An.
I will definitely not accept this mission. This is simply a pit of fire, or the gate to hell.
After chatting with the family, Ju An got up and left. When he returned home and lay on the bed, he began to think about Chinese education for his three children. What kind of teacher should he hire? Should he learn calligraphy?
I'd rather learn pen calligraphy or something. I think
I was a little reluctant to look at the words on the wall of Xia Que's house. I wanted my children to learn more calligraphy that cultivates emotions, but I was afraid that I would push them too hard and make them hate Chinese. That dilemma made my balls ache from turning over and over for a long time.