Although Li He had his own thoughts, he still insisted, "Hong Kong students have a better view of the world and the world than the mainland. You don't want your child to be ignorant, do you?"
He Fang refilled Li He's glass of water and smiled. "You must be joking. Don't try to fool me. English is just a skill. Don't equate it with the world view. English is the official language in more than 40 countries. Do the students in these countries have an international view? English is definitely useful. I will urge my child to learn it. You don't have to worry about that. "
"So, it's wrong of me to bring Li Pei and the rest here?" Li He was a little helpless. After hearing what He Fang said, he lost confidence in Li Pei and the rest's way of education.
He Fang said, "Of course it's not a problem. Why else do you think I spent so much effort to send my son to school in Mian Hutong? Li Pei and Yang Huai are not young. Before they came to Hong Kong, they did not know a single word of English. Staying in their hometown is a hindrance. But our son is still too young, and the school in Mian Hutong is not bad. When his basic knowledge is solid, it's not like I can't agree to go to school here and learn some language skills. "
"You're really picky." Li He was slightly relieved. He Fang meant that the education resources in the mainland were not balanced. The education standards in first-tier cities might be better than in Hong Kong, but as for places like his hometown, even if it was a county, the education standards were not high, especially in rural areas.
"Alright, go to sleep. I know what to do."
"Okay, I'll go take a shower." Li He could interfere with his nephew's education, but it seemed like he could not interfere with his own son's affairs. To marry a cultured wife, one must be prepared to be shouted at at all times.
Most men were chivalrous, especially after they got married. They only knew what it meant to sacrifice.
Early in the morning, he was cuddled up by He Fang.
"Get up. We have a guest."
When Li He went downstairs after brushing his teeth and washing his face, the living room was already filled with people. Wang Yulan seemed to be very happy that there were guests. Otherwise, the house would be too lonely. She was busy pouring tea and filling water.
Li Lan was hugging a big bag of chocolates, reluctantly handing them all over to He Fang.
"If you eat anything sweet, you'll lose your teeth." Li He went over and patted his head. Needless to say, the chocolates were brought by the guests.
Then, he said to Li He Fang, "Old Ding brought us to eat seafood porridge in the fishing village.
Fu Xia interrupted, "Old Ding dragged us to the fishing village to eat seafood porridge. We came here after eating."
Li He saw that there was a little girl beside her and asked, "Is this Old Ding's daughter?"
Ding Shiping held the little girl in his arms and smiled. "Look at her. How could she not be my daughter?"
Li He stared at the father and daughter for a while. Then, he heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. "Congratulations, Old Ding. It's a good thing she doesn't look like you."
Everyone laughed when they heard that. Ding Shiping was big and burly, had short legs, a small nose, and small eyes. It would be terrible if his daughter looked like him.
The little girl was young. She had wheat-colored skin, a delicate face, a round forehead, and big eyes. However, her face looked a little like Ding Shiping's.
Ding Shiping said proudly, "She looks more like her mother."
When Li He saw that Old Man Lee's granddaughter, Li Qiong, was here, he said to Five, "Bring the two sisters out to play."
"Okay." Five did not reject him. She was going to rot if she stayed at home alone.
Ding Shiping patted his daughter's shoulder. "Let's go out and play."
Seeing that the little girl was still hesitating, Five used his good left hand to pull her. "Let's go. We won't go far. Let's go to the beach to pick up shells."
The little girl could not reject his enthusiasm, so she went out with him.
The trees inside and outside the house could not be any greener. Even the thick cement walls and the cement floor had a little green from the tenacious grass.
Li He did not say much to Shou Shan, Li Aijun, and the rest. He called Ivanov, Tie Haofu, and the rest to a pavilion outside.
He lit a cigarette and asked impatiently, "What's the situation with Martici?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li. We didn't inform you beforehand. But you know our friendship with Martici. He asked us for help, so we had to help him." Although Ivanov was already in America, his English was still terrible. He still had to rely on Tie Haofu to translate for him.
Li He asked with a cold face, "If he continues to ask for money, will you continue to help him?"
He had already decided not to get involved in the war.
Ivanov did not speak this time, but Tie Haofu spoke. He smiled and said, "As far as I know, NATO forces have intervened in the war in Bosnia and Herzegovina, but Mišelović is not willing to accept mediation. The war will continue. Martici will not lack money. He has already planted large areas of poppy in Serbia. The profit will be high. "
"Poppy?" Li He was not surprised because southern Europe was one of the birthplaces of poppy. He saw large areas of poppy flowers when he was in the Czech Republic, but most of them were just for viewing.
With the approval of the World Health Organization, only six countries in the world could legally grow poppy. China was one of the countries that legally grew medicinal poppy.
But it was limited to the Tiaoshan Farm on the southern edge of Tengger Desert. It was the only designated legal poppy cultivation base in the country.
So excluding the six countries that legally grew poppy in China, India, Spain, the Czech Republic, France, and the Netherlands, it was definitely illegal in other places, including the most famous Golden Triangle, Afghanistan, and Serbia where Martici was.
Ivanov added, "He is also involved in a smuggling group. He brought people to open up the passage to the Balkan Peninsula."
"Smuggling?" Li He smiled. "It's a good business."
Tie Haofu thought that Li He misunderstood something and explained, "It's human smuggling."
"Smuggler?" Li He used Chinese because he did not know how to translate the English word. He suddenly realized that sometimes English was a bit annoying. The amount of English words to memorize was too large. The vocabulary of a "cultured" British or American would be more than 30,000. Three thousand words were enough for Chinese. Even if Chinese people needed to learn phrases, most of the phrases could be translated from the text without the heavy vocabulary burden of the British or Americans.
The Chinese language was like the surrounding air. Although it could not be seen, touched, or felt, it was always in the embrace of the Chinese language. But in English, Li He was very proficient. When he encountered some unfamiliar words, he still needed to look through the dictionary.
There was no difference between languages. Chinese was ancient, lively, and elegant, but this did not mean that Chinese was noble and other languages were inferior. He felt that a certain language was not easy to use because it was not his mother tongue.
In terms of personal preference and selfishness, his mother tongue was definitely the best. From Li Lao Er's point of view, the Dutch, Fuyang, and Xinyang dialects were even more beautiful than Mandarin. He never appreciated the Yin-Yang accent, only caring if it was friendly or not.
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