Chapter 125
Zhu Yanshu was walking up the stairs when she heard a tune, a man singing the Russian folk song “Three Sets of Cars”.
She had even played a few bars of this tune on her family’s piano when she was a teenager, but she rarely played it since she got married.
Now it sounded as if her girlhood beckoned.
As she approached her house, the song disappeared, but it was replaced by the sound of young people talking enthusiastically about something.
Zhu Yanshu was in a trance for a moment.
She knew that this was the sound of Yang Yuyan and Yang Yucicang when they were studying and discussing with Shi Wuwei, without the supervision of the school and teachers, their studies were filled with a lot of meaningless discussions. They would argue over a single issue for days, even months, discussing it when they were together and writing letters in their diaries after they left.
This was also Zhu Yanshu’s youth.
She too had such a carefree and happy time.
Every morning when she woke up, her mind would be filled with the books she had recently read and the operas she had seen, and she would greet her new friends and old friends at home and play with them, all of them lively and doing everything together.
At that time she had countless new ideas, countless new ideas. She had imagined that she would become a heavy-machine woman in the government, or that she would become a new kind of satirist, start a newspaper, or become a woman editor who selected the best manuscripts.
She had also imagined herself becoming an actress, a movie actress, and she had practiced her expressions in the mirror will how to cry well.
And so on.
Youthful days are like soap bubbles.
They disappeared without a trace.
Looking back, she clearly remembered how one of her dreams disappeared. Also remembered how she chose to give up all those dreams.
They gave up when she didn’t try to realize them.
When her parents died, her dreams changed. She wanted more than anything to guard her little family so that her children could live in peace.
No dream is better than a loved one.
She had long ago realized that her husband was unreliable and untrustworthy. She had loved and married the wrong man, but she had realized it long ago. Long before Yang Xuhe studied behind closed doors with his female students in his study on the fifth floor.
She wasn’t disappointed in love from then on.
Much earlier.
Long before her parents died.
If she was willing to admit it to outsiders, it was after Yang Yuche was born.
After giving birth to her first child, she knew that Yang Xuhe was not a dependable man.
While everyone was happy for Yang Yucan’s birth, Yang Xuhe’s first reaction was, “If dad is so happy, will he buy a car for us?”
Zhu Yan Shu still had a smile on her face at that time, but in her heart, she suddenly woke up from a lost dream. She didn’t even change her expression and continued to ask him with a smile, “A car? But I don’t know how to drive it.”
Yang Xuhe smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t know how to drive, you can drive it for me.”
Zhu Yan Shu: “You don’t know how to do it either.”
Yang Xuhe: “If I have a car, I can learn. Think about it, having a car to drive, how awesome it is.”
Zhu Yanshu really wanted to crack his head open to see if he was really that stupid, or so stupid that he didn’t realize his words were wrong.
All the people in the house, including the underlings, including the friends who came to visit her, everyone, was happy for the birth of their first child.
Her friends wouldn’t ask her to go play cards now, they would only praise Yang Yucan for her beauty, and how she hadn’t gained any weight after giving birth to a child, and how her face was still so small.
Even those organizations and people who came to Elder Zhu to try to get him to pay for donations would not come to the door at this time to talk about money, they all knew that they would only come over now to give gifts and congratulate the Zhu family on the importation of their first child.
Those outsiders all know what words to say now and what words not to say.
But her husband, surprisingly, after seeing the birth of his daughter wants is to make his daughter’s grandfather happy to pay a large sum of money to buy a car.
Are you a fool?
Even if you want to cheat, can’t you even cover it up?
Zhu Yan Shu reflected that it was her fault. It was she who made this man lose his mind with those many gifts, with her passionate expression of love for Yang Xuhe, making him think that the Zhu family’s money was at his disposal, and that as long as he asked for it, she would never skimp on it; after all, she had spent quite a bit of money for him in the past when he didn’t ask for it.
But it wasn’t like that.
She spent money to buy happiness for herself, not for him.
The second daughter, Yang Yuyan’s birth on the other hand was the request of Master Zhu, who told her to have one more child.
He said, “Do you know why it is not enough for the emperor to have one heir, but to have several more?”
Because one heir is not insured. He may meet with an accident, he may be unfilial, he may not get along with Zhu Yan Shu. Children have their own temperaments, ah, not all children get along with their parents.
So, one is not enough.
For Zhu Yanshu, it was especially not enough.
After she realized that her husband was unreliable, she had to find herself a new life partner. When a man is unreliable, a woman can still rely on her children.
Elder Zhu intoned, “This is a woman’s advantage, you have to utilize this advantage.” Mothers are inherently more connected to their children than fathers.
So Zhu Yanshu gave birth to Yang Yuyan again.
Two was enough.
After that, she lived only for her two daughters.
She raised them and taught them. Farther and farther away from her old self, farther and farther away from her dreams.
Now, she pushed open the door to her old self.
The door opened, and voices from the living room instantly came out.
Yang Yuyan: ”I think it’s still too long. Nineteen chapters back will do.”
After she realized that according to the outline she had listed, Anna’s New Translation might turn into a lengthy masterpiece, she had made up her mind to speculate.
It was supposed to be just a very, very small translation of a small text!
Now they’d given her a full eighty-nine chapters! This is going to turn to when ah!
Yang Yuyan boldly began to cut.
The beginning of the first meeting do not want to, directly jump to the Anna in the train station met Vronsky began.
The first time she met Vronsky at the train station, she jumped straight to the beginning of the story!
Su Chunjun deliberately teases her, “What about Vronsky’s cousin? Isn’t she needed to make an appearance to reveal this tragic fate?”
Yang Yuyan cheerfully said, “After Anna elopes, the cousin goes to persuade Vronsky, just let her reveal it then, that’s the second chapter.”
The rest of the chapters were also chopped by her in seven, as if she was chopping off her homework, looking at the chapters that needed to be translated gradually decreasing, Yang Yuyan’s heart blossomed.
Zhu Yan Shu and Yu Ying Da came in, and none of these young people noticed.
Zhang Ma came over and whispered to ask if they wanted tea, “Let’s put it on the balcony for you?”
The two of them then went to the balcony, the spring breeze and warmth, and could smell the fragrance of flowers drifting over from nowhere.
Yu Yingda would like to take the opportunity to say a little can bring him and Zhu Yanshu closer words, but Zhu Yanshu has been smiling quietly “eavesdropping” Yang Yuyan and other people teasing, Yu Yingda is good at checking the color, found that after he thought about it, smiled and said: “Miss agile writing, defense talent. ”
Zhu Yan Shu laughed and said, “She’s all just messing around, those people who are either her fiancé or her big sister, they refuse to be serious with her, they’re all giving in to her.”
Yu Yingda smiled and said, “I don’t understand, I only think second young miss is the most powerful.”
Zhu Yanshu then explained for him, “They’re talking about a foreign book, somewhat similar to our own West Wing.” She briefly introduced a few of the main characters in Anna.
Yu Yingda sighed as he listened, “Alas, since ancient times, women have been the toughest, and after a wrong line, there is often an endless abyss.”
He himself was a character who was in the mud, and had seen many misguided women over the years. Those who could hang out on the street and get a job at the persuasive institute were already successful among the lost women, and the unsuccessful ones had long since died, their bones turned to ashes.
Zhu Yanshu had translated Anna before, and she couldn’t help but jump at the chance to listen to it.
She said to Yu Yingda, “Let’s go over there too.”
Yu Yingda was the best at making fun, and immediately agreed with a smile.
When the two of them walked over, Yang Yuyan and Yang Yucan got up first and greeted Mr. Yu.
Yu Yingda, who had been very skillful elsewhere, was more willing to be an ordinary person here, standing quietly at the side, looking at them with a smile on his face.
Zhu Yanshu said to Yang Yuyan, “I heard it all over there, I’ve translated a few chapters before and couldn’t help but come over to talk to you.”
Yang Yuyan, like all the children who thought their parents were born thirty years old, was shocked, “You’ve also translated Anna?”
Zhu Yanshu nodded, “Why haven’t I translated it? I’ve studied Russian too.”
She picked up the book on the table, flipped it open and read a passage.
Yang Yuyan hurriedly said, “Good, good, I know you know Russian, so read it. Here, this is what I translated first.”
She handed over the manuscript on the table.
Zhu Yanshu had wanted to read it for a long time, before that she was holding back not wanting to cause trouble for the child. She picked it up and laughed as soon as she read it, “Oh, you translated this into more vernacular.”
Yang Yuyan asked curiously, “What kind of translation did you do then?”
Zhu Yanshu smiled and said, “What I translated at that time was modeled after the tone of the Western Wing of the Red Mansion.”
Not to mention Yang Yuyan, even Su Chunjun was surprised, “The Red Chamber? The Western Wing?”
Zhu Yan Shu laughed, “What can I do? At that time, it was not popular for me to speak too much in vernacular, and I wanted to translate it into a good book, so I purposely imitated the ancient text. Besides, the Red Mansion is already vernacular enough.”
Zhu Yanshu’s involvement is like putting a spell on Yang Yuyan, who dares not fool around any more, and her efficiency is instantly higher.
Zhu Yanshu had learned Russian from a Russian maid, and her proficiency and understanding of the Russian language was far superior to everyone here. When Yang Yuyan couldn’t figure out how to word the translated sentences, she was able to find the most accurate and best way to reflect the original meaning.
The several people kept chatting and translating until Zhang Ma came over to call them for dinner.
Zhu Yanshu looked up only to realize that Yu Yingda had disappeared, and panicked, “Blame me, blame me, I forgot the guest.”
Zhang Ma said, “Mr. Yu had to leave beforehand and left a note, I don’t think he’s angry.”
Zhu Yanshu saw that the note reads, “I have urgent business to return, I hope you don’t blame me, and I will come to apologize in the future.” He believed that Yu Yingda was really not angry, and that he was planning to come back again.
So he dropped the note.
This side, Yu Yingda drove the car back home. He rented a courtyard in the west of the city to live, invited the old maids and maids, the home is richly decorated, there are all kinds of Western-style furniture, piano record player are placed in a conspicuous place.
His car whistle stopped, the mom and the maid rushed out to meet.
Ma Zi smiled and complimented him: “Mr. back? Aigoo, when will you invite Miss Zhu to come back with you as a guest, the coffee I made is very good.”
Yu Yingda smiled, shook his head, sighed and said, “Don’t mention Ms. Zhu again, I don’t deserve her. Forget it.”
The old mom looks at him with a wrong look and quickly stops talking.
Yu Yingda walked into his beautiful home, looking at the piano and record player used as decoration, as well as sofa, coffee table, bookcase.
These furniture are all rented by him, just for the guests to see. He doesn’t play the piano and he never reads.
Then there’s the mom and pop, the maid, the car, and so on.
It’s all window dressing. It’s all fake.
Even his person is fake.
He was so comfortable in front of Mrs. Liao’s kind of rich wife that he thought he could do the same to Ms. Zhu.
Ms. Zhu loves to play cards, loves to socialize, he can be accompanied.
But Ms. Zhu loves to read.
Yu Yingda stood in front of the bookcase, opened it, took out a book, opened it, except for the word “one”, he could not understand the rest of the words.
This is still a Chinese book.
He put it back and replaced it with a foreign book, this time only the numbers on the header were understandable.
He smiled to himself, put down the book and went back to his bedroom.