my dream adventure

Chapter 218 Interview ([-])

"Don't call me Ms. Hu, my surname is Xin, and my first name is Ke, you remember." She yelled a few words and knocked the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

"Okay, Ms. Xin." He nodded.

"You said you are here for an interview, what do you mean?" She was somewhat interested.

After all, it is very rare for a man to come to visit but say he is not interested.

It's not really because of her name of custom-made clothes, it's too funny.

"Mom, Mr. Mu Yuan, what are you talking about?" Hu Die came out of the bedroom with a puzzled expression on her face, and put her coat on Xin Ke.

When she saw her daughter, her whole expression and movements began to change immediately, and her eyes became much gentler.

"You call him Mr. Mu Yuan?" Xin Ke showed an inquiring look.

Hu Die quickly covered her mouth, "No, my name was wrong, he is my homeroom teacher."

"Hu Die~Hu Die~" Lin Yuan winked at her from the side.

Confused, she whispered in his ear, "Mr. Mu Yuan, what's wrong with your eyes, are you having a convulsion?"

"No. Your mother already knew that I'm not your head teacher, so there's no need to hide it." Lin Yuan looked like he was about to die.

"What." She suddenly realized, and immediately sat upright, not daring to look at her mother, as if she had done something wrong.

Ms. Xin Ke knocked on the cigarette butt, with a faint smile on her face, "Tell me, the real identity of your friend?"

"I met this big brother at a restaurant not far ahead. He used to be a writer. He is very famous in Yilin. His name is Mr. Mu Yuan. Maybe he worked there because of the bad economy. Aunt Yuan also said He has read books, knows a lot of remote knowledge, and can write, which is amazing." Hu Die felt relieved, full of admiration for Lin Yuan.

He felt a little guilty. He didn't expect that a casual sentence would cause a girl to misunderstand so much.

She also made up in her mind the tragic experience that she had no money to eat and couldn't make money with a pen, so she could only come out to work and do hard work with tears in her eyes.

It's really hard for her.

"Mr. Muyuan, is it really him?" Xin Ke seemed to know the existence of this writer.

"Yes, Ms. Xin, I asked Hu Die to bring me here this time, in fact, to do an interview with a special family, hoping to learn some truths, and I will write these anonymously in my new story." Lin Yuan hurriedly explained the reason.

"I see. But I can't be sure that you are the real Mr. Mu Yuan, I have to test you." Xin Ke smiled slightly, and seemed to be playful, "I have read Mu Yuan's articles, and he is the person I like the most. Use the theories of various domestic and foreign philosophers to analyze the tragedies in other people's lives, well, let me test the names of a few of your philosophers."

"No problem." Lin Yuan bit the bullet and agreed.

Hu Die was watching the battle, but he was nervous.Although she believed that Lin Yuan was Mr. Mu Yuan, but her mother didn't trust her after all, and she was somewhat indifferent. What if Lin Yuan was really a liar.

If Mr. Muyuan can really pass the test of his mother, everyone will be happy and the interview can continue, but if not, he will be the chief culprit for bringing the liar into the house.

She can't afford it, and her mother will definitely charge her pocket money for several months.

"Mr. Muyuan, come on." She whispered encouragement.

Xin Ke saw in his eyes that his daughter was really fascinated by the little boy in front of him.

"Well, the first question, Plato once mentioned a cave metaphor in his plays, please state the specific content of the cave metaphor." Xin Ke asked the question solemnly.

Lin Yuan swallowed. He didn't expect that Hu Die's mother knew about philosophy. This was unexpected. Could it be that after breaking up with Hu Yixia, she strived for the upper hand and decided to awaken her mind.

Although the question she asked was more professional, it didn't bother Lin Yuan, a senior philosophy lover, at all.

"The metaphor of the cave is a very classic story. It is about a group of prisoners who have been imprisoned in a dark cave since childhood. Their faces and bodies are fixed and cannot move. They can only see a small piece of stone wall in front of them. The wall There are many moving shadows formed by the fire light, and these prisoners regard these moving shadows as living things, and their lives are made up of these things." Lin Yuan paused for a moment when he said this, and pretended to be calm. Sip of water.

Hu Die looked at him with admiration.

Xin Ke's eyes gradually showed appreciation. It turns out that this guy is not very serious. He is an intellectual who has indeed read the book. It seems that he has misunderstood him.

She put the cigarette in the ashtray and put it out, waiting for the other party to continue talking.

"One day, a prisoner broke free and fled outside the cave. His eyes were attracted by the sun outside. He saw everything, vegetation, animals, and human beings walking exactly like him. It turned out that he had been trapped in In the cave, he misunderstood the real reality because he didn't see the reality outside. He wanted to go back to the cave and tell his companions the truth, but they laughed at him. Your eyes were stabbed and blinded. See The things they see are not real anymore, the black shadows in front of their eyes are real."

Having said that, the story is almost over. The cave metaphor was originally written by Plato to elicit the later concept of good.

He calls the ultimate that he thinks goodness, the source of all things comes from goodness, and goodness is equal to the sun in the real world.

The sun gives energy to all things and at the same time illuminates all things because of all the life we ​​see.

The same is true for Yu Shan for everything in the conceptual world and the material world.

Goodness is the source of everything, and the phenomenal world that human beings see is nothing more than crude things like the black shadows seen by prisoners in caves.

Plato wanted to publicize his theory in this way so that more students and ruling class people would trust him.

"Not bad, not bad, well said." Xin Ke clapped his hands and said with a smile.

"Mom, now you believe that Mr. Mu Yuan is real, right? He just wants to do an interview, so you can accept his invitation." Hu Die shook Xin Ke's cuff coquettishly.

"Okay, you little brat, don't shake your mother's hand off, you really don't want to stay with a girl, turn one arm out." Xin Ke raised his finger and pointed to Hu Die's forehead, and the base of the other's ears turned red.

"Then, let's get to the point quickly. You and I don't need to be so serious. We can chat like good friends. If there is something you don't want to answer, you don't have to answer it. I don't mean to force you. "Lin Yuan made it clear before the interview started.

Xin Ke replied, no problem.

"Also, I will protect the privacy of your mother and daughter. Even if I really write this article and publish it in a magazine, I will not name names, and some content will be hidden, so as to prevent your mother and daughter from getting into trouble. Of course, after the interview, it is not certain whether to write this article or not, so you don’t have to worry too much.” Lin Yuan laughed a few times, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

"It's okay, let's start." Xin Ke adjusted the comfortable seat.

"Actually, I first wanted to start this interview. I met Hu Die by chance. I thought this girl was very interesting. She had such a great pursuit of dancing. She was young and had a lot of ambition. Later, I learned that her family was special. It turned out that her mother worked hard. I live to make money so that my daughter can stand on the international stage one day, so I became interested in your family." Lin Yuan first explained his ins and outs clearly.

I also hope that it will be a good start for the interview.

Xin Ke nodded secretly, as expected, he was a scholar, he spoke clearly and logically, and he felt really comfortable in his heart.

"It's Hu Die who likes to dance. She was only three years old at that time. She saw an old people's art troupe performing outside the park. As soon as she heard the rhythmic music, she became alive. At that time, I knew that she was dancing. material." Xin Ke rubbed Hu Die's hair, eyes full of tenderness.

"Mom, you are so kind to me." Hu Die put her head in Xin Ke's arms, and the whole scene was very intimate.

Lin Yuan had no choice but to interject at this moment, "As far as I know, your family's financial situation is not good. How did you make the decision to let Hu Die take this path?"

Xin Ke let out a long sigh, and took out another cigarette, "I just left the garment factory, and the money I earned was not enough to live on my own for half a year. My mother knew that I was pregnant, and thought I was useless, so she wouldn't let me go home, but she still gave me money." I sent the money. My family is a farmer, so I have some reserves, relying on the money they gave me, I found this poor house to live in, and a little money he gave me, life is not too difficult."

He was mentioned in Xin Ke's words, and Lin Yuan knew it was Hu Yixia, but he wouldn't ask if she didn't explain.

To avoid embarrassment for the other party.

"Then after that, the money will be spent eventually, how did you make it through?" He continued to ask.

Xin Ke lowered his head and pondered, "In the beginning, I bought vegetables in the market with a few old women, and earned a little resale fee, but it was too little, and I was tired. My body has been suffering from hidden diseases since I gave birth. The best way is to sit for a long time, and you can’t stand all the time, it’s easy to get tired, and it’s hard work to go back and forth with the wholesale dishes, and use a tricycle.”

"Mom, why don't I know these things." Hu Die raised her head and asked.

"Do you know, you were only three years old at that time, how could you remember clearly. Silly girl." Xin laughed, "Later, this road was difficult, and I began to think of making clothes in the factory. Maybe I You can customize clothes for others, and you can get a little labor.”

"It must be very hard to make clothes. I just took a look. Your clothes are too carefully stitched. It takes two or three days to make a suit of clothes, and you have to stay up late. In the end, the labor cost may not be a few hundred."

"Yes, and there are too few people who ask me to make clothes. I don't have a store myself, so I can only hang billboards in fabric stores or curtain stores. There must be a small number of customers who are willing to find me." Xin Ke shook his head, she I also feel that I have lived this journey too hard, and I don’t know why I can persevere.

(End of this chapter)