The Richest Man Yang Fei

The latest website: Chu Xiu is more introverted, quiet, and delicate than Jiang Xiaojia, not so noisy.

She traveled with Yang Fei on a business trip to Beijin, whether in the car or on the plane, as long as Yang Fei did not take the initiative to look for her, she would have little to say.

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the plane passed through the clouds.

Yang Fei sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs tilted, holding a book to read.

Chu Xiu sat quietly beside her.

Yang Fei glanced at her and said with a smile: "Chu Xiu, the journey is still a long time away. You can do something you like. Don't be restrained. Every time Xiao Jia is on the plane, she should sing like she is at home. Just sing, dance when you want to, sleep when you want to sleep, and eat when you want to eat."

Chu Xiu smiled and said, "Xiao Jia is playing crazy, I can't let go."

Yang Fei said, "Then you can also read a book and drink coffee. Or talk to the flight attendants."

Chu Xiu said, "I'd better stay by your side. I'm your secretary."

Yang Fei loves her for her sensibility.

He was immediately taken aback by the emotion he had produced, and he withdrew his gaze and continued reading.

However, he couldn't concentrate anymore. What appeared on the pages of the book was no longer words, but Chu Xiu's pretty and lovely appearance.

Just now, when he was about to call Chu Xiu, he almost called out the word wife.

Ten years of husband and wife are unusual, how can they easily forget goodbye?

"Are you worried?" Chu Xiu's delicate voice suddenly rang in her ears.

Yang Fei was startled: "What's the matter?"

Chu Xiu smiled slightly: "I think you haven't turned the page for more than ten minutes."

Yang Fei smiled: "Sometimes, I am not reading, but thinking."

Chu Xiu looked admired: "So you are better than us. When I read a book, I just read a book. You can still think while reading a book."

Yang Fei said, "What book are you reading recently?"

"I'm reviewing "A Hundred Years of Solitude"."

"Oh, isn't it?" Yang Fei became interested, closed the book in his hand, and asked, "Do you read this book?"

"Do you want to ask me if I can't read it?"

"That's not what I meant. It's just that most people can't enter this book."

"When I was in college, I checked it out from the library. I didn’t read it very well at the time, but I still ate it. Last week I went to the book fair and saw a new translation, so I bought a copy. Come back and see."

"Well, to buy books, especially to choose foreign books, translations and publishers are very important. It is best to read foreign languages, which is more intuitive and original."

"For books like Jane Eyre, I can barely read the original works in foreign languages. If I have been alone for a hundred years, it will be very difficult for me to read."

"What do you think of this book?"

"There are too many characters in the book. I only remembered one Usuna in the end. She is a good wife, a good mother, and a good grandmother. She has lived the longest time, and she is also the most sensible, determined, and down-to-earth. There is power from nature and land in her. She represents the most active and diligent side of human nature. As for the dignified historical connotation and sharp critical vision in the book, these are not what I can see. I am about that period of history. Not too understanding."

Yang Fei said: "There is a saying that is well said, easy to read, and does not ask for detailed explanation. Most of us appreciate classics in this way, so we can't appreciate the essence of the book. There are some classics, we have read it once or twice, but think So, in fact, we haven't read it yet. For some books, we have to look at the historical background and humanistic state at that time, otherwise we are just looking at the flowers in the fog."

"Then can you tell me the background of this book?" Chu Xiu said hopefully.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Of course it can. But I don't know much, let's discuss with each other."

Chu Xiu said: "You are too modest, the book you wrote is so good, I have read it many times!"

Yang Fei gave a light cough, and probably told the background of the story of one hundred years of loneliness.

In the 70 years from 1830 to the end of the last century, there were dozens of civil wars in Colombia, killing hundreds of thousands of people.

"One Hundred Years of Solitude" describes the historical facts in this area in a large length, and is concentrated on the protagonist's legendary career in the book.

The hypocrisy of the politicians, the cruelty of the rulers, the blind obedience and ignorance of the people, etc. are all written vividly.

The writer Garcia Márquez used vivid brushstrokes to portray many characters with distinctive personalities, depicting the lonely spirit of this family.

In this family, there is no emotional communication, lack of trust and understanding between husband and wife, father and son, mother and daughter, and brothers and sisters.

Although many people have made various arduous explorations to break loneliness, they all ended in failure because they could not find an effective way to unify the scattered forces.

This kind of loneliness not only permeates the Buendia family and the town of Magondo, but also infiltrates narrow thinking and becomes a big burden that hinders the progress of the nation and the country.

The writer wrote this in the hope that the Latin American people will unite and work together to get rid of loneliness.

After listening to Yang Fei’s explanation, Chu Xiu looked like a cloud and mist to see the blue sky, and said thoughtfully: “It turns out that this book is about getting rid of loneliness. I have always felt that people are lonely or appreciate loneliness. That's why I read this masterpiece!"

Yang Fei said, "Are you lonely?"

Chu Xiu said, "I don't know if it's loneliness. Let's talk about loneliness. I have a lot of friends, like Xiaojia, and Secretary Chen. They are all excellent friends. However, I can still feel lonely. I am lonely. Shouldn't you have this kind of thinking?"

Yang Fei said, "Loneliness is not on the mountain but on the street, not in one person but among many people."

Chu Xiu said, chewing on the meaning of Yang Fei's words, and did not speak for a long time.

It turns out that not alone is called loneliness.

As long as you feel lonely, even if you are in a crowded commercial street, even if you are surrounded by friends, you are lonely.

She asked: "Do you feel lonely then?"

The smile on Yang Fei's face suddenly froze.

Are you lonely?

He thought for a while and replied seriously: "Fame means loneliness. Fame is like a crystal displayed in a shop window. You are displayed there for the world to admire. All passers-by on the road will look at you, but any No one can reach you, and you can’t reach anyone either."

Chu Xiu shook her head: "I don't understand."

Yang Fei said: "Everyone will have a lonely moment~www.ltnovel.com~ Sometimes, we also need to be lonely, because loneliness will give us inspiration and introspection."

Chu Xiu asked, "Is loneliness inborn? Is marriage meant to get rid of loneliness? Isn't loneliness anymore after we get married? Or, we are always alone, we only need company, we don't need to love each other?"

Yang Fei repeated what she said: "We are always alone, we only need company, don't need to love each other?"

He was hit in the soft heart by these words!

Perhaps, at the end of the marriage, it is really companionship, not love anymore?

He thought of his past and present life.

Marriage in the previous life failed, but in this life it failed again!

Is it because he is constantly looking for love, but forgets that the function of marriage is companionship? Is it to make a person no longer alone?

Yang Fei thought about what was in his heart, suddenly burst into tears.