Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 385: A Trip to London! Meet the Master Again?
By the end of November, the temperature in Shanghai and Hangzhou was not much different, but the weather in the former always felt a little colder than that in Hangzhou.

Before the cold wave came, Lao Bao put on a thick fur coat and a dog-skin hat on his head with a lot of fur tied to the edge of the hat.

He was boiling water next to the stove, wrapped up like a blind bear.

This kind of decoration would never appear on Lao Bao in the past.

But now, Bao Guowei is making money and his family is also running a business. Malatang has stopped expanding its operations in Shanghai due to the sluggish social environment.

Even so, the Bao family now has three stores in Shanghai. This was something that Bao, who had been a servant all his life, would never have dared to think about in the past.

Although it is conceivable that, in the beginning, Old Bao just hoped that Bao Guowei could study hard and get a small position in the government, and he would be satisfied.

Today, Bao Guowei has far exceeded old Bao's expectations.

"Sir, have a cup of hot tea. This is a specialty of our hometown. I don't know when Guowei will be back."

As he was thinking, Lao Bao turned his gaze to the gentleman with a high nose and deep eyes opposite him, showed his signature subtle smile on his face, and stood up to pour a cup of hot tea for the other person.

"Thank you, Mr. Bao."

Arnold squatted on a small wooden stool. He took the tea from Lao Bao, put it on his knees and covered it with both hands. Only then did he feel a little warmth in the damp and cold winter in Shanghai.

To be honest, he was a little surprised by the old man in front of him.

Because he couldn't believe that Bao Guowei, who was famous throughout Europe and a prominent figure in America, had a father who was such a simple old man.

Even, he looks like an old farmer in the countryside.

This made Arnold admire Bao Guowei even more, and he decided to learn more about this amazing boy from the East.

I even had the idea that I might be able to write a biography for him decades later.

However, when Arnold thought of Bao Guowei's age, he immediately gave up the idea.

Damn it! After I die, maybe Bao Guowei will still be alive. How can I write a biography for him?

Perhaps he left a will so that his descendants could inherit his wishes.

The two of them were chatting idly, and Lao Bao had no idea that the foreigner in front of him was actually thinking about his own child's funeral.

After a long time, the sky gradually darkened and Arnold finally couldn't wait any longer.

He asked again whether Bao Guowei could come back today, and said so with great concern.

"The day after tomorrow! The British ferry departing from the Shanghai port will depart soon. If I still cannot contact Mr. Bao, I will leave early. This is not only a loss for Europe, but also a loss for Mr. Bao!"

Arnold really wanted to bring Bao Guowei to Europe. During his communication with him, he deeply felt the personal charm displayed by Bao Guowei.

There may be a halo effect caused by the other party's work.

However, Arnold did not care about these, because he knew that this was a man who could bring changes to European academia!

Lao Bao looked at the other person in surprise, thinking that this foreigner was always so noisy, which was a bit strange.

He sniffed, put his hands in his sleeves, and spoke gently.

“I don’t really understand, Guowei goes home from time to time, but the exact time is not fixed.

Sir, do you have any urgent business? If not, I will write to Guo Wei later. "

The foreigner called himself "Arnold" or something like that. Lao Bao didn't understand the structure of the foreigner's name, so he simply took the first character and called him "Mr. A".

It seems that Mr. A also accepted this title.

As for Arnold's problem, Lao Bao didn't care much.
To be honest, there are too many people looking for Bao Guowei now. If it weren't for the fact that this foreigner looked friendly and had been waiting for several days, Old Bao would not have invited him to his home.

Thinking that Bao Guowei is now a famous figure, even foreigners have to ask him for help.

Lao Bao felt indescribably proud.

Arnold sighed, watched the sky getting darker, and finally decided to give up.

"It seems that this is the Lord's will. The time has not yet come!"

Lao Bao originally wanted to invite the other party to dinner, but when he saw Arnold's weird look, he immediately gave up the idea.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Bao. I hope we can meet again in the future."

When leaving, Arnold took off his hat and luggage very respectfully.

This is something that Old Bao can’t do. He doesn’t know how to use the foreign tricks!

After a long time, Lao Bao uttered two words from his throat.

"Have fun together! Have fun together!"

The posture was a bit awkward, but at least he did not embarrass his son in front of the foreigners.

Looking at the foreigner's disappointed back as he left, Lao Bao felt a little sympathetic. Regardless of whether he was a foreigner or not, it was still good to have such respect for his own son.

Thinking about this, Lao Bao decided to send a telegram to Bao Guowei tomorrow to tell him about this.

Old Bao knew that Bao Guowei was very busy and would not disturb him easily.

Thinking of this, Lao Bao felt a little sad.

He looked up at the gray sky and couldn't help but sigh.

"Guowei is now sensible and successful, but there is one bad thing about him: I don't see him often~"

But Lao Bao would also comfort himself, he thought.

"No rush. When Guo Wei gets married, I will lease out my property in Shanghai and go to Suzhou to take care of my grandson with Mr. Zhang. It will be a pleasure."

Thinking of this, he decided to close the door and see how Zhang Pingan was doing with his studies recently.

He was determined to train Zhang Pingan into a talent like Bao Guowei!

But just when Lao Bao was about to close the door, a foreigner's exclamation suddenly came from the entrance of the alley.

The cry was like that of killing a chicken, which really scared Lao Bao.

Nowadays, the Shanghai market is not very peaceful. Even if you are renting, you still have to be careful.

Fearing that the other party might be in trouble, Lao Bao picked up the hoe behind the door and slowly walked over to investigate.

But as soon as I stuck my head out, I saw a familiar figure.

"Bao Guowei? You're back?!"

When Bao Guowei saw his father sneaking out with a hoe in his hand, he was immediately confused and couldn't help asking.

"Dad, what are you doing with the hoe?"

Bao Guowei's heart suddenly skipped a beat, thinking, could it be that Old Bao felt that he was too outstanding and was no longer the same Bao Guowei, and suspected that I had taken away his son's body, so he wanted to take revenge on me?

For a moment, Bao Guowei had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Of course he was not afraid of Lao Bao. With his current skills, ten Lao Baos would not be enough for him to defeat.

However, Bao Guowei really couldn't bear to take action against his father.

However, it turned out that Bao Guowei was still a little too sensitive. After seeing Bao Guowei, there was no ferocious expression on Old Bao's face.

Instead, he felt a little embarrassed. He put the hoe behind him, and said with a simple smile on his wrinkled face.

"Guowei, you're back? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll go prepare dinner now! Would you like to stay for a quick meal? Come on! Come inside with me. It's cold outside."

Without giving any further explanation, Lao Bao pushed the two of them into the house.

When Arnold met Bao Guowei, he was so excited that he was even speechless. Naturally, he would not refuse.

Bao Guowei smiled and shook his head, secretly cursing himself for what he was thinking about, and followed Old Bao into the house.

"Guowei, you haven't been home for a few days. You're just here at this hour. You must be starving. What do you want to eat? I'll go to the kitchen and prepare something for you."

Hearing these words, Bao Guowei's nose was sore, and he recalled the time when he and Lao Bao stayed in the dark old house in Hangzhou. Now, it seems like a lifetime ago.

His heart felt warm and he couldn't help but say.

"Tomato and egg soup! I want to drink the egg soup cooked by my dad!"

After returning from Arnold's house, Bao Guowei originally planned to stay in Shanghai for a day, on the one hand to wait for news from Arnold, and on the other hand to inquire about the ferry to Europe.

He would not pin his hopes on Arnold alone. Through letters, Bao Guowei had also been in contact with many European writers. It would not be difficult for him to visit them and ask them for introductions.

Unexpectedly, after bidding farewell to Mr. Lin Yutang and Mr. Xun Ge'er, Bao Guowei met Arnold at his doorstep.

Arnold stayed to have dinner together, and Bao Guowei got to drink the egg soup that his father cooked for him as he wished.

However, before discussing his trip to Europe with Arnold, Bao Guowei first told his father about his trip to Europe.

Although Lao Bao was worried about Bao Guowei's safety, he understood how important it was to go to Europe.

What I need to do is not to hold my son back.

Lao Bao thought so, and even though he felt extremely reluctant, he still forced a smile on his face and said.

"Guowei, you have made it big. You don't have to ask your father about everything. Nianyue is a good child. You must treat her well. Waiting for you to get married successfully next year will be my biggest wish. When we go to Europe, foreigners eat differently from us, and their habits are also different from ours. You must remember this."

That night, Lao Bao had a lot to say. He recalled every detail of the past.

Old Bao might really want to be the pillar that protects Bao Guowei, just like he was when he was a child.

But now, he himself has grown into a towering tree.

Even though he was reluctant and helpless, Lao Bao did not want to become a "stumbling block" on his son's road.

If possible, Lao Bao even hopes that his children can be less outstanding and stay at home as a rich man.

But unfortunately, there is no if.

"This is already good."

Late at night, Lao Bao placed the photo of his deceased wife next to his pillow, a warm smile on his face, and fell into a deep sleep.

At the end of November, after Zhang Nianyue arrived in Shanghai from Suzhou, Bao Guowei, Zhang Nianyue, Cao Yanhai, and their guide Arnold boarded the ferry to Europe.

Before leaving, Bao Guowei specially found a few good friends and told them about his itinerary.

After Lin Yutang and Xun Ge'er found out, they were very happy and said they would write to their friends in Europe to ask them for more help along the way.

Given the status of these two gentlemen, the friends they have made in Europe are probably quite important.

With Du Yuesheng's mediation and Cao Yanhai's protection, this trip to Europe was foolproof.

Of course, Bao Guowei also gave account of the scientists at Tongji University who were helping him promote the mass production of penicillin.

I had a meeting with Xiang Songmao, a business tycoon who promoted the Mingkuai typewriter and various medical devices.

The schedule of the past few days has kept Bao Guowei busy like a spinning top.

Fortunately, we finally got on the ferry.

Arnold had specially arranged the passage for a mail ship from a British steamship company.

Starting from Shanghai, it passes through Hong Kong, Saigon, Singapore, Colombo, Aden, Djibouti, Suez Canal and other places, and finally arrives directly at King George V Dock in London.

This was considered the best route from China to Europe at that time.

"If nothing unexpected happens, we can reach London in two weeks at the earliest."

When he said this, Arnold showed a proud expression on his face.

He couldn't help feeling happy when he thought about those self-proclaimed gentlemen in London seeing him bringing Bao Guowei back.

Bao Guowei nodded slightly, he recalled Xu Zhimo's trip to Europe a few years ago.

This kid had mentioned this to me many times at the banquet before.

The railway he was riding was one that passed through Siberia and crossed the entire Eurasian continent.

Obviously, taking a cruise is a better choice both in terms of riding comfort and the scenery that can be seen.

Of course, if you want to take the railway, you have to go to Peking first.

"Guo Wei! Be careful when you go to Europe. I heard that foreigners are very vicious. Don't be too reckless. Be careful and tolerant~"

In a trance, Bao Guowei heard Lao Bao's shouting on the deck.

"Dad! Don't worry! I will definitely come back safe and sound!"

This scene reminded him of the beginning of the year when he left Hangzhou for Shanghai, and from then on began a completely different experience.

At this time, a somewhat childish call was heard from the dock again.

"Master! Master!" Zhang Ping'an ran over from behind, panting, holding a large bag of oranges, and shouted to the deck. "I bought you some oranges. You can eat them on the way. I heard that people eat oranges on the sea."

Buy some oranges.
The muscles on Bao Guowei's face twitched and he suddenly felt as if he had been taken advantage of. He said unhappily.

"How many times have I told you that there is everything on the ship, and you are not allowed to buy me oranges anymore!"

Zhang Ping'an was confused. He just felt that his master cared a lot about the symbol of "orange". He took back the orange angrily, and after listening to Bao Guowei's instructions, he nodded hard and said.

"I will definitely live up to your trust!"

After arranging his students, Bao Guowei must fulfill his obligations as a student.

When Zhang Nianyue and Zhang Taiyan reluctantly parted, Bao Guowei bowed to the latter and said.

"I have a long journey ahead of me, please take care of yourself, sir."

Zhang Taiyan stood on the dock, his figure gradually moving away. No one knew what he was thinking about. After a long time, he spoke leisurely.

"Bingwen, remember to follow your own heart."

As the cruise ship gradually started moving, the scenery on the dock became more and more blurred. Only after the figures of Zhang Taiyan, Lao Bao and others disappeared completely did Bao Guowei, Zhang Nianyue and others reluctantly leave the deck.

Bao Guowei looked back again at the gray-yellow earth, feeling mixed emotions.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Nianyue did not feel sad about her first long journey. Instead, after not seeing Zhang Taiyan, she was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, pulling Bao Guowei to explore the multi-layered structure of the cruise ship.

Such performance made Bao Guowei laugh and cry, but this time he came out with the intention of taking Zhang Nianyue out for some fun, so he followed her to the bottom of the deck.

But just as he was about to go down the deck, he was stopped by someone.

"Are you Bao Bingwen?"

Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment, looked behind him, and saw a middle-aged man with thin hair, a big nose and thick eyebrows, dressed like a scholar.

I guess the other party must have heard the conversation between me and Zhang Taiyan on the deck just now.

For a moment, Bao Guowei couldn't help but become alert and looked at the other party and said.

"Sir?"

The man showed a happy smile on his face, then bowed and said.

"I am Wu Yusheng from Tsinghua University!"

When Bao Guowei heard the name, his jaw almost dropped.

Wu Mi?

How come I keep meeting celebrities?

Can you meet this master of Republic of China literature by taking a ship?

Wu Mi was no ordinary person. His students included but were not limited to Qian Zhongshu, Cao Yu, Ji Xianlin, Zha Liangzheng and so on.

He is also known as one of the "Three Heroes of Harvard" along with Chen Yinke and Tang Yongtong!
(End of this chapter)