C47 (2/2)

So his name was Luo Chuan.

”Of course, even though I'm not an expert in Hebrew, it's still hard to separate Western languages from the Bible,” Luo Chuan was obviously very willing for Shuyue to consult him, as he rolled his eyes craftily, ”Then how are you going to thank me?”

”If you don't want to say it, then forget it. Kneel.” Shuyue picked up her mouse and was about to close the video window.

”Hey, hey, hey, don't, it's not like I'm not going to tell you —” Luo Chuan was a little anxious, ”Can't you let me use my knowledge to push you down once?”

”I'm afraid I'm going to break my waist.” Shuyue retorted snappily.

”As you know, the Lord saw that the people of Sodom lived too freely — oh, no, too obscenely, so he decided to finish them all off. Abel urged him to give Sodom at least one chance to start anew — if he could find twenty good people in the city.”

”So God sent two angels to Sodom, and they looked around and found that everyone was too dirty to be saved. Only one honest man, Peter, invited two angels to his house. At that moment, the Sunrise crowd of Sodom rushed in and asked Peter to hand over the angel.

Peter said the door is the guest, or I will give you two pure girls to play with, but the people of the morning do not agree, they want to taste the angel. If the angels were angry, they would blind the eyes of the people in the morning sun. Finally the angel said to Peter — you are chosen by God, and only you in this city can be redeemed, even your wife will die, because she has secretly made love to the old king next door — and Peter boarded the boat the next day, but he hid his daughters in the cabin and wanted to take his wife with him before he left.

But God had refused to let it happen. He had stormed the city of Sodom, turning Peter's wife and the rest of the crowd into pillars of salt. Peter stayed at sea for a few months before returning to land. Some say that he and his daughters continued to reproduce, and some scholars insisted that they could not marry near each other, so Peter found offspring in the rest of the world who, like himself, had been chosen by God to reproduce, and made it impossible for his descendants never to intermarry with those of his own daughters. ”

I thought of my dreams, the two girls who had come out of the cabin, and the freaks they had given birth to.

”Uncle, which theory do you think is more reliable?” I couldn't help but ask.

”The second, of course. If Peter was chosen by God, of course he would marry someone else who was also chosen by God. His daughter was just an ordinary person — and when God destroyed Sodom, he destroyed another evil city, Gomorrah, but Gomorrah's fame was not as great as Sodom's, no one knew it — Gomorrah had chosen people, and the Bible says she was a woman, called Amira.”

I suddenly had a feeling that the long term marriage between my father's family and Shuyue's family had started from a long time ago, right?

When Peter found out that he and his daughter were left with monsters, would he leave the cave and search for Amira, who had been chosen by the gods?

If what I saw was really the history of our ancestors, would our families be descendants of Peter and Amira?

But if what Shuyue said was true, and the big explosion that I saw was a nuclear explosion, then who is the ”God” hiding in the clouds?

”If Peter went to Jamila, how would his two remaining daughters reproduce?” Shuyue was deep in thought.

”Who knows, maybe it's a monkey, hahahahaha ~” Luo Chuan joked.

Years later, I recalled that one of his jokes had hit the nail on the head.

”Uncle, does Sodom City really exist in the Bible?”

”Little friend, you overestimate the imagination of the ancient masses. The ancient people worked during the day and slept in the dark. They didn't have as much entertainment and information as the current people. They can't concoct anything they've seen 20 times as big in their brains — they can exaggerate and render what they see, but it's hard to make it up out of thin air. ” Luo Chuan said.

”Uncle, what do you say... Is it possible that the ancient people... No navel? ” I stammered.

”Oh? The little friend actually asked such a question — — If you ask your Aunt Shuyue to show me her navel, I'll tell you — — ”

”F * ck off.” Shuyue raised her mouse and was about to close the dialog.

”Wait!” Wait! One! ”Go!” Luo Chuan anxiously shouted from the side, causing all the foreigners behind him to immediately open their eyes wide and look over.

It was only then that I noticed that what seemed to be a meeting room behind Luo Chuan, was actually a bunch of foreigners sitting behind him. They were all staring at him with wide eyes.

”Are you in Chicago? The MacArthur Foundation? ” Shuyue was a little shocked. Following which, I saw a symbol with blue and green letters hanging on the far wall. The foreigners who sat behind Luo Chuan were all wearing formal attire.

”... ”Oh, yeah.” Luo Chuan replied indifferently.

After I went to the United States, I learned what the MacArthur Prize meant to young scholars in the United States.

The MacArthur Prize, known as the Genius Grant, was a world-class award. Taking it meant winning tickets for Pulitzer and Nobel. Few Chinese have won this award.

To be able to think about flirting with a girl a few minutes before stepping onto the stage of the peak of one's life — it could be seen that this girl was very important.

For some reason, my father's square face and thick neck appeared in my mind.

In this world, there really were people who liked eating stinky tofu better than Michelin's Restaurant.

”Are you sick!? If you participate in such an important award ceremony, I'll do it even if you send a reply later! ” Shuyue was obviously a little angry.

”Justcan 'twaittoseyou, do you know how long it has been since you last looked for me?” Luo Chuan pouted like a wronged child.

”No more talking, don't just do unorthodox things,” Shuyue sighed.

”— When are you coming to America? Can we meet once? ” Luo Chuan said a little anxiously: ”If you promise me, I'll die. If you don't, I don't want this award anymore.”

”...” Next month, Atlanta … I'll bring you a few bottles of mom. ” After Shuyue finished speaking, he turned off the video.

I looked at Shuyue's face with my eyes wide open.

”What did you do?”

”Nothing, I just want to see if you're blind.”

Then I was smacked to the ground.