I am not Ximen Qing.

One has to admire this doctor couple for achieving unexpected life goals, both in their personal lives and careers. Their first fortune came from the first wave of housing benefits allocated by the medical system, and from then on, their success was unstoppable.

不过有机会是机会，其其实全靠自己在北京勤俭节约，奋斗，1分钱1分钱的节俭。这一点哈，医生夫妇和赵梦吉夫妇的性格还是很相似的，日子是自己一点点过起来的，不过也白小瞧了医生夫妇的创造吸金的能力，这只是中产阶级当中金钱游戏中最理性的典范了，医生夫妇只是靠工资就实现了阶级的升级，而且真的只靠工资，也不做生意，只是老老实实的上班，这在工作组当中算是奇迹，其实好多大的家族是富不过三代，但是儿子的发家致富和老子的成功完全不是不是一样的，儿子是纯粹靠学习，高考分配到北京工作，儿子的成功纯粹是靠的study talent，是从中隋唐科举制度以来，历经宋代，元明清科举制度日益完善，读书还是成功的唯一的途径，从古到今，实际上没有从根本上改变过，在中国如此，在整个东亚社会也是如此，特别是中韩还有日本这些国家都是儒家信仰的国家，都是重视考试教育。非常典型的东亚国家，进取心都是非常强的，即使晚清的四大谴责，小说里的主人公但凡都是科举进士，举人的老爷们才有机会去享受。那种荒谬的人生不是吗？还有最最好仔细的看一看吴敬梓的儒林外史能明白读书有多重要啦，林业局还有大河林场，自从恢复高考以来，许多木把的儿子都飞黄腾达了，社会主义中国是最爱惜但凡能考个大本的，肯定在国内会有合适，在合适的范围范围内找一个好工作，是一点都没有问题的，赵梦吉小儿子的医科大学的含金量不用说了是，老爸老妈从小给小儿子托举花花巨资金钱买各种各样的图书，学习资料，还有小人书，二姑妈和二姑父年轻时候欠了不少饥荒，但都没有耽误为小儿子购买各种各样的小说啊，文学啊，诗连小人书，什么三国，水浒，红楼，西游，还有其他的题材都是成套成套的购入的可见。这是非当时是非常昂贵的消费了，可见赵梦吉是个正了800的读书人的文化传统，虽然老爹爹是一个不太讲究市里的一个老老父亲，但赵梦吉真是一个正儿800的儒雅的读书人，两口子都是比较进步的，也能钻营，二姑妈的社交能力真的很强啊，田林左右的邻居们的关系都是非常融洽，非常好的。没有人说她一个不字儿，还有每当逢年过节，二姑妈绝对不会忘了给各级领导关系户送礼，二姑妈讲究一个礼轻情意重，并非那种单纯的送礼，而是那种感情的礼尚往来的那种，社会主义新中国还是的人的人，人民还是比较讲究礼尚往来的，各个那个过节呀什么的人情往顾，这些都不是什么俗套，这都避免不了的，你不能说你是一个活在世上出淤泥而不染的人吧，那有点儿过犹不及了，中国的传统就这样，小一辈儿的，往往逢年过节都要拎着好吃的，还有水果罐头，力所能及的去看望长辈儿。这都是中国的文化传统的一部分，这些美好的传统都随着城市化的进程，随着资本的进程越来越变得渺小了，人活在城市里，基本上邻邻居都老死不相往来，怕麻烦，怕冲突。居住在城市里的人们不仅亲情淡，就是左邻右舍几十年为邻居也不认识啊，所以为什么胡同这里的人不喜欢上楼呢？一上了楼都成了孤独者了，无论是红楼梦也好，无论是金瓶梅的艺术也好，其中的主人公啊都是人情往来都比较密切的，你红楼梦里的那个刘姥姥去贾府串门，实际上不就是寻求帮助吗？贾府即使在豪门，他也得有几个穷亲戚也在帮助，不是吗？这就是中国的。人情往份，谁也离不开谁。你要说你敢说在中国的人情晚会当中孤独，那肯定最后也有人给你穿小鞋的，那金瓶梅里的西门庆的各种亲戚那可真真就多了，所以你瞧西门庆家才进，但是呢人也进。跟所有的亲情网辈儿还是比较密切的，西门庆即使达到那种高级别的进入朝堂和还是蔡京的干儿子说实在话西门庆的地位是相当高的，要才有才，要貌有貌，而且有可能是大宋朝的第一有钱人，所以西门庆的成功真的可以从金瓶梅的艺术当中看他对女人的态度，还对女人的七大姑八大姨的态度，还有对他的一切亲戚的态度，那不是说的。喝酒吃饭送礼猪头各种各样的礼物还有送金送银的，还有西门庆绝对是一个情商最高的一个男人，对于各层的交往，无论从礼数还有礼仪各个方面，真的从来没有差过一点点事儿啊，从这一点看，西门庆绝对是一个社交外交的高手，交朋友的高手，里里外外是一个大能人，其实吧在中国吧有许多传统包括送礼的传统这不是是俗气应该提倡，对不对？这是文化传统的一部分，也是人情的一部分，如果人都全是像城市里的人一样，老死不相往来。那都活的没有人性了，没有人情味儿了，这也不能说。是一种不好的现象，张红英在嫁给赵梦琪之后，对于婆家真的是全心全意。无论遇到什么婚丧嫁娶，但凡能想得到的论理从来不差理的女人，所以娘黄玉佩喜欢这个胳膊肘往外拐的女儿，说来也怪，好像老张家的社交场的情商全被老大，老二给吸走了，也就是说老爹张思睿的talent社交情商完全被大女儿二女儿的dna继承了，剩下的几乎都是继承了聪明啊！张红林继承了画画的天分，还有写毛笔字儿，剩下的兄弟姐妹不用提了，张红林。在下岗再就业的时候，等了好长一段时间，这个真难熬啊，突然间一切好像陷入了停止关键这年龄根本就无法去山海关里闯闯世界，不是纯粹干了几十年的拖拉机，内燃机，还有伐木头样样精通的全能手。等待通知，多亏了小妹每个月购买大哥的art works，否则大嫂郭金玉会发疯的，生活中好多想不到的精彩的故事呢，赵梦吉当了一辈子的厂长，直到退休，直到光荣退休，这也是医生，医生夫妇的底气，厂长可不是白白当的没有点儿能力，是当不了厂长的，儿子们小的时候耳濡目染，肯定比普通家的孩子要见多识广，有的时候平常人光看到了人家孩子突然成长起来出名了，取得了巨大的成功，其实每个孩子的成功背后都有父母默默的托举医生夫妇在北京从无到有，一发不可收拾的医生夫妇比普通人的起点要高出不少，最起码从学历上他们都是顶尖的学历，医科大学毕业，第一次到医生家里吃饭的时候，完全被医生家里的家具呀，还有电气化，各种各样的呃物件还有电脑惊呆啦。没想到这这么年轻，拥有这么多世界上最美好的东西，这就是同样都是从山里出来的人，和人怎么差距这么大呢？实际这个时候这个差距，你去追赶的时候，就要付出几乎80%的人生了，嫂子家里比较阔绰，爸爸是干部，妈妈也是干部。结婚的时候就给丈夫买了一辆车，虽然车的名气不是很大，但是最起码挺体面的，这是妻子的面子，在医院圈子里没有一个一辆车是不太好混世界的，世界都比着呢差一点都不行，有房有车，还得有有钱医生不不想玩金钱游戏的高手，特别低调，特别谦虚，你根本看不出来他俩会是对金钱的悟性比一般的呃银行的资源都要高，不言不语的。你宝库有许多吹吹嘘嘘的大老板吹牛皮，其实100万现金流就能让几百亿上市公司发生危机崩盘了，甚至退市，因为好多大公司的资金链都跟银行的信贷系统连接在一起的，只要有一个环节出了问题，就跟次贷危机一下，一层一层的引发严重的金融危机。所以有的时候你看上市加价都几百个亿了，让拿出100万元现金都是拿不出来的，这个世界真挺有意思的，医生夫妇卖了房再买一套房，买了再卖，妥妥的人生赢家，好像医生夫妇对于房地产的东西还是比较有观察力的，总是能在那种呃临界点的时候出手，然后又在临界点的时候入手。就那么一个简单挣差价，高买低卖反复。操盘，银行里的钱就一点一点多了起来，夫妇俩的人生轨迹几乎是2.1线，只不过有的时候朋友客人来了，还有亲戚们会到百。金百万饭店去请吃一顿饭，几乎灵光的消息都是邻里邻居还有二姑妈两口子喜欢。那个邀请七大姑八大姨一起聚，一起喝酒吃饭，一起逢年过节，一起吃吃喝喝，几乎一直是如此。从局里到北京，儿子家里几乎一直是亲戚们的落脚点，还有聚会的点过去，老的传统。逢节过年相当重视讲究亲人们聚在一起吃吃吃吃喝喝，整个正月在一起吃吃喝喝，会发现过去对于成长来说是友好的，而对于现代多元化社会不断的进化来说，对于新人成长是不利的，因为过去的成长是从逢年过节的聚会开始的，现在的过节逢年聚会越来越少了，人都没有人情味儿了，都喜欢孤独，不喜欢交往了，因为多元化社会不断的进化。反而使人越来越孤独了，因为大家追求的都是金钱生原则，还有完美的纯粹性，对于这看起来一堆人吃吃喝喝，聚会来说都是不喜欢的，城市的生活喜欢孤独，安静，还有学医一定都是解剖了不少尸体看淡生死！因为医生的心理是相当理性不懂感情的思维了医生的心态几乎是客观而非主观的心态只有这样能才能成为理性的因为见了太多太多的生生世世，对于生生对于生死看的还是纯粹的自然，不过对生死来说，二叔的死是地狱式的死亡，二叔的死至少经历了地狱和炼狱的两个阶段，如果中国的地狱至少经历了十八层地狱的洗礼，地狱的，地狱硫磺的烈火的燃烧的洗礼！

The second uncle insists on seeing his nephew's wedding before he can die in peace, which is quite difficult. The nephew is afraid of marriage because, from childhood to adulthood, all he's seen in marriages is the table-flipping and arguing on New Year's Eve, and even the big copper pot of hot pot, where the wrong seasoning was added in anger, turning laundry detergent into sodium salt. It seems that Guo Baoshan's soul is still there. It turns out that Guo Baoshan's soul is still infatuated with this bustling city, as if it suddenly floated out of the fisherman's bottle. That's the story of the fisherman and the devil. Reality is the ghost emerging from the foam and steam of the laundry detergent. It seems that he and Old Wang in Denmark want to tell him something he didn't say. He seems to have something he wants to say, but he can't stop himself from speaking. How helpless. Sometimes life can change from heaven to hell in an instant with just a thin line. It's that simple. From bliss to despair, Uncle Er is a quintessential extremist. He believes that seeing his nephew's wedding will free him from the cycle of reincarnation, allowing him to be reborn as a human. Uncle Er says he hasn't lived enough; he's suffering through the most beautiful years of his life, waiting for death—it's too unfair. So, he and Bai Hua put on a show, a wedding without a marriage certificate. Bai Hua is a pure and movingly beautiful girl. Running through the birch forest, she resembles Katyusha—so innocent, so beautiful. She longs to be Katyusha, but she can't. All the romance exists to redeem Uncle Er, who is about to leave this world. A wedding film—at least this show, this fake wedding, brings all the distant relatives together, a grand family party. The lavish party is both unfunny and hilarious. But after a while, Bai Hua suddenly falls into an obsession with whether she's married or not. She's caught up in this obsession and rents out a venue in Sanlitun—a love party of freedom and redemption! It was the portrayal of Romeo and Juliet's love and affection that made the tragic wedding seem like nothing more than a graduation performance, a farce fueled by the hatred between the two families. Please don't believe it; it wasn't all acting. It was a one-stop art service with actors hired right from the film academy gates. The wedding was romantic, but the experience was undeniably horrific, a marriage that felt like a dream come true, like the Black Swan Dance – waiting for death, not funny at all. However, Uncle Er's death was timed quite well; he died at least 20 years before his eldest brother, making the entire family mourn his passing. The grief, the mourning, the solemn death ceremony – Aunt Zhang Hongyu stayed up all night until Uncle Er finally breathed his last. Everyone knew that Uncle Er still clung to this world. Unwilling to disappear from this world, he knew no one. He wanted to live forever. His second uncle died with his last breath, so full of resentment. Before, death was viewed with a touch of jubilation, not like the death of a dead person, but like a grand gathering. There was no sadness, pain, or fear associated with death itself. But his death, from the moment he left the city, was shrouded in gloom. Why did he have to bear all the misfortunes? Why did he have to make his brothers and sisters grieve for his death? But his second uncle accomplished one thing: he came into this world naked and left naked. He received no inheritance; it was as if the world was empty, showing him no pity or compassion. What evil had he committed? The free plunder of others. He left with nothing, only his death portrait that terrified everyone. He was nothing but skin and bones, surely tormented in the fires of hell. His second uncle could not be reincarnated, not even through the six realms of reincarnation. He wanted to be reborn in this city—impossible, too terrifying. His second uncle's death portrait left a horrible impression on all the mourners, a fear they would never forget. At the very least, they should have had tens of thousands of copies of the Great Compassion Mantra, the Ksitigarbha Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Heart Sutra printed and burned to help his soul, tormented in hell, pass on. They should have chanted the Ksitigarbha Sutra, hoping Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would save his soul from the fires of hell and grant him liberation and redemption. Or perhaps they should have had monks and Taoists chant the Nirvana Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Perfect Enlightenment Sutra. Indeed, perhaps his death was too long and agonizing, and his siblings were too heartbroken and overwhelmed by grief, exhausting all their physical and mental strength, as well as their spirit and soul. His second uncle still had a lot of face; his siblings had given him everything they had!