My Inseparable House Guests

"This is my wife, Simani." Old Dong introduced Fang Ze, "She doesn't speak Chinese very much. English is not a problem."

As soon as Old Dong's words fell, Simani said hello to Fang Ze in bad Chinese, and then said a lot of welcome words in English.

When Fang Ze heard Simani's English, he continued to pretend that his English proficiency was probably only a high school student, and answered a few awkwardly.

Old Dong walked over and said a few words to Ximani, and told Ximani to retreat first, and then he took Fang Ze to the study upstairs.

"You are already married here." Fang Ze said to Old Dong, "It seems that you don't plan to return to China?"

"When I was young, I was poor and had no choice but to come here to ask for a living. I am used to living now, so if nothing happens, I shouldn't plan to go back."

There is a wedding photo of him and Simani on the desk of Lao Dong. Lao Dong said to Fang Ze a little proudly, "My wife’s family is a large family of high castes in India. When I married her, India All of the vice premiers called to congratulate."

"Oh." Fang Ze was a little interested after hearing what Old Dong said. He asked, "Isn't there a caste system in India? What kind of caste we foreigners are in India."

"Reluctantly can be counted as Kshatriya." Old Dong took out a cigarette and tried to give Fang Ze one. After Fang Ze waved his hand and refused, he smoked it by himself. "We Chinese are in the eyes of Indians. Li is considered a rundown noble, so the status is good. Of course, Europeans and Americans are higher. But this is only useful for men. For women, no matter how noble you are in India, you still have to be very careful when you go out. Some Indians are in love, but Regardless of caste, sometimes species is not a problem in their eyes."

"Um." Fang Ze recalled the news about Indians and animals, and nodded in agreement with Old Dong's words.

"I have always heard that the caste problem in India is very serious. How is the situation in Delhi. Are your Indian servants the legendary untouchables?"

"No, no, no, although my servants pay them a very small part of their salary every month, they are only low-caste Indians, not untouchables." Old Dong said, blowing his smoke ring, "Indian The caste system is very complicated and cannot be interpreted from the literal sense of'Brahman, Kshatriya, Vaisha, and Sudra'."

"People in our country may, for historical reasons, interpret this hierarchy as the difference in class, the difference between aristocracy and common people, or the equivalent of what the Mongols did during the Yuan Dynasty. But in fact, it is not the case. Race classification, the Indian caste system is much more vicious."

"Answer your question first." Old Dong said, "These people who are servants in our house belong to Sudra according to their ranks. They are just low castes, not untouchables. In India, true untouchables do not have their own. Caste, they do the dirtiest and hardest work, they are required not to appear in public. Except for work and getting paid, if there are untouchables who want to contact people from other castes, they will be killed. Because They represent the unknown, get it."

"Understood." Fang Ze only felt a cold back when he heard Old Dong's words.

"Speaking of the division of castes before, the four castes in India have derived more than 10,000 sub-castes. The division between these sub-castes is also very mysterious. For example, my wife’s surname is Kshatriya in Delhi, but in other Some of the states can be counted as Brahmins. Some are considered as Kshatriya castes in Delhi, and in other states are counted as low castes like Vaisha."

"So it is actually very difficult to judge class from gender alone. In India, your caste does not represent your nobility. What really represents your nobility is work."

"Work?" Fang Ze didn't understand.

"Yes, because the caste system was established very early, so for thousands of years, various caste families in India have tried to move closer to higher castes.

"However, the real purpose of India's division of castes is not to distinguish classes, but to distinguish jobs. For example, in India, gods are supreme, then Brahman is the spokesperson of gods, responsible for communicating with gods, is the boss of the family.

Kshatriya is in charge of managing family affairs and is considered the second child.The Vaisha who is responsible for earning money to support the family is the third child, and the fourth dhara is the fourth child for housework.These are all family members.For some dirty tasks, such as pouring the toilet and digging the drain, outsiders must be invited to do them. This outsider is a pariah and is also called an untouchable person."

Old Dong smokes a cigarette, his tone is relaxed, but what he says is not easy, "Untouchables are not considered family members in India, so you can sometimes see an Indian who loves small animals very much. Caring, a good person, but when faced with untouchables, they will not regard them as a life."

"My company used to hire an untouchable person as a coolie. One day he didn't come and I didn't care. It was a long time later that his father came and told me that he was discovered because he hurried over the wall of a rich man. Then he was killed. And his father did not try to call the police. This is the status of the untouchable in India."

"No one tried to resist?" Fang Ze was a little dumbfounded. After all, no matter how much he knew, he only understood Indian castes in writing. Now in India, he heard this from a compatriot who has lived in India for many years. Then, the inexplicable feeling is a bit scary.

"Don’t think that resistance to oppression is an easy thing. How many people killed by one of our country’s rightful confrontations is still poisonous. The situation in India is more complicated. I told you that they have more than 10,000. Derived castes, these castes actually represent jobs. For example, the same is Sudra, in India, there are motorcycles and tricycles to pick up passengers. However, the two waves of people who drive motorcycles and ride tricycles are not a sub-caste. They despise each other and refuse to contact. If you are not a caste who drives a motorcycle, you cannot drive a motorcycle, or others will drive you away. Because their union is also controlled by this caste."

"So the most complicated situation in India is that not only do they have high caste contempt for low castes, but also castes of the same class despise each other. You are a farmer, and you can only grow land in your life, not weaving, because you It’s not a weaving caste. If you are a cake maker, you can’t make flying cakes. Everything is because of the caste. Moreover, the caste will accompany you throughout your life. Even if you change your surname, your job will reveal that you are in Which level of society. Even if you change to another religion, your caste remains the same. Any religion in India must obey the caste system. They discriminate and hate each other, with more than 10,000 sub-castes, religions, occupations, regions, The ethnic groups are entangled with each other, they are not pleasing to each other, and they refuse to intermarriage. The high-level communication can only be in English, and the language between the low-level may not be able to understand each other.

"In this situation, we can only rely on time to slowly pass away. The set we used to do will not work here, because there are no landlords here, only castes that despise each other, and we don't know who to fight when we fight." He said, poking the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "There is an Indian self-deprecating saying that can explain all this,'In India, everyone will not make the mistake of making others dream.'"

"Let's talk about some of the news about the disappearance of Lao Sha's people you have." Fang Ze was inexplicably heavy after hearing what Lao Dong said, so he skipped the topic and asked about business.

"The people Sha Ge sent to India this time, apart from a girl, two men are Feng Zhongjie and Huang Sheng. I am very familiar with Feng Zhongjie. I have been to Delhi several times and said that he used to be a special soldier. The physique is really good. There is no problem playing five or six by one person."

Old Dong said that he took a book from the side, and then pulled out a picture from the book."This is Feng Zhongjie's picture."

Fang Ze took a look at the photo. The man in the photo was about twenty-five years old, with an inch left, and he looked very muscular.

"In other words, in fact, the three missing people did not have any information for such a long time because they encountered some local hooligans."

"Yes." Old Dong nodded and said, "The local ruffians and gangsters in India also bullied and bullied women, so that they would have no guts to robbery on the road, because once caught, they would be killed directly. So this time the three disappeared. They were so alarmed, they suddenly lost their news, they couldn't get through, and they didn't explain in advance."

"Furthermore, we sent someone to track Feng Zhongjie's cell phone signal and found that the three people disappeared on the day they disappeared. We searched for someone on the spot, but we didn't find the cell phone."

"The phone card should have been pulled out." Fang Ze thought for a while and then asked, "Then do you know where they ended up going?"

"They didn't tell me when they left, but the driver of the taxi we were looking for when they went out found out that they got off near the Delhi Metro Station. There is a slum nearby. You know, the most troublesome part of the slum is, You don’t know who told the truth, who told the lie."

"Aren't they here to buy new medicine? Why go to the slums?" Fang Ze then asked.

"This is also where I am puzzled. Because they came this time and asked me to prepare a lot of ice trays in advance. The original plan was to put them in the refrigerator to keep them warm after getting the medicine, and then leave Delhi directly to return home. But when they went out, they didn't bring the ice platoon, which means they didn't go to get medicine."

There are too many doubts.

Fang Ze leaned weakly on the chair.