Chapter 1143 Marginal Peoples

The young and the young leave home and the eldest returns, the local accent remains unchanged, and the mane hair declines.

Fina did not expect, and did not expect at all, to hear the ancient Egyptian accent again after two thousand years, although many syllables or intonations are quite different from the real ancient Egyptian, making it difficult to understand. It is a dialect that it has never heard before. It not only has the framework of ancient Egyptian and Greek, but also incorporates the characteristics of foreign languages.

Even in the past, there were dialects it did not understand in various parts of Egypt, and differences in accents were normal.

Razat stayed where he was with his daughter Kate, and told his son Chris to find out the situation. He was very worried that there would be another turmoil surrounded by so many people in front of him. The most unlucky people in every turmoil were the Copts.

He turned his head inadvertently, and met Fina's gaze, and some memories deep in his mind seemed to be awakened.

Like other nations, the Copts are proud of their origins. In order not to be assimilated by the mainstream Egyptian society, despite the turmoil of the current situation, they still stubbornly maintain their traditions, promote their own culture, and strive to open up living space.

It is precisely because they always maintain a sense of crisis of genocide that the Copts work harder than most Egyptians to gain wealth and status, because only these two are the foundations of modern society.

Nothing can change destiny more than hard work and hard work.

Efforts have paid off. Although the population only accounts for 10% of the total population of Egypt, the education level of Copts is higher than the overall average level of Egypt. Many Copts have received higher education and become professionals with high comprehensive quality. Especially among doctors, lawyers and engineers, Copts account for a large proportion, far more than 10%.

The Sawiris family, the richest man in Egypt, are Copts. In the most glorious time before World War II, more than 40 of the 100 largest landowner families in Egypt were Copts.

Among the Copts, there is even a Secretary-General of the United Nations—Boutros Boutros-Ghali, which is quite powerful. How many ethnic groups have given birth to the Secretary-General of the United Nations?

Not only in Egypt, but the Copts who immigrated early abroad also took root and sprouted abroad. According to statistics, among the minority doctors in the United States, Copts account for the highest proportion, even exceeding the sum of the number of Chinese, Japanese and Korean doctors.

Razat does not have such a prominent experience, but he also started from scratch. He opened a gold and silver jewelry store of his own in the Khan Khalili Market. He has no worries about food and clothing, a harmonious family, and the economic level exceeds 99% of the people in Egypt. He is content.

Cultural inheritance is an important condition for the survival of a nation. Razat and his family have always attached importance to this aspect. The family members must speak Coptic in private, and the family's past events are passed down from generation to generation through word of mouth. Every family member has listened to the elders since he was sensible. They grew up with their ancient tales of illusion and reality.

When Lazart was very young, he heard a story told by his grandfather, which was about a cat.

The narrator, you add a sentence, and I subtract a sentence. The details of the story have become absurd and almost fairy tales during the two thousand years of word of mouth, but the main body has not changed. It is about the ancestors of the family who were trapped in the desert for some reason. was rescued by a passing cat.

This kind of story is very vulgar. If it spreads widely, it may be selected into a collection of folk tales. The only bright spot is that there is no more vulgar ending such as the cat turning into a beautiful woman and then marrying the protagonist.

However, this story did not get out, it was only passed down in the Lazart family along with a series of other distant stories, which he also believed when he was a child-probably before the age of 10, and of course laughed it off afterwards, but this It does not prevent him from retelling the story to his son and daughter in Coptic. Nothing can attract children's interest in learning a language more than a fascinating story.

Nevertheless, Lazart believes that distant ancestors did have some kind of connection with cats, as evidenced by a linen and wool tapestry handed down from the family's craftsmen.

The cat in the story is depicted above.

The first time I saw Fina, the cat in the tapestry and the image of the cat in front of me instantly overlapped, which awakened Lazart’s childhood memories, because the cat was so similar to the cat in the tapestry, no matter the golden fur color Or strange markings, like the cat in the tapestry came to life and stepped out of the tapestry into the real world.

Lazart stared at Fina and almost stopped breathing until his daughter Kate took his hand worriedly, and he suddenly recovered.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Kate noticed that her father was pale and sweat was dripping from his temples, thinking that he was worried whether the disturbance ahead meant another disturbance was about to befall this troubled country.

"No, I'm fine." Razat raised his chin to show her to look at Fina, "Do you still remember the story I told you and your brother?"

Kate stared at Fina for a while, "What a beautiful cat! Dad, did you see this cat and remind you of that story? In my opinion, it's just a coincidence."

Lazart shook his head. He has lived for decades and has seen many cats, but none with such a coat color and markings.

He inquired with the owner friend who was close to him, and asked who the cat belonged to, because it didn't look like an ordinary stray cat.

A friend of the owner, who is also a Coptic compatriot, told Razat that the cat was brought by a few Chinese tourists. Now that these Chinese tourists have caused trouble and are surrounded in front, it may be difficult to get out.

At this time, his son Chris ran back and told his father what he had found out.

Razat was relieved to hear that it was not a sign of unrest.

Nothing to do with me, just leave like this?

He hesitated for a moment, during which the cat's eyes kept staring at him, as if expecting something. Not only the coat color and markings, but also its gaze and demeanor were different from all the cats he had ever seen. It looked like the cat in the tapestry.

So, he walked over gently, and the cat didn't move.

"Hello, can you understand me?"

He thought he was being silly, only children talk to cats.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to see the cat nodding slightly.

"Your friend, are you in trouble?" he asked, pointing to the commotion ahead.

It looked sideways, as if it was troublesome and disgusting, but it still nodded slightly.

Razat finally made up his mind, not only to help Chinese tourists from afar, but also to ask Chinese tourists about the cat.

"Well, come with me, I'll find a way to help your friends out of trouble." He gestured in the direction of his shop.