When I was young, I left home and returned home, but my local accent did not change and my hair was weak.

Fina didn't expect and had no hope to hear the local accent of ancient Egypt again after two thousand years. Although many syllables or tones are quite different from the real ancient Egyptian language, it is not very clear that it is a dialect it has never heard before. It has both the framework of ancient Egyptian and Greek, and the characteristics of foreign languages.

Even before, there were dialects that it could not understand in Egypt, and the difference in accents was normal.

Lazart and his daughter Kate stayed in place and told his son Chris to inquire about the situation. He was very worried that there would be another turmoil around so many people in front of him. The most unlucky person in each turmoil was the Coptics.

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

Like other nations, the Coptics are proud of their origins. In order not to be assimilated by mainstream Egyptian society, despite the turbulent and uneasy situation, they still stubbornly maintain their traditions, promote their culture, and strive to open up space for survival.

It is precisely because they always maintain a sense of crisis of the demise that the Coptics work harder than most Egyptians and strive to gain wealth and status, because only these two are the foundation for modern society.

Nothing can change one's destiny more than hard work and hard work.

The efforts have brought rewards. Although the population accounts for only 10% of Egypt's total population, the education level of Coptics is higher than the overall average of Egypt. Many Coptics have received higher education and become professionals with higher comprehensive qualities, especially doctors, lawyers and engineers. Coptics account for a large proportion, far more than 10%.

The family of the richest man in Egypt, the Saviris, was the Coptics. At the most glorious time before World War II, more than 40 of the 100 largest landlord families in Egypt were Coptics.

Among the Coptics, a UN Secretary-General, Boutros Boutros Boutros-Galli, is even out of the Coptics. This is quite amazing. How many nations have the UN Secretary-General?

Not only in Egypt, but also Coptics who immigrated abroad in the early days also took root and sprouted abroad. According to statistics, Coptics accounted for the highest proportion of doctors in the United States, even exceeds the total number of Chinese, Japanese and Korean doctors.

Lazart did not have such a prominent experience, but he also started from scratch and opened his own gold and silver jewelry store in Khan Khalili Market. He was satisfied with his food and clothing, family harmony, and his economic level exceeded 99% of Egypt.

The inheritance of culture is an important condition for a nation to survive. Lazart and his family have always attached great importance to this aspect. When their family gets along privately, they have to speak Coptic language. The family's past is also passed down from generation to generation through word of mouth. Each family member grew up listening to the old stories of the elders that seem real and illusory when he was sensible.

When Lazart was very young, he heard his grandfather tell a story about a cat.

The narrator, please add one sentence, and I will reduce one sentence. The details of the story have become absurd and almost fairy tale in the years of word-of-mouth history. However, the subject has not changed much. It tells the story of the ancestors of the family who were trapped in the desert for some reason and were rescued by a passing cat when they were trapped in the desert and waiting to die.

Such stories are very vulgar. If they are widely circulated, they may be selected into a collection of folk stories. The only highlight is that there is no more vulgar ending such as cats turning into beauty and marrying the protagonist.

However, this story has not been spread, but is only passed down by word of mouth in the Lazart family with a series of other distant stories. He believed it when he was about 10 years old when he was a child, and of course he laughed it off later. But this did not prevent him from telling the story to his son and daughter in Coptic language. Nothing can attract children's interest in learning languages ​​than fascinating stories.

Nevertheless, Lazart believes that distant ancestors did have some connection with cats, as evidenced by the family's craftsmanship, which passed down a tapestry made of flax and wool, which depicts the cat in the story.

When I saw Fina, the cat in the tapestry instantly coincided with the image of the cat in front of me, awakening Lazart's childhood memory, because this cat is so similar to the cat in the tapestry. Whether it is golden fur or strange markings, it is like a cat in the tapestry coming back to life and walking out of the tapestry and coming to the real world.

Razart stared at Fina and almost stopped breathing until his daughter Kate held his hand worriedly, and he suddenly came to his senses.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Kate noticed his father's face was pale and sweaty in his sideburns, thinking he was worried about whether the riots ahead meant another turmoil was about to come to this troubled country.

"No, I'm fine." Razart raised his chin and signaled her to see 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 think of that story when you saw this cat? In my opinion, it was just a coincidence."

Lazart shook his head. He had lived for decades and had seen many cats, but none of them had such fur colors and markings.

He asked his familiar shopkeeper friend next to him and asked who the cat was because it didn't look like an ordinary stray cat.

The owner's friend is also a Coptic compatriot. He told Lazart that the cat was brought by several Chinese tourists. Now these Chinese tourists are in trouble and are surrounded by them, so it may be difficult to get out.

At this time, his son Chris ran back and told his father about the situation he found out.

Lazart heard that it was not a precursor to the turmoil, so he felt relieved.

It doesn’t matter to you, just leave like this?

He hesitated for a moment, and during this period the cat's eyes kept staring at him, as if they were expecting something. Not only the color and markings, but its gaze and expression were different from all the cats he had seen, but it looked like the cat in a tapestry.

So he walked over gently, and the cat remained unmoved.

"Hello, can you understand what I say?"

He felt that he was foolish, and only children would talk to cats.

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

"Have your friend been in trouble?" he asked, pointing to the riots ahead.

It turned its head and looked over there, as if it was both troublesome and disgusted, but it still nodded slightly.

Lazart finally made up his mind that he was not only trying to help Chinese tourists from afar, but also to ask Chinese tourists about this cat.

"So, come with me, I'll find a way to help your friends get out of trouble." He pointed to the direction of his shop.
Chapter completed!