Chapter 41 Section 19

After two weeks of military training, on September 17th, Q officially started school at the American Academy.I signed up for the weekend pre-examination class in the new semester. She was in school from Monday to Saturday, and I came to school on Sunday. We were in the same place and different time again. She sent me a postcard with a photo of the sampan surfing, and wrote in small words: "Challenge the wind and waves".I know she is referring to next year's exam.I don't see her anymore, and I look forward to the passion of a year later like the reservoir is filled with water.Wish and psychology are different things. When the wish is still good, the psychology is out of control.

I became afraid to see her, and she became an ominous thing. Just one look at her would lead to the evil result of failing the exam. The senior students of the American school will go to the pre-examination class to make head portrait models, and it costs six yuan an hour.One day, I walked into the classroom and found that the model was Q.She was wearing a red vest, a pair of baggy work trousers with a chest, and two braids, and she already had the artistic temperament of an American school student. During the recess, she came to my drawing board and said: "You draw people too fleshy, you need to find some hardness of plaster and the generality of triangles and squares." After she was admitted to the art school, her level improved rapidly , she wanted to help me with her improved level...but when I glared at her, I felt fierce.

She walked away, opened the door and went out. In the afternoon when she was a model, there were three breaks between classes, and I never went out once, staying in the overcrowded classroom all the time.After school, I was the last one to leave, and there was no sign of her in the corridor. A pencil stub hit me on the neck as I descended the stairs.She stood behind me, expressionless.Me: "What's the matter?" She bared her mouth, turned around quickly, and ran up the stairs. Hearing the drum-like footsteps above my head, I didn't catch up, but went down.After leaving the school gate, riding on the street, I scolded myself: "What are you going to do?" Assuming that what I did was right!I have witnessed my father's bad luck since I was a child, and I am particularly sensitive to success or failure.God is stingy, the blessings of all living beings are poor, and now I am in love with Q, it will consume my only blessing.After the final exam next year, I will give her all compensation.

I conscientiously maintained my luck, and became acquainted with her day by day, and spent the autumn and winter.In February, the students of the American school had a winter vacation and opened a pre-examination class for 20 consecutive days. I continued to participate and made the final sprint. At the end of the winter vacation class, in order to encourage the candidates' enthusiasm for the exam, the school distributed six black leather sketchbooks as rewards to outstanding students just like last year.God rewards hard work, I won this time. Everything is running on the established track, and I will definitely pass the exam.The night I got the sketchbook, I rode my bike to Q's window, wanting to see her light blue curtains, and then I left.

But the lights in her room were dark, and I had a bad feeling, so I sat on the grass until dawn. Her curtains looked dirty in the morning light, not only dust, but also large and small dirt, as if soup and rice had been sprinkled on it. There was no one in her house, and an old lady who came home early told me that the girl was mentally ill, and she screamed and made noises for several days. In order to avoid disturbing the people, her parents accompanied her to live in the countryside. I immediately went upstairs and knocked on the door of her neighbor.I didn’t even know the specific place where I was recuperating. One family said: “Her father is a person with a strong sense of organization. Ask?" I followed, it was a triplex building, the central building was flat to the south, the gate was high and wide, and two door lights were lit during the day, and the left and right buildings pointed diagonally to the southeast and southwest respectively.The building as a whole looks like a bat with a big mouth and spread wings.

The leader of Q's father is four or five years younger than Q's father, and has a mole on his left eyelid. Perhaps it is this weight that prevents him from looking people straight.He lowered his head and murmured as if he had done something wrong: "I am very open-minded and respect my personal life. I have told him many times that I don't listen to your family affairs, but he still reported everything, which made me It's very annoying. But this time, he asked for leave because of his daughter, but what happened to his daughter? No matter how I asked him, he didn't say anything—it's too abnormal." He sneaked a glance at me and was stunned for a while. , I raised my whole face, surprised that I was a high school student.He asked: "The gate guard informed me that someone from the American school came to inquire. Are you not a school teacher?" I said that I was his daughter's classmate, and he looked unhappy: "You have a letter of introduction from the American school and come back again." , We are unit-to-unit, and we do not entertain individuals.” When I left the leader’s office, I ran into Q’s neighbor walking towards me with a report.

He asked me about my situation and said: "Her father relies on the organization for everything, and he must take the unit's car to go to the countryside. I will help you go to the car team and ask." I waited for him outside the building for half an hour, and he handed over a paper to me.I said, "You are really a good man." He smiled and waved his hands, and walked back to the door of the building. After reversing the bus twice and taking a section of the walking tractor transporting vegetables, I found the Q family.They rented a small courtyard from a local farmer. Q's mother and Q's eyebrows and eyes are very similar, but her teeth are very big and fill her mouth. This alone makes her and her daughter very different.She boils water and cooks like nothing else, often grinning.

Q's father, on the other hand, was visibly haggard, holding a shovel left by the farmer in the yard in a daze. The shovel handle was a big thick stick.He asked how I found it, and I said thanks to a kind person.He asked about the man's appearance and said, "Small man." He told me that an institution is different from a factory. Workers swear at each other directly. Help you with a series of little things. Q's crying when he was ill was not loud enough to disturb the residents, but this neighbor took the lead in protesting, so that the whole unit knew that his daughter was crazy.He became a talking point in the organization, and he was in a mess.

I asked why Q was not sent to the hospital. He said that his wife was a nurse and knew that there were precedents of patients being beaten in mental hospitals. Although it was an isolated phenomenon, he was still reluctant to go to Q.Because Q is depression, not schizophrenia, as long as you change the environment to rest and take medicine on time, you will get better in two or three months. As for Q's illness, Q's father said: "Never fight an individual against a group. This is a lesson." The struggle between Q and the young teacher who lifted her skirt ended in Q's overall victory.

But the victory of the individual is temporary, and the victory of the group is eternal.The young teacher belongs to an American school group, and the school punishes him, which hurts the school's face. According to the school's regulations, the first year of enrollment is a trial period, and as long as one of the grades fails, they will be expelled.In order for the school to find no reason to expel her, Q studied extremely hard, and she was always in the top of professional and cultural courses, but she made a mistake in her physical education class and failed in sprinting. She had a chance to make up the exam at the end of the semester. She went back to high school and asked the high school physical education teacher to train her in sprinting.After training for two weeks, it far exceeded the passing standard. The high school physical education teacher said: "You are very athletic, you should go to a sports school." But she couldn't beat her performance on the high school playground , still failing.

Both the exam and the make-up exam were run alone. Q found a student who passed and asked two people to run together. Due to the booing of the boys in the class, the physical education teacher of the American school reluctantly agreed, but she passed. Q won another victory, proudly told the matter to his parents, and was very emotional, but he dared not leave the house the next day, hid in the closet, and started crying and screaming five days later. Her condition is now under control and she sleeps eighteen hours a day due to the medication. I chatted with her father until dusk in the courtyard, and her mother said, "She's going to wake up, and it must be eight or nine o'clock in the evening." Q's father said to me, "Why don't you go back, or there will be no car." I I really want to see her, but I can't say it when I see a girl sleeping. When the village head's daughter-in-law went to the city to be hospitalized, she was taken care of by Q's mother, and the two were sisters. Q's father took advantage of his connections and sold a jeep that was eliminated by the army to the village commune. The price was cheap, so the family could hide here. When I left, the jeep took me to the station.The jeep drove more than ten meters in the village, and some farmers asked for a ride. In the end, there were eight people in the car, and two people stood on the pedals outside the door, holding the iron rod of the reflector. The jeep was driving fast, and I was afraid that the two people outside the door would be thrown off, but they were all smiling, as if the wind had blown them very comfortably.The reason why eight people can sit in the car is because four people are sitting on the laps of four other people, and a child is also sitting in the driver's arms. A thin old man sat on my lap. He smelled of sweat, smoke and earth.He likes to talk to me very much, asking: "Are you from the city?" Me: "Yeah." He: "Are you twenty?" giggling. He asked the above question again every two or three minutes, and then laughed again.Later, I couldn't take it any longer, and I took the initiative to talk to him: "My fellow, how is life? Are you okay?" Unexpectedly, he was stunned and never spoke again. A week later, I went to see Q again.She is relatively calm, just does not go out of the house. Q's father said to me in the courtyard: "One of your high school classmates also came to see her." I walked in and saw that it was K. He lost his blade-like eyes, and his eyes were opened in a daze, and it seemed that it was difficult to close them again. The whole portrait of Q was covered with layers of rust, which covered the original brightness. When I entered the door, I thought it was her mother sitting there.They were sitting side by side on the edge of the kang, eating melon seeds. I asked: "I heard that you have been admitted to Forestry University?" K shook his head, as if unwilling to mention it. As soon as he stretched out his hand to me, I stretched out my hand too, and the two of them froze. Since the Cherry Valley contest, we have been extremely sensitive to each other. His fingers splayed into a palm, and I immediately punched. There was the sound of melon seeds being scattered on the ground. My fist rested on his chest, and when I slowly retracted, I felt his palm move away from my ribs. I took two steps back, and he squatted down, picking up the melon seeds on the ground. He stretched out his hand just now to hand me the melon seeds, and opened his fingers to show me the melon seeds in his palm, which shows that he misunderstood.He picked up the melon seeds, handed them to Q, and said, "Let's go." He brushed past me and left the room.He exchanged pleasantries with Q's father in the courtyard, and then fell silent. Q didn't respond to his walking, still bowed his head and ate sunflower seeds.I squatted down and looked up at her face. There was a concave line on her left and right cheeks, and the whole face was folded like someone made origami. There were a few pieces of melon seeds on her pants, and I tried to flick them off for her, but I stood up and walked out. I said goodbye to Q's father, and he said, "If you know that you two walk back and forth, I will call a jeep to take you two." Me: "I can always catch a tractor." There was no car on the road, and I walked for ten minutes , seeing K walking ahead. K also noticed me, and we walked one after the other, and we didn't talk to each other when we got to the station to wait for the train.Half an hour later, the bus came. There were five or six carpenters with saws and axes sitting in the car. They looked like they had just finished drinking and were chatting excitedly. Among them was a woman who must be the wife of a certain carpenter.She was holding the baby, sitting in K's back seat, sharing the same car window with K. Perhaps feeling bored, K opened the window for air, but the window pane slid back and caught the child's hand.The child cried loudly, and the carpenters became anxious, told the driver to stop, and dragged K under the car. The child's fingers were bleeding, K panicked, did not resist, and was pushed to the ground by several carpenters. The child's father was so emotional that he took out the ax from the carpenter's bag and insisted on chopping off K's hand. I was drenched in cold sweat in the car. Although I had fought with people, they were all one-on-one. I had never been beaten by a group, so I was really nervous.To make matters worse, I seemed to want to strike with the ax—a wicked thought that shamed me, but I couldn't get up from my chair anyway. Fortunately, the child's father was stopped by his gang, who shouted, "Just beat him up." Then, I saw K crouching on the ground with his head folded, and the gang kicked him around. After driving for more than ten minutes, the driver shouted, "Are you still going?" The carpenters got into the car, and K lay on the ground without moving.The driver shouted again: "It's not a problem to throw him here, you can carry him up." Two people went down and lifted K up. K was covered in mud, and the driver refused to let him sit in the seat. K sat on the ground, dripping a stream of nosebleeds, the driver shouted: "I still need my car!" K put his legs crossed in front of him, letting the nosebleeds drip onto his pants. A carpenter couldn't see it, and said, "Brother, have you ever fought? You can't do this, you have to hold your head up." The carpenter asked the carpenter who had cigarettes for two filter-tip cigarettes, broke off the butts, and took them out. The sponge roll inside was handed to K, and said: "Stuffing the nostrils can stop the bleeding." K did as he did, and asked, "Is the child's hand not broken? Has the bleeding stopped?" The child's father said, "Don't think about it." There are too many, when we hit you, we will put 'Li De powder' on it. We are carpenters, and we are easy to break our hands and feet, so we always carry medicine with us. Would you like some?" K waved his hands and shook his head, resolutely not , Later, the carpenters painted him a little bit.Litex powder is made by farmers themselves, and it needs to be buried in the soil for a month after it is processed.A carpenter said: "With the rustic spirit, it is more effective to stop bleeding and remove silt. Human beings, like melons, fruits and vegetables, first grow out of the ground, and they have three parts of earthy nature. Let me ask you a question: If you drink water in the village, I swallowed the young leech seeds by mistake and started acting up in my stomach, what do you think should I do?" K was embarrassed, all the carpenters laughed, and finally the child's father said: "Use two liters of sheep's blood, mixed with lard After drinking it, it will be excreted." K: "That's how it is, gaining knowledge." The child's father: "Let me ask you again, the sheep is bloody, and the pig is greasy. How can ordinary people bear it if they drink two liters in a row? What should I do?" K replied But the child’s father said excitedly: “Actually, there is a cheap way: use the mud from the field to fill the water, drink a liter and then drain it!” Along the way, they told K a lot about life in the countryside. I listened to the secret with great interest, but K just gave two perfunctory "hmm". After entering the city, the carpenters got out of the car and walked forward in a huddle. K jumped out of the car and chased among them. I saw this group of people blooming like flower buds, except for the woman holding the child, all of them fell to the ground. K turned and glanced at me, then stepped onto the crosswalk. His eyes narrowed. I could see him kicking each carpenter's knee very lightly.The carpenters stood up immediately, but watched him cross the road, and did not dare to chase him.Someone said aggrievedly: "We chatted all the way, and thought we became friends."