Chapter 56 11. My Spring Garden ①

① The original title was "Remembering Trivia in the Spring Garden". Before I arrived in the west of Zhejiang, it was still the time when it was cold and warm, and when the Tianmu came back, the garden was already full of spring.On the fence steps, there are traces of spring, and under the eaves in front of the window, there is the gentleness of spring. Waking up from Liang Dong, it was almost unrecognizable.Therefore, although I have not seen the coming of spring, I already know that spring has arrived in the garden.On a few roses, there is a kind of aphid, which is as green as young leaves, and it occupies the branches, beating from time to time.The earthworms in the ground are also digging up the garden soil, rolling out piles of small mud mounds.Even some poplar branches that have been felled and cut into small pieces one or two feet long and piled up in the corner are surprised by the fact that green leaves have been added out of the sky after the rain.A few more weeks have passed in a trance, and on sunny days, the shadows of leaves on the ground can already be seen fluctuating in the sunlight.This is a wonder that has not been seen for a long time, and it is also the season when "the country is broken and the mountains and rivers are there, and the city is full of spring and trees".

But the characters in the garden are in another general situation.Both people and animals feel that spring is annoying and uncomfortable.I don't know if this is the so-called melancholy that hurts the spring, but I can't think of any other term.Spring colors are indeed annoying.I know this is a little unreasonable.But if I were a shepherd boy in the country, I would not be puzzled, or the whole family, master and servant, could ride on the back of the cow to herd the cow, and I would not be irritable.But we live in a city, and cities are always worrying.I think the word "sorrow" is always not very good, or the so-called "spring malaria" in the West, which expresses the troubles and uneasiness of the human heart, is more similar.This anxiety is the same from humans to animals, including my dog ​​Ah Za.I am not very good, because I just came back from Huizhou after being cured of "spring malaria", but I once praised the scenery of Tunxi in front of the cook.The cook is from Huizhou. Chun Lai touched his hometown, and he heard my praises. But in fact, he has to carry vegetable baskets, chop radishes, and wash dishes every day. How can he not hurt Chun a little? mean?My servant, Ah Jing, is a strong Jiangbei villager. He wipes the floor, wipes the chairs and tables, sends mail, and pours tea every day, so he is not at ease.In addition, there is Zhou Ma, the wife of the cook—— Zhou Ma is a very well-behaved and hardworking woman. She washes and irons clothes all day long. She is humble, and when she smiles, it is the innocent smile of a country girl, without the coquettishness of a city woman—she has all the virtues of a traditional Chinese woman.Only she is not puzzled or irritable, because she has the heart of Chinese people who are content and always happy. Since she is in a small garden house, the leaves are so green, the trees are so dense, and the wind is so cool, she is already very content.But I'm always a little upset.Her man used to gamble with her wages, and beat her until her face was purple. Later, everyone persuaded him, and I established a "family law", so that I dare not be so arrogant again.He always refused to take her out, so Zhou's mother always lived at home all year round.

But I'm talking about "spring malaria".The young cook was a little impatient, and the side dishes were getting worse and worse. After dinner, the cups and plates were handed over to Mother Zhou to wash, so he could go out quietly early in the morning.What's even more strange is that one day, Ah Jing suddenly came to ask for a half-day leave.This came as a surprise to me.Ah Jing never asks for leave.I promised him to take one day off every month, but he never took leave.But on this day, he said, "Someone from the countryside has come to discuss important matters."I know he is also infected with "spring malaria".I said, "You go! But don't discuss any important matters with your fellow countrymen. It's better to go to Dashijie or Xinshijie for a while, or stand on Huangpu Beach and watch the river." I grinned, Ah Jing Maybe I understand in my heart that I understand what he means.

When Ah Jing was traveling abroad on leave, there were other people who often visited my house on leave.This is a child from a certain bookstore delivering letters.This kid hasn't been here for a long time, because he delivers manuscripts and letters every day, and has changed to an adult.Now it seems that the child must come, even if there is no manuscript, he must come and go, or pass a word, or give a magazine.I understood that he lived on Yangshupu Street, and all he saw were roof tiles, walls, plaster, trash cans, cement, and no green leaves around.Yes, green leaves sometimes grow from cracks in rocks, but never from cracks in cement.In today's world, there is no general practice of sending small shop assistants to offer incense or visit graves.So he insisted on coming to my side, and when he came, he lingered again, because spring was already in my garden, even though it was a small garden.Naturally, he didn't come to Xingchun, he just came to "deliver a letter".

Besides people, animals are also suffering from spring malaria. My dog ​​Ah Za has always been a celibate. If he lives at home on weekdays, he would feel quite at ease.I will never let him go out, because he does not have a dog collar attached to the Ministry of Industry and Technology, and I am not good at learning Westerners to take him for a ride, and I think it is unsightly.But not now, my garden is too small, indeed too small; no matter how many bones there are, he is still dissatisfied.I understand: he wants a her, no matter if she is fat or thin, as long as it is her.But this stumps me.So he is also worried.

Not only that, the pigeons on the hut also performed a scene of tragedy.Originally, when we rented this house, there were seven or eight pigeons in the house, which were left by the previous tenants.Now there is only a young couple left, building their happy little family on the hut.They originally planned to have a son and a daughter to raise a small family, but it was always unsuccessful.Because the pigeon was born in the past ten days, he learned to fly before he learned to walk, so he often fell to his death.The look of the young couple resting on the opposite eaves and blinking in mourning is really uncomfortable.This time it seems to be different, there is hope of success.Because the little pigeon has grown to weigh half a catty, and it will run out of the window to look around the huge world, and it has already flapped its wings a few times.But one day Ah Jing suddenly yelled, "Little Pigeon is dead!" which made the whole family come out to ask questions.How did this little pigeon die?Ah Jing saw him roll to the ground and die with his own eyes.This murder case would not have been solved by me unless I used some of Holmes' skills.

I went up to touch the food pouch under the dead pigeon's neck.His food sac was always full before, but now it was empty.There are still two pigeon eggs on the nest.The hen sits in the nest and broods again. "Have you seen that male lately?" I questioned. "I've been gone for several days," A Jing said. "When was the last time you saw it?" "Saw it last Wednesday." "Oh!" I nodded. "Did you see the hen come out to feed?" "The hens don't come out much." "No!" I said. I decided it was a case of abandonment of my wife.It is "spring malaria" that causes trouble.There is no doubt that the pigeon died of starvation.Since the hens are incubating, they cannot leave the nest for food. "Hasukiro!" I sighed.

Now the husband has fled, the child has died, and the hen is not in the mood to hatch.This little family is broken.The hen rested alone on the opposite eaves for a while, looking forward to her happy little family before, then ignoring the eggs in the nest, took off and disappeared.I think she will never believe the male pigeon's words again.