Chapter 13 Go to Miaozi Yufeng's house to collect debts

Miaozi Yufeng's brother and sister-in-law are going to hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition in Hong Kong, and I volunteered to write an article.This is no joke.As the day draws near, except for the German landscape painted by Yu Feng, I have never seen almost all the works in the so-called "painting exhibition". I never do anything like painting, which ends badly.I will not be fooled by others, nor will I be fooled by others. There is no need to praise a good friend's calligraphy and painting in front of a good friend, just like facing yourself when you have breakfast every morning (fake

set) wife said: "Damn, you are so beautiful, you are like a fairy!" You must be scolded! Boring! Stupid! To my wife, thank you from the bottom of my heart, and have an eternal admiration like first love.From looking at her back when you were young to when you are old, she is half of you two.Wrinkles around beautiful brows and frost-stained temples are the clear mirror of your life.When suffering comes, no matter how far apart you are, the heartbeats of both of you are synchronized and resonate... Thinking of this, life is worth singing! The relationship between husband and wife is like an orchid, fragrant and timeless; as for friends, it is brighter and more splendid.The life of husband and wife is like a sweet and lively beehive, or like a quiet stream in the forest; as for friends, it is the earth, the whole world...

Friendship is the extension of love. Time flies, and most of my life has passed with almost a "sickness!"It's a pity! Good friends always feel that time is not enough when we are together.It is one thing that a person should strive to create, but it is another thing when he realizes that he should immediately strive to create.Especially not angry that a few bastards wasted everyone's time! - suddenly old together! The pain is really overwhelming. Miao Zi and Yu Feng's brother and sister-in-law are an elegant and open-minded couple. Can you imagine that they are people who have survived the sea of ​​​​blood and endless disasters? They just laugh at the misery, injustice, and humiliation.So free and easy, so take it for granted - entering the abyss of death and climbing out of the abyss of death, it is like taking a brisk tour with beautiful scenery, but the spirit is light, it is incredible.

I have been in contact with Miaozi Yufeng for more than forty years. I just want to talk about these little things.In the screening of decades of huge historical ups and downs, the emotional activities of the "stinky old nine" who are as small as ants are "together with each other". Around 1946, 1947, I was just a dutiful, honest kid in his early twenties.Life in Shanghai is like a big wave washing away the sand, and I am just a grain of fine sand that is tossed and tossed by the waves from time to time.Suddenly, I received a brush letter from the elegant and handsome Miaozi Yufeng.Letter, full of sincerity, the first friendship is like the first honey, rich and heartfelt (unfortunately it was lost during the "Cultural Revolution"), to the effect that listening to friends tell me about my life in Shanghai moved them both; seeing my woodcut , to make them appreciate (this means, so far I still doubt whether my self-esteem has been harassed! I am not so good).They were willing to buy a few woodcuts of my choice and set a price for them, and they sent the money for the paintings from Nanjing.

I never think that I am smart and do better than others, I am just diligent.For example, at that time I knew that Zhao Cong (Zhao Yannian), who was the same age as me, was much better at woodcarving than me.Not to mention the older generation of painters.I just feel that the engraving is serious and happy.Life and work are too tiring and hard, if there is a little remuneration or regular income, life will be a little looser. After receiving the letter, I would like to express my deep gratitude to these two admirers who I have admired for a long time but have never met in person, and I have also conceived many beautiful funeral affairs for the large sum of money I will receive.

It's been a long time since the money was sent, "Looking at the clouds in the severe drought!" So it became popular. The fire can't be too hot.The sincerity is beyond doubt.After reading it dozens of times, I realized that it would be inappropriate to even write a letter to ask for it. Brother Xi, who lives with me, has an opinion: "How is this possible? These two people have a very good reputation. They are officials of the Ministry of Finance. He even takes care of printing money. He cares about your little money. I'm afraid I'm too busy to forget..."

"He forgot, but he tricked me..." "You have to wait. This is demeanor." Brother Xiyu said. "Demeanor! Ha!" I was so angry that I lay down on the broken bed. A good idea, I will go to Nanjing to "collect the bill". When I went to Nanjing to stay at Brother Wang Qi’s house, he enthusiastically took me to find Miao Zi and Yu Feng early in the morning. After entering the door, there is an aisle, and the living room is on the right and down two steps. There are paintings by Zhang Daqian, Pang Xunyu, and Ye Qianyu hanging there! A man and a woman are sitting on the big sofa, the man is Jin Shan, and the woman is Zhang Ruifang.

The four of them sat and waited stupidly, without saying anything.The living room was extremely quiet, as if Jin Shan, who was sitting opposite, ate something and his stomach was growling. Yu Feng came downstairs from the left side of the corridor, wearing a blue satin pajamas.This big beauty is very airy.I explained my purpose, Yu Feng said: "...Ah! I thought I sent it to you earlier, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Talked about some nonsense that everyone didn't take seriously.Always cold.Let's drink that refreshing cup of tea together... The money is in hand, a big wad.time to go.Yu Feng suddenly found me:

"Ah! You are Huang Yongyu, alas! I remembered, yes! We wrote to you, and the woodcut was received, wonderful! Alas! Yes, we should pay you for the painting!  … The Secretary of the British Council Te, you are very familiar with his wife, and He Deli, yes! Yes!..." It seems that the money just paid was to the coal shop owner.I really want to laugh out loud in another place. So it started again, the climax was set off, the car sounded, and Miao Zi went home. The seedlings are so short.Yes, both Yuan Shikai and Napoleon are short, but he is more emotionally involved than the latter two.Because it was a hasty first meeting, and they had something to talk about with the Jinshan couple, they broke up.

In Hong Kong in 1949, Yu Feng and Miao Zi met each other. At that time, personal emotions almost overwhelmed the great joy of national liberation.After that, I met several times: for example, I met with Xinbo, Huang Mao, Bingxiong and others.Yu Feng and Miaozi always treat guests. This is a "hard knock" based on traditional impressions. Maybe everyone naively thinks that they swept a Kuomintang bank.At that time, I urgently needed one hundred Hong Kong dollars to buy a good whetstone for sharpening wood and carving knives. Every time I saw him in a hurry, it was always difficult to speak. Finally, I looked at the whetstone and ran away.The couple went to Beijing.

I did not leave Hong Kong until 1953. Things develop from general to special, and so do emotional interactions.Back in Beijing, after more than 30 years, I really got to know Miaozi Yufeng and his wife.With these two friends, the emotional splendor of my life has been admirable. We appreciate each other in mutual trust, and there are no common values.There is a book, a good tune, a funny joke, news about a bad person, a piece of good luck, some delicious food, some injustice, and a self-satisfied picture, a self-satisfied poem, and even A good couplet made by others... Miaozi Yufeng was the first thing that came to mind, and told them quickly; or go to their place; or invite them to come here. Do people in the world realize that the weak also have something to boast about? That is "being in love with each other".The longing of a friend and a few words of understanding are enough to face hardships and death with a smile. Uncle Shen Congwen, such a gentle old man, rarely passed me on the street during the turmoil of the "Cultural Revolution", and said a word to me in less than five seconds: "The thing is really coming! You have to deal with it calmly! Alas!"