Shen Congwen The bell was jingling, and all the colleagues who were working at their desks with their heads down turned their thoughts to the steamed buns for lunch because of the bell.As for me, I don't have steamed buns, and I don't have any food that can fascinate me.There are delicious things in restaurants, but they are not for me.Go in boldly.It's not a big deal to go in, you don't need to be brave, but how do you get out after you go in?Borrowing a hand, or saying "Dude, bring me another plate of spicy meat diced meat, hurry up! Let me buy some apples to drink with", so I slipped out and hurried away, as long as later Don't go this way again.But when you said "buy a few apples" and wanted to get away, that clever guy saw through your plan and followed you out quietly. Under his ghostly eyes, so what? Who can run?

Don't take any chances. So, he walked out of the office in a daze, out of the Yamen, and jumped into the foreign car that had been hired and was waiting outside the door. To him, it was indeed as vague as a dream!Yamen is only open today.He felt that today's yamen seemed to be two different from yesterday's yamen, with a plaque hung in front of the vertical door as clearly as the sky.The conveyancer who introduced him to the director yesterday, he didn't look bad at him anymore; the gentlemen who sneered under the window yesterday, when he leaned over the office desk for the first time today, they were amiable and amiable. He wanted to come and hand him a cup of hot tea respectfully. ...It seems that they are all different, and they all seem to be kind to him immediately, and he searched for a long time yesterday but couldn't find a friendly face.

Only the four corners of the table were nailed with brass round thumbtacks, and the water-red absorbent paper on the table was crawled snugly to the place that made him dare to affirm that the place he visited yesterday was the place of today.Yesterday the paper was so stained with ink, it climbed onto the table, as if talking, little thing, you are here!Well, welcome welcome.There aren't many things going on here, and there are plenty of days for us to chat and date... It's still the same today, blushing to express our sincerity of welcome.But when he leaned over it to inspect it, there were three small spots of ink on the blotting paper. I don't know who fed these inks to it when he went out yesterday.Ha ha!My friend, why are you not as clean as yesterday?Hehe, little thing, my job is like this. Although I am unhappy, there is nothing I can do. Besides, these villains nailed my limbs to the table, making me unable to move.They feed me ink, how can I refuse?

Little things, this is life!I was only destined to eat ink, so after you saw me, I was fed some ink again!Do these have sour ink I'm happy to eat it but can't.Just like you, when your boss came into the room just now, it is natural to use his position to hang your buttocks on the bench.I'm helpless like you. The blotting paper had been talking to him for too long, so on this first day at the Yamen, he couldn't find time to mingle with his colleagues in the office. The car and him, being dragged by the middle-aged driver, bumped and bumped on the uneven gravel road near the back door.

At this time, the whole city of Beijing was under the scorching sun.The people who were walking all felt uncomfortable as if they were waddling.Mr. Police, he was forced to hide in a wooden cage because of the sun, but the sun was not compatible, so he rushed in again.It was obvious that they had nothing to hide, so they came out bravely, knocking on the steel rails of the tramway with the command knives hanging from their belts, yelling indiscriminately.He often thought that he was the most boring person in the world, but now that he met this policeman, he realized that this person was even more boring than himself.

"Why are you busy? You can still make it later—you have something urgent, so you want to get it quickly, right?" He felt that it was unreasonable for the driver to run so desperately just to get two dongs of money. "Sir, give me two extra bucks, I'll run faster." The driver obviously misunderstood the meaning, thinking that the driver thought he was too slow, so he proposed conditions. For this error aroused his abhorrence. "Hey, you can gasp for exhaustion for two bucks, then twenty bucks can exchange you for a catty of meat and a bowl of blood! ..." But he said: It doesn't matter if you slow down, left and right are passing away, on the rickshaw, Beihai, apartment, the same half a day is wasted.

"Sir, go to Beihai, there is a boat to take, and the coin is ten cents." Probably the coachman had heard what the seat said, and took a moment out of his breath to say. Maybe the coachmen have the same temper, especially those in Beijing, they are naturally chatty, and they can talk.Occasionally, the pertinence of their conversation can make you jump in the car seat.Some of the coachmen I met, if he was wearing a uniform at that time, and he was talking wildly from the podium, I would unconditionally admit that he is a representative who can speak. I have seen many scholars who can only stutter like that. I have heard scholars who talk about saving the country that they must understand the interrelationship of the five elements, water and fire, understand the meridians, and avoid talking about revolution.In today's China, there are too many scholars, which may be an important reason for its weakness!

"Have a boat, it's not expensive—have you ever been on a boat?" "No, no, we don't have the strength to go in! Haha, ten cents, twenty-two coins, and there are only eighteen coins from Jiaodaokou Lashasha'er Building, good guy, ten cents to cross the ferry!" "Then you grew up in Beijing and never even saw a boat?" "No, no, I personally took a foreign boat last year to Tianjin and sent my master to Tianjin. It was when I pulled a monthly cart for him .His surname is Song, and he is a counselor of the Ministry of Justice." He still managed to speak out of his breath.The past life made him feel comfortable recalling it, and when he talked about Tianjin, he seemed to want to laugh for a while.

"Hey! That foreign ship is not big! It has three floors as tall as Shinsekai, good guy! The third floor, the fourth floor—no, sir, whether it was the third floor or the fourth floor, I can't remember now. ... That anchor, the iron anchor on the bow, is pitch-black, probably weighs five or six thousand catties, good guy! " He was not sure how many floors the foreign ship he had seen had. He was afraid that Che Zuo would not believe what he said, so he brought out a large black anchor to prove it. However, the weight of this anchor was difficult to estimate, so he finally stopped He made a sound, and ran on his way silently.

"It's not necessarily true. It's probably three or four floors—even five or six floors. Smaller ones have only one floor; the smaller ones are like ordinary white houses without buildings. It's not that rare for houses in Beijing to have buildings. Is it?" This remark stirred up the talkative chatterbox again, and it was necessary to take a breath to deal with it again. "That's right! In the small river past the Japanese Concession in Tianjin—I saw it on the iron bridge—there are rows of small boats moored in rows. They are said to be called foreign boats. They are so small that they are no different from cars, and they can move around. The time is also very fast, just like the horn of a car, the smoke is coming out from the tail, and the smoke is dragged in a line on the water... Is it more expensive than a car, sir?"

"have no idea." "Foreigners are so ruthless, our Chinese man-made machines can never catch up with others,...they make machines and ship them to China to earn our money, so they are rich and powerful..." As long as you and I love to listen to it, chatting with the driver, it may take three days Three nights, even if he thinks about it, he won't be able to finish it!But then something was about to gag him.Because he ran hard enough to pass the section of road where a dung truck had just passed by, he only used his mouth to catch his breath. He began to pay attention to everything that passed by on the road. Woman, woman, woman, as soon as he came out, he encountered these enemies, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw these ghosts. At the same time take a small piece of his heart. "Hehe, what's the matter? I'm so boring! I'm so sick! My soul really needs to be healed! What I want to heal is the soul, which is as fragile as water glass, like a broken glass. Soap bubbles, where can I find my doctor? Oh, doctor! I am so ill that I should no longer speak of healing! ..." The handkerchief covered his eyes again, and there was a kind of disappointment and sadness that could not be caught by youth strangling his heart. This is a new one to replace the silk handkerchief stained by nosebleeds yesterday, with a blue border and small empty flowers.When the towel was taken from his friend, the friend's wish was: Brother Shouzhi, use this towel and return it to me with a full bag of joy.At that time, I thought that even though the older child was an older child, when I went to his house tomorrow, I would buy twenty big apples for him. Perhaps apples contained the meaning of joy.Return it to him tomorrow just like this, and tell him that he is happy that a lot has been stained on this towel. A Purple Dream】August 5, 1925