Chapter 3 page three

There are many harmonious families, and there are a lot of written materials.Picking and picking, I can't pick anything worth reporting. University professor Wu Jianhua and his wife have been married for 40 years. They are as loving as ever. They help each other in career and take care of each other in life. They are known as "the model couple of ×× University." boring. "Comrade Tian Dazhong, deputy director of the Political Department of a certain PLA, has a higher position and changed his status. He is loyal to his wife who is still working as a farmer. Over the past few years, he has helped his wife learn culture through letters and established a solid family rear. He was rated as a five-good family. .”

No energy. "A good actress on stage, but a good wife at home. Famous drama actress Guo Lili manages the family diligently and frugally, shoulders heavy burdens of housework, supports her husband in tackling cutting-edge scientific research projects, and is rated as a model family." Boring, boring. Alas, China is so big and there are so many families, why can't I find one worth writing about? What's so strange about that!These are dead materials, compiled by people according to a certain propaganda caliber.No matter how flesh-and-blood, sentimental and reasonable people are, they can be written to death.Can the steamed buns chewed by others have a fragrance?

Find it yourself!Find an ordinary family that is unknown.Only when it is ordinary can it be real, and because it is real, it is moving. "I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was in a dimly lit place." Ah, after searching for a long time, I saw such a family in such a place... "This is Liu Shuhuai's house I was talking about." Director Pang of the street neighborhood committee led Fang Fang into a large courtyard and through a small door in the West Room.With the authority and familiarity of the director of the neighborhood committee, she didn't have to knock on the door.Within the scope of jurisdiction, the adults and children of any family are like relatives of the old lady who has not given five clothes.

In accordance with the requirements of modern news gathering methods, Fang Fang has already set a long-term perspective and established this social life observation post, or information feedback point.Half a year ago, I hooked up with this old lady with free feet and contacted the hotline.Guan Yue came every ten days to dig some information from the old lady.The old lady has a full picture of the situation, and she knows all the opinions of the neighbors on prices, housing, municipal construction, weddings and funerals, and unhealthy trends.Don't underestimate a 60-year-old woman who is responsible for several bureaus of the city government.

This time it is up to the director to provide clues and lead the way. "Fenglan, you're in the house!" The director called after entering the door, which was regarded as a greeting. A middle-aged woman hurried in from the small kitchen outside the door.She is plain and indifferent, and she doesn't leave any impression on people.This is exactly the image in Fang Fang's mind. "This is reporter Fang from the newspaper office. He came to interview your family and publish a newspaper for your family." The hostess moved her hands around her round and fat waist, not knowing where to put them.I have lived for more than 30 years and have never seen a reporter, nor have I ever dreamed of being in a newspaper.

"Director, did you go to the wrong door? We haven't had any good people or bad things in our family. Deng, what are you doing?" "Hey, Fenglan, don't be afraid, don't be nervous, you are quite open-minded! Comrade Fang is very easy-going, and he has interviewed me several times. She asked me for a long time, who is beautiful and has a good life Well, it’s an ordinary family again. They want to carry out the major issues of spiritual civilization, the spirit of the central government. You learned it in the factory, and you don’t need me to tell you. Civilization means living a good life, don’t fight, don’t fight. Angry, don’t go to the house to demolish the tiles every three days, and the house is in chaos. I thought, it’s not a good thing to be honorable to ask the newspaper to publicize our film, and it also cooperates with the work of our neighborhood committee. Well, I made a decision. I agreed and came here. I can assure Comrade Fang, and you, don’t worry, I hear you! Comrade Fang, sit, look, why are you standing?"

Following the direction of the director's chubby fingers, Fang Fang found a simple sofa beside the pile of boxes, cardboard boxes and other sundries beside the bed.The sofa is very old, covered with a very old bath towel whose color is difficult to determine.There is a layer of oil stains on the upper part that is often in contact with the head, which is shiny.The wooden handrails were covered with dust.Beijing has a lot of wind and soil, so we don't need to wipe a layer of soil.It is estimated that this thick layer of soil did not fall in half a month and ten days.Fang Fang was wearing a white jacket and a pair of beige tights, which happened to be clean.She had to sit sideways, avoiding the sofa.

The hostess didn't know what to do after pouring two cups of tea.She stood there in a daze, as if dreaming. "Hey, you sit down too, what are you doing standing?" The director of the neighborhood committee had already sat down on a black wooden armchair, giving orders like a daughter-in-law, so kind. "Comrade Fang, drink some water!" Feng Lan accosted and sat down on the edge of the bed, like a daughter-in-law who has no idea. "The situation in this area is under the control of the neighborhood committee! After all the calculations, it's your family. Fenglan, don't be embarrassed, tell me, is this true? Your family's old Liu has a good heart, treats people kindly, and speaks kindly. He is friendly, not picky about clothes or food. He wants what he wants. It is rare for a man of this age to be so easy to serve! Isn’t it? Feng Lan! Your family’s account is like a mirror. Comrade Fang, Feng Lan The Lan people are really good. The factory in the suburbs is far away. She saw that she left early and returned late, and even brought a child to work. It was difficult for her to leave in the dark before the child was weaned a few years ago. It was so difficult. I didn't hear him and his wife fight and make peace. Fenglan, don't, don't worry, talk more..."

"Comrade Fang, you drink water!" Feng Lan would say this. Fang Fang raised her hand and took the teacup from the corner of the box.Immediately, my fingers felt sticky and sticky.Looking down, there is a suspicious tea stain around the rim of the cup, which was not left in a day and a half.There is a pile of tea powder at the bottom of the cup, and a layer of foam rises on the surface of the water, like crab vomit.She was blowing the yellow-white foam with her thin lips, and she had decided in her heart not to drink what was in the cup. "...To be honest, no one can compare to you. The couple from the Ma family in your backyard don't beat you to death several times a month. That woman always suspects that her man has ulterior motives. What's the matter? The half-old man is black and dark, who can see it! The previous fight was wicked, you didn't see it, several big men couldn't get away. This is called living? The injustice of the previous life!"

Fang Fang listened with her ears, but her eyes were not idle.Modern news interviews emphasize vision and place sight above hearing.This double wooden bed is very old, and there seems to be a piece of wood attached to the wall inside. It is larger than the bed, smaller than the kang, like a bed but not a bed, like a kang but not a kang. It must be an adult and a child sharing the bed.The bed sheet was joined by two strips of cloth, the color had faded long ago, and it was only vaguely discernible that it used to be red and green.The quilts of the three beds were of different textures and colors, and the yellow brocade quilt on the top had lost its former brilliance and splendor, only glowing with white light.The quilt is folded into strips, and pillows of different sizes are placed on it.Pillows were covered with pillow covers.The reporter's observation should be careful, there is also a layer of oil on the pillow, which is similar to the oil on the sofa towel.

"...Alas! I looked at Yexuan at Xiaotian's house in Dongkua courtyard. The children are two or three years old, and they are still arguing endlessly. The little daughter-in-law has been living in her mother's house for half a year. She left a man at home and can't eat or drink. No, she can bear it if she enters the door with a cold pot and a cold stove? Isn’t it just a day college, and it’s not much higher! This makes her look down on her own man. Rien, couples in a hundred days are deeper than the sea. Tonight, this young man is hopeless! I am so angry that I often say that the government is busy after three days and two days?..." The director has a piece of family in his heart.Every family has a book that is difficult to recite, Director Pang knows every book, and the files are all in her stomach.When you meet a reporter, you have to explain the situation well.Look at how thoughtful the reporter is, and still holding a small book. The reporter's eyes were busy.There are two mirror frames above the headboard.One is full of certificates of "Five Good Families", and the other is crookedly packed with small photos.There was one that seemed to be a wedding photo, but unfortunately it was blocked and I couldn't see it clearly.The walls in the house are black and yellow, it seems that it has not been painted for a while.There was dust on the window sill, two empty beer bottles, and a fake Tang Sancai Pegasus with its hooves on the dust.What surprised Fang Fang the most was an old enamel spittoon on the windowsill.How did it get there? "Living at home is just the way it is. It's okay to be serious! A young man went to the neighborhood committee to make a fuss a while ago, and he had to get a divorce. When I asked, we were only married for six months and three days. They said there was no common language, and the relationship could not be communicated. I was so angry that I didn't have any good words, I said, you are only twenty-five, will you still be married after you leave? You still have to find a woman, don't you? Just let it go, what are you messing about! Comrade Fang, don't be happy, work at the grassroots level It's difficult, and if you can't grasp it well, you can make something happen. These days, people's hearts are alive, and usually you don't even know the shadow, and things will make a big fuss. The old Wang's family in No. 3 courtyard, I didn't hear their family make peace Ah, it's all right in front of people, and suddenly that woman drank di diwei..." The old lady's chatter was so intense that it was unstoppable.Fang Fang had to listen obediently, unable to grab the conversation.The hostess seemed uneasy. She probably wanted to straighten out the relationship, so she interrupted the old lady: "Comrade Fang, drink water!" One sentence reminded the director.She was also thirsty, so she picked up the cup and drank happily. Fang Fang also felt that the opportunity was not lost, and it was her turn to speak. "Director Pang, you can do your work. I'll talk to Sister Zhang." "Okay, okay, you can talk, you can talk. If you have any questions, you can go to our neighborhood committee. I don't treat you as an outsider." Before leaving, the old lady added another sentence: "Feng Lan, Comrade Fang, I will leave it to you!" As soon as the door of the old lady's room was closed, there was no silence in the room, and the two of them were relatively silent.It is much more difficult for a woman to interview a woman than for a woman to interview a man. "Sister Zhang, tell me!" Cast a wide net and say anything.No restrictions, no constraints.Don't use the topic to frame people's thinking and engage in "induced" interviews. This is a taboo in interviews. Zhang Fenglan lacked on-the-spot experience and was unprepared. Facing this unexpected visitor and facing a boundless question, she couldn't say anything. "Say what comes to your mind, about your family." "Comrade Fang, drink some water." Fang Fang raised the cup, pretending to drink it as soon as he put it to his lips, then put it down and said: "Then let's talk about how you met and got married, shall we?" I have to ask for the next best thing.When the interviewee is not good at words, there is only some "guiding" to guide the other party to speak out.This is also taught in interviewing. This method really worked.Sitting opposite Zhang Fenglan, Huang Lala's face flushed suddenly, and a bright wave even flashed in her dry eyes.How did you meet and get married?Yes, how did you meet and get married?It's been a long, long, long time since anyone asked this question.When I was just married, people often asked such questions.Answers, giggles, excitement... Then, it passed, and it passed in the blink of an eye, and no one asked such questions again.It seemed that she was born to be Liu Shuhuai's wife, it was a matter of course, destiny, absolute truth. The years are merciless and come and go in a hurry.It took away the romance, the honeymoon, the love, and the beauty.New clothes become old clothes, new towels become tablecloths.Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea; giving birth, washing diapers, padded jackets, going to children's hospitals, and storing Chinese cabbage.Every family is like this, every year.This is marriage, this is family, this is life, ordinary and real. "Tell me, how did you meet?" "It's an old couple, why are you still talking about this?" "Tell me, if it's not a secret." "What's the secret! Isn't it his second aunt who made peace?" "Can you be more specific?" "..." "For example, where did you first meet?" "It's the first time we met, it seems to be at his second aunt's house." She smiled, "No, look at my memory, it's in the park." "Where is it?" "I really can't remember all of a sudden..." "Then think about it again." "Think about it, let me think about it... Well, the child is already eight years old, who still remembers those. Forgot, I can't remember." Really sorry!Such a crucial plot in my life was forgotten.Such people! "Okay, tell me when you think about it. Now, can you tell me what kind of impression he gave you when we met for the first time?" "It's the first time, I can't say it well. Anyway, I think it's okay!" "That is to say, I am still satisfied, but not too satisfied." "..." "Then tell me, what are you satisfied with and what are you dissatisfied with?" "Me? . . . Oh! I can't tell." Unknowingly, the interview fell into an "interrogation style".Either ask and answer, or ask without answering, it is difficult to gain anything. Fang Fang felt very tired. Zhang Fenglan felt that she owed her something. At this embarrassing moment when he couldn't ask any more questions and couldn't answer, Liu Shuhuai came home. Wearing an old Zhongshan uniform, he was pushing an old car with an old bag hanging on the handlebar, and he opened the door with the wheels of the wheel and walked in. "Old Liu, there are guests!" Zhang Fenglan hurriedly stood up. He looked up and saw Fang Fang sitting on the old sofa in the corner, nodded slightly, and pushed the car to a narrow area at the foot of the bed.There is a gap there, just to support the next car, as if it was designed like this when the house was built. Liu Shuhuai took his old bag from the handlebars, Fang Fang hurriedly stood up and introduced herself: "I'm a reporter from the newspaper and I want to interview your family." She didn't reach out, and neither did he. "Okay, let's talk!" He walked out with his bag. Zhang Fenglan stopped him: "Old Liu, don't leave, the reporter wants to talk to you!" Talk to him?Fang Fang didn't remember saying this.It was Zhang Fenglan who was eager to get wise, and felt that the only way to pass the test was to hold Lao Liu tightly. "Well, all right!" Liu Shuhuai put the bag in his hand on the spittoon on the window sill.The handbag is big and the mouth of the spittoon is small, so I have to lie on it. Fang Fang looked at this person: the clothes were outdated, and his face was gray and old.The eyes are large and lifeless, like two old dusty light bulbs.What an ordinary person.No wonder Zhang Fenglan couldn't tell why. She didn't want to repeat the questions she had just asked his wife.A man who has completely forgotten the place where his husband first met is a boring person, and a husband whose wife has completely forgotten the place where they first met must be an even more boring person.She didn't want to ask, she was disheartened. "Comrade Fang asked me just now, where was the first time we met?" "Oh?" He wiped his face with a big hand and asked his wife, "Where is it?" "I'm asking you!" He erased again and again, not knowing what to erase, he just said: "forget." let's go!It's time to end this extremely tasteless interview.Fang Fang stood up, politely with indifference: "It's getting late, I should go. I wanted to do some family research, just talk about..." The guests were about to leave, Zhang Fenglan was relieved.She got up to see off the guests, and also pushed Liu Shuhuai up. Fang Fang walked, looking too indifferent without saying a few words, and said: "I wanted to ask, how did your family live?" "I'll make do with it!" Zhang Fenglan answered quickly. "Yeah, let's make do with it!" Liu Shuhuai went on to say, women singing and husbands following. If it stops here, the guest leaves and the host returns, nothing will happen.Of course, this would be a failed interview.Every reporter encounters such failures in their interviewing career.Fang Fang will soon forget it. Liu Shuhuai also took what his wife said and said it casually.Sending off guests, you have to say something.There are words in the mouth, but there is nothing in the heart.There is nothing in my heart, so I speak casually.The next sentence he said was also unintentional, and he said it casually.However, as soon as these words were uttered, things changed dramatically.The closed curtain opened again. At this time, they happened to walk to the gate of the courtyard.Fang Fang shook hands with Zhang Fenglan to bid farewell, then turned around and bid farewell to Liu Shuhuai.Liu Shuhuai said: "Actually, which family didn't make do with it? Tens of thousands of families are like a blind man crossing a river - let's go slowly by ourselves!" Fang Fang's eyes lit up, she forgot to withdraw her hand, her eyes were fixed on him.He turned out to be very unusual.A pair of eyes are piercing.Ordinary is that room.Very low eaves, very old doors and windows, just in front of the old windows of this low house, stood a very glorious man. "I'll come again next time!" Fang Fang left a sentence and left.