Chapter 12 laughing story

In 1968, a 30-year-old male cadre of a foreign trade company in S City, Province F The first person who found out that he couldn't laugh was a political cadre--a quiet small tent--was "remembered" when he "remembered strange things"--the face of Chairman Mao's portrait looked like he was crying--the workers' propaganda team got on the horse --A man who can't laugh becomes a laughingstock--Suddenly he can't stop laughing This once-in-a-lifetime good story was originally intended to be written as a novel by myself.Last night in particular, a fantastic episode took place which completed itself as an absolutely brilliant absurd drama.Too bad I can't write!One is because the protagonist of this story is my relative, and the other is that there is no need to make up the story at all, and writing it as it is is enough to drive Beckett, Ionesco and other masters of the absurd to death.I thought, there must be no such typical among your "one hundred people", so I will give it to you!You guy, good luck always finds you by itself, but I always fly away after getting it, no way!But you have to say yes - how about giving me a good story after the fact?We can negotiate, gentlemen's agreement?Haha, of course I don't want you to return it, I gave it to you because I can't live without this model among your "one hundred people".Let me tell you--

I believe what a psychologist said: Among people's emotions, the expression of laughter is the most. Sorrow and anger are only a limited number of expressions reflected on people's faces, but the expressions of people's smiles are endless.You close your eyes and think carefully about the various smiles of people, how rich they are!For example, laughing, smiling, smirking, silly laughing, wild laughing, crazy laughing, smirking, snickering, mocking, sneering, snickering, smirking, sneering, wry laughing... laughing, smirking, smirking, teasing, lewd laughing, etc. , There are also affectionate smiles, knowing smiles, shy smiles, perfunctory smiles, flattering smiles, embarrassing smiles, contemptuous smiles, sad smiles, forgiving smiles, forced smiles, helpless smiles... Yes, there are half-smiles, incessant laughter or just a smile, and more!The other kind of laughter—the tearful, the dumbfounding, the nonsense—is the "marginal laugh," the "crossover laugh," or the so-called "Laughter that includes multiple inner mechanisms".Look, you laughed too, another kind of smile—a dull smile!

Today's reference books are hot, all kinds of laughter alone are enough to compile a large "Dictionary of Laughter", which can be used by psychologists, psychiatrists, as well as observers in officialdom and beginner writers to choose vocabulary.People can laugh like this, and they are rich in laughter, but my brother-in-law can't do the same.This weirdo, he can't laugh! The first to discover is genius.This genius is by no means my sister.My elder sister teaches mathematics in middle school. She is only most sensitive to the numbers on both sides of the equal sign, and is confused about people. Otherwise, she would not fall in love at the age of twenty-six or seven.I?No, you are wrong.In China, it is not writers but political cadres who are sensitive to people.The first person who discovered that my brother-in-law couldn't laugh was Xiao Wei, a political cadre in my sister's school.When he told my bewildered sister about this genius discovery, my sister actually said:

"You only met him once at my house, but I've known him for almost a year, why didn't I see it? It's true to say that he is dull and doesn't like to talk. It's nonsense to say that he can't laugh! How can people not laugh? " At that time, my sister was madly in love with him, and the two of them would stick together after work every day.Those who are engaged in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and those who think rationally, once they fall in love, they are more open and fascinated than us.I have an explanation for love: Since love is loving what one loves, it is actually loving oneself.The other party has the color of their own assumptions or dreams, regards their own smile as the other party's smile, and puts their own feelings on the other party to move themselves, right!Why don't so many people die for love?Once it's over, it's over too.So I also think that first love is the only period of insanity in life, entering a state of hallucination.Xiao Wei's words seemed to throw out a finger and wake up my sister group from the hallucination.She thought about it seriously, but she couldn't think of what he looked like when he smiled!She decided to test whether her lover really couldn't laugh.It happened to be my brother-in-law's birthday that day, and he is a pig.My sister really had a way, went to the store and picked out a funny little fat pig with a flute on its buttocks, which squeaked when squeezed.She wrapped it in colored paper and put it in her pocket. The two made an appointment to meet in Haitianmen Park that night.She led him to sit under a sunflower lamp so that she could see his face clearly.She said: "I want to give you a special gift." After finishing speaking, staring at his face, thinking that he should show a funny or curious smile, she asked her: "What kind of baby do you want to give me? "

That's exactly what he said.But for the first time, my sister noticed that this guy's face was like a frozen river, without the slightest rippling of a smile.too terrifying!Could it be that he really can't laugh?This needs further confirmation and identification. My sister held her breath, took out a gift from her pocket, and tried to pretend to be happy, saying: "Here, open it for yourself!" If this guy doesn't smile when he sees the little fat pig, it's over!The most unbelievable face in the world made my sister bump into it with fate. Later my sister told me that her heart was in her throat like he opened the bag and it contained a ticking time bomb.The unimaginable thing finally happened--when this guy peeled off the beautiful floral paper, he looked like he was opening an envelope from a stranger.The little fat pig showed up, he squeezed his hands and squeaked, anyone would laugh at this thing, but this guy just kept saying: "Hey, hey, it's so funny, so funny." The dead face is like two tightly closed doors, motionless, with a big lock and a seal on the door, it is absolutely true--a disabled person with expression!

My sister went home and cried a lot. It really scared our whole family that day. We thought something happened to her. When she said it, we were all in a daze. We didn't know how to persuade her.I didn't believe that he really couldn't laugh, but when I met him later, he really didn't laugh.When it was time to laugh, he just grinned, "Hey hey--".It's like laughter, but there is no smile at the corner of the mouth, and the flesh on the face is like frozen meat. During that time, my sister rarely saw him.Probably afraid of seeing him, afraid that he would not smile.Occasionally when he comes, my sister-in-law doesn't look at him, and the situation is very tense.In order to ease the atmosphere, I couldn't help but say a few jokes. I noticed that at this moment, my sister glanced at him unwillingly, hoping to show even the slightest smile on that dead face, but every glance was a blow.I want to persuade my sister to forget it, she will become nervous if she continues like this, and besides, living with this weird guy for the rest of her life is too boring.Faced with a "class struggle face" all day long, all the joys in life do not respond.Most of the "understanding" between two people is expressed with laughter.Laughter is the best emotion, a kind of solvent in life, and the most convenient channel for people to communicate... But before I told her these insights, I found that she couldn't do without him. I'm in trouble!

My sister's wife is very down-to-earth -- that's beyond words.He studied economics at university, and he was an absolute top student in school; his English, according to my words, is better than Chinese.Do things very seriously, keep promises, especially keep time, and love cleanliness.Although there are only two shirts, they look like new at any time, and the patches are like decorations on him. These are my sister's favorites from the bottom of her heart. He is an orphan.The emotional world of an orphan is like a wasteland.When I was in college, I caught up with Ming Fang in 1957. It is said that he caused some troubles, but at that time politics determined everything about people, and which girl would touch him--this land is alkali again.If it weren't for his good background, he would never have been assigned to work in a foreign trade company.He met my sister by accident when he was teaching English at my sister's school, and they fell in love immediately.This love, like a seed that fell on his bare, wretched soda, he threw all his strength into it.His affection for my sister seemed to be a passion of gratitude and reciprocation; what my sister got from this fellow was double the love, double the care and consideration.From their relationship, I also found that women need more consideration than men.Once the two made an appointment to watch a drama, and agreed to meet in the theater.While eating dinner, it suddenly blew and snowed, someone knocked on the door, and he came.My sister group said: "Didn't you say that you are all going to the theater? Why are you here?" His face was expressionless, and his mouth was saying: "Don't forget to wear a mask again." , with a happy smile on his face.This is what women want!

After my sister found out that he couldn't laugh, she wanted to break up with him several times, but every time she made up her mind, she couldn't sit still within three days, and called him by accident to ask him out.When two people are hard-hearted and can't leave each other, then there must be true love.So I changed my mind and tried to match them up.I quietly asked the guy: "Why do I rarely see you smile?" I asked very cleverly. Unexpectedly, he raised his eyelids in surprise, instead of smiling, he said, "Hey, that's an interesting question." I don't think he thinks he can't laugh.Since it is not a sickness, nothing is lacking in him.

One day I read a book - which book, I forgot.There is a saying about love in the book: "Don't look at his face, but learn to look at his heart." I just opened this page and put it on my sister's desk, waiting for her to read.The next day my sister went to work, and I read it again. After this sentence, my sister wrote three words with a pencil: "Thank you!" From then on, this awkwardness gradually disappeared between them unconsciously.Later they got married, the older sister moved in with him, and they had another child.Sometimes I went to visit her house, and I didn't feel that my brother-in-law's impassive face made their lives lack anything.He didn't smile, and naturally he didn't have a fake smile; when he did something good for her, when she smiled gratefully at him, his unresponsive face seemed to indicate that all of this was what he should do for granted.Sometimes, my brother-in-law and their beloved son would roll and fight on the bed, making the little guy gasp with laughter, while my brother-in-law still looked as serious as a wrestler.I found that my sister was watching with a smile on the side, as if hearing the happy laughter in the heart of this strange guy... a person who can understand the heart of others is happy.I feel that my brother-in-law's speechless face is like a quiet little tent, and my sister hides under this little tent, enjoying all the warmth of the world with him.

Hearing this, you must be impatient - I lied to you!Where is the absurdity, it is clearly a poetic and picturesque story.Take it easy, take it easy!People are normal, and absurdity is the imposition of life.In other words, the absurd is the essence of life. I also believe in what a philosopher said: something that brings you happiness, you have to be vigilant - it must also bring you misfortune. When the Cultural Revolution was exposed in 1968, weren't all units engaged in "recalling, displaying, and investigating"?Do you remember what "memory" means? "Recalling" is called "recalling strange things", which is to mobilize everyone to recall suspicious people and things they have encountered in daily life, and to expose them so as to catch clues, "to dig deep into the deepest hidden counter-revolutionaries." Workers usually greet people, and they are used to raising their hands to their foreheads, which is very similar to the posture of an old military officer when they greet each other. They were "remembered" by people, and after investigation by the special case team, it was really found out that it was a puppet Manchukuo officer who had been concealing his identity. .This incident was spread across the city as an advanced experience, and at that moment, people's spirits were all lifted up, recalling strange things, setting off a climax, and everyone wished they could dig a bomb from under their beds.Suddenly one day, someone from my brother-in-law's work unit drew him to put up a big-character poster titled "Why Doesn't He Smile?" ".Misfortune has come to the fore!

This big-character poster shocked the entire company more strongly than a million-dollar export deal.More than 200 people in the company searched their memories for the impression my brother-in-law gave them, and sure enough, no one saw him smile.The task force was dispatched quietly and searched all my brother-in-law's friends and neighbors, but none of them could prove that he had laughed.The problem is big.Later their task force came to me, and I said, "I've never seen him smile, and he never smiles at home, maybe he can't!" The task force said, "Don't cover him up, he won't. Unless it is a dead person who laughs. We investigated his teachers in the orphanage, and his classmates in elementary school, middle school, and university. They all said that he could laugh, and he had laughed. We have a lot of proof materials! It’s not that he can’t laugh, here There are political reasons!" I listened to a sign.To be honest, I don't doubt the supporting materials of the task force.How can a person not laugh?Did the anti-rightist bruises cause him to change his personality?He is very introverted and dull, and he never talks about himself, let alone his past. Based on his right-leaning remarks left in the archives in 1957, the task force asserted that the reason why he did not laugh was his deep-rooted hatred for the new society.But they must have a realistic basis in order to designate him as a counter-revolutionary.However, no new problems could be found in his daily work and speech. It seemed that he was definitely the "deeply hidden" type, so he was listed as the focus of the movement and locked up in the work unit, forcing him to confess his thoughts and ransacked his home.Moved his family's personal letters, work notes, and my sister's math lesson plans, and sent a group of people to search them.But all his writings except the notes are talking about things, not even a word about feelings or even the weather.In the end, he had to use pressure to squeeze his confession.He didn't even admit that he couldn't laugh.They called him laughing, but he was the same as I've ever seen, grinning and saying "hey hey" twice, it can't be called laughing at all!As soon as he was asked to laugh at the criticism meeting, he was like this.He didn't laugh, but made everyone want to laugh, and it became a farce.Seeing that the exercise can't go on.There was a clever guy in the special task force who came up with a brilliant idea and asked him: "How do you feel about the Party and Chairman Mao?" He said that he was an orphan since he was a child, and the Party raised him. To get a scholarship, of course, I am full of gratitude to the party and Chairman Mao.The clever ghost pointed to the portrait of Chairman Mao on the wall and said: "Should you laugh at the old man, or should you cry!" "Of course you should laugh." "Okay, you laugh! Let's see if it's true or false!" My brother-in-law wanted to laugh in front of Chairman Mao, probably he didn't know how he laughed.I heard that when he grinned at that time, his teeth bared out, and the flesh hard piled on his cheekbones jumped up like a spasm, and his eyebrows trembled.It looks like it hurts, hurts, and scares people.The people in the task force bluffed at him: "You treat the great leader like this? Is this a joke? It's a cry! It's a deep-seated hatred!" There is evidence of this.The current counter-revolutionary behavior, criticism, criticism, the movement has reached a climax.Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and wished they could eat him. For more than a year, my sister became a counter-revolutionary family member.My brother-in-law's unit always sent people to her school to force her to expose my brother-in-law.The school treated her pretty well. Although she tried her best to protect her, she had also tasted the coldness of the world and the frugality of human relations. She was disheartened all day long, and she was not in the mood to cook when she went home.I went to see her once.The son asked her: "Why doesn't my father smile, huh, mother?" She suddenly slapped her son.Then both of them cried.This is the first time I've seen her beat her beloved son. When the policy was implemented, the case of my brother-in-law became a difficult problem.The person who wrote the material said, how can a single facial expression be used as evidence of counter-revolutionary crimes in the report, and he cannot be asked to perform again, take a photo and put it in the file, and it is not a photo of the murder scene.After more than half a year, a worker propaganda team was sent from above to help their company implement the policy.The task force referred my brother-in-law's case to the workers' propaganda team as "old and difficult". Workers are more resourceful than cadres.Figure out a way, the local method on the horse.I called my brother-in-law, and told him to take off his clothes when he entered the door, until only a pair of briefs remained. My brother-in-law thought he was going to be beaten and was terrified.Unexpectedly, one of them came up and asked my brother-in-law to raise his hands, as if in a gesture of surrender, and then took a broom seedling and scratched my brother-in-law's armpit, neck and soles of his feet. He shook his arms and legs and shouted, "I can't do it, I can't do it, it's itching to death, itching..." But he didn't smile at all.The worker propaganda team threw the broom seedlings away and said, "What did the task force do? This man doesn't laugh, he doesn't know how to laugh at all!" After this appraisal, the criminal evidence was denied, and my brother-in-law was rehabilitated and implemented.Since the achievements of the previous campaign cannot be denied, the conclusion is that "the incident happened for a reason, and there is no evidence to investigate, so it should be handled as a contradiction among the people." He was rehabilitated politically, but he changed from "an enemy who doesn't laugh" to "a person who can't laugh", and became the object of curiosity and attention of the whole company.Whenever they should laugh, some people always cast their eyes on him, not expecting him to smile, but hoping that he will not smile, so as to prove that there is indeed a strange person who is rare in the world who does not laugh.There are also some young people who play some pranks, put a dead mouse in his drawer, or make strange faces at him suddenly, as if they don’t want to make fun of him and never give up.They also nicknamed him "Deadface" behind his back, and he heard it too.A person who doesn't laugh becomes the butt of people's jokes.He remained calm, but his heart became very sensitive, and he always felt that someone was impolitely stabbing him with a needle, and his face was even more expressionless, sometimes looking like a cold rock.One day, he suddenly said to my sister: "Can you teach me to smile?" My sister burst into tears and said to him: "You can do this, I like it..." From then on, my sister herself rarely smiled.Probably she intentionally controlled her smile, for fear of arousing the inferiority complex of her husband.From my point of view, a family without a smile seems to be perpetually cloudy.Although they still love each other, there is always a feeling of depression that makes their roof two feet shorter.Later, I also found that as long as I visited their house, I couldn't laugh myself.Strange, why can't I?Once, I was sitting in their house, and there was a small mirror that was split in two on the table. I didn’t want to face the mirror and wanted to smile. My brother-in-law looks the same.I was taken aback, it was unbelievable! I believe in the words of an absurd playwright: life is more absurd than absurd art. Since the Cultural Revolution was kicked away by history, life has taken on a new set of interpretations, including not smiling at my brother-in-law. The ability of the leaders has changed from how many people were caught in the past to how much money they can dislike now.The secretary of the foreign trade company also serves as the manager, and also works as an export-oriented "subsidiary" to engage in introduction, export, joint ventures and overseas investment.The company needs a competent man in command.The original gang of celebrities are out of date.I have been engaged in sports for many years, and the people I have trained can only do sports.People hate less when they are in use, so I thought of my brother-in-law.First, he is proficient in business, and second, he is fluent in foreign languages, and he is handy in communicating with foreign businessmen.But someone in the leadership team raised objections, saying that he can't laugh, how can he receive foreign businessmen well?Talking about business is going to be a mess.But other than him, he couldn't find a more suitable person, so he had to make do with him for a while. My brother-in-law took office, and in less than a year, God knows why this company made him work in full swing.It turns out that negotiating business with foreign businessmen does not require laughter, but skill.Foreign businessmen don't care whether you smile or not, as long as there is business to do. In the past few years, my husband has become a big boss.The company's foreign exchange earning is equivalent to twice that of the whole company, and it has become the capital for the company's bosses to sell well and claim credit.My brother-in-law's name often appeared on the front pages of newspapers, was elected as a representative of the city's people's congress, and went to luxury hotels and the high-end residences of city leaders every day.Go abroad for business from time to time.He also moved and moved into a three-bedroom apartment with a large living room, which has everything a wealthy Chinese family needs.My sister-in-law often wears new-style clothes and small jewelry he brought from abroad, and happily visits relatives and friends.Don't shy away from him anymore and laugh as much as you want.What about him?A special car, a small suit, and the hair is so shiny, but that face still doesn't smile.But this non-smiling face is welcomed everywhere. In hotels and hotels, we receive high-quality "smiling service", and everyone in the company smiles at it.Because everyone wants to ask him to go abroad to bring foreign goods, and because he is a rich manager and a powerful leader; the leader can't always laugh, the less he smiles, the more the people below will coax him to laugh.He lives in the world like a god, but maybe even God doesn't know how this man is so prominent all of a sudden! Now comes the grotesque incident that happened last night-- Last night he was watching TV in the living room with my sister and my nephew. On the 24-inch big screen, two people are talking about cross talk, and the cross talk is flat and not particularly ridiculous.But suddenly there was a "goo" in his throat, just like the sound when a hen is disturbed by something in his body before laying an egg.Followed by "cuck, cluck, cluck" sounded in succession, as if something was suffocating in his throat, which made him uncomfortable.My group sister thought he was suffering from a sudden illness, but when he saw his face was funny, with the gurgling sound, there seemed to be a thread pulling up from the corners of his mouth, picking and picking, the flesh on his face writhed, his pair of eyes had never been bent The eyes are actually bent into a pair of curled willow leaves.My silly nephew called out: "Look how much my dad looks like Donald Duck!" These words are like detonators.My brother-in-law burst out laughing like an extinct volcano.He actually laughed!And not as weird as before, but genuinely laughing!My sister said that the fifth house on his face at that time was like a flower blooming, and all the petals opened harmoniously... It was even more incredible.But it really made me laugh, but it scared my sister stupidly, thinking he was crazy, and asked him what happened, my brother-in-law shook his hands, couldn't answer with a smile, and as long as he looked at the two comedians on TV, Laughing will intensify for a while, and I will cover my stomach with tears, and my nose will flow down.My sister helped him to bed, and called me quickly, and I rushed there, only to see my brother-in-law giggling with his head covered in a quilt, his whole body shaking, making the bed frame creak, as if he had a fever.I lifted the quilt to look at him, and I was indeed smiling, but the pillow was wet with tears.I asked him: "What's wrong with you, are you feeling bad?" my brother-in-law told me while giggling, "I can't stop it." I gave him two sedatives before he calmed down and fell asleep.My sister told me a miracle this morning, a natural smile appeared on his face.No wonder, it's unimaginable.What do you think is going on? *** Not even a single expression was spared - it showed the absolute authority of the Cultural Revolution. ***