Chapter 82 Mouth evil (and the flipper)

The team asked a bamboo craftsman to mend the baskets and dustpans, and he had no money to chop meat. As a public accountant, he was responsible for chopping meat and entertaining craftsmen. It is estimated that Rob’s hands are a little rough. Ask him to borrow two yuan first for urgent needs. Rob said he had no money.What are you talking about, you have paid all your salary to the party dues, and you don't have him as a godfather for a long time in your heart. The re-examination does not really believe it. It is not for you to say that there is a loan and a repayment.What do you do with your money getting moldy in the cracks in the walls?

Rob was in a hurry, "You spitting blood, blood spitting! Reviewer, I am eight years older than your father, I watched you grow up, you don't speak according to conscience!" On the day of the re-examination, I also borrowed money everywhere but failed to borrow money. I was a little irritable by the sun, and then I couldn't help writing on the road: "This toe-turner!" When the sun is too strong, it is inevitable to say some stupid words. He didn't expect that "toe-turning" is the most swear word in Maqiao people, and the most vicious mouth evil-it is almost equivalent to digging up people's ancestral graves.As soon as he said that, the two strippers next to him were taken aback and checked the review again and again.Fucha is probably the same as me. I don’t know the origin of this word, and I don’t really believe that it’s not true.

The next day, Rob was bitten by a mad dog and went home. Rob's death has become a heart disease for review.Some people in Maqiao secretly murmured that Fucha was responsible for this matter.According to the way of the local people, the evil spirit can also be withdrawn after committing a crime. As long as Fucha puts a stick of incense by the door in time, cuts off a chicken head, and washes the threshold with the blood of the chicken, Rob's life can be saved.But I was busy on the day of the re-examination, so I forgot this procedure.He later explained to many people that he was a slip of the tongue and never meant to curse Rob to death.He didn't know that the mouth was so powerful, how could the mad dog come so coincidentally?He likes to say these words to the educated youth, because the educated youth came from Yibian and don't care much about Maqiao's rules, so he should relax and don't believe those who are not familiar with them.Some educated youths even patted their chests very righteously, saying you can scold me, pick the most ruthless scolding, and see what the hell you can scold!Fucha was a little moved, and went back in doubt.

Not long after, he saw someone talking about the drought or rations, and inadvertently turned around to Rob's matter, saying that he really didn't care, he just got dizzy from the sun and then walked away, etc. .This is a bit annoying, and there are some problems. "Zuisha" is a taboo word.In fact, words are words, a gust of wind in the ear will not hurt any hair on anyone's body.But Fucha quickly lost a lot of weight, and there were obviously more gray hairs on his head. Even if he smiled, it was a kind of smile without depth, a kind of facial effort that was not rooted in the blood and heart.He used to get used to neat clothes, combing his hair before going out, and always clipping his collar with a few paper clips to keep him clean.But right now, his clothes are disheveled, mud gets on his shoulders, and he buttons the wrong button when he is distracted, or loses his pen or key.He used to only need one day to do the year-end final accounts.Now I have done it for three or four days and I am still sweating profusely, and the accounts are in a mess.He himself didn't know what was going on, he searched in the pile of books, and after searching for a long time, he forgot what he was looking for.In the end, after he inexplicably lost 500 yuan of cotton money in the supply and marketing cooperative, the team committee felt that he really could not be an accountant.

He himself felt that he could no longer be an accountant, so he handed over the account books and found someone else. Later, he released a duck for a while and suffered from duck plague.I learned carpentry for a while, but I didn't learn it.Anyway, everything didn't go well, and in the end, a housewife was hastily accepted, a woman with messy hair all the time. I'm surprised that a word of evil can almost affect a person for decades.Can't he make some amends?Can't start from scratch? In the eyes of many Maqiao people, no.The matter has passed, just like the flood water is hard to get back, the mouth evil of rechecking will always be there, and it may grow bigger, longer and harder, and it will never calm down and disappear.

The power of language has been deeply involved in our lives.Language is the advantage of human beings. Humans can pity animals without language, so they have no knowledge, cannot form a society, and cannot obtain the powerful power of cultural accumulation and scientific progress.But there is another aspect to the problem. Animals will never lose their souls for a long time just because they make a wrong sound, until they almost lose their ability to survive.at this point.Language also makes people more vulnerable than dogs. "Sha" is a certain convention agreed by people, and it is a form of awe.People separated from the animal world by language need to find some form of expression to express their emotions, to be structured and solidified, and to become the basis of public psychology.Maqiao people set up language taboos, just like people in the larger world need rings for marriage, countries need flags, religions need idols, and humanitarianism needs elegant songs and passionate speeches.After these are used and used by people, they themselves become sacred and inviolable things. Any offense to the users and users is no longer considered to be just a piece of metal (ring), a piece of cloth (national flag), a piece of Stones (idols), and some sound waves (songs and speeches), but invade their emotions, to be precise, certain forms of their emotions.

A thorough scientist, who only pursues logic and practicality, should not only think that Maqiao people's nonsense is ridiculous, but also the sanctification of certain metals, cloth, stones, and sound waves—these strange There is no reason why this is necessarily the case under the logic of material utility.But that's the only way it can go.A man is no longer a dog, and it is impossible to treat matter as mere matter.Even a scientist often endows certain substances with an illusory spiritual aura, such as separating a piece of metal (a lover's, mother's, or grandmother's) from a large pile of metal objects. .At this point, he's getting a little absurd, less scientific--but starting to really look like a human being. When a ring isn't just seen as metal, scientism leaves room for fideism, for all that doesn't make sense The truth of life has left a place. The absurdity and sacredness of life are strangely fused together.

Confucius' "Gentleman Yuanpiu" is of course a form of emotion.He couldn't bear to watch the bloody slaughter scene in the kitchen, but this didn't stop him from eating meat, especially lean jerky. Buddhists' abstinence from killing and even meat is also a form of emotion.They don't know that plants are also life. Under the revelation of modern biology, a tree can not only make a call for help, but also feel pain, have neurological responses, and even have flexible body movements.But can we laugh at their emotional forms?Or, in what sense and to what extent can we laugh at some of their absurdity and hypocrisy, if this is not the case, if we encourage everyone and every child to massacre chickens, puppies, cats, and cygnets And all edible living things, if we see a child go on this bloody carnival, without any palpitations of the heart, the absurdity and hypocrisy are indeed gone, but is there something less in life at the same time?

How can we do this?To make children eat no meat or even anything, or to ridicule and wipe out their sympathy for any beautiful creature? ——This kind of sympathy from Confucius, from Buddhists, and from other cultural predecessors? It was thinking of this that I understood Fucha, he didn’t have time to retreat, he didn’t have time to cut off a chicken head and wash the threshold with chicken blood to save Rob, so he fell into an inextricable sense of guilt. He is unreasonable. It also makes perfect sense.