Chapter 5 create.2

When Junshi was twenty years old, his mind was full of longing for future life.He often said that his twentieth anniversary was his great anniversary; his father died in this year, leaving him a considerable amount of property and all the freedom of life.Although he is only twenty years old, he doesn't have the slightest romantic atmosphere; his father's tireless "court training" in Japan has already stripped him of his youthful emotions, and he has become a realistic person with a plan.Beside his father's coffin, he planned how to arrange his future life; he wept his father's tears and stared at the future dream.Like a traveler planning tomorrow's itinerary, he has calculated in detail how to realize his future dream; he wants to study various knowledge, he wants to find an ideal woman to be his partner in life, and he wants to travel at home and abroad to investigate the customs Humanity, he wants to exercise the courage to face hardships, he wants to be patient, he wants to have a son and a daughter when he is strong and strong in the thirty-five or six years, and then, after the age of forty, he will serve the motherland, society and mankind .

Although these ideals belong to Junshi himself, he cannot but thank his father for his inspiration.Since he was dismissed in the year of the 1898 coup, the old man has no intention of becoming an official, and has become a "sea apartment", concentrating on organizing the property and disciplining his son.He passed on all the economics of saving the country and strengthening the family to his son, and entrusted this big burden to his son.He is old, and when he was young, he was busy with food and clothing, and he never set a general goal of settling down. Thinking about it, he regrets it very much, so he often teaches his son to "stand up".He also planned the future path of his son, and he also wanted to create his son according to his ideal.He only created half of it and let it go.

It is also obvious that Jun Shi is inherited from his father's desire to create.When he chose a lifelong partner, it took a lot of time and energy; he originally had an "ideal wife" pattern, and he used this pattern to check all the women who had the qualifications of an alternate wife who came across his life path, somehow Yes, he always felt wrong—society hadn't prepared an "ideal wife" for him.After wasting five or six years, relatives worried about him, and friends searched for him, but he still refused to make a decision.Later, his "choice" became Tan Zhu among friends. When they met Junshi, they always asked him if he had made a choice, but the answer was always shaking their heads.One day, an old classmate of his talked to him about it again:

"Junshi, it's been six or seven years since you chose your wife. There are at least two dozen girls I introduced to you. Don't you think you like any of them?" "There is everything you like, but there is no one that suits your ideal." "Isn't liking the ideal? Is there a difference? I need to hear your definition." "Naturally there are differences." Junshi replied with a slight smile, "I like it, but it's just passable, and it's far from the ideal! If I only want to be satisfied, it won't take seven years." "Then, your so-called ideal—why tell me about it?"

The old classmate asked with great interest; he lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and waited for Junshi's sage talk. "What I mean by ideal is that her temperament and views are in every respect like mine." Junshi still said with a slight smile. "There are no other conditions—well, did you explain anything else?" "No. It's just a simple sentence." The old classmate looked at Junshi disappointedly, but he didn't expect Junshi's so-called "ideal" to be so simple and unreasonable.But he turned around and asked: "It doesn't seem like there are people with the same temperament and views. In my opinion, Ms. Zhang is a good match for you, and Ms. Wang is not at odds with you. Why did you reject them all?"

"In terms of learning, Ms. Zhang is very good; in terms of temperament, Ms. Wang is good. But even if the two of them are one, it is not my ideal. They both have certain prejudices-yes, prejudices , in knowledge and in things.” The old classmate's eyes widened in amazement as if he didn't know what to do. "By prejudice, I mean their extreme minds. Yes, most new women have this problem. For example, it is necessary to move freely, but they are frivolous; they should be more generous, but They have become special aliens, disdain to pay attention to the responsibilities of wives and mothers in the family; old traditional thinking is naturally undesirable, unfortunately most of them are too new to understand."

"Oh—that's difficult; but, it's not like there's no such thing?" The old classmate said groaningly; but he thought in his heart: So the ideal is just such a half-new woman! "But don't get me wrong that I'm a woman who prefers half-new to not old." Junshi explained again, as if he had seen the thoughts of an old classmate. "No. I want a brand new one, but it's unbiased and not dangerous." "That's difficult. A chaotic and contradictory society will never produce such a woman." Junshi nodded in agreement. "You might as well marry a foreign woman." The old classmate said loudly, as if he had discovered a new theory, "English women are mostly in line with your imagination. Come on, Junshi, you can pay attention to English women. You are not If you want to travel to Europe, go to London first."

"This was originally a way, but it didn't work. A foreign woman without the background of Chinese nationality and without the inheritance of 5,000 years of Chinese culture is not my ideal wife." "Oh! Junshi! You probably have no choice but to never marry for the rest of your life! Or wait until ten or twenty years later, when Chinese society will be clearer and you will be able to produce your ideal wife." The old classmate made a conclusion as if sighing, intending to end the discussion of this issue; but Junshi couldn't stop it. He raised his thumb and drew a semicircle in the air, and said solemnly:

"Not really. I have a new plan now. I plan to find a piece of jade in the rough—yes, a piece of jade in the rough, carved by myself. Yes, since society has not prepared an ideal wife for me, I'll create one!" A smug light flashed in Junshi's eyes, but his old classmate smiled; creating a wife?Is it close to a joke?However, you really made up your mind.He has already calculated: as long as a chaotic and uncut woman, as long as she grows up in a family that is neither new nor old, even if she has never studied, but she is talented and intelligent, she should be able to be cultivated. It should be easy to transform.

After more than a year, Junshi actually found the rough jade in his imagination, which was Xianxian, who was his aunt; the first step of his ideal was realized. Xianxian is smart and bold, like her father; gentle and delicate, like her mother.She learned Chinese from her father and learned to manage housework from her mother.She has a great learning ability; no matter what she learns, she learns it immediately.She is very sensitive to the influence of the environment.She is really the best "uncut jade" that Junshi has ever seen.In just two years, she finished reading the books Junshi assigned, and she had a more than common sense understanding of natural science, history, literature, philosophy, and modern trends of thought.When she and Junshi traveled to Mogan Mountain, she was an outstanding person among the "high-class Chinese" wives and ladies who spent the summer; her elegant manners, educated speech, broad knowledge, clear speech Her mind and lively temperament all prove that she is Junshi's outstanding creation.

Even so, in the process of creation, Junshi also took great pains. Xianxian didn't like politics at first, and she didn't even want to read newspapers. Naturally, because her father was a celebrity and regarded politics as a dirty thing, Xianxian didn't inherit political acumen.Junshi has always paid attention to politics, and believes that people are political animals, and thinks that a woman who doesn't understand politics is not an ideal and perfect woman.He himself has read various political theories, from Plato to Hobbes, Russell, and even Kropotkin, Marx, and Lenin; however, his political concepts are sound and legal.He wants to create such a political concept in Xianxian's mind.His views on women's political movement are those of US President Roosevelt: "If most women ask for suffrage, I will give it to them." It seems not desirable. He has the enthusiasm of a strict father who wants his son to become famous, and induces Xianxian to read various political theories; He corrects it.After three months of struggle, he really led Xianxian to the road of politics. The second thing that makes Junshi extremely difficult is Xianxian's optimistic and optimistic personality; needless to say, this is inherited from the celebrity's father.And it is also unexpected.Xianxian's personality was discovered by Junshi for the first time on a bright April afternoon half a year after their marriage.On that day, the couple traveled to Longhua and sat under a cluster of peach trees beside the dirt road to rest.Xianxian raised her face to accept the peach petals floating down leisurely.The small light red disc fell between her eyebrows, next to her lips, and around her neck——and then slid straight down from the slightly open part of the collar, sticking to the top of her nipples.Xianxian felt that every light touch of these petals was like Junshi's touch in the first night, which shocked her heart and felt the sweet wonder. It seemed that the spring energy of nature had electrified every cell in her body, A nerve fiber, every very thin and very thin blood vessel, so that she can feel the lightest touch, the weakest sound wave, making her remember every trivial matter that is dusty in the corner of her mind.At the same time, a mysterious vitality stirred in her mind; countless feelings came surging up, and a sweet and sour taste filled her heart; she felt that there were countless things to say, but one No words.She only grabbed Junshi's hand and held it tightly, as if these were her silent words. From the other side of the road came a ragged drunk man with a blushing wine face and a sprig of peach blossoms in his ear socket. He staggered and sang loudly. They glanced at it, then sang even more at the top of their voices, and turned to the west end of the road. "Ha ha ha ha!" The drunk laughed maniacally and stared at the sentinel standing upright like a puppet at the corner of the road.It seemed that he had said a few words.Then, his tossed figure disappeared into the peach forest. "Haha, ha, ha, ha..." From far away, there was a gradually thinning laughter, like shredded sugar shreds, curling up in the air.Xianxian heaved a sigh of relief, turned her distant gaze from the corner of the dirt road, and focused on Junshi's face.A mysterious selfless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Drunk man! Drunk man whose mind wanders beyond heaven and earth!" Xianxian said in praise, "This is what Zhuangzi said about the king with feet, Shushan without toes, and the big urn with big tumors. Ying, that kind of person!...Junshi, have you seen his eyes? His eyes are satisfied with everything! In front of his eyes, everything we worship, wealth, fame, authority, beauty Because he despises all these things, because he regards rich and poor, high and low, wise and foolish, virtuous and unworthy, right and wrong, big and small, all on the same scale, so he feels so satisfied with everything! Dad often said: "Whole person" and "true person" can only be found when drunk, and I realized it deeply today. We think we are smart and beautiful, but we really see it in a well. Our spirit is ridiculously poor and Broken!" Junshi looked at his wife in surprise, but didn't answer. "I remember when I was eighteen years old, my father told me that I was fascinated when I heard the part of 'Miaogu shoots the fairy'; I remembered the words that people praised me for my beauty and intelligence, and I was ashamed; I was an unbearable Afterwards, my father said that Miaogu shooting the fairy is just a metaphor of Zhuang Sheng, probably referring to the primordial spirit that is 'beyond things'; but I still feel that I am an unbearable turbid thing. I often imagine, Our view of everything should be like standing in the clouds and looking down at the scenery below. Everything is flat and cannot be distinguished. I have tried to maintain this mood, and sometimes I feel that I have indeed surpassed the world In the world, I completely forgot my existence, and also forgot the existence of human beings." Xian Xian stared at the sky, as if she saw the symbolic Fairy Miao Gushe walking calmly against the wind at the other end of the sky. Junshi was also thinking in a hurry at this time, and he just realized that the poison of optimism, pessimism, and worldliness lurks in Xianxian's thoughts.He recalled that not long ago, Xianxian read the debate on monism and dualism in Western philosophy, and wrote a few sentences on the forehead of the book: "If you look at it from the difference, you will be more daring. If you look at it from the same, All things are one. All things are the same but completely different.” Isn’t this what Zhuangzi said?He also remembered that when Xianxian read the refutations of various political commentators on "state functions", she once said to him with a smile: "One is right and wrong, and the other is right and wrong; both are true and neither is true." At that time, he thought She was joking, but now it seems that she is based on Zhuangzi's thinking; she looks at the world's philosophical issues and political debates with the mood of standing on the clouds and watching the "dispute between barbarians".Junshi decided that it was necessary to get rid of Xianxian's philosophical thoughts first. From that day on, Junshi painstakingly induced Xianxian to read the theory of evolution, Nietzsche, and the theories of the great masters of materialism.In view of the bad results he had obtained from showing her both sides of the theory before, he only gave her one side.Although Junshi himself opposed the application of materialism in sociology, in order to cure Xianxian's disease of idealistic nihilism, he went so far as to cast a strong dose of materialism. After this transformation, Junshi finally made a triumphant return. However, there is still a small detail that Junshi needs to complete.I don't know why, although Xianxian is well-known for her morale, she is ashamed to show her enthusiasm.When they first walked on the street, Xianxian was always half a foot away from Junshi's body.When her hand was held by Junshi in front of many people, she always blushed, and after a few minutes, she took an excuse to let go of Junshi's hand.Junshi often laughs at her shy attitude of an old-fashioned woman.After a lot of training, Xianxian became bolder, but Junshi always thought her actions were not very lively.And in the boudoir, she is often passive, which also makes Junshi feel dull.He believes in genetics, and he is deeply afraid that Xianxian's shy character will plant a cowardly root in his children in the future, so he also worked hard on Xianxian with 120% enthusiasm.Naturally, where there is a will, there is a way. When they visited Mogan Mountain, Xianxian had already grown up lively and generous, and she knew how to show delicate affection to her husband in front of others. Now Xianxian is "green out of blue".Sometimes it makes Junshi feel embarrassed, thinking that it is too sensual, thinking that she needs strong stimulation too much.