Chapter 2 Chapter One

Chapter One one When severe winter seals off the earth, the earth is full of cracks.From south to north, from east to west, the ones that are a few feet long, the ones that are one foot long, and the ones that are several feet long. The severe cold cracked the earth. As soon as the old man entered the house, he swept the icicles off his beard with a broom and said, "It's so cold today! The ground is cracked." The driver of the cart walked sixty or seventy miles around the big whip with his three stars on his head. When he entered the big cart shop at dawn, the first thing he said to the innkeeper was: "That's amazing! My little boy!" Like a knife."

After entering the inn, taking off the dog fur hat, smoking a bag of cigarettes, and reaching for the hot steamed buns, the outstretched hand had countless cracks on the back of the hand. Man's hands were cracked. Tofu sellers get up early in the morning to sell along other people's houses. Occasionally, if they are not careful, they stick the square wooden plate containing tofu to the ground and cannot lift it up.Frozen on the ground. Old man selling steamed buns, carrying wooden boxes with hot steamed buns, on the street as soon as the sun comes out call out.When he first came out of the house, he walked fast and shouted loudly.But after a while, palms hung on his feet, round as if he was stepping on an egg.

It turned out that ice and snow had covered the soles of his feet.He walks very weakly, and if he is not very careful, he will fall down.Even so, it still fell.It is not good to fall down, the steamed bun box fell over, and the steamed buns rolled out one by one from the bottom of the box.If anyone saw it, they would take advantage of this opportunity, when the old man fell down and couldn't get up for a while, he would pick up a few and eat them before leaving. When the old man struggled up, he picked up the steamed buns and ice and snow and put them in the box, counting them, not counting them.He gets it.He said to the person who ate his steamed buns who hadn't walked too far: "It's so cold, the ground is cracked, and I swallowed my steamed buns."

The passers-by laughed when they heard this.He carried the box on his back and walked forward. The icicles under his feet seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, making it more and more difficult for him to walk. As a result, his back was sweating, his eyes were frosty, and the icicles on his beard hung more and more. Too many, and because of breathing, the ears and front visor of the broken leather hat were covered with frost.The old man walked more and more slowly, worried and trembling, as if he was being pushed onto the ice rink by a friend after putting on his skates for the first time.

The puppy barked every night in the cold, choking, as if its paws were on fire. No matter how cold the weather gets: the water tank is cracked by the frost; the well is frozen; on a snowy night, people’s house will be sealed up. After sleeping all night, when I get up in the morning, when I push the door, it will not open. When the earth comes to this severe cold season, everything changes. The sky is gray, as if after a strong wind blows, it presents a chaotic atmosphere, and it is flying with clear snow all day long.People walk fast, and the breath in their mouths seems to be smoking when they encounter severe cold.A cart drawn by seven horses ran side by side in the wilderness, lighting lanterns, swinging big whips, and three stars hanging in the sky.After running two miles, the horse was sweating.After running further, this group of people was actually steaming in the ice and snow.It wasn't until the sun came out and entered the warehouse that the horses stopped sweating.But as soon as the sweating stopped, the horsehair was immediately covered with frost.

After the man and the horse had eaten, they ran again.In this frigid zone, there are very few people, unlike the south, where one village is gone, another village is not far away, and one town is not far away, and another town is not far away.I can't see anything here, it's all white from afar.It is impossible to see from one village to another.Only by relying on the memory of those who know the way can we know which direction we are going.The cart of seven horses, pulling grain, was going to a town near them.Those who brought soybeans sold soybeans, and those who brought sorghum sold sorghum.When they returned, they brought oil, salt, and cloth.

Hulan River is such a small town. This small town is not very prosperous. There are only two streets, one from south to north and one from east to west. The most famous one is Cross Street.The intersection of the intersection concentrates the essence of the whole city.There are gold and silver jewelry shops, cloth shops, oil and salt shops, tea houses, pharmacies, and foreign doctors who pull out teeth on Cross Street.In front of the doctor's door, there was a big signboard with a particularly large row of teeth the size of a rice bucket.This advertisement is so inappropriate in this small town that people don't know what it is after seeing it, because the oil store, cloth store and salt store don't have any advertisements, and they just write "" in front of the salt store. The word "salt" is hung in front of the cloth shop, and there are two cloth covers that may have existed since ancient times.

The rest, like the signboard of the pharmacy, is nothing more than: hang the name of the doctor who wears spectacles and stretches out his hand to number the veins of women on the small pillow outside the door.For example, the doctor's name is Li Yongchun, and the pharmacy is also called "Li Yongchun".People rely on memory, even if Li Yongchun took off his signboard, people know that Li Yongchun is there.Not only the people in the city are like this, even the people who come from the countryside are more or less familiar with the streets of the city and everything on the streets.There is no need for any advertisements, no need for any means of attracting, what you want to buy, such as oil, salt, cloth, etc., you will buy it when you walk in.No need, no matter how big a brand you hang, people will not buy it.The dentist was an example. People from the countryside thought it was weird to see such big teeth, so many people stopped in front of the big sign to look at it, but they couldn't see the reason.If he was suffering from a toothache, he would definitely not let the doctor who used foreign methods pull it out for him. He would still go to Li Yongchun Pharmacy, buy two taels of Coptis chinensis, and go home to suck it and forget it!Because the teeth on that brand are too big, it's a bit inexplicable and scary.

So the dentist has hung up the signboard for two or three years, but there are very few people who go there to extract teeth. Later, the female doctor had no choice, probably because her life could not be maintained, so she doubled as a midwife. In addition to Shizi Street, there are two streets in the city, one is called East Erdao Street and the other is called West Erdao Street.These two streets run from south to north, about five or six miles long.There is nothing to record on these two streets. There are a few temples, a few biscuit shops, and a few grain stores. There is a fire mill on Dongerdao Street. The yard of the fire mill is very large, and the big chimney made of good red bricks is very high. I heard that you can’t go inside the fire mill, and there are many news in there. , is untouchable.If you touch it, you will be burned to death, otherwise why is it called a fire mill?It is because of the fire. I heard that there are no horses or donkeys pulling the mill, but fire.Most people think that it is all about using fire, so don't they grind the fire?After much deliberation, I can't figure it out, and the more I think about it, the more confused I become.But the fire mill is not allowed to visit.I heard that there are guards standing at the door.

There are also two schools on Dongerdao Street, one in Nantou and one in Beitou.They are all in the temple, one is in the Dragon King Temple, and the other is in the Patriarch Temple.Both are elementary schools: the one in the Dragon King Temple is about sericulture, and it is called an agricultural school.The one in the Patriarch Temple is an ordinary elementary school, and there are advanced classes, so it is also called a higher elementary school. Although these two schools are different in name, there is actually no difference between them.It's just that it's called an agricultural school. In autumn, silkworms are fried in oil, and the teachers just eat a few meals.

It is called higher primary school, and there are no silkworms to eat. The students there are indeed taller than the students in the agricultural school. The agricultural students begin with "man, hand, foot, knife, ruler", and the oldest are no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. . The students in the higher primary school are different, playing foreign horns, there are twenty-four years old, who have been teaching in a private school in the country for four or five years, and only now come to the higher primary school.There are also those who have been accountants in the grain warehouse for two years and now come to school. When this elementary school student wrote a letter home, he actually wrote: "Has the little bald boy recovered from his eyesight?" Little bald boy is the nickname of his eight-year-old eldest son.The second son and the female son have not been written yet, if they are all written, the letter may be too long.Because he already has a lot of children and is already the head of the family, he always talks more about housekeeping when he writes letters: Has the land rent of the land household surnamed Wang been delivered?Are the soybeans sold?What's the market like. Such a student is also of great status in the classroom, and the teacher must respect him. If he is not careful, a student like him will stand up, holding the "Kangxi Dictionary" in his hand, and will often point out the teacher. According to this student, the "dryness" of Wanli Qiankun and the "dryness" of dried vegetables are different.The "dry" of dried vegetables should be written like this: "dry", not that way: "dry". Not only is there no fire mill on Xierdao Street, but there is only one school.It is a halal school, located inside the Chenghuang Temple. The rest is the same as Dong Erdao Street, gray and bald, if there are cars and horses passing by, there will be billowing smoke and dust, and the ground will be covered with mud when it rains.And there is a big mud pit on Dongerdao Street, five or six feet deep.If it doesn't rain, the mud is better Like porridge, when it rains, the mud pit turns into a river, and the nearby people have to suffer from it, and the people's houses are full of mud when it washes away. As soon as the sun was shining, many mosquitoes came out and flew to nearby houses.At the same time, the mud pit became more and more pure, as if something was being extracted, as if something was about to be extracted from the mud pit.If there is no rain for more than a month, the quality of the big mud pit will be purer, and the water will be completely evaporated. The mud there will be sticky and black, stickier than porridge pot, stickier than paste.It's like a big pot for rubber refining, dark and shiny, even if flies and mosquitoes fly from it, they will stick to it. The little swallow likes water very much. Sometimes it flies to the mud pit by mistake and lights the water with its wings. It looks very dangerous. flew away. If it's a horse, that's not the case, you have to stick to it.Not only sticking, but sinking it, the horse rolled there, struggled, struggled for a while, and when it lost its strength, the horse lay down.It is very dangerous to lie down, and it is very likely to be fatal.But there are not many such times, and few people lead horses or pull carts to take such risks. When there is trouble in this big mud pit, it is mostly in drought years. If there is no rain for two or three months, this mud pit will be really dangerous.On the surface, it seems that the more it rains, the worse it becomes. Once it rains, it looks like a small river. How dangerous it is. It is more than ten feet deep, and people will be drowned if they fall.In fact, the people in the city of Hulan River are not so stupid. They all know that this pit is very serious, and no one has the courage to lead a horse through this mud pit. But if there is no rain for three months, the mud pit will continue to dry day by day until it is only two or three feet deep. Watching other people pass by, they followed suit, going back and forth, and the two sides of the pit became ruts where the wheels passed.Those who came later saw that someone had already gone ahead, and this cowardly person was braver than the brave ones, so he drove up the cart. Unexpectedly, the bottom of this mud pit is uneven. He passed by, but he overturned his car. The coachman crawled out of the mud pit, making him look like a kid, with his face covered in mud, and then dug his horse out of the mud, but the horse had already fallen into the mud. Come forward and help. The passers-by were divided into two types, one was wearing long gowns and short gowns, and they were very clean.It looked like he couldn't stretch out his hand, because his hands were also very clean.It goes without saying that they were gentlemen of the first class, and they watched from the sidelines. Seeing that the horse was about to stand up, they cheered and shouted "Oh! Oh!" Seeing that the horse couldn't stand up again and fell down again, they cheered again and shouted "Oh!" A few times.But this is a boo. Just like this, the horse wanted to stand up, but couldn't stand up. After a while, it still didn't stand up, and it was still lying there pitifully as before.At this time, those watching the excitement felt that it was nothing more than that, and there were no new tricks.So the stars scattered and went home. Now let’s talk about the horse still lying there, and the passers-by who helped save the horse are all ordinary people, they are onion bearers, vegetable sellers, bricklayers, and coachmen in this city.They rolled up their trousers, took off their shoes, and seeing that there was nothing they could do, they went down into the mud pit, trying to lift the horse up with the strength of a few people. As a result, he couldn't lift it up, and the horse couldn't breathe much.So people panicked and quickly untied their harnesses.He untied the horse from the cart, thinking that this time the horse could stand up without any burden. Unexpectedly, the horse still couldn't stand up.The horse's head was sticking out of the mud, its ears were quivering, The eyes are closed, and the nose is blowing out a chug of air. Seeing such a pitiful sight, the neighbors ran home and fetched ropes and wringers.The horses were tied up with ropes and dug from below with a wringer.People shouted orders, as if building a house or building a bridge.The horse was brought out. The horse is not dead, it is lying beside the road.People poured some water on the horse and washed the horse's face. Those who watched the excitement also came and went. The next day everyone said: "That big blister drowned another horse." Although the horse is not dead, it is said that the horse is dead as soon as it is coaxed.If you don't say that, I feel that the big mud pit is too majestic. I don't know how many things have overturned on this big mud pit.Except for the 105 season of being frozen in winter, the rest of the time, this big mud pit seems to be given life, it is alive.The water rises, the water falls, and after a while it gets bigger, and after a while it gets smaller.Everyone cares about it infinitely. When the water is heavy, it not only hinders the carriages and horses, but also hinders the pedestrians. The old man walked on the edge of the mud pit, his legs trembled, and the children were scared to cry on the edge of the mud pit. When it rained, the big mud pit swelled brightly and completely, and it swelled up to the roots of the walls of the houses on both sides, submerging the roots of the walls of the houses.People who come and go pass by, once they come here, it seems that they have encountered a blow on the road of life.It's about fighting, roll up your sleeves, grit your teeth, concentrate your whole body, grab the board wall of others, your heart is pounding, don't get dizzy, don't blur your eyes, and face the battle calmly. However, the plank wall of that house was built very smoothly and neatly, as if deliberately not to help others in times of crisis, so that no matter how skillfully the passer-by stretched out his hand, he could not get the mercy of the plank wall. I can't grasp anything by grasping, and I can't feel anything when I touch it. It is so smooth that there is not even a knot. After struggling for five or six minutes, it finally passed.I'm sweating all over my head and having a fever all over my body, so I don't say that.Besides, those who came later, concocted according to the law, didn't have many tricks, and they just scratched here and there and touched here and there. After playing for five or six minutes, it passed again. As soon as it passed, he was full of energy, laughed loudly, turned his head to the people who came later, and said to those who were struggling in the difficult stage: "What is this? If you don't take a few dangerous roads in your life, you are not a hero." But that's not the case, not all of them are full of energy, but most of them are pale from being frightened.Some, although a long time has passed, are still unable to raise their legs to walk quickly, because their legs are still shaking. This kind of cowardly person, although the dangerous road has passed, but there is no reason to feel sad in his heart, his heart trembles, as if he was moved by this big mud pit, and he always wants to go back. Looking over his head and looking at it for a while, it seems that there is something to say.He finally left without saying anything. One day, when it was raining heavily, a child fell and was rescued by a tofu seller. When they were rescued, they found that the child was the son of the principal of the agricultural school. So there was a lot of discussion, some said that because the agricultural school was set up in the temple, it rushed to the Dragon King, and the Dragon King was going to rain heavily to drown the child. Some said otherwise, it was not like that at all, it was all because of the child's father, his father pointed fingers in the classroom, and told the students that the rain this day was not the rain of the Dragon King who was in the sky, he said There is no Dragon Lord.Look at this, if it doesn't anger the Dragon King to death, how can he not let it out?So he caught his son to carry out karma. Some said that the students in the school were too ugly, and some climbed on top of the old dragon king's head and put a straw hat on the old dragon king.What year is this, a child dared to cause such a big disaster, how could the old Dragon King not repay it?Let's see, this is not a big deal, you think the Dragon Lord is not white! If you offend him, can he forgive you?It's not like dealing with a cart puller or a vegetable seller, just kick them casually and let them go.That is Lord Dragon!Is the Dragon Lord still offended? Some said that the students in that school were too disrespectful. He said that he had seen with his own eyes that the students took silkworms and put them in the hands of the old dragon king in the main hall.You think the old Dragon King can bear it. Some said that the current schools are too bad, and children should never go to schools.As soon as I went to school, there was no distinction between heaven, earth, people, ghosts and gods. Some said that he was going to school to bring his son back and not let him go to school. Some people say that when a child studies in school, the more he reads, the worse he gets. For example, when his mother frightens his soul, what do you hear him say?He said it was superstition.Do you think it’s okay if you continue to read it? Talking and talking, the more you talk, the further you go. After a few days, the big mud pit fell down again, and pedestrians on both sides of the mud pit could pass without hindrance. In a few days without rain, the mud pit will look a little dry again.At this time, some chariots and horses began to walk on it, some carts overturned on it, some horses rolled in the mud, and ropes and sticks were used to lift the horses outside, and those who were carried out drove the carts away. Later, sink in and lift up again. I don't know how many times I have lifted carts and horses on this muddy hole in a year, but no one said that it would be better to fill the muddy hole with soil?none. Once an old gentleman fell in a mud puddle when it swelled.As soon as he climbed out, he said, "This street is too narrow, and there is no place to walk after going to the water. Why don't you tear down the walls of the courtyards on both sides?" As he was talking, the old lady in the yard spoke up behind the board wall.She said that the courtyard wall cannot be demolished. She said that it is best to plant trees. If a row of trees is planted along the base of the wall, people can climb over the trees when it rains. There are people who talk about tearing down walls, people who plant trees, and people who talk about filling up mud pits with soil, and there is no one. Piglets were drowned in this mud pit, dogs were smothered to death with mud, cats were smothered to death, and chickens and ducks often died in this mud pit. The reason is that a hard shell has formed on the top of the mud pit. The animals don't know that there is a trap under the hard shell, and it will be too late when they find out.They run or fly, and when they fall on the hard shell, they can never stand up again.It's okay during the day, or someone will come to rescue again.There is no other way at night.They struggled by themselves, and when they struggled until they had no strength, they sank naturally. In fact, the more they struggled, the faster they sank.Sometimes there are things that don't sink until death.If the density of the mud is too high, there will be such a thing. For example, when meat is on the market, pork is suddenly sold cheap, so everyone thinks of that mud pit, and says, "Didn't the pig drown in that mud pit again?" Said that if the legs are fast, run to the neighbor's house and tell the neighbor: "Go and buy cheap meat, go quickly, go quickly, it will be gone in a while." I took a closer look at it when I bought it home, and it seemed a bit wrong, why the meat was purple and green!But not the plague pork. But on another thought, it could be the plague pork, it must have been drowned in the mud pit. So frying, frying, steaming, and boiling, everyone ate cheap pork.Although I tasted it, I always feel that it is not very fragrant, and I am afraid it is still pork. But then I thought again, how could I eat the plague pork, so I drowned in the mud pit! Originally, this mud pit only drowned one or two pigs a year, or two or three pigs, and in some years not even a single pig was drowned.As for the residents who often eat drowned pork, I don't know why, the Dragon King really knows. Although I said that I ate pork that was drowned in a mud pit, there were some who ate sick, and those who ate sick commented: "Even drowned pork should not be carried to the market for sale. Dead pork is after all. It’s not fresh, what is the tax bureau doing to sell dead pork on the street in broad daylight?” That person also ate dead pork, but the person who was not sick said: "You can't say that, you must be suspicious, and you will be better if you eat half-heartedly. You see, we also ate the same, but why didn’t we get sick? " Occasionally, there are children who are too ignorant of current affairs. He says his mother won't let him eat it, saying it's plague pork. No one likes such a child.Everyone stared at him and said to him: "Nonsense, nonsense!" Once a child said that the pork must be plague pork, and he told the neighbors in front of his mother.The neighbor didn't say anything resolutely after hearing this, but his mother's face immediately turned red. He reached out and hit the kid. The child was very stubborn, and still said: "Is it a pork belly! Is it a pork belly!" The mother was really embarrassed, so she picked up the fire fork by the door, and hit the child on the shoulder.So the child ran back home crying. As soon as he entered the door, grandmother was sitting on the edge of the kang. The child threw himself into the arms of grandmother while crying and said, "Grandma, don't you eat pork with plague? My mother beat me." The grandmother wanted to comfort the poor child, but when she looked up, she saw the nurse of the old Li family in the same courtyard standing at the door and looking in. So the grandmother lifted up the back of the child's clothes, and hit the child's buttocks forcefully, saying: "Whoever told you to be so small, you are talking nonsense!" The fight didn't end until Li's nanny carried the baby away. The child was crying so badly that he couldn't tell whether it was "blast pork" or not. In total, there are two benefits provided by this mud pit to the local residents: the first one: they often carry carts and horses, drown chickens and ducks, and make a lot of noise, which allows residents to gossip and amuse themselves. The second point is the problem of the pork. If there is no mud pit, how can we eat pork?You can eat it, but how can you say it?It is really said that the plague pork is eaten, isn't it unhygienic?This mud pit is easy to deal with, and it can turn plague pigs into drowned pigs. When residents buy meat, it is economical first, and it is not unhygienic second. two Apart from Danikengzi's grand performance, there is nothing else in Dongerdao Street.There are just a few mills, a few tofu shops, and one or two machine rooms, maybe one or two dyeing vat rooms for dyeing cloth. These are just doing their own work silently there, and there is nothing that can make others feel better. If you are happy, you can't attract any discussion.People there go to bed when it gets dark, and get up to work when it gets light.Throughout the year, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, autumn rain and winter snow are just wearing cotton-padded clothes according to the seasons, taking off the unlined clothes and going about life.Birth, old age, sickness and death are all handled in silence. For example, at the south end of Dongerdao Street, the Widow Wang who sells bean sprouts: she inserted a tall pole on the ridge of the house, and on the end of the pole was a broken basket.Because the pole is very high, almost as high as the iron horse bell in the Dragon King Temple.When the wind came, the bells on the temple rang loudly.Although the widow Wang's broken basket doesn't make any noise, it still wobbles here and there. Year after year passed like this, Widow Wang sold bean sprouts year after year, and lived a peaceful life without incident. Suddenly, one summer, her only son went to the river to take a bath, fell into the river and drowned up. This matter seemed to be a sensation for a while, and it was widely known, but it soon calmed down.Not only neighbors, neighbors, but also her relatives and friends have forgotten about this incident. Besides, the widow Wang, although she has been crazy since then, she still knows how to sell bean sprouts, and she still lives quietly, although occasionally her vegetables are stolen, crying wildly on the street or on the temple platform One scene, but after crying, she still lived peacefully. As for the neighbors or passers-by who saw her crying on the temple platform, they would also arouse a little sympathy, but it was only for a short time. Also, people often like to classify some unfortunate people together, such as lunatics and fools, and treat them all as one. Every township, county, and village has some unfortunate people, lame, blind, crazy, or foolish. There are many people like this in the city of Hulanhe.No wonder people seem to hear and see a lot about them.Occasionally, I accidentally met one on the temple platform or in the gate, and I just wanted to feel a little compassion for that person, but then I realized that there are many such people in the world!So he turned his eyes away and walked over in three steps.Even if someone stopped, it was like throwing a stone at the madman like those children who have no memory, or doing things like leading the blind man into the ditch on purpose. All the unfortunate are beggars, at least in the city of Hulan River. People treat beggars very ordinary. A group of dogs gathered in front of the door, and the owner asked, "What are you biting?" The servant replied, "Bite a beggar." It's over when it's over. It can be seen that the life of this beggar is worthless. The lunatic selling bean sprouts, although she is crazy, she still can't forget her sorrow, and she goes to the temple platform to cry every now and then, but once she finishes crying, she still has to go home to eat, sleep, and sell bean sprouts. She is still living peacefully. three Besides, there was also a misfortune in the dyeing vat room. Two young apprentices fought for a woman on the street, and one of them pushed the other into the dyeing vat and drowned.Not to mention the dead ones, but the living ones were also sent to prison and sentenced to life imprisonment. But this is also to settle the matter quietly. After three years or two years, if someone mentions that matter, it is almost like people talking about Yue Fei and Qin Hui, and it seems that it happened so long ago. of. The dye vat room where this incident happened at the same time is still in its original location, and the large vat where the drowned person may have been drowned may still be in use there.The cloth sold from the dye vat house is still circulated in towns and cities far and near.The blue cloth men make cotton trousers and jackets, and wear them in winter to resist the severe cold.The red cloth is made into a big red robe, which is put on by eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, and let her be a bride. In short, except that one person died in the dye tank house on a certain day in a certain year, the rest of the world has not changed a little because of this. Besides, there was a misfortune in the tofu shop: two men fought and broke the leg of the little donkey pulling the mill. Because it is a donkey, it is fine not to talk about it.Just because the donkey blinded a woman's eyes (that is, the mother of the man who beat the donkey), it has to be recorded. Besides, in the paper house, an illegitimate child was starved to death.Because he is a newborn child, it is nothing.Let alone him. Four On the rest of Dongerdao Street, there are several tie-up shops.This is for the dead. When a person dies, his soul will go to hell. In hell, he may have no house to live in, no clothes to wear, and no horse to ride.The living people did this for him and burned it with fire. It is said that everything will be there in the underworld. As big as money-spraying animals, cornucopias, big gold mountains, big silver mountains, as small as maidservants, cooks in the kitchen, swineherds feeding pigs, and then as small as flowerpots, teapots and cups, chickens, ducks, geese and dogs, and even parrots in front of the window . It looks really beautiful. The big courtyard also has a courtyard wall with golden glazed tiles on the top of the wall.Once entering the courtyard, there are five main rooms and three wing rooms, all of which are green and red brick houses with bright and clean windows and very fresh air.The flowerpots were placed on the flower shelf one by one, and the stone pillars, all lilies, horse snake vegetables, and September chrysanthemums were all in bloom.It seems that people don't know what season it is, whether it is summer or autumn, but the horse snake vegetable and the chrysanthemum are standing together at the same time.Maybe there is no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter in the underworld.That aside. Besides, the cook in the kitchen is really alive, a thousand times cleaner than the real cook, wearing a white hat and wearing a white apron, and making ramen noodles in his hand, it seems that it is almost time for lunch. It looks like it's time for dinner. The horse boy in the yard was standing next to a big white horse, which seemed to be an Arabian horse. It was very tall and upright. If someone rode it, it would seem that it would run faster than the train.Even the general in the city of Hulan River, I believe he has never ridden such a horse. Small carts and big mules are all lined up on one side.Mules are black and shiny, with eyes made of eggshells, so the eyes don't move. Next to the big mule stood a little mule. The little mule was very beautiful, with eyes as big as the big mule. The small car is very beautifully decorated, and the wheels are all silver.The curtain in front of the car was half-closed and half-rolled, allowing people to see inside.The inside of the car is red and covered with bright red mattresses.The driver sat on the side of the car, smiling and triumphant, very beautifully decorated, tied with a purple belt, wearing a blue filigree robe, black satin shoes with snow-white soles.I probably drove a car before I started wearing these shoes.He wore a black hat on his head, a red hat on top, and raised his face. He was contemptuous of everything. The more he looked at him, the less he looked like a coachman, more like a bridegroom. There were three or two roosters and seven or eight hens, all quietly pecking in the yard without making a sound, and the ducks were not croaking, which was annoying.The dog squatted by the door of the upper room, very obedient, motionless. Everyone who watched the excitement said yes and praised it.After reading this, the poor feel that it is better to live than to die. In the main room, curtains, quilts, tables, chairs and benches are all complete. There is also a butler, who is working with an abacus in his hand, and there is an account book next to it, which reads: "Beishaoguo owes 22 catties of wine. The old Wang's family in Dongxiang borrowed 20 tons of rice yesterday The land rent was 430 tang yesterday, and the two children in Baiqitun owe a total of 2,000 tang for land rent." Here is the following: The account of April 28th and above is the journal of April 27th, and the account of the 28th has not been written yet! Looking at the accounts, we can see that the underworld cannot be sloppy when it owes accounts, and special talents, namely first-class accountants, are set up to manage them.At the same time, it can be seen that the owner of this big house is needless to say a landlord. In this yard, everything is complete and everything is good, but the owner of the yard is not visible, which makes people suspect that such a good yard has no owner.This point seems to make people feel empty and empty. Looking back, I feel that this courtyard is a bit different after all. Why is there a note hanging on the chest of the maid, maid, coachman, and stable boy, and the name of each of them is written on the note: The name of the coachman who looks like the groom is: "Long Whip" The stable boy's name is: "Quick Legs" The little maid with a hookah in her left hand and a flowered handkerchief in her right calls: "Deshun" The other one is called "Shunping" The accountant called: "Miao Suan" The maid watering the flowers with a watering can called: "Sister Hua" After a closer look, I realized that the big white horse also had a name. The name was pasted on the horse's buttocks, and it was called "Thousand Li Horse". The rest, such as mules, dogs, chickens, ducks, etc., have no names. The "Old Wang" who was pulling noodles in the kitchen had a note with his name written on him, and when the wind blew, he was still jumping up and down. This is really a bit strange, I don't even know my own servants, and I still have to hang a name tag. This point inevitably makes people confused, as if the underworld is not as good as the underworld after all. Even so, there are still many people who envy this house.Because indeed this house is good: clean, quiet, and silent, everything is orderly, never disorderly.Maids and maids are the same as those in the yang world. Chickens, dogs, pigs, and horses are also the same as in the yang world. What is in the yang world can also be found in the underworld. If you eat noodles in the yang world, you can also eat noodles in the underworld. There are cars in the yang world, and it is the same in the underworld. With a cart, the underworld is exactly the same as the underworld, exactly the same. It's just that there is no big mud hole on Dongerdao Street.All good things are available, and there is no need for bad things. Fives The color-tie shop on Dongerdao Street is just like this.It is majestic and beautiful when it is set up, but the workshop is a mess inside, with shredded paper all over the floor, a lot of sticks and sticks, broken boxes, messy jars, paint bottles, paste pots, fine hemp rope, thick hemp rope... . . . to walk makes one stumble.There were chopping and tying, and flies were flying back and forth. To be a person, first make a face, paste it, hang it on the wall, male or female, when it is time to use it, take off one and use it.给一个用秫杆捆好的人架子，穿上衣服，装上一个头就像人了。把一个瘦骨伶仃的用纸糊好的马架子，上边贴上用纸剪成的白毛，那就是一匹很漂亮的马了。 做这样的活计的，也不过是几个极粗糙极丑陋的人，他们虽懂得怎样打扮一个马童或是打扮一个车夫，怎样打扮一个妇人女子，但他们对他们自己是毫不加修饰的，长头发的、毛头发的、歪嘴的、歪眼的、赤足裸膝的，似乎使人不能相信，这么漂亮炫眼耀目，好像要活了的人似的，是出于他们之手。 他们吃的是粗菜、粗饭，穿的是破烂的衣服，睡觉则睡在车马、人、头之中。 他们这种生活，似乎也很苦的。但是一天一天的，也就糊里糊涂地过去了，也就过着春夏秋冬，脱下单衣去，穿起棉衣来地过去了。 生、老、病、死，都没有什么表示。生了就任其自然的长去；长大就长大，长不大也就算了。 老，老了也没有什么关系，眼花了，就不看；耳聋了，就不听；牙掉了，就整吞；走不动了，就瘫着。这有什么办法，谁老谁活该。 病，人吃五谷杂粮，谁不生病呢？ 死，这回可是悲哀的事情了，父亲死了儿子哭；儿子死了母亲哭；哥哥死了一家全哭；嫂子死了，她的娘家人来哭。 哭了一朝或是三日，就总得到城外去，挖一个坑把这人埋起来。 埋了之后，那活着的仍旧得回家照旧地过着日子。该吃饭，吃饭。该睡觉，睡觉。外人绝对看不出来是他家已经没有了父亲或是失掉了哥哥，就连他们自己也不是关起门来，每天哭上一场。他们心中的悲哀，也不过是随着当地的风俗的大流逢年过节的到坟上去观望一回。二月过清明，家家户户都提着香火去上坟茔，有的坟头上塌了一块土，有的坟头上陷了几个洞，相观之下，感慨唏嘘，烧香点酒。若有近亲的人如子女父母之类，往往且哭上一场；那哭的语句，数数落落，无异是在做一篇文章或者是在诵一篇长诗。歌诵完了之后，站起来拍拍屁股上的土，也就随着上坟的人们回城的大流，回城去了。 回到城中的家里，又得照旧的过着日子，一年柴米油盐，浆洗缝补。从早晨到晚上忙了个不休。夜里疲乏之极，躺在炕上就睡了。在夜梦中并梦不到什么悲哀的或是欣喜的景况，只不过咬着牙、打着哼，一夜一夜地就都这样地过去了。 假若有人问他们，人生是为了什么？他们并不会茫然无所对答的，他们会直截了当地不加思索地说了出来：“人活着是为吃饭穿衣。” 再问他，人死了呢？他们会说：“人死了就完了。” 所以没有人看见过做扎彩匠的活着的时候为他自己糊一座阴宅，大概他不怎么相信阴间。假如有了阴间，到那时候他再开扎彩铺，怕又要租人家的房子了。 six 呼兰河城里，除了东二道街、西二道街、十字街之外，再就都是些个小胡同了。 小胡同里边更没有什么了，就连打烧饼麻花的店铺也不大有，就连卖红绿糖球的小床子，也都是摆在街口上去，很少有摆在小胡同里边的。那些住在小街上的人家，一天到晚看不见多少闲散杂人。耳听的眼看的，都比较的少，所以整天寂寂寞寞的，关起门来在过着生活。破草房有上半间，买上二斗豆子，煮一点盐豆下饭吃，就是一年。 在小街上住着，又冷清、又寂寞。 一个提篮子卖烧饼的，从胡同的东头喊，胡同向西头都听到了。虽然不买，若走谁家的门口，谁家的人都是把头探出来看看，间或有问一问价钱的，问一问糖麻花和油麻花现在是不是还卖着前些日子的价钱。 间或有人走过去掀开了筐子上盖着的那张布，好像要买似的，拿起一个来摸一摸是否还是热的。 摸完了也就放下了，卖麻花的也绝对的不生气。 于是又提到第二家的门口去。 第二家的老太婆也是在闲着，于是就又伸出手来，打开筐子，摸了一回。 摸完了也是没有买。 等到了第三家，这第三家可要买了。 一个三十多岁的女人，刚刚睡午觉起来，她的头顶上梳着一个卷，大概头发不怎样整齐，发卷上罩着一个用大黑珠线织的网子，网子上还插了不少的疙瘩针。可是因为这一睡觉，不但头发乱了，就是那些疙瘩针也都跳出来了，好像这女人的发卷上被射了不少的小箭头。 她一开门就很爽快，把门扇刮打的往两边一分，她就从门里闪出来了。 随后就跟出来五个孩子。这五个孩子也都个个爽快。像一个小连队似的，一排就排好了。 第一个是女孩子，十二三岁，伸出手来就拿了一个五吊钱一只的一竹筷子长的大麻花。她的眼光很迅速，这麻花在这筐子里的确是最大的，而且就只有这一个。 第二个是男孩子，拿了一个两吊钱一只的。 第三个也是拿了个两吊钱一只的。也是个男孩子。 第四个看了看，没有办法，也只得拿了一个两吊钱的。也是个男孩子。 轮到第五个了，这个可分不出来是男孩子，还是女孩子。头是秃的，一只耳朵上挂着钳子，瘦得好像个干柳条，肚子可特别大。看样子也不过五岁。 一伸手，他的手就比其余的四个的都黑得更厉害，其余的四个，虽然他们的手也黑得够厉害的，但总还认得出来那是手，而不是别的什么，唯有他的手是连认也认不出来了，说是手吗，说是什么呢，说什么都行。完全起着黑的灰的、深的浅的，各种的云层。看上去，好像看隔山照似的，有无穷的趣味。 他就用这手在筐子里边挑选，几乎是每个都让他摸过了，不一会工夫，全个的筐子都让他翻遍了。本来这筐子虽大，麻花也并没有几只。除了一个顶大的之外，其余小的也不过十来只，经了他这一翻，可就完全遍了。弄了他满手是油，把那小黑手染得油亮油亮的，黑亮黑亮的。 而后他说：“我要大的。” 于是就在门口打了起来。 他跑得非常之快，他去追着他的姐姐。他的第二个哥哥，他的第三个哥哥，也都跑了上去，都比他跑得更快。再说他的大姐，那个拿着大麻花的女孩，她跑得更快到不能想像了。已经找到一块墙的缺口的地方，跳了出去，后边的也就跟着一溜烟地跳过去。等他们刚一追着跳过去，那大孩子又跳回来了。在院子里跑成了一阵旋风。 那个最小的，不知是男孩子还是女孩子的，早已追不上了。落在后边，在号陶大哭。间或也想拣一点便宜，那就是当他的两个哥哥，把他的姐姐已经扭住的时候，他就趁机会想要从中抢他姐姐手里的麻花。可是几次都没有做到，于是又落在后边号陶大哭。 他们的母亲，虽然是很有威风的样子，但是不动手是招呼不住他们的。 母亲看了这样子也还没有个完了，就进屋去，拿起烧火的铁叉子来，向着她的孩子就奔去了。不料院子里有一个小泥坑，是猪在里打腻的地方。她恰好就跌在泥坑那儿了。把叉子跌出去五尺多远。 于是这场戏才算达到了高潮，看热闹的人没有不笑的，没有不称心愉快的。 就连那卖麻花的人也看出神了，当那女人坐到泥坑中把泥花四边溅起来的时候，那卖麻花的差一点没把筐子掉了地下。他高兴极了，他早已经忘了他手里的筐子了。 至于那几个孩子，则早就不见了。 等母亲起来去把他们追回来的时候，那做母亲的这回可发了威风，让他们一个一个的向着太阳跪下。在院子里排起一小队来，把麻花一律的解除。 顶大的孩子的麻花没有多少了，完全被撞碎了。 第三个孩子的已经吃完了。 第二个的还剩了一点点。 只有第四个的还拿在手上没有动。 第五个，不用说，根本没有拿在手里。 闹到结果，卖麻花的和那女人吵了一阵之后提着筐子又到另一家去叫卖去了。他和那女人所吵的是关于那第四个孩子手上拿了半天的麻花又退回了的问题，卖麻花的坚持着不让退，那女人又非退回不可。结果是付了三个麻花的钱，就把那提篮子的人赶了出来了。 为着麻花而下跪的五个孩子不提了。再说那一进胡同口就被挨家摸索过来的麻花，被提到另外的胡同里去，倒底也卖掉了。一个已经脱完了牙齿的老太太买了其中的一个，用纸裹着拿到屋子去了。她一边走着一边说：“这麻花真干净，油亮亮的。” 而后招呼了她的小孙子，快来吧。 那卖麻花的人看了老太太很喜欢这麻花，于是就又说： “是刚出锅的，还热忽着哩！” seven 过去了卖麻花的，后半天，也许又来了卖凉粉的，也是一在胡同口的这头喊，那头就听到了。 要买的拿着小瓦盆出去了。不买的坐在屋子一听这卖凉粉的一招呼，就知道是应烧晚饭的时候了。因为这凉粉一个整个的夏天都是在太阳偏西，他就来的，来得那么准，就像时钟一样，到了四五点钟他必来的。就象他卖凉粉专门到这一条胡同来卖似的。似乎在别的胡同里就没有为着多卖几家而耽误了这一定的时间。 卖凉粉的一过去了。一天也就快黑了。 打着拨浪鼓的货郎，一到太阳偏西，就再不进到小巷子里来，就连僻静的街他也不去了，他担着担子从大街口走回家去。 卖瓦盆的，也早都收市了。 拣绳头的，换破烂的也都回家去了。 只有卖豆腐的则又出来了。 During the dinner season, eating shallots dipped in miso is already delicious. If you add a piece of tofu, it will be the icing on the cake. You must waste two more bowls of porridge with rice, cloud and beans.一吃就吃多了，那是很自然的，豆腐加上点辣椒油，再拌上点大酱，那是多么可口的东西；用筷子触了一点点豆腐，就能够吃下去半碗饭，再到豆腐上去触了一下，一碗饭就完了。Eating two extra bowls of rice because of tofu is not considered a lot. Those who have not eaten it cannot know the taste of it. 所以卖豆腐的人来了，男女老幼，全都欢迎。打开门来，笑盈盈的，虽然不说什么，但是彼此有一种融洽的感情，默默生了起来。 似乎卖豆腐的在说：“我的豆腐真好！” 似乎买豆腐的回答：“你的豆腐果然不错。” 买不起豆腐的人对那卖豆腐的，就非常的羡慕，一听了那从街口越招呼越近的声音就特别地感到诱惑，假若能吃一块豆腐可不错，切上一点青辣椒，拌上一点小葱子。 但是天天这样想，天天就没有买成，卖豆腐的一来，就把这等人白白地引诱一场。于是那被诱惑的人，仍然逗不起决心，就多吃几口辣椒，辣得满头是汗。他想假若一个人开了一个豆腐房可不错，那就可以自由随便地吃豆腐了。 果然，他的儿子长到五岁的时候，问他：“你长大了干什么？” 五岁的孩子说：“开豆腐房。” 这显然要继承他父亲未遂的志愿。 关于豆腐这美妙的一盘菜的爱好，竟还有甚于此的，竟有想要倾家荡产的。传说上，有这样的一个家长，他下了决心，他说：“不过了，买一块豆腐吃去！”这“不过了”的三个字，用旧的语言来翻译，就是毁家纾难的意思；用现代的话来说，就是：“我破产了！” Eight 卖豆腐的一收了市，一天的事情都完了。 家家户户都把晚饭吃过了。吃过了晚饭，看晚霞的看晚霞，不看晚霞的躺到炕上去睡觉的也有。 这地方的晚霞是很好看的，有一个土名，叫火烧云。说“晚霞”人们不懂，若一说“火烧云”就连三岁的孩子也会呀呀地往西天空里指给你看。 晚饭一过，火烧云就上来了。照得小孩子的脸是红的。把大白狗变成红色的狗了。红公鸡就变成金的了。黑母鸡变成紫檀色的了。喂猪的老头子，往墙根上靠，他笑盈盈地看着他的两匹小白猪，变成小金猪了，他刚想说：“他妈的，你们也变了……” 他的旁边走来了一个乘凉的人，那人说：“你老人家必要高寿，你老是金胡子了。” 天空的云，从西边一直烧到东边，红堂堂的，好像是天着了火。 这地方的火烧云变化极多，一会红堂堂的了，一会金洞洞的了，一会半紫半黄的，一会半灰半百合色。葡萄灰、大黄梨、紫茄子，这些颜色天空上边都有。还有些说也说不出来的，见也未曾见过的，诸多种的颜色。 五秒钟之内，天空里有一匹马，马头向南，马尾向西，那马是跪着的，像是在等着有人骑到它的背上，它才站起来。Another second passed, and nothing changed. After another two or three seconds, the horse grew bigger, its legs stretched out, its neck grew, but a tail was gone. When the people who watched were looking for the tail of the horse, the horse became sluggish. 忽然又来了一条大狗，这条狗十分凶猛，它在前边跑着，它的后面似乎还跟了好几条小狗仔。跑着跑着，小狗就不知跑到哪里去了，大狗也不见了。 又找到了一个大狮子，和娘娘庙门前的大石头狮子一模一样的，也是那么大，也是那样的蹲着，很威武的，很镇静地蹲着，它表示着蔑视一切的样子，似乎眼睛连什么也不睬，看着看着地，一不谨慎，同时又看到了别一个什么。At this time, it can be troublesome. People's eyes can't look east and west at the same time.这样子会活活把那个大狮子糟蹋了。In a blink of an eye, as soon as I bowed my head, things in the sky changed.If I look for it again, I am afraid that I will not be able to find it even if I am blind. 大狮子既然找不到，另外的那什么，比方就是一个猴子吧，猴子虽不如大狮子，可同时也没有了。 一时恍恍惚惚的，满天空里又像这个，又像那个，其实是什么也不像，什么也没有了。 必须是低下头去，把眼睛揉一揉，或者是沉静一会再来看。 可是天空偏偏又不常常等待着那些爱好它的孩子。一会工夫火烧云下去了。 于是孩子们困倦了，回屋去睡觉了。竟有还没能来得及进屋的，就靠在姐姐的腿上，或者是依在祖母的怀里就睡着了。 祖母的手里，拿着白马鬃的蝇甩子，就用蝇甩子给他驱逐着蚊虫。 祖母还不知道这孩子是已经睡了，还以为他在那里玩着呢！ “下去玩一会去吧！把奶奶的腿压麻了。” 用手一推，这孩子已经睡得摇摇晃晃的了。 这时候，火烧云已经完全下去了。 于是家家户户都进屋去睡觉，关起窗门来。 呼兰河这地方，就是在六月里也是不十分热的，夜里总要盖着薄棉被睡觉。等黄昏之后的乌鸦飞过时，只能够隔着窗子听到那很少的尚未睡的孩子在嚷叫：“乌鸦乌鸦你打场，给你二斗粮…… 那漫天盖地的一群黑乌鸦，呱呱地大叫着，在整个的县城的头顶上飞过去了。 据说飞过了呼兰河的南岸，就在一个大树林子里边住下了。明天早晨起来再飞。 夏秋之间每夜要过乌鸦，究竟这些成百成千的乌鸦过到哪里去，孩子们是不大晓得的，大人们也不大讲给他们听。只晓得念这套歌，“乌鸦乌鸦你打场，给你二斗粮。”究竟给乌鸦二斗粮做什么，似乎不大有道理。 Nine 乌鸦一飞过，这一天才真正地过去了。 因为大昂星升起来了，大昂星好像铜球似的亮晶晶的了。天河和月亮也都上来了。 蝙蝠也飞起来了。 是凡跟着太阳一起来的，现在都回去了。人睡了，猪、马、牛、羊也都睡了，燕子和蝴蝶也都不飞了。就连房根底下的牵牛花，也一朵没有开的。 含苞的含苞，卷缩的卷缩。含苞的准备着欢迎那早晨又要来的太阳，那卷缩的，因为它已经在昨天欢迎过了，它要落去了。 随着月亮上来的星夜，大昴星也不过是月亮的一个马前卒，让它先跑到一步就是了。 夜一来蛤蟆就叫，在河沟里叫，在洼地里叫。虫子也叫，在院心草棵子里，在城外的大田上，有的叫在人家的花盆里，有的叫在人家的坟头上。 夏夜若无风无雨就这样地过去了，一夜又一夜。 很快地夏天就过完了，秋天就来了。秋天和夏天的分别不太大，也不过天凉了，夜里非盖着被子睡觉不可。种田的人白天忙着收割，夜里多做几个割高粱的梦就是了。 女人一到了八月也不过就是浆衣裳，拆被子，捶棒棰，捶得街街巷巷早晚地叮叮地乱响。 “棒棰”一捶完，做起被子来，就是冬天。 冬天下雪了。 人们四季里，风、霜、雨、雪的过着，霜打了，雨淋了。大风来时是飞沙走石。似乎是很了不起的样子。冬天，大地被冻裂了，江河被冻住了。再冷起来，江河也被冻得锵锵地响着裂开了纹。冬天，冻掉了人的耳朵，…… 破了人的鼻子……裂了人的手和脚。 但这是大自然的威风，与小民们无关。 呼兰河的人们就是这样，冬天来了就穿棉衣裳，夏天来了就穿单衣裳。 就好像太阳出来了就起来，太阳落了就睡觉似的。 被冬天冻裂了手指的，到了夏天也自然就好了。好不了的，“李永春” 药铺，去买二两红花，泡一点红花酒来擦一擦，擦得手指通红也不见消，也许就越来越肿起来。那么再到“李永春”药铺去，这回可不买红花了，是买了一贴膏药来。回到家里，用火一烤，粘粘糊糊地就贴在冻疮上了。这膏药是真好，贴上了一点也不碍事。该赶车的去赶车，该切菜的去切菜。粘粘糊糊地是真好，见了水也不掉，该洗衣裳的洗衣裳去好了。就是掉了，拿在火上再一烤，就还贴得上的。一贴，贴了半个月。 呼兰河这地方的人，什么都讲结实、耐用，这膏药这样的耐用，实在是合乎这地方的人情。虽然是贴了半个月，手也还没有见好，但这膏药总算是耐用，没有白花钱。 于是再买一贴去，贴来贴去，这手可就越肿越大了。还有些买不起膏药的，就拣人家贴乏了的来贴。 到后来，那结果，谁晓得是怎样呢，反正一塌糊涂去了吧。 春夏秋冬，一年四季来回循环地走，那是自古也就这样的了。风霜雨雪，受得住的就过去了，受不住的，就寻求着自然的结果。那自然的结果不大好，把一个人默默地一声不响地就拉着离开了这人间的世界了。 至于那还没有被拉去的，就风霜雨雪，仍旧在人间被吹打着。