Chapter 23 3
People are dancing.
Tsui Hark summoned the waiter and ordered another glass of beer.
Xiao Jun said: "Brother, don't drink, you drink too much."
"It's okay, I feel a little awkward today, let me have a few more drinks."
"You shouldn't drink more because you feel awkward. Besides, didn't you ask me to control you a little bit about smoking and drinking?"
Tsui Hark grabbed Xiaojun's hand, pulled it in front of him across the table, squeezed it lightly, stared at Xiaojun drunkenly, and said gratefully: "When a person really feels lonely, a partner doesn't Not a consolation."
During the day, the young man selling owls also came to the entrance of the dance hall, but he was stopped by the ticket collector.
The girl said, "Tickets."
The young man said, "I'm looking for someone."
"Find someone?"
"real!"
The girl handed the microphone in her hand to him and said, "He heard his name from inside."
The young man refused to answer, he said: "Miss, if I look for this person in such a way, he will not come out if he hears it inside."
The girl is routine: "Then I don't care. Anyway, as long as you enter the door, I have to collect the ticket."
"Then, how much is a ticket?" He put a hand into the inner pocket of his suit, as if he wanted to pay for a ticket.
"Fifty!"
The young man was stunned, and did not take out the hand that was already in the pocket of his suit.
The girl ignored him and fiddled with her red nails appreciatively.
The sound of dance music came out one after another high and low.
In the ballroom, Tsui Hark and Xiao Jun were still dancing. Two young men at another table watched them. One said: "A man who does not actively court a woman is an easy prey to an aggressive woman." "Yes, the whole world is full of snares, snares, and traps that women set to conquer men." "Strange," the man said again, "how can that chick like his tasteless man? If it's for money, then I can go over and tell her now that I am richer than her master Xu's wallet." .” "Sometimes you have to think about women with a woman's head, just as you have to think about a fool with a fool's head." The girl collecting tickets outside listened to the music coming from the venue, couldn't hold back her lonely heart, and writhed alone. The young man who had been wanting to go in and find someone smiled, walked over and approached him, and said, "Miss, everyone should learn how to behave according to their profession. My practice in social activities has always been to be nice to people. I think that applies to everyone." The girl rolled her eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment. The young man took the opportunity to "set magnetism": "Miss, I want to go in and find someone, but you let me buy a ticket, but I don't have enough money in my pocket to buy a ticket. This is a contradiction. If there is a contradiction, you have to find a way to solve it." , isn’t it? Fortunately, I’m not stupid and know what to do.” He took out a box of chewing gum and a box of women’s cigarettes from his pocket, put them on the table, and said, “If I force my way in, you If you can’t stop me, you will be dereliction of duty. If I give you two bills, you will accept bribes if you accept them. I bought these two things with the money in my pocket. Look, can you do me a favor?” The girl hesitated, looked left and right, saw that there was no third party, quickly opened the drawer of the ticket desk, and quickly put the chewing gum and cigarettes in. The girl said: "Come in quickly, come out quickly, don't cause trouble inside." "Don't worry, I'm so refined, am I the kind of person who causes trouble?" The young man went in. His surname was Li, and some people called him "Little Li". There was a man on the dance floor—short and fat, the man who competed with Tsui Hark for an owl in the market. He was sweating after jumping up. While continuing to dance, he wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. The handkerchief took out a stack of RMB from his pocket and landed on the ground. He pushed his partner away and was about to bend over to pick up the money when a pair of high-heeled feet kicked it away. A stack of renminbi was kicked away under the feet of a pair of men and women, and the short and fat man was in a hurry and could do nothing. He shouted: "Stop! Stop! Make way." The dance music stopped abruptly. A lady came over and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you?" "I... my money." Men and women looked down one after another, and the money was kicked all over the place, at the feet of almost every pair of men and women. People dispersed, returned to their places, and gave him a chance to pick up money. He bent down and picked up one, and then another. Everyone was watching him from their seats, and he felt embarrassed, although there was no shame in picking up the money he dropped in front of everyone. He straightened his waist, let go of the hand picking up the money in front of everyone, and the two big unity cards he picked up fell to the ground again. He straightened his tie, smiled unnaturally, looked around the crowd, and said: "Everyone, whoever can pick them up for me will get two of them." Nobody moved.Someone had a look of disdain on their faces. He said again: "Three!" and held out three fingers. "Five." The three fingers turned into a slap. Xiao Li came in and saw this scene just in time. He was about to step forward, but Tsui Hark got up from his seat before him and stopped Xiao Li. Tsui Hark said to the short and fat stall owner: "If half of it goes to me, I will help you." The other party didn't expect it to be him, let alone that he would propose such a condition, and stared at him blankly and annoyed. Tsui Hark added: "If your face is worth a lot of money, but I am willing to admit in public that my face is only worth half of this money, how about it?" Chunky stared at him blankly, Tsui Hark was waiting. Xiaojun came over and called in a low voice: "Brother..." Tsui Hark smiled at her, telling her not to worry about anything. The short and fat stall owner almost gritted his teeth and said to Tsui Hark, "Pick it up!" Tsui Hark walked over calmly and with a slight smile.As he walked, he said: "Money is a good thing. Even the defects of rich people, including the defects of a small nouveau riche like myself, are filled with money. Therefore, I am a person who values money very much. When I can pick up money with two hands, I never use one hand." He raised a hand towards the other party: "My hand, pick up money for you." He raised his other hand again: "My hand is picking up money for myself, you have to keep your eyes open and watch." So he bent down to pick up money with both hands under the watchful eyes of everyone. The dumpy stall owner watched. After Tsui Hark picked up all the money on the floor, he said, "This is yours." He stuffed the money into the other person's coat pocket, and said, "This is mine." Put the money into his own pocket. Tsui Hark found that there was still a sign of "Great Unity" on the other side's feet, so he bent down again and said, "Excuse me, please lift your feet." The chunky stall owner raised his foot reluctantly. Tsui Hark picked up the money, straightened up, and slowly tore the ten-yuan note in half, stuffed one half into the opponent's pocket, and stuffed the other half into his own pocket. He looked around the people and said: "Rich people can eat whatever they want, and poor people can eat whatever they can. When I was able to eat whatever I could, I always ate whatever I wanted. Sweet dream. Money made it possible for me, so I'm not ashamed to earn it openly." He put one hand across his chest and bowed deeply to everyone: "Thank you for your appreciation, the performance is over." He whispered to the short and fat stall owner again: "Thank you, brother, for giving me a chance to make up for the unnecessary loss during the day." He walked calmly to his seat. The dumpy stall owner was too angry to say a word. Xiao Li walked towards Tsui Hark at this moment, and said enthusiastically, "Brother, you made me look for you everywhere, you forgot that we made an appointment tonight..." Tsui Hark was taken aback, belched loudly and asked, "What's the appointment?" Xiao Li said out of thin air: "Look at your memory, didn't you go to buy paintings!" At this time, the dance music started again, people left their seats one after another, Xiao Li took the opportunity to walk out with Tsui Hark on his arm. When they walked out of the ballroom, Xiao Li and the girl who took the ticket took the initiative to say hello and made a provocative wink, and the two went out.
Xiaojun ran out of the dance hall in a hurry—she was chasing Tsui Hark—Xiao Li was holding Tsui Hark on his arm, and was stopping a taxi. Xiao Jun shouted: "Brother! Where are you going, brother? Leave me alone?" Tsui Hark turned around and raised his hand to her, but he didn't say anything.He was obviously drunk, rootless and swaying. "You've had enough fun, go back by yourself! I'll accompany him to do something." After Xiao Li finished speaking, he stuffed Tsui Hark into the taxi. Xiaojun stomped his feet: "You cronies, what are you doing pestering him all day long!" Xiao Li turned around and said, "We are his friends, so what's the matter with you?" Then he got into the car. Xiaojun watched the taxi drive away, and cursed bitterly: "Bastard!" The taxi stops in front of a residential building. Xiao Li dragged Tsui Hark out of the car, and helped Tsui Hark upstairs—the stairs were very narrow, and a little light poured down from several floors... Tsui Hark was helped by Xiao Li into the family's living room. The drawing room was very untidy, and it was evident that it was a place without a mistress.But here and there, there is no shortage of feminine things—a long silk stocking draped over the head of the bed, an open cosmetic box still on the table, a high-heeled shoe, only one, somehow in the middle of the floor. The owner of the room has long hair and a long beard, and looks like a decadent artist. The owner offered smoke to Tsui Hark and said: "I heard from Xiao Li that you have great appreciation for painting art, and it is an honor to know you." Tsui Hark said, "Don't talk about that, let me ask you, that, that..." The master and Xiao Li waited patiently for him to say "that". But he stopped talking and started smoking. Xiao Li asked anxiously, "Brother, what is that?" "Oh, that, that..." Tsui Hark thought for a while and said, "Where... is the toilet?" "Go to the bathroom?" the host said, "Come on, let me turn on the light for you first." He led Tsui Hark into the toilet, walked into the living room, stared at Xiao Li and said in a low voice, "Why did you bring a drunk to me!" Xiao Li hissed: "For us, isn't it better when he's drunk than when he's sober?" There was the sound of urinating in the toilet. The master said: "Listen, the mother will not wash it." The sound of washing hands. Xiao Li said: "He still hasn't forgotten to wash his hands, so he probably isn't too drunk. We have to cooperate with each other." Tsui Hark came out from the toilet, he seemed to be more awake than before.A little confused, he asked Xiao Li: "We, what are we doing here?" Xiao Li said: "Brother, you are such a noble person who forgets things! Didn't I accompany you to buy paintings?" Tsui Hark looked at the owner: "Buy paintings? Oh, yes, buy paintings." Xiao Li said: "Brother, let me solemnly introduce you again. This is a painter! A genius in our city. Of course, he hasn't been recognized yet, but he will be recognized soon." The owner pretended to be modest and said: "Where is it, I'm overwhelmed." Tsui Hark looked at him with admiration: "It's a pleasure to meet you." The two shook hands again. Xiao Li said to the master: "Then, let my elder brother choose the painting?" "Okay, okay." The master took out a scroll from the painting bottle: "I know what kind of paintings you like, so I would like you to look at this one first." The master unfolded the painting—a solid black dot in the center of the white paper.Tsui Hark admired it for a long time, but couldn't see why, so he had to ask: "What is the painting?" The owner pretended to be profound, and at the same time seemed to have doubts about his appreciation level, saying: "It symbolizes the uniqueness of God, and the consistency of God's love." Tsui Hark shook his head and said, "Please show us one more picture." So the master took out another one and unfolded it for him to see—there are two and a half overlapping black dots in the middle of the white painting. Tsui Hark looked at Xiao Li. Xiao Li said: "My elder brother doesn't know much about Symbolism yet, please explain to me." The owner seemed to say disdainfully: "This is a symbol of union." Tsui Hark said: "I can see something about this. However, I don't quite understand what these two black dots represent." Xiao Li explained on his behalf: "Don't the black dots on that painting represent God? This painting represents God and his wife? The family is harmonious and the marriage is happy!" The master shook his head negatively and said, "No, it's wrong. These are the naked man and woman in Genesis, Adam and Eve who were banished to the world." Tsui Hark asked, "How much is that?" The host said: "Once born, twice cooked. God wants you two hundred and fifty, and Adam and Eve want you two two hundred and fifty." Tsui Hark looked at this picture and that picture.hesitated. ——Actually, some people are praised as geniuses at a certain time, just like some bugs are called centipedes.Not because the bug really has a hundred legs, but because most people can only count to a dozen with their eyes. The host said: "Xiao Li, you should help your elder brother as a consultant first. If you can't appreciate these two pictures, you don't need to look at the others. It's useless to look at them." The master leaves and walks into the bedroom. Tsui Hark said: "If there is a little more, then there is an extra two hundred and five. Although they are all painted by geniuses, the price is too high, right?" Xiao Li said: "Brother, you can't say that. You like art! You want to be an art collector, can you do it without spending money?" "Then you mean..." "Buy! Of course I have to buy it!" "Buy both?" "Never mind! God—we want two hundred and fifty! Naked men and women—we want two two hundred and fifty! Add one piece and it's three two hundred and fifty!" Tsui Hark seemed to be still hesitating: "If I had known that you brought me to buy paintings today, I would not have bought an owl. Hey, my owl..." "Brother, don't worry, you can't lose that owl. I asked Xiaojun to take it home for you. Brother, we have to buy it! I have introduced your appreciation level to others very high, we can't let people look down on us. no?" Tsui Hark's attitude is still unclear. Xiao Li said: "Brother, it doesn't matter if you don't have that much money with you. To save my face, we can always give him an IOU." Tsui Hark stretched out a hand silently. Xiao Li rushed to the living room and shouted: "Hey, come out quickly! Find paper and pen!" Tsui Hark bought the painting, tucked it under his arm, and hummed all the way home.His family had already lived in a unit building. He held on to the railing of the stairs, went upstairs half drunk, and rang the bell outside a door. A fat old lady opened the door and glared at him angrily and amusedly: "How many times is this the first time? Your house needs to be upgraded!" Tsui Hark hurriedly said, "I'm sorry! Auntie." While smiling apologetically, he went upstairs backwards. The fat old lady said: "What auntie! Should I forget my auntie? Look at you, your mouth is full of alcohol! Your father is angry at home! Be careful!" Tsui Hark said: "My son who can earn money... raises... raises him... why is he still... angry?" "Fart!" Tsui Hark's father appeared at the top of the stairs and scolded him angrily, "I have a pension, does it cost you a penny? You spend a lot of money outside to embarrass me, and you have the face to say that you support my old age." !" Tsui Hark seemed to be fully awake from the wine, and quietly slipped past his father. His home is well decorated, with three bedrooms and one living room. After entering the house, Tsui Hark changed into slippers and sat on the sofa; his father stood up, smoking black cheap cigarettes angrily. Tsui Hark threw a pack of foreign cigarettes on the table of the combination cabinet, and said flatteringly: "Dad, don't smoke that cheap cigarettes, it's bad for your health. You'd better smoke the ones I bought for you!" My father said: "I will never smoke your cigarettes, lest you tell outsiders that I rely on you to support me." "Dad, where are you thinking? I'm your son, why should you be angry with me for saying something casually?" My father said: "Let me ask you, where are those things in our house? You always said you moved them here, why didn't you bring any of them?" Tsui Hark said, "We're eliminated." "What?" Father didn't understand the word "elimination". "It's all dealt with! It's time to throw away, and give away what can be given away!" "You! What a prodigal son! Your mother and I spent our whole lives guarding those things, and you threw them away and gave them away. You didn't even bring me a pair of slippers!" Tsui Hark said: "When we lived in the old shabby house, did our family have slippers?" He got annoyed and shouted. The father became even more angry, looked down at his feet, took off the soft-soled satin slippers and threw them towards him, one fell on the coffee table and the other fell on Tsui Hark. My father said: "How much money do you earn now, and you burn the buns? Did you also give away that big camphor wood box to me?" Tsui Hark said: "Only one board on the cover is made of camphor wood. The four corners are all rotten, and the three corners have been eaten through by mice. Who wants to give it away!" He grumbled and walked to the hall, opened the refrigerator, took out a can of drink and drank it.It seemed that he did not plan to return to the living room in order to avoid conflict. Father yelled in the living room: "I haven't finished teaching you yet, get out of here!" Reluctantly, he strolled back to the living room, continued to drink, and glared at his father. Father pointed to the wall: "What is that?" An oil painting was set in a large frame - a Greek nude lying on the red carpet, holding a peacock feather fan, staring back from a height. Tsui Hark said, "Bo Qier!" "What? Do you dare to say it again?!" "Porgy!" Father got angry: "You! I'm not blind yet! Is that a dustpan?! Why don't you say it's a broom?!" knocking. The father and son temporarily "truce", Tsui Hark went to open the door. It was the fat old lady downstairs who came in. She said, "Let me see what time it is? My watch has stopped." She obviously came to try to persuade the fight.Looking at the father and son, they struck up a conversation and said, "Tsui Hark is a pretty good boy, except that he likes to drink and has a lot of friends, so there is nothing wrong with him. Why are you yelling at him all the time?" Tsui Hark said: "For some reason, my father not only dislikes me, but also dislikes this family." The fat old lady said: "That's why you are a father. Your son has managed such a rich family! Is there anything else that doesn't please your eyes!" Father pointed to the painting again: "Look! There is a guest at home, sitting on the sofa, the guest looks at her, and she looks at the guest, do you think it's okay? But he still treats me as blind, insisting that The painting on the painting is a dustpan!" Tsui Hark said, "Who said it was a dustpan? It's the great slave girl Boqier." The fat old lady said: "Hey, don't talk to your father in this tone. Is he an old man? He has the right to yell at you, but you don't have the right to get angry." She looked at the painting and commented, "Slave girl!" Isn’t it just a maid? There are still great maids? Yang Paifeng broke through the heavens with a fire stick. The storytellers only said that she was braver than men, and they didn’t dare to sing about her being great in the drama! I think the painting is a foreign country. Girl, only foreign men dote on their maids to such an extent, and even praise their greatness." The fat old lady persuaded Tsui Hark's father again: "As an old man, you also have to learn to adapt to the new environment to some extent! My eldest grandson did the same, he couldn't get in his hut, and the walls were covered with stickers. All of them are painted by women. I thought the girls in their unit must think that he is not in the right mind, and they don’t want to talk to him, right? That’s not the case. They are all willing to come to him! Nowadays, the girls are all dressed more and more The more you pay attention to being thin, revealing, and transparent, not to mention it’s just a painting you can see with your eyes. If you open and close your eyes, it’s as if you didn’t see it.” Father said: "If I didn't see that he bought it for two thousand yuan, I would have set him on fire!" Tsui Hark poked his neck forbearance. "Look again, there is this!" Father said, tearing off a sheet from something, and it turned out that it was covering a Venus.But it's not white but black, taller than a real person. The fat old lady stared and said: "Oh my god! Why do you like black ones? If there is a power outage and a stranger comes and takes a quick look, why not be scared?" Father said: "If I didn't see that he bought it for more than 2,000 yuan, I would have smashed it for him." Father wanted to cover it with a bed sheet again, but Tsui Hark lifted "her" and carried her to his room. His father yelled at his room: "You said that when you bought it, you didn't care about your money?" Tsui Hark lay down on the bed and said in vain, "I earned the money. I can buy what I like. Why do you feel bad?" The fat old lady said to Tsui Hark's father: "It's not a big mistake to be able to earn and spend. If you really look at it, then don't burn it, why don't you give it to me. Huh?" Tsui Hark's father glanced at the painting, clearly reluctant to part with it, and remained silent. The fat old lady said: "If you stop arguing, I won't stay any longer." She glanced at the painting, as if she still wanted it, but she was too embarrassed to speak again. Before leaving, she said, "I'll take an apple back to my grandson." Father said: "Take a few more!" "No, just take one." The old lady said so, but put one in each pocket, and took one in each hand. After sending the fat old lady away, the father stood at the door of Tsui Hark's room and asked inside, "Tell me, what kind of wealth did you compete with in the market today?" "I'm not fighting for wealth, I'm fighting for breath. If I lose this breath to that kid, I won't be able to survive in the market!" "You said that you are in your thirties, if you don't start a family early, let me have a grandson early, and let me die with peace of mind." "How do you know I don't want to?" "You think? You think your kid is keeping...a little whore outside!" Tsui Hark sat up suddenly: "Dad, don't talk nonsense, okay? She is my employee! There is nothing between me and her..." "Employees? Are you the only one who has employees? Employees, you still accompany her to restaurants and dance halls? There is such a little whore by your side, who is a decent girl who will marry you? You think you deserve to marry a woman with a few filthy money. A good-looking wife? I don’t want your filthy money! I want you to bring me back a daughter-in-law as soon as possible!” Tsui Hark said: "Dad, I'll say it again, if you always tell me that my employees are little whores or something in front of me, don't blame you for being my father and I will be annoyed with you too! Watch out for me all year round. Tan'er, it's not easy for her. She helps me earn money a lot, so I should treat her well! Besides, she's not from this city, she has no relatives in this city, so she treats me like a big brother, and I'll accompany her for a few meals Have a meal, go to the dance hall a few times, what's the matter?" Father said: "But other people don't see it that way!" "I don't care what other people think!" The doorbell rang. Tsui Hark's father went to open the door, and standing outside the door was Xiaojun with makeup on his face, who obviously came directly from the ballroom, holding the stuffed owl in his hand. Xiaojun said: "Master, this is bought by my elder brother, and I sent it to him...he hasn't come home yet?" The father took the stuffed owl and said, "I'm back, come in and sit for a while!" Xiaojun said: "I'm relieved when he comes back. I won't sit down, it's too late. I have to keep the stall for him early tomorrow!" As Xiaojun said, he turned and went downstairs. Tsui Hark chased him out of the house and shouted: "Xiao Jun!" Xiaojun stopped on the stairs. Tsui Hark said, "The road is too far, I don't worry, why don't you live here?" "No, I can call back." "Then, don't stop the car on the road! I'm not trying to scare you, what if you run into someone with malicious intentions?" He took out a few business cards from his pocket as he spoke, and found one for Xiaojun, "You Page him! Just say it was my business card." Xiaojun gratefully accepted it, threw a kiss to Tsui Hark, and left. When Tsui Hark returned to the room, he saw his father holding the specimen in both hands.Turn left and turn right, just don't know where to put it. Father said: "Have you ever seen an owl? You said you spent so much money to buy such a thing, where are you going to put it? You run a factory that prints money? Ah? You show yourself rich, you are better than rich , there are so many owls in the zoo, if you are capable, you can buy them all and take them home!" Tsui Hark took the specimen from his father's arms, and walked to his room without saying a word.In his own room, he was holding the specimen, looking here and there, not knowing where to put it. His father followed him to the door of his room, looked at him, and continued to reprimand: "You fire her immediately tomorrow! I will be your employee, and I will keep your stall every day!" Tsui Hark couldn't bear it for a while, and suddenly threw the specimen hard on the ground. Father was surprised: "You!" The father and son looked at each other aggressively... The father turned around abruptly and walked into another bedroom, where the portrait of Tsui Hark's mother was placed.The father watched and said sadly: "He bought this place with money, and it's his home. In his home, I'm an old man, and I don't agree with ten thousand words. Damn, come with me, we With a little ambition, let's go back to the old street, old courtyard, and old house." The father put the portrait in his arms, stepped out of the room, pointed to Tsui Hark and said, "Son, I have a pension, and I don't need you to support me! Even if your mother is alive, I can afford to support her! Let's go, out of sight and out of mind." Annoyance, so that I don't like you, and you don't like me." Father is gone.He went out, closing the door hard. Tsui Hark stomped on the specimen fiercely, crushing it flat. He lay down on the bed and turned off the light. Suddenly he straightened up and sat up again, looking around for a cigarette. Under the light of the lighter flame, a line of tears flowed down his face. He lay back on his back again and continued smoking. He was indeed sad, and in the tears, he seemed to see his childhood, and even remembered what he said to his mother who was paralyzed on the bed the year before he left for the Great Northern Wilderness: "Mom, our little Pianxiazi It’s about to be built, and there’s plenty of sunlight! I’ll build a small heated kang for you, and you can live there in a few days and see the sunshine.” He even thought of the letter he wrote home after he went to the countryside: "Dad, winter is coming soon, and our small mansion needs to be plastered again, or my mother will be cold living here." Tsui Hark pressed the button to extinguish the cigarette, turned on the light, and sat up again, staring blankly at the black Venus standing beside the bed... He grabbed the ashtray, as if he was about to throw it at Venus—the ashtray was a reclining cow, and a shepherd boy playing the flute was riding on the cow's back. . He looked at the ashtray, not wanting to throw it at Venus, and lowered his raised arm again. He looked at his watch—it was past eleven o'clock... He left the bedroom and came into the living room, fidgeting. He ran to the hall again, opened the refrigerator, took out a can of drink, raised his neck and took a big sip, and returned to the living room with the drink. He found the two scrolls of paintings he had brought back, on the sofa, already squashed. He picked up a scroll of paintings and unfolded them to read. He picked up another scroll and unfolded it to read. He tore up the two scrolls of paintings and put them into the wastebasket. After thinking about it, he took the wastebasket into the toilet. In the living room, there is no one there for the time being, there is a row of bookcases, and there are volumes of hardcover books in various aspects in the cabinets, as if silently proving that the owner is a knowledgeable and knowledgeable person. There is also a shelf for newspapers - the "official newspapers" that are common in general offices, everything that one expects to find. There is a sound of flushing in the toilet... Tsui Hark walked out of the toilet and looked up at the "great female slave" on the wall. He stepped on the chair, took "her" off, carried her into the bedroom, and stuffed it under the bed. He left the house and walked slowly down the stairs... He found that his father hadn't left. He was sitting on the steps outside the building, smoking, motionless. He looked at his father silently. He walked to his father's side, and slowly sat down next to his father. Of course the father knew it was him, but he didn't even look at him and remained motionless. Tsui Hark said, "Dad..." Father didn't make a sound, didn't move. Tsui Hark said again: "Dad, your trachea is not good, why do you have to smoke such strong cigarettes? I beg you to smoke the kind I bought for you. This kind of cigarette is cool." He took a cigarette case from his pocket and popped one out. Father remained unmoved. He gently pulled out the half of the cigarette from his father's fingers, threw it on the ground, and stomped it out. Father wasn't angry either. He popped the cigarette he popped into his father's hand. Although the father remained motionless, he still took the cigarette with that hand. He stared at his father, pressed the lighter, protected the flame, and approached his father. Father hesitated for a moment, leaned closer to the flames, and smoked. An old tear fell on Tsui Hark's hand. Tsui Hark said: "Dad, it's all my fault. From now on, I will never do anything to make you angry." The father choked up and said, "I...sometimes I'm not right...Since your mother died, my heart has always been irritable...I also know that my temper has become more and more bad. It's probably inherited from your ancestors. Your grandfather's temper is not good... Your temper is becoming more and more like mine, not much better than mine... But you have to understand in your heart that there are some things that Dad is doing for you That’s why you lose your temper! In these days, when you get rich, you have to steal it. You have to be like you in a good life, showing it on the bright side? Make some people jealous! Today’s policy changes every moment , Today is the first day of the junior high school, and it may be fifteen tomorrow! Why did Dad insist on ordering so many newspapers? I hope you will read them often! Why does Dad watch TV news and listen to radio news every day? It is for you Look, listen for you! Dad has been worrying about you all day long, afraid that one day you will fall under the policy, why do you always ignore your dad's words?" The father held his head and cried silently. The cigarette butts shook in the dark night, which proved that his hands were shaking too. Tsui Hark also choked up and said: "Dad, I didn't mean to ignore your words, I understand everything you said. But sometimes I feel empty in my heart, and I don't know what kind of life I should live so that I can be happy again. You can get along well in the world, and let people look down on you from the bottom of your heart.” He fell on his father's shoulders and cried too. the next morning. Just as Tsui Hark walked out of the building, he heard someone calling his name from across the road: "Tsu Hark!" Across the road stood a man holding a bicycle—a public security officer. Tsui Hark crossed the road, the man said something to him. Father was lying at the window at home, looking down at this scene... The public security officers grabbed one of Tsui Hark's wrists, and Tsui Hark was reluctantly dragged away by him. Tsui Hark finally broke free from his wrist. The public security officer seemed very angry and accused him of something... Several men and women carrying vegetable baskets stopped to watch. The police officers pushed the car away by themselves. Tsui Hark stood in a daze for a moment, then caught up with the police officers, and kept explaining as he followed. Father walked away from the window, brooding uneasily. Father turned on the TV—the cartoon "Astro Boy" appeared on the screen. Father leaned forward to look at the window again—Tsui Hark and the public security officer had long since disappeared. My father picked up the semiconductor to listen again, and kept tuning the channel...
In the ballroom, Tsui Hark and Xiao Jun were still dancing. Two young men at another table watched them. One said: "A man who does not actively court a woman is an easy prey to an aggressive woman." "Yes, the whole world is full of snares, snares, and traps that women set to conquer men." "Strange," the man said again, "how can that chick like his tasteless man? If it's for money, then I can go over and tell her now that I am richer than her master Xu's wallet." .” "Sometimes you have to think about women with a woman's head, just as you have to think about a fool with a fool's head." The girl collecting tickets outside listened to the music coming from the venue, couldn't hold back her lonely heart, and writhed alone. The young man who had been wanting to go in and find someone smiled, walked over and approached him, and said, "Miss, everyone should learn how to behave according to their profession. My practice in social activities has always been to be nice to people. I think that applies to everyone." The girl rolled her eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment. The young man took the opportunity to "set magnetism": "Miss, I want to go in and find someone, but you let me buy a ticket, but I don't have enough money in my pocket to buy a ticket. This is a contradiction. If there is a contradiction, you have to find a way to solve it." , isn’t it? Fortunately, I’m not stupid and know what to do.” He took out a box of chewing gum and a box of women’s cigarettes from his pocket, put them on the table, and said, “If I force my way in, you If you can’t stop me, you will be dereliction of duty. If I give you two bills, you will accept bribes if you accept them. I bought these two things with the money in my pocket. Look, can you do me a favor?” The girl hesitated, looked left and right, saw that there was no third party, quickly opened the drawer of the ticket desk, and quickly put the chewing gum and cigarettes in. The girl said: "Come in quickly, come out quickly, don't cause trouble inside." "Don't worry, I'm so refined, am I the kind of person who causes trouble?" The young man went in. His surname was Li, and some people called him "Little Li". There was a man on the dance floor—short and fat, the man who competed with Tsui Hark for an owl in the market. He was sweating after jumping up. While continuing to dance, he wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. The handkerchief took out a stack of RMB from his pocket and landed on the ground. He pushed his partner away and was about to bend over to pick up the money when a pair of high-heeled feet kicked it away. A stack of renminbi was kicked away under the feet of a pair of men and women, and the short and fat man was in a hurry and could do nothing. He shouted: "Stop! Stop! Make way." The dance music stopped abruptly. A lady came over and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you?" "I... my money." Men and women looked down one after another, and the money was kicked all over the place, at the feet of almost every pair of men and women. People dispersed, returned to their places, and gave him a chance to pick up money. He bent down and picked up one, and then another. Everyone was watching him from their seats, and he felt embarrassed, although there was no shame in picking up the money he dropped in front of everyone. He straightened his waist, let go of the hand picking up the money in front of everyone, and the two big unity cards he picked up fell to the ground again. He straightened his tie, smiled unnaturally, looked around the crowd, and said: "Everyone, whoever can pick them up for me will get two of them." Nobody moved.Someone had a look of disdain on their faces. He said again: "Three!" and held out three fingers. "Five." The three fingers turned into a slap. Xiao Li came in and saw this scene just in time. He was about to step forward, but Tsui Hark got up from his seat before him and stopped Xiao Li. Tsui Hark said to the short and fat stall owner: "If half of it goes to me, I will help you." The other party didn't expect it to be him, let alone that he would propose such a condition, and stared at him blankly and annoyed. Tsui Hark added: "If your face is worth a lot of money, but I am willing to admit in public that my face is only worth half of this money, how about it?" Chunky stared at him blankly, Tsui Hark was waiting. Xiaojun came over and called in a low voice: "Brother..." Tsui Hark smiled at her, telling her not to worry about anything. The short and fat stall owner almost gritted his teeth and said to Tsui Hark, "Pick it up!" Tsui Hark walked over calmly and with a slight smile.As he walked, he said: "Money is a good thing. Even the defects of rich people, including the defects of a small nouveau riche like myself, are filled with money. Therefore, I am a person who values money very much. When I can pick up money with two hands, I never use one hand." He raised a hand towards the other party: "My hand, pick up money for you." He raised his other hand again: "My hand is picking up money for myself, you have to keep your eyes open and watch." So he bent down to pick up money with both hands under the watchful eyes of everyone. The dumpy stall owner watched. After Tsui Hark picked up all the money on the floor, he said, "This is yours." He stuffed the money into the other person's coat pocket, and said, "This is mine." Put the money into his own pocket. Tsui Hark found that there was still a sign of "Great Unity" on the other side's feet, so he bent down again and said, "Excuse me, please lift your feet." The chunky stall owner raised his foot reluctantly. Tsui Hark picked up the money, straightened up, and slowly tore the ten-yuan note in half, stuffed one half into the opponent's pocket, and stuffed the other half into his own pocket. He looked around the people and said: "Rich people can eat whatever they want, and poor people can eat whatever they can. When I was able to eat whatever I could, I always ate whatever I wanted. Sweet dream. Money made it possible for me, so I'm not ashamed to earn it openly." He put one hand across his chest and bowed deeply to everyone: "Thank you for your appreciation, the performance is over." He whispered to the short and fat stall owner again: "Thank you, brother, for giving me a chance to make up for the unnecessary loss during the day." He walked calmly to his seat. The dumpy stall owner was too angry to say a word. Xiao Li walked towards Tsui Hark at this moment, and said enthusiastically, "Brother, you made me look for you everywhere, you forgot that we made an appointment tonight..." Tsui Hark was taken aback, belched loudly and asked, "What's the appointment?" Xiao Li said out of thin air: "Look at your memory, didn't you go to buy paintings!" At this time, the dance music started again, people left their seats one after another, Xiao Li took the opportunity to walk out with Tsui Hark on his arm. When they walked out of the ballroom, Xiao Li and the girl who took the ticket took the initiative to say hello and made a provocative wink, and the two went out.
Xiaojun ran out of the dance hall in a hurry—she was chasing Tsui Hark—Xiao Li was holding Tsui Hark on his arm, and was stopping a taxi. Xiao Jun shouted: "Brother! Where are you going, brother? Leave me alone?" Tsui Hark turned around and raised his hand to her, but he didn't say anything.He was obviously drunk, rootless and swaying. "You've had enough fun, go back by yourself! I'll accompany him to do something." After Xiao Li finished speaking, he stuffed Tsui Hark into the taxi. Xiaojun stomped his feet: "You cronies, what are you doing pestering him all day long!" Xiao Li turned around and said, "We are his friends, so what's the matter with you?" Then he got into the car. Xiaojun watched the taxi drive away, and cursed bitterly: "Bastard!" The taxi stops in front of a residential building. Xiao Li dragged Tsui Hark out of the car, and helped Tsui Hark upstairs—the stairs were very narrow, and a little light poured down from several floors... Tsui Hark was helped by Xiao Li into the family's living room. The drawing room was very untidy, and it was evident that it was a place without a mistress.But here and there, there is no shortage of feminine things—a long silk stocking draped over the head of the bed, an open cosmetic box still on the table, a high-heeled shoe, only one, somehow in the middle of the floor. The owner of the room has long hair and a long beard, and looks like a decadent artist. The owner offered smoke to Tsui Hark and said: "I heard from Xiao Li that you have great appreciation for painting art, and it is an honor to know you." Tsui Hark said, "Don't talk about that, let me ask you, that, that..." The master and Xiao Li waited patiently for him to say "that". But he stopped talking and started smoking. Xiao Li asked anxiously, "Brother, what is that?" "Oh, that, that..." Tsui Hark thought for a while and said, "Where... is the toilet?" "Go to the bathroom?" the host said, "Come on, let me turn on the light for you first." He led Tsui Hark into the toilet, walked into the living room, stared at Xiao Li and said in a low voice, "Why did you bring a drunk to me!" Xiao Li hissed: "For us, isn't it better when he's drunk than when he's sober?" There was the sound of urinating in the toilet. The master said: "Listen, the mother will not wash it." The sound of washing hands. Xiao Li said: "He still hasn't forgotten to wash his hands, so he probably isn't too drunk. We have to cooperate with each other." Tsui Hark came out from the toilet, he seemed to be more awake than before.A little confused, he asked Xiao Li: "We, what are we doing here?" Xiao Li said: "Brother, you are such a noble person who forgets things! Didn't I accompany you to buy paintings?" Tsui Hark looked at the owner: "Buy paintings? Oh, yes, buy paintings." Xiao Li said: "Brother, let me solemnly introduce you again. This is a painter! A genius in our city. Of course, he hasn't been recognized yet, but he will be recognized soon." The owner pretended to be modest and said: "Where is it, I'm overwhelmed." Tsui Hark looked at him with admiration: "It's a pleasure to meet you." The two shook hands again. Xiao Li said to the master: "Then, let my elder brother choose the painting?" "Okay, okay." The master took out a scroll from the painting bottle: "I know what kind of paintings you like, so I would like you to look at this one first." The master unfolded the painting—a solid black dot in the center of the white paper.Tsui Hark admired it for a long time, but couldn't see why, so he had to ask: "What is the painting?" The owner pretended to be profound, and at the same time seemed to have doubts about his appreciation level, saying: "It symbolizes the uniqueness of God, and the consistency of God's love." Tsui Hark shook his head and said, "Please show us one more picture." So the master took out another one and unfolded it for him to see—there are two and a half overlapping black dots in the middle of the white painting. Tsui Hark looked at Xiao Li. Xiao Li said: "My elder brother doesn't know much about Symbolism yet, please explain to me." The owner seemed to say disdainfully: "This is a symbol of union." Tsui Hark said: "I can see something about this. However, I don't quite understand what these two black dots represent." Xiao Li explained on his behalf: "Don't the black dots on that painting represent God? This painting represents God and his wife? The family is harmonious and the marriage is happy!" The master shook his head negatively and said, "No, it's wrong. These are the naked man and woman in Genesis, Adam and Eve who were banished to the world." Tsui Hark asked, "How much is that?" The host said: "Once born, twice cooked. God wants you two hundred and fifty, and Adam and Eve want you two two hundred and fifty." Tsui Hark looked at this picture and that picture.hesitated. ——Actually, some people are praised as geniuses at a certain time, just like some bugs are called centipedes.Not because the bug really has a hundred legs, but because most people can only count to a dozen with their eyes. The host said: "Xiao Li, you should help your elder brother as a consultant first. If you can't appreciate these two pictures, you don't need to look at the others. It's useless to look at them." The master leaves and walks into the bedroom. Tsui Hark said: "If there is a little more, then there is an extra two hundred and five. Although they are all painted by geniuses, the price is too high, right?" Xiao Li said: "Brother, you can't say that. You like art! You want to be an art collector, can you do it without spending money?" "Then you mean..." "Buy! Of course I have to buy it!" "Buy both?" "Never mind! God—we want two hundred and fifty! Naked men and women—we want two two hundred and fifty! Add one piece and it's three two hundred and fifty!" Tsui Hark seemed to be still hesitating: "If I had known that you brought me to buy paintings today, I would not have bought an owl. Hey, my owl..." "Brother, don't worry, you can't lose that owl. I asked Xiaojun to take it home for you. Brother, we have to buy it! I have introduced your appreciation level to others very high, we can't let people look down on us. no?" Tsui Hark's attitude is still unclear. Xiao Li said: "Brother, it doesn't matter if you don't have that much money with you. To save my face, we can always give him an IOU." Tsui Hark stretched out a hand silently. Xiao Li rushed to the living room and shouted: "Hey, come out quickly! Find paper and pen!" Tsui Hark bought the painting, tucked it under his arm, and hummed all the way home.His family had already lived in a unit building. He held on to the railing of the stairs, went upstairs half drunk, and rang the bell outside a door. A fat old lady opened the door and glared at him angrily and amusedly: "How many times is this the first time? Your house needs to be upgraded!" Tsui Hark hurriedly said, "I'm sorry! Auntie." While smiling apologetically, he went upstairs backwards. The fat old lady said: "What auntie! Should I forget my auntie? Look at you, your mouth is full of alcohol! Your father is angry at home! Be careful!" Tsui Hark said: "My son who can earn money... raises... raises him... why is he still... angry?" "Fart!" Tsui Hark's father appeared at the top of the stairs and scolded him angrily, "I have a pension, does it cost you a penny? You spend a lot of money outside to embarrass me, and you have the face to say that you support my old age." !" Tsui Hark seemed to be fully awake from the wine, and quietly slipped past his father. His home is well decorated, with three bedrooms and one living room. After entering the house, Tsui Hark changed into slippers and sat on the sofa; his father stood up, smoking black cheap cigarettes angrily. Tsui Hark threw a pack of foreign cigarettes on the table of the combination cabinet, and said flatteringly: "Dad, don't smoke that cheap cigarettes, it's bad for your health. You'd better smoke the ones I bought for you!" My father said: "I will never smoke your cigarettes, lest you tell outsiders that I rely on you to support me." "Dad, where are you thinking? I'm your son, why should you be angry with me for saying something casually?" My father said: "Let me ask you, where are those things in our house? You always said you moved them here, why didn't you bring any of them?" Tsui Hark said, "We're eliminated." "What?" Father didn't understand the word "elimination". "It's all dealt with! It's time to throw away, and give away what can be given away!" "You! What a prodigal son! Your mother and I spent our whole lives guarding those things, and you threw them away and gave them away. You didn't even bring me a pair of slippers!" Tsui Hark said: "When we lived in the old shabby house, did our family have slippers?" He got annoyed and shouted. The father became even more angry, looked down at his feet, took off the soft-soled satin slippers and threw them towards him, one fell on the coffee table and the other fell on Tsui Hark. My father said: "How much money do you earn now, and you burn the buns? Did you also give away that big camphor wood box to me?" Tsui Hark said: "Only one board on the cover is made of camphor wood. The four corners are all rotten, and the three corners have been eaten through by mice. Who wants to give it away!" He grumbled and walked to the hall, opened the refrigerator, took out a can of drink and drank it.It seemed that he did not plan to return to the living room in order to avoid conflict. Father yelled in the living room: "I haven't finished teaching you yet, get out of here!" Reluctantly, he strolled back to the living room, continued to drink, and glared at his father. Father pointed to the wall: "What is that?" An oil painting was set in a large frame - a Greek nude lying on the red carpet, holding a peacock feather fan, staring back from a height. Tsui Hark said, "Bo Qier!" "What? Do you dare to say it again?!" "Porgy!" Father got angry: "You! I'm not blind yet! Is that a dustpan?! Why don't you say it's a broom?!" knocking. The father and son temporarily "truce", Tsui Hark went to open the door. It was the fat old lady downstairs who came in. She said, "Let me see what time it is? My watch has stopped." She obviously came to try to persuade the fight.Looking at the father and son, they struck up a conversation and said, "Tsui Hark is a pretty good boy, except that he likes to drink and has a lot of friends, so there is nothing wrong with him. Why are you yelling at him all the time?" Tsui Hark said: "For some reason, my father not only dislikes me, but also dislikes this family." The fat old lady said: "That's why you are a father. Your son has managed such a rich family! Is there anything else that doesn't please your eyes!" Father pointed to the painting again: "Look! There is a guest at home, sitting on the sofa, the guest looks at her, and she looks at the guest, do you think it's okay? But he still treats me as blind, insisting that The painting on the painting is a dustpan!" Tsui Hark said, "Who said it was a dustpan? It's the great slave girl Boqier." The fat old lady said: "Hey, don't talk to your father in this tone. Is he an old man? He has the right to yell at you, but you don't have the right to get angry." She looked at the painting and commented, "Slave girl!" Isn’t it just a maid? There are still great maids? Yang Paifeng broke through the heavens with a fire stick. The storytellers only said that she was braver than men, and they didn’t dare to sing about her being great in the drama! I think the painting is a foreign country. Girl, only foreign men dote on their maids to such an extent, and even praise their greatness." The fat old lady persuaded Tsui Hark's father again: "As an old man, you also have to learn to adapt to the new environment to some extent! My eldest grandson did the same, he couldn't get in his hut, and the walls were covered with stickers. All of them are painted by women. I thought the girls in their unit must think that he is not in the right mind, and they don’t want to talk to him, right? That’s not the case. They are all willing to come to him! Nowadays, the girls are all dressed more and more The more you pay attention to being thin, revealing, and transparent, not to mention it’s just a painting you can see with your eyes. If you open and close your eyes, it’s as if you didn’t see it.” Father said: "If I didn't see that he bought it for two thousand yuan, I would have set him on fire!" Tsui Hark poked his neck forbearance. "Look again, there is this!" Father said, tearing off a sheet from something, and it turned out that it was covering a Venus.But it's not white but black, taller than a real person. The fat old lady stared and said: "Oh my god! Why do you like black ones? If there is a power outage and a stranger comes and takes a quick look, why not be scared?" Father said: "If I didn't see that he bought it for more than 2,000 yuan, I would have smashed it for him." Father wanted to cover it with a bed sheet again, but Tsui Hark lifted "her" and carried her to his room. His father yelled at his room: "You said that when you bought it, you didn't care about your money?" Tsui Hark lay down on the bed and said in vain, "I earned the money. I can buy what I like. Why do you feel bad?" The fat old lady said to Tsui Hark's father: "It's not a big mistake to be able to earn and spend. If you really look at it, then don't burn it, why don't you give it to me. Huh?" Tsui Hark's father glanced at the painting, clearly reluctant to part with it, and remained silent. The fat old lady said: "If you stop arguing, I won't stay any longer." She glanced at the painting, as if she still wanted it, but she was too embarrassed to speak again. Before leaving, she said, "I'll take an apple back to my grandson." Father said: "Take a few more!" "No, just take one." The old lady said so, but put one in each pocket, and took one in each hand. After sending the fat old lady away, the father stood at the door of Tsui Hark's room and asked inside, "Tell me, what kind of wealth did you compete with in the market today?" "I'm not fighting for wealth, I'm fighting for breath. If I lose this breath to that kid, I won't be able to survive in the market!" "You said that you are in your thirties, if you don't start a family early, let me have a grandson early, and let me die with peace of mind." "How do you know I don't want to?" "You think? You think your kid is keeping...a little whore outside!" Tsui Hark sat up suddenly: "Dad, don't talk nonsense, okay? She is my employee! There is nothing between me and her..." "Employees? Are you the only one who has employees? Employees, you still accompany her to restaurants and dance halls? There is such a little whore by your side, who is a decent girl who will marry you? You think you deserve to marry a woman with a few filthy money. A good-looking wife? I don’t want your filthy money! I want you to bring me back a daughter-in-law as soon as possible!” Tsui Hark said: "Dad, I'll say it again, if you always tell me that my employees are little whores or something in front of me, don't blame you for being my father and I will be annoyed with you too! Watch out for me all year round. Tan'er, it's not easy for her. She helps me earn money a lot, so I should treat her well! Besides, she's not from this city, she has no relatives in this city, so she treats me like a big brother, and I'll accompany her for a few meals Have a meal, go to the dance hall a few times, what's the matter?" Father said: "But other people don't see it that way!" "I don't care what other people think!" The doorbell rang. Tsui Hark's father went to open the door, and standing outside the door was Xiaojun with makeup on his face, who obviously came directly from the ballroom, holding the stuffed owl in his hand. Xiaojun said: "Master, this is bought by my elder brother, and I sent it to him...he hasn't come home yet?" The father took the stuffed owl and said, "I'm back, come in and sit for a while!" Xiaojun said: "I'm relieved when he comes back. I won't sit down, it's too late. I have to keep the stall for him early tomorrow!" As Xiaojun said, he turned and went downstairs. Tsui Hark chased him out of the house and shouted: "Xiao Jun!" Xiaojun stopped on the stairs. Tsui Hark said, "The road is too far, I don't worry, why don't you live here?" "No, I can call back." "Then, don't stop the car on the road! I'm not trying to scare you, what if you run into someone with malicious intentions?" He took out a few business cards from his pocket as he spoke, and found one for Xiaojun, "You Page him! Just say it was my business card." Xiaojun gratefully accepted it, threw a kiss to Tsui Hark, and left. When Tsui Hark returned to the room, he saw his father holding the specimen in both hands.Turn left and turn right, just don't know where to put it. Father said: "Have you ever seen an owl? You said you spent so much money to buy such a thing, where are you going to put it? You run a factory that prints money? Ah? You show yourself rich, you are better than rich , there are so many owls in the zoo, if you are capable, you can buy them all and take them home!" Tsui Hark took the specimen from his father's arms, and walked to his room without saying a word.In his own room, he was holding the specimen, looking here and there, not knowing where to put it. His father followed him to the door of his room, looked at him, and continued to reprimand: "You fire her immediately tomorrow! I will be your employee, and I will keep your stall every day!" Tsui Hark couldn't bear it for a while, and suddenly threw the specimen hard on the ground. Father was surprised: "You!" The father and son looked at each other aggressively... The father turned around abruptly and walked into another bedroom, where the portrait of Tsui Hark's mother was placed.The father watched and said sadly: "He bought this place with money, and it's his home. In his home, I'm an old man, and I don't agree with ten thousand words. Damn, come with me, we With a little ambition, let's go back to the old street, old courtyard, and old house." The father put the portrait in his arms, stepped out of the room, pointed to Tsui Hark and said, "Son, I have a pension, and I don't need you to support me! Even if your mother is alive, I can afford to support her! Let's go, out of sight and out of mind." Annoyance, so that I don't like you, and you don't like me." Father is gone.He went out, closing the door hard. Tsui Hark stomped on the specimen fiercely, crushing it flat. He lay down on the bed and turned off the light. Suddenly he straightened up and sat up again, looking around for a cigarette. Under the light of the lighter flame, a line of tears flowed down his face. He lay back on his back again and continued smoking. He was indeed sad, and in the tears, he seemed to see his childhood, and even remembered what he said to his mother who was paralyzed on the bed the year before he left for the Great Northern Wilderness: "Mom, our little Pianxiazi It’s about to be built, and there’s plenty of sunlight! I’ll build a small heated kang for you, and you can live there in a few days and see the sunshine.” He even thought of the letter he wrote home after he went to the countryside: "Dad, winter is coming soon, and our small mansion needs to be plastered again, or my mother will be cold living here." Tsui Hark pressed the button to extinguish the cigarette, turned on the light, and sat up again, staring blankly at the black Venus standing beside the bed... He grabbed the ashtray, as if he was about to throw it at Venus—the ashtray was a reclining cow, and a shepherd boy playing the flute was riding on the cow's back. . He looked at the ashtray, not wanting to throw it at Venus, and lowered his raised arm again. He looked at his watch—it was past eleven o'clock... He left the bedroom and came into the living room, fidgeting. He ran to the hall again, opened the refrigerator, took out a can of drink, raised his neck and took a big sip, and returned to the living room with the drink. He found the two scrolls of paintings he had brought back, on the sofa, already squashed. He picked up a scroll of paintings and unfolded them to read. He picked up another scroll and unfolded it to read. He tore up the two scrolls of paintings and put them into the wastebasket. After thinking about it, he took the wastebasket into the toilet. In the living room, there is no one there for the time being, there is a row of bookcases, and there are volumes of hardcover books in various aspects in the cabinets, as if silently proving that the owner is a knowledgeable and knowledgeable person. There is also a shelf for newspapers - the "official newspapers" that are common in general offices, everything that one expects to find. There is a sound of flushing in the toilet... Tsui Hark walked out of the toilet and looked up at the "great female slave" on the wall. He stepped on the chair, took "her" off, carried her into the bedroom, and stuffed it under the bed. He left the house and walked slowly down the stairs... He found that his father hadn't left. He was sitting on the steps outside the building, smoking, motionless. He looked at his father silently. He walked to his father's side, and slowly sat down next to his father. Of course the father knew it was him, but he didn't even look at him and remained motionless. Tsui Hark said, "Dad..." Father didn't make a sound, didn't move. Tsui Hark said again: "Dad, your trachea is not good, why do you have to smoke such strong cigarettes? I beg you to smoke the kind I bought for you. This kind of cigarette is cool." He took a cigarette case from his pocket and popped one out. Father remained unmoved. He gently pulled out the half of the cigarette from his father's fingers, threw it on the ground, and stomped it out. Father wasn't angry either. He popped the cigarette he popped into his father's hand. Although the father remained motionless, he still took the cigarette with that hand. He stared at his father, pressed the lighter, protected the flame, and approached his father. Father hesitated for a moment, leaned closer to the flames, and smoked. An old tear fell on Tsui Hark's hand. Tsui Hark said: "Dad, it's all my fault. From now on, I will never do anything to make you angry." The father choked up and said, "I...sometimes I'm not right...Since your mother died, my heart has always been irritable...I also know that my temper has become more and more bad. It's probably inherited from your ancestors. Your grandfather's temper is not good... Your temper is becoming more and more like mine, not much better than mine... But you have to understand in your heart that there are some things that Dad is doing for you That’s why you lose your temper! In these days, when you get rich, you have to steal it. You have to be like you in a good life, showing it on the bright side? Make some people jealous! Today’s policy changes every moment , Today is the first day of the junior high school, and it may be fifteen tomorrow! Why did Dad insist on ordering so many newspapers? I hope you will read them often! Why does Dad watch TV news and listen to radio news every day? It is for you Look, listen for you! Dad has been worrying about you all day long, afraid that one day you will fall under the policy, why do you always ignore your dad's words?" The father held his head and cried silently. The cigarette butts shook in the dark night, which proved that his hands were shaking too. Tsui Hark also choked up and said: "Dad, I didn't mean to ignore your words, I understand everything you said. But sometimes I feel empty in my heart, and I don't know what kind of life I should live so that I can be happy again. You can get along well in the world, and let people look down on you from the bottom of your heart.” He fell on his father's shoulders and cried too. the next morning. Just as Tsui Hark walked out of the building, he heard someone calling his name from across the road: "Tsu Hark!" Across the road stood a man holding a bicycle—a public security officer. Tsui Hark crossed the road, the man said something to him. Father was lying at the window at home, looking down at this scene... The public security officers grabbed one of Tsui Hark's wrists, and Tsui Hark was reluctantly dragged away by him. Tsui Hark finally broke free from his wrist. The public security officer seemed very angry and accused him of something... Several men and women carrying vegetable baskets stopped to watch. The police officers pushed the car away by themselves. Tsui Hark stood in a daze for a moment, then caught up with the police officers, and kept explaining as he followed. Father walked away from the window, brooding uneasily. Father turned on the TV—the cartoon "Astro Boy" appeared on the screen. Father leaned forward to look at the window again—Tsui Hark and the public security officer had long since disappeared. My father picked up the semiconductor to listen again, and kept tuning the channel...