Chapter 24 Chapter 24

One gloomy afternoon in the autumn of the following year, Huanzhi received a letter from Peizhang.In Shanghai, one would forget about the seasons. You can tell it’s autumn just by seeing the arbors in the school being dismantled by workers.The voice of the teacher's speech in the classroom fell to the ground, as if it came from a cave.From time to time, I heard one or two laughter or calling, as if it was very out of harmony with the suffocating environment. It was the students who had no classes and wasted their time in the dormitory. After all, there used to be a story of exchanging letters every three days, but it hasn't changed too much now, and we write letters to each other about every ten days or so.Of course, the lingering love words have been deleted. They were romantic things in youth, but this period has now passed.Not to mention the plans for the future of the family, the reality is already clearly in front of us, so what else to plan?What's more, Huanzhi already looked down on this topic.So, all that was left was to report to each other about the situation within ten days, which was ordinary and simple, just like middle-aged couples who are not in a bad relationship often do.However, in Huanzhi's letter, sometimes he also narrates a matter that he has been thinking about recently; because there is a post office inspector in the post office, the description cannot be very clear, but enough, Peizhang can know him from the brief description. refers to everything.

Peizhang's letter reads as follows: Huan Zhiru met: Read the letter.There is nothing to discuss about the various sections mentioned, and it is appropriate for people to have ambitions.However, we must be cautious about it, just like doing business. Unless you can predict that you will win, you must not be light on investment, otherwise it will waste capital and be useless, and it is meaningless.The autumn wind is getting stronger, and everything is expected to be cherished and guarded. I can't say enough, but I can understand it. (There are double circles next to "Jianli" and "Jiayi") Practicing lessons is extremely effortless.Construct short essays, the grammar is correct, and one paragraph can be copied into multiple paragraphs.The natural sciences are the most beloved.Collect a large bag of morning glory seeds, saying that next year there will be a screen of morning glory in the court.When passing through the fields, observe the growth of rice seeds from time to time.It is hard to say how this child will achieve in the future, and he is hardly a mediocre person.He goes back and forth every day, and I am still accompanying him.In elementary school, I couldn't help feeling dizzy when I saw the group of children running and laughing.Looking back on the past, I also tried to make a living here, but now I am discouraged, which is ridiculous and memorable.My mother is safe and well, and I am also safe, so I can comfort you.

Zhang hand seal After reading this letter, it seemed that he ate stale fruit, and Huanzhi felt a rotten taste. "If you can't count on winning, don't take investment lightly." People who are really in business are not so cowardly. Do people who are above business need this kind of advice?Judging from the current situation, the success of the revolution is certainly predictable, but those who engage in the revolution will never engage in the revolution because they expect it to be successful.If everyone has the mentality of a businessman and refuses to move until success is certain, then they will only be trapped in slavery for the rest of their lives, and the banner of revolution will never be raised.But then he thought objectively: Like Peizhang, she was completely out of the atmosphere of the times, and it was natural to take a bystander attitude; she was unwilling to go against her husband's will, so she said these words of praise and persuasion.When he reread the first half of the letter as if going back to school, his understanding was stronger than his criticism, and he felt that the rotten taste had lessened a lot.

Saying it is understanding, naturally does not mean satisfaction.He really has a lot of dissatisfaction with Peizhang, but like a good friend's debt, he has always been too lazy to clear it up, because after clearing it up, the friendship between the two may be destroyed due to the actual concept of interests, and that friendship is not willing to let it go Destroyed.He blamed the creation of these dissatisfaction on fate, which had let children intrude into their families too quickly.As soon as the child came, it took away her ambition, took over her mind and ability!Watching her go back and forth with the child every day, without feeling bored, and savoring all the hobbies and actions of the child, she seems to live for the child.

"If there is no child by this time, the situation may be completely different. Since she has the desire to yearn for educational innovation, she may not be able to realize reforms other than education. Then she should be now: her hair is cut to her ears, and her cloth robe is tight. Wrapped around her body, her face glows red with excitement, she walks in an interesting rhythm; when she writes letters, she speaks simple and concise vernacular, never being entangled in anything..." He seemed to feel ashamed for a while, and closed his eyes; thinking only from these superficial considerations, isn't it too superficial and boring?So he thought more seriously:

"If...she should have an unruly spirit now, a kind of vitality that can bear any hardship, she should be a new type of record-breaking woman, like the women in front of me. She can go in and out of hellish slums, brow She doesn't even wrinkle; she can participate in all kinds of grand gatherings and express opinions that capture the hearts and souls of the public. She and I, husband and wife and comrades, what a pride and joy that is!" However, the real present of her immediately pops up in her mind: loose and fat skin, a little red on her face, not as lively as true blood, bangs in front, and a long bun hanging on the back of her head; holding the child, telling stories about flowers, birds, insects and fish He listened to it; he also chatted casually with the old lady or neighbors about the price of firewood and rice, seasonal changes, and news in the town, etc.;

He felt lost.Looking out from the window opening, a rectangular piece of sky exposed on the roof of the house is piled with gray clouds, like a mirror that only reflects the gloomy mood in the world.He didn't want to look at the sky, but boredly read Peizhang's letter on the table. "Almost not a mediocre person", as if he saw this sentence for the first time, he rested his head on the back of the chair, and the vines of his thoughts arose again: "Not a mediocre person, of course; what's the point of adding a mediocre person among so many human beings! But I don't want him to become a hero, to become a hero. Heroes need to be revealed on a high level. People are piled up under his feet. This is an eternal reality; even in the farthest future, if there are heroes, this phenomenon will not change. How can I hope that many people are piled under his feet? But it stands high above them? I only hope he accepts my flag. It seems not so far ahead of us, but it may be a very long road; a long road that cannot be run by one man. I have to take turns to run. I only hope that when I am exhausted from running, he can jump over to catch the flag in my hand, and then run forward without looking back!"

These thoughts are like strong wine, which relieves the temporary boredom.Like other visiting fathers, he suddenly missed the dishes at home.He thought of his cute little hands, his lively gesture of turning around and running away, his clear and sweet voice, and especially his pair of clear eyes that were just like his mother's. The door was pushed in.He looked back, stood up and greeted him and said, "I didn't expect you to come. You came just in time. I have nothing to do at the moment. I just wanted to talk to someone." It was Jiang Bingru who walked in gently, with a dusty face; the felt hat was pressed on the brows, and the shoulders were raised a little, showing a cold look.He sat down on a chair wearily, and said, "I just came from their university; rickshaws, trams, and rickshaws again, I'm exhausted from sitting."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "We decided to take them back tomorrow. Looking at the situation, even if the agitation subsides temporarily, it's just a rest to prepare for the second agitation, and there is absolutely no way to learn any lessons." of!" "Did you come to Shanghai specially for this matter?" Huanzhi sat in the original chair, staring at Bingru's face in disbelief. "Don't you? You know how anxious I am to read the newspaper every day in the country? How many students in this school have been arrested, and how many students in that school have been expelled; so there is a riot in this school and a riot in that school. My two are I can't get involved, I know it well; but, who can say that such a mess will not be dragged in? I couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed over. They told me that the tide seemed to be calmed down, There will be a class next week. I think the class is the name, and a more intense trend is the reality; just go back and review. So I will take them back tomorrow."

Huanzhi smiled with a hint of mystery, nodded and said, "Another violent storm is quite possible. A group of school authorities have declared bankruptcy at this time, and they can no longer catch the hearts of the students; Ahead, facing the light, the school authorities are lagging behind, far, far away, trying to throw ropes to tie the students' feet. A few hard falls are the rewards they deserve!" "According to your opinion, what should the school authorities do?" Bingru took off her hat, scratched her forehead, showing a confused expression. "Students should be led! The responsibility of educators is to lead students. There is no wrong way for students to run forward; educators should run ahead of them and encourage them at the same time."

"It can't be done anyway. Anyone can blame the school authorities, especially in this situation. I think they can be forgiven for being cautious." "I think the most unforgivable thing is their prudence. They accepted the expectations and entrustment of the youth, but abandoned the youth!" "There is another layer," Bingru seemed to grasp an important meaning, and rushed to say, "I don't think it makes sense for students to put aside their homework and focus on political matters." Huanzhi smiled excitedly and said, "University professors don't want to let go of their income of three yuan and four yuan an hour, and rich business owners don't want to let go of their day-to-day business, so they have to let the students put down their money." Homework. There are also workers and peasants, who are willing to put aside their duties to engage in a great cause. Some irresponsible critics say what about American students and French students. In short, they are completely different from Chinese students. , as if Chinese students are not students because they are different from foreign students. How can they understand the thoughts of modern Chinese students! How can they understand the hearts of modern Chinese students!" Bingru didn't speak, but thought that Huanzhi was getting more radical now, he had been in Shanghai for less than two years, and "running forward" as he said had really gone a long way.Although the distance between myself and him is not so far that I can't understand him, but emotionally, I always feel that he writes eccentric articles. Seeing that the ice was silent, Huanzhi continued with his own words, with a lively expression on his face, "Modern Chinese students have a great heart. Compared with the May Fourth period, they have clear ideas. They are not willing to talk about it." Just think about it, they are willing to be an ordinary right piece, piled up in a noble building, not to be famous, but to do their duty. Go south! Go south! In recent years, it has become a slogan in the student circle. There are always a large number of young men and women on board every steamship on the Yangtze River. At first they lay down and curled up, as if they were sick. They are comrades, so they sang "Revolutionary Song" loudly, and their spirits are active. It looks like another group of people. Think about it, what kind of situation is this!" Bingru was slightly moved, and said sincerely: "This can be seen in the newspapers." "I don't think we should ask Zihua Zhihua to go back. With the tide of the times, it is not necessarily beneficial to avoid it. Let them contact and let them experience, I think it is the right way." Huanzhi thought about these two beautiful and lovely Young people, feeling pity for fighting for freedom on their behalf. "The words are good. But I always seem to be a little worried. Like that fashionable term, I'm afraid I will become an outdated person." Bingru used her own mocking tone to cover up the traces of not wanting to adopt Huanzhi's opinion. . After a bell rang outside, the girl's laughter and the chaotic sounds of walking followed one after another; the last homework was over.Huanzhi looked at the sky outside the window and said cordially, "Let's go drink." The two of them met in Shanghai and often went to a Shaoxing hotel to drink.Although the hotel is next to a lively road, it is small in scale and its business is not very prosperous, and only a few economical drinkers often come to it; sitting upstairs by the wall and drinking slowly is suitable for friendly conversation. Under the dim electric light of early dawn, the two of them each held a wine jug, talked for a while, and then took a sip from the wine glass.Of course, the topic cannot be separated from the current situation, the situation of the offensive and war, and the people's support, and discussions are mixed in the middle of the narrative.Then Huanzhi talked about the people who worked hard in this place, and his emotions became more and more excited; although his voice was not high, every word was full of vitality, like a boiling spring in a calm stream. He first described the scene of the gathering: it was probably the room in the courtyard, the bed, the table, and all miscellaneous utensils, crowded with few spaces, but there were more than a dozen people gathered; Although the room is cramped, I don't feel anything.They analyzed the recent situation, stipulated the current work, and circulated some secret books and newspapers.Their faces are serious, but there is a radiance of hope in the seriousness; their mood is calm, but there is a strong pulse stirring in the calm.Especially smelly, the lingering turbidity and the smoke of cigarettes exhaled by several people make the room look hazy, and due to the illumination of the lights, a few faces with passionate expressions are particularly clearly shown in the haze, or From a corner so dim that it was almost impossible to see, burst out a solid and powerful speech; all these reminded one of the scenes in the novels about Russian revolutionaries that one had read before.The meeting broke up, and they went out separately, without saying "see you tomorrow"; their hearts were connected with each other, and they walked away silently, with extraordinary intimacy, and ordinary politeness was useless. Then he brought up another person and said, "Wang Leshan, didn't I tell you about it before? He can be regarded as a tough and courageous one. In such a very serious situation, he does his own thing without doing anything. Arrested, tortured, and beheaded, he looked on indifferently; if it happened, he would stop without regret; if it didn't happen, he would still do him. In a grand rally, he Put it this way: Revolutionaries are not afraid of detectives. Revolutionaries will overcome everything that detectives do. Among the many people present at this moment, there may be one or two detectives sitting! Mr. Detective, I take care of you, and you can't hinder us in the slightest! These few words Everyone was a little stunned by what he said, but his demeanor looked like a towering mountain that no one could move, so everyone strengthened their bravery. He is a second-stage lung disease patient, and people say his disease It's disgusting, I should try to recuperate. You know what he said? He said: I never thought of the word rest in my mind. While doing business, my lung disease went from the second stage to the third stage, and ruined my life; My life is ruined, and many will be inspired to double down on their careers: that's what I think of right now. Look, what about a character like that?" Under the light, Huanzhi's alcoholic face turned pale and red; Bingru took a deep breath, as if swallowing everything she heard, and said with emotion: "It's really admirable! Such a person doesn't need to make a speech or write a thesis. He is the most effective propaganda in himself." products." After thinking for a while, he took a sip of wine, and then he said with certainty: "Things should indeed be done; besides doing this, where is the second way?——It's a pity that I can't do anything. Participation is the same as not participating." Same!" Huanzhi's eyes turned around on his icy face, mixed with regret and understanding in his heart, he thought, "He's getting old!"