Chapter 8 Chapter Six

The day before Duohe was discharged from the hospital, Zhang Jian went to Jiamusi.Zhang Zhang, who has always been healthy and healthy, suddenly suffered a stroke and was paralyzed at his ex-daughter-in-law's house.The daughter-in-law who is a military doctor is a good daughter-in-law. She said that the old couple should stay with her because she is a physician after all.Zhang Jian told Xiaohuan about this when he got home, and Xiaohuan said sharply: "Your father is half paralyzed and can be half a nanny, and your mother cooks, washes, and cleans. One more person in the army will pay more for rations. She It takes money and labor, so it's worthwhile to give her!"

After visiting relatives for more than a month, Zhang Jian went back to work in the factory. Duan Li’s secretary told him that his application for joining the party was approved, almost unanimously, and everyone agreed that Zhang Jian worked hard and had a simple style.Zhang Jian's character is very flattering, everyone can see the advantages from him, the slippery people find it easy to steal a little bit from him, he doesn't care about it, just do more by himself; the stubborn people think he is slow, You play tricks on him, he doesn't respond, he takes off his hat, he loses his temper, the bicycle bumps into him, and he lets you hit him too.His taciturnity is seen by the leaders as a symbol of stability and hard work.When I told him the good news of joining the party, his camel eyes, which saw through thousands of miles of wind and dust, were still half-closed, and he said, "I am not qualified."

After leaving the factory gate, it was raining lightly, and he pedaled like the wind.On the way, he ran into acquaintances, and almost asked "leave off work" instead of "joined the party"?Joining the party is a good thing, a great thing.Good deeds such as not joining the party and being promoted to section chief are out of your share.Zhang Jian is not an official fan, Zhang Jian just wants to earn more, so that his family can live better. On the way, he bought a bottle of Baigan for six cents, which was ten cents more expensive than usual.He turned into the free market again, and he was closing the stalls. The only appetizer he could buy, and he was willing to buy, was five-spice boiled peanuts.

He wrapped the peanuts in a handkerchief, and without caring about the handkerchief, he immediately got up, got on the bike, was about to pedal, and jumped off again.The long free market is in an arched shed made of reed mats, and he is at the end. Looking out, there is an arched sunset at the entrance, and a familiar figure has just passed by in the bright and soft light.Zhang Jian had never had any sour words like drama in his heart, so he couldn't help it now.That figure is so beautiful.He got on the bike again, swayed out of the tent, and followed behind that figure.Gradually approaching, gradually becoming shoulder to shoulder.He turned his face, she was startled, and then immediately laughed.

Why is it that the more than a month of leaving makes all the memories count?She was not so outstanding in his memory.But when did he see her in the crowd again?Her thick black hair that reaches her ears and thick bangs make her look like she is not a local, does not belong here.The indelible traces of wandering left on her are those sharp outlines.The miscarriage and surgery more than two months ago added a thin layer of plumpness to her sharp outline, and her cheeks were as moist as a developing girl.Her white-and-blue fine-check shirt set off her so well, and she looked like the cleanest person in the world, just out of the water.is really beautiful.Zhang Jian remembered the limited books he had read in half his life, so his admiration and appreciation for her now are not empty words.Of course, he still had nothing to say, he just asked her where she was going and whether it was raining just now.

Dahe said that she was going to the girl's school, and the girl left her rain boots and umbrella at school, so she went to help her find them.What about Xiaohuan?Xiaohuan is punishing the girl to stand up, and she can't move away. It was half past six in the evening.The sky has grown, and the sun that has just set on the mountain is still red on the tops of the newly planted poplar trees. The two walked forward in silence.He didn't say that he was going to accompany her to school, so she naturally knew that he was already accompanying her.Not talking immediately made the hearts of the two of them tired.He turned his face to the side and looked at her eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, nose tip, lips protruding from the black hair... How did he have to be in his thirties to look at her seriously and see the difference?

She also turned her face sideways, as if her left half cheek was injured by him, and she felt a little uncomfortable. Their eyes met, terrified.He thought, before he met Xiaohuan, had he ever been in love with any girl?When he was watching an opera, did he have any unreasonable thoughts about a certain Xiaodan that men have?What's up with him?Will his heart beat like this for a person he has known for eight or nine years?Does that mean he didn't know her?She could see his heart beating, and hers was beating too. After looking at each other just now, she began to look for his eyes again.First from his hands, to his rolled-up arms, then to his shoulders.He turned his head when her gaze came to his face.This time they looked at each other for a longer period of time, and both of them were greedy for this kind of staring.Every time he looked at her, he saw a characteristic of her eyes: black very black, white very white.The front is round, with almost no inner corner of the eye, and narrows down a little bit at the back, and there are two long curved creases at the outer corner of the eye.The eyes were not beautiful, but they were different.Take a closer look, how thick her eyelashes are, and there are two black circles around her eyes.

Looking at it, his heart was like that again, playing a swing, but he was no longer as panicked as last time.Last time he was so terrified that he wanted to abandon her.That's what animals do.He didn't want to think about how the animal should be punished. The good times are rare now. The more the two looked at each other, the more greedy they became.They turned five minutes into twenty minutes.On the way, he met an old lady who was selling white orchids. Zhang Jian bought a bouquet for five cents and asked Dahe to hang it on his shirt buttons.He was not surprised by his abnormal behavior, as if he was born to be a man who would have sex with women.He will not be surprised until his mind has leisure to analyze his actions.Now his heart is very busy, busy accepting every coquettish gaze of Dahe, busy repaying her amorous feelings with his tender gaze or gently squeezing her hand, waist or shoulder.There are so many things that can be done between men and women, how about that one thing?On the street with people coming and going, gently pinching her palm made his heart go numb.That palm was so soft and tender, as indescribably wonderful as anything stolen, much more ecstasy than him routinely laying side by side with her, and touching her feminine base.

It was already dark when the two arrived at the school, and the concierge let them go after asking them why.Zhang Jian remembered that the girl was in Class 3, Grade 1, and the classroom for Grade 1 was in the row of Soviet-style houses near the playground.The school is as brand new as this city. If you don't understand the definition of the word "socialism", you can look at the milky yellow school buildings, and then look at this new city with red and white buildings and iron ash blast furnaces. The large glass window of Class 3 classroom is not far from the gate post. If you pay attention, you can see the old porter eating dinner in the gate post just now.Zhang Jian asked Duohe if he knew the girl's seat number.have no idea.In general classrooms, the seats are arranged according to the size, the big ones sit in the back row, and the small ones sit in the front.The girl who is not slippery should sit in the middle rows of tables and chairs.All the desks in the middle were checked by them, but nothing was found.Then look for them table by table.

It was getting dark. The two were about to go out, but they stopped at the door as if they had lost something behind them. In the warm darkness with the color of the setting sun, they can see each other clearly: every detail, every hair, every freckle that they saw along the way just now has become their personal secret.They hugged gently and slowly leaned their bodies into each other's arms, tasting the good taste bit by bit.A good taste is better than good. Zhang Jian carried Duohe to the desk closest to the door. Duohe said softly, no, no, the gatehouse is so close, you can see it.

Zhang Jian unbuttoned her, and put his mouth against her chin.It was this kind of hostile situation that appeared at any time that made him burn all over.His palms touched her naked body, and his senses hit the swing again.This time it was deep in the lower abdomen.He intentionally made himself suffer, letting the swing in the depths of his lower abdomen hang higher and higher, which made his soul go out of his body more and more.He felt like his whole body was on a swing.What is the crime?Heavenly sin. He felt that she too was quite different from what she had been.In the past, she only regarded him as a male body, a male body that could marry a female body, but now it is different, she regards him as the only one in the world, the only one that belongs to her, the kind of person who is a little bit in the vast crowd. The only copy that I missed.Now everything was different, touching became the only touching, and every touching made her convulse.Who says women can't attack?Her body greeted her far away, almost pulling his.Her fine soil seemed to be burying him too. With his eyes closed, he rode up and down on the swing, full of Tahe's coquettish eyes that glanced left and right. Why is the taste so good?When a person's heart falls in love with another heart, his body will also fall in love with hers? At the end, the two of them were soaked, but they were very unwilling.She asked him what time it was while he was getting dressed.Who cares what time it is, maybe after eight o'clock?Leave it alone. When they went out from the gate post, the old concierge looked them up and down, and concluded that they had done nothing wrong in going in, either stealing or having an affair.It appears to be the latter. Walking to the downstairs of their building, the two looked at each other.Zhang Jian picked his chin, Duohe understood, and went upstairs quickly.On the stairs, she plucked white orchids from the buttons of her shirt.The flower has become a victim of skin crushing, but she is still reluctant to throw it away and put it in her shirt pocket.When she entered the door, she smiled at Xiaohuan in fear.Xiaohuan was chatting with Xiao Peng and Xiao Shi, and didn't pay attention to her.Xiao Peng looked at Duohe with resentment in his eyes, as if she blamed her for missing the appointment. Xiao Shi greeted her generously, saying, "Oh, my aunt is back." Dahe saw that the three children were all asleep, and the prickly heat powder from the day was on the necks of the older and second children, mixed with sweat and dust, and trapped in the fat and tender flesh, forming circles of gray-white concrete.The girl fell asleep without taking a shower. She just washed her only white shirt without wringing it out, hung it under the light bulb to bake, and dripped a large amount of water on the straw mat.Dahe sat among the children who were sleeping all over the place, and his hearing went up the stairs.She anxiously listened to Zhang Jian's big leather shoes stomping slowly and heavily on the stairs.He wanted her to go home first, and he let the mosquitoes bite in the back, taking enough time to wear it off.That is to say, he wanted to hide what happened between them from Xiaohuan.Didn't she also want to hide it?Put Bai Lanhua in your pocket, and Bai Lanhua won't tell the truth.But when people cherish their secrets most and are most loyal to their secret lovers, they feel that everything is unreliable and they will tell everything. That is to say, Zhang Jian became her secret lover.They lived under the same roof for eight or nine years, ate tens of millions of meals in one pot, and were married hundreds of times on the same kang. When they looked back occasionally, they were strangers to each other, but it was such a wonderful strangeness. The previous strangeness is not the same thing.This strangeness washed away all old traces and gave them a new beginning.There is no stranger, how can there be an affair in the dark classroom today.From now on, they are at home, but their hearts and bodies can elope every day. Sitting on the bed, she thought that her elopement with Zhang Jian would betray the family.Because of this, Aventure is so beautiful. She kept listening to the sound of Zhang Jian going upstairs.Never heard of it.He betrayed her more thoroughly than she did.From the big house next door, three people were talking and laughing.Aren't they weird?Duohe went out to look for an umbrella for two or three hours, and Zhang Jian simply disappeared. After nine o'clock, the two guests left.In the public corridor, I met Zhang Jian who was walking with a bicycle on his shoulders.Duohe heard Xiaohuan say: "Yo, why did you carry the car up to the fourth floor?" Zhang Jian didn't answer, just said: "Grandma, I've worked overtime until now!" Xiaohuan said: "Work overtime and work hard. Is there a place to put the car up there?" Duohe thought, Zhang Jian must be absent-minded, busy making up nonsense, and didn't pay attention when he was carrying the car upstairs. Duohe felt that such a lie from someone like Zhang Jian was a hundred times better than singing a love song to her directly.He lied to Xiaohuan again.Zhang Jian lying to Xiaohuan was tantamount to lying to himself.When Duohe first entered Zhang's house, he could see that they had become one person. He and she meet in an empty classroom at school.They found that there was no need to go through the gate at all: the school wall was not high, and it was easy to climb over.They also joined together in the bushes of the park.Jointing in the reed ditch beside the railway.Jointing in the pine forest on the hillside.One day, he carried her on his bicycle and rode for two hours to a mausoleum surrounded by many cannas and dahlias. He spread a newspaper behind the flowers, which was their wedding bed.He always took her to distant places after get off work in the night shift.If he works day shift and gets off work in the afternoon, he will go to the back hillside with her.Once, when the two were making love, a few children who were playing on the mountain suddenly appeared. He quickly covered her with his clothes, took out all the money in his pocket, and threw it over to the children. They have trysts everywhere, and the ways of trysts are also varied.If you run into someone, you won't see that there is another person in his arms after a cursory look.He took a rubber raincoat from the factory and opened it like a sail. He put it on and faced a tree or a wall. People who looked at him from behind thought he was anywhere. In Xiaohuan's eyes, they had no flaws.After returning from wandering for more than a month, Duohe has learned a lot of skills, and now he can go out to buy coal, grain, and vegetables.Xiaohuan was happy to let her go out to do these boring chores.Gradually, it became normal for her to go out, and when she was bored, she went out for a walk.Xiaohuan knew that Duohe would pretend to be deaf and dumb when she went out, because her words always caused trouble when she was wandering.If it doesn't make sense, Duohe will write to people: The coal is too wet, so it's cheap; the meat is too thin, so others buy fatty meat, the price is the same?not good! Guess carefully, everyone knows her too. Sometimes Zhang Jian would prepare something for Duohe: a bundle of dried day lily, or a few preserved eggs, or a few steamed buns.After their tryst was over, he asked her to take it home, making Xiaohuan mistakenly think that Duohe had been shopping for so long to buy a few buns. The girl didn't go to school that day because she had a little reaction to the vaccination.Xiaohuan handed over the eldest child and the second child to the girl, and took Duohe to go shopping.Duohe and Zhang Jian had to meet in the morning, because he got off the big night shift at eight o'clock.Dahe is lying beautifully now, saying that the girl is not feeling well, how can she rest assured that she will look at her two younger brothers. Xiaohuan walked on the front foot, and Duohe went out on the back foot. Zhang Jian saw her from a long distance, and his hands on his hips immediately relaxed and fell down.You don't need to listen to what he said, his figure is already a portrayal of the words "see through eyes".Above his head was a huge locust tree that looked like an umbrella, with insects wrapped in leaves hanging like bead curtains. He rode her into the factory club.He's already terrified.The club had its first matinee movie at nine.They have experienced all kinds of trysts, but they have never been in a movie theater.Regardless of her basic understanding of Chinese in the movies on the radio, he insisted on inviting her to watch the movie like all those who are dating or corrupting people in China.He also bought two bottles of soda, a pack of candied dates and a pack of melon seeds like all couples watching movies. There were not many audiences for the first movie in the morning, and some of them were college students who went home for the summer vacation.There are also a few young couples, the same soft drinks, candied dates, and melon seeds. The club shop has these three things in total. When the lights went dark, the lovers were restless.Zhang Jian's and Duohe's hands searched for each other, and then twisted and twisted back and forth. Soda and snacks are in the way.He was taken to an empty seat next to him by Zhang Jian, but it was not stable, and he put it on the ground again.He and she seem to have found a different kind of satisfaction than usual.In fact, every time they find a venue, they seek different satisfaction.The more simple and improvised, the greater the stimulation and the greater the satisfaction.The movie theater is a brand new excitement, and Duohe went crazy under Zhang Jian's hands. At the end of the movie, the audience left, and Zhang Jian and Duohe walked out on clouds.Walking to the outside lounge, Zhang Jian looked to the right, and the door there seemed to lead to the backstage.He glanced at her.She followed him through the door.It was dark inside the door, and there were sets of workers' amateur theater piled here and there.The background has trees and mountains, cities and houses.Through the cracks of the closed curtains, streaks of sunlight come in, and the space where light and dark alternate is somewhat ghostly. The musty smell rushed straight into her head, Dahe stepped on the ground, grabbed the curtain with her hand, and the moldy silk material rotted in her hand.Apparently the Workers' Amateur Troupe hasn't been active here for a long time. Zhang Jian arranged the set and spread out his overalls.His hands lack precision and efficiency, and his movements are quick and silly.It's the action of a fool who is overjoyed.He had never been so nervous before consummating the house with Duo Hetou all night.It was too dark that night, too dark is not good, it took a long time for the eyes to see the shadows of people and things.It wasn't completely dark that time, but a little light came in through the rear window. Outside the rear window, the snow on the slope turned the moon into a mirror and shone in the window. This was the night of his consummation with a foreign woman.He saw the shadow of the Japanese girl, small and resigned.It's the kind of petite and soft that men in the world can't stand, the kind that melts when hugged.His calf was going up and down, and he was about to cramp.He hated himself for being useless: it's not that he didn't know women.He wanted to touch the lamp, but halfway changed his hand to touch the cigarette pouch.The lamp was lit to see how the knot in the girdle would unravel.But turning on the lamp didn't scare her to death?It can also scare him to death.He snapped the waistband of his trousers.She was really soft, she didn't make a sound at all, and she really melted as soon as she hugged her.He knew she was crying.The submissive tears didn't bother him, he wiped his palm on her face, and wanted to wipe away the tears, but he couldn't bear it immediately: his palm could cover her entire face, and she would be covered to death with just a little force.His calves were still hard and ready to cramp.How could he be so useless... The backstage is no longer dark, and the two can see each other clearly.The gluttony they teased with each other in the movie theater is now unbelievable. The two rolled on the overalls, wishing you could swallow me and I would swallow you. After a round, he talked about their first night, the so-called consummation.She covered his mouth with her palm all at once, and all her memories of that night were dark. No lights, no moonlight.The dry heat in the room could not flow in the darkness.He was just a dark body odor, growing hotter as he undressed piece by piece.Then he made a series of dark movements, one of which was grabbing her wrist.His two big hands tightly grasped her wrist, as if he was afraid of her struggling at that step.She said: I am afraid.He didn't understand.She was afraid that in this solid darkness, she would become a woman from a young girl, and he would take away the once-in-a-lifetime things in the darkness.She said again: I am afraid.He put his arms around her small waist... She cried, and the tears ran into her ears, and he didn't come to wipe her. Now she can't remember whether he wiped her tears at that time.He said he wiped it, she said no.I can’t remember it all, it’s better if I can’t remember it, I can recall it as I want now.They got up and found that they were very hungry.Only then did I realize that they didn't take the candied dates, soft drinks, and melon seeds they bought.Forget it, which restaurant to eat.He hasn't taken her to a restaurant yet.Lovers are always drunk today, and Zhang Jian and Duohe, who never spend money, are bankrupt and don't care. There are several small restaurants opposite the club.They didn't want to choose, and got into the closest one.Zhang Jian ordered two dishes: fried shredded pork, fried shredded potatoes, and a bottle of five taels of white wine.Dahe also asked for a glass, and drank two glasses of wine.After drinking, the eyes of the two cannot be separated from each other's face, nor can their hands be separated from each other's hands.The two don't care about the astonishment of other customers: there have never been openly lingering men and women in the workers' area.The "disgusting" and "numbing" they said were ignored by their ears.It turned out that going to a small restaurant to drink a few drinks also had a new meaning and gave them new excitement. From then on, Zhang Jian took Duohe to watch movies and restaurants every once in a while.Their main tryst spot is backstage at the club.Even if there is a big screen hanging on the stage and a movie is playing, it will not disturb their good business.They made the set magnificent, a large castle, covered with ivy, and benches for westerners.They are constantly exploring treasures in the background, discovering and using more and more things, and their trysts become more and more classical and dramatic.Once they were lying on a bench when they heard thunderous slogans.The front desk did not know when a meeting was held, and they came out from the backstage, only to find out that it was a commendation meeting: the superior leader commended Zhang Jian's steel factory for producing high-quality steel and tanks. The huge amount of money spent on their tryst gradually became a hole that Zhang Jian couldn't plug.Working more overtime, more night shifts, drinking less alcohol, quitting smoking won't help.The debt he bears in the factory is getting heavier and heavier.He used to bring two steamed buns with him every time he worked the night shift, but now he doesn't have the steamed buns either.He saves all the delicious food and drink until Duohe can share it with him before spending it. On this day, he and Duohe were sitting in a dim sum shop owned by a Shanghai native.Duohe said that she heard Xiaoshi and Xiaopeng discussing that Zhang Jian owed a lot of money to the factory. Zhang Jian let go of her hand. She asked him how much he owed? He doesn't speak. She said that she would not go to restaurants anymore. He said that he only owed two or three hundred yuan, and he paid it back. She said she would never watch movies again. When he looked up, there were a lot of wrinkles on his forehead.He told her not to talk too much, he still wanted to take her to Nanjing to stay in a hotel. This was the first time he had attacked her in the two years since their tryst. When the neighborhood committee members came to mobilize the family members to participate in labor again, Xiaohuan said with a smile on her face that her child was too young, her liver, spleen, and lymph nodes were enlarged, and she could not go to work, so Duohe came out of the hut.She is willing to dig ore and earn five cents an hour. This is an age that despises leisure.The ten-year-old girl was busy going in and out, running long distances every day to collect scrap iron, and two pairs of shoes were worn out in a month.Duohe and a large group of family members take trucks to the quarry every day, hammer the ore, and then pour the ore into empty wagons.Dahe and all the family members are dressed exactly the same, wearing a straw hat with a towel under the straw hat.The difference is that she doesn't put on two sleeves like they did, but instead forms an elastic band into a circle and crosses it across her chest. The loops at both ends fix the sleeves to her upper arms, revealing her snow-white forearms.No matter how cold the women in Dailang Village are, they always show their bare arms to rake the fields, rake grass, grind flour, and feed livestock.The women were divided into two groups, one for fighting and the other for luck.The two groups took turns every other day.Walking up a single-plank bridge, it is the most difficult to pour the picked ore from the outside of the truck, and it is easy for people to fall off.Duohe quickly became a prominent figure: she used a wooden barrel to carry ore, the bottom of the barrel was live, and there was a wrench, she walked to the top of the single-plank bridge, turned around, with her spine facing the car, pulled the wrench, and the bottom of the barrel It opened, and the ore fell right into the truck. The family members asked Dahe where he learned this invention, and Dahe smiled.This is their invention of Dailang Village.The family members felt that the Zhang family's sister-in-law was willing to endure hardships, and she was a top-notch character, but it was a pity that she was just an idiot. Dahe handed over the money he earned to Zhang Jian. Zhang Jian looked at her, and her half-closed eyes made her print kisses on his face.They haven't had a tryst for a long time, and if they meet by chance, it's just that Xiao Biesheng is newly married.The sanctuary of their tryst was also the backstage of the Workers' Club.Some new scenery was added backstage, and the Workers' Amateur Troupe had just put on a new play.There are beds and large cabinets in the play.At nine o'clock in the morning, a movie was being played in the theater. They bought movie tickets, but came backstage from the lounge.They build their nests without making a sound.When I come here often, I find many doorways. There are two other doors in the background, both of which lead to the wild. In the cold tide of late autumn, two warm bodies hugging each other is simply necessary for survival.In the midst of this little farewell to the newlyweds, he actually said something that he would usually scold "what a fool"-"I love you!" He said it more than once, and he believed it as much as he said.Da Hak had never heard the phrase or knew it was a cliché, and she was dying of emotion. He hugged her tightly.This is such a full and full round.He stopped and slid down to her side, filling the hollow of her neck with his chin. A beam of light from a flashlight suddenly pierced in. "Who's in there?!" There was a "boom" in Zhang Jian's head.He didn't know when he hugged Dahe tightly, pointed his back towards the light source of the flashlight, and wrapped Dahe completely in his chest. "Get out!" Zhang Jian's voice was low and fierce. "Get out... If you don't come out, I'll call someone!" Zhang Jian's mind was spinning quickly: the sound of the movie playing at the front desk was not interrupted. Under normal circumstances, movie theaters would not easily interrupt a movie to deal with such matters, which meant that the timing of the next movie would be completely messed up.Movie theaters won't do such stupid things to lose money.Although audiences may not care to stop the movie to watch a good rape scene.He felt Dahe shrink into a small and tight ball in his arms, with one cold hand grabbing his shoulder, trembling slightly. "Turn off the flashlight, or I'll chop you up!" Zhang Jian's voice was deep and confident.While cheating, he wondered: How did he blurt out "I'll chop you up"?Red-eyed in a hurry, thinking of the row of knives and guns used as props next to it? The man's voice became weaker, and he said, "I called someone!" Zhang Jian still blocked Duohe with his whole body, rolled off the bed and fell to the ground, saying in his mouth: "You shout and try!" "Come out!" "Turn off the flashlight!" The two fell on the ground, and the target of the flashlight was much smaller.Zhang Jian took a step towards the prop gun leaning on the gun rack.Then he stretched out his long legs and reached for a piece of iron that was pressing down on the curtain.It was too late to catch up with the flashlight, and Zhang Jian had already grasped the iron block in his hand. "Turn off the light!" he said, "Grandma, can you turn it off?!" "What do you dare to do if you don't shut it up?" "Then don't shut it down and try." As he spoke, he threw the iron block in his hand at the light source of the flashlight. The flashlight went dark immediately.The other party obviously didn't think it was necessary to risk his life to try his crazy tricks of dog jumping over the wall and rabbit biting.There are quite a few militiamen in the steel factory's militia company with good marksmanship and knife skills, and they often hold shooting and assassination competitions with militiamen from other factories. "Come out! Otherwise, I'll really scream!" Zhang Jian stuffed Dahe's clothes to her and gave her a push.She didn't understand, and grabbed his arm desperately with one hand.He pressed into her ear and told her to quietly open the back door in the northwest corner, and he would follow her soon. She believed it.The music of the movie in the foreground is lyrical and beautiful, and Dahe escaped with the ups and downs of the melody.After a while, Zhang Jian knew that there was no longer a person waiting for him outside.But he didn't expect that all the staff of the club were waiting outside, except for the projectionist.The characters on the screen are still living their happy lives. Zhang Jian's overalls had a wrong button button on his chest, his cap was pulled down very low, and his suede shoes were dragged with long laces.He also knows this.He wondered why he didn't feel like a villain at all, but felt like a tragic hero.He sacrificed himself to protect the woman he loves, who is not tragic? "Another one?" said the man with the flashlight.He is not afraid of Zhang Jian now, if this Northeast man really wants to kill anyone, the seven or eight people in front of him can share the danger. Zhang Jian thought that Duohe was clever, and had already run to the elm bushes where the leaves were falling, and was already fully dressed and waiting for him.A woman with so much life experience would not be able to live today if she is not smart. "What else?" Zhang Jian seemed to be too lazy to talk to him.His half-closed camel eyes are the best performance. Sure enough, seven or eight employees were enraged by his arrogance.If this Northeast big man doesn't surrender himself, it will probably take some trouble to subdue him. "Don't pretend to be stupid! Where's your concubine?" said the northerner among the seven or eight people.The employees call him Director Xie. "Who is my concubine?!" "I've seen it all! I still want to blame it!" The person holding the flashlight was a southerner in his 40s or 50s. "Ask after seeing it? Tell her to come out!" Zhang Jian said. "Then you admit that she is your concubine?" Zhang Jian ignored them.He regretted talking to them one-on-one.He didn't like to talk since he was a child, so he has long seen that people are not worth paying attention to. As long as you follow their train of thought and answer them back and forth, you will soon become the recipient of their dirty words.The relationship between him and Dahe became a concubine: A woman like Dahe became a concubine? !They dirty her up by mentioning her here!Zhang Jian can be bitter, tired, painful, but not dirty. Some of them searched in the maze of the set, while the other guarded Zhang Jian.The woman was not found.A staff member reported that the back door was unlocked, and the mistress might have escaped from there.This guy must have covered her escape.Looks like a rotten old man.Who would investigate those dark corners if they hadn't been notified by the great leader to inspect the steel mill?I thought the US-Chiang spies planted a time bomb or something, but found a pair of male and female sugar-coated cannonballs! Zhang Jian's work section is also being cleaned and arranged every day, and red paper flowers and red colored balls are tied to welcome the inspection of the great leader Chairman Mao.But in the past, it was said that the governor and the mayor came to inspect, but they did not appear at the blast furnace.So this time the workers are also skeptical.Hearing what the people in the club said, Zhang Jian thought that the great leader really wanted to come, because the club is under the direct jurisdiction of the factory, and the information is well-informed and reliable. The searchers came back one after another.They chased out through the back door in the northwest corner, but they didn't catch up with the broken shoe.Director Xie of the club said gracefully that it looked like a scud with broken shoes.Never mind, grab this, she won't fly anywhere. Zhang Jian was taken to the factory headquarters.When I met Xiao Peng in the corridor, Xiao Peng stared at him, watching seven or eight people opening the way and leading the formation, and led Zhang Jian there.He asked a club staff in the lineup, what happened to Master Zhang?Broken shoes!Director Xie immediately asked Xiao Peng if he knew this corrupt person very well.Xiao Peng didn't say anything. He glanced at Zhang Jianwei's stalwart back, and then at the straps of his leather shoes being thrown back and forth, dragging them into two muddy ropes.Xiao Peng learned half of his Russian language, and the Russian class was cancelled, so he was asked to do odd jobs in the factory department and wait for reassignment.He followed seven or eight people into the security department of the factory headquarters, and the door was closed. He and a large group of secretaries, typists, and cleaners blocked the door, half leaning forward, hoping to hear the interrogation inside. Sometimes the interrogation was so soft that it was almost silent, and sometimes there was a roar of "wow", like a poorly connected broadcast speaker hanging outside the workshop.Whether he was yelling or asking softly, Zhang Jian never said a word. Finally I heard Zhang Jian speak: "What is style?" The interrogator explained to him that he had a lover and was having sex with other women outside. "I don't have any style problems." Zhang Jian said, "I only do that with my lover." The interrogator's voice was as loud as a trumpet call: "You and your lover go to the club to have a better time?" The people outside were all overjoyed, and the female typist blushed and wrinkled her nose: this is really embarrassing. "Why did you and your lover fall in love with the backstage of the club, but you told me to let me open it?" The interrogator felt that the criminal was simply playing with his common sense and logic. Zhang Jian used his silent kung fu again.The interrogators threatened him that he would be punished severely for destroying the morality and smearing the face of the working class before the inspection of the great leader Chairman Mao.Party members are expelled from the party, and non-party members have their wages reduced.If you destroy the morality and don't confess your mistakes, but make up lies to deceive the security department, then the crime will be aggravated.not talking anymore?it is good?Being willing to meditate is a good thing.Then meditate for three minutes. "Let me ask you again, who is the woman who had a style problem with you?" "I love people." This time it was the security officer's turn to be silent. "Your lover? Then why run away?" Director Xie of the club asked gracefully.He seemed to have better logic than the security officer. "Run?" said the security officer, "It's my lover who wouldn't go to that kind of dark corner in the first place! It's so quiet and warm to do that under the quilt at home!" The people who blocked the door and listened to the excitement roared with laughter again.Xiao Peng suddenly remembered something, withdrew from the crowd, ran downstairs, jumped on his bicycle and pedaled quickly towards the family area. No wonder Zhang Jian and her sister-in-law Duohe always go home one after the other.Zhang Jian, who can't beat a fart with three punches, is so flirtatious that he sucks all the fat and tender grass by the nest into his mouth.He felt that there could be no second explanation for the matter. When they arrived at Zhang Jian's house, the neighbors told him that Xiaohuan had gone to the canteen of the neighborhood committee.According to the location they gave, Xiao Peng found the neighborhood committee. It was two big houses above the grain store. On the side of the big house near the window, there were a few big stoves built on top of it with a tin chimney that led to the outside of the house.Another big house of the neighborhood committee was converted into a nursery, where dozens of children rolled on the reed mat and sang "Wearing flowers, you have to wear big red flowers". Xiaohuan helped out a few times in the cafeteria by having fun, but she couldn't run away immediately.All the female cadres of the neighborhood committee mobilized her to stay as the chief chef, gave her classes, explained "labor is glorious", and let her watch the rap show rehearsed by the family members "the face is well-painted and the hair is combed, just because I don't give birth, Everyone said she was dirty".After the two-week shift, Xiaohuan started running to the hospital and issued a sick leave note for a day and a half. When Xiaohuan saw Xiao Peng, she ran out with happy eyebrows and two slaps covered in white flour. "Miss your sister-in-law Xiaohuan?" "Where are the children?" Xiao Peng asked. "It's in the nursery." Xiaohuan shook her flowing shoulder towards the big room next to the big cafeteria.She turned around and ran back, opened the steamer, took out a flower roll from inside, "Just steamed!" "Sister-in-law, listen to me," Xiao Peng retreated to the stairs, "something happened to Master Zhang!" Xiao Peng whispered. "什么事？！"小环马上解下围裙，往走廊栏杆上一搭，"要紧不？！" 小彭示意她赶紧跟他走。在楼梯上，小环步子都踩错了，差点栽到小彭身上。她一口气问了几声"伤了哪儿"？到了楼梯根，小彭看着她。 "不是出的那事，要是那事就好了，伤了还能好。"小彭说。 小环的八哥嘴居然一句话也说不出了。她全明白了。 小彭把他在保卫科门外听到的讲了一遍。小环看着他事关重大的脸，突然扑哧一声笑起来。小彭想这女人疯得没边了，不知道她丈夫以后就做不了人了吗？ "我还以为他跟着我跑出来了呢！我左等不见他，右等不见他，心想他准保跟我跑岔了。走走走，带你嫂子去你们厂部！" 小彭骑上车，小环坐到后座上。骑上五分钟不止，小彭才说："小环嫂子，你的意思是，跟张师傅在俱乐部的……真是你？" "不是我，我能愿意为他顶这屎盆子吗？你小环嫂子是那省事的人？" "那你们……" 小环又笑起来。这个笑有点脏，有点坏："小彭兄弟，等你有了女人，你就知道，猴急起来，管不住自己呀！" 小彭不说话了。他不相信小环的话，但他相信他对小环性格的了解，她不可能对另一个女人忍让一分，自己的妹子也不可能。 小环步子带蹦地上了厂部楼梯，一面沿着走廊朝保卫科走，一面拽衣服整头发。小环烫得发黄的头发用一块手绢勒在耳后，三十好几了还是个好看的女人。到了保卫科门口，她也不敲门，直接去拧门把手。 门大开，坐在大办公桌对面的张俭大半个背朝着门口。小环大青衣出场一样款款走进门。 "听说你们要悬赏捉拿我。我就来了！"她两只微肿微红的眼睛笑得弯弯的，却透着厉害，"你们哪一条王法不让夫妻俩过夫妻生活？在家睡老婆那叫同床，到外头睡老婆那就叫男女作风问题了？对了，这屋里有没娶媳妇的吗？"她扭头扫一眼屋内的脸庞，"有就快请出去，我下面的坦白他们可听不得。" 保卫干事看着这个袅袅婷婷、但很有可能会脱下鞋就抽人的女子。 "你是张俭的爱人？" "明媒正娶。" 小环此刻站在张俭旁边，胯斜出去一下，顶在他肩头，意思要他挪点地方。张俭刚往右一挪，她一屁股坐下来，半个屁股落在一角椅子上，半个屁股压在张俭腿上。她跟保卫干事和几个俱乐部职员东拉西扯，讲自己如何嫁到张家，如何跟张俭妈合不来，才让张俭从东北搬到此地。张俭发现她一面扯一面东张西望，可就是不去看他。小环在这些人眼里泼辣俏皮，但他知道她心里已经受伤--她恨他了。 "你们是夫妻，已经有了三个孩子，怎么不嫌丢人，跑到外面干事呢？" "不到外面来，我们办不了事啊。"小环皮厚得全屋的男人都脸红。她才不怕，她的话能荤到什么程度，他们还有待领教，"你们去我家里看看，屁股大一点就别想拐弯！还有三个孩子，我们闺女都快赶上我高了。稍微动静大了，闺女就问：妈呀，咱家进来耗子啦？哟，这里你们谁没娶媳妇？对不住了，啊？" 她说得手舞足蹈，让保卫干事都不敢接话。这是个女二杆子，在农村乐起来跟男人打闹能扒男人裤子，不乐了，她敢扒自己裤子堵在你门上骂。 "家家户户都这点房，都一窝孩子，全像你们这样搞到外头来，这个钢厂还能看吗？伟大领袖毛主席来视察，就让他老人家视察这个？" "是啊，伟大领袖视察了，就知道咱工人阶级房不够住，都得找阴暗角落生接班人！"小环自己说得开心起来，拍着她自己的大腿和张俭的大腿大笑。一边笑一边支使一个俱乐部职工，"给倒点水！" 保卫干事把张俭和小环暂拘在保卫科办公室，自己开着摩托来到张俭的工段。工段书记是张俭的入党介绍人，一味只说张俭如何吃大苦耐大劳，上班除了撒尿从不下吊车。保卫干事又骑着摩托去了张俭家住的那幢楼，问邻居们张家夫妇感情如何，为人怎样。邻居们都说两人黏糊得很，张俭跟朋友出去钓鱼，小环不舍得他走，四楼追到一楼。小环就是爱闹，张俭硬要出去，她会拿一壶水从走廊栏杆上往他头上浇。 保卫干事想，看来这一对就是万里挑一的宝贝了。他安排了另外一个保卫干事监视和窃听张俭和小环在办公室的表现和对话。结果是两人一句对话没有，连坐的姿势都没变过：男的坐在窗下的藤椅上，女的坐在窗对面墙根的木椅子上，大眼瞪小眼。 他们并不知道，这一男一女相隔七八米距离坐着，一动不动，一声不出，把什么都说了。正像多鹤很多年前就发现的那样，这是一对好成了一个人的男女。这样对面坐着，张俭觉得是跟自己的另一半坐着，那是没有被多鹤占有、永远不会被她占有的一半。 小环的鼻子红了。他见她抬起头，去看天花板。她不愿意眼泪流下来，当着张俭流泪她不在乎，她不愿当着外人流泪。这门缝里、墙缝里哪儿、哪儿都藏着外人，看不见而已。小环也最爱在张俭面前流泪：女人只爱在为她动心的人面前流泪。多年前，这个男人的一句话"留大人"，让她落下了这个坏毛病，就是爱在他面前流泪。 那时的张二孩撩开临时挂起的布门帘，走进来，站在门帘里头。她已经知道自己在他心里的地位，知道她可以仗她的势。从那以后她甚至会时不时仗她的势小小地欺负他一下。布门帘是块褥单，是小环母亲自己织的布，又请人给印成了蓝底白梅花，作为嫁妆陪过来的。门帘把一个像以往一样的黄昏隔在外面，黄昏里有母亲们唤孩子回家吃晚饭的嗓音，也有鸡群入笼前的咕咕的叫声，还有二孩妈擤鼻涕、二孩爸干咳的声音。二十岁的张二孩站在门帘里，身上一件洗得发黄的白褂子，肚子、胸口、袖子上留着小环和未见天日就被处死的儿子的血。是怎样处死的？可别告诉她。血已经干了，成了酱色的罪迹。年轻的父亲在蓝底白花的褥单前站了好一阵，骆驼眼什么都看，就是不去看这个非得处死儿子才救得下的妻子。不单是处死儿子，还得违背父母，背起断子绝孙不肖不孝的骂名。小环的泪水好迅猛，如同开春的山野化冻，从此后她和他只剩了彼此。没了孩子，他们把相关不相关的人们都惹了。她泪水真多呀，连她自己都不知道哭开来可以如此舒坦。泪眼里的张二孩比他本身更大更高，给她的泪水泡发了似的。两盏煤油灯映在她的泪水上，映出许多倒影，他在一片灯火倒影中朝她走过来。他伸出巨大的手掌，不知是先给她擦泪还是擦汗。她用两只手抓住那个手掌，搁在嘴上，手掌很咸，每一条手纹里都淌着汗。不知过了多久，她有力气嚎啕了，她为那个儿子尖声嚎丧。嚎着嚎着，她嚎得跑了题："你个蠢蛋！留我干啥呀你？！没了咱孩儿，你爹妈能让我活吗？那些嚼老婆舌、戳人脊梁的人能让我活吗？！"二十岁的张二孩让她哭怕了，笨头笨脑地把她抱进怀里。然后她发现他也嚎起来，只是一点声也没有。 此刻面对不再是张二孩的男人，小环的鼻腔堵成一团，堵得她头晕。那个张二孩没了，成了这个张俭，这就足够她再放开来嚎一次丧。但她绝不让泪落下来，让外人看去。她的泪正是为了自己被划成外人而生出的。 张俭的目光越来越重，撑不住了，落在一双没有系鞋带的鞋上。慢慢地，又落在他扣错了的纽扣上。只有在小环面前，他才觉得自己狼狈。他把眼睛抬起。 他知错了。他伤了她的心。 对于任何人，他都没有错。假如任何人强迫他承认他错，他宁愿死。但对小环，他错了。 她怎么也没想到他会这样不要体面，丢人现眼，散尽德性。她对他疼得还不够爱得还不足？他们背着她干这样的事，把她当个外人瞒着。到底瞒了她多久？ ……不短了。两年多了。 就像她会为难他俩似的！难道不是她朱小环劝他去跟多鹤和好，不是她朱小环把道理讲给他：女人都是半推半就。她朱小环是需要瞒哄的吗？给他们一次次腾地方的不是她朱小环吗？ 可这不一样。一腾地方，就不是那回事了。 为什么不一样？不是哪回事？ ! 心里不是一回事。心里的那回事，不好说。 就是说，心变了？ no!不是这么简单！这心是个什么玩艺，有时候自己都不认识。 是心变了。 天大的冤枉！ 心是什么时候变的？ 张俭看着小环，眼光又怕又迷瞪：心是变了吗？ 小环从他眼睛里看到了他问自己的话：是变了了吗？Yeah? 不变他对多鹤怎么会这样……看不得、碰不得？一碰浑身就点着了？他过去也碰过她啊。变化开始在两年多以前自由市场的那个偶然相遇吗？no.开始得更早。小环把多鹤的身世讲给他听了之后，就在第二天，他看见多鹤在小屋里给孩子们钉被子，心里就有一阵没名堂的温柔。当时她背对着他跪在床上，圆口无领的居家小衫脖子后的按扣开了，露出她后发际线下面软软的、胎毛似的头发。就那一截脖子和那点软发让他没名堂地冲动起来，想上去轻轻抱抱她。中国女孩子再年轻似乎也没有那样的后发际线和那样胎毛似的头发。也许因为她们很少有这种特殊的跪姿，所以那一截脖子得不到展露。他奇怪极了，过去只要是日本的，他就憎恶，多鹤身上曾经出现的任何一点日本仪态，都能拉大他和她的距离。而自从知道了多鹤的身世，多鹤那毛茸茸的后发际和跪姿竟变得那样令他疼爱！他在这两年时间里，和她欢爱，和她眉目传情，有一些刹那，他想到自己爱的是个日本女子。正是这样刹那的醒悟，让他感动不已，近乎流泪：她是他如此偶然得到的异国女子！他化解了那么大的敌意才真正得到了她，他穿过那样戒备、憎恶、冷漠才爱起她来！ 她的身世让他变了心，变得对小环二心了。 那他打算把她朱小环怎样发落？让她继续做个外人同住在那屁股大点就抹不开身的屋里？她朱小环是狗剩儿？ !她朱小环就是一条狗，也是吃屎吃尖儿的那条！她朱小环在这里陪他丢人现眼，陪他给他老张家祖宗散德性，回了家，账可要一笔一笔地跟他好好算。 三个小时的拘留，不了了之。张俭骑着车，带上冷漠乖顺的朱小环慢慢往家走。路上都没话，话在你看我我看你的时候看得差不离了。下面就是制裁、发落。张俭只服小环的制裁、发落。 过铁道的时候，小环让张俭往右拐。沿着铁道全是野生的茭白和芦苇，常常有上海职工带着全家老少在铁道边上忙，割茭白做菜或到市场上去卖。初冬季节，幸存下来的茭白叶子枯黄，和大蓬大蓬的肮脏芦絮碰出焦脆的声响。张俭陪小环一格一格地走着枕木，自行车推不动，但他咬着牙扛着它往前走。一列火车远远地来了，在弯道上悠长地鸣笛。小环哇的一声哭起来。 张俭把自行车往芦苇丛里一撂，上来拉她。她一贯的撒泼放赖的劲又来了，跟他又打又抓，死活不下铁道。火车震得铁轨"嘎嘎"哆嗦，小环哭得透不过气来，但他能从她不成句的话里听出：谁躲开谁是鳖养的！死了干净！一块让火车轧成肉馅儿最省事！ 他给了她一巴掌，把她抱下铁道。 火车飞驰而过，一杯剩茶从车窗里泼出来，茶渍茶叶在风里横向落在他俩脸上。火车开过去他才听清小环嚷的是什么。 "你俩肯定来过这儿！在这些苇子里面快活死了，也不怕着凉得血吸虫病！得了病回来害我跟孩子们……" 小环的烫发蓬成个黑色大芦花，见张俭傻眼看着她，扯一把他的裤腿,要他跟她一块坐下，骂他现在装电线杆子？在这儿跟多鹤快活的时候肯定鲤鱼打挺、鹞子翻身、玉龙驾云似的…… 张俭挨着小环坐下来。过了一会儿，她转过脸。早晨八点下了大夜班，觉也不睡就去会多鹤，现在天又快黑了，十二点钟的大夜班又在等着他。冬雾从芦苇沟里升起。她看见他两个骆驼眼真像穿过百里大漠似的疲乏，眼睛下的两个黑圈，腮上两个深深的凹凼，凹凼里的胡子有一半漏过了剃刀。这时他的脸看去可真不怎么样。欺瞒、哄骗、东躲西藏可真不容易，人显然是瘦了、老了。她发现自己的手又在他刺猬一样的头发上了。他心野得什么也顾不上，头发也长得野成这样。小环想，其实她对张俭的心也是有变化的，变化似乎开始在多鹤怀上丫头的时候。那天晚上还是张二孩的张俭把丢在多鹤屋里的一双鞋、一个坎肩、两本他喜欢的破小人书收拾起来，回了他和小环的屋。该为张家干的，他干完了，从此该续上他和小环的正常日子了。 上了炕，钻进被窝，两人抱得紧紧的，但小环身子里没那个意思。她告诉自己这还是她疼爱的二孩啊，不该生分啊。可她的身子对二孩只不过客客气气，有求必应罢了。那以后她的身子对他就是体贴周到，可就不再有那个意思。她对自己恼恨起来：瞧你小气的！这不还是二孩吗？可她的身子不和她理论，她越攒劲它越是无所适从。小环这才暗暗为自己哭了。她哭原先的小环，那个只要躺在她的二孩怀里就从里到外地得劲，从身到心都如愿以偿地得劲。"得劲"这词不能拿别的词置换，它是天下什么东西都置换不了的。日子再往下过，她觉得自己在张俭那里不光光是个老婆，她渐渐成了一个身份名目模糊的女人。好像所有女人的身份名目都糅合到一块，落在她身上--姐、妹、妻、母，甚至祖母。所以对他的疼爱也是所有这些女人的。不仅这样，她的这些身份名目使她给家里每个人的疼爱都跟过去不一样。她伸过胳膊，从他口袋里直接拿出烟杆，装了一锅烟，又伸过胳膊，掏出他的火柴，把烟点上。她抽了几口烟，眼泪又冒上来：他居然觉也不睡、饭也不吃，作践成这副又老又瘦的贼样！他的手慢慢搂住她的腰。她又伸手从他工作服左边的口袋里掏出一块手绢。她对他太熟悉了，哪个兜里装着什么，她一点不用兜远路，直接伸手就能拿到。手绢叠得四四方方，留着花露水兑掺米浆的香味。家里每一条手绢都逃不过多鹤的烙铁。大大小小的人走出张家，都像刚从烙铁下走出来一样平展。 小环抽了一袋烟，自己站起来，也把张俭拉起来。她要张俭带她去下一个"阴暗角落"，看看他们人不要做、做猫狗在外面胡交乱配，到底找了什么样的地方，怎样猫狗了两年多。不久，张俭把车骑到了人民医院旁边的上海点心店。后窗可以看见湖水，还能看见湖那边的山坡。 他领她坐到窗口的一张小桌，桌上廉价的钩花台布到处斑斑点点。什么东西到这个新兴的工业城市很快就革命了，一革命上海的不上海、南京的不南京，成了粗犷、大而化之、不拘小节的风格。 小环想，这两人也不知坐在这儿说些什么？多鹤的话虽然他能听懂，但答对流畅是谈不上的。他们不过是捏捏手，碰碰脚，一个飞眼换一个媚眼。他心变了是没错的，不然他半辈子没学会花钱，肯花这么多钱坐在这里捏捏手，碰碰腿，传个眼色？ 心是变了。 服务员上来问他们点什么吃的，张俭菜单也不看就说要一客小笼包。小笼包上来，两人都吃不下。小环的鼻子又酸了。张俭让她快吃，不然小笼包里的汤就冻上了。她说太干得慌，吃不下去。张俭又叫来服务员，问他什么汤是这个店的特色。服务员说公私合营之前，这个店最好的是鸡鸭血汤，不过现在已经取消。 小环咬了一口小笼包。张俭告诉她，过去的小笼包只有现在半个大。小环想他倒挺熟，来这儿吃了多少顿了？上大夜班给他往饭盒里放两个馒头，他都舍不得吃，常常是原封不动带回来。在家喝酒从六角一斤的喝到四角，又喝到三角。后来干脆到自由市场去买农民私酿的，喝上去像兑了水的酒精。他倒舍得把钱花到这种以汤充肉馅儿的小笼包子上。窗子外的湖景也不白给你看，花在没馅的包子上的钱一半买风景了。心一变，还用吃什么？风景都看得你饱看得你醉。 "我想好了，只能辞了工，回咱老家去。"张俭说。 "别扯了。老家那些人知道你买了个日本婆子，回去了咱三个孩子都得给他们当日本崽子看。房也旧了，快塌了，你爹妈回去还没地方住呢。" 前一阵收到张俭父母的信，老两口终于对自己的变相保姆身份大大觉悟，回到安平镇老房子去了。信里说房子长期没人住，空得快塌了。 张俭半睁眼，看着窗外漆黑的湖面，是那种走投无路的沉默。 小环也知道他们三个人走投无路。或许多鹤不把她的身世告诉她，事情会容易一些。她咬咬牙，心里一股凶狠上来：多鹤为什么要讲她的身世？这么深的罪孽关她屁事？关张俭屁事？张俭的一颗心哪叫心？软得就像十月里的烘烂柿子，经得住那样惨的事去蹂躏？他把多鹤带到这里，窗外山景湖景，他烘烂柿子似的一颗心就在她面前化成一包甜水了。她想，我的二孩呀！ 她的手在桌子下面一把抓住他的手。她把那手握得太紧，都握冷了。 多鹤那该死的身世，她那该死的处境：孤身一人活在世界上，把她扔出门她是活不了的。她要是不知道她的身世多好！她可以把她扔出去，活得了活不了，关她朱小环屁事。朱小环可不是张俭那种没用的东西，长得五大三粗，心却是一个烘烂的软柿子。她朱小环有女屠夫的血性，偷她的男人偷到她家里来的女人，她一定拿她开宰。她从小宰鸡、宰鸭、宰兔子就宰得很出色。 两人出了点心店，已经八点了。小环突然想起丫头今晚叫她去看她表演腰鼓。伟大领袖毛主席来视察，学生们选拔出来组成腰鼓队，今晚在第三小学校的操场彩排。小环叫张俭赶紧用车把她送到第三小学，赶个收尾也好。家家都有家长去，丫头的家长不去丫头会伤心。 第三小学和丫头的第六小学一模一样：乳黄色的校舍，浅咖啡色的门窗。那个苏联建筑设计师画了一个学校的图纸，盖了十几座一模一样的小学校。也是他的一张图纸，使山坡下湖岸边起了几百座一模一样的楼房。十几个小学选出的四百名腰鼓手都穿着白衣蓝裤，扎着红领巾。因为是初冬，小学生们都在白衬衣里面穿着棉袄或夹袄，白衬衣像绷带一样紧紧缠在身上。他们整齐地变换鼓点，变化队形，一张张小脸都涂了过多红胭脂，猛一看满院子蹦蹿着小关公。 小环在第三排找到了丫头。丫头立刻咧开嘴向她笑。小环指指她的肚子，丫头低头一