Chapter 142 Dr. Wen (11)

If Mr. Tang didn't care about any other business, he would feel itchy in his heart; he finally introduced Dr. Wen to the Yang family. When he entered Yang's house, he thought he was in the country of daughters. The most prestigious and powerful woman in the Yang family is an old lady in her fifties. Although she is not very old, she has a long history and already has a group of grandchildren.Her eldest son—the current head of the Yang family—was about her age, and he was brought upright because she was a concubine.She was not yet thirty when her husband died.Now that she has been upright, she is able to keep the chastity, and she has a lot of property in her hands, so her authority is getting higher and higher. Now it seems that no one dares to mention that she is a concubine, or even forgets that she is a concubine.

Now five or six families of the Yang family live in one place.Under the old lady, there are several domineering wives who rule over the aunts, girls, and young mistresses respectively.In addition, there are widows who have left the court and returned to their natal homes, and girls and old ladies who come to have three meals with poor relatives.In addition, the man made an excuse to go out to develop, and the original intention was to leave his wife who was not pleasing to the eye at home as a widow; but there were not many such abandoned wives, and they didn't like to show up except when eating.No matter how you say it, if you put these women together, the Yang family can't help but notice that there are more women than men, which is a bit like France.When the men were away, and the older boys were all in school, the family looked at least like a troupe.

Although the men of the Yang family sometimes meet guests at home, most of their communication is still in taverns, restaurants and teams; in these places they can show their enthusiasm for making friends and are not afraid of spending money.Even when playing cards, they also go to the team.Occasionally there are some important conversations and negotiations, and they have neither time to go to the team nor time to eat. They would rather go to the bathhouse, soak in the best "Dafang", bare their buttocks, smoke cigarettes, and talk for a while. Refuse to invite friends to the house.When they come home, at most they can give some refreshments to the guests. It’s better to spend more money in the bathhouse. In the bathhouse, after the business is finished, the friends also take a bath and shave. It’s okay if there is moisture After pinching the feet, it showed a little benefit.

The male guests entertained at home were almost only the frequent relatives and Dr. Wen; however, such guests were all entertained by the women of the Yang family, and the men didn't care much about this matter.The men of the Yang family knew the purpose of guests like Dr. Wen, so they knew how to alienate them, until the women turned such guests into relatives of the Yang family.They come over to say hello again, which saves trouble and obviously gives women some opportunities to do things. When entertaining such guests, Mrs. Yang is of course at the forefront.The first time Dr. Wen came to Yang's house, he met her.

The Yang family lived in a total of fifty or sixty rooms, divided into five yards.The courtyard in the middle belongs to Mrs. Yang.Although there are many courtyards, the news is very good everywhere. Whenever a guest like Dr. Wen arrives, the women in each courtyard are ready to come and see and listen.Look, of course you are looking at the guests; listen, you are listening to Mrs. Yang's tone.Yes, everyone has their own opinions, but Mrs. Yang's words carry the most weight.If she can get along with the guests, there will be a favorite among them, a second favorite, and a favorite just for the upcoming wedding.The appearance and attire of the guests are what they want to see, not what they pay the most attention to, they pay the most attention to the expression of old lady Yang.If she likes it, they dare to look at the guest carefully. Even if the guest's appearance and dress are not good enough, they will try to discover his strengths and characteristics.Conversely, if she doesn't like it, she doesn't have to read it anymore, it's over.What they hoped for a handsome young man was not as earnest as they hoped that Mrs. Yang would be calm and calm.His relationship with them all depends on how old Mrs. Yang's temper is at that moment.No one was allowed to know when she lost her temper, so the arrival of her guests set their hearts beating.

Dr. Wen did have a bit of luck.When he met Mrs. Yang, she called two "girls" to beat her back.Everyone in the Yang family knows that the "girls" are the ones who love the old lady the most, because the words of the "girls" can penetrate into the old lady's heart, and make all the little cracks in her heart numb.What's more, if the old lady can't laugh with words, they will also sing some ditties that ordinary women can't, and won't, either.Old Mrs. Yang was born as a concubine, and she became a widow very early. Although she is in her fifties now, her grievances have not diminished because of her age.She likes to listen to the "girls" in the team talk and sing a little bit to make her mentally happy for a while.There are many "girls" who are her goddaughters.The goddaughters patted her waist lightly, and said something she thought was inappropriate and liked to hear it. She seemed to feel younger, and she closed her eyes and sighed slightly, with a smile on her lips.Young male guests were most welcome to her at such times; nothing else--she was over fifty--just liked them.It seemed as if a short talk with the young man would make up for what was lacking in her own life.

Old Madam Yang's complexion was like the silver light of the autumn moon.The face is not fat, but it seems that there are no bones inside, and that layer of moonlight seems to shoot out from the skin. It is not fat but obviously soft, neither rich nor thin, it seems transparent and smooth. Not flimsy.Not even a single freckle or wrinkle on his face.The most unfathomable thing is the two eyes, which almost look like triangular eyes, but the corners of the eyes are not hanging, and there is no bitter look.When looking at people and things, sometimes it is such a light sweep, from here to there, I don't know what she wants to see, and no one knows what she sees; sometimes she fixes her eyes and fixes her eyes on people's faces She was so fixed as if she was about to hit a fly, her eyes were extremely black and extremely bright, she just stood there blankly, looking at people with horror, but she seemed to have forgotten what she was looking at.Then, she would suddenly smile, making people wonder what to do.When he smiled, he showed some teeth with even tops of white, and the gaps between the teeth were huge, and the black shadows between the gaps were juxtaposed with the white teeth, like some black and white pattern, very beautiful.Laugh suddenly, stop suddenly, quickly glance around again, or fix black eyes on an object or a person's face.Her eyes and smile seem to be cyclical, adjusting each other.In this cyclical movement, she seems to have accidentally revealed some secrets of her life experience—she couldn’t completely control the frivolity and flattery of being a wife before, and she wanted to show her status and stability as a wife in a different way .Like a rope walker in a circus, she is always balancing her own skills, but the people watching are always worried about her.

Mrs. Yang had just finished two puffs of cigarettes, and she was lying on the bed crookedly. Her goddaughter Yuhong—a plump, twenty-four or five-year-old with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a northerner—was lightly kissing her with two fat fists. Beating her waist and legs; another goddaughter, Yinxiang—a southern prostitute in her twenties—slanted across the head of the bed, beating the old lady's head lightly with her hand.While beating, the two of them said something here and there, with a different accent, telling some strange stories and jokes to the old lady.Seeing that the old lady didn't like to answer questions, Yinxiang's hand was even lighter, and she hummed a southern song softly, as if she wanted to lull the old lady to sleep.

At this time, Dr. Wen arrived. The old lady was relieved by the two "girls", and her heart was empty. She just wanted to do something new and less tiring, so meeting a young man she had never met before seemed to be the right thing to do. Suitable.She sent an order to meet him, and quickly put on a new robe, with a little powder on her face.Supporting Yuhong and Yinxiang, she walked slowly to the main room. Dr. Wen was wearing a new foreign suit, new black leather shoes, a snow-white stiff collar and a new dazzling floral tie.While waiting for the old lady to come out slowly, he had raised his shoulders several times, straightened his chest several times, pulled the seams of his trousers several times, and straightened his tie several times; The expression was transferred from the heart to the face: a smile that was not a smile, the eyebrows were raised slightly, and the eyes looked at the tip of the nose. I felt that he was both solemn and kind, and he was handsome in his old age.Maybe an ambassador goes to see a queen, that's all, he thought.

Seeing the old lady, he suddenly forgot the prepared etiquette, took two steps forward, and stretched out his right hand.The old lady didn't reach out.His face blushed, more than half of it turned red, and he hurried back to kill, bent down and bowed, the size was not even.His head almost touched her chest.Yuhong and Yinxiang turned their faces away, and started laughing. "Sit! Sit!" The old lady fixed her eyes on Dr. Wen's nose, as if she liked this young man very much. Sitting down, Dr. Wen suspected that there might be a black spot on his nose, so he hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief and wiped it. Then, imitating the tone and momentum of a Westerner who cleans his nose, he fired cannons from left to right and blew loudly. Two shots.The two whores laughed again.He couldn't figure out what the two girls were doing.Their attitude and attire made him suspicious, but he never thought that they—if they were prostitutes—would come to accompany Mrs. Yang to meet guests.Their laughter made him more skeptical and unable to think of an appropriate solution.He made up his mind very quickly, no matter how polite they are, no matter what they do, there is nothing wrong with bowing more anyway.He stood up and greeted them.They didn't dare to laugh out loud, but they put their chins in the Yuanbao collar, their faces turned red from holding back.Inexplicably, Dr. Wen sat down again, struggling to put up his airs, as if nothing happened, but he felt very uncomfortable.Mrs. Yang glanced at them from him with her black eyes, and nodded with her mouth open, as if she saw something new and interesting. "Bring me my little teapot!" She told Yuhong and then asked Dr. Wen, "Where is your place?"

Dr. Wen told her that she was from Sichuan and had just come back from the United States. All the tables and chairs in the restaurant must be "elegant", and they must not be too red and green to be unbearably vulgar!I have thought of a lot of names, you can choose, any one is not bad.Look, Lvfangyuan, Qinguan, Mixiang elegant room, Tianwailou...all good and beautiful! "In fact, these names are all the signs of the brothels he has been to. Just like the brothel owner, he wants elegance, even though elegance is followed by male thieves and female prostitutes. "Elegance" is the source of life for Chinese art, and it is also the cheapest in Chinese culture. Bad paint. Xiaohe is a true Chinese, when he can't touch the source of art, he will pick up a small pot of stinky paint. In addition to designing these elegant things, he also came up with costumes for fancy dress skating for recruits.He told them that on that day they had to smear their faces with oil as if they were in a play, the circles of their eyes were painted blue, and their cheeks were especially red. "You are in the middle of the lake, people stand on the shore and watch, they must draw their eyebrows and eyes seriously!" They agreed with this suggestion and called him an old vixen, and he was very happy.He also figured out clothes for them: Zhaodi represents China and should wear a light yellow silk shirt with green plums embroidered on it; Goomali represents Manchuria and wears the cloak of a noble lady in the Qing Dynasty, and the front and rear patches are all embroidered with patterns from the Northeast. map; Zhu Ying represents Japan, wearing a Japanese shirt embroidered with cherry blossoms.The three ladies don't wear hats, but use braids, big wings, and Dongyang unkempt heads, respectively.The three ladies, because they have no brains, followed the plan. After the new year passed in a flash, at one o'clock in the afternoon on the fifth day of the first lunar month, a fancy dress skating competition was held in Beihai. People who love peace too much don't have much face, and once the thin skin is peeled off, they call submission enjoyment, and humiliation is called self-preservation.People in Peiping are enjoying the humiliation.Those who have money and those who have no money have worked hard to eat dumplings and put on the best clothes; if they can’t find neat clothes, they will borrow one; Look at the scene of Shengping.They forgot the soldiers in Nanyuan, who would be blown away by bombs, how many relatives and friends were tortured in prisons, and the iron chains around their own necks. enjoy to the full.They seemed willing to devour the sugar-coated one that the Japanese prepared for them and the one he introduced;What if she really looks like a donkey, he should go back and think about it.Having decided so, he started to move his eyes, pretending to look at the furnishings and calligraphy and paintings in the room, but all the girls glanced at the corners of his eyes.There was nothing particularly beautiful, and there was nothing particularly ugly. He was very sad, and he almost wanted to see a very ugly woman, and she would be his future wife; marrying a very ugly woman is somewhat romantic, right?He didn't like this ordinary group. After a few conversations with the guests, Mrs. Yang asked Yuhong and Yinxiang to suggest what to do?While discussing with the two of them, she glanced at Dr. Wen, as if to show that it was the best way for her to coax the guests to play, or for the guests to coax her to play; she couldn't think of a better way except to play for a while. Hospitality methods and more proper communication.She was like an old child, an old child who knew everything and was good at playing.After discussing for a long time, the old lady decided to play cards. "Come on, Mr. Wen!" The old lady did not ask for the guest's consent, and showed an air that she would never refuse. Dr. Wen did not dare to express any opinion, he decided to resign himself to fate.He didn't have much money with him; but he couldn't say it clearly.If you lose, it's bad; but because of this, you can't show your weaknesses.Card-playing he did not consider a proper amusement; but today he could not but be easy-going.He decided to take care of the old lady first, no matter what she did, no matter what this group of women did, anyway, they were rich, and he had found a gold mine, so he couldn't just walk away!