Chapter 14 cousin

For some reason, maybe I read letters from my hometown during the day and dreamed of my cousin smiling at me at night.At that time, it seemed that he knew that he was dead, but he didn't know.I smiled at him too. It is in the courtyard of an old house that was sold six years ago. This house is the same as my cousin. Recently, I seem to be unfamiliar with the people I get close to, so I haven’t mentioned it for a long time.It's just being alone in a lonely environment, remembering it by chance and forgetting it soon, unexpectedly finding my hometown and smiling with my cousin again in my dream!Brother Jing often said that I still miss home and miss many things in the past, but I don't admit it.The past, the faraway world, I regard as a dead world.What I want to grasp is everything in front of me.However, I cannot forbid Meng not to return to her hometown to find her cousin.

He pushed the door open and walked in with his bare head as if looking for something. "Hey, hello, Brother Wanlin, hello!" He didn't make a sound, just laughed.This smile means that he has heard my question, as if there is no need to answer this sentence. When he walked in, he saw that he was wearing a new blue cloth shirt. "Second brother, why did you transfer here?" "If you can't get hungry outside, then—" "I think you are fat." He came over and rubbed my face, like I was much younger than him, and I still looked like six or seven years ago.I looked up and saw his chin, four or five green beards, about a minute long.He turned his head slightly, and I saw a scar under that ear again.

"This is thanks to Wu Laorou's water medicine," he retracted the hand that was touching my cheek and stroked his own. "Did it hurt?" I asked him. "It's only hot, not painful at all! When I fell on the stone bench in front of the pavilion, Chen Shiying kicked me." At that time, I didn't pay attention to his waist, but after hearing the enemy who killed him kick him, I took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a straw sandal on the lapel of the blue cloth shirt. Kick him to death!" Sixth brother climbed to the window and said a word. "Brother Balu, come down, the window is about to fall!"

The sixth brother was so naughty that when he heard his cousin's words, he put both hands on the pane and shook his feet as if on a swing. The sixth brother fell into the fish tank at some point, and the yard was full of water splashed from the fish tank.Brother Wan Lin didn't care about his new blue cloth shirt, but picked up the big and small red goldfish on the ground with his hands, and put them around in his lapel.What is the matter!From time to time, the sixth brother showed a wet head from the side of the fish tank, called the second brother playfully, and shrank back.Drenched my new pair of woolen shoes and woke me up.

Wake up and see that the two blooming cotton shoes in front of the bed are not soaked, and they are lying on the ground one foot apart in a very romantic way. My cousin lived in the same army as me for about a year and a half.I was a deputy at that time, and he was the head of the headquarters.He was seven years older than me, and I was only fifteen at the time.We go out together and do things in the same place.He was my cousin and my mother at that time, and he needed to take care of many things in my life, such as sleeping, eating and some trivial matters.We stayed together in the chaben tent, and every day around five o'clock, when I was having a good dream, someone next to me shook my arm.

"Brother, brother, roll call, hurry up! Listen to the horn!" Five o'clock is just a little dawn in the sky, but at that time, I thought it was ridiculous to be shaken awake when I slept until five o'clock.Not only us, but the adjutant never went to bed before twelve o'clock every night, and he never got up after nine o'clock.After we finish the roll call, we will go to exercise after a short rest, and we will go to exercise at seven o'clock.Returning to the residence after exercise, when passing by the adjutant's window lightly, the mouthwash jar and the toothbrush in the window were always making a lot of noise.

"The lieutenant is in good spirits!" I knew at that time that the reason why the adjutant was in good spirits was the supplement of bird's nest and American ginseng every day, and the adjutant was a non-smoker and didn't need any cigarettes.My cousin knows a lot more about the character of the adjutant chief than I do. My cousin worked under him for more than two months.He said that among the more than forty senior officials in the headquarters, there might be no one who is more versatile than the deputy chief.He was also a soldier, but according to many people, he is more familiar with official documents and quicker than the secretary-general.The chief of staff is a non-commissioned officer student, but he may not be mentioned when it comes to military knowledge.When my cousin told me this, he had other intentions at the time, but I didn't pay attention to it. I admired the adjutant chief only because he was "in good spirits".

Once, I leaned on my cousin's bed and saw the yellow military uniform in the wall, with a brand new military cap hooked beside the uniform, and I was very envious. "Brother Wanlin, when can I get such a suit?" To be honest, I was not only envious of that military uniform at that time, but also a little bit jealous!When a person wearing a gray cotton soldier's uniform leaves the headquarters, he must first raise his hand to the two guards in a row of four guards, and then he will casually answer you, stand at attention and let you go out.On the street, when you see people from the same tribe who are dressed in the same outfit, it's easy to salute each other.But there are always more officials than soldiers on the streets, which is troublesome.They put on riding boots and strutted in the center of the street. If you are far away, you have to be prepared. When you get close, you dodge to the side, Huo Ding stands upright, and raises your hand to the brim of your hat to see their official badges. Differences, giving birth to different interests give you a gift.When you meet the chief of staff and adjutants, they know the sadness of seeing their superiors. Some of them have just climbed up from the soldiers, and at the same time they quote this as something to boast of being an apprentice in a passer-by shop, so when he sees you showing respect to him, he is always happy. Kindly return you with a show of hands.If it's under the brand name of "Xiao", then you're going to scold your mother in your heart.They ride on horseback or on foot, and their eyes only see the emptiness in front of them. If you are a bit older than him, he knows how to jump off the horse, or stand on the side of the road, respectfully and flexibly, and raise his hands with correct posture.But if you are a soldier, and your body is so small, you can't blame him!

Tired of the soldiers saluting him, he pretended not to see it and strode past.I had no choice but to show it the same way, with my hands curled up like buckwheat, hanging on the brim of my hat for a second. If you go out wearing yellow clothes like bianmu clothes, you won't have many embarrassments. The head is the second lieutenant class. Although this class can't scare anyone, the battalion commander on horseback will never dismount for your cockade epaulettes, but counting from the bottom, the salute you get can be offset by the sadness of paying tribute to others . At that time, my cousin said solemnly, "You should be a lieutenant or a more decent officer. It's just a job for people who don't have any education and can work hard as an errand."

The promise my cousin said to me was too exaggerated, and I found it funny.However, my cousin's expectations are exactly the same as my own expectations. I think that in the future, I will try to replace the top position in the headquarters. But when the immediate loss is enough, he still can't forget his cousin's second lieutenant's yellow costume. Due to special reasons, I don't have to do any duties except for the two military exercises from 5:30 to 7:20 in the morning and from 2:30 to 4:20 in the afternoon, so I have a lot of time to learn to write. regular script.The tutor of writing is naturally the cousin.

He came across Huangshan Valley's copybooks, and I learned from him that there are many people who can write besides Lu Runxiang and Huang Ziyuan. "Brother Mao writes hard, he will become famous in the future, not only for selling money, but also—" His words fit my heart, and I have been learning to write hard since then. As a result of writing, I was promoted a year later. Recorder of the secretariat of the Ministry. I took off my gray clothes and put on the knee-length blue cloth "two-horse skirt" shirt that was specially sewn at home. When I went to see him in the messenger shed, he hugged me and fell on the bed, very happy. up. "Brother, look at your clothes! You've grown so much in a year that you can't wear them anymore. We'll go out tomorrow to buy some material to make a suitable one. Now it's not the same as before. The clothes should be more presentable, Don’t let your colleagues look down on you. You don’t have to worry about gray patriotic cloth if you like it.” The clothes on her body are indeed too short, and they were sewn at home when she went out last year.For a year, I couldn't take off my military uniform, except once, when I went to visit my aunt Seven who went from Changsha to Chenzhou at the home of a surnamed Yin, I wore it once, and the rest were kept in bamboo boxes. "There won't be many things. Tell me what you do every day." I told him everything I had done and seen in the past two days at the secretariat. When I told another horrific thing about a clerk, he stopped me with his hand.He said: "Brother, you are working hard to write and learn official documents. You will become a clerk in the future. At this time, you have to endure other people's bullying! He came from the deputy barracks after seeing you, and he didn't read any books. I look down on you! You have to learn from the adjutant, who was also a soldier. He was promoted from a soldier to an adjutant to this position. Whenever you have official business to write, you must be kind to others and write as soon as you pick up the pen. If you say "Mr. Recorder, your writing is not good. Please take the trouble to copy it again." When you know that your boss deliberately changed the inappropriate parts of the manuscript to bother you, you still have to write it! The army is not only a soldier If you want to talk about obedience, even employees, disobedience is not good!..." I believed his words, I wrote when others were warming up the fire; I was still writing when others were talking and laughing; In the poker, three aces and a small straight were going back and forth, the copper coins fell to the floor, and the clerk hooked his waist and shoulders to pick them up.The secretary lost, swearing all kinds of fresh wild words, and on the other table, I was still writing!It was not uncommon for me to copy the monthly newspaper while lying on the table under the kerosene lamp after everyone was tired from playing and went to bed and snored variously.Because of my spirit of cattle and horses, the clerk who used to look down on me was a little bit more kind to me.Although my cousin once advised me to endure hardships in everything that day, he also felt sorry for me when he heard that I always went to bed very late every night.The clerk's treatment of me was especially thoughtful of him. When we met, he always asked me if I didn't feel troubled recently.Aren't things tiring?Telling him that the clerk has not tortured me as much as before, I still feel resentful, and I hate the clerk who tortured me very much.Although he tried his best to hide this look from my eyes, I understood it very well. "My brother has to work hard—" Although he didn't continue, I knew it meant "don't be bullied by others!" In May of the ninth year of the Republic of China, the days seemed to be the second or third day of the junior high school, because the salary was being paid that day, and I got nine yuan in my pocket and many coppers that were folded from thirty cents, which was very heavy.My cousin and I went to a glutinous rice ball shop in Zhongnanmen to eat glutinous rice balls.In Chenzhou, the stuffing of glutinous rice balls in this restaurant is only rose sugar, which is a favorite of my cousin and me. While drinking the soup, he said that he was going to transfer, and he had an errand to escort 600 yuan of military pay, so he transferred to see. "Probably because I miss someone a little bit." He knew what I meant by laughing at him, "Yes, look at your aunt——" "Look at my sister-in-law," when I said this, I made an annoying greasy face at the same time. "Of course my sister-in-law wants to see too." Later, he told me that I had been owed wages for several months, in exchange for a pair of gold rings for my mother, and my sister-in-law also wore a pair of gold earrings. I know what he intends to do, so it's not always possible to ask for leave and transfer, but if there is such an errand, the travel expenses can be saved. "I can come back to sell business after half a month at most, then let's eat this again." When I left the glutinous rice ball shop, I made an appointment like that, and I heard this, or there was the hunchback boss.Said it was half a month, I don't know how long it will take for this half month to reach the day he reserved!Afterwards, during the half a year I stayed in Chenzhou, I didn't have the courage to enter the small rice dumpling shop again. When I passed by his shop, I thought of the two words my cousin asked when he was about to leave. On the morning of the fifth day, my cousin set off with a companion, and came to my residence very early, like when I was a deputy soldier, he came to shake my air every morning. The yellow clothes were taken off, and he was wearing a gray uniform, but the hat was still the one he had worn before. "What, brother, are you leaving?" I wanted to sit up, but he pushed me down again. "Brother, don't get up. Let's go, we will meet in half a month." He seemed to know that each of the roommates was having a good dream, and his words were very light. "Brother, do things happily. When I got home, I went to see my aunt. She said that my brother is a very nice person recently. He can eat. Everyone likes him. He doesn't care about the family..." The cousin said that he doesn't care about the family, look at me My eyes were red, knowing that I missed my mother, I quickly changed my words. "When the Mid-Autumn Festival comes in August, I can ask for leave to visit my aunt and Jiumei. At that time, I can help Jiumei buy a lot of fun things." "You greet my aunt and sister-in-law for me." "Okay, let me greet you. I said that Mao will come back to visit my aunt around the Mid-Autumn Festival, and my sister-in-law has also greeted you....Brother, don't get up, I'm leaving, they are waiting." Looking at my cousin holding the little bundle that I entrusted him to take home, (in the bundle there is a pair of chaps, the blue cloth shirt that I can no longer wear, and the accumulation of my writing "Yunhui Monument" every day) more than forty large characters below), when my back disappeared behind the door curtain, the door curtain was shaking, and I covered my head and cried. I don't know when my cousin will leave.Two days after walking the back road, I met a Bianbing surnamed Yang at the Chabianpeng. When I asked about it, I learned that there were five people who had transferred.Among the five people, apart from my cousin, I recognized a Tang named Renhuai, because I knew him very well when I lived in the deputy barracks.Two of the other three are brothers, and they have been customers at Brother Wanlin's place for a long time, and they seem to be very close to their cousins.Another ruffian adjutant. According to many people, this ruffian adjutant is the only ruffian adjutant in the headquarters who can gamble. He always wins every game of poker. After two rounds of mahjong, he can recognize at least seventy cards. Now he has won 400 yuan and transferred his family . If I was still in the deputy barracks at that time, maybe my cousin would feel even more melancholy when he went back. But when he arrived at the secretariat, he played chess with a secretary surnamed Wen, and he seemed to forget about his cousin. On the night of the fourth day after my cousin left, the translator at the translation office and the secretary named Wen faced each other in the secretariat. I was writing the most lengthy official letter, and the messenger sent a telegram to their chess table. . "General! General! Let's move on and see." The interpreter was silent. "What's the matter?" Secretary Wen slapped a chess piece on the table, making fun of it.I have a very strange temper. When I am writing something I don't want to write, I always just bury my head and keep writing.I haven't finished writing a line, and my colleague next to me asks me something, but I always ignore it.I squinted and saw the messenger soldier holding a yellow envelope and handing it to the chess table. I heard the secretary call "General" twice. After finishing writing the last word of a certain line of the official letter, I looked up When they were there, they heard Secretary Wen's next question again. The interpreter stroked his head, and the color changed.The yellow envelope was placed on the chessboard.The untranslated telegram fell to the ground.Secretary Wen is bending down to pick it up. "What's the matter? What's the matter? Translate!" Secretary Wen picked up the paper, but couldn't see why. From the interpreter's face, he could see that it wasn't the interpreter who was deliberately playing a ghost because the horse on the soldier's horn just wanted to get rid of the army. "It's all over! Three, five, all are over!" When I heard five, I didn't know what kind of thing it meant, but I suddenly remembered my cousin's companion. When the door curtain opened, the adjutant came in lively with a short lacquered stick in his hand. "Adjutant, they are dead!" The interpreter's words came suddenly, and the adjutant stood in the middle of the house in a daze and stopped moving. Then the interpreter went up to the aide-de-camp and finished the telegram in a sort of stuttering. The telegram was:— Commander of Chenzhou: In five days...Wan Lin and others went to Ma'anshan to be killed by the bandits. One person was killed and the other was seriously injured. The bandit was his companion, brother Chen Shiying. The situation, from the adjutant to the fireman discussed this matter, I will not remember how.As for myself, after holding the interpreter to ask about the content of the telegram, I fell on the table and cried loudly, tearing up the official letter I had just written as if venting my anger. At that time, many people guessed that it might be the cousin who was seriously injured. When the messenger came the next day, the news was more accurate. The cousin with the same surname Tang died at that time.The one who was seriously injured was the ruffian adjutant.From his intermittent sentences, we know that the murderer is indeed the brother Chen Shiying, his companion. ...Thinking of my cousin, I knew from people's inquiries how many wounds the deceased had suffered, and people who came also talked about how his mother fainted and came to the gate after hearing the news at home.At the dinner table, I cried loudly and asked the commander to avenge my murderer immediately. Why was the cousin hacked to death by the guests he had entertained?Later, from the mouth of the ruffian adjutant who was rescued from serious injuries, he found out that they had a grudge against the ruffian adjutant, and they went to Ma'anshan to kill the adjutant, but they were afraid that they would tell others, so they cut off their former friends as well.Unexpectedly, in the end, the enemy was rescued and reborn, and the companion was forever. Even though it was a reward of 600 yuan, it was hung out the next day.Even if the murderer could catch it, my aunt kept the piece of meat before she was forty, and there is no way to recover the loss from anyone. It was the mid-autumn festival when I changed houses. My aunt had a little white hair on her head, and my sister-in-law had a white handkerchief on her head.I dare not tell them what my cousin said before he left.When I went home and talked with my mother, I realized that the little gold jewelry that my cousin bought for my aunt was actually used for his own funeral expenses. I entrusted him with a package that arrived home at the same time as his corpse.My mother couldn't bear it, and burned all the more than 40 words I sent back. It has been many years since my cousin was killed, and since I went home that time, I have never seen my aunt or any relatives in my own family again.How many times have I survived the dangers of the same cousin and I am still alive, and have been drifting all the way to Beijing.It's been a long time since I had the dream of the deputy chief, and the cuteness of the second lieutenant's yellow uniform has been forgotten for many years. If one day I can go to my hometown in Hunan and walk into that dumpling shop, my cousin's lovely face will surely be reborn in my memory! Xishan, the day before the Lantern Festival in 1926