You are the april day of the world

Chapter 7 Fiction (2)
The hair is slightly coppery in the sun, which is very special.Seeing that Wei Shan smiled, she ran a few steps towards her, panting and said: "They rented a boat. But one is not enough, we have to hire another." Wei Shan dropped the cigarette, not knowing what to do. Feelingly took her hand and said:

"Okay, let's hire one and find them."

She smiled and let him take her hand.They walked some distance together before they found the charterer.Wei Shan looked at her bare legs, wearing only a pair of very short socks and a pair of white cloth sneakers; the reddish flesh-colored and emerald-green clothes reminded him of his favorite painting by a new school writer.He thought it was a pity that he couldn't draw, otherwise, he must know how to draw her—reddish hair, small pointed chin, green clothes, red legs, two hands, he knew, he must know how to arrange her.He pictured it hanging in an exhibition, he pictured it in a monthly newspaper, and he smiled.

She walks like an elastic gallop.Dragon, little dragon!She was walking so fast that he almost ran after her.They hired a boat and jumped off. The boatman pushed the boat away from the shore with a penny. He took off his clothes and rolled up his sleeves. He was so happy!She said she wanted to shake it first, but he refused. He lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth and told her to sit opposite.She suddenly became shy again, lowered her head and pretended to look at Lianhua without speaking for a long while, his heart felt as if he had been stung by a bee, and he felt embarrassed again, regretting that he had come out.He wanted to speak, but he couldn't find a word. He tried to rock the boat and it took an indefinite amount of time before she raised her head and asked him:

"Uncle Shan, is America good or not?"

"That's up to you." He thought his own voice was rough, and he regretted answering her honest question so sharply.He was even more embarrassed.

She was not unhappy, she said: "I always want to go out and talk about it. Anyway, if I don't like it, I will leave."

This sentence was originally very plain, but Wei Shan felt that the child was cute and straightforward. He praised her and said:

"Good boy, it's good to be decisive like this. By the way, don't mistake your degree for learning. What are you going to study?"

She blushed for a long time and said: "I haven't made up my mind yet...Father wants me to study general liberal arts first...I originally wanted to study..." She didn't dare to continue.

"What bad skills do you want to learn, it's worth being so timid!"

Her face turned redder, and she laughed loudly at the same time. Hearing the girl's laughter on the water was really indescribable. Wei Shan looked at her, and seemed to be happy again.

"Can't you announce it?" He asked teasingly again.

"I think, I want to study art—painting... I know you shouldn't go to America to study painting, and...you have to be talented, but..."

"You don't need to learn art, let alone painting." Wei Shan couldn't help joking.

"Why?" Her eyes were wide open.

"Because," Wei Shan felt a little embarrassed this time, he whispered, "Because you are an art, and you are a painting right now." Young girls say such compliments?As soon as you say it, you will feel your own stupidity, and you will definitely regret it.Her eyes were looking at Wei Shan at this moment, which made him feel extremely embarrassed again.The corners of her mouth slanted up slightly, not smiling, but as if she was contemptuous of his flattery--I can't help it, the words have already been spoken, can you take them back?Embarrassed, who told him to find trouble on his own!
The two boys had already gathered the boat and came to them, shouting happily that they would race.

Xiao Sun stood tall and slender on the boat, wearing white clothes, which was particularly obvious in front of the lotus leaves.He folded his hands behind his head, looked up at the sky, and sang some tunes.He stretched out his hand to pluck a lotus among the leaves.

"Pick it, pick it up!" He lightly threw it in front of Zhi, "What's the matter, fell asleep early in the morning?"

She just looked at Xiao Sun and smiled.

"What, which side do you want to be on? It's almost decided, and we're going to have a boat race." Wei Shan asked Zhi honestly, but she didn't answer.Her brother made the decision for her and said, "Don't change it, just let it be."

The boat race has started, the lotus leaves are too dense, and sometimes the two boats almost collide. At this time, Zhi laughs very happily. Weishan is an old hand at shaking the boat, but the water in the North Sea is shallow in some places, and sometimes it is not easy to develop, but He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the children again, he decided to win over them, so he was very careful and strong.When Zhi saw that the boat behind was gradually catching up, she urged him to hurry up, and he worked harder.

The sun was getting hotter and Weishan's boat was much farther than Yuan's. They admitted that they had lost and planned to go back. Zhi said that Uncle Shan must be tired and should let her go back, and he agreed to her.

He took the plank off and lay on the bottom of the boat, looking up at the sky.Zhi lent him her umbrella to cover the sun.I wrap the lotus leaf on my head and rock the boat.Wei Shan lay down and looked at the clouds, the lotus stalks, the water, and the pavilion on the bank, and threw one hand into the water to let the soft waves wash.He let Chi slowly rock him back, sometimes he opened his eyes to look at her, sometimes he almost closed them, he didn't know whether he was happy or miserable.

Shaolang's child is an honest person, very thick but not stupid, and I heard that he does his homework very well in school.When he walked out of Beihai, he walked with Wei Shan and talked to him a lot.He said that he was willing to go out to graduate school after graduating from university.He said, but his father wanted to send his younger sister to go to college in the next year; if he went with him, there would still be a year left in college. It was a pity that if he didn't leave, his younger sister would not wait for him for a year in vain.Of course he said that Xiao Sun finished a year before him, so he could go with his sister.But the three of them were used to being together all the time, and if the two of them left, he would feel extremely bored if he stayed in the country alone. He said that the "fried chicken" thing was simply "terrible".

He also said how smart Xiao Sun is, he is good at sports, and his style of pole vaulting is "excellent, and he is also good at swimming. Needless to say, he can do everything!" However, when he played against Tianjin this time, he refused to practice. "Guess why?" he asked Wei Shan, "It's because the school built a fountain, and he watched the masons carving fish all day long!"

"Is he going to learn to carve too? I know his father, who also learned to carve before."

Wei Shan asked him.

"Then I don't know, Xiaosun's literature is good, he wrote many very good poems - Daddy also said they are very good." Yuan added this sentence to prove that Xiaosun's poems are good and reliable.

"However, he was very messy. He either tore up the manuscript or lost it." He also said how he sometimes picked it up for him, copied it and sent it to the "School Magazine".All in all, Zhi Yuan is Xiao Sun's "hero worshiper".

Yuan talked about his younger sister, he said that his younger sister is very smart, she is not "annoying" like ordinary girls, here he blushed, he said, "Uncle Shan knows that, right?" Two female students, he was very unhappy about this.

After hearing this long conversation, Wei Shan knew that to put it simply, there was at least a gap between him, Wei Shan, and them—not a big gap—just a deep gap of age, and a bridge could be bridged. Yes, but a deep ditch is still a deep ditch, no matter how many bridges you build, the ditch will not disappear.He asked Yuan how old he was, and Yuan said, "It's almost nineteen years old." Although his younger sister is seventeen, "Actually, it's only 16 years old." Walking, talking and laughing happily. "Sixteen, seventeen." Wei Shan hummed.After all, 34 is not that old, but it is already twice as old as [-].Who wants to be twice as old as someone else, honestly!
Wei Shan didn't want to eat when he got home, but just smoked a few cigarettes.

A week later, Wei Shan came to Shaolang's house.Chen Sheng came out from the concierge and said:

"Master, I have borrowed a phone from Zhang's house, and I will come back later. The phone at home has been broken for two days, and the telephone company has not yet sent someone to fix it." Chen Sheng is an expert in making calls. Mouth, can slip into the telephone receiver without missing a word.That is also an art.His method sounds very simple, but you can't imagine the mystery of its application.

Whenever Wei Shan went to Shaolang's house and didn't hear Chen Sheng talking to the phone in the hall: "Hey, hey, let me say, let me say!" boring.

"Okay, Chen Sheng, I'll wait for him in the study, I don't need you." Wei Shan walked through the quiet west courtyard by himself, goldfish bowl, lotus, pomegranate, he loves this courtyard, and the jujube tree on the other side of the wall, crabapple.He opened the bamboo curtain and walked into the study.What met his eyes was a row of plump bookshelves, Zhu Tuo's yellow books hanging on the wall, and a large pot of white magnolia in the middle of the room, the fragrance filled the whole room.Wei Shan is very envious of Shao Lang's life.In summer, you walk into a cool and large courtyard with a canopy, and there are three large and wide north rooms that are quiet and elegant. The rooms are full of books, a few rare antiques, and two or three pots of rare good Flowers, you can't but envy the master's happiness!
Wei Shan went to the small study in the suite and wanted to write two letters, when he suddenly saw Zhi lying on the desk alone.He was very strange, and walked forward gently.

"What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable, or are you still asleep?"

"Scared me! I thought it was my brother who came back..." Zhi was extremely embarrassed.

Wei Shan saw her red eyes from crying.

Wei Shan didn't dare to ask at first, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, then he stretched out a hand to caress her head and said, "Good boy, what's the matter?"

Her tears trickled down onto her skirt, and she picked up a piece—it was less than four inches square—with a pale yellow handkerchief, desperately wiping her eyes.Wei Shan thinks, she reminds you of a ripe peach or apricot, crimson, full and innocent, people want to pick it off and enjoy it, but dare not really eat it, Wei Shan doesn’t think he has lost his mind .He teased her by saying:
"It must have been Mama's beating!"

She covered her face with a handkerchief and smiled secretly.

"Why are you laughing again? You must have beaten Mammy!"

This time she leaned on the table and simply laughed.Vishan was confused.He wanted to put his arms around her little shoulders and kiss her tender neck, but he didn't dare.He stood there for a moment in a daze.He saw her little paper umbrella on the chair, and he walked over and sat down and opened the little umbrella to talk and play.

She stood up and wiped her eyes for a long time before coming over to get her umbrella with a blushing face, but he refused.

"Where did you just come from, Chi?" he asked her.

"station."

"Who's gone?"

"A classmate, she is my best friend, but she...she won't come back next year!" She still seemed very sad.

He looked at her without speaking.

"Uncle Shan, can you write her two letters of introduction, she is going to America soon."

"Which city in the United States are you going to?"

"Anyway, I'm going to New York first."

"Is she as old as you?"

"It's more than two years older. Uncle Shan, you must write for me. She is really nice. She is my best friend. Uncle Shan, don't you have many friends? You must write."

"Okay, I will definitely write."

"Father said that Uncle Shan has many... many girlfriends."

"Did your father say that?" Wei Shan was very angry for some reason.He asked Zhi the name of her friend, and he said that he would write the letter of introduction for her tomorrow.He took out his cigarette and smoked it unhappily.This time Zhi got her umbrella but did not leave.She sat down on a small stool at his feet.

"Uncle Shan, when I'm leaving, please introduce some people for me."

He looked into Chi's upturned eyes, and he smiled, but then he sighed again.

He said: "It's still early, when you really want to leave, you can remind me again."

"But, Uncle Shan, I don't mean a girlfriend, I mean: Maybe Uncle Shan knows some real artists or writers." She played with the handkerchief for a while and lowered her head and said, "Brother Huang, Brother Huang from the Sun family, he is going too. Really, Uncle Shan, he is a bit of a genius. But he can’t decide what to study. His father said he was too young to let him study sculpture in Paris, and asked him to come first Harvard studies literature, so maybe we can go together...I also persuade my brother to go with him, he is reluctant to part with the university here." Here she spoke faster, and she was almost out of breath, "Of course we will not only go to the United States, In the future, we will definitely go to Europe, France, Italy, by the way, Brother Huang even dreams of going to Italy, and England..."

Wei Shan said in his heart: "That's right, go out, go out, in the future, in the future, young! Ridiculously young! They just want to go out and fly! Fly! Why don't you feel that you are outdated, old, boring, boring!" He couldn't say Sad to say old, he is not old, but young?He looked at the cigarette and said nothing.Zhi watched him silent and dared not speak again.

"Okay, remind me when I go next year, no, the year after next? Maybe I won't be here by then."

"Uncle Shan, where are you going?"

"I don't have a certain direction, maybe I will come to France to visit you in a few years... Maybe you will be married by then..."

Zhi was in a hurry, she said: "If not, it's early!"

Wei Shan suddenly did a very strange thing, he bent down and kissed Zhi's hair.

He reached out and took Chi's little hand again.

Shaolang pushed the curtain and came in. The two of them stood up and hurried to the outside.Shiba still had the paper umbrella in her hand.Shaolang didn't speak at first, but after a while, he frowned and asked, "When did you come?"

"Just here." Wei Shan answered him calmly, but felt very embarrassed in his heart.

"Don't forget the letter of introduction, Uncle Shan." Zhi reminded and left.

"What letter of introduction?" Shaolang asked.

"She asked me to write some letters of introduction for her classmates."

"Are you still communicating with Bidi? And Lei Yinna?" Shaolang still frowned.

"Rarely..." Wei Shan felt extremely embarrassed again.

On the evening train to Tianjin on Wednesday afternoon, Xu Chuang met Wei Shan smoking a cigarette in the first-class room, and asked him where he was going, and Wei Shan said to go back to the south.Xu Chuang asked Jiao Xing to put his purse in this room and said:
"It's so hot, why aren't you in Beijing?"

"I'm in Beijing," Wei Shan said, "I'm so, so embarrassed." He looked at the handkerchief he took out to wipe his sweat, "It's so embarrassing!"

"Extremely embarrassed?" Seeing the newspaper seller approaching at this time, Xu Chuang asked him to read "Ta Kung Pao", so he didn't ask why Wei Shan felt "extremely embarrassed" in Beijing.

published in
September 1931 "New Moon" Volume 9 Issue 3

99 degrees

The three of them carried yellow big round baskets with the name "Meifeng Building" on their shoulders, and walked on a road scalded by the sun with six cloth shoes full of mud and condensation, and turned into an alley. .

"Excuse me, excuse me——Which end is No. 34 A?" In front of the sour plum soup stand, a speeding family car passed—the wire wheels were dazzling—and turned to the old man squatting in the shadow of the corner. , After asking the direction of Zhang Zhai, the three sweaty porters tried hard to move forward again.Those six muddy cloth feet continued their mechanical movement unconditionally.

In that brisk glance, Erye Lu, who was sitting in the rickshaw, saw the name of the restaurant on the yellow basket, and fully understood that there was a sumptuous banquet inside. Naturally, he guessed the problem of his own lunch.The food at home is boring, the vegetables lack personality, the wife has an ugly face, and you can hardly mention the cook to her.These days are too hot, too hot, and today is 22, she can get involved in salary issues in everything, and if the children are arguing again, who can eat lunch at home!
"Meifenglou Restaurant" was written in black and big on the yellow basket. Just now the third porter was particularly hard-pressed, shaking the yellow basket from side to side... The dishes at Meifenglou can't be considered bad. Yi Yongju's noodle soup is really good...so Yi Yongju's noodle soup?Or the snacks from Wanhuazhai in the market?East Side or West Side?Who do you want to chat with?Where does Yi Jiuxin from the south live?Maybe Lao Meng knows, why don't you borrow a phone number from Hutchison Barbershop?Lu Erye estimated, hesitated, following the ups and downs of the foreign car.He seemed to have already decided to borrow the phone from Heji, when he heard the greetings from the guys: "...Second Lord, how are you early? Use the phone, where are you?"

Stretching out his arm, he glanced at the time indicated on the gold watch. The two small hands stopped at two o'clock, but they were clearly struggling to reach twelve o'clock.During this time, the coachman felt that the owner was shaking uneasy in the car, so he held on to the handlebar even more, bent his back a little, and ran bravely.The second master still wondered whether noodles or dim sum; east city or west city; the car had already passed the few cars in front.A woman riding a bicycle rushed past him on the left side. She glanced at the bright colors like a quick mirror. Her feet and legs, waist and back, side face, eyes and hair were all reflected in Lao Lu's eyes. Who was that? As I said... Old Lu just loves to look at women!Who doesn't love women?Don't you really close your eyes on the street and don't look at the beautiful people passing by!
"Get to the market, hurry up." Old Lu told the coachman to run to the destination, so the owner and the coachman, wearing two straw hats with very different prices, ran towards Dong'an Market under the same sun.

A lot of beautiful dishes and fresh fruit snacks are all in the big kitchen yard, picked out of the yellow baskets.The "Second Shopkeeper" of the restaurant and the "Master Master" of Zhang's house stood watching; both of them had big cattail fans in their hands because of their fatness.The master raised his fan and swooped at the big yellow dog who came in to join in the fun.

"This thing is the most disgusting thing!" This sentence was partly used by the master to scold the dog, and partly used by the master to greet the shopkeeper.

"Isn't it? Damn it, this thing is really disgusting." The second shopkeeper scolded the dog in a good-tempered manner.

Bored, the dog turned his head to the garbage heap to sniff the bones of the previous night.

The nanny came in carrying Young Master Sun, and Seventh Young Mistress hired her with six yuan a month in cash, and took Young Master Sun to the kitchen, porter, gate, and some places on the street to nurse and even play.Today's kitchen is so different again; the "head knife" of the restaurant and a few waiters are busy cooking and chopping pork by the stove, and the nanny feels that Young Master Sun has to come and see: Sure enough, he saw strangers, saw Dog, seeing that the kitchen table is full of beautiful dried fruits, fresh fruits, pastries, and snacks, Young Master Sun is very happy, jumping in the nurse's arms, pointing to eat.The nurse chased away a few flies, picked a piece of hawthorn cake and put it in the child's mouth, saying hello to the boys.

Suddenly, she saw Chen Sheng go to the yard to look for Grandma Zhao. The nurse winked at him and asked with a smile, "What's worth being so busy?"

"Those who carry the burden outside ask for money for drinks." Chen Sheng was not as gentle as usual, perhaps because he was too busy.The old lady's birthday party this time is indeed much busier than last month's full moon wine for the fourth young mistress and grandson.

At this moment, those three stupid porters were squatting under the shade of locust trees in the outer courtyard, wiping their heads with dark towels, waiting for the price of their sweating.One poked his head into the inner courtyard to peek at the gorgeous scene in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)