funny marriage
Chapter One
Chapter One
According to legend, Beijing, which has been down for hundreds of years, has now been changed to Beiping, and has lost its honorable title of "the first good district".But there are many great buildings and long-standing cultural achievements left here, which are still worth nostalgic.Especially the good weather, which cannot be bought by spending money in other cities.It is not as bitterly cold as outside the Great Wall, nor as bitterly hot as Jiangnan. The 360 days, except for a few days with wind and dirt, are all sunny.When it comes to rain, the streets are muddy, the houses are moldy and damp, and being unable to go out for a long time is one of the most distressing things for southerners.People in Peiping are overjoyed when it rains.This is because there is not a single rain in 20 days. After a rain, it will be clear immediately, the sky will be clear, the sky will be clear of dust, and the air in the city will be extraordinarily fresh.People in Peiping are inversely proportional to those in the south. Even though the house is small, the yard must be large. The word "patio" is not universal.Because every house has a big yard, there are trees everywhere.After the rainy season, you go to the Western Hills and look down at the old capital. The towers and palaces are all half-hidden and hidden among the green trees, and you feel that the rain in the north is welcome.The south is afraid of rain, and what is most afraid of is the weather in Huangmei.From the beginning of April to the middle of May in the lunar calendar, it rains almost every day.But in Beiping, the sky is still sunny, and the temperature here is low. At that time, just after the begonias bloomed and the willows grew thick, it was the golden age.Those who don't like to travel will inevitably want to see Sanhai and go to the park at this time.Because of this, people from other places wait until April, when the trees everywhere in Beiping are green, and then come to visit.At this time, there was a young man who was very good at traveling. He traveled from Shanghai to Beijing.
This was the first three years before Beijing was changed to Beiping, around the end of April, and he lived in a very delicate upper room.The room was painted vermilion, with four red pillars standing on the ground along the corridor; outside the corridor, there was a large yard, and a wisteria flower was placed on a flat shelf. Drooping in the leaves.There are many pots of oleander on the steps and along the corridor, and the flowers are clustered on the branches.This young man, Fan Jiashu, leaned against a red pillar, watching the wisteria flowers on the trellis, being blown by the wind, throwing away the bees standing on the flowers, and then flying around again, which was very interesting.He held an open and rolled book in his hand, but put his hands behind his back.The courtyard was silent, only the sound of bee wings vibrating, buzzing continuously.The sun passed through the wisteria trellises, creating patterns all over the ground. When the wind blows, the patterns move all over the floor, but there is a delicate fragrance that sticks to people's clothes.Jiashu felt very comfortable and kept standing still.
At this time, a servant came over and said to him: "Master Cousin, today is Sunday, why are you at home alone?" Jiashu said: "I have visited all the places of interest in Beijing. Your uncle and grandmother yesterday afternoon I want to go to Xishan. I went there the day before yesterday and I didn't want to go, so I stayed. Liu Fu, can you take me somewhere to play?" Liu Fu said with a smile: "Our uncle is going to Xishan. There is a rule, go on Saturday afternoon and come back on Monday morning. If you don’t go this time, he will still invite you next time. This is how foreigners do it. I don’t know how our uncle learned it. Actually, on Sunday On the sixth Sunday, the famous actors in the theater show up, and the movie theater also changes movies, which is just fun." Jiashu said: "We are used to living in that foreign house in the Shanghai Concession, and we don't think it is as elegant as a Chinese house. Such a good yard, you Look, the red windows are paired with white screens, facing the shelves full of flowers, it looks like a picture, and reading a book at home is not bad." Liu Fu said: "I know that Master Biao likes to play with the scenery. There is a Shuixin Pavilion on the overpass. You can go there." Jiashu said: "Isn't Tianqiao a place where the lower class gather?" Liu Fu said: "No, it is surrounded by water, there are flowers and pavilions in the middle, and there are beautiful girls singing a cappella there." Jiashu said: "Why have I never heard of such a place?" Liu Fu said with a smile: "I will never wrong you. There are also flower sheds and trees there, so I love to go there." Jiashu heard what he said That's good, and he said: "It's boring at home, you can hire a car for me, and I'll go right away. Is there still time?" Liu Fu said: "There is time. There are teahouses and restaurants there. If you are thirsty or hungry, There is a place to rest." When he said that, he walked out of the gate, hired a rickshaw for Fan Jiashu, and let him go to the bridge alone.
Fan Jiashu usually goes out for sightseeing, and he is always accompanied by his cousin Tao Bo and the protagonist here. After all, he is a bit restrained. Today, he can go for a while freely. It is more enjoyable, and he is not too lonely. He goes straight to the overpass in the car .When we got there, the car stopped, and the surrounding area was in a commotion, filled with the sound of clappers, huqin, gongs and drums.In front of me, there are three or four wooden street buildings along the way. Many red cards are hung in front of the buildings, marked with gold or black letters, what are "dog meat tank", "baby baby", and what is "narcissus small" Peony co-stars in "Saw Casserole".After paying the fare, I walked over and saw that there were many stalls beside the gatehouse.As far as I am concerned, there is a big flat-headed wheelbarrow, with many black spots on the car board, which are the size of a rice bowl, and thousands of flies are just flying around there.Two snow-white knives were placed in the black block, and a person stood by the car, took the black block, and cut the knife randomly on a wooden board, cutting many purple slices, and put a small piece of rotten old newspaper on it. for people.Probably selling sauced beef or cooked donkey meat.In another stall, a large iron pot was placed on the ground. In the pot, there were many black and long strips, which looked like dead snakes with scales removed, filling the pot.A fishy and foul smell wafted out of the pot.It turned out that it was the boiled sheep intestines that northerners like to eat.Jiashu frowned, turned around and looked, but there were several dirt alleys, and there were reed sheds on both sides of the alleys.In the two alleys in front, you can see from a distance that there are many red and green clothes hanging in the reed shed, which is probably the most famous Yiyi Street.There is an alley here, and there are a lot of people coming and going.At the entrance of the alley, there is a pile of old shoes on the gray ground.There are also a few small goods stalls, with kerosene lamps, foreign porcelain basins, copper and iron utensils all over the floor.From here, there is Lupengdian in the south, and a large and wide ditch in the north. There is black mud in the ditch, with blue water flowing, and the stench is suffocating.The family tree thought: Since the Shuixin Pavilion has the victory of flowers and trees, of course it is not here.He turned around again, walked up the street, and asked a policeman.The police told him that going south from here, Luxi is Shuixin Pavilion.
It turns out that the city of Beijing is a square place, with streets and alleys running from north to south, and from east to west. People's houses are also square courtyards.So people who come here, no matter they are old or young, know all directions, and when they talk, they don't care about up, down, left, or right, and only talk about east, west, north, south.At present, the family tree listened to the police's words, went straight forward, and finished the many reed sheds and stalls, and there was a wilderness.There is a ditch on the west side of the road. Although it is not clear, it is not smelly.On the other side of the ditch, there are a few willow trees that are more than ten feet long.Then from one side of the ditch to the other side of the ditch, you can't pass.There are two slab bridges at the north and south ends, and there is a small reed shed at the head of the bridge. There is a small table there, guarded by two policemen.People in the past all paid four coppers on the side of the bridge and bought a small red paper to enter.In this way, it is to buy a ticket.When the family tree arrived here, he had to go and have a look, so he paid four coins to buy a ticket to cross the bridge.On the other side of the bridge, some puddles were dug on the flat ground, and the calla genus was planted in them, but there was no garden.After passing the puddle, there are five or six large reed sheds, and there are many tea seats in them.There is a juggler in every shed.Fortunately, the people here are still upper-middle-class elements, and they don't make smells.Passing through these reed sheds, and crossing a ditch, there is a shallow pond here, in which some lotus leaves have newly grown.There is a wooden house on the other side of the lotus pond. Four or five green trees grow obliquely outside the house.The wooden house was painted with blue paint, with two pairs of Hunan curtains hanging down, following the wind, one could hear the sound of strings and bamboo strings from a distance.I thought to myself, this place is more or less interesting, let's go and have a look.
The family tree walked along a road, the wooden house opened to the south, facing the red wall of Xiannongtan, a clump of ancient cypresses, dozens of seat heads were placed in the house, and there was a low platform in the north, on which there were seven Eight beautiful drum girls sat there and sang drum books one by one.Jia Shu wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but all the seats were full, so he turned around and walked back.The so-called "Shuixin Pavilion" is nothing more than that.This kind of scenery does not seem to be worth nostalgia.First came in from the east, and then went out from the west--as soon as I passed by, I saw a row of tea sheds.Passing through the tea shed, there was a din of people. From a distance, some people sang big drums, some showed interpretation, some wrestled, some ventriloquized, and some talked about cross talk.On the left is a cloth shed, surrounded by a circle of people; on the right is a wooden shed, surrounded by a circle of people.This is a real low society club.On a mound in the north, surrounded by people, the laughter was the loudest.Jiashu stepped forward to take a look, and saw a bamboo pole and picked out a piece of ragged blue cloth, which was as dirty as a child's diaper.There was a small table under the blue cloth, surrounded by three or four children playing gongs, drums and huqin.When the blue cloth was lifted, a black man in his 40s came out, wearing a half gray cloth gown with a straw rope tied around his waist, a hat made of cigarette paper boxes on his head, and a cloak hanging from his mouth. Hanging a black beard is actually no more than forty or fifty ponytails.He walked to the table and stared, and the people watching applauded. He stretched out his hand and took off his beard and said, "I haven't sung yet, how can I get better? The huqin is here, and I don't have time to speak." He hung up immediately after speaking. Beard sang again.Everyone laughed when they saw it.
Jiashu stood here and looked at it for a long time, feeling a little tired, looking back, there was a teahouse, which was still clean, so he stepped in and found a seat to sit down.A piece of red paper was pasted on the pillar, with a large line written on it: "One water money for each person." Jiashu felt that it was very cheap, and it was a teahouse that he had never been to in his life.A clerk came over, put a white porcelain pot on the table, and asked, "Have you brought any leaves, sir?" The family tree replied, "No." The clerk said, "I'll give you four hundred packs! Longjing?” When Beijingers drink tea, they don’t divide it in two, but pack it.A bag of tea leaves weighs about a penny.Usually it is a pack of several coppers, also referred to as a pack of hundreds.One hundred is one copper plate.No matter the name of the tea, the brewed tea leaves and jasmine are called Xiangpian.Those that have never been soaked or added flowers are collectively called "Longjing".Although Jiashu is from Zhejiang, he has been here for many days and knows the reason of this very well.At that time, the word "Longjing" was agreed, because he said: "You only need one copper for water money, how can you spend four coppers to buy tea for people to drink?" The man laughed and said, "You are from the south, so you don't understand. You bring it yourself. Come on leaf, we only need one piece. If you eat our tea and we only charge one penny for water, then you will have to sell it to my mother.” Hearing what he said, Family Tree laughed and said, “If all the guests bring leaves Come on, you all only charge one penny for water, don’t you want to lose a lot of money?” Hearing this, the man pointed his hand to the back yard and said with a smile, “Look! We don’t rely on selling water here.”
The family tree looked towards the backyard, where there were two wooden shelves with many kinds of weapons inserted, some stone pier locks randomly placed, and a pair of heavy loads.There is another heavy room in the yard, where a group of people drink tea and chat.On the door of the house, there was a banner written and pasted there, which said "Make friends with martial arts".At this moment, someone came out, took the weapon from the shelf, and practiced in the yard.Jiashu knew that this was a club for general martial artists.Jiashu is in the school. There used to be a martial arts teacher who taught martial arts. I have always been interested in this. Now that I have encountered such a club, there are many martial arts to visit. I am very happy. I simply moved the seat and moved it closer to the backyard. railing.First, I saw a few middle-aged people practicing knives and sticks in the yard for a while, and finally an old man in his fifties came out. Wearing a cigarette purse and a small bag, underneath are green cloth trousers, and the leg wraps are tied to the knees, and when you touch your arms from a distance, you are full of energy.When I came closer, I saw his long face, a high nose, and only a few whiskers left on his mouth.As soon as he walked into the yard, he rolled up his sleeves, stood firm first, held a stone lock in one hand, bumped it a few times, then lifted it up into the air, looked up and down, and looked back after it fell. In one fell swoop.Looking at the stone locks, one weighs about seventy or eighty catties, and two weighs more than one hundred catties.This upward movement was not surprising, I saw that he lowered his hands and raised his right hand again, the stone lock flew out and rushed straight over the ridge of the roof.When the family tree saw it, he was startled. Unexpectedly, the stone lock had just passed the ridge of the roof and fell straight down on the top of the old man's head. on the right shoulder.At the same time, he threw out the stone lock in his left hand and supported it with his left shoulder.After seeing it, Jiashu couldn't help but secretly marveled.Seeing that the old man acted as if nothing had happened, he gently threw the two stone locks to the ground.A group of teenagers present yelled for a while, and two more applauded.When the old man saw people praising him, he just smiled slightly.
At this time, a middle-aged man sat on the heavy wooden bar and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are very happy today, let's play with the big guy." The old man said: "You first play and show me." Sure enough, the man turned around and took the wooden pole with both hands, picked up the heavy load, lifted it slowly, leveled his shoulders, gritted his teeth, and blushed.He quickly bent down, put down the burden, and said with a smile, "I'm tired today, and I won't be able to do it." After a pause, he raised his hands upside down, flattened his chin, paused again, straightened his hands, and raised them above his head.There are two large stone plates at both ends of the burden, like two pieces of stone mills. The wooden rods are as thick as teacups, and are inserted in the center of the stone plates.A stone mill weighs at least two hundred catties, and it is even more difficult to install it on both ends of the wooden pole.It takes five or six hundred catties of strength to handle this move.Jiashu couldn't help but patted the table and shouted "Okay!"
Hearing the applause from here, the old man put down his heavy load, looked at the family tree, and saw that he was wearing a blue lake crepe jacket with a fountain pen holder hanging on the lapel.With a fair face, a pair of tortoiseshell round-rimmed glasses, and although the hair on his head is parted neatly, it is curled up and a little disheveled. This is clearly an aristocratic college student. Why did he come here?I can't help but look at the family tree again.Jiashu thought he was being greeted, so he stood up and greeted him with a smile.The old man smiled and said, "Sir, do you love this too?" The family tree smiled and said, "Love is love, but you don't have the strength. You can lift this heavy load. Is Gui Geng over fifty?" The old man smiled and said, "In his fifties? --Looks like he's born in the future!" The family tree said: "I said so. It's rare for a 60-year-old to have such great strength! Your surname is..." The man said yes The surname is Guan.Jia Shu poured a cup of tea and sat down with him to talk, only to find out that his name was Guan Shoufeng, he was from Shandong, and he made a living as a surgeon in Beijing.Then he asked the name of the family tree, how did he come to this kind of teahouse?The family tree told him his name, and said: "I live in Hangzhou. Because I am going to Beijing to take the university entrance exam, I am now tutoring homework. I live at my cousin's house in Dongsi Santiao Hutong." Shoufeng said: "Mr. Fan, this is a coincidence. We are still neighbors! I also live in that alley, what is your house number?" Jiashu said: "My cousin's surname is Tao." Shoufeng said: "Is that the red door Tao's house? That's the gate of the big house, listen Said that their masters and wives are all abroad." The family tree said: "Yes, that is my uncle. He is a consul general and took my aunt. My cousin Tao Bohe is also working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. But at home It's okay, it's not a big mansion. Where is your house?" Shoufeng laughed and said, "People like us, how can we talk about 'mansion'? The place where I live is a big courtyard. You are from the south People, probably don’t understand what a large courtyard is. This means that there are more than a dozen families living in a courtyard, and they can do everything. Do you think that such a place can have the word “fushang”?” Shudao: "That doesn't matter, the quality of a person's character doesn't depend on the house he lives in. I also like to talk about martial arts. Since we live in the same alley, I will definitely go to see uncle one day."
Hearing his address, Shoufeng stood up, stretched out his hands and scratched his hair, then punched his fists several times, and said, "My husband, what's your name? I really don't dare to do it. If you don't mind , I will visit you one day." He said again: "When it comes to practicing martial arts, if you like to listen, there are plenty of them..." When he said that, he patted his stomach and belt and said: "Don't call it that." The tree said: "Your old man is only short of a few money. He can't wear well, eat well, and can't do big things. Could it be possible to lose all his years for the sake of being poor? I am only 20 years old this year. Your old man is over 60 years old. , 40 years older than me, it’s not considered polite to go with your old man and call him uncle.” Shoufeng slapped the table and turned to the tea drinkers: “This gentleman is refreshing, I have never seen such young masters.” Jiashu also felt that the old man was straightforward, and talked with him for a while, and since the sun was setting, he gave tea money and went home.
When we arrived at Tao's house, Liu Fu, the servant, came in to serve the tea, and asked, "Master Biao, is Shuixin Pavilion okay?" Jiashu said, "Shuixin Pavilion is fine, but I met a martial arts practitioner in the small teahouse. The old man talked very well. I want to learn some skills with him, maybe he will come to see me tomorrow." Liu Fu said: "Oh! Master Biao, you just came here and you don't understand the situation here. The place of Tianqiao is Jiuliu Three teachings, there are people of all kinds, how can we talk about friendship with them?" Jiashu said: "What's the matter! The place at Tianqiao, although there are many people in the lower society, it cannot be said that there are no good people there. , this old man is very frank, and he speaks very reasonable." Liu Fu smiled and said: "Is there anyone who walks in the rivers and lakes who can't speak?" Jiashu said: "You haven't seen that person, how do you know that person is good? Bad? I know, you must see the one who takes the horse in the car, that's the good guy." Liu Fu didn't dare to argue too much, so he just went away with a smile.
In the morning of the next day, the owner, Tao Bo, and his wife had already returned from Xishan.Tao Bohe rested in the upper room for a while, and rushed to the yamen.Mrs. Tao went out again because she had an appointment in the morning.Jiashu was alone at home and felt very bored. He thought that since he had a date with the old man and wanted to visit him, why not take advantage of today's free time and end this sentence, no matter whether he is good or bad, he must not break his promise. He, lest he say that I look down on people.Yesterday Guan Shoufeng also said that his family lived at the east entrance of this alley, in a broken-down building with two locust trees at the door, so it was easy to find.So he took some pocket money with him and went out.
Walking to the east entrance of the alley, there really is such a place.He knows the rules in Beijing, no matter whether the door is open or not, one must knock on the door before entering.Because there were no iron rings on the door, he only knocked on the door twice.At this time, a girl came out, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with braids and a horizontal bun at the back, only short bangs in front, a round face, wearing a blue cloth dress, lining her hands and face He was still fair, with a red thread in his hair, and he was about to come out with a white cross cloth in his hand.Seeing that Jiashu was dressed so gorgeously, she asked, "Who are you looking for? This is a courtyard, not a residence." Jiashu said, "I know it's a courtyard. I'm here to find someone named Guan. I wonder if he's at home? "The girl looked at Jiashu from top to bottom, and said with a smile: "My surname is Guan. Is your husband's surname Fan?" "It's my father. He mentioned it as soon as he came back last night. Now at home, please come in and sit down." As he spoke, he guided the front, and when he led to the door of a south house, he called: "Father, come quickly, that Mr. Fan is here." It is." Shoufeng opened the door and came out, cupped his hands repeatedly and said, "Ouch! It's not bad, there is really no place to sit." Jiashu said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I already said it yesterday, everyone, don't be restrained." After hearing this, Guan Shoufeng had no choice but to lead the guest inward.
Jiashu looked inside the room, and there was a painting of Guan Yu's statue in the center, an old god's table, a pair of Yangtie five offerings, bows, arrows, knives and sticks hanging on the wall, and two badger skins.On the wall below, there are many bunches of dried herbs and two dried gourds.To the west is another square old wooden table with many bowls and pots, and a mud stove is placed next to it.There is a bunk on the east side. Although the bedding is made of cloth, it is still clean.In a room to the east, a red cloth door curtain was hung, and the red was half gray.In this way, the father and daughter are the two houses.Shoufeng asked Jiashu to sit on the bunk, and the girl went into the room and brought out a teapot.He laughed and said: "What a coincidence, the stove went out, so we went to the small teahouse across the street to find water." The family tree said, "You don't need to bother." "Jiashu said: "That's not it. When we make friends, we don't care about eating and drinking. As long as we get along with each other, it doesn't matter whether we drink tea or not. You're welcome. If you want to find food and drink, I don't care I will come to this large courtyard. There is no water, so there is no need to raise it." Shoufeng said: "That's good, there is no need to raise it."
As a result, the girl was holding a teapot, making her in a dilemma.After all, she felt that it was too outrageous for someone to come without a cup of tea, so she went to the small teahouse to make a pot of water.After searching for a while, I found a teacup and a small rice bowl, poured tea and put it on the table.Then gently said to the family tree: "Please drink tea!" He went into the west room by himself.Shoufeng laughed and said, "You don't need to drink this tea. Not only do we have no running water here, we don't even have sweet well water. This is the water from the bitter well, which has a slightly salty taste." The girl replied in the room: " No, it's brewed in the teahouse at the entrance of the alley, it's tap water." Shoufeng said with a smile: "Tap water doesn't work either. Our tea is too bad!"
When they were talking, Jiashu took a sip of the teacup and said with a smile: "People want to talk wherever they go. When they drink salt water, they naturally drink salt water. When drinking sweet water, practice Salt water is also good. It’s just that Uncle Guan didn’t meet the opportunity. If he was born 50 years earlier, with such a great ability, let alone being an official, he can take care of food and clothing even if he goes to the escort agency. Like us young people, there is no ability at all. With the few money my ancestors left behind for good clothes and good food, I don’t have the peace of mind of an uncle relying on his ability to drink a bowl of salt water.” At this point, there was only a thud, and Shoufeng stretched out his big palm, With a slap on the table, all the tea bowls on the table were spilled.He raised his head and smiled and said, "I'm going to die. My little brother! I have never met anyone who said that I spoke so pertinently. Aunt Xiu! You bring me my money pocket, I want to invite this Mr. Fan to drink Two cups, making such a good friend." The girl agreed in the room, then took out a small blue cloth bag, and said with a smile: "Don't ask Mr. Fan to go to the Shandong Second Meat Shop, I will pick it up today. You also took the one dollar you came to work with." Shoufeng smiled and said, "Mr. Fan, even my daughter is willing to invite you, so please don't be polite." Jiashu said with a smile: "Okay, I'll just bother you gone."
At that moment, Guan Shoufeng put the money pocket on his body, and led the family tree out.Walking to the entrance of the alley, there is a small shop with a very narrow facade. The entrance is a coal stove. A large pot is placed on the coal stove, which is steaming. Looking inside, it looks like a dark alley.Shoufeng pointed in and said, "This is an Erhu shop run by Shandong people. It only sells some noodles and steamed buns. My daughter is afraid that I will invite you here." Jiashu nodded and smiled.
On the street, Shoufeng found a small Sichuan restaurant, and the two went in together.After taking his seat, Shoufeng said first, "First, a catty of flower carvings." Then he said to Jiashu: "I don't understand southern cuisine, please ask for it. I can't eat too much, and I don't need it, but I don't have enough to eat. I'm being polite. It's not fun, and it's not interesting." Because of this man's bold temper, Jiashu really did as he said.After a while, the food and drink came out, and there was a small wine glass in front of everyone. Shoufeng said: "Mr. Fan, can you drink it? If you can drink it, I'd like to offer you three cups. If you can't drink, I offer you a glass. But tell the truth. "Jiashu said: "Three cups can be accompanied." Shoufeng said: "Okay, everyone drink as much as you can. I want to be polite, I am an old bastard." Jiashu smiled and drank three cups with him first.
The old man drank a few glasses of wine, and when he was happy, he talked about everything.He said that when he was young, he had been a horse bandit outside the mouth for more than ten years. Because he was chased by officers and soldiers, his wife and two sons were killed.I only brought my daughter, Xiugu, and fled to Beijing to wash my hands and quit, just to be a good person.When I was a robber back then, I never killed a single person, and even ruined my family.Killing people is even more unacceptable, so I changed my job as a surgeon in Beijing to save people to make up for my mistakes.Xiu Gu came to Beijing when she was two years old, and now she is 21 years old.I have been a good person for 20 years.Fortunately, when they were drinking, it was not when they were sitting, and there was no one upstairs, so Shoufeng had a good talk.After the conversation was over, his face became a statue of Guan Shen at home.
Jiashu said: "Uncle Guan, didn't you say that you stop when you're drunk? I'm about to get drunk, how about it?" Shoufeng suddenly stood up, swayed his body twice, pressed his hands on the table and said with a smile: "It's three catties, it's time to be drunk Alright. Alcohol should only be enough. If you vomit after drinking, it’s a crime. What do you mean? That’s it! Let’s go back and drink next time if we have money.” At that time, when the clerk settled the account, Shoufeng took out his pocket Li money, and ten more Beijing coins (note: one hundred copper dollars), all poured on the table, counting the buddy's tip.Jiashu accompanied him downstairs and wanted to hire a car for him on the street.Shoufeng raised his arms and said with a smile: "Little brother! Do you think I'm drunk? What a joke!" He walked away with his head held high.
From this day on, Jiashu had frequent contacts with him, invited him to drink a few times, and bought some cloth for Xiugu to make clothes.It's just one floor, the family tree often visits Shoufeng, but Shoufeng doesn't visit him.During the three days, Jiashu never met him, and when he visited him again, the father and daughter had already moved away.Asked the neighbors in the yard, they all said: "I don't know. His girl said he was going back to Shandong." The family tree thought that this old man was a rare figure in the world, and now he disappeared suddenly, especially strange, I feel reluctant to part with him.
One day, the weather was fine and there was no wind and sand, so Jiashu went to the old teahouse in Tianqiao to find the trace of Guan Shoufeng.According to the teahouse, one day when I sat here for a while, I just sighed and never saw him again.When Jiashu heard about it, he was even more surprised, walked out of the teahouse slowly, and walked along the juggling field at the entrance of the small teahouse.Going south from here is the outer altar of Xiannongtan.In the weather in April, the reeds in the altar grow to a height of one foot.A piece of green and gloomy color reaches the city wall in the distance.Inside the green reed, draw a few large yellow boundary lines, which are going from the outer altar.There are two main roads in the altar. On the other side of the road, there are some ancient cypresses on the third and right.In the middle of the ancient cypresses stands a bell tower that stretches into the air.Under the bell tower, there is an open space, fragmented, and some people made a few piles and reunited there.As soon as the family tree saw it, he walked over slowly.
When I went there to watch, it was also a bit of juggling.On the pedestal of the south clock tower, a man in his 40s sat holding a three-stringed instrument and playing there.He has a small yellow face with a short stubble beard, thick eyebrows and deep eye sockets. He looks very dirty. The black cloth jacket on his body shows strips of scorched yellow. color.Because of this, even though he held the sanxian, no one went to listen to it.Jiashu saw that he was in a hurry, the left hand that was pressing the strings was up and down, busy, but the tune was very pleasant to the ears.I thought to myself that no one paid attention to his playing so well, and I felt sorry for him.I can't help but go forward to see how he is.The man played for a while, but no one came forward, so he put down the three strings, sighed and said: "In this day... the conversation has not been finished yet, and Jiashu felt sorry for him, so he gave him a handful of copper coins and smiled. Said: Let me open it for you." The man took the money, let out a wry smile, and said to the family tree: "Sir! You are really a good person. To tell you the truth, it is not like this every day. I have a niece who hasn't come today. ..." At this point, he stretched out his right palm, stroking his eyebrows, looked into the distance and said: "Come on, come on! Sir, don't go, just listen to her singing, you can't go wrong."
While talking, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl came in, her face was slightly sharp, but her face was rosy, she looked delicate, her hair was combed back, her eyebrows were long, and her white skin was exposed through the sparse hairnet. .The old blue bamboo cloth gown he was wearing was clean and tidy.He is holding a snare drum and a bamboo drum stand in his hand.She approached and said to the man: "Second uncle, is it open yet?" The man pointed his mouth at the family tree and said, "It's not that this gentleman gave me two pennies, even if I didn't get a penny." The girl said to Jiashu nodded with a smile, while she set up the drum stand and put the drum on it, she kept looking at Jiashu all over her body.Looking at her face, there is unavoidable surprise.Why do people like this come to visit such a place?The Sanxian player took out two drum sticks and a clapper from a blue cloth bag beside him, and handed them to the girl.The girl took the drum stick, and seven or eight people gathered around to watch before she even beat the drum.The family tree wanted to see how the girl sang.Just stood there without moving.
After a while, the girl played the drums.The player who played the sanxian played the sanxian first, then stood up and said with a smile: "My girl, I am just learning a few sets of books. I can't sing well. Please bear with me. We are trying to make ends meet. Everyone, please sit on the steps on the grass. Let her sing "Daiyu's Sad Autumn" first. This is a story in "Dream of Red Mansions". He sat on the stone steps and played the sanxian again.The girl beat the drums repeatedly, and her eyes slipped on the family tree a few times before she knew it. --When Jiashu saw her just now, he guessed that she was a smart girl.Although it is very plain, it has a charming attitude that can attract people who look at it.Now she kept gliding over with her eyes, as if she also knew what he meant to pity her, so she was even more unwilling to leave.There were one or twenty listeners around, and they sat down on the grass and steps.After all, Family Tree was too embarrassed to sit down. Seeing an ancient cypress with a crooked trunk beside him, he put one foot on it, supported his head with his hands, and watched the girl sing.
Now the player who played the sanxian sang along with the girl, because he got the family tree and two shillings first, so he worked harder at this time.The sanxianzi played every word very sadly.The girl lowered her gaze and sang slowly.There are two sentences in it: "In the clear and cold Xiaoxiang courtyard, the westerly wind blows the green screen window. Lonely Miss Lin, she thought to herself under the window, who knows the heart of her daughter's family at this time?" She Singing to the last line, there was a long ending, but the eyes turned to Jiashu again through the deep eyelashes.Jia Shu hadn't expected what this girl meant to him before, but now judging from what she sang, it seemed as if she was talking to him, so he couldn't help being moved.
This kind of big drum lyrics was originally popular, but since the girl sang melodiously and added the sanxian, the tone was so sad that the people listening all lowered their heads and listened silently.After singing, a few people stood up and splashed the dirt on their bodies, chatted up and walked away.The sanxian player quickly put down his instrument, took a small wicker plate on the steps and asked everyone for money.Some are for one elder son, and some are for two sons. After collection, there are only more than ten sons.Because the family tree stood a little further away, he gave him two more coins just now, and he was embarrassed to come over to ask for more, but now he shook the wicker plate and felt that the money was too little, so he smiled at him from a distance, and then walked up to him.Jiashu knew that he was here to ask for money, so he reached out and took it out on him.Unexpectedly, all the change I had on me was gone, and there were only a few foreign coins. Since the person came to ask for money, I felt embarrassed not to give it, so I took a piece of cash without hesitation, and threw it into the wicker plate. On the copper plate, "Dang" sounded.The man who played the sanxian was overjoyed to see Jiashu being so generous. He forgot all about it and handed the wicker tray to his left hand.
At this time, the girl also showed a very surprised look, holding the drum stand with her hands, and only looked at the family tree intently.It was not a show of favor for the family tree to give this one dollar. Now that the girl looks at her like this, she must have misunderstood, so I am embarrassed to look at it again.The man who played the three-stringed lute almost stood up with a piece of stubble from his beard, and just thanked the family tree.He took the money and went, but the girl took a step forward, looked sideways at the family tree, and said a few words to the three-string player in a low voice.He nodded his head a few times, but asked Jiashu: "What's your surname?" , and the people who listened to the book have not yet dispersed, and I lost a dollar, which is enough for people to notice, and it is even worse to talk to them.After saying this, he walked away.
From the bell tower to the gate of the outer altar, about a mile away, the family tree followed slowly.When he was about to reach the gate of the outer altar, someone suddenly called out from behind: "Mr. Fan!" Jiashu looked back, but a fat middle-aged woman came up to her, raised one arm, and looked away from the distance. Shadow waved.The family tree didn't know her, so why did she know her surname was Fan?Feeling very strange, I stopped to see what she had to say.If you want to know who she is, tell me next time.
(End of this chapter)
According to legend, Beijing, which has been down for hundreds of years, has now been changed to Beiping, and has lost its honorable title of "the first good district".But there are many great buildings and long-standing cultural achievements left here, which are still worth nostalgic.Especially the good weather, which cannot be bought by spending money in other cities.It is not as bitterly cold as outside the Great Wall, nor as bitterly hot as Jiangnan. The 360 days, except for a few days with wind and dirt, are all sunny.When it comes to rain, the streets are muddy, the houses are moldy and damp, and being unable to go out for a long time is one of the most distressing things for southerners.People in Peiping are overjoyed when it rains.This is because there is not a single rain in 20 days. After a rain, it will be clear immediately, the sky will be clear, the sky will be clear of dust, and the air in the city will be extraordinarily fresh.People in Peiping are inversely proportional to those in the south. Even though the house is small, the yard must be large. The word "patio" is not universal.Because every house has a big yard, there are trees everywhere.After the rainy season, you go to the Western Hills and look down at the old capital. The towers and palaces are all half-hidden and hidden among the green trees, and you feel that the rain in the north is welcome.The south is afraid of rain, and what is most afraid of is the weather in Huangmei.From the beginning of April to the middle of May in the lunar calendar, it rains almost every day.But in Beiping, the sky is still sunny, and the temperature here is low. At that time, just after the begonias bloomed and the willows grew thick, it was the golden age.Those who don't like to travel will inevitably want to see Sanhai and go to the park at this time.Because of this, people from other places wait until April, when the trees everywhere in Beiping are green, and then come to visit.At this time, there was a young man who was very good at traveling. He traveled from Shanghai to Beijing.
This was the first three years before Beijing was changed to Beiping, around the end of April, and he lived in a very delicate upper room.The room was painted vermilion, with four red pillars standing on the ground along the corridor; outside the corridor, there was a large yard, and a wisteria flower was placed on a flat shelf. Drooping in the leaves.There are many pots of oleander on the steps and along the corridor, and the flowers are clustered on the branches.This young man, Fan Jiashu, leaned against a red pillar, watching the wisteria flowers on the trellis, being blown by the wind, throwing away the bees standing on the flowers, and then flying around again, which was very interesting.He held an open and rolled book in his hand, but put his hands behind his back.The courtyard was silent, only the sound of bee wings vibrating, buzzing continuously.The sun passed through the wisteria trellises, creating patterns all over the ground. When the wind blows, the patterns move all over the floor, but there is a delicate fragrance that sticks to people's clothes.Jiashu felt very comfortable and kept standing still.
At this time, a servant came over and said to him: "Master Cousin, today is Sunday, why are you at home alone?" Jiashu said: "I have visited all the places of interest in Beijing. Your uncle and grandmother yesterday afternoon I want to go to Xishan. I went there the day before yesterday and I didn't want to go, so I stayed. Liu Fu, can you take me somewhere to play?" Liu Fu said with a smile: "Our uncle is going to Xishan. There is a rule, go on Saturday afternoon and come back on Monday morning. If you don’t go this time, he will still invite you next time. This is how foreigners do it. I don’t know how our uncle learned it. Actually, on Sunday On the sixth Sunday, the famous actors in the theater show up, and the movie theater also changes movies, which is just fun." Jiashu said: "We are used to living in that foreign house in the Shanghai Concession, and we don't think it is as elegant as a Chinese house. Such a good yard, you Look, the red windows are paired with white screens, facing the shelves full of flowers, it looks like a picture, and reading a book at home is not bad." Liu Fu said: "I know that Master Biao likes to play with the scenery. There is a Shuixin Pavilion on the overpass. You can go there." Jiashu said: "Isn't Tianqiao a place where the lower class gather?" Liu Fu said: "No, it is surrounded by water, there are flowers and pavilions in the middle, and there are beautiful girls singing a cappella there." Jiashu said: "Why have I never heard of such a place?" Liu Fu said with a smile: "I will never wrong you. There are also flower sheds and trees there, so I love to go there." Jiashu heard what he said That's good, and he said: "It's boring at home, you can hire a car for me, and I'll go right away. Is there still time?" Liu Fu said: "There is time. There are teahouses and restaurants there. If you are thirsty or hungry, There is a place to rest." When he said that, he walked out of the gate, hired a rickshaw for Fan Jiashu, and let him go to the bridge alone.
Fan Jiashu usually goes out for sightseeing, and he is always accompanied by his cousin Tao Bo and the protagonist here. After all, he is a bit restrained. Today, he can go for a while freely. It is more enjoyable, and he is not too lonely. He goes straight to the overpass in the car .When we got there, the car stopped, and the surrounding area was in a commotion, filled with the sound of clappers, huqin, gongs and drums.In front of me, there are three or four wooden street buildings along the way. Many red cards are hung in front of the buildings, marked with gold or black letters, what are "dog meat tank", "baby baby", and what is "narcissus small" Peony co-stars in "Saw Casserole".After paying the fare, I walked over and saw that there were many stalls beside the gatehouse.As far as I am concerned, there is a big flat-headed wheelbarrow, with many black spots on the car board, which are the size of a rice bowl, and thousands of flies are just flying around there.Two snow-white knives were placed in the black block, and a person stood by the car, took the black block, and cut the knife randomly on a wooden board, cutting many purple slices, and put a small piece of rotten old newspaper on it. for people.Probably selling sauced beef or cooked donkey meat.In another stall, a large iron pot was placed on the ground. In the pot, there were many black and long strips, which looked like dead snakes with scales removed, filling the pot.A fishy and foul smell wafted out of the pot.It turned out that it was the boiled sheep intestines that northerners like to eat.Jiashu frowned, turned around and looked, but there were several dirt alleys, and there were reed sheds on both sides of the alleys.In the two alleys in front, you can see from a distance that there are many red and green clothes hanging in the reed shed, which is probably the most famous Yiyi Street.There is an alley here, and there are a lot of people coming and going.At the entrance of the alley, there is a pile of old shoes on the gray ground.There are also a few small goods stalls, with kerosene lamps, foreign porcelain basins, copper and iron utensils all over the floor.From here, there is Lupengdian in the south, and a large and wide ditch in the north. There is black mud in the ditch, with blue water flowing, and the stench is suffocating.The family tree thought: Since the Shuixin Pavilion has the victory of flowers and trees, of course it is not here.He turned around again, walked up the street, and asked a policeman.The police told him that going south from here, Luxi is Shuixin Pavilion.
It turns out that the city of Beijing is a square place, with streets and alleys running from north to south, and from east to west. People's houses are also square courtyards.So people who come here, no matter they are old or young, know all directions, and when they talk, they don't care about up, down, left, or right, and only talk about east, west, north, south.At present, the family tree listened to the police's words, went straight forward, and finished the many reed sheds and stalls, and there was a wilderness.There is a ditch on the west side of the road. Although it is not clear, it is not smelly.On the other side of the ditch, there are a few willow trees that are more than ten feet long.Then from one side of the ditch to the other side of the ditch, you can't pass.There are two slab bridges at the north and south ends, and there is a small reed shed at the head of the bridge. There is a small table there, guarded by two policemen.People in the past all paid four coppers on the side of the bridge and bought a small red paper to enter.In this way, it is to buy a ticket.When the family tree arrived here, he had to go and have a look, so he paid four coins to buy a ticket to cross the bridge.On the other side of the bridge, some puddles were dug on the flat ground, and the calla genus was planted in them, but there was no garden.After passing the puddle, there are five or six large reed sheds, and there are many tea seats in them.There is a juggler in every shed.Fortunately, the people here are still upper-middle-class elements, and they don't make smells.Passing through these reed sheds, and crossing a ditch, there is a shallow pond here, in which some lotus leaves have newly grown.There is a wooden house on the other side of the lotus pond. Four or five green trees grow obliquely outside the house.The wooden house was painted with blue paint, with two pairs of Hunan curtains hanging down, following the wind, one could hear the sound of strings and bamboo strings from a distance.I thought to myself, this place is more or less interesting, let's go and have a look.
The family tree walked along a road, the wooden house opened to the south, facing the red wall of Xiannongtan, a clump of ancient cypresses, dozens of seat heads were placed in the house, and there was a low platform in the north, on which there were seven Eight beautiful drum girls sat there and sang drum books one by one.Jia Shu wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but all the seats were full, so he turned around and walked back.The so-called "Shuixin Pavilion" is nothing more than that.This kind of scenery does not seem to be worth nostalgia.First came in from the east, and then went out from the west--as soon as I passed by, I saw a row of tea sheds.Passing through the tea shed, there was a din of people. From a distance, some people sang big drums, some showed interpretation, some wrestled, some ventriloquized, and some talked about cross talk.On the left is a cloth shed, surrounded by a circle of people; on the right is a wooden shed, surrounded by a circle of people.This is a real low society club.On a mound in the north, surrounded by people, the laughter was the loudest.Jiashu stepped forward to take a look, and saw a bamboo pole and picked out a piece of ragged blue cloth, which was as dirty as a child's diaper.There was a small table under the blue cloth, surrounded by three or four children playing gongs, drums and huqin.When the blue cloth was lifted, a black man in his 40s came out, wearing a half gray cloth gown with a straw rope tied around his waist, a hat made of cigarette paper boxes on his head, and a cloak hanging from his mouth. Hanging a black beard is actually no more than forty or fifty ponytails.He walked to the table and stared, and the people watching applauded. He stretched out his hand and took off his beard and said, "I haven't sung yet, how can I get better? The huqin is here, and I don't have time to speak." He hung up immediately after speaking. Beard sang again.Everyone laughed when they saw it.
Jiashu stood here and looked at it for a long time, feeling a little tired, looking back, there was a teahouse, which was still clean, so he stepped in and found a seat to sit down.A piece of red paper was pasted on the pillar, with a large line written on it: "One water money for each person." Jiashu felt that it was very cheap, and it was a teahouse that he had never been to in his life.A clerk came over, put a white porcelain pot on the table, and asked, "Have you brought any leaves, sir?" The family tree replied, "No." The clerk said, "I'll give you four hundred packs! Longjing?” When Beijingers drink tea, they don’t divide it in two, but pack it.A bag of tea leaves weighs about a penny.Usually it is a pack of several coppers, also referred to as a pack of hundreds.One hundred is one copper plate.No matter the name of the tea, the brewed tea leaves and jasmine are called Xiangpian.Those that have never been soaked or added flowers are collectively called "Longjing".Although Jiashu is from Zhejiang, he has been here for many days and knows the reason of this very well.At that time, the word "Longjing" was agreed, because he said: "You only need one copper for water money, how can you spend four coppers to buy tea for people to drink?" The man laughed and said, "You are from the south, so you don't understand. You bring it yourself. Come on leaf, we only need one piece. If you eat our tea and we only charge one penny for water, then you will have to sell it to my mother.” Hearing what he said, Family Tree laughed and said, “If all the guests bring leaves Come on, you all only charge one penny for water, don’t you want to lose a lot of money?” Hearing this, the man pointed his hand to the back yard and said with a smile, “Look! We don’t rely on selling water here.”
The family tree looked towards the backyard, where there were two wooden shelves with many kinds of weapons inserted, some stone pier locks randomly placed, and a pair of heavy loads.There is another heavy room in the yard, where a group of people drink tea and chat.On the door of the house, there was a banner written and pasted there, which said "Make friends with martial arts".At this moment, someone came out, took the weapon from the shelf, and practiced in the yard.Jiashu knew that this was a club for general martial artists.Jiashu is in the school. There used to be a martial arts teacher who taught martial arts. I have always been interested in this. Now that I have encountered such a club, there are many martial arts to visit. I am very happy. I simply moved the seat and moved it closer to the backyard. railing.First, I saw a few middle-aged people practicing knives and sticks in the yard for a while, and finally an old man in his fifties came out. Wearing a cigarette purse and a small bag, underneath are green cloth trousers, and the leg wraps are tied to the knees, and when you touch your arms from a distance, you are full of energy.When I came closer, I saw his long face, a high nose, and only a few whiskers left on his mouth.As soon as he walked into the yard, he rolled up his sleeves, stood firm first, held a stone lock in one hand, bumped it a few times, then lifted it up into the air, looked up and down, and looked back after it fell. In one fell swoop.Looking at the stone locks, one weighs about seventy or eighty catties, and two weighs more than one hundred catties.This upward movement was not surprising, I saw that he lowered his hands and raised his right hand again, the stone lock flew out and rushed straight over the ridge of the roof.When the family tree saw it, he was startled. Unexpectedly, the stone lock had just passed the ridge of the roof and fell straight down on the top of the old man's head. on the right shoulder.At the same time, he threw out the stone lock in his left hand and supported it with his left shoulder.After seeing it, Jiashu couldn't help but secretly marveled.Seeing that the old man acted as if nothing had happened, he gently threw the two stone locks to the ground.A group of teenagers present yelled for a while, and two more applauded.When the old man saw people praising him, he just smiled slightly.
At this time, a middle-aged man sat on the heavy wooden bar and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are very happy today, let's play with the big guy." The old man said: "You first play and show me." Sure enough, the man turned around and took the wooden pole with both hands, picked up the heavy load, lifted it slowly, leveled his shoulders, gritted his teeth, and blushed.He quickly bent down, put down the burden, and said with a smile, "I'm tired today, and I won't be able to do it." After a pause, he raised his hands upside down, flattened his chin, paused again, straightened his hands, and raised them above his head.There are two large stone plates at both ends of the burden, like two pieces of stone mills. The wooden rods are as thick as teacups, and are inserted in the center of the stone plates.A stone mill weighs at least two hundred catties, and it is even more difficult to install it on both ends of the wooden pole.It takes five or six hundred catties of strength to handle this move.Jiashu couldn't help but patted the table and shouted "Okay!"
Hearing the applause from here, the old man put down his heavy load, looked at the family tree, and saw that he was wearing a blue lake crepe jacket with a fountain pen holder hanging on the lapel.With a fair face, a pair of tortoiseshell round-rimmed glasses, and although the hair on his head is parted neatly, it is curled up and a little disheveled. This is clearly an aristocratic college student. Why did he come here?I can't help but look at the family tree again.Jiashu thought he was being greeted, so he stood up and greeted him with a smile.The old man smiled and said, "Sir, do you love this too?" The family tree smiled and said, "Love is love, but you don't have the strength. You can lift this heavy load. Is Gui Geng over fifty?" The old man smiled and said, "In his fifties? --Looks like he's born in the future!" The family tree said: "I said so. It's rare for a 60-year-old to have such great strength! Your surname is..." The man said yes The surname is Guan.Jia Shu poured a cup of tea and sat down with him to talk, only to find out that his name was Guan Shoufeng, he was from Shandong, and he made a living as a surgeon in Beijing.Then he asked the name of the family tree, how did he come to this kind of teahouse?The family tree told him his name, and said: "I live in Hangzhou. Because I am going to Beijing to take the university entrance exam, I am now tutoring homework. I live at my cousin's house in Dongsi Santiao Hutong." Shoufeng said: "Mr. Fan, this is a coincidence. We are still neighbors! I also live in that alley, what is your house number?" Jiashu said: "My cousin's surname is Tao." Shoufeng said: "Is that the red door Tao's house? That's the gate of the big house, listen Said that their masters and wives are all abroad." The family tree said: "Yes, that is my uncle. He is a consul general and took my aunt. My cousin Tao Bohe is also working in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. But at home It's okay, it's not a big mansion. Where is your house?" Shoufeng laughed and said, "People like us, how can we talk about 'mansion'? The place where I live is a big courtyard. You are from the south People, probably don’t understand what a large courtyard is. This means that there are more than a dozen families living in a courtyard, and they can do everything. Do you think that such a place can have the word “fushang”?” Shudao: "That doesn't matter, the quality of a person's character doesn't depend on the house he lives in. I also like to talk about martial arts. Since we live in the same alley, I will definitely go to see uncle one day."
Hearing his address, Shoufeng stood up, stretched out his hands and scratched his hair, then punched his fists several times, and said, "My husband, what's your name? I really don't dare to do it. If you don't mind , I will visit you one day." He said again: "When it comes to practicing martial arts, if you like to listen, there are plenty of them..." When he said that, he patted his stomach and belt and said: "Don't call it that." The tree said: "Your old man is only short of a few money. He can't wear well, eat well, and can't do big things. Could it be possible to lose all his years for the sake of being poor? I am only 20 years old this year. Your old man is over 60 years old. , 40 years older than me, it’s not considered polite to go with your old man and call him uncle.” Shoufeng slapped the table and turned to the tea drinkers: “This gentleman is refreshing, I have never seen such young masters.” Jiashu also felt that the old man was straightforward, and talked with him for a while, and since the sun was setting, he gave tea money and went home.
When we arrived at Tao's house, Liu Fu, the servant, came in to serve the tea, and asked, "Master Biao, is Shuixin Pavilion okay?" Jiashu said, "Shuixin Pavilion is fine, but I met a martial arts practitioner in the small teahouse. The old man talked very well. I want to learn some skills with him, maybe he will come to see me tomorrow." Liu Fu said: "Oh! Master Biao, you just came here and you don't understand the situation here. The place of Tianqiao is Jiuliu Three teachings, there are people of all kinds, how can we talk about friendship with them?" Jiashu said: "What's the matter! The place at Tianqiao, although there are many people in the lower society, it cannot be said that there are no good people there. , this old man is very frank, and he speaks very reasonable." Liu Fu smiled and said: "Is there anyone who walks in the rivers and lakes who can't speak?" Jiashu said: "You haven't seen that person, how do you know that person is good? Bad? I know, you must see the one who takes the horse in the car, that's the good guy." Liu Fu didn't dare to argue too much, so he just went away with a smile.
In the morning of the next day, the owner, Tao Bo, and his wife had already returned from Xishan.Tao Bohe rested in the upper room for a while, and rushed to the yamen.Mrs. Tao went out again because she had an appointment in the morning.Jiashu was alone at home and felt very bored. He thought that since he had a date with the old man and wanted to visit him, why not take advantage of today's free time and end this sentence, no matter whether he is good or bad, he must not break his promise. He, lest he say that I look down on people.Yesterday Guan Shoufeng also said that his family lived at the east entrance of this alley, in a broken-down building with two locust trees at the door, so it was easy to find.So he took some pocket money with him and went out.
Walking to the east entrance of the alley, there really is such a place.He knows the rules in Beijing, no matter whether the door is open or not, one must knock on the door before entering.Because there were no iron rings on the door, he only knocked on the door twice.At this time, a girl came out, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with braids and a horizontal bun at the back, only short bangs in front, a round face, wearing a blue cloth dress, lining her hands and face He was still fair, with a red thread in his hair, and he was about to come out with a white cross cloth in his hand.Seeing that Jiashu was dressed so gorgeously, she asked, "Who are you looking for? This is a courtyard, not a residence." Jiashu said, "I know it's a courtyard. I'm here to find someone named Guan. I wonder if he's at home? "The girl looked at Jiashu from top to bottom, and said with a smile: "My surname is Guan. Is your husband's surname Fan?" "It's my father. He mentioned it as soon as he came back last night. Now at home, please come in and sit down." As he spoke, he guided the front, and when he led to the door of a south house, he called: "Father, come quickly, that Mr. Fan is here." It is." Shoufeng opened the door and came out, cupped his hands repeatedly and said, "Ouch! It's not bad, there is really no place to sit." Jiashu said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I already said it yesterday, everyone, don't be restrained." After hearing this, Guan Shoufeng had no choice but to lead the guest inward.
Jiashu looked inside the room, and there was a painting of Guan Yu's statue in the center, an old god's table, a pair of Yangtie five offerings, bows, arrows, knives and sticks hanging on the wall, and two badger skins.On the wall below, there are many bunches of dried herbs and two dried gourds.To the west is another square old wooden table with many bowls and pots, and a mud stove is placed next to it.There is a bunk on the east side. Although the bedding is made of cloth, it is still clean.In a room to the east, a red cloth door curtain was hung, and the red was half gray.In this way, the father and daughter are the two houses.Shoufeng asked Jiashu to sit on the bunk, and the girl went into the room and brought out a teapot.He laughed and said: "What a coincidence, the stove went out, so we went to the small teahouse across the street to find water." The family tree said, "You don't need to bother." "Jiashu said: "That's not it. When we make friends, we don't care about eating and drinking. As long as we get along with each other, it doesn't matter whether we drink tea or not. You're welcome. If you want to find food and drink, I don't care I will come to this large courtyard. There is no water, so there is no need to raise it." Shoufeng said: "That's good, there is no need to raise it."
As a result, the girl was holding a teapot, making her in a dilemma.After all, she felt that it was too outrageous for someone to come without a cup of tea, so she went to the small teahouse to make a pot of water.After searching for a while, I found a teacup and a small rice bowl, poured tea and put it on the table.Then gently said to the family tree: "Please drink tea!" He went into the west room by himself.Shoufeng laughed and said, "You don't need to drink this tea. Not only do we have no running water here, we don't even have sweet well water. This is the water from the bitter well, which has a slightly salty taste." The girl replied in the room: " No, it's brewed in the teahouse at the entrance of the alley, it's tap water." Shoufeng said with a smile: "Tap water doesn't work either. Our tea is too bad!"
When they were talking, Jiashu took a sip of the teacup and said with a smile: "People want to talk wherever they go. When they drink salt water, they naturally drink salt water. When drinking sweet water, practice Salt water is also good. It’s just that Uncle Guan didn’t meet the opportunity. If he was born 50 years earlier, with such a great ability, let alone being an official, he can take care of food and clothing even if he goes to the escort agency. Like us young people, there is no ability at all. With the few money my ancestors left behind for good clothes and good food, I don’t have the peace of mind of an uncle relying on his ability to drink a bowl of salt water.” At this point, there was only a thud, and Shoufeng stretched out his big palm, With a slap on the table, all the tea bowls on the table were spilled.He raised his head and smiled and said, "I'm going to die. My little brother! I have never met anyone who said that I spoke so pertinently. Aunt Xiu! You bring me my money pocket, I want to invite this Mr. Fan to drink Two cups, making such a good friend." The girl agreed in the room, then took out a small blue cloth bag, and said with a smile: "Don't ask Mr. Fan to go to the Shandong Second Meat Shop, I will pick it up today. You also took the one dollar you came to work with." Shoufeng smiled and said, "Mr. Fan, even my daughter is willing to invite you, so please don't be polite." Jiashu said with a smile: "Okay, I'll just bother you gone."
At that moment, Guan Shoufeng put the money pocket on his body, and led the family tree out.Walking to the entrance of the alley, there is a small shop with a very narrow facade. The entrance is a coal stove. A large pot is placed on the coal stove, which is steaming. Looking inside, it looks like a dark alley.Shoufeng pointed in and said, "This is an Erhu shop run by Shandong people. It only sells some noodles and steamed buns. My daughter is afraid that I will invite you here." Jiashu nodded and smiled.
On the street, Shoufeng found a small Sichuan restaurant, and the two went in together.After taking his seat, Shoufeng said first, "First, a catty of flower carvings." Then he said to Jiashu: "I don't understand southern cuisine, please ask for it. I can't eat too much, and I don't need it, but I don't have enough to eat. I'm being polite. It's not fun, and it's not interesting." Because of this man's bold temper, Jiashu really did as he said.After a while, the food and drink came out, and there was a small wine glass in front of everyone. Shoufeng said: "Mr. Fan, can you drink it? If you can drink it, I'd like to offer you three cups. If you can't drink, I offer you a glass. But tell the truth. "Jiashu said: "Three cups can be accompanied." Shoufeng said: "Okay, everyone drink as much as you can. I want to be polite, I am an old bastard." Jiashu smiled and drank three cups with him first.
The old man drank a few glasses of wine, and when he was happy, he talked about everything.He said that when he was young, he had been a horse bandit outside the mouth for more than ten years. Because he was chased by officers and soldiers, his wife and two sons were killed.I only brought my daughter, Xiugu, and fled to Beijing to wash my hands and quit, just to be a good person.When I was a robber back then, I never killed a single person, and even ruined my family.Killing people is even more unacceptable, so I changed my job as a surgeon in Beijing to save people to make up for my mistakes.Xiu Gu came to Beijing when she was two years old, and now she is 21 years old.I have been a good person for 20 years.Fortunately, when they were drinking, it was not when they were sitting, and there was no one upstairs, so Shoufeng had a good talk.After the conversation was over, his face became a statue of Guan Shen at home.
Jiashu said: "Uncle Guan, didn't you say that you stop when you're drunk? I'm about to get drunk, how about it?" Shoufeng suddenly stood up, swayed his body twice, pressed his hands on the table and said with a smile: "It's three catties, it's time to be drunk Alright. Alcohol should only be enough. If you vomit after drinking, it’s a crime. What do you mean? That’s it! Let’s go back and drink next time if we have money.” At that time, when the clerk settled the account, Shoufeng took out his pocket Li money, and ten more Beijing coins (note: one hundred copper dollars), all poured on the table, counting the buddy's tip.Jiashu accompanied him downstairs and wanted to hire a car for him on the street.Shoufeng raised his arms and said with a smile: "Little brother! Do you think I'm drunk? What a joke!" He walked away with his head held high.
From this day on, Jiashu had frequent contacts with him, invited him to drink a few times, and bought some cloth for Xiugu to make clothes.It's just one floor, the family tree often visits Shoufeng, but Shoufeng doesn't visit him.During the three days, Jiashu never met him, and when he visited him again, the father and daughter had already moved away.Asked the neighbors in the yard, they all said: "I don't know. His girl said he was going back to Shandong." The family tree thought that this old man was a rare figure in the world, and now he disappeared suddenly, especially strange, I feel reluctant to part with him.
One day, the weather was fine and there was no wind and sand, so Jiashu went to the old teahouse in Tianqiao to find the trace of Guan Shoufeng.According to the teahouse, one day when I sat here for a while, I just sighed and never saw him again.When Jiashu heard about it, he was even more surprised, walked out of the teahouse slowly, and walked along the juggling field at the entrance of the small teahouse.Going south from here is the outer altar of Xiannongtan.In the weather in April, the reeds in the altar grow to a height of one foot.A piece of green and gloomy color reaches the city wall in the distance.Inside the green reed, draw a few large yellow boundary lines, which are going from the outer altar.There are two main roads in the altar. On the other side of the road, there are some ancient cypresses on the third and right.In the middle of the ancient cypresses stands a bell tower that stretches into the air.Under the bell tower, there is an open space, fragmented, and some people made a few piles and reunited there.As soon as the family tree saw it, he walked over slowly.
When I went there to watch, it was also a bit of juggling.On the pedestal of the south clock tower, a man in his 40s sat holding a three-stringed instrument and playing there.He has a small yellow face with a short stubble beard, thick eyebrows and deep eye sockets. He looks very dirty. The black cloth jacket on his body shows strips of scorched yellow. color.Because of this, even though he held the sanxian, no one went to listen to it.Jiashu saw that he was in a hurry, the left hand that was pressing the strings was up and down, busy, but the tune was very pleasant to the ears.I thought to myself that no one paid attention to his playing so well, and I felt sorry for him.I can't help but go forward to see how he is.The man played for a while, but no one came forward, so he put down the three strings, sighed and said: "In this day... the conversation has not been finished yet, and Jiashu felt sorry for him, so he gave him a handful of copper coins and smiled. Said: Let me open it for you." The man took the money, let out a wry smile, and said to the family tree: "Sir! You are really a good person. To tell you the truth, it is not like this every day. I have a niece who hasn't come today. ..." At this point, he stretched out his right palm, stroking his eyebrows, looked into the distance and said: "Come on, come on! Sir, don't go, just listen to her singing, you can't go wrong."
While talking, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl came in, her face was slightly sharp, but her face was rosy, she looked delicate, her hair was combed back, her eyebrows were long, and her white skin was exposed through the sparse hairnet. .The old blue bamboo cloth gown he was wearing was clean and tidy.He is holding a snare drum and a bamboo drum stand in his hand.She approached and said to the man: "Second uncle, is it open yet?" The man pointed his mouth at the family tree and said, "It's not that this gentleman gave me two pennies, even if I didn't get a penny." The girl said to Jiashu nodded with a smile, while she set up the drum stand and put the drum on it, she kept looking at Jiashu all over her body.Looking at her face, there is unavoidable surprise.Why do people like this come to visit such a place?The Sanxian player took out two drum sticks and a clapper from a blue cloth bag beside him, and handed them to the girl.The girl took the drum stick, and seven or eight people gathered around to watch before she even beat the drum.The family tree wanted to see how the girl sang.Just stood there without moving.
After a while, the girl played the drums.The player who played the sanxian played the sanxian first, then stood up and said with a smile: "My girl, I am just learning a few sets of books. I can't sing well. Please bear with me. We are trying to make ends meet. Everyone, please sit on the steps on the grass. Let her sing "Daiyu's Sad Autumn" first. This is a story in "Dream of Red Mansions". He sat on the stone steps and played the sanxian again.The girl beat the drums repeatedly, and her eyes slipped on the family tree a few times before she knew it. --When Jiashu saw her just now, he guessed that she was a smart girl.Although it is very plain, it has a charming attitude that can attract people who look at it.Now she kept gliding over with her eyes, as if she also knew what he meant to pity her, so she was even more unwilling to leave.There were one or twenty listeners around, and they sat down on the grass and steps.After all, Family Tree was too embarrassed to sit down. Seeing an ancient cypress with a crooked trunk beside him, he put one foot on it, supported his head with his hands, and watched the girl sing.
Now the player who played the sanxian sang along with the girl, because he got the family tree and two shillings first, so he worked harder at this time.The sanxianzi played every word very sadly.The girl lowered her gaze and sang slowly.There are two sentences in it: "In the clear and cold Xiaoxiang courtyard, the westerly wind blows the green screen window. Lonely Miss Lin, she thought to herself under the window, who knows the heart of her daughter's family at this time?" She Singing to the last line, there was a long ending, but the eyes turned to Jiashu again through the deep eyelashes.Jia Shu hadn't expected what this girl meant to him before, but now judging from what she sang, it seemed as if she was talking to him, so he couldn't help being moved.
This kind of big drum lyrics was originally popular, but since the girl sang melodiously and added the sanxian, the tone was so sad that the people listening all lowered their heads and listened silently.After singing, a few people stood up and splashed the dirt on their bodies, chatted up and walked away.The sanxian player quickly put down his instrument, took a small wicker plate on the steps and asked everyone for money.Some are for one elder son, and some are for two sons. After collection, there are only more than ten sons.Because the family tree stood a little further away, he gave him two more coins just now, and he was embarrassed to come over to ask for more, but now he shook the wicker plate and felt that the money was too little, so he smiled at him from a distance, and then walked up to him.Jiashu knew that he was here to ask for money, so he reached out and took it out on him.Unexpectedly, all the change I had on me was gone, and there were only a few foreign coins. Since the person came to ask for money, I felt embarrassed not to give it, so I took a piece of cash without hesitation, and threw it into the wicker plate. On the copper plate, "Dang" sounded.The man who played the sanxian was overjoyed to see Jiashu being so generous. He forgot all about it and handed the wicker tray to his left hand.
At this time, the girl also showed a very surprised look, holding the drum stand with her hands, and only looked at the family tree intently.It was not a show of favor for the family tree to give this one dollar. Now that the girl looks at her like this, she must have misunderstood, so I am embarrassed to look at it again.The man who played the three-stringed lute almost stood up with a piece of stubble from his beard, and just thanked the family tree.He took the money and went, but the girl took a step forward, looked sideways at the family tree, and said a few words to the three-string player in a low voice.He nodded his head a few times, but asked Jiashu: "What's your surname?" , and the people who listened to the book have not yet dispersed, and I lost a dollar, which is enough for people to notice, and it is even worse to talk to them.After saying this, he walked away.
From the bell tower to the gate of the outer altar, about a mile away, the family tree followed slowly.When he was about to reach the gate of the outer altar, someone suddenly called out from behind: "Mr. Fan!" Jiashu looked back, but a fat middle-aged woman came up to her, raised one arm, and looked away from the distance. Shadow waved.The family tree didn't know her, so why did she know her surname was Fan?Feeling very strange, I stopped to see what she had to say.If you want to know who she is, tell me next time.
(End of this chapter)
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