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Tall Woman and Her Short Husband

Feng Jicai

1

There is a small tree in your yard with a bare trunk. I had been used to seeing it for a long time, but one day it suddenly became twisted and twisted, and the more I looked at it, the more awkward it became. But as time goes by, you will start to like it, as if it is the way it should be. If one day it suddenly becomes straight again, you will feel unspeakably uncomfortable. It's monotonous, boring, simple, like a stick! In fact, it is just returning to its original appearance, so why are you so awkward again?

Is this a habit? Hey, don’t underestimate “habits”! It is omnipresent in everything in the world. Even though it is not a legal rule that must be abided by, it will still cause you trouble and misfortune. However, don't complain about being tied up by it. Sometimes you will follow its rules unknowingly. For example: Do you dare to speak loudly and arrogantly in front of your superiors? Can you express your opinion freely in front of an old man? When taking a group photo, you can ask celebrities to stand aside, but you stand in the middle and smile? No, of course not. Don't talk about this. When you marry a wife, do you dare to marry someone who is ten years older than you, bigger than you, or a head taller than you? Don't get angry with empty words, there is such a pair in front of you——

Two

She is seventeen centimeters taller than him.

She is 1.75 meters tall and stands out among women; her husband is only 1.58 meters tall and was nicknamed "Wu Dalang" when he was in college. His earlobes were as level as hers, but they looked like they were two inches apart!

Let’s talk about their appearance: This woman is dry, thin, and flat, with a face like an unpainted ping-pong paddle. The facial features are barely visible, but they are small and flat, like a bas-relief; the chest is not bulging at all, the waist is slender and stiff, and the hips are flat, like a stiff washboard. Her husband was like a stubby rubber roller; plump, solid, and shiny; everything on his body—calves, mouth, nose, and fingertips—seemed to be round and round. Elastic little meat balls. His skin was soft and smooth, like fine leather. The excess oil shines under the skin, and the abundant blood reveals a delicious reddish color from the skin. His eyes were like a pair of small light bulbs with sufficient voltage. His wife's eyes were like a pair of black glass balls. When two people are together, there is no harmony, only contrast. But they still seemed to be tied together, inseparable all day long.

Once, when their neighbor’s family was having a reunion dinner, the old man of the family drank too much, so he took the opportunity to put a long and empty wine bottle on the table with a short can of canned pork. , asked the whole family: "What do you think this is?" He announced the answer before others could figure it out, "It's the tall woman and her short men downstairs!"

The whole family laughed loudly, Laughing all the way through the after-dinner chat.

How did they become a couple?

This has long been a concern for dozens of households in the Unity Building. Ever since they moved into this building when they got married, all the old residents in the building have given him curious and puzzled looks. However, some people like to keep question marks in their stomachs, while others can't help but speak out. The talkative people started talking about it. Especially when it rains, when they go out, the tall woman always holds an umbrella. If something falls on the ground, it is most convenient for a short man to pick it up. Some idle women in the building looked at this ridiculous scene and pointed at it. The uncontrollable laughter rumbled in his throat. The boredom of adults is the best way to encourage children's mischief. Some children burst into laughter as soon as they saw them, shouting: "The pole is long, the board is wide..." They ignored it and never got angry or paid attention to the children's noise. Perhaps for this reason, he has maintained a rather cold relationship with the people in the building. The few people who don't like to meddle in other people's business, when you meet them on your way to and from get off work, at most you just nod and say hello. This makes it difficult for those who are really interested in them to know more? For example, what is their relationship like? Why combine them? Who will settle with whom? There is no official answer, just guessing.

The tailor's wife stood aside and listened for a long time, and the more she listened, the more bored she became. She was illiterate, had no interest in any "manuscripts", and felt that the people in the institute were speaking incomprehensibly. She suddenly ran to the stage, raised her left arm with a red armband, pointed at the tall woman and asked angrily: "Tell me, why did you marry him?"

This sudden question made the people at the institute startled. I don't know if there is any wonderful connection between the security director's question and what they are concerned about.

The tall woman was also stunned. She didn't know why the tailor's wife raised this question. This issue is not of concern to the world. She raised her thin face, which had been tortured for months and looked like a wrinkled withered leaf, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Okay! You don't dare to answer, let me tell you! Did you marry this guy because he was rich? Who would want such a dwarf if you don't have money!" the tailor's wife shouted explain. There was a bit of pride in her tone, as if she was the one who knew this tall woman's background best.

The tall woman did not nod or shake her head. She seemed to suddenly understand everything about the tailor's wife. There was a arrogant, mocking, and stubborn light in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, you're not convinced! This guy is finished now, let's see if you can still rely on me! I know what's going on in your heart!" The tailor's wife patted her chest and waved her hand. There were several other ladies cheering her on, and she was extremely proud of herself.

The people in the research institute were confused. If you don't understand something like this, it's better to just stay confused. Don't look at these women's nonsense, but they made the venue lively all of a sudden. Without this atmosphere, how would criticism end? So the people at the institute did not stop him and allowed the women to go into battle and show off their power. Just listen to these women shouting:

"How much money does he give you? What good things has he bought for you? Tell me!"

"You January 2 One hundred dollars is not enough, you still want to go abroad, you are so beautiful!"

"Is Deng Tuo his backer?"

"Who do you call when you go to Beijing one day? Are you calling Sanjia Village?"

The success of the meeting all depends on the atmosphere. The person who presided over the criticism meeting at the institute saw the right opportunity and took advantage of the excitement of the meeting. He led people to shout a series of slogans loudly, and then quickly ended the meeting. Then, the people from the institute searched the tall woman's house again, prying open the floor and knocking off the walls, but found nothing. Finally, they escorted the short man away, leaving only the tall woman.

The tall woman stayed in the house all the time, but went out alone at night. She didn't expect that although the lights were turned off in the tailor's house in the building's concierge, the tailor's wife kept watching her from the window. When he saw her going out, he followed her closely. After leaving the courtyard gate and walking two blocks to the west, he saw the tall woman crossing the street and stopping in front of a house, knocking lightly on the door a few times. The tailor's wife hid behind the telephone pole on the street, holding her breath and staring wide-eyed, as if waiting to catch the rabbit that came out of the hole. She wanted to catch someone, but she was more nervous than the person she wanted to catch.

With a click, the door opened. An old woman gave away a child. I just heard the old woman say:

"Is it done?"

I didn't hear what the tall woman said.

It was the old woman's voice again:

"The child has eaten enough and has already slept. Go back quickly!"

The tailor's wife suddenly remembered that this The old woman's mother-in-law's family was originally the child care provider for the tall woman, and her full interest suddenly disappeared. At this time, the tall woman turned around and led the child back. There was no words along the way, only the sound of her mother and her feet. The tailor's wife hid behind the telephone pole and did not dare to move. After they walked some distance away, she went home alone.

Early the next morning, when the tall woman led her child out of the building, her eyes were obviously red. No one in the building dared to talk to her, but everyone saw her red and swollen eyelids. Especially the people who had participated in the criticism meeting last night felt a strange and guilty feeling in their hearts, and they turned away from her eyes.

Four

The short man has not been released since he was taken away on the day of the criticism meeting. Later, according to the mysterious tailor's wife, the short man had some serious problems and went to jail.

It is said that many people from the institute came to help him renew his marriage, but he declined them all. The tailor's wife said:

"I know what he wants. Look at me!"

The tailor's wife has passed her prime and now she has become modest. Much more. When the power is taken away from the body, a smile must be put on the face. She carried a photo of a beautiful, young woman in her arms and went to the concierge to find the short man. The woman in the photo is her niece.

She was sitting in the short man's house, looking around at the furniture and objects in the house, while proposing marriage to the short rich man. She was smiling broadly and was talking enthusiastically when she suddenly noticed that the short man was silent and his face was ashen. Behind him hung a photo of his wedding with the tall woman. The tailor's wife didn't dare to take out the photo of her niece, so she resigned voluntarily.

A few years have passed, and the short man is still single and widowed. He only picks up the child from outside on Sundays to keep him company. People in the building looked at his short and lonely figure, thought of his many incidents over the past ten years, and gradually seemed to realize the reason why he insisted on such a single life... When it rained, the short man opened his eyes. When I go to work with an umbrella, I still half-hold the umbrella probably out of habit. At this time, people had a strange feeling, as if there was a long space under the umbrella, which was so empty that nothing in the world could fill it.