Full text of Lao She's fair

Lao She's collection of short stories

Lao She was born in Jinan on February 1st, 1934.

Preface

The "fair" here doesn't mean to go to the fair to sell two chickens or buy two measures of rice every Monday, Thursday or Friday, no; This means that more than a dozen articles in this collection are driven out. A few words are enough to illustrate this: I didn't write short stories because I couldn't. However, since the war in Shanghai, publications have increased, and I have been asked to write articles everywhere; Since you are so kind, how can you not join us? It is naturally impossible to write several long stories at the same time, so I changed from backrest play to bunt. In this way, the express letter will receive more: "If you are willing to write short stories, what else is there to say?" Write it, man! You can't get 5, words in three days? Less will do! No matter what, catch an article and be quick! " I was embarrassed to say "myself", so it was dark and nonsense; Knowing that you can't write anything, you can't help but bite the bullet. Up to now, it has actually made such a small pile!

If I don't teach, or these articles are not so bad, at least in words. But I have to teach, and I spend all my time at school during the day, so I can only talk nonsense at night; I can't help it!

Now that the collection is coming out, I should have decorated these kids one by one. Hum, which have the time! Let them go; They are worthless and will be eliminated in the future; I don't treat them as treasures, and I can't strangle them all. That's the idea!

the order of arrangement depends on the order of writing. If the back is better than the front, it's a desperate attempt to jump over the wall. Seriously, if you can win one or two dignified and strong guys, you have to recite Buddha!

I am very grateful to the magazines that have published these articles for allowing me to include them in this book!

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There seems to be nothing on his face; Only a pair of deep and dark eyes show that he is not completely lacking in energy because he is thin. After drinking the third bowl of tea, the black eyes began to glow; Lips, like when a child is about to cry, begin to tremble. He's going to make a comment.

his argument is not unified; He talks about everything he meets and criticizes it. But no matter what he talks about, his criticism always ends in "China people are hopeless, and what I just said is good evidence". After that, he automatically poured a bowl of tea and drank it all at once; Close your eyes and stop talking, showing: "There is no need to argue, China is hopeless. Anyway! "

this night, the lights are so dim that reading is impossible. Zhang Bing came, looked at the room, looked at the light, nodded and sat down, as if to say to himself, "China people are hopeless, look at this light; The electric light company ... "

After the third bowl of tea, I smiled and said," Lao Zhang, what's the news? "

to my surprise, he smiled-he never laughs easily. "There was a fight." He said.

"who? You? " I asked.

"me!" He looked at the tea bowl and said nothing more.

After waiting for five minutes, he automatically started: "What would you do if you saw a strong young man and took advantage of his physical strength to hit a seven-or eight-year-old child?"

"In my opinion, persuasion in the past was the first step."

"If you saw him beating that child, you would think: If you tried to persuade him, he would naturally stop beating and mutter curses and walk away; That child was beaten for nothing! Do you think it is meaningful to persuade in the past? " His eyes are glowing. Look at my face.

"I naturally gave him a lecture to make him understand that he shouldn't bully children. That's not decent."

"Yes, it's disgraceful; If he knew anything about decency, he wouldn't do that! Moreover, if you really want to talk to him about such a thing, he will definitely ask you,' Do you care? What do you do, take care of this?' If you argue with him, you might as well say something nice to the stone; Stones won't hit you with words. If you quarrel with him, it is natural to attract a group of people to watch the excitement; The result is that he goes his way and you go your way; But he beat the child for nothing and didn't get any punishment; Next time he gets a chance, he will do it again! It's cheap to beat an irresistible child for nothing. He must think so. "

" So, do you think he should be punished at once, because the road is rough ... that? " I know that he hates martial arts novels the most and deliberately fights him. As I expected, he said, "Don't say king cat! I don't want to be a martial arts, I just can't stare at a child being beaten; That makes my soul all angry! More can't call hit people accounted for all! I went over without saying a word and hit him in the mouth! " "What about him?"

"him? Anyway, I have a plan: if I don't hit him and persuade him in the past, he will go away triumphantly; It's comfortable to hit people, from the animal nature of people. If I reason with him, I still have to fight; However, I may not be able to beat him, because he will strike first and will not give me a preemptive opportunity. " He smiled again; I know what he means by laughing.

"But," I asked, "if you hit him, he will definitely fight back. Are you his opponent?" I am very concerned about this, because Zhang Bing is such a thin person. "I also thought of that nature. If I hit him, he will hit me; I am bound to fail. But on one level, this kind of person is good at bullying people with brawn. When he meets his own flesh and gets hit, he will go to cover it with his hands. At that moment, he only feels pain and forgets the action. When he understood you, he still didn't dare to start work, because he always used the superiority of brawn to deceive others. When he was beaten himself, he must think about the one who beat him, which must have some origin. Because when he hit someone himself, he saw whether there was a ticket to win the game and then started fighting. Is really returned my hand, hurt me, I, not all as stupid as that boy, will go to the patrol. At least I'll go to the police area with him to delay his day's work (needless to say, he must be punished for something else) and let him know that hitting people must at least go to the police area. "

He is silent. I can see that he is suffering-suffering. He hit someone, not to mention whether his reasons are sufficient or not.

"If he hits people, people will hit him, which is the proper way for such people; Humans are hopeless, as you often say. " I'm going to make him smile.

He didn't laugh, but shook his head gently and said, "This happened this morning. I met him again at four or five o'clock in the afternoon. "

"is he going to do it?" I asked, very uneasy.

"it's nothing to beat me up! Call me, call me-what should I say? Sadly, when I met him this afternoon, he was pulling two foreign teenagers; He obviously works as a servant for a foreigner. He took the two foreign children and rushed over to me, telling them and humbly pleading with them: kick him! Kick him! Then say to me: you! How dare you hit me? Foreigners don't hit me either! (Please note that he is very clever here, and he has dropped the word "dare"! ) Then he said to the two children: Kick! Kick him! See if he dares to provoke foreigners! " He paused for a moment and suddenly asked me, "What day is it today?"

"59!" I don't know why my tears came down. "ouch!" Zhang Bing stood up and said, "No wonder there are so many slogans of' Down with imperialism' on the street!"

It seems that he forgot to say, "China people have no hope," and left without drinking that bowl of tea.