Reflections on Lao She's Work The Fair

Lao She's Collection of Short Stories "The Fair"

Lao She was born in Jinan on February 1934 1.

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The "market" here does not mean going to the market to sell two chickens or buy two tons of rice every 147 or 258, no; This means that more than a dozen articles in this collection have been driven out. A few words are enough to illustrate this point: I didn't write a short story because I can't. However, since the Anti-Japanese 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, Express will receive more: "If you are willing to write short stories, what is there to say?" Write it, man! You can't get 5,000 words in three days? Less is fine! Anyway, grab an article and be quick! "I am embarrassed to say' myself', so I went black and talked nonsense; Knowing that I can't write anything, I can't help but bite the bullet. I can't believe I've made such a small pile so far!

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

Now that the series has come out, I should decorate these children one by one; Hum, there is no 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 is in the order of writing. If the back is better than the front, it is desperate to jump over the wall. Seriously, to win one or two majestic and strong guys, you have to recite Buddha!

Thank you very much for the magazines that have published these articles, and let me include them in this book!

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Wujiu

Zhang Bing, who is as thin as a peeled young tree, comes to drink tea almost every night. There seems to be nothing on his face; Only a pair of deep, dark eyes shows that he is not completely lifeless because he is thin. After drinking the third bowl of tea, black eyes began to glow; Lips, like when a child is about to cry, begin to tremble. He is going to make a comment.

His comments are inconsistent; He talked about everything he met with Kan Kan and criticized it. But no matter what he talks about, his criticism always ends with "China people are hopeless, and what I just said is good evidence". Say that finish, he automatically poured a bowl of tea and drank it in one breath; Close your eyes and stop talking, showing: "There is no need to argue, China is hopeless. Anyway! "

That night, the light was too dim to read. Zhang Binglai, looked at the room, looked at the light, nodded and sat down, as if talking 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 smiles easily. "I had a fight." He said.

"Who? What about you? " I asked.

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

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

"In the past, persuasion, I think, was the first step."

"If you see him hitting the child, you will think: If you try to persuade him, he will naturally stop hitting, mutter curses and walk away; The child was beaten for nothing! Do you think it makes sense to persuade the past? " His eyes are glowing. Look at my face.

"I naturally taught him a lesson and made him understand that he shouldn't bully children. That's not decent. "

"Yes, not decent; If he knew what decency was, he wouldn't do it! 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, are you in charge of this?" You might as well say something nice to the stone when arguing with him. Stones will not strike you with words. When you quarrel with him, it is natural to attract a group of people to watch the fun; The result is that he goes his way and you go your way; But he beat the child in vain without any punishment; Next time he has a chance, he will do it again! Beating an irresistible child for nothing is too cheap. He must think so. "

"So, you think he should be punished immediately, and the road is very bumpy ... then?" I know he hates martial arts novels most, so I hit him on purpose. As I expected, he said, "Don't say Elvis Presley! I don't want to be a martial arts expert, I just can't stare at a beaten child; That makes my soul angry! More can't call hit people all accounted for! I went over and hit him in the mouth without saying anything! " "What about him?"

"What? Anyway, I have a plan: if I don't hit him, go over and persuade him, and he will leave triumphantly; Hitting people is very comfortable, from the animal nature of people. If I reason with him, I will still fight; However, I may not be able to beat him, because he will strike first and will not give me a chance to strike first. " 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 care about this, because Zhang Bing is such a thin person. "I naturally thought of this. I hit him and he hit me; I am bound to fail. But on one level, such people are good at bullying others with brawn. When his own flesh is beaten, he will cover it with his hand. At that moment, he only felt pain and forgot the action. When he understands you, he still doesn't dare to do it, because he always deceives others with his muscular superiority. When he is beaten himself, he will definitely think of the person who beat him, and there must be a source. Because when he hit someone himself, he saw if there were any tickets to win the game, and then he started playing. It really returned my hand and hurt me. I, I, won't all be as stupid as that boy and will go on patrol. At least I will go to the police area with him to delay his day's work (needless to say, he must have been punished for something else) and let him know that hitting people must at least go to the police area. "

He stopped talking, and I could see that he felt uncomfortable-uncomfortable. He hit someone, not to mention whether his reasons were sufficient or not.

"He hit people, people hit him, this is the way this kind of person should have; Humans are hopeless, as you often say. " I want to make him smile.

He didn't laugh, just 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 uneasily.

"Give me a beating, but it's nothing! Call me, call me.-What should I say? Sadly, when I met him this afternoon, he was pulling two foreign teenagers; Obviously, he is a foreigner's servant. He took the two foreign children and rushed at me, telling them and begging them humbly: kick him! Kick him! Then say to me: you! How dare you hit me? Foreigners don't hit me either! Please note here that he is clever enough to drop 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?"

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

It seems that he forgot to say "China people are hopeless" and left without drinking the bowl of tea.