What is the content of Wang Shuo's Flight Attendant?

"Flight Attendant" is Wang Shuo's first novella, published in Dangdai No.2, 1984, and adapted into a TV series.

Flight attendant-Wang Shuo

one

air hostess

When I met Wang Mei, she was thirteen and I was twenty. I was in the navy, and I was a Sanqi gunner on a minesweeper. As for her, she is a middle school student who comes to grandma's house for a holiday. In the early summer of that year, we took students from the naval school on a long voyage along the long coastline. Arrived at the famous port and summer resort in the north, and spent some time outside the port with a white passenger ship full of vacationers from the south. When we entered the port, our ship overtook the passenger ship and passed the side of the ship at a close distance. Excited tourists came out of the cabin one after another, crowded with the side boards, waving and shouting at us, and we waved back to them. I stood outside the wheelhouse and looked at the carefree and cheerful men and women with binoculars. A girl in a scarlet dress appeared in my field of vision. She was the most enthusiastic, smiling, jumping and waving, which attracted my attention for a long time until the passenger ship left far away.

The girl left such a vivid impression on me that she appeared on the dock the next day and I recognized her at a glance. I have a pistol and a watch. As she approached the docks of the rows of warships, she stopped and looked up at the seagulls flying on the masthead, fascinated. When she began to look at our warships carefully, she cried happily at the sight of the white ship number-she saw me.

"Uncle, I saw this warship yesterday." The girl cocked her head and said proudly.

"I know." I smiled at her.

"How do you know?"

"I see you, in the telescope."

The girl's eyes sparkled with excitement and her face was red. She revealed to me the secret of her heart:

She dreams of becoming a PLA soldier.

"Why?"

"How beautiful it is to wear a red collar badge and a red hat badge."

The girl's simple ideal deeply touched me. That summer was a beautiful day. The girl came to the dock to play every day, and the captain made an exception and approved her to board. The sailors liked her very much and showed her around our proud warship. I let her sit on the gun position of my Sanqi, buckled my heavy helmet on her, and told her that although the gun barrel was not thick, it fired continuously and the firepower was quite fierce. Several famous naval battles of our navy were all carried out with the March 7th Artillery as the main force, which produced many heroic gunners.

"So, uncle, if you meet the enemy, will you also become a war hero?"

"That's natural."

The logic of the girl and me is simple and reasonable.

One night, the girl ate on our boat and crossed the levee to go home to the highway. Suddenly, the sea breeze blew hard and the waves were rough. The roaring waves crossed the breakwater and flooded the highway. At one time, hundreds of meters of water flowed along the breakwater, and foam splashed everywhere. This is very common in the harbor, but the girl was frightened by the rough waves and dared not wade. We saw her lonely and trembling figure in the distant ship. The captain said to me, "Hey, go and help her." I ran to the levee, rushed into the water and shouted, "Come with me!" " "The girl smiled, imitated my fearless posture and bravely stepped into the water. We ran fast on the rough road. When I was walking on the dry road, the girl looked at me like a god. I was really distinguished: the blue and white shawl was rolled up by the wind, lining the heroic face, and seagulls danced up and down beside me. I'm afraid this image is a bit unforgettable. ...

Later, when the summer vacation was over, the girl sobbed and went back to the south. Soon came a letter full of childlike memories. I wrote back to her, encouraging her to study hard and prepare to join us in the future. Our correspondence once gave her great pleasure. She told me that because a sailor's uncle wrote to her, she was still highly respected in her class.

Five years have passed, and we haven't met again. We cruise, patrol and escort in the ocean day and night. One year, as we approached the city where she lived, we almost met. The situation suddenly changed and the counterattack against Vietnam broke out. We were ordered to change course, join a task force assembled at sea and sail for Beibu Gulf to deter the Vietnamese fleet. It is also the last shining light at the end of my eight-year life at sea. I expected to build meritorious service, but we didn't fight. Back to the base, our ship is near the dock. Soon, a group of graduates from the naval academy with modern and comprehensive training took over the positions of the old officers who climbed up from sailors. We veterans have also been replaced by younger and more educated recruits. I was demobilized.

Back home in Beijing, I took off my tight military uniform and put on my slack clothes. I am almost at a loss. Walking in the street, seeing the ever-changing urban construction and the increasingly bustling traffic crowd, I have a sense of dizziness that life is rushing forward. I went to see some classmates. Some of them went to college, some became the backbone of the work unit, and a female classmate who once made me good became someone else's wife. In other words, they all have their own correct life trajectory, and they are all working hard, firm and optimistic. At that time, we were sent to the army as the best young people, but now we are the latecomers of life. At the age of twenty-five, we, like a middle school student of seventeen or eighteen, are struggling to get into the society. The knowledge, skills and accumulated experience gained in the army are useless at present. I went to the "resettlement office" and looked at the jobs provided by the state: skilled workers in factories, shop assistants and bus conductors. We sailors, artillery, tank soldiers, signal soldiers and infantry of all arms are all at a loss in the face of new occupations. Some people really can't adapt to their sudden identity, so they go to the Armed Police Recruitment Registration Office to get the registration form. Several of my comrades-in-arms also joined the armed police. They advised me to go, but I disagreed. What if I can't do it anymore? Do you want to start over? I want to choose a lifelong career and don't want to change. It is difficult for me to adapt to the new environment. It's always been difficult. I was too focused on the first career that occupied my heart. Once lost, like a bird with a broken wing, it falls from a height and a free position.

I don't know what to do, and there is no one to discuss it. My parents care about me, but I can't snuggle up to them and talk and weigh my waist like I did when I was a child. They haven't changed. I don't want to. Although my appearance has not changed much, eight years of storms have given me a hard heart, and I want to be a person who takes care of myself. I really couldn't stand the idle days of eating and sleeping, so I traveled around with a sum of money given by the army when I was demobilized. I climbed mountains and faced the water everywhere and kept walking south. When I arrived in the southernmost metropolis, I was exhausted, cash-strapped and fed up with loneliness.

Wang Mei is at Jinyun Civil Airport in this city. Her last letter told me that she graduated from high school and became a stewardess.

two

I didn't recognize her. I didn't recognize her until she came to me.

I called the crew in the waiting room, and her colleague told me that she would fly to Beijing and come back at three o'clock in the afternoon. And asked me if I was her father or her brother-in-law, but I said neither. Put the phone down, I picked up the seat with a wide view on the second floor, smoked and looked at all kinds of people in the waiting room downstairs and planes taxiing and taking off on the tarmac outside the glass wall; Look at those silver planes, like a spear, piercing the blue sky. The terminal building is tall and bright, and the sun is shining outside the window. When a light stewardess came to me through the crowd with a clear high-altitude breath, although I stared intently, I only saw the sunshine overflowing her beautiful face; Seeing her dazzling sky-blue uniform-I hardly saw anything.

"You don't know me?"

"I really don't know, but I know it's you."

"Then am I ugly or beautiful?"

"Don't make me praise you."

She sat down next to me. I still stared at her, and she stared at me.

"I didn't become a navy as you hoped."

"Nothing." I said, "Look, I'm not myself."

"Really, I recognized your face at a glance, but I still hesitated. I can't imagine you without a sailor suit. This is the case! "

"I can't imagine it either, so I often look in the mirror."

"Let's go."

"Why?"

"I will settle you down, and then ... I will find you."

"Did you have a good talk?"

"Well, this place is too noisy and conspicuous."

"You mean some deserted place, some quiet place?"

"hmm."

We both stood up, but I kept looking at her.

"Why do you always look at me?"

"I don't know if there is any mistake."

Really, I can't believe it. She has grown up, and I have no elders.

Wang Mei took me to the guest room, gave me food and drinks, and then took a comfortable hot bath. I ate a big plate of barbecue and cabbage for dinner, and then I stuffed bananas straight down my throat before I stopped. I feel like a young master.

"I tell you, I really want to eat into a big fat man."

Talking about it after dinner is actually a veritable nonsense. Wang Mei, with a female companion named Zhang Xin, smiled and didn't talk, and frequently secretly looked at me. They sat opposite me arm in arm and smiled at each other from time to time. I don't know what Wang Mei's motive is, whether to hide her eyes and ears or to leave her good friend alone in the dormitory. or ...

She really spoiled my fun by asking about other things on our boat. I told her they were all demobilized. I don't want to talk about the past Only those who walk at the end of the road will love the past. There's nothing to say without talking about the past. They left and politely told me to go to bed early. I decided to go home tomorrow in a fit of pique. Unexpectedly, Wang Mei looked back and said something to me, which I didn't have the courage to say in front of Zhang Xin.

"When I visited your ship, I had one of my greatest wishes. Guess what it is? "

"Become a boy."

"Still be my girl, but as old as you."

"This can't be done." I smiled and said, "When you grow up, so do I."

"No, you won't grow up."

I changed my mind. Stay.

three

I haven't had a chance to talk to Wang Mei alone for some time. During the day, she flew to all parts of the motherland, sending pregnant foreigners and solemn compatriots back and forth. In the evening, she brings people, sometimes one or two, sometimes three or five. Once, I asked her if the security was not good along the way and she needed company. She refused. Then I don't understand. She said that all her colleagues are lovely girls and I really want to know them, but doesn't she know that I am eager to talk to her alone? Or he's just playing dumb. She seems a little guilty. Every time she comes, she brings many fresh fruits from all over the world: jackfruit from Hainan, oranges from Chengdu, cantaloupes from Xinjiang and apples from Dalian. I'm still unhappy when I eat. Did things turn upside down and I became a child? I wander in this rapidly prosperous city, just like a lonely soul without a companion in the wild. Once I turned around by bus and almost reached the naval pier in the suburbs. I wiped my head and ran back in a panic. I don't want to see those warships painted blue again. I will stare at other people's clothes like an idiot and make jokes for young people who have just put on military uniforms.

The typhoon came unexpectedly, uprooting trees, overturning houses and closing the airport for navigation. When Wang Mei came, my spirit did it one brace up-she was alone. Wearing a fruity green dress is clean and cool.

What? Mr. and Mrs. Green don't talk. Mr. Green told Mrs. Green to call him at six in the morning with a note, but he woke up at eight. Mrs. Green wrote "Hi, get up" on the paper. Mr. Robert has a rose garden. When a naughty boy tried to sell him roses for a shilling, he refused to buy them, saying that he had plenty. Naughty said, "No, you didn't. I have all your roses. " ..... I protested that I didn't know a foreign language at all, and Wang Mei said that she repeated it in Chinese, which doubled the time wasted. I had to take turns telling her some vulgar stories circulated among sailors, and I felt listless myself.

"Don't be angry with me." Wang Mei said, "I am ambivalent."

She told me that I realized that she was browsing me. She doesn't care what her family thinks, but she is afraid that her friends will criticize her and her good friends won't agree, so there is a clear gap. After Zhang Xin left that day, she had a conversation:

"I am very satisfied."

"Are you satisfied?" Wang Mei was surprised.

"I mean, I'm content to be your friend."

Another Liu Wei, who chatted happily with me, insisted:

"He will dump you in the future."

I don't know why she asserted so. I didn't seem to reveal anything to her, but when I mentioned that the armed police were more relaxed, she asked me if I knew martial arts, and I casually said "six".

After Wang Mei left, I suddenly felt humiliated. I am not Hony's son. Even my cousin dared to chase me desperately, which is actually a good story. It is simply a mockery of the relevant provisions of China's marriage law. From tomorrow on, I'd better restore my true colors and be a respected and slightly admired big brother (my uncle can't do it anyway).

The next day, thunderstorms continued. Wang Mei came again, alone again, with beads of rain hanging from his temples and his straight legs wet. The gentleman on my back fainted. Time will not go back, and our relationship will not go backwards. Oh, my God! I should see that nothing can stop it from developing rapidly.

"I tell you, you don't hint. If you don't make it clear and write it in black and white, I will never be tempted. "

Then it became an unsolved case. As soon as I mentioned this, Ah Mei said generously, "Even if I chase you, I can't do it." The implication is that I chased her, but my consciousness is very low, I don't admit it. I often have to mutter to myself, "Anyway, I feel like I was hit by a sugar bullet." In short, what happened suddenly is unclear and there is no reason to say it.

"Do you know what my greatest wish is now?"

"What?"

"Before I die, the last thing I saw was you."

"Little fool, at that time I was old, too old to look like. At that time, maybe you want to see the children. "

"no,no."