Pengcheng "The Tiger Painter in the Small Mud House" on a Snowy Night

The tiger painter in the small mud house

I have seen the nerd Ming He draw tigers when I was very young. At that time, he was already old and seemed to have no children. He lived alone in a mud house next to a wheat field. The house was very small, about less than ten square feet. The only visible wooden boards were the front and back doors. In order to save space, the back door was sealed. The nerd used the door panels as a nave board and pasted a self-drawn tiger on it. I can’t remember how good I was at painting now, I just remember that I admired this tiger painter very much. Several times, news came that Ming He had started painting tigers, so I squeezed to the front of the hut to watch. Unfortunately, the nerd was gently kicked away every time, and I never saw him in the process of painting. Yes, I admire him, but he doesn't admire me. Besides, he doesn't know that among so many snot-nosed farmers' sons, there is one who loves to draw and really admires him.

I still adore him. He was hunched over and wore the clothes of an ordinary old farmer. His old wife is still alive; the two kind-looking old people never talk to anyone, they are busy with daily life matters, and of course, painting tigers.

What I can still remember a little bit about the tiger on the back door is the tiger’s bloody mouth. That mouth shows undoubted power, and the closing of those teeth means the loss of life. . Some children always show fear and horror after seeing the tiger on the door. But I'm not afraid. I think the tiger's big mouth is very beautiful. The teeth, the shape of the mouth, the tongue, the tiger's whiskers, and the color all give me a sense of beauty and thought. I don't know where the old painter's paint came from. Anyway, I couldn't have any paint. All I was thinking about was how to carefully select the colorful Guanyin soil at the foot of the steep ditch by the lake. I can even feel a kind of kindness and generosity. Of course these are not from real tigers, but from people who draw tigers. The hair is all white, the beard is all white, and the teeth are still all white. Everything is very neat, very simple, and very warm.

Ming He is the son of the scholar Chang Lan. Chang Lan is recognized as a learned man in the village. He is not a sour scholar like Fan Jin. He also understands contemporary science and technology. For example, he understands algebra. (This is what my grandfather told me). Ming He had never been to a private school, and his only teacher was his father, a scholar from Changlan. But he became a nerd, and people within dozens of miles around knew what a nerd was.

Where to stay?

It is said that he has lived in a wealthy family since he was a child, but he does not know how blessed he is. The long-term worker made a joke about why Ming didn't eat pork liver. He said he refused to eat when meal time came because there were no dishes he liked. He also complained about his family members, saying that he ate several pieces of dead pig liver every day! Now that I think about it, this may not be true. Ming He has a vegetarian habit, and it is natural to be disgusted with eating too much animal offal. But Chang Gong was inconceivable by this habit. Pork liver was an unattainable delicacy for the poor farmers at that time. This person was so disgusted that he refused to use his chopsticks. He thought this man was stupid, so stupid that he couldn't get angry. Decades later, people in the countryside who criticized people who were ignorant of blessings even in the midst of blessings would even say: What do you think you know?

He was watching boats by the Pak Sha Tsui River. Several girls gathered to strike up a conversation, but Ming He was speechless. The girl splashed water and wet his white clothes. He blushed but remained speechless. He doesn't know that any girl likes him, and he doesn't know how to please a girl. I don’t know the more specific, gossipy facts. Come to think of it, his old wife is very ordinary and does not fit into the realm of words such as romance, romance, snow and moon.

He also said that he was in the countryside and was the district chief, but he didn’t understand farming. This is normal, but he made a joke. Once when he came home from the district, he saw the green wheat everywhere and marveled: No wonder farmers use leeks to make dumpling fillings, there are so many leeks!

One year, an underground communist from Hubei went to the firewood shed to carry out mobilization work, and was arrested by people from Qingxi Bay. Several young people were very excited, thinking that they could claim credit for the Communist Party. Undecided on the choice between executing the *** person or turning him over to the ***. So they thought of asking the nerd what he knew, because this nerd was never confused about anything.

The nerd drew the skinny arm painted with a tiger in the air twice leisurely, and whispered: Let it go. Everyone was shocked and dissatisfied. The nerd said: Things are changing, and ants don’t know. It means that a leek cannot capsize a sesame boat, and a little evil thought is enough to send you to hell. It is better to cultivate a good word if you are full of knowledge. Don't talk too much, don't talk... everyone is awake. The next day, Ming He sent someone to send the *** people across Sancha Port.

Later, the great climate between heaven and earth made his romantic story possible. He was expelled from the scholar's mansion with carved pillars and painted beams, and went to the mud house that was only ten square meters in size and surrounded by sunlight. . He is not alone, his wife is always with him. He didn't like to eat pork liver, so he grew up eating the gourds, luffa gourds, beans and sweet potato vines that the couple planted on the roadside and in the corner of the field. They probably liked that mud house very much. It was next to the wheat field. When the wheat was not being threshed, primary school students would come to do gymnastics all day long. There would be constant laughter. The naughty boys would go crazy and sing "Liberated Areas" at the top of their lungs. The sky is bright," and they also sang "Tall buildings rising from the ground." A more naughty person like me gathered at the door of the mud house with snot in my eyes, and secretly peeked in. In fact, I didn't want to spy on the people in the house, I just wanted to Look at how the tiger is drawn on the door panel.

That person may not be named Ming He. Maybe he was named Ming He because he was short of water during his birthday. Or maybe he is called Ming He in a more elegant way. He may even be Ming Jia. It's true, it's his ranking.

Later, a famous Chinese painter named Liu Quan came out of Duchang County.

Liu Quan is very knowledgeable. Upon closer examination, it turned out that he was from a famous family, and his grandfather Changlan was a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty who knew new things. My father is the master of tiger painting—let’s just say He.