The original text of "Hui'an Pavilion" in "Old Things in the South of the City"

The original text is as follows:

The sun shines through the large glass window, shining on the large white paper wall, on the three-drawer table, and on my little bed. I woke up and was still lying on the bed, watching the many tiny dust particles flying in the sunlight. Song's mother came over to dust the window sill and the table. As the feather duster danced, the dust in the sunlight increased and danced more lively. I quickly pulled up the quilt and covered my face, fearing that the dust would choke me and make me cough.

It was Song’s mother’s turn to dust my crib with her feather duster. She dusted all the edges and corners of the crib. The handle of the duster hit the bed rail and made a rattling sound. I wanted to scold her, but She spoke first:

“I haven’t slept enough yet!” As she said that, she opened up my quilt, and my whole body in my fleece jacket pants was exposed, and she immediately slapped me. Made two sneezes. She forced me to get up and dress me. The printed twill cotton jackets and cotton trousers are all newly made. The cotton trousers legs are ridiculous. If you can put them upright, you know that the cotton is thick enough.

My mother was sitting by the stove combing her hair. She leaned forward and had a bunch of hair running down the back of her neck. She was combing it with a comb. There was a bottle of rose-colored hair oil on the stove. The weather is cold and the oil has condensed, so it has to be melted on the stove before wiping.

It is very bright outside the window, and there are a few birds that are not afraid of the cold falling on the dry branches. I am thinking, when will the trees be full of leaves? This is our first winter in Beijing.

My mother can’t speak Beijing dialect well. She is telling Song’s mother what vegetables to buy today. Mom would not say, "Buy a pound of pork, don't be too fat." She said, "Buy a pound of pork, don't be too fat."

Song's mother finished combing her hair and used her oily hands to apply I also had two braids on my hair. I saw Mother Song was about to go out with the basket, so I quickly called her out:

"Mother Song, I'll go shopping with you."

Mother Song said: "Are you not afraid of Hui?" A lunatic from Nanguan?"

Song's mother is from Shunyi County, and she can't speak Beijing dialect well. She said it was "Huinan Guan", her mother said it was "Huiwa Guan", and her father said it was "Hui Nan Guan". "Fei'an Pavilion", I followed the children in the alley and said "Hui'an Pavilion". I don't know which one is correct.

Why should I be afraid of the lunatics in Hui’an Pavilion? She was smiling at me yesterday! Her smile was so interesting. If my mother hadn't held my hand tightly, I would have walked over to see her and talk to her.

Hui'an Guan is at the very front of our alley. Up the three stone steps, you will find two large black doors recessed with a plaque across the door. When I passed by, my father taught me to read: "Flying" Anhui Hall". Dad said that the people living there were all students from the place called "Fei'an". Like my uncle, they were studying in the university.

"Also at Peking University?" I asked my father.

“There are many universities in Beijing, including Tsinghua University! Yenching University!”

“Can you go to the Fei’an Hui’an Museum to play with the uncles? "Play?"

"Do it! Do it!" I know that no matter what I ask for, Dad will always refuse me with this Hakka saying. I think one day I will go up those three stairs and walk into that dark door.

I have seen the madman in Hui'an Pavilion several times. Every time she stood at the door, Song Ma or Ma would quickly squeeze my hand and say softly: "Madman!" We would wipe the wall. As I walked past, if I wanted to look back, they would pull my arm hard to stop me. In fact, that lunatic is just a big girl with a big braid of pitch pine, just like the girl from the Zhang family and the Li family! She always stood leaning against the door wall, watching the people passing by.

Yesterday, I followed my mother to the Fo Zhaolou in Luoma City to buy things. My mother went to buy duck egg powder for face wiping. As for me, I just like to eat the Bazhen plums there. We came back from Luomashi Street, passed through Weiran Hutong and Xicaochang, and arrived at Jingwozi in Chunshu Hutong. The alley diagonally opposite Jingwozi was the alley where we lived.

As soon as I entered the alley, I saw the lunatic from Hui'an Pavilion. She was wearing a purple cotton-padded jacket, black velvet fur, a row of bangs on her head, and braids. It was a big red velvet rope. She was throwing the big braid forward, playing with the ends of the braid with both hands, and staring blankly at the old acacia tree in the yard opposite. There were a few crows on the dry branches, but there were no people in the alley.

Mom was lowering her head and mumbling. She must be calculating how much money she bought today so that she could settle the bill with her father who had nothing to worry about, so she walked over without paying attention. Gray Doll House". I followed my mother, looking at the madman all the time, and actually forgot to walk. At this time, the madman's eyes fell from the locust tree, and she happened to see me. She stared at me without moving, as if she was looking for something on my face. Her face was pale and blue, the tip of her nose was a little red, probably due to the cold wind, her chin was pointed, and her two thin lips were tightly closed.

Suddenly her lips moved, her eyes blinked twice, she was smiling, as if she wanted to speak, and she stretched out her braided hand toward me, beckoning me over. For some reason, I shivered greatly all over, and then I followed her wave and smile and started to walk towards her. But my mother turned around and suddenly pulled me:

"What's wrong, you?"

"Huh?" I was a little confused. Mom glanced at the madman and said:

"Why are you shivering? Are you afraid of drowning? Go home quickly!" My hand was dragged hard by my mother.

When I got home, I was still thinking about the madman’s appearance. Isn't her smile interesting? What would happen to her if I talked to her and said, "Yeah!" I thought blankly that I was too lazy to eat dinner, but it was because I had eaten too much Bazhenmei. But after dinner, my mother said to Song's mother:

"Yingzi must be scared." Then she made me a bowl of sugar water, told me to drink it, and ordered me to get under the covers and sleep.

At this time, I had my braids combed and I chased Mother Song to buy groceries. She walked in front and I followed behind. Her disgusting pair of big black cotton trousers were so thick, so fat, and the legs were tied. Someone told my mother that old ladies in Beijing are very good at stealing. When they steal rice, they put it into their trouser pockets along the waistband of their trousers, so that it just falls into the tied trouser legs and will not leak out. I was wondering if there was any white rice from my family in Mama Song’s fat trousers?

After passing the Hui'an Hall, I looked inside. The black door was wide open, and there was a briquette stove in the doorway. The crazy mother and father were cooking something by the stove. Everyone called the madman's father "Changban Laowang". Changban was the janitor of the guild hall. They lived in a room facing the street. Although Song's mother doesn't allow me to watch crazy people, I know that she also likes to watch crazy people and inquire about crazy people. She just doesn't allow me to listen and watch. Song's mother also looked into the Hui'an Pavilion at this time, and just as the crazy mother raised her head, she and Song's mother said at the same time, "Have you eaten? You!" Dad said that Beijingers have nothing to do all day long, no matter what time of day Whenever we meet, we always ask if we have eaten.

After exiting the alley and walking a few steps south, you will find Jingwozi. The ground here is full of water, with thin ice forming in some places. One-wheeled water trucks come and go. They twisted their buttocks to push the cart, and the cart made an ugly squeaking noise. It was so harsh that I wanted to plug my ears! There were two people in Jingwozi drawing water from the deep well. The water was poured into a large water tank. The person pushing the water collected the water in the large water tank and delivered it to each house. Next to the well lived a girl who was my friend and as tall as me. I stopped next to the well and said to Song Ma: "Song Ma, you go shopping, I'll wait for Niu'er."

Niu'er, The first time I saw her was in the oil and salt shop. That day, she carried two bowls with both hands and took a big one. She bought some sauce, some vinegar, and some onions. The waiter teased her and said, "Niu'er, I won't let you go until you sing a verse!" There were tears in my eyes, my hands were shaking, and I was about to spill my vinegar. I was annoyed beyond words, so I rushed to Niu'er's side, put my hands on their waists and asked them:

"Why?"

In this way, I met Niuer.

The girl has only one braid, which is yellow and short, like the tail of the puppy my mother bought for me at the Tutu Temple. The second time I saw Niu'er was when I was fetching water by the well.

She came over and stood beside me silently. We both smiled at each other, not knowing what to say. After a while, I couldn't help but touch her little yellow braid. She smiled at me again, pointed to the back, and said in a low voice:

"You live there In the alley?"

"Yeah." I said.

"Which door?"

I stretched out my fingers to count:

"One, two, three, four, fourth door Come to our house to play."

She shook her head and said, "There is a lunatic in your alley, and Mom won't let me go."

"What are you afraid of? She doesn't eat people." ."

She still smiled and shook her head.

When Niuer smiled, there would be two small whirlpools on the flesh on both sides of her nose under her eyes. It was very beautiful, but Song’s mother actually said to the shopkeeper of the oil and salt shop:

“This child He is handsome, but he is a bit thin. His eyes are too bright and always look like watery eyes. Look, there are two tear pits under his eyes."

I have an indescribable fondness for him. She, I like how gentle she is, unlike Song Ma who scolds me when I get anxious: "Jump again? Jump again? Little thunderstorm." That day, she stood with me by the well for a while, and then whispered: "I I have to go back, my dad is waiting for me to talk. See you tomorrow!"

I have met Niuer several times by the well, and whenever I see red cotton-padded jackets and trousers passing by, I was filled with joy, but today, I didn’t see her come out after waiting for a long time, and I was very disappointed. There was also a small bag of Bazhen plums hidden in the pocket of my fleece jacket for Niuer to eat. I touched it and found it was hot. The wrapping paper was torn and sticky. I had to be scolded by Song's mother when she was doing the laundry.

I felt very boring and walked home. I originally wanted to tell Niuer a good idea if I met her today. I walked through the Heng Hutong to my house and didn’t have to pass by the Hui’an Pavilion. There was no need to be afraid. Saw a madman.

I lowered my head and thought like this as I walked to the door of Hui'an Hall.

“Hey!”

I was shocked! It's the lunatic. Biting her lower lip, she looked at me with a smile. Her eyes were so bright, and when she smiled, there were two tear puddles under her eyes, just like Song Ma said! I want to see her clearly. I have wanted to see her clearly for a long time. I couldn't help but walk up the steps with her eyes in mind. The sun shines on her face, which is usually pale, but today it shines brightly. Her hand hidden in her short cotton-padded jacket stretched out to hold my hand. It was so warm and soft. I looked around the alley and saw no one walking by. It's strange. What I'm afraid of now is not the lunatic, but the lunatic. I'm afraid that people will see me holding hands with a lunatic.

"How old are you?" she asked me.

"Yes, six years old."

"Six years old!" She shouted in surprise, lowered her head, and suddenly lifted up my braid and looked at my neck, looking for What. "No." She murmured to herself, and then asked me:

"Have you seen our Xiao Guizi?"

"Xiao Guizi?" I didn't understand what she was talking about. .

At this time, the crazy mother came out from the gate, frowning and said anxiously: "Xiuzhen, don't scare that little girl!" Then she turned to me and said:

"Don't listen to her, she's talking nonsense! Go back! Your mother won't be worried when we turn back, um, do you hear me?" She said, raising her hand, telling me to go back.

I looked up at the madman and knew her name was Xiuzhen. She held my hand and shook it gently, not letting me go. Her smile increased my courage, and I said to the old man:

"No!"

"Xiaonan barbarian!" Xiuzhen's mother also laughed, lightly Pointing at my forehead gently, this must have been a curse word for me, just like the way my father often said to my mother in a contemptuous tone, "They are these northern ghosts"!

"It doesn't matter if you are playing here. Someone is looking for you. Don't rely on our girl to recruit you."

"I won't tell you!" Why do you need to tell me like this? ? I know what to say and what not to say. Mom made a gold bracelet and hid it in her little jewelry box. I would never tell Dad.

"Come!" Xiuzhen pulled me inside. I thought I was going to go to the deep courtyard inside to play with my college uncles, but it turned out that she took me Entered the concierge where they lived.

The room is not as bright as my home. The glass window is very small, and there is a large kang next to the window. There is a low table in the middle of the kang, with work and sewing boxes piled on it. Xiuzhen picked up an unfinished piece of clothing from the low table, compared it with me, and then happily said to her mother who walked in: "Mom, look, What I said, it's just right! Then open the collar." Then she found another rope and put it around my neck. I let her control it and just looked at the painting on the wall. A big, fat, white baby with no clothes on, holding a big ingot in his hand, was riding on a big red fish.

Xiuzhen turned to me and saw me raising my head. She also looked at the painting with my eyes, and said with all the meaning:

" You have to look at the kang to see how fat our little Guizi is. She was only eight months old at that time, riding a big goldfish around the house, playing without even eating, just like this..."

"Okay, okay! Don't be ashamed!" Xiuzhen was saying happily, and I was confused when I heard the shift leader Wang came in and glared at Xiuzhen impatiently. Xiuzhen ignored her father and pushed me to take off my shoes and get on the kang, get closer to the painting, and just said: "I didn't eat or wear clothes, so I ran out, always in a hurry to find something." Her father went, but she didn't listen to her many times. I told her to wait until I made a few more clothes for her to put on! This year's coat was finished first, and the buttons on the vest were just missing. It'll be fine soon after you open the collar. What's so urgent! It's really puzzling, what's going on..." She said nothing, lowering her head and thinking about that puzzling thing. Dazed. I think she is playing "playing house" with me, right? Didn't her mother say she was talking nonsense? If we want to play house, I have a set of gadgets, a small watch, a small abacus, and a small bell, all of which we can use to play with. So I said:

"It doesn't matter, I will give the watch to Xiao Guizi. If she has the watch, she will go home at a certain time." However, at this time, I remembered that my mother would send Mother Song to find me. , and then said, "I'm going home too."

When Xiuzhen heard that I was leaving, she stopped being dazed. As she followed me down the kang, she said, "That's good. Thank you in advance! When I saw Xiao Guizi calling her back, it was cold outside, so I told her that I wouldn’t scold her, so don’t be afraid.”

I nodded and promised her that there is such a Xiao Guizi, I am. Known.

As I walked, I thought, how interesting it is to play like this with Xiuzhen; pretending to have a little Guizi and making clothes for her. Why don't people allow their children to play with Xiuzhen? Do you still call her crazy? I thought about it and looked back. It turned out that Xiuzhen was leaning against the wall and looking at me! When I am happy, I will run and jump home.

Song’s mother was exchanging matches with an old woman, and there were wastebaskets, old leather shoes, and empty bottles piled under the eaves.

When I entered the room, I went to the cabinet in front of the small bed to find the watch. It's a small, round gold watch set with a few bright diamonds. The needle on it can no longer move. My mother said it needed to be repaired, but she kept it there. I like this watch very much and often wear it on my hand to play with. Got me. I was standing in front of the three-drawer table playing with it, and suddenly I heard what Song Ma was talking to the old lady outside the window. I listened carefully, and Song Ma said:

"What happened next?"

" "Later," the old woman who exchanged matches said, "the student has not come back since he left! He promised before leaving that he would go back to his hometown to sell his land, and he would come back and marry her in a month. Okay!" She’s been waiting for six years! What a stupid girl, I watched her go crazy...”

“What’s the matter?”

“ That’s right! When the student left, the girl’s mother didn’t know she was pregnant, but she rushed back to Haidian to give birth.”

“Yidi?” /p>

“It is their Hui’an righteous land. Hui’an people who died in Beijing were buried in their Hui’an righteous land.

It turns out that the Wang family was here to look after Yi Di's grave, and the girl's grandfather looked at it. Later, they asked the girl's father to work here as a long shifter. Who would have known that something like this happened. "

"Their family is related to Hui Nan. How far is Hui Nan from us? Why did you just leave and never look back? ”

“It’s far away! "

"What about the children who are born? "

"My child, as soon as I landed on the ground, I wrapped the parcel and delivered it to the foundation of Qihuamen City before dawn! Anyway, it was either eaten by wild dogs or picked up by others! "

"Is this girl crazy? ”

“No, it’s crazy to fight here!” Pity her parents for giving birth to such a girl in this life, alas! ”

The two of them were speechless at this point. I had already stood at the door of the house and listened. Song’s mother was counting several packages of red-headed matches, and the old woman was stuffing tattered paper into her big basket. It’s so stuffy! There’s mucus coming from my nose.

I’ll bring some wood shavings next time. Then you and Madman are from the same place? ”

“Dear dear! The third sister in my aunt's maternal uncle's house is considered crazy. Her second mother is still looking at the graves. Are they still wrong? "

Song's mother saw me at a glance and said:

"You are listening to something again. "

"I know who you are talking about. "I said.

"Who? ”

“Xiao Guizi’s mother. ”

“Xiao Guizi’s mother? "Song Ma laughed loudly, "Are you crazy too? Where did Xiao Guizi’s mother come from? "

I also laughed, I know who is Xiao Guizi's mother!

"Old Things in the South of the City" is a story about the life of the famous female writer Lin Haiyin from the age of six to thirteen. A collection of short stories based on the novel, first published in 1960.

This book is an autobiographical short story. It depicts the protagonist Xiao Yingzi in Beijing in the 1920s in a simple and innocent style. The childhood memories experienced by Chengnan show us the old Beijing in the eyes of a child, a period of life in Beijing at the beginning of the last century.

The work was adapted into a film of the same name in 1983, directed by Wu Yigong. /p>

About the author:

Lin Haiyin, formerly known as Lin Hanying, nicknamed Yingzi, was born in Osaka, Japan on March 18, 1918. He was originally from Toufen Town, Miaoli County, Taiwan. He returned with his parents at the age of 3. Taiwan, came to Beijing at the age of 5. In 1948, his family moved to Taiwan. In Taiwan, he still focused on running newspapers, magazines, writing, and publishing. He contacted a large number of people in the cultural circles in Taiwan and helped a large number of Taiwanese literary youths to publish many works of literature. A masterpiece. Known as the "Grandmother of Taiwanese Literature", she won the "Lifetime Achievement Award" in 1998.

Her parents were engaged in business in Japan and returned to Taiwan shortly after she was born. At that time, Taiwan was occupied by the Japanese Empire. Socialist occupation, her father was unwilling to live under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders, and moved his family to Peking. He studied at Changdian Primary School in the south of Beijing, Chunming Girls' Middle School, and Beijing Journalism College, and worked as an intern reporter for "World Daily" with the pen name He Fan. The writer Xia Chengying got married. In August 1948, she and her husband returned to their hometown of Taiwan with their three children and served as editors of the "Mandarin Daily". In 1953, he edited the supplement of the "United Daily News" and began literary and artistic creation. Editor of "Wenxing" magazine and teacher of World Journalism School. He founded "Pure Literature Magazine" in 1967 and later ran Pure Literature Publishing House. He is famous for his novel "Old Things in the South of the City" (1960), which is about Lin Haiyin's childhood life in Beijing. Five short stories have been adapted into movies.

Lin Haiyin's writing is rich. She has published 18 books of essays "Window" (cooperated with He Fan), "Two Places". Visiting the United States", "Yunchuang Night Reading", "Silhouette Talks about the Literary World", "Head of the Family", "Live by the Bookstore", a collection of prose novels "Holly Tree", a collection of short stories "Candle Heart", "Marriage Story", "Old Things in the South of the City" Green Algae and Salted Eggs", the novels "Spring Breeze", "Xiaoyun" and "Meng Zhu's Journey", the radio series "Weiwei's Weekly Diary", and "Lin Haiyin's Auto-Selected Collection", "Lin Haiyin's Fairy Tale Collection", the edited selection " "Modern Chinese Writers and Works"

In addition, there are many literary reviews and essays scattered in Taiwanese newspapers and periodicals.

Among them, "Secret Reading" was selected as the textbook for the fifth grade of the People's Education Press. Preface to Old Things in the South of the City: "Winter Sun·Childhood·Camel Team" was selected into the second volume of the textbook for the fifth grade of primary schools published by the People's Education Press. "Daddy's Flowers Have Fallen" was selected into the first volume textbook of the People's Education Press.

Lin Haiyin died in Taipei Revitalization Hospital on December 1, 2001 due to stroke, pneumonia, and sepsis at the age of 83. After that, Shen Jie, who played Yingzi in the movie "Old Things in the South" and had a close relationship with Lin Haiyin, went through the formalities to go to Taiwan the same day he received the news of Lin Haiyin's death; after arriving in Taipei, he went alone to Jinbaoshan where Lin Haiyin was buried. In the cemetery, give her a bouquet of flowers and say what is in your heart.