Lesson 3* Remembering Mr. Lu Xun /
(Excerpt) Xiao Hong
Mr. Lu Xun's laughter was clear and joyful
from his heart. If someone said something ridiculous, Mr. Lu Xun couldn't even
hold the cigarette roll with laughter, and often coughed with laughter. Mr. Lu Xun walked very lightly, especially
as others remember clearly, he just grabbed his hat and snapped it on his head,
and at the same time his left leg stretched out, as if desperately walking. As a guest at Mr. Lu Xun's house, he first came
to Hongkou from the French Concession, and it took almost an hour to take the
tram, so the number of times he came was relatively small. I remember once
talking about the middle of the night, and the tram was not available after
twelve, but I don't know what was said that day, and when I talked about a
paragraph, I looked at the round clock on the small long table next to it, it
was half past eleven, and at eleven forty-five, the tram was gone. "Anyway, it's twelve o'clock, and the
tram is not available, so take a little longer." Mr. Xu advised so. Mr. Lu Xun seemed to have listened to what
he said and aroused illusions, and he held up his ivory cigarette holder in
deep thought. After one o'clock, it was Mr. Xu who sent
me (and other friends) out, and it was raining lightly outside, and the lights
in the alley were completely extinguished, and Mr. Lu Xun told Mr. Xu to let
him go back in a car, and he must tell Mr. Xu to pay. In the future, I will also live in North
Sichuan Road, and I will come to the mainland new village every night after
dinner, and there will be almost no interruption on windy days, rainy days, and
almost no interruption. Mr. Lu Xun likes northern rice very much,
and he also likes to eat fried things and hard things, even when he is sick
later, he does not eat milk. The chicken soup was brought to the side and
scooped it with a spoon or two. One day I made an appointment to make
dumplings to eat, which was still living in the French Concession, so I brought
foreign sauerkraut and beef ground in a meat grinder, and I stood with Mr. Xu
at the square table at the back of the living room and wrapped it. The sea baby
boy was making a fuss, and after a while he took it into a round cake, and he
said that he had made a boat and sent it to our eyes, and we did not look at
him, and turned around and he made another chicken. Mr. Xu and I did not look
at him, trying to avoid praising him, and if they did, they were afraid that he
would do more vigorously.
It was dark before dusk at the back of the
living room, and I felt a slight chill on my back, knowing that there were not
enough clothes, but for the sake of busyness, I didn't add clothes. When the
dumplings were finished wrapped and saw that the amount was not much, I
realized that Mr. Xu had talked too much and missed work. How Mr. Xu left home,
how he went to Tianjin to study, and how he became a tutor when he was studying
at the Women's Teachers University. The description of her going to the tutor
test is very interesting, only one is taken, but after dozens of exams, it is
difficult for her to be elected. Expect to make up for the tuition a little,
winter is coming, Beiping is cold, that family is far from the school, in
addition to the car money every month, if you have a cold and flu, you have to
take out the money to buy aspirin yourself, and the monthly salary of ten yuan
must run from the west city to the east city... The dumplings were cooked, and as soon as I
went up the stairs, I heard the laughter of Mr. Lu Xun upstairs rushing down the
stairs, and it turned out that a few friends were talking lively upstairs. It
was a good day to eat. Later, we made leek zygotes and lotus leaf
cakes, and I proposed that Mr. Lu Xun must approve of it, and I didn't do it
well, but Lu Xun still held up chopsticks on the table and asked Mr. Xu:
"How many more can I eat?" ” Because Mr. Lu Xun's stomach is not good,
he must take one or two pills of "Spleen Self-Beauty" after every
meal. One afternoon, Mr. Lu Xun was proofreading
Qu Qiubai's "The Forest of the Sea", and as soon as I entered the
bedroom, I turned from the round swivel chair, faced me, and stood up slightly. "Long time no see, long time no
see." He said while nodding to me. Didn't I just come? How could it have been
a long time since I saw it? It was the time I came in the morning, Mr. Zhou
forgot, but I also come every day... How have you forgotten everything? Mr. Zhou turned around and sat on the
recliner before laughing to himself, he was joking. During the rainy season, there were few
sunny days, and as soon as it cleared one morning, I was very happy, so I went
to Mr. Lu Xun's house and ran upstairs still panting. Mr. Lu Xun said: "Here it comes!" I said,
"Here it comes! ” I gasped and couldn't even drink the tea. Mr. Lu Xun asked me: "Is there something going on?" I said, "It's sunny, the sun is
out." ” Mr. Xu and Mr. Lu Xun both smiled, a
brand-new smile for breaking through the melancholy state of mind. Young people write letters too sloppily,
and Mr. Lu Xun hates them deeply. "It doesn't have to be well-written,
but it has to be recognizable, and young people are too busy now... He quickly
finished writing things indiscriminately, others read it three times and five
times and couldn't understand it, he didn't care how much work it took. Anyway,
this effort is not his. This is not very good. ” But he still read every letter from a young
man from a different corner, and when his eyes were not good, he put on his
glasses and looked at it, often seeing the deep hours of the night. Mr. Lu Xun's original manuscript, I used
fried fritters at a fried fritters on Ladu Road, and I got one that was the
original manuscript of "Dead Souls", and I wrote to Mr. Lu Xun. Mr.
Lu Xun did not think it was surprised, but Mr. Xu was very angry. The proofs of Mr. Lu Xun's books are used
to pick the table or do something. Guests were invited to eat at home, and
halfway through the meal, Mr. Lu Xun turned around and took the proofs to share
with everyone. The guest receives a look in his hand, how can this be? Mr. Lu
Xun said: "Wipe it, take the chicken and eat,
the hands are greasy." Go to the bathroom, there is also proof
paper there. Mr. Xu was busy from morning to evening,
accompanying the guests downstairs, while still tying yarn in his hand.
Otherwise, while talking, he stood up and plucked the dried leaves from the
flowers in the pot with his hands. Every time Mr. Xu sends a guest, he must
send it to the door downstairs, open the door for the guest, and then gently
close the door and come upstairs. Guests also go to the street to buy fish or
chickens, and when they buy them, they have to go to work in the kitchen. Mr. Lu Xun wanted to send a letter
temporarily, so Mr. Xu had to change his leather shoes and go to the post
office or the letterbox next to the mainland new village. On rainy days, Mr. Xu
raised his umbrella. Mr. Xu is busy, Mr. Xu's smile is pleasant,
but some of his hair is white. Go to the movie at night, there is only one
car in the car room on Scotta Road, Mr. Lu Xun must not sit, he must let us
sit. Mr. Xu, Mrs. Zhou Jianren... Sea baby, Mr. Zhou Jianren's three sons. We
got in the car. Mr. Lu Xun and Mr. Zhou Jianren, and one or
two other friends were behind. After watching the movie, he only called a
car, and Mr. Lu Xun must not sit, so Mr. Zhou Jianren's whole family sat and
left first. Mr. Lu Xun walked next to the sea baby,
crossed the bridge of Suzhou Creek and went to wait for the tram. After waiting
for twenty or thirty minutes before the tram came, Mr. Lu Xun sat on the stone
fence by the bridge against the iron railing along the Suzhou River, took out a
cigarette, loaded it with a cigarette holder, and smoked leisurely. The sea baby ran back and forth restlessly,
and Mr. Lu Xun beckoned him to sit down side by side with him. Mr. Lu Xun sat there, like a quiet old man
in the countryside. Mr. Lu Xun's rest, did not listen to the
gramophone, did not go out for a walk, did not fall into bed to sleep, Mr. Lu
Xun himself said: "Sitting in a chair and flipping
through a book is resting." Mr. Lu Xun accompanies the guests from two
or three o'clock in the afternoon, accompanies until five o'clock, accompanies
until six o'clock, if the guests eat at home, they must drink tea together
after eating, or they have just finished eating tea and left, or they have not
left and come again, so they accompany them again, accompany them until eight
o'clock, ten o'clock, and often accompany them until twelve o'clock. From two
or three o'clock in the afternoon until twelve o'clock at night, Mr. Lu Xun sat
on the rattan recliner and smoked constantly. As soon as the guest left, it was already
the second half of the night, and it was already time to sleep, but Mr. Lu Xun
was about to start work. Before work, he closed his eyes a little,
lit a cigarette, and lay on the edge of the bed, this cigarette was not
finished, Mr. Xu almost fell asleep in the bed. (Why does Mr. Xu sleep so
fast?) Because the next morning at six or seven o'clock to manage the
housework. The sea baby fell asleep with the nanny on the third floor. The whole building fell silent, and there
was no sound outside the window, so Mr. Lu Xun stood up, sat down at the desk,
and began to write articles under the green lamp. When Mr. Xu said that the
rooster was crowing, Mr. Lu Xun was still sitting, and the car on the street
beeped, but Mr. Lu Xun was still sitting. Sometimes Mr. Xu woke up and looked at the
glass window of Bai Sasa's, the lights did not seem to be very bright, and Mr.
Lu Xun's back was not as dark as it was at night. Mr. Lu Xun's back was gray-black, and he
was still sitting there. Everyone got up, and Mr. Lu Xun went to
sleep. The sea baby came down from the third
floor, carrying a school bag, and the nanny sent him to the school, passing by
Mr. Lu Xun's door, and the nanny always ordered him to say: "Go lighter, walk lighter." As soon as Mr. Lu Xun fell asleep, the sun
rose up, and the sun shone on the people in the courtyard, bright and bright,
shining on the oleanders in Mr. Lu Xun's garden, bright and bright. Mr. Lu Xun's desk was neatly organized, the
written articles were pressed under the book, and the brush stood on the back
of a small porcelain-burning turtle. A pair of slippers stopped under the bed,
and Mr. Lu Xun fell asleep on the pillow. The dish called from the Fujian restaurant
has a bowl of meatballs made of fish. As soon as the sea baby ate it, he said
that it was not fresh, Mr. Xu did not believe it, and no one else believed it.
Because some of the balls are fresh and some are not, others eat them in their
mouths without changing their taste. Mr. Xu gave the sea baby another one, and
when the sea baby ate it, it was not good, and he shouted again. No one else
paid attention, and Mr. Lu Xun took the sea baby dish to taste, and it was
really not fresh. Mr. Lu Xun said: "He said that it is not new, there
must be his reason, and it is not right to erase it without examining it." ............ Later, when I remembered this incident, I
talked to Mr. Xu in private, and Mr. Xu said: "Mr. Zhou's behavior is
really something we can't learn." Even a little thing. ” Mr. Lu Xun wrapped a paper package neatly,
often put the book to be sent, Mr. Lu Xun took Mr. Xu's hand and wrapped
himself, Mr. Xu originally wrapped how well, and Mr. Lu Xun had to do it
himself. Mr. Lu Xun wrapped the book and tied it
with a thin rope, the bag was square, not even a corner was allowed to be
crooked or flat, and then took scissors and cut the rope end of the bundle
neatly. It's that the paper on which this book is
wrapped is not new, it is all left behind from shopping on the street. Mr. Xu
came back from the street, opened the things he bought, folded the brown paper
wrapped in the things, and casually rolled up the small string. If there is a
pimple on the small string, untie it casually. Be ready to use it whenever you
want. "Mr. Lu Xun will have to rest,"
Dr. Sudo said. But Mr. Lu Xun not only did not rest from then on, but also
thought more in his mind, and everything he had to do seemed to be done
immediately, proofing the "Sea Above the Forest", printing the
painting of Kollwitz, translating the lower part of "Dead Souls",
just right, these all started together, and also calculated the thirty-year
collection (that is, Lu Xun's complete works). Mr. Lu Xun felt that his health was not
good, and he had no time to pay attention to his body, so he had to do more and
do it quickly. At that time, everyone did not understand the meaning, and they
all thought that Mr. Lu Xun did not take a break, and later read Mr. Lu Xun's
article "Death". Mr. Lu Xun knows that his health is not
done, there are no more years of work, it does not matter if he dies, as long
as he leaves more for mankind, Mr. Lu Xun is like this. Soon German and Japanese dictionaries were
laid out on the desk, and Gogol's "Dead Souls" began to be translated
again.
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