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

The sun shines through the big glass window, on the white paper wall, on the three-drawer table and on my little bed. I woke up, still lying in bed, watching many tiny dust flying in the sun. Ma Song came to dust the windowsill and the table. With the dance of feather duster, the dust in the sun increased and the dance became more lively. I quickly pulled up the quilt to cover my face for fear that the dust would make me cough.

Ma Song's feather duster started dusting my crib. She painted all the corners of the crib. The duster rattled against the railing of the bed. I wanted to scold her, but she spoke first:

"I haven't slept enough!" After that, she lifted my quilt, and my whole body in velvet coat and trousers was exposed. I immediately sneezed twice. She forced me to get up and dress me. The cotton-padded jacket and trousers printed with twill are all newly made. What a ridiculous cotton trousers tube. You can put it upright and you will know that the cotton is thick enough.

Mother is sitting by the fire combing her hair, bending over, and a handful of hair comes out from the back of her neck. She used a grate. There is a bottle of rose hair oil on the stove. It was cold and the oil solidified, so she had to put it on the stove to melt it.

It is very bright outside the window, and several birds are not afraid of the cold on the dry and bald branches. I wonder, when will this tree be full of leaves? This is our first winter in Beijing.

Mom still can't speak Beijing dialect well. She is telling Ma Song what to buy today. Mom won't say, "buy a catty of pork, not too fat." She said: "just buy a catty and rent a catty, not too expensive."

Ma Song combed her hair, put her greasy hands on my hair, and gave me two braids. I saw Ma Song carrying a basket to go out, hurriedly stopped her:

"Ma Song, I will go shopping with you."

Ma Song said, "Aren't you afraid of the madman in Huinan Pavilion?"

Ma Song is from Shunyi, and he can't speak Beijing dialect well. She said "Hui Nanguan", my mother said "Huiwaguan", my father said "Fei An Guan", and I followed the children in the alley to say "Hui An Guan". I don't know which one is right.

Why should I be afraid of the madman in Huian Pavilion? She smiled at me yesterday! Her smile is really interesting. If my mother hadn't held my hand tightly, I would have gone to see her and talked to her.

Hui 'an Pavilion is in front of our hutong, with three stone steps, that is, two big black doors are recessed, and there is a plaque opposite the doors. When passing by, my father taught me to read: Fei An Ting. Dad said that all the people who live in it are fat people, studying in the university like uncles.

"Still at Peking University?" I asked dad.

"There are many universities in Beijing, and Tsinghua! Yenching university! "

"Can you go to Fei 'an, Hui 'an Pavilion and play with your uncles?"

"Do hoo! Do it! " I know that no matter what I ask, my father will refuse me in this Hakka dialect. I think one day I will climb those three steps and walk into that dark door.

I've seen crazy people in Huian Pavilion several times. Every time I stand at the door, or the horse will quickly squeeze my hand and gently say, "crazy!" " "We walked over the wall, and if I wanted to turn back, they took my arm to stop me. In fact, that madman is just a big girl of pine and cypress in big braid, like the big girl of the Li family in JiaHe Zhang! She always stands against the door wall and watches people pass by.

Yesterday, my mother and I went shopping at Fozhao Building in Mule City. My mother went to buy duck egg powder to wipe my face. As for me, I just like to eat the eight treasures there. We came back from Romanesque Street, crossed Wei Ran Hutong and Xicaochang, and arrived at Jingwozi in Chunshu Hutong, which is diagonally opposite to the Hutong where we live.

As soon as I entered the hutong, I saw the madman in Huian Pavilion. She wore a crimson cotton-padded jacket, a black velvet hair nest, a row of Liu Haier on her head, and a red velvet rope tied to her braid. She threw big braid to the front, toyed with her braids, and waited for a while to look at the old acacia in the opposite yard. There are some crows on the branches, but there are few people in the alley.

Mother bowed her head and recited the scriptures. She must be calculating how much she bought today so that she can reimburse her father who has no attachments, so her mother came to the "grey baby house" carelessly. I followed my mother and watched the madman all the time, but forgot to walk. At this time, the madman's eyes fell from the locust tree and just saw me. She stared at me as if looking for something on my face. Her face is bluish and white, her nose is a little red, and she is probably frozen by the cold wind. Her pointed chin and two thin lips are closed.

Suddenly, her lips moved, her eyes blinked twice and she smiled as if to speak. Her braided hand also reached out to me and motioned for me to go over. Somehow, I got a big chill all over, and then I walked to her with her wave and smile. But my mother turned around and suddenly gave me a hand:

"What's the matter, you?"

"Huh?" I'm a little confused. Mom looked at the madman and said:

"Why are you trembling? Are you afraid of drowning? Hurry home! " My hand was pulled by my mother.

At home, I still miss being crazy. Isn't her smile funny? If I talk to her, I will say, "Hmm!" What will happen to her? I want to wait a little longer. I'm too lazy to eat dinner. This is also because Babel may have eaten too much. But after dinner, my mother said to Ma Song:

"Eiko must be scared." Then he made me a bowl of white sugar water, told me to drink it and ordered me to go to bed.

At this time, I combed my braids and chased Ma Song to buy food. She walked in front and I followed. Her disgusting big black cotton trousers are so thick and fat that they are tied. Mother heard that the old lady in Beijing is good at stealing. When they steal rice, they all stuff it into their trouser pockets one by one along their waists, and it just falls into the tied trouser leg tube and won't leak out. I wonder if there is my white rice in Ma Song's fat pants.

After Huian Pavilion, I looked inside. The dark door was wide open, and there was a briquette stove at the door. The crazy parents are cooking by the stove. Everyone calls the madman's father "Lao Wang Chang Ban". Nagasaka is the gatekeeper of the guild hall. They live in a room facing the street. Although Ma Song doesn't allow me to watch Crazy People, I know she loves watching Crazy People and asking about Crazy People, but she just doesn't allow me to listen to myself. Ma Song also looked into Huian Pavilion at this moment. As the mother of the madman looked up, she and Ma Song said at the same time, "Have you eaten? You! " Dad said that Beijingers are idle all day, so whenever they meet, they should ask if they have eaten.

Take a few steps south from the alley mouth, and you will find the well nest. Water is everywhere, and thin ice forms in some places. One cart came and the other passed, and they twisted their hips to push the cart. The car squeaked and squeaked, so harsh that I wanted to plug my ears! There are two people in the well, who are drawing water from a deep well. When the water rises, it falls into a big sink. The water delivery man picked up the water in the big sink and sent it to each house. There lives a girl as tall as my friend next to Jingwozi. I stopped beside the well snap and said to Ma Song:

"Ma Song, you go shopping and I'll wait for the girl."

Girl, the first time I met her was in the oil and salt shop. That day, she held two bowls in her hands, took a big one and bought sauce, vinegar and onions. The waiter quipped, "Girl, sing for a while before you go!" " "The girl had tears in her eyes, her hands were shaking, and vinegar spilled all over the floor. I couldn't say how angry I was. I jumped to the girl's side and asked them:

"Why?"

In this way, I met the girl.

The girl has only one braid, which is yellow and short, just like the puppy tail my mother bought me at the Earth Temple. The second time I saw the girl, I was watching the water draw by the well. She came and stood beside me silently. We both smiled at each other and didn't know what to say. Wait a minute, I can't help touching her little yellow braid. She smiled at me again, pointed to the back and whispered:

"Do you live in that alley?"

"hmm." I said.

"Which door?"

I reached out my finger and calculated:

"One, two, three, four, the fourth door. Come and play in our house. "

She shook her head and said, "Your hutongs are all crazy, and my mother won't let me go."

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

She still smiled and shook her head.

When the girl laughs, there will be two small whirlpools on both sides of the meat nose under her eyes, which is very nice, but Ma Song actually told the owner of the oil and salt shop:

"The child is very handsome, but he is a little thin, his eyes are too bright, and he always looks like water. Look, there are two tears under his eyes. "

I can't tell you how much I like her in my heart. I like her gentleness, unlike Ma Song who scolded me when I was in a hurry: "Jump again?" Dance again? A small thunderstorm "That day, she and I stood by the well for a while, and then whispered," I'm going back. Dad is waiting for me to hang up. "See you tomorrow!"

I have seen this girl several times by the well. As long as I see the red cotton-padded jacket and trousers passing by, I am filled with joy. But today, I haven't seen her out for a long time, and I'm disappointed. I still have a small bag of eight precious plums hidden in my velvet coat pocket, which is for girls. I feel it. It's hot. The wrapped paper is torn and sticky. I had to be scolded by Ma Song when she was washing clothes.

I feel bored. I walked home. I thought that if I saw that girl today, I would tell her a good idea. Cross Heng Hutong to my house without going through Hui 'an Pavilion, and don't be afraid to meet a madman.

I bowed my head and thought so, and walked to the door of Huian Pavilion.

"hey!"

You scared me! That's right. Crazy. Bite your lower lip and look at me with a smile. Her eyes were so bright that she smiled. Mom said just now that there are two tear pits under her eyes! I want to see her clearly, how long ago I wanted to see her clearly. I can't help walking up the steps in her eyes. The sun shines on her face, often pale, but it shines brightly today. Her hand in a short cotton-padded jacket reached out and took mine, so warm and soft. I looked at the alley, but no one passed by. It's strange that I'm not afraid of crazy people now, and I'm afraid others will see me holding hands with crazy people.

"How old are you?" She asked me.

"Well, six years old."

"Six years old!" She let out a cry of surprise, lowered her head, suddenly lifted my braid and looked at my neck, looking for something. "No."She muttered, and then asked me:

"Have you seen our little cassia?"

"Small laurel?" I don't understand what she is saying.

At this time, the mother of the madman at the gate came out, frowning and anxiously saying, "Xiuzhen, don't scare the little girl!" " "Turned to me again and said:

"Don't listen to her, nonsense! Go home! Your mother is not at ease as soon as you turn around, huh? " As she spoke, she praised me with her hand and told me to go back.

I looked up at the madman and knew her name was Xiuzhen. She took my hand and shook it gently, but refused to let me go. Her smile increased my courage. I said to the old man:

"no!"

"Little Nanmanzi!" Show Jane's mother also smiled, gently pointing to my forehead. This must be a curse, just like my father often says to his mother in a contemptuous tone, "They are the North Ghost"!

"It doesn't matter if you play here. Your family is looking for someone, so don't blame our girl for recruiting you. "

"I won't say it!" Why are you telling me this? I know what to say and what not to say. Mother made a gold bracelet and hid it in her small jewelry box. I never told my father.

"Come on!" Xiuzhen took me inside. I thought I was going to the deep courtyard inside to find my uncles who went to college. It turned out that she took me into the concierge where they lived.

The room is not as bright as my home. The glass window is very small. There is a big kang by the window, and there is a low table in the middle of the kang, with work and sewing boxes piled on it. Show Jane picked up an unfinished dress from the low table, looked at me from left to right, and then happily said to her mother who came in:

"Mom, you see, what did I say, just right! Then open the collar. " With that, she found another rope to put around my neck. I was at her mercy, just looking at the pictures on the wall. It was a big white fat doll with no clothes on, riding on a big red fish with a big gold ingot in his hand.

Show Jane turned to me and looked back at me. She also looked at the photos with my eyes, full of things.

"You look at the kang and see how fat our cinnamon is. Only eight months, riding a big goldfish around the house, didn't eat or play, good tao ... "

"Come on, come on! Don't be ashamed! " Show Jane said happily, I also listened in a daze. Lao Wang, a long class, came in, stared impatiently at Xiuzhen and said that she was. Show Jane ignored her father, pushing me to take off my shoes on the kang, close to the picture, or just said 1:

"Don't eat rice, don't wear clothes, just go out, always in a hurry to find her father, I said how many times I didn't listen, I said wait for me to make more clothes to wear! This year's jacket was made first, but the vest was only sewn with buttons. This cotton-padded jacket will be fine as soon as it is opened. What's the hurry! It's really puzzling, what happened ... "She stopped talking and kept thinking about that puzzling thing with her head down, unable to speak. I think she is playing house with me. Didn't her mother say she was talking nonsense? If I play house, I do have a set of things, such as a small watch, an abacus and a small bell, which can be used to play together. So I said:

"It doesn't matter. I want to give my watch to my son. When she has it, she will go home at some point. " However, then I remembered that my mother would send Ma Song to me, and then I said, "I'm going home, too."

Xiuzhen didn't become speechless when she heard that I was leaving. When she got off the kang with me, she said, "Great. Thanks in advance! When you see Xiao Guizi calling her back and it's cold outside, tell her I won't scold her. Don't be afraid. "

I nodded and promised her. There really seems to be such a small decision, I know.

As I walked, I thought, it's really interesting to play with Xiuzhen like this. Pretend to have a small cassia seed and make clothes for it. Why don't people allow their children to play with Xiuzhen? Still calling her crazy? I thought about it and looked back. It turns out that Xiuzhen is still leaning against the wall to see me! As soon as I am happy, I run and jump home.

Ma Song is exchanging matches with an old woman. There are wastebaskets, old leather shoes and empty bottles under the eaves.

When I entered the room, I went to the cupboard in front of the cot to look for my watch. This is a small round gold watch set with several bright diamonds. The needle on it can't move any more. My mother said to repair it, but she can keep it. I like this watch very much. I often wear it on my hand to play, so it belongs to me. I was standing in front of a desk with three drawers when I suddenly heard what Ma Song and the old woman outside the window were saying. I listened carefully, Ma Song said:

"What happened later?"

"Later," said the old woman who changed matches, "the student went and never came back! When he left, he promised to go back to his hometown to sell land and come back a month later. Minmei is going to marry her. All right! This is six years! What a silly girl! I watched her go crazy. ……"

"What to say? Also gave birth to a child? "

"yes! When the students left, the girl's mother didn't know that the girl had it. When it was in the sky, it was rushed back to Haidian and a younger brother was born. "

"Righteousness?"

"Is their HuiAnyi, HuiAnyi people in Beijing died and was buried in their HuiAnyi. It turned out that the Wangs were showing Yidi's grave, while the grandfather who beat the girl was watching. Later, the girl and her father came here as a long-term change. Who knew this would happen? "

"Their family is hard to decree by destiny with you, how far is it from us? Why can't I go back? "

"How far away!"

"What about the baby?"

"Son, as soon as you land, wrap it up and send it to Qihuamen at the foot of the city before dawn! Anyway, it was either eaten by wild dogs or taken away by people! "

"Is it crazy for a girl to play here?"

"Yes, it's crazy to play here! Pity her parents for giving birth to such a girl in this life, alas! "

The two men stopped talking here, and I stood at the door and listened. Ma Song is counting several packets of red-headed matches, and the old woman stuffed rags into her big basket! There is a clear nasal sound in the nose. Ma Song said again:

"Bring some shavings next time. So you are in the same place as the madman? "

"Old dear! My aunt's second uncle's third sister is crazy. Her second mother is still looking at the grave. Are they wrong? "

Ma Song saw me at a glance and said:

"Listen to something again, you."

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

"Who are you talking about?"

"Xiaoguizi is her mother."

"Little devil's mother?" Ma Songxiao, "are you crazy? Where are you from? "

I laughed too. I know who the mother of the precious son is!

Past south of the city is a collection of short stories by Lin, a famous female writer. The first edition number is 1960.

This book is an autobiographical short story, which depicts the childhood experience of the protagonist Xiaoying in southern Beijing in the 1920s in an unpretentious style, and shows us the old Beijing in the eyes of a child and the life of Beijingers in the early last century.

This work was adapted into a movie of the same name on 1983, directed by Wu.

About the author:

Lin, formerly known as Lin and nicknamed Eiko, was born in Osaka, Japan on March 19 18, 2008. His ancestral home is Toufen Town, Miaoli County, Taiwan. He returned to Taiwan Province Province with his parents at the age of 3 and came to Beijing at the age of 5. 1948 the family moved to Taiwan Province province, and in Taiwan Province province, they still mainly run newspapers, magazines, writing and publishing. They contacted a large number of cultural figures in Taiwan Province Province, sponsored a large number of literary youth in Taiwan Province Province, and published many famous literary works. Known as the "Grandma of Taiwan Province Literature", 1998 won the "Lifetime Achievement Award".

My parents used to do business in Japan and returned to Taiwan Province Province shortly after their birth. At that time, Taiwan Province Province had been occupied by Japanese imperialism. Her father didn't want to live under the Japanese aggressors, so the family moved to Beiping. He studied in Changdian Primary School, Chunming Girls' Middle School and Beijing Journalism College in the south of Beijing. I worked as an intern reporter in World Journal, married Xia, and wrote under the pen name He Fan. On August 1948, I returned to my hometown in Taiwan Province with my husband and three children, and served as the editor of Mandarin Daily.

1953 as editor-in-chief of the supplement of United Daily News, and started literary and artistic creation. He also served as an editor of satellite magazine and a teacher of the School of World Journalism. 1967 founded the pure literature magazine and later managed the pure literature publishing house. Known for the novel Old Things in the South of the City (1960), it is five short stories about Lin's childhood life in Beijing, which have been adapted into movies.

Lin's creation is rich. She has published 18 books. Prose collections Window (in cooperation with He Fan), Two Places, Visit to the United States, Night Reading through Cloudy Windows, Silhouette on Literary World, Head of the Family, Living on the Edge of Bookstore, Prose and Fiction Collection Holly Tree, Short Stories Collection Candle Heart, Marriage Story and Old Events in the South of the City.

In addition, there are many literary comments and essays scattered in newspapers and periodicals in Taiwan Province Province. Among them, "Stealing Notes" was selected into the first volume of the fifth grade text of People's Education Publishing House. The preface to the past in the south of the city: Dongyang childhood camel team was selected into the second volume of the fifth grade primary school text of People's Education Publishing House. "Dad's Flowers Fall" was selected as the second textbook of the first day of the People's Education Press.

Lin died of stroke, pneumonia and septicemia in Taipei Zhenxing Hospital at the age of 83. Since then, those who played Eiko in the film "Old Things in the South of the City" and had a deep relationship with Lin went through the formalities of going to Taiwan on the day of Lin's death; After arriving in Taipei, I went to the Jinbaoshan Cemetery where Lin was buried, presented her with a bunch of flowers, and spoke my mind.