Appreciation of excerpts from "The True Story of Ah Q"
Chapter 2: A brief summary of the victory
Not only is Ah Q's name and place of origin somewhat unclear, but also his previous "career status" "It's also slim. Because the people in Weichuang only wanted to help Ah Q, they only made fun of him, and they never paid attention to his "career". Ah Q himself didn't say anything. Only when he was quarreling with others, he would occasionally stare and say:
"We were much richer than you before! Who do you think you are!"
Ah Q had no family and lived in the Tugu Temple in Weichuang. He also had no fixed occupation and only worked as part-time laborer for others, cutting wheat when they were harvested, pounding rice when pounding rice, and punting boats when they were punting. When the work lasted for a long time, he might live in the temporary owner's home, but he would leave as soon as he was done. Therefore, when people are busy, they still remember Ah Q, but what they remember is work, not "work"; when they are free, even Ah Q has long forgotten, let alone "work". Only one time, an old man praised him and said: "Ah Q can really do it!" At this time, Ah Q was shirtless, lazily and thin in front of him. Others couldn't tell whether this was sincere or ridiculing, but Ah Q was very happy. like.
Ah Q was very proud, and all the residents of Weichuang did not care about him. He even looked at the two "literary boys" as if they were not worthy of a smile. Husbands who are literary children will probably become scholars in the future; Mr. Zhao and Mr. Qian are highly respected by the residents. In addition to being rich, it is because they are the fathers of literary children, and Ah Q is spiritually outstanding. Faith, he thought: My son will be much richer! After going to the city a few times, Ah Q naturally became more conceited. However, he also despised the city people. For example, a stool made of a three-foot-long and three-inch-wide wooden board in Weichuang was called a "bench", and he also called it a "long bench". "stool", but the city people call it "stool". He thought: this is wrong, ridiculous! When frying big-head fish, Weizhuang always adds half-inch green onion leaves, but in the city they add finely shredded green onions. He thought: This is also wrong, ridiculous! However, the people of Weichuang are really ridiculous country people who have never seen the world. They have never seen fried fish in the city!
Ah Q was "previously rich", knowledgeable, and "really capable". He was almost a "perfect person", but unfortunately he still had some physical shortcomings. The most annoying thing is that there are quite a few leprosy scars on his scalp that originated from unknown sources. Although this also happened to him, depending on what Ah Q meant, he seemed to think it was not valuable, because he tabooed the word "癞" and all sounds close to "lai", and later by extension, he also tabooed the word "光". , "bright" was also taboo, and later, even "lamp" and "candle" were taboo. As soon as a taboo was violated, regardless of whether it was intentional or not, Ah Q would get angry with his scars all red. He would size up his opponent, scold him if he was speechless, and hit if he was weak. However, for some reason, it was still Ah Q. There are many times when you suffer losses. So he gradually changed his policy, probably to glaring.
Who would have known that after Ah Q adopted the glaring method, the idle people in Weichuang would become more and more fond of making fun of him. As soon as they met, they pretended to be surprised and said:
"Hey, it's lit up."
Ah Q got angry as usual, and he glared.
"It turns out there is a safety light here!" They are not afraid.
Ah Q had no choice but to come up with other words of revenge:
"You are not worthy..." At this time, it seemed that what was on his head was a noble honor. The leprosy was not an ordinary leprosy; but as mentioned above, Ah Q was knowledgeable, and he immediately knew that it was in conflict with "violating taboos", so he stopped talking about it.
The idler is not done yet, so he just teases him, so he ends up beating him. Ah Q was formally defeated. He was grabbed by his yellow braid and banged on the wall four or five times. Only then did the idlers walk away satisfied and victorious. Ah Q stood for a moment, thinking to himself, "I was finally beaten by my son." Now, the world is really not decent now..." So he walked away feeling satisfied and victorious.
What Ah Q was thinking in his heart was often spoken out later. Therefore, almost all people who joked with Ah Q knew that he had this kind of spiritual victory method. From then on, whenever they caught him When he had yellow braids, people would immediately say to him:
"Ah Q, this is not a son beating me, but a man beating a beast. He said to himself: a man beats a beast!"
Ah Q held the root of his braid with both hands, tilted his head, and said:
"Kill the insects, okay? I am an insect - why don't you let me go?"
But even though he was an insect, the idler did not let him go. He still knocked his head five or six times somewhere nearby, and then he walked away satisfied and victorious. He thought that Ah Q was suffering from a plague this time. However, in less than ten seconds, Ah Q also walked away satisfied and victorious. He felt that he was the first person who could despise himself. Apart from "contempting himself", the rest was "the first one". ". Isn't the number one pick also "the first"? "Who are you?" ?
After Ah Q defeated his enemies with such wonderful methods, he happily went to the hotel to drink a few bowls of wine, joked and quarreled with others, and won again, and happily returned to Tugu Temple. He put his head down and fell asleep. If he had money, he would place his bets on cards. A group of people squatted on the ground. Ah Q was standing in the middle with sweat on his face. His voice was the loudest:
"Blue Dragon Four Hundred!"< /p>
Cough--open--! "Zhuang opened the lid of the box and sang with sweat on his face.
"Heaven's Gate - the corner is back! The people and the hall are empty there! Take Ah Q's copper coins -!"
"The hall is a hundred--one thousand and fifty!"
Under such singing, Ah Q's money was gradually transferred into the waist of another sweaty man. He finally had no choice but to squeeze out of the crowd, stand behind and watch, worried about others, until the show was over, and then returned to Tugu Temple in love, and went to work the next day with swollen eyes.
But as the saying goes, "a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise." Unfortunately, Ah Q won once, but he almost failed.
This is the night of the Weichuang race god. There was a play as usual this evening, and there were also many gambling stalls near the stage. The gongs and drums of the opera seemed to be ten miles away in Ah Q's ears; he could only hear the singing of the Zhuang family. He won again and again, and the coins turned into oceans, and the oceans became oceans, and the oceans became oceans. He was very happy:
"Two pieces from Tianmen!"
He didn't know who was fighting with whom and why. There were scoldings and footsteps, and he got up after a long period of dizziness. The gambling stall was gone, and the people were also gone. There were a few places on his body that seemed to hurt, and he seemed to have received a few punches and kicks. Several people Looked at him in surprise. He walked into Tugu Temple as if he had lost something. He calmed down and realized that his pile of foreign money was missing. Most of the gambling stalls attending the games are not from the village, so where can they go to find their roots?
A pile of foreign money that is very white and bright! And it was his--now it's gone! Even if he said he was taken away by his son, he was still unhappy; even if he said he was an insect, he was still unhappy: only this time did he feel the pain of failure.
But he immediately turned defeat into victory. He raised his right hand and slapped his face hard twice, which was so hot that it hurt a little. After the beating, he felt calm, as if he was the one who was hitting, and someone else was being hit, and soon he was gone. It was as if he had beaten someone else, - although there was still a bit of heat, - he lay down with a satisfied victory.
He fell asleep.
Chapter 3 Continued Record of Victory
However, although Ah Q always won, it was only after Mr. Meng Zhao slapped him in the mouth that he became famous.
He paid the landowner 200 Wen for drinks and lay down angrily. Later, he thought: "The world is so ridiculous now. My son beats me..." Then he suddenly thought of Mr. Zhao's majesty, and now He was his son, so he gradually became proud of himself, got up, sang "The Little Widow Goes to the Grave" and went to the hotel. At this time, he felt that Mr. Zhao was superior to others.
Oddly enough, from then on, everyone seemed to respect him extraordinarily. Ah Q may have thought that this was because he was Mr. Zhao's father, but in fact it was not the case. As a rule in Weichuang, if Ah Qi beats Ah Ba, or Li Si beats Zhang San, it is not a big deal. It must be related to a famous person such as Mr. Zhao, and then it will be recorded in their reputation. Once word of mouth is established, the person who is being beaten is famous, and the person being beaten is also famous for being a shelter. As for Ah Q's fault, that goes without saying. So what? Just because Mr. Zhao can't be wrong. But since he was wrong, why did everyone seem to respect him so much? This is difficult to explain. To put it bluntly, it may be because Ah Q said he was Mr. Zhao’s family. Even though he was beaten, everyone was still afraid that it was true. It was better to respect him more safely. Otherwise, it will be like the Tailao in the Confucius Temple. Although they are animals like pigs and sheep, since they are under the control of the sages, the Confucians would not dare to act rashly.
Ah Q was proud of himself for many years after that.
One spring, he was walking drunkenly on the street. Under the sunlight at the base of the wall, he saw Wang Hu naked and catching lice. He suddenly felt itchy on his body. This Wang Hu was both leprous and beard. Others called him Wang Lehu, but Ah Q deleted the word "leis", but looked down upon him very much. What Ah Q meant was that leprosy was not surprising, but the beard was so novel that it made people look down upon him. So he sat down side by side. If it were other idle people, Ah Q would not dare to sit down carelessly. But next to Wang Hu, what does he have to fear? To be honest: if he is willing to sit down, it is simply a compliment to him.
Ah Q also took off his old jacket and looked through it. I don’t know whether it was because it was newly washed or because he was careless. After a lot of effort, he only caught three or four. He looked at the Wang Hu, but there were one after another, two after three, and they just peeled off when put in his mouth.
Ah Q was disappointed at first, but later he became dissatisfied: There were so many Wang Hushang who looked down on him, but he was so few. What a huge disgrace! He really wanted to find one or two big ones, but there were none. He managed to catch one, stuffed it into his thick lips bitterly, and bit it hard. The cracking sound was not as loud as Wang Hu's.
His leprosy scars were all red. He threw his clothes on the ground, spit, and said:
"This caterpillar!"
"Scabby dog, you Who are you scolding?" Wang Hu raised his eyes contemptuously.
Although Ah Q has been more respected recently and has become more arrogant, he is still timid when meeting those idle people who are used to fighting, but this time he was very brave. How dare someone with such a full beard dare to say something incomprehensible?
"Screen anyone who admits it!" He stood up and said with his hands on his waist.
Are your bones itchy? "Wang Hu also stood up, put on his clothes and said.
Ah Q thought he was about to escape, so he rushed in and punched him.
The fist had already been caught by him before it reached his body. With just one pull, Ah Q stumbled in. Wang Hu immediately grabbed his braid and pulled him to the wall to meet him as usual.
"'A gentleman talks with his words but never with his hands'!" Ah Q said, tilting his head.
Wang Hu didn’t seem to be a gentleman, so he ignored him. He touched him five times in a row and pushed him hard. As for Ah Q, he fell more than six feet away, and then he went away satisfied.
In Ah Q’s memory, this was probably the first humiliation in his life, because Wang Hu had always been ridiculed by him for his shortcomings of beard, and he had never ridiculed him, let alone made a move. . But he actually took action now, which was very surprising. Could it be that as the market said, the emperor had stopped taking exams and no longer wanted scholars and scholars, so the Zhao family lost its prestige, so they also underestimated him?
Ah Q stood helpless.
A man came from a distance, and his enemy arrived again. This is also the person Ah Q hates the most, Mr. Qian’s eldest son. He ran into the city to study in a foreign school, and then went to Japan for some reason. Half a year later, when he returned home, his legs were straightened, and his braids were gone. His mother cried a dozen times, and his My wife jumped into the well three times. Later, his mother said everywhere, "This braid was cut off by bad guys who got drunk. I could have become a high official, but now I have to wait until it grows longer." However, Ah Q refused to believe it and called him "a fake foreign devil." ", also known as "a person with foreign connections." When you see him, you must be secretly cursing in your stomach.
What Ah Q particularly "hated and hated" was his fake braid. If the pigtails are fake, they are not qualified to be a human being; his wife is not a good woman if she doesn't jump into the fourth well.
This "fake foreign devil" is here.
"Bald, donkey..." Ah Q always cursed in his stomach without making a sound. This time, because he was angry and wanted revenge, he couldn't help but say it softly.
Unexpectedly, this bald man strode over with a yellow-painted stick - what Ah Q called a mourning stick. At this moment, Ah Q knew that he was about to be beaten. He quickly tensed his muscles and bones, shrugged his shoulders and waited. Sure enough, there was a slap, and it seemed that he had been hit on the head.
"I'm talking about him!" Ah Q argued, pointing to a child nearby.
Shoot! Pat!
In Ah Q’s memory, this was probably the second humiliation in his life. Fortunately, after the patting sound, he seemed to have finished one thing and felt more relaxed. Moreover, the ancestral treasure of "forgetting" also took effect. He walked slowly, and when he was about to reach the door of the hotel, he was already there. Somewhat happy.
But the little nun from the meditation nunnery came across. Ah Q would always scold Yi when he saw her, but what about after the humiliation? Then he had memories and became hostile again.
"I don't know why I'm so unlucky today, it's just because I met you!" he thought.
He walked up to him and spat loudly:
"Ahem, bah!"
The little nun ignored him, lowered his head and just walked away. Ah Q approached Yi, suddenly stretched out his hand to rub Yi's newly shaved scalp, smiled stupidly, and said:
"Bald! Go back quickly, the monk is waiting for you..."
"Why are you moving your hands and feet..." the nun said with a flushed face and hurried away.
The people in the hotel laughed. Ah Q became even more elated when he saw that his meritorious deeds were appreciated:
"The monk can move, but I can't?" He pinched Yi's cheek.
The people in the hotel laughed. Ah Q was even more proud, and in order to satisfy the connoisseurs, he gave it another hard squeeze before letting go.
During this battle, he had already forgotten about Wang Hu and the fake foreign devils. It seemed that he had taken revenge for all the "bad luck" today; and strangely, it seemed as if his whole body was shaking. More relaxed, as if he was about to fly away.
"This is Ah Q who has cut off his descendants!" I could hear the crying voice of the little nun in the distance.
"Hahaha!" Ah Q smiled proudly.
"Hahaha!" People in the hotel also smiled proudly.