忆旧之二：秋萍
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渔夫 于 1999/11/16 15:10:38 发表在 汉英
忆旧之二：秋萍
渔夫
靠着广大知青干群的冲天干劲，俺们农场革命生产双丰收，年底插红旗应是十拿九稳。
可是一到评比的关键时刻，总有一两个女知青的肚皮会莫名其妙地大起来。煮熟的鸭子
连飞了三年，这捉奸的事儿就慢慢提到了党委的议事日程上来。
下雪了。俺们几个无家可归的单干户围着火炉拱猪，喝酒，嗑花生。忽接探子来报，鬼
子进村了，脚印直奔秋萍的小屋。孙指导（有机会再聊他的事）一听就来神了，绿豆眼
瞪得有黄豆大，今天要开荤。
俺打小眼神不济，被窝里看书落下的毛病，手脚又不利索，这种伟大光荣的任务平时轮
不到俺。可今天情急人缺，孙指导呲着牙花儿考虑了半天，说：“你啥事别干，就给照
个亮吧。”递给俺一个四节电池的大电棒子，大伙深一脚浅一脚地出发了。
说起这个秋萍，可有一段故事。听说她是锦州军区某司令员的独养千金，不知怎么地偷
偷爱上了她爹的警卫员。东窗事发后，她老爹二话没说就打发这小伙子退伍回了老家。
秋萍也够硬气，自个儿买了张车票，一脚跟到了俺们那穷窝窝。平时不大跟人说话，棉
猴下只露两大眼睛扑扇扑扇。想来是年关县里小煤窑放假，她的那个偷偷来看她咧。
按照党委工作会议的即定方针，一个守后窗，两个堵前门，孙指导扒着门缝听声音。时
机一到，大脚踹开房门，大呼“捉奸”。俺双手高举电棒，一路跌跌撞撞紧跟而进。昏
暗模糊中，拳头，鞋底，肉，汗，唾沫，青肿，血。。。唯一清晰的是那高一声低一声
痛苦的求饶声：“叔伯老少爷儿们，饶了俺吧。俺不懂事，要打就打，消消气。别伤秋
萍，全是俺的错。”“那有那么便宜，”孙指导大声呵斥：“绑起来送派出所。”大家
伙忙着解裤带，找绳子。乱哄哄中只听一声凄历的尖叫，秋萍从那一直哆嗦的一团被子
下冲了出来：“不能抓俺男人。要抓，俺就死给你看。”昏黄的电棒光柱下，只见一片
雪白。那是一种充满活力的雪白，柔软，光洁，冰冷，是俺们乡下姑娘泡三天热水池，
打五遍香胰子也洗不出来的那种雪白。大伙全愣住了，谁也没有想到有这一出。孙指导
咋呼了几声，见没人答腔，也闷了炮了。
大伙狼狈地逃了出来，踏着厚厚的积雪，谁也没有出声。一片雪白，一片雪白。。。在
那静寂圣洁的雪夜，悄悄地，从俺心底涌出一个要配付眼镜的愿望。
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作者：谢 - 1999/11/16 15:43:50
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写的好！要继续写。俺还等着看呐--当然不是看那雪白，是看您的故事。
作者：云门 - 1999/11/16 16:27:42
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子在汉英赏雪，三月不辩色彩。吾未见好德，如好色者也。人非圣贤哉 ;-)！
作者：子曰 - 1999/11/16 17:57:19
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Dear Fisherman, I can hardly wait to hear what you saw after you got your spectacles;-)
作者：Mrs Geoff - 1999/11/16 19:04:06
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可惜呀！看得还不够真切，早就戴上那眼镜儿该有多棒！
作者：狗蛋 - 1999/11/16 19:07:34
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渔夫怀旧，众品秋萍；智者见智，仁者见仁。
作者：纷纷 - 1999/11/16 23:03:56
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Qiuping--a pale yellow version of your original snowwhite :-)
作者：tian xin - 1999/11/17 00:55:07
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Busting our guts all year round, we achieved double harvest in revolutionary zeal and production, it seemed certain that the Red Flag would be planted in our farm end of the year. However, when the crucial time for evaluation came, there would always be one or two girls with bellies pumped up for some unknown reason. The prize bird thus flew away for three bloody years in succession. Therefore the task of catching the sinful culprits had slowly crept up on the agenda of the Party Committee.
Snow fell. A handful of us homeless single guys sat around the fire, playing cards, drinking, and cracking peanuts. Suddenly the spy rushed in with the news, "The Japs have come to the village. Footsteps lead directly to Qiuping's hut." Instructor Sun was immediately activitated, his mung bean eyes popped out soy bean size: haha, today is the day to end a meatless diet!
Alas for me! I had had poor vision since a kid, a legacy from reading (forbidden?:-) books under the blanket, and my limbs were clumsy. Naturally I was never favored with such honorable and glorious missions. And today, due to the urgency of the matter and lack of human resources, it took Instructor Sun quite some time gritting his teeth before he finally decided, "You don't need to do anything. Just hold the torch," and handed me a huge thing loaded with four batteries. Off we tramped.
Talking of this Qiuping, there was a story. It was said that she was the only daughter of a certain general from Jinzhou Military Area, but foolishly fell for her dad’s body-guard. When the secret was found out, her old dad without further ado sent the chap back home. This Qiuping was apparently rather headstrong herself, she caught a train and followed her love to our dirt poor region. She didn't talk to people much, only two huge eyes opening and closing beneath her hood. Probably the little mine where her guy worked was closed for the spring festival, and he of course crept clandestinely to visit his sweetheart.
Sticking strictly to the established policy of the Party Committee, we hit on a strategic attack, one guarding the rear window, two blocking the door, Instructor Sun ear pressed against the door crack for significant sounds. As soon as the time was ripe, he kicked open the door with his big boots, calling at the top of his voice, "Seize the adulterer!" Holding the torch high with both hands, I stumbled in his wake. In darkness and confusion: fists, shoe soles, flesh, sweat, spit, black and blue bruises and blood…. One thing only was distinct, an aching voice begging high and low, "Please please uncles and brothers, spare me. I am a nutcase, beat me if you like, to cool your anger. Please don't hurt Qiuping. It's all my fault." "No way! Don't you dream of such a cheap deal!" shouted Instructor Sun, all indignation. "Bind the fellow and send him to the police!" It was followed by the sound of unwinding of belts for rope. In the midst of helter skelter, a shrill shriek burst out. Qiuping leapt out from under the quivering quilt, "Don't you take my man! Do it, and I'll show you how I die!" Under the pale yellow dim torchlight, there burst forth a splash of snowwhite. A snowwhite of vitality, a snowwhite of softness, of sleekness, of iciness, a whiteness that our country lasses couldn't possibly attain, even after three days hot bath plus five soapy polishes. All were stunned, none had expected this scene. Instructor Sun blustered a few syllables, but seeing no response from the others, went dumb himself.
Fleeing in a sorry state over the thick snow, nobody uttered one single sound. A splash of snowwhite, a splash of snowwhite.... Under the silent and holy snowy heaven, quietly quietly, there arose, from the depth of my being, a wish to get a pair of glasses
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知我者甜心也
作者：渔夫 - 1999/11/17 20:27:58
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