The True Story of Ah Q by Lu Xun, good paragraphs, urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent! ! ! ! !

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 today is too ridiculous. 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.

Strangely 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 that 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, after being under the control of the sage, the Confucians would not dare to act rashly.

Ah Q was proud of himself for many years.

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?

"You can scold 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. Before the punch could reach his body, he had already caught him, and he only pulled , Ah Q staggered and fell in, and Wang Hu immediately grabbed his pigtails and wanted to pull him to the wall to meet him as usual.

"'A gentleman speaks but does not use his hands'!" "Ah Q tilted his head and said.

Wang Hu didn't seem to be a gentleman and 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. Then I 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 never ridiculed him. , not to mention taking action.

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, 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 "people who have connections with foreign countries," 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 had always scolded in his stomach without making a sound. This time, out of anger and wanting revenge, he couldn't help but speak out softly.

Unexpectedly, the 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, so he quickly tensed up his muscles, 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 monastery 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 stepped forward 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 blushing face and walked away quickly.

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.

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 long forgotten about Wang Hu and the fake foreign devils. He seemed to have taken revenge for all the "bad luck" today; and strangely, it seemed as if his whole body was shaking louder than before. More relaxed, as if he was about to fly away.

"This is the Ah Q who has cut off his descendants!" The little nun's crying voice was heard in the distance.

"Hahaha!" Ah Q smiled very proudly.

"Hahaha!" People in the hotel also smiled proudly.

Chapter 4 The Tragedy of Love

Some people say: Some winners only want their opponents to be like tigers or eagles, so that they can feel the joy of victory; if they are like sheep or chickens, He felt that victory was boring.

There are also some victors who, after overcoming everything, see the dead dead and the surrendered, "I am sincerely afraid of the death penalty." Then they have no enemies, no opponents, no friends, only themselves, alone. On the other hand, desolate and lonely, I felt the sadness of victory. However, our Ah Q is not so lacking. He is always proud: this may be evidence that China's spiritual civilization is the best in the world.

Look, he seems to be flying away!

However, this victory made him feel a little strange. He flew for most of the day and drifted into Tugu Temple. As usual, he lay down and snored. Unexpectedly, it was difficult for him to close his eyes that night. He felt that his thumb and second finger were a little weird: they seemed to be smoother than usual. I don’t know if there was something greasy on the little nun’s face stuck to his fingers, or if his fingers were rubbed greasy on the little nun’s face? ...

"Ah Q, who has cut off his descendants!"

Ah Q heard this sentence again. He thought: Yes, there should be a woman. If there are no children and no grandchildren, there will be no one to provide a bowl of rice... There should be a woman. "The three most unfilial things among husbands are not having offspring", and "if Ao's ghost died", it is also a great sorrow in life. Therefore, his thoughts are actually in line with the biblical sages, but it is a pity that later some "cannot" Don't worry about it."

"Women, women!..." he thought.