Xiao Hong recalled Mr. Lu Xun's good words.

Mr. Lu Xun's laughter is clear and heartfelt joy. If someone says something funny, Mr. Lu Xun laughs so hard that he can't even hold a cigarette, and often coughs with laughter.

Mr. Lu Xun walks very lightly. What people remember clearly is that he just grabbed his hat and buckled it on his head, while his left leg stretched out, as if he were walking desperately.

Mr. Lu Xun doesn't pay much attention to people's clothes. He said, "I don't know who wears what clothes ..."

Mr. Lu Xun is just a little under the weather. He sat on the sofa and smoked. I was wearing a novel red coat with wide sleeves that day.

Mr. Lu Xun said: "It's sultry, it's rainy." He put the cigarette on the ivory holder, wrapped it tightly with his hand, and said something else.

Xu teacher is busy with housework, running around without admiring my clothes.

So I said, "Miss Zhou, do my clothes look good?"

Mr. Lu Xun took a look from top to bottom: "Not very beautiful."

After a while, he went on to say, "Your skirt is not in the right color. Not that the red coat doesn't look good. All kinds of colors look good. The red coat should be matched with a red skirt, otherwise it will be a black skirt, and the brown one will not work. " These two colors are blurred together ... can't you see foreigners walking in the street? Never wear a green skirt below and a purple coat above, and never wear a red skirt first and then a white coat ... "

Mr. Lu Xun looked at me on the recliner: "Your skirt is brown with plaid, and the color is very turbid. Did you make the red skirt not beautiful?"

"... thin people don't wear black clothes, fat people don't wear white clothes; Women with long feet must wear black shoes, and women with short feet must wear white shoes; Fang Gezi's clothes can't be worn by fat people, but they are better than the horizontal ones; As soon as the fat man with a horizontal grid put it on, he cracked both sides of the fat man and made it wider. The fat man should wear vertical stripes, which makes people long vertically and wide horizontally ... "

That day, Mr. Lu Xun was very interested, and simply criticized my pair of booties, saying that my booties were worn by soldiers because there was a thread-knitted handle in front of and behind the boots, which was put under the pants according to Mr. Lu Xun's statement. ...

I said, "Mr. Zhou, why didn't you tell me how long I wore those boots?" Why do you think of it now? " I'm not wearing it now, am I? Isn't this my other shoe?

"I didn't say you wore it. When you wore it, I said you shouldn't wear it. "

I'm going to a party that afternoon. I want xu teacher to find me some cloth or silk to tie my hair. Mr Xu brought beige, green and pink ones. Xu teacher and I chose beige. In order to get beauty, Mr. Xu lifted the pink one and put it on my hair. Mr. Xu said happily, "Nice!" " How beautiful! "

I am also proud, disciplined and naughty, waiting for Mr. Lu Xun to meet us here.

At this sight, Mr. Lu Xun's face became serious. His eyelids dropped and he looked at us: "Don't decorate her like that ..."

Mr. Xu is a little embarrassed.

I am quiet, too.

When Mr. Lu Xun was teaching in Beiping, he never lost his temper, but often looked at people like this. Xu teacher always told me. When she was studying in a women's normal university, Miss Zhou glanced at them when she was angry. This vision was spoken by Mr. Lu Xun himself when he recalled Mr. Fan Ainong's words. Anyone who has come into contact with this vision will feel the spur of all the wise men of an era.

I began to ask, "How does Teacher Zhou know that women wear clothes?"

"I have read books about aesthetics."

"When did you see ..."

"Probably when studying in Japan ..."

"The book you bought?"

"I don't necessarily buy it, but I may see it from where I caught it ..."

"Is it interesting?"

"Look around ..."

"What is Mr. Zhou reading this book for?"

"..." There is no answer, which seems difficult to answer.

Xu teacher said, "Teacher Zhou reads everything."

As a guest of Mr. Lu Xun's family, I came to Hongkou from the French Concession at first, and it took almost an hour by tram, so I came less often at that time. I remember talking until midnight, and there was no tram after twelve o'clock, but I didn't know what I said that day. When talking about a paragraph, I looked at the round clock on the small long table next to me. At 11: 30 and 11: 45, the tram left.

"Anyway, it's already twelve o' clock, there is no tram. So sit down for a while? " Mr. Xu is so persuaded.

Mr. Lu Xun seems to have listened to his words and aroused his fantasy, holding an ivory cigarette holder in meditation.

It was xu teacher who saw me (and other friends) out after one o'clock. It was raining in Mao Mao outside, and the lights in the alley went out completely. Mr. Lu Xun told Mr. Xu to go back by car and pay for it himself.

I will live in Sichuan North Road in the future, and I will definitely come to the mainland new village after dinner every night. Windy days, rainy days, almost uninterrupted.

Mr. Lu Xun likes northern rice very much, as well as fried food and hard food. Even if he became ill later, he would not eat milk. When the chicken soup is served, just take a spoonful or two.

One day, I made an appointment to go to jiaozi for dinner. I still live in the French Concession, so I brought sauerkraut, ground beef with a meat grinder, and wrapped it on the Eight Immortals table behind the living room with Mr. Xu. Yinghai's son was busy at the scene, and then he took it according to the dough of the round cake. He said that he made a boat and sent it to our eyes. We didn't look at him. He turned around and made another chicken. Neither xu teacher nor I went to see him, so we tried to avoid praising him. If we praise him, we are afraid that he will work harder.

It was dark behind the living room before dusk, and I felt a little cold on my back. I know I don't have enough clothes, but I'm busy and I don't have any clothes. Jiaozi finished eating, and we saw that the quantity was not much. Only then did I know that xu teacher talked too much and delayed his work. How did xu teacher leave home, how did he go to Tianjin to study, and how did he become a tutor when he was studying at Women's Normal University? Her tutor's description is very interesting. She only chose one, but after dozens of exams, it was difficult for her to be selected. I count on a little tuition subsidy. Winter is coming, Beiping is cold, and that school is far from school. In addition to the fare, I have to take out my own money to buy aspirin when I have a cold, and I have to travel from Xicheng to Dongcheng with a monthly salary of 10 yuan. ...

Jiaozi was ready. As soon as he went up the stairs, he heard the clear laughter of Mr. Lu Xun upstairs and ran downstairs. It turns out that some friends are also chatting very lively upstairs. I ate well that day.

Later, I made leek zygote and lotus leaf cake. When I suggested that Mr. Lu Xun would definitely agree, but I didn't do well, Lu Xun still held chopsticks on the table and asked Mr. Xu, "May I have some more?"

Because Mr. Lu Xun has a bad stomach, he should eat one or two tablets of "spleen self-beauty" after every meal.

Mr. Lu Xun has lived in Shanghai for ten years and has never visited the park, nor has Zhaofeng Park. Hongkou Park is very close. I have never been there. As soon as spring comes, I often tell Miss Zhou that the soil in the park is so soft and the wind in the park is so soft. Mr. Zhou promised to choose a sunny day, a Sunday and a holiday, so we will go together and take a bus all the way to Zhaofeng Park, which is also a short trip. But this is just thinking and not doing it. Parks are defined. Mr. Lu Xun said: "I know what the park looks like ... as soon as I enter the door, I can give way to two roads, one on the left and the other on the right." Some willows and trees were planted along the road, some long chairs were placed under the trees, and there was a pool further away. "

I have been to Zhaofeng Park, Hongkou Park or French Park. It seems that this definition can be applied to park designers in any country.

Mr. Lu Xun doesn't wear gloves and scarves. In winter, he wears a black khaki cotton robe, a gray felt hat on his head and black canvas rubber soled shoes on his feet.

Rubber soled shoes are particularly hot in summer and cold and wet in winter. Mr. Lu Xun is in poor health, so everyone proposes to change this pair of shoes. Mr. Lu Xun refused. He said that shoes with rubber soles are convenient for walking.

"How many roads does Mr. Zhou walk a day? Don't you just turn a corner and go to XXX bookstore? "

Mr. Lu Xun just smiled.

"Zhou is not a good cold? Without a scarf, won't the wind catch a cold? "

Mr Lu Xun doesn't like these people. He said: "I have never worn gloves and scarves since I was a child, and I am not used to it."

When Mr. Lu Xun pushed open the door and came out from home, his hands were exposed, his wide cuffs were facing the wind, and a black silk printed bag was under his arm, which contained books or letters. He walked forward and arrived at the old target road bookstore.

Mr. Lu Xun has a strong memory, and his things are never scattered anywhere casually. Mr. Lu Xun likes northern tastes very much. Mr. Xu wants to hire a northern cook, but Mr. Lu Xun thinks it is too expensive to hire a footman, at least fifteen yuan.