Lovers (novella) Zhang Baotong

I seem to be going a little smoother than my brother and sister in love and marriage, and no one interferes with me to hinder me, but I am not happier than them. Guo Shuxian's departure from me hit me hard and made me sink for a long time. I didn't want to find someone for a long time. At this time, I had been assigned to teach English at Xi'an Yingcai Middle School.

The school is almost full of old teachers, and there are very few young teachers, and I am one of the three or two teachers who have not married and started a family. The mother of my former colleague at Xi'an Railway Station, Wang Jie, introduced me to the daughter of the deputy director of the Xi'an Railway Bureau, but I only saw her once, and I didn't want to see her again. She was a female worker in the canteen of a railway unit, very ordinary-looking, and two years older than me. The director's wife didn't ask me if I wanted to, but she bluntly said to me, as long as you agree, you don't have to worry about everything, you can do whatever you want. And Wang Jie's mother also said to me, you are a smart person, and you graduated from college, as long as you want, you will be transferred to the railway bureau as a secretary after you get married. But I didn't even hesitate at all, and left Wang Jie's house without expressing a statement.

Soon, the school teacher introduced me to a girl who was not bad-looking and was a doctor in a collective hospital. She was very nice to me and often came to the school to bring me something to eat and use. However, one time, when I took her out to a party with her classmates, two or three of my classmates told me that this girl was a little childish. It made me feel very bad all of a sudden. I decided to break up with her, even though I really liked her. She came to me twice, but when she saw that I was very cold, she left sadly.

Later, a master surnamed Han at Xi'an Railway Station introduced me to a girl who worked in the Xi'an Railway Depot, saying that the girl's parents had died and that she was living with her younger brother who was in middle school. It made me hesitate, but when I met the girl, the hesitation quickly turned to longing. Because the girl was so beautiful, even more beautiful than the actors I had seen in some pictorial magazines. However, the girl only asked me one word and didn't want to waste time on me. She asked me where your parents worked. I said that my father was a railway worker in Anhui, and my mother was a family member and did not have a job. As soon as she heard it, she immediately said, then don't talk about it. With that, he said hello to the introducer and left. After the girl left, Master Han said to me with some embarrassment that people wanted to find a cadre family, not ordinary workers. It turned out that she also regarded the middle school teacher as an ordinary worker.

When I came home from the Chinese New Year holiday, my brother also introduced me to the daughter of our deputy county magistrate, who knew that I had always wanted to be transferred back to Miluo, Hunan, because I was very lonely and unaccompanied. I met the girl at my brother's house. The girl is tall and straight, and her appearance is acceptable. But there is always a reference in my heart, and this reference is the goddess and idol in my heart, which is the criterion for choosing lovers. It is obviously an extremely stupid and ridiculous thing to compare an ordinary girl with the goddesses and idols in her heart. Because goddesses and idols are an ideal that you worship and look up to, and objects and lovers are your companions in a secular life. So, I was really stupid and ridiculous at the time, thinking that the girl I was looking for was not far behind, if not as good as the goddess and idol in my heart. But in fact, the daughter of the deputy county magistrate is indeed quite far behind the goddess and idol in my heart. The reason why I am so stupid and ridiculous is because I have been exposed to books and textbooks too much and too little to the bitter fruit of real life. Although I have always lived in the worldly reality, my mind and heart have been looking at the starry sky.

Half a year later, a teacher at the school introduced me to a girl from her neighborhood, named Ma Mingyan. If I were to use my current impression and point of view, she would be the most suitable girl I have ever met in my life. Because there is nothing good or bad about love and marriage, only suitable and suitable, and it is good if it is suitable. The girl's father was the commander of an artillery division of the Xinjiang Military Region, and her mother was a director of the provincial radio station. The girl's mother was very kind to me, saying that when we got married, she would transfer me to the provincial station as a reporter, and let me come to their house for dinner every day. However, I didn't do it, and I thought it was too cheeky to do so. In fact, the girl is not bad, she is neither tall nor low, her body shape is not fat or thin, and her appearance is reasonable, but her eye sockets are a bit like that of Uyghur girls, and they are a little deep. Because her mother is a Muslim. But the most important thing is that the girl is very good to me, whether it is cooking and stir-frying, or chatting and talking, she always shows a look of affection and admiration for me. And I have a good impression of her. She works as an inspector in a national defense factory, and although she is the only daughter in the family, she can do everything at home, not only tidying up the house, but also cooking and cooking. We've been together for two or three months, and I think I've seen a lot of girls over the years, and I haven't met a suitable one, so it's good to be able to find such a girl. The girl's mother also said that there are several houses in the family, and in two or three months, we will hurry up and get married, and she can wait to hold her grandson.

If things really continue on this trajectory, I think my marriage and career will be very different from what I am now. It should really be a rare blessing for a man to have such a virtuous and diligent lady. If I were transferred to a provincial radio or television station as a reporter, my position and status would be immeasurable. However, all this was turned upside down by chance.

Once, Wang Jie invited me to watch a performance at the Railway Cultural Palace. The performance is a theatrical performance organized by each station section of the railway. Among them, there was a female solo singing "Yingshan Hong", which caused me to reverie and recall for a long time. When I went to the countryside, Cui Yunxiu often sang this song to me, and she also used this song as a kind of code, if she played this song on the radio in the afternoon, it meant that she had nothing to do at night, and asked me to come to her radio room to play. If this song is not broadcast, it means that she may not be there at night.

The song is naturally not as good as the singer on TV, but the girl who sings is as beautiful as a fairy, and her figure, clothes and demeanor are really like the fairy in her dreams. I was stunned. I asked Wang Jie who this is and why he looks so beautiful. Wang Jie said that you don't know, it is the famous Xu Chunli in the guest room, the most beautiful beauty in our station. I shook my head and said, I hadn't heard of it before. Because I had been working at Xi'an Station for two years before going to university, I had seen all the beautiful beauties in the guest room. Wang Jie said that she was transferred from the maintenance depot two years ago. I said this man is really beautiful. Wang Jie said that if you like it, I'll introduce it to you. I said that people are probably already famous. Because I think it's easy for ugly girls to be empty, but beautiful girls don't know how many people are staring at them, and how can they be idle. Wang Jie said that you can try it, her house is in the back row of my house. Otherwise, I'll take you to her house later. Wang Jie said, "What's the matter?" I said, just go to her house and sit down, and talk about the impression and effect of her performance. I said okay, I'll treat you to dinner and a beer in the afternoon.