26 Mr. Big's Bad Jokes

After a while, Feng'er jumped in from outside the door, followed by another footfootstep.

"Yo, is your meal good today?"

Before seeing him, he heard his voice first, Chen Muwu first heard a voice in Shao Xingxiang's accent, turned his head, and found that a middle-aged man with a small figure and a trademark mustache appeared at the door.

He knows this guy all too well!

Lu Xun also saw Chen Muwu sitting in the guest seat, so he asked Zhou Zuoren: "Second brother, ...... is this gentleman?" ”

"Mr. Yucai, the junior Chen Muwu, the cousin Hanchen, my eldest brother is Chen Muqiao, he and Brother Tuesday were classmates when they were studying in Waben." Chen Muwu hurriedly got up and arched his hand at Lu Xun.

"It turned out that someone from my hometown came, and I said how could I see fresh winter bamboo shoots on the dinner table today, I haven't eaten this hometown taste for a long time. How is your eldest brother Zheng Xiang? ”

"Thanks to Mr. To, my eldest brother is very good."

Listening to this voiceover, it seems that Mr. Lu Xun and Chen Muqiao are old acquaintances?

Real people don't show up, and his eldest brother's social circle is really wide!

is different from the photo printed on the textbook, but the real Lu Xun in front of him has a smile between his eyebrows: "Second brother, did your mother send this rare good thing?" ”

"I sent it, this time Hanchen sent three catties of winter bamboo shoots, enough!"

Looking at the two of them looking like brothers, friends and brothers, who would have thought that in less than half a year, the two brothers would break up to the point of not getting along with each other?

Lu Xun patted Chen Muwu's shoulder: "You've been waiting for a long time, right?" Sit, sit. ”

After that, he sat down at the table reserved for him, picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of fresh winter bamboo shoots from the plate, and commented while clipping: "I have lived in my hometown for more than 20 years, and the most proud thing is the umami taste of bamboo shoots, your eldest brother bothered." ”

With that, he put the bamboo shoots in his mouth, chewed them carefully for a long time, and closed his eyes to savor the flavor carefully.

After a long time, Lu Xun said leisurely: "Hmm! Delicious! To say that the taste of this fresh bamboo shoot is indeed incomparable to the dried bamboo shoots.

"Before the Western calendar, there were many Shaoxing villagers in Shaojing who came to send dried bamboo shoots, I don't know how many times we Shaoxing encountered the great famine in ancient times, and they were so frightened that the residents were scared, as if they were going to the end of the world tomorrow, and they liked to store dry goods. If there is a vegetable, it will be dried; There are fish, which are also dried; There are beans, and they are dried; There are bamboo shoots, and they are so sunburned that they are not presentable; Water chestnut is characterized by its moisture, tender and crispy meat, and it is also air-dried...... Hanchen, "

"What's the matter, sir?" Chen Muwu was still in a state of listening to the teachings, but he didn't expect Lu Xun to call his name as he spoke.

"Have you heard that people who used to explore the North Pole often got scurvy because they only ate canned food and couldn't get anything new?"

"There is a saying that in the old days, sailors on ocean-going ships were also prone to this kind of beriberi because they could not eat fresh vegetables."

"Look, I'll just say that it's better for us Shaoxing people to go on an expedition to the North Pole, as long as we bring enough dried vegetables, I'm afraid we can go a little farther than them, right? Hahahaha......"

I thought that there was something wrong with Lu Xun calling his name seriously, but I didn't expect that this big gentleman had been laying the groundwork for so long in front of him, but it was just to tell a cold joke. 【1】

The lunch meal has always been carried out in this relaxed and happy atmosphere.

After being full of wine and food, Lu Xun asked Chen Muwu what he had to do in Beijing during this trip.

"Professor Hu Shizhi invited me to give a few lectures on the theory of relativity."

"Good, good! The future is terrifying, when I have time, I will definitely go back to cheer you on! ”

After lunch, I was left to drink a few cups of tea and chatted for a few days.

It wasn't until Mr. Lu Xun, who was full of wine and food, yawned a few times that Chen Muwu realized that it was time for him to leave.

So there was another polite greeting, and the two Mr. Zhou sent him out of the courtyard together, and did not turn around and leave until they saw Chen Muwu get into a foreign car and go away again.

On the way back to the horse house in Dongbanqiao Hutong, Chen Muwu saw a noodle seller's stall on the side of the road.

He remembered the two little boys he saw at Ma Yuzao's house this morning, so he asked the coachman to pull over for a while and bought a Monkey King and a Zhu Bajie from the stall as gifts for the children.

Entering the house again, the two children were really happy after receiving the face.

"Hanchen, you just spoil children too much. What is the reason for that little money, I have to buy this kind of goods that can't be eaten or touched. ”

"Mr. Young Fisherman, how happy you are to see the two children playing! Happiness is more important than anything else. ”

Ma Yuzao, who had just returned home from Shaoda, pretended to complain and welcomed Chen Muwu into the living room to drink tea again.

"Mr. Young Fisherman......"

"Hey, it's not that you don't know the relationship between me and your eldest brother, what else do you see with me, just call me second brother just like your eldest brother!"

Ma Yuzao picked an eye at Chen Muwu's title.

Ma Yuzao, who is seven or eight years older than Chen Muqiao, was born in the fourth year of Guangxu (1878), and Chen Muwu was born in the twenty-eighth year of Guangxu (1902).

"II...... Second brother, what's the latest situation over there? ”

Ma Yuzao shook his head: "Alas, President Cai has already made up his mind to go this time, and he has already bought a train ticket for the afternoon, and he is leaving Beijing today." ”

In history, Cai Yuanpei resigned at every turn in the position of president of Shao University, a total of eight times before and after, but only this time was gone.

"And who's going to do it at the school?"

Some people said to invite Lin Zongmeng to come, some people recommended Hu Shizhi, and some said that it was better to wait for the Ministry of Education to send another newcomer. Don't mention this troublesome thing, how is your eldest brother doing? Is everything okay at home? ”

After that, there was a series of polite words back and forth.

At the end of the day, he visited the male hosts of the two families in a row, and Chen Muwu's attitude towards these two was completely different in his heart.

He went to Badaowan mainly to get acquainted with Mr. Lu Xun, so he had to be false and wrongful to Zhou Zuoren, who later became a traitor.

But in Dongbanqiao, he really wanted to make friends with Ma Yuzao, another friend of his eldest brother.

Because Zhou Zuoren, who took refuge in Wa himself to accept the false position in the future, also wanted to pull Ma Yuzao into the water and send someone to send a letter of persuasion, Ma Yuzao, who was in a poor situation, could say to the visitor, "Who is Zhou Zuoren?" I don't know! These words are worthy of his admiration.

We chatted until dinner time, and at the dinner table, Ma Yuzao was also full of praise for the fresh winter bamboo shoots.

But he only tasted one chopstick, and left the rest for his wife and brother-in-law.

What a good man who is quiet!

After the meal, Ma Yuzao told Chen Muwu that he should not be polite when he encounters anything, and treat this place as if he was his home.

After separating from the master's family and returning to his room, Chen Muwu became anxious.

There were two days left before the first lecture, and he hadn't even decided on the topic of the lecture yet!

Sure enough, is deadline the primary productive force?

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[1] Author's note: Lu Xun did say this passage, from "The Continuation of the Huagai Collection, the Diary of the Immediate Branch, July 4th"