短篇小说 》 Farmer   》 Farmer      Anton Chekhov      农民 　　Moscow Hotel "Slavic mall", a waiter Nicholas Rudge Greig Jie Yefu ill. His lower extremity numbness, difficulty walking, the results of one day, he stumbled in the hallway, together with the tray of ham and peas with the fall of the burning. He had to resign. He went to seek medical attention, and his wife spent their savings, have to support themselves, say it is boring without something to do, so he better make up their minds to go back to his home country. Recuperate at home not only convenient, cost of living will be much more provincial. No wonder the saying goes: "a thousand days at home, good, go out temporary difficulties" it. 　　"Our family cat can not hear," the girl said, "It's deaf." 　　Nicholas and Olga look on how to understand life here, but no one say to each other. They quietly put down the package, and quietly walk along the street. Their house is the third entrance to the village, seems to be the poorest, most dilapidated of the. The second is not much, but at the end there is a tin roof, hanging curtains on the windows. This is the solitary house without walls, it is a small restaurant. All the cottages in a row, the small quiet village of Enron, each yard of the willow, elderberry and Huajiao Shu are stuck to the wall, landscape is truly beautiful. 　　Is this time, church bells rang out, calling people to do all night prayer (this is the eve of Sunday). Slope under the two little girls are carrying a bucket of water, they looked back to the church, Listen to the bell. 　　At this time, Nicholas's father and mother came home, two old body is generally high, the same weight loss, hunched back, lost teeth. The two women, Maria, and daughter Carly carats, the other side of the landlords in the home during the day workers, this time also came home. Maria is 哥哥基里亚克 wife, six children. Carly carats is the younger brother Johnny's wife, have two children, Johnny is now outside the army. Nicholas into the wooden houses, we see a child who, all these large and small body in the high Banchuang ①, in the cradle, in the corner all the fruit peristalsis, the elderly and women to see how the black bread soaked in water, eat hungrily, this moment he thought that he, a sick person, no money, also dragged the family to return home to be wrong, wrong! 　　"基里亚克哥哥 Where?" After greeting everyone he asked. 　　Burned to the customer because of a samovar talent. There was a smell of fish in tea. Gray the rest of the candy is bitten; bread, dishes, there are a lot of cockroaches crawling around. This is not going to drink tea Jiaoren, have we not happy talk - talk talk to, not the poor is a disease. But we have not drank a cup of tea, suddenly came from the yard a loud, prolonged, and drunken shouting. 　　We remained silent a. Soon, the cry has sounded gruff, very long delay, as issued from the underground to the: 　　"What are you crying, bastard?" Carly carat her wrist, she is a beautiful woman, the body is sturdy, wide shoulders, "Do not worry, he will not kill you!" 　　"For Christ's sake, help me, pro-people," Maria said with effort, she was breathing heavily, like being thrown into the ice water, like "help me, which pro-people ..." 　　Old woman sat quietly, hunched over a hunched back, thinking mind. Carly carat rocking cradle ... ... apparently Jiliyake feel that you can scare people, very proud, they grabbed Maria's hand, dragged her to the door, in order to become more fierce as wild beasts roar up. But this moment suddenly see the presence of guests, it stopped. 　　"Brother with family back home ... ... so to speak, come from Moscow. Needless to say, Moscow is the capital of ancient times as a city, the mother city of a million ... ... I'm sorry ..." 　　"Oh, well, family children," she lay down on the hay next to Maria and said, "not painful than tears! Forbearance and tolerance even a Saint book says: 'someone hit you on the right cheek, and even left face also turn to him to play. '① Oh, well, family child! " 　　Then she whispers to talk in Moscow lengthened sound, talk in their own lives, about how she furnished the apartment when the maid. 　　"To him!" 　　Author: Chekhov 　　"Father down nothing," Maria speak up, "a grandmother can be powerful, the old quarrel with someone. Home-grown food enough to eat the meat section Xie ①, had bought the flour in the Shop, so she would get angry, old, said: You eat too much. " 　　"Oh, well, family children, forbearance and tolerance even if the Saint is written: 'The people who are weary and burdened, you can come to me.' ②" 　　Olga spoke stable, lengthened sound Man tune, walking like a pilgrimage, as a woman, fast and urgent. Every day she read "Gospel" as loud as the church who recited prayers, though many places do not understand, but the sacred language she always moved to tears, when she read "if" and "until" this class of words, her heart seems to have stopped beating. Her belief in God, faith Lady, serve God's people of all beliefs. She believes that people can not bully; ordinary matter whether Germans worth mentioning, Gypsies worth mentioning, worth mentioning Jews, the world must not bully anyone. She believed that all animals who do not pity distress sooner or later. She believes these are written in the holy book. So when she read the "Bible", even though not read, her face always showing compassion, touched, and the expression of joy. 　　They came to the water. There is a woman standing across the river waters, is to undress. 　　"She do mischief - really incredible!" Mary said again. 　　Read the Gospel, the crowd suddenly move up, to make way for the landlord family. Came in two wearing white dress, wearing broad-brimmed hat of the girl, followed behind a red fat boy wearing a sailor suit. They increase as the arrival of Olivia moved her glance, they are upper-class educated, noble people. Maria was frowned, sullen, depressed looking at them, if not the people come in, but the devil, if she give way, they will be trampled to death like. 　　Three 　　"Ivan MACK Anchorage is my benefactor, I have to ask God to bless him day and night, because thanks to him, I became a decent person." 　　"My God," a tall old woman, the sister of Ivan Maca tears of Anchorage, said, "his old, my family, now that news is no." 　　"Last winter, his poor belongings in Aomeng classic, this season I heard he went to work outside of the garden ... he old friends! Past it, often a summer day can take home a dozen rubles, but now business is light everywhere, which he suffered under the old men. " 　　Old woman and a woman who looked at him to wear shoes in the foot felt, looked at his pale face, sad to say: 　　"You do not earn people, and Nicolas Rao Xipei odd, is not a money person! Where to line it!" 　　We all like Sasha. She has been full of old, but looked thin, looked at most only seven years old. One other girl black tan face, hair casually cut, wearing a faded gown. She does, face white, his eyes large and black, hair red ribbon still tied, they are caught in the middle is a little funny, if it were just a little back to catch the wild animal. 　　"She will be studying it!" Olga looked at her gently, praise Road. "You recite, boy!" She said, and pulled out from the package a "gospel", "Do you recite, read it to those who are followers hear." 　　"Gospel" is very old, very heavy, sheepskin cover, the book has touched dirty side. There are stocks like the smell of books, like monks came into the room. Sasha raised his eyebrows and began loudly, like a choir-like read it: 　　"'Angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph a dream, saying, Arise, take the young child with his mother ... ...'" 　　"With a child with his mother," Olga repeated, her face flushed with excitement. 　　"'Fled to Egypt, lived there, so I told you ... ... ①'" 　　-------- 　　① See "Bible Mada Fu tone" Chapter XIII. 　　Hear the "other" words, Olga could not help, crying uncontrollably. Maria looked she sobbed sobbing, and then is followed by Ivan's sister Maca Anchorage tears. Old man unable to cough, to roll and looking for pieces of small gift for his granddaughter, but nothing was found, had waved forget. The book finished, the neighbors scattered to go home, one was deeply moved, to Olga and Sasha satisfied. 　　Because this day is a holiday, stay at home all day long the whole family. Old woman, regardless of her husband, daughter, or grandchildren have called her grandmother, put everything to be hands-on, personal health stove, burning samovar in person, even in the afternoon to go and milk the cows, then do not complain about the residence, said she was dry quickly exhausted. She always worried about people eating more at home, fearing the old man and daughter who do not idle work. She heard from time to time, a group of geese Shop home boss like drilling her from behind home vegetable garden, so she picked up a long pole, and quickly ran out of the house, the guarding skinny like her, too tired of cabbage, not Xieqi to a half an hour on Lianhan. Sometimes she seems to me like a crow came for her chicks, while she scolded, while rushed towards the crow. She was angry from morning to night, Hey 00, carrying voice shouting at every turn, which makes the street could not help but stop. 　　She is very kind to her old man, was not called him Lazy Bones, he is called a nuisance. He is not serious, and unreliable farmer, if it is always urging her to catch him, I am afraid he is not really what the living do, all day sitting on the hob gossip. His endless talk of his son, better enemies, neighbors complained that he was bullied by every day, listening to him is really boring. 　　① Orthodox festival, in the Russian lunar calendar September 14. 　　Because this day is a holiday, they bought the pub from a herring, boil a pot of fish head soup. Before noon we drink tea, drink a lot of time sweating head straight drink, tea seems to stretch the stomach. After that began to drink soup, we would drink a jar. As for the fish body, grandmother was hiding. 　　She was surprised that those who curse words can be continuous, but the most vicious yelled, his voice is definitely the biggest old man who is about people. But listening to children and Guniang Jia was ignoring, apparently they heard in the cradle used to. 　　"Mary - Mary - Asia!" Jiliyake shouted. 　　"I - I love - wild flowers!" The old man suddenly shrill tenor singing, "I - I love - to the wild - pick the flowers!" 　　Grandmother to stay in the vegetable garden Sasha, guarding the cabbage, do not let harm come geese. Have a hot August day. The goose pub landlord family often got into the garden from the back, but now they are doing serious things: pecking around in the pub oats, amicably chatting with, only one raised his head high in the gander, it seems to look the old woman is not holding a pole came up. Other geese may also come from the lower slope, but the group of feeding geese across the river at the moment, out in the green pastures on a long white line. Sasha stood for a moment, I feel very boring to see geese do not come, went to the edge of a steep slope. 　　"Clock - Building - also - fly?" Mo whispered Yiziyidun season card. 　　"You looked at the sky, do not blink, you can see angels." 　　"Invisible," Mo whispered season card. 　　"Granny must have been burning it?" 　　"More fun ah!" Sasha said happily. 　　She saw two little girls, they dropped the pole, picked up a dry branch, out of skinny, stiff, like a hook-like fingers around Sasha's neck, began to beat her. Sasha pains and scared, crying now, this moment would only gander craned his neck, an old woman rocking pendulum to come to him, and rattle roar for a while, when it turned to rejoin, all goose appreciation Welcome to it: a Ga Ga Ga one! Then beat Mo grandmother waving tree season card trick, this next season card tunic and gave Mo lift up. Sasha was heartbroken, crying back to the house, would like to tell wronged. Mo quarter cards behind her, and burst into tears, but she's crying deep, and not tears, her tearful face, like she had just her face into the water like a bubble. 　　"Never mind, it does not matter!" Olga pale, distraught, while stroking Sasha's head, side to comfort her, "she is your grandmother, grandmother raw gas is sin. It does not matter, boy." 　　"Come on you lying on the hob so go die, your ghost this disease!" Carly carat yell at him fiercely, "real hell, eat the bread of idleness who told you back now?" 　　"Ao Liya ①, my dear, I'm not stay here no longer, I exhausted. For God's sake, to see Christ in God sake, you give your sister Clough quarter Yaebola Karimov Na write a letter and let her put all her things are sold, when, and sent her the money, that we leave here. ah, God, "he continued bitterly," even if I look at a Moscow is also good! even if I could dream of Moscow is good too, dear! " 　　Dusk approaching, more and more dark cabin, we worry valve speechless. Angry old lady to love the hard shell breaking off pieces of rye bread in the bowl after the bubble, and then into his mouth slowly chewing, eating almost an hour. Maria finished squeezing the milk, carrying buckets of milk came in, put it on the bench. Grandmother then poured into a bucket of milk in the jar only, deliberately done for a long time. Obviously she was very pleased, because now is the Feast of the Assumption ② fasting period, no Hing drink milk, the milk you have left. She is only down to a small dish, a little, leaving Carly carat baby to drink. Later, she and Maria into a jar just to go to the cellar. Mo quarter card suddenly jumped up, climb down from the stove, went to the bench in front, picked up the dishes, crusty bread to soak bird's throwing a little wooden bowl of milk. 　　Grandmother returned to the house, they reach for their own bowls to eat them. Sasha and Mo quarter card sitting hob looking grandmother, felt very happy: This time she Kaihun, and only later into hell. They get comfort, you lie down to sleep. Sasha is about to fall asleep, you can still imagine the Last Judgement: a pottery kiln, as big as the stove where the fire raging, there is a head with horns like cattle, covered with black devil, holding a long pole to grandmother to catch fire, just in time as her own goose. 　　"Fire! Fire!" Here came the hoarse cries of, "the village on fire!" 　　① a Russian husband is equal to two thousand one hundred twenty-three meters. 　　Maria anxious in front of the house himself round and round. She was crying, rubbing his hands, scared teeth chattered, though the fire still a long way, the other side of the village. Nicholas wearing Valenki out house, the kids have come out wearing a close tunic. Patrol cabin in the countryside near someone beat the iron. Dangdang's voice resounded through the night sky. This rapid iron endless sound confused in his heart aches, chills. Some grandmothers were all standing holding icons. All the sheep, calves and cows are people from the yard to the street boom, many cages, cooked sheep and barrel are moved out. A coat color black stallion, usually hold it into the horses, because it kicked another old horse, this moment has put out. It is a hoarseness Ming, horseshoe was too, in the village a Lianpao two back, and suddenly stopped near the vehicle in a large, hard kick with hind legs that car. 　　-------- 　　Binge drinking in the pub just the farmers who carried the fire to the machine. They are drunk, stumbling from time to time, stumbled, eyes with tears, a helpless expression. 　　"Good for you, Ann quarter general!" Some people praised, "Come on ah!" 　　Many farmers stood, not doing anything, looked at the fire in a daze. Who do not know what to do, it will not do, and all around the grain pile, hay, plate shelf and pyre. Jiliyake and the old man Aoxi Pu also stood inside, both with a drunk. Like to justify their stand, the old man said to the woman lying on the ground: 　　"Is that the little old man to take the burden, General Zhukov family servant ... he used to cook the family silver in general, like the general's soul in heaven in the evening to my house said:" I stay here Zhuyi Ye ... 'Well, Needless to say, so the two of us to drink a small cup of ... ... busy students samovar old woman, old man would like to drink tea, but the bad luck together, she samovar into the porch, the chimney has been thrust into the roof of Mars, point of the hay, which, under an accident and we almost did not to burn. the old man's hat burned, sin ah. " 　　"They are not allowed to dismantle the house," the crowd came the harsh cry, "No!" 　　"George!" Two girls to blame, anxiety shouted to him, "George!" 　　"You do come from Moscow?" A lady asked. 　　"Thank God, sir, thanks to no wind," he told students that "takes only an hour or else it will burn to the cleaners. Lord, your heart is good," he Yadisangyin, embarrassed added: "Early in the morning is good Cold? ... You really want to warm up good enough to reward a few corners RBI drink. " 　　"They Budehaosi!" Sleep drowsily Carly carat fiercely. 　　"I'd like to look at what you eat here, the nobility of Moscow!" She often gloat that "I'd like to take a look!" 　　She picked up a pole, a hit in Olga's shoulder, surprised to have two wives clap exclaimed: 　　Day later, followed by the long autumn nights. Cabin in the winding wire. Everyone to get, in addition to Ophelia carat: she went across the river to go. This wire is from the neighborhood to a nearby factory, the family relied on to earn some money - one week twenty kopecks. 　　Only point of a small house lights dim light, the wick smoking. If a small light was blocked, there is a vast shadows fall on the window, then you can see the bright moonlight. Ao Xipu old man calmly about the liberation of serfs before ① people how to live. He said, in this area where the days are over now too bored, too poor, I remember when lords often with dogs, Ling * (right-left is anti-dog) ② professional hunters and hunting, hunting time, farmers all drink of vodka. Vehicle after the vehicle was killed wild birds on to a small club in Moscow there. He also said that evil serf be punished, to endure the tree of the whip, but also banished to the territory taken in Tver hereditary serfs; kind of serfs rewarded. Grandmother also say a few memories. She did remember. She talked about his hostess, said she good-natured, adherence to religious rules, but the husband is a drinker and dandy. Said that she had three daughters, and God knows what kind of people are married: one married to an alcoholic, another married man in the street, and the third ran away (grandmother was very young, the busy lady also helped). The three of them died soon have sadness, with their mother, think of them, grandmother or even sobbing a few times. 　　② one kind of run particularly fast hounds. 　　Come a little bald old man, is that General Zhukov burned hat cook. He sat down, listening, and then began recollection of events, talk in a variety of stories. Nicholas sat hob, two legs hanging, listening, always among gentlemen of that year he eat what food. They talked about the deep-fried meat pie, steak, soup and a variety of condiments. The memory is also very good cook, he also cited some of the dishes do not have, for example, there is a dish made with cow eyes, the name of "morning wake up." 　　Nicholas shook his head, blame, said: 　　Then we lie down quietly to sleep. Elderly confused by those who long time ago distracted, excited, think of young wonderful. Youth, no matter what, always in people's memories stay vivid, happy, and moving impression. As for death, it was not far off, but it is so terrible and merciless - best not to think about it! Lamp goes out. Dark Ye Hao, Ye Hao moonlit two small window, quiet Ye Hao, Ye Hao cradle of crunching sound, I do not know what the reason all the old people think of their life is over, the young never come back ... ... They just have to hazy sleep, suddenly it was bumper to your shoulder, his face blown breath, sleep all disappeared immediately, feel numb body, the idea of ​​all the dead brain drilled straight. Turn over to sleep - forget the dead things down, but the mind is full of poverty, feed, flour prices, and so long people worry about, worry about things. After a child, could not help but think again: life is over, never come back ... ... 　　"Who is it?" Olga cried. 　　"Nonsense those guys across the river, stripped my clothes just to let me come back ..." she said, "I had to go home naked, when it was like the birth. Quick to get me to wear to the point." 　　In fact, the grandmother has to worry about in throat up, old man asked: "Who's there?" Olga own shirt and skirt, went out to help Carly carat wear, and then they tried silently closed the door, light hands and feet went into the cabin light. 　　Room and calm down. The family has always been sleep is not practical: the kind of entanglement, escape the anguish prevent each of them sleep: those who head back pain, full of anxiety and angry grandmother, Maria fear, the children scabies, itching, stomach old hungry. They are also disturbed in his sleep at the moment: they continue to stand up, talking in your sleep, get up and drink water. 　　Looking at the window, it is difficult to make out what it is moonlight, or has dawn. Maria got out of the house after, you can hear her in the yard milking, from time to time, said: "stand!" Grandmother was also out. The house is still dark, but all things are revealed. 　　Nicholas could not sleep the night, climb down from the mantel. He a little green box out his tuxedo, wear to the body, went to the window, and kept flat with the palm of your hand sip sleeves, and stretch stretch Hou Jin. He laughed. Then he carefully took off his coat, incorporated into the box, went to lay down. 　　Maria returned to the house, start health stove. She apparently has not fully awake, and now walked as slowly wake up. What she dreamed about, or thought of last night's story, so she stretched comfortably in front of the stove, said: 　　"No, or free Well!" 　　Seven 　　To the classic car - village people are so called district police chief. When will he come, why come to a week before we know. Ruke Wo village, only forty families, but they owe the tax bureau official and local self-government has accumulated more than two thousand. 　　District police chief, first stopping for a rest in the tavern, he was "show up" drink two cups of tea, then walk to the village home, a group out of the house tax arrears have been waiting for the farmers. Village Chang'an quarter Puxiejieli Kafelnikov although very young - he was only early thirties - is very severe, always speak to help the higher, in fact, he is also very poor and can not pay taxes on time. Obviously he was very pleased when the mayor, like realize that they have the power, this power is tough, and he did not know what else can show the power. Village meeting, and we are afraid of him, by his final say. Sometimes, in the street or around the pub, he would suddenly loud Hechi directed at a drunk, tied his hands, put him into the detention room. Once he even grandmother are closed day and night, because she will be replaced by Ao Xipu to open the village, is still at the squalling. He did not lived in the city, has never read the book, but he did not know from where did you get a lot of esoteric words children, like the one used in conversation with, for which he highly respected villagers, although people do not understand What does it mean. 　　Ao Xipu tax book with his home village into the cabin. District police chief, a thin old man, gray Lianbinhuzi build very long, wearing a gray uniform, was sitting beside the table what to write ① attendance. Clean room, four walls were plastered with torn from the magazine's colorful picture card. In the icon next to the most prominent place, hanging from the former Bulgarian portrait of Grand Duke Batten Baker ②. Village Chang'an quarter Puxiejieli Kafelnikov hands crossed across their chests, standing at the table. 　　-------- 　　① Russian farmhouse, where the icon on top. 　　-------- 　　② Batten Baker (one thousand eight hundred fifty-seven - one thousand eight hundred ninety-three), the German Prince, 1879 Prince of any Bulgarian, pro-German and Austrian forces in 1886 to send military officers in the pro-Russian pressure, forced abdication. 　　"Your honor, he owes one hundred and nineteen rubles," turn Aoxi Pu, he said, "before Easter he paid a ruble, pay to play from that day on no greater than a penny." 　　Aoxi Pu District police chief raised his eyes, asked: 　　"This is why, fellow?" 　　"Please show mercy, sir," Ao Xipu said excitedly, "Let me say a few words, Liu Tuo Lieci first year the lords of the village said to me: 'Ao Xipu, sell your hay sold me right ... ... 'how not? I sell out of a hundred Pood hay are cut on the number of gossips in the pasture. OK, we negotiated a good price ... ... Originally, consensual ... " 　　"I do not get out of it!" 　　"Go." 　　Village to take significant steps, going very fast; grandmother Tuozhuo Bei, anger, Fucking, panting, stumbled after him, he dropped her scarf on his shoulders, a pale green glow white hair in the wind in flying. She suddenly stopped, like a real rioters, fists could not help crying, prolonged tone, shouting louder, wailing cry together: 　　Without the samovar, the home of Chiquimula Lijie Aliyev became very boring. Samovar was taken away, this is undignified, unbecoming things, like the family's reputation, like sweeping the floor suddenly. If the mayor took a table and stools, take away all the bottles and jars Dao Yehao some, in that case, some of the room will appear empty. They called grandmother, Maria cry, all they are also looking at the little girl cry wah-wah. The hearts of the old man felt ashamed, dejected in the corner sat silent. Nicholas nothing to say. Grandmother has hurt him, poor him, but forget the compassionate moment, suddenly kept shouting at him, censure, against his face could not shake a fist. She loudly denounced, that was all his fault, still bragging letter, saying that the "Slavic mall" leading fifty rubles a month, can actually give the money remitted is very little, this is why? Why he came home, but also with a family? If he died, to bury him where to get money? ... ... Nicholas, Olga and Sasha looks like child looks really poor. 　　① Bulgarian Grand Batten Beck hung like an icon next to Ao Xipu busy in the wrong. 　　"I do not get out of it!" 　　Tanning black body at the moment the mayor, looked like a shaman. He turned to Aoxi Pu, right quick and severe: 　　Days later, the district police chief again, and sat for an hour, and later by car away. Those days, wind and cold, the river had frozen, no snow down under, but the difficult road to go, and everyone worried. One day, a festive evening, the neighbors house to Ao Xipu sit and chat. They are talking in a dark room, because the festival should not work, so there is no lighting. Press down a few pieces, but are we not happy. Such as two or three families were arrested and bonded cock, to the town hall, where he died, because no one to feed them. As another example, there are a few to give away the sheep, and they tied up the sheep, mounted on the cart away, each to a village on a cart for the results of a sheep died of suffocation. There is now a question unanswered: Who had germanium? The blame? 　　They arrears, oppressed, poor harvests, and so all things food are blamed on local self-government Council, although I do not know who their local self-government in the Board is how it was. The origin of this situation has been a long time. Some wealthy farmers had opened their own factories, Shop and inn, when local self-government on the Council, has always been disgruntled and, subsequently, in their own factory and shop in local self-cursed Bureau. 　　"Local Self-Government Authority!" Ao Xipu dejectedly said, "do not blame it to blame!" 　　Old man does not believe in God, so he almost never wanted him. He acknowledged the wonderful things, but he thought such things only with the woman. Some people talk about religion or in front of him a miracle of such things, what kind of questions put to him, he always scratched his scalp, not willing to answer: 　　"Our Lady of Kazan Goddess, Smolensk Virgin Goddess, three-arm the Virgin Goddess ..." 　　"God bless me!" 　　① Orthodox festival, in the Russian lunar calendar July 2. 　　"Protection of God, the Virgin Goddess! To protect God!" 　　Prayer of Thanksgiving, but analysis done, the icon and carried away. All restored to their original, pub drunk came when the rude not cry. 　　They are not afraid of death, but for a variety of disease was estimated too terrible. Could have been some small problems, gastrointestinal disorders, such as friends, with the point of cool friends, grandmother immediately lay hob, cover tightly and began moaning loudly constantly: "I want one man killed it!" Rush to please the old man Father, grandmother to receive Holy Communion, St. James to accept death before the oil ceremony. They often talked about colds, worms, and induration, that naughty worms in the stomach, forming groups to block the chest. They are most afraid of cold, so even if summer is to wear very thick, warm in the oven stage. Granny likes to see a doctor, often go to the hospital by car, where she said 58, did not say 70. As she thought, if the doctors know her actual age, do not give her medical treatment, would only say: She damn, do not need a cure. She usually leave early in the morning to the hospital, and then put twenty-three little granddaughter, to be back at night, hungry, angry, and give ourselves back to the syrup, cream back to the little granddaughter. Once she has brought to Nicholas, then he drank a week-day medicine, old says he feels better now. 　　"This line," the tailor said, "Thank God, like bear fruit." 　　Oh, how harsh, how long winter ah! 　　① Orthodox festival, the lunar calendar in Russia March 25, said the angel told the Virgin this day: Jesus will be born. 　　Some one thousand other way change the weather warms up, they would leave the road. Olga and Sasha each carrying a line of wings, wearing a shoe tree, _set_ off before dawn. Maria came out to send them a ride. Jiliyake because of poor health, had to be at home again last week. Olga last faced the church sign of the cross, praying silently. She thought of her husband, but did not cry, but her face wrinkled up, as an old woman so ugly. This winter, she was thin, and ugly, a little gray hair, his face no longer looks like the old kind of cute and pleasant smile, endured the pain of bereavement in the future, only a sad look of resignation. Her eyes a bit slow, stiff, as if her ear like. She was reluctant to leave the village and the farmers. She carried away Nicholas recalled the scene, in a seat beside the farmhouse there are people who do requiem prayer, we sympathize with her grief, cried with her, in summer and winter, often have some time, these people like flies worse than animals, living together with them is terrible. They are rude, dishonest, dirty, alcohol; they do not live, always fight, not because they respect each other, but mutual fear and mutual suspicion. Who opened the tavern, the fellow drunk? Farmers. Who is wasted village, schools and churches of public funds, the money for a drink? Farmers. Neighbor who is stealing things, arson, a bottle of vodka for perjury in court? Who is on top of local self-government and other meetings held out against a peasant? Or farmers. Indeed, living together with them is terrible, but they are after all, they feel pain the same as with ordinary people, also crying, but also in their lives where things are not understanding the reason people can not find the. Heavy work to the night on their aching muscles, cold winter, crop failure, crowded housing, but no one to help them, where can not wait to help. Those rich and powerful than they are impossible to help them, because they own it rude, dishonest, alcoholism, blaming liberal and still ugly very. Officer in charge of the small and home treatment to treat farmers as homeless, they even hosted on the mayor and the church are using "you" match, thinking that the right to do so. As for those greedy, stingy, dissolute, lazy people who come to the countryside only to oppress, plunder, frighten the farmers, where farmers still talk about or help _set_ a good example of it? Olga recall, last winter, when Jiliyake pulled to a tree of corporal punishment, the two old people look how pathetic and humiliating ah! Now she is all these poor people for their sad, so she walked as he turned back again to see those cabins. 　　Thus she Kusu for a long time, Olga and Sasha each can always see her back knees, his hands held her head toward what the people do not live next to kowtow. There are a few of her over the rook in the circle. 　　"Orthodox, ah, for Christ's sake, to the point of charity it, ask God to bless you, bless your parents rest in peace in heaven." 请欣赏:  请给我换一个看看！  拜托，快把噪音停掉！我读累了，想听点音乐或者请来支歌曲！

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