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双语全文 ● 鲁迅 阿Q正传——第六章 从中兴到末路






“May Buddha preserve us, Ah Q! How dare you climb into our garden to steal turnips!... Mercy on us, what a wicked thing to do! Aiya, Buddha pre­serve us! ”

“When did I ever climb into your garden and steal turnips?” retorted Ah Q as he started off, keeping his eyes on her.

“Now—aren’t you?” The old nun pointed at the bulge in his jacket.

“Are these yours? Will they come when you call? You ...”

Leaving his sentence unfinished, Ah Q took to his heels as fast as he could, followed by a huge fat black dog. Originally this dog had been at the front gate, and how it reached the back garden was a mystery. With a snarl the black dog gave chase and was just about to bite Ah Q’s leg when most opportunely a turnip fell from his jacket, and the dog, taken by surprise,stopped for a second. During this time Ah Q scrambled up the mulberry tree, scaled the mud wall, and fell, turnips and all, outside the convent. He left the black dog still barking by the mulberry tree, and the old nun saying her prayers.

Fearing that the nun would let the black dog out again, Ah Q gathered together his turnips and ran, picking up a few small stones as he went. But the black dog did not reappear. Ah Q threw away the stones and walked on,eating as he went, thinking to himself, “There is nothing to be had here: bet­ter go to town ... ”

By the time the third turnip was finished he had made up his mind to go to town.

Chapter 6

From Resurgence to Decline

Weizhuang did not see Ah Q again till just after the Moon Festival that year. Everybody was surprised to hear of his return, and this made them think back and wonder where he had been all that time. In the past Ah Q had usually taken great pleasure in announcing his few visits to town; but since he had not done so this time, his going had passed unnoticed. He may have told the old man in charge of the Tutelary God’s Temple, but according to the custom of Weizhuang only a trip to town counted as important. Even the Bogus Foreign Devil’s going was not talked about, much less Ah Q’s. This would explain why the old man had not spread the news for him, with the result that the villagers remained in the dark.








第六章 从中兴到末路


Ah Q’s return this time was very different from before, and in fact quite enough to occasion astonishment. The day was growing dark when he showed up, bleary-eyed, at the tavern door, walked up to the counter, and tossed down on it a handful of silver and coppers produced from his belt.“Cash!” he announced. “Bring the wine!” He was wearing a new lined jacket and at his waist hung a large purse, the great weight of which caused his belt to sag in a sharp curve.

It was the custom in Weizhuang that anyone in any way unusual should be treated with respect rather than disregarded, and now, although they knew quite well that this was Ah Q, still he was very different from the Ah Q of the ragged coat. The ancients say,“A scholar who has been away three days must be looked at with new eyes.” So the waiter, tavern-keeper,customers and passers-by all quite naturally expressed a kind of suspicion mingled with respect. The tavern-keeper started off by nodding, following this up with the words:

“So you’re back, Ah Q!”

“Yes, I’m back.”

“Made a pretty packet, eh? ... where ...?”

“I’ve been in town.”

By the next day this piece of news had spread through Weizhuang. And since everybody wanted to hear the success story of this Ah Q of the ready money and the new lined jacket, in the tavern, teahouse, and under the tem­ple eaves, the villagers gradually ferreted out the news. The result was that they began to treat Ah Q with a new deference.

According to Ah Q, he had been a servant in the house of a successful provincial candidate. This part of the story filled all who heard it with awe.This successful provincial candidate was named Bai, but because he was the only successful provincial candidate in the whole town there was no need to use his surname: whenever anyone spoke of the successful provincial candi­date, it meant him. And this was so not only in Weizhuang, for almost ev­eryone within a radius of a hundred li imagined his name to be Mr. Success­ful Provincial Candidate. To have worked in the household of such a man naturally called for respect; but according to Ah Q’s further statements, he was unwilling to go on working there because this successful candidate was really too much of a “turtle’s egg.” This part of the story made all who heard it sigh, but with a sense of pleasure, because it showed that Ah Q was un­worthy to work in the household of such a man, yet not to work there was a pity.

但阿Q这回的回来,却与先前大不同,确乎很值得惊异。天色将黑,他睡眼蒙胧的在酒店门前出现了,他走近柜台,从腰间伸出手来,满把是银的和铜的,在柜上一扔说, “现钱!打酒来!”穿的是新夹祅,看去腰间还挂着一个大搭连,沉钿钿的将裤带坠成了很弯很弯的弧线。未庄老例,看见略有些醒目的人物,是与其慢也宁敬的,现在虽然明知道是阿Q,但因为和破夹祅的阿Q有些两样了,古人云,“士别三日便当刮目相待”,所以堂倌,掌柜,酒客,路人,便自然显出一种疑而且敬的形态来。掌柜既先之以点头,又继之以谈话:







According to Ah Q, his return was also due to his dissatisfaction with the townspeople because they called a long bench a straight bench, used shredded shallots to fry fish, and—a defect he had recently discovered—the women did not sway in a very satisfactory manner as they walked. Howev­er, the town had its good points too; for instance, in Weizhuang everyone played with thirty-two bamboo counters and only the Bogus Foreign Devil could play mahjong, but in town even the street urchins excelled at mahjong. You had only to place the Bogus Foreign Devil in the hands of these young rascals in their teens for him straightway to become like “a small devil before the King of Hell.” This part of the story made all who heard it blush.

“Have you seen an execution?” asked Ah Q. “Ah, that’s a fine sight.... When they execute the revolutionaries.... Ah, that’s a fine sight, a fine sight....”He shook his head, sending his spittle flying on to the face of Zhao Sichen who was standing opposite him. This part of the story made all who heard it tremble. Then with a glance around, he suddenly raised his right hand and dropped it on the neck of Whiskers Wang who, craning forward, was listen­ing with rapt attention.

“Off with his head!” shouted Ah Q.

Whiskers Wang gave a start, and jerked back his head as fast as lightning or a spark struck from a flint, while the bystanders shivered with pleasurable apprehension. After his, Whiskers Wang went about in a daze for many days and dared not go near Ah Q, nor did the others.





Although we cannot say that in the eyes of the inhabitants of Weizhuang Ah Q’s status at this time was superior to that of Mr. Zhao, we can at least affirm without any danger of inaccuracy that it was approxi­mately equivalent.

Not long after, Ah Q’s fame suddenly spread into the women’s apart­ments of Weizhuang too. Although the only two families of any pretensions in Weizhuang were those of Qian and Zhao, and nine-tenths of the rest were poor, still women’s apartments are women’s apartments, and the way Ah Q’s fame spread into them was quite miraculous. When the womenfolk met they would say to each other, “Mrs. Zou bought a blue silk skirt from Ah Q. Although it was old, it only cost ninety cents. And Zhao Baiyan’s mother(this has yet to be verified, because some say it was Zhao Sichen’s mother)bought a child’s costume of crimson foreign calico which was nearly new for only three hundred cash, less eight per cent discount. ”

Then those who had no silk skirt or needed foreign calico were most anxious to see Ah Q in order to buy from him. Far from avoiding him now,they sometimes followed him when he passed, calling to him to stop.

“Ah Q, have you any more silk skirts?” they would ask. “No? We want foreign calico too. Do you have any?”

This news later spread from the poor households to the rich ones, be­cause Mrs. Zou was so pleased with her silk skirt that she took it to Mrs. Zhao for her approval, and Mrs. Zhao told Mr. Zhao, speaking very highly of it.

Mr. Zhao discussed the matter that evening at dinner with his son the successful county candidate, suggesting that there was certainly something strange about Ah Q and that they should be more careful about their doors and windows. They did not know, though, what if anything Ah Q had left—he might still have something good. Since Mrs. Zhao happened to want a good cheap fur jacket, after a family council it was decided to ask Mrs. Zou to find Ah Q for them at once. For this a third exception was made to the rule, special permission being given that evening for a lamp to be lit.





A considerable amount of oil had been burned, but still there was no sign of Ah Q. The whole Zhao household was yawning with impatience,some of them resenting Ah Q’s casualness, others blaming Mrs. Zou for not making a greater effort. Mrs. Zhao was afraid that Ah Q dared not come be­cause of the terms agreed upon that spring, but Mr. Zhao did not think this anything to worry about because, as he said, “This time I sent for him.” Sure enough, Mr. Zhao proved himself a man of insight, for Ah Q finally arrived with Mrs. Zou.

“He keeps saying he has nothing left,” panted Mrs. Zou as she came in.“When I told him to come and tell you so himself he kept talking back. I told him ... ”

“Sir!” cried Ah Q with an attempt at a smile, coming to a halt under the eaves.

“I hear you did well for yourself in town, Ah Q,” said Mr. Zhao, going up to him and looking him over carefully. “Very good. Now...they say you have some old things.... Bring them all here for us to look at. This is simply because I happen to want...”

“I told Mrs. Zou—there’s nothing left.”

“Nothing left?” Mr. Zhao could not help sounding disappointed. “How could they go so quickly?”

“They belonged to a friend, and there wasn’t much to begin with. Peo­ple bought some.... ”

“There must be something left.”

“Only a door curtain.”

“Then bring the door curtain for us to see,” said Mrs. Zhao hurriedly.

“Well, tomorrow will do,” said Mr. Zhao without much enthusiasm.“When you have anything in future, Ah Q, you must bring it to us first ... ”

“We certainly won’t pay less than other people!” said the successful county candidate. His wife shot a hasty glance at Ah Q to see his reaction.

“I need a fur jacket,”said Mrs. Zhao.














Although Ah Q agreed, he slouched out so carelessly that they did not know whether he had taken their instructions to heart or not. This so disappointed, annoyed and worried Mr. Zhao that he even stopped yawning. The successful candidate was also far from satisfied with Ah Q’s attitude. “People should be on their guard against such a turtle’s egg,” he said.“It might be best to order the bailiff to forbid him to live in Weizhuang.”

Mr. Zhao did not agree, saying that then Ah Q might bear a grudge,and that in a business like this it was probably a case of “the eagle does not prey on its own nest”: his own village need not worry so long as they were a little more watchful at night. The successful candidate, much impressed by this parental instruction, immediately withdrew his proposal for banishing Ah Q but cautioned Mrs. Zou on no account to repeat what had been said.

The next day, however, when Mrs. Zou took her blue skirt to be dyed black she repeated these insinuations about Ah Q, although not actually mentioning what the successful candidate had said about driving him away. Even so, it was most damaging to Ah Q. In the first place, the bailiff ap­peared at his door and took away the door curtain. Although Ah Q protested that Mrs. Zhao wanted to see it, the bailiff would not give it back and even demanded monthly hush money. In the second place, the villagers’ respect for Ah Q suddenly changed. Although they still dared not take liberties,from their previous fear of his “Off with his head!” it closely resembled the attitude of the ancients to spirits: they kept a respectful distance.

Some idlers who wanted to get to the bottom of the business went to question Ah Q carefully. And with no attempt at concealment Ah Q told them proudly of his experiences. They learned that he had merely been a petty thief, not only unable to climb walls but even unable to go through openings: he simply stood outside an opening to receive the stolen goods.

One night he had just received a package and his chief had gone in again, when he heard a great uproar inside and took to his heels as fast as he could. He fled from the town that same night, back to Weizhuang; and after this he dared not return to do any more thieving. This story, however, was even more damaging to Ah Q, since the villagers had been keeping a respectful distance because they did not want to incur his enmity; for who could have guessed that he was only a thief who dared not steal again? Now they knew he was really too low to inspire fear.




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