THE TWENTY-THIRD day of the twelfth month in the year 1923; the Kitchen God is sent to heavento make his report. A member of Spotted1 Neck’s gang had kidnapped my grandma that morning.
The ransom2 demand was received in the afternoon: the distillery was to pay one thousand silverdollars for the hostage’s safe return. If they failed to do so, they could retrieve3 her body from theTemple of the Earth God at the eastern edge of Li Village.
By rummaging4 through chests and cupboards, Granddad scraped together two thousand silverdollars, which he stuffed into a flour sack and told Uncle Arhat to deliver on one of the mules6.
‘Didn’t they only ask for one thousand?’
‘Just do as I say.’
Uncle Arhat left on the mule7.
Uncle Arhat returned with my grandma before nightfall, escorted by two mounted bandits withrifles slung8 over their backs.
When they spotted Granddad they said, ‘Proprietor9, our leader says you can sleep with the gateopen from now on!’
Granddad told Uncle Arhat to fetch a crock of the piss-enhanced wine for the bandits to takeback with them. ‘See what your leader thinks of this wine,’ he said. Then he escorted the banditsto the edge of the village.
When he returned home, he closed the gate, the front door, and the bedroom door behind him.
He and Grandma lay on the kang in each other’s arms. ‘Spotted Neck didn’t take advantage ofyou, did he?’
Grandma shook her head, but tears rolled down her cheeks.
‘What’s wrong? Did he rape5 you?’
She buried her head in his chest. ‘He?.?.?. he felt my breast.?.?.?.’
Granddad stood up angrily. ‘The baby, is he all right?’
Grandma nodded.
In the spring of 1924, Granddad rode his mule on a secret trip to Qingdao, where he bought twopistols and five thousand cartridges10. One of the repeaters was German-made, called a ‘waist-drum’, the other a Spanish ‘goosehead’.
After returning with the pistols, he locked himself up in his room for three days, breaking theweapons down and putting them back together over and over and over. With the coming ofspring, the ice in the river melted, and fish that had spent a suffocating11 winter at the bottom swamsleepily to the surface to bask12 in the sun. Granddad took the pistols and a basketful of cartridgesdown to the river, where he spent the entire spring picking off fish. When there were no morelarge ones, he went after little ones. If he had an audience, he shot wildly, hitting nothing; but ifhe was alone, each round smashed a fish’s head. Summer arrived, and the sorghum13 grew.
It poured rain on the seventh night of the seventh month, complete with thunder and lightning.
Grandma handed Father, who was nearly four months old, to Passion and followed Granddadinto the shop in the eastern compound, where they closed the doors and windows and had UncleArhat light the lamp. Grandma laid out seven copper14 coins on the counter in the shape of a plumblossom. Granddad swaggered back and forth15 beyond the counter, then spun16 around, drew hispistols, and began firing – pow pow, pow pow, pow pow pow – seven rapid shots. The coins flewup against the wall; three bullets fell to the floor, the other four were stuck in the wall.
Grandma and Granddad walked up to the counter, where they held up the lantern and sawthere wasn’t a mark on the surface.
He had perfected his ‘seven-plum-blossom skill’.
Granddad rode the black mule up to the wine shop on the eastern edge of the village. Cobwebsdotted the frame of the door, which he pushed open and walked inside. A strong smell ofputrefaction made his head reel. Covering his nose with his sleeve, he looked around. The fat oldman was sitting beneath the beam, a noose17 around his neck. His eyes were open; his black tonguewas sticking out through parted lips.
Granddad spat18 twice to clear out his mouth and led the mule to the edge of the village wherehe stood thoughtfully for a long time, while the mule pawed the ground and swished its hairlesstail to drive away swarms19 of black flies as big as beans. Finally, he mounted the mule, whichstretched out its neck and began heading home; but Granddad jerked back the icy metal bit in itsmouth and smacked20 it on the rump, turning down the path by the sorghum field.
The little wooden bridge over the Black Water River was still intact at the time, and whitecapsfrom the swollen21 river splashed up onto the bridge planks22. The roar of the river frightened themule, which balked23 at the bridgehead and refused to cross, even when Granddad showed it hisfists. So he rose up in the saddle and sat down hard, forcing the mule to trot24 out into the middle ofthe bridge, its back sagging25. He reined26 it to a halt. A shallow layer of clear water washed acrossthe planks, and a red-tailed carp as thick as a man’s arm leaped out of the water west of thebridge, describing a rainbow in the air before splashing into the water on the eastern side.
Granddad watched the westward27 flow of water as it washed the mule’s hooves clean. The mulelowered its lips to touch the spray above the churning water, which splashed its long, narrowface. It closed its nostrils28 and bared its white, even teeth.
Green-tipped sorghum on the southern bank waved in the wind as Granddad rode eastwardalong the riverbank. When the sun was directly overhead, he dismounted and led the animal intothe sorghum field. The black, rain-soaked earth was like a gooey paste that swallowed up themule’s hooves and covered Granddad’s feet. The mule struggled to keep its heavy body movingforward. White puffs29 of air and green, powdery froth shot from the animal’s nostrils. Thepungent, vinegary smell of sweat and the putrid30 stench of black mud made Granddad feel likesneezing. He and his mule parted the dense31, tender green sorghum to clear a lane through thefield; but the stalks righted themselves slowly, leaving no sign that anyone had passed by. Waterseeped from the ground where they had walked, quickly filling the indentations.
Granddad’s legs and the mule’s belly32 were splattered with mud. The sound of their movementwas harsh and grating in the stifling33 air of the field, where the sorghum grew unchecked. Beforelong, Granddad was breathing hard; his throat was parched34, his tongue sticky and foul-tasting.
Having no more perspiration35 to sweat, his pores oozed36 a sticky liquid like pine oil, which stunghis skin. The sharp sorghum leaves cut his bare neck.
The angered mule kept shaking his head, wanting desperately37 to leap into the air and gallopalong the tips of the sorghum, or, like our other black mule, to be at the trough feeding wearily ona mixture of sorghum leaves and scorched38 grain.
Granddad walked confidently and steadfastly39 down a furrow40, his plan well thought out. Themule, whose eyes were watering from brushing up against sorghum leaves, kept looking at itsmaster, sometimes sadly, sometimes angrily, as it was led through the field. Fresh footprintsappeared on the ground in front of them, and Granddad detected traces of the smell he had beenanticipating. The mule shortened the distance between them, still snorting, still weaving its bulkybody among the sorghum stalks. Granddad coughed, more loudly than necessary, and a wave ofintoxicating fragrance41 wafted42 towards him from up ahead. He knew, his sixth sense told him, thathe was a mere43 step or two from the spot that had obsessed44 him for so long.
Granddad followed the trail without having to look at the footprints. He sang out to break thestillness: ‘. . . One horse far away from the state of Xiliang?.?.?.’
He sensed footsteps behind him, but kept walking, as though blissfully ignorant. Suddenly ahard object poked45 him in the ribs46. He raised his hands compliantly47. Hands reached into his shirtand removed his pistols. A strip of black cloth was wrapped around his eyes.
‘I want to see your chief,’ he said.
A bandit wrapped his arms around Granddad, picked him up off the ground, and spun himaround for a minute or two, then let him fall hard onto the spongy black ground. His forehead andhands covered with mud, he climbed to his feet by grabbing on to a stalk of sorghum; his earswere ringing and he saw a flash of green, then a flash of black. He could hear the heavingbreathing of the man beside him. The bandit broke off a stalk of sorghum and thrust one end intoGranddad’s hand. ‘Let’s go!’ he said.
Granddad heard the footsteps of the bandits behind him and a sucking sound as the mulepulled its hooves out of the gooey mud. When the bandit removed Granddad’s blindfold48, hecovered his eyes with his hands, squeezed out a dozen or so tears, then let his hands drop. In frontof him was a camp trampled49 out of the sorghum. A dozen men with rain capes50 over theirshoulders stood in front of the two tents, where a man sat on a wooden stump52; there was a bigspot on his neck.
‘Where’s your leader?’
‘Are you the proprietor of the distillery?’ Spotted Neck asked him.
‘Yes.’
‘What do you want here?’
‘To pay my respects to an expert and learn from him.’
Spotted Neck sneered53. ‘Don’t you go down to the river to shoot fish for target practice everyday?’
‘I can’t get the knack54 of it.’
Spotted Neck held up Granddad’s pistols and looked down the barrels, then cocked them.
‘Fine weapons. What are you practising with these for?’
‘To use on Nine Dreams Cao.’
‘Isn’t he your old lady’s foster-dad?’
‘He gave me three hundred and fifty lashes55 with the sole of his shoe! All because of you.’
Spotted Neck laughed. ‘You murdered two men and took possession of their woman. Youdeserve to have your head lopped off.’
‘He gave me three hundred and fifty lashes!’
Spotted Neck raised his right hand and pulled off three quick shots – pow pow pow – then didthe same with his left. Granddad sat down hard on the ground, buried his head in his arms, andscreeched. The bandits roared with laughter.
‘How could a scared rabbit like that murder anyone?’ Spotted Neck wondered aloud.
‘He saves his courage for sex,’ one of the bandits said.
‘Go home and take care of business,’ Spotted Neck said. ‘Now that the Gook is dead, yourhome will be the contact point.’
‘I want to learn how to shoot so I can kill Nine Dreams Cao!’ Granddad repeated.
‘I hold the life of Nine Dreams Cao in the palm of my hand, and I can take it from him anytime I want,’ Spotted Neck said.
‘Does that mean I’ve wasted my time coming here?’ Granddad asked unhappily.
Spotted Neck tossed Granddad’s two pistols to him. He barely caught one; the other landed onthe ground, its muzzle56 buried in the mud. He picked it up, shook off the mud, and wiped thebarrel on his sleeve.
One of the bandits walked up to blindfold Granddad, but Spotted Neck waved him off. ‘Noneed for that,’ he said as he stood up. ‘Come on, let’s take a bath in the river. We’ll walk part ofthe way with the proprietor here.’
One of the bandits led the mule. Granddad fell in behind the animal, followed by Spotted Neckand his gang of bandits. When they reached the riverbank, Spotted Neck looked at Granddadwith a cold glint in his eyes. Granddad wiped the mud and sweat from his face. ‘I guess I waswrong to come,’ he said, ‘wrong to come. This heat’s enough to kill a man.’
He took off his muddy clothes, casually57 tossed the two pistols onto the pile of clothing, thenran down to the river and dived in, splashing around like a fritter in hot oil. His head bobbed upand down; his arms flailed58 like those of a man trying to pull up a clump59 of water grass.
‘Doesn’t he know how to swim?’ one of the bandits asked.
Spotted Neck just snorted.
‘He’ll drown, chief!’
‘Go in and drag him out!’ Spotted Neck ordered.
Four bandits dived in and carried Granddad, who had swallowed a caskful of water, up to thebank, where he lay like a dead man.
‘Bring his mule over,’ Spotted Neck said.
One of the men led the mule over.
‘Lay him across the mule’s back,’ Spotted Neck said.
The bandits lifted him up onto the mule’s back, his bloated belly pressing down on the saddle.
‘Make it run!’ Spotted Neck said.
With one bandit leading the mule, another behind, and two more holding on to Granddad, themule trotted60 down the riverbank; by the time it had travelled about the distance of two arrowshots, a murky61 column of water shot out of Granddad’s mouth.
The bandits lifted Granddad off the mule and laid him out naked on the dike62. He looked up atthe tall, hulking Spotted Neck with eyes as dull as those of a dead fish.
Spotted Neck removed his rain cape51 and said with a friendly smile, ‘You just got a new leaseon life, young man.’
Granddad’s ashen63 cheeks twitched64 painfully.
Spotted Neck and his men stripped and dived into the river. Excellent swimmers, they had afrolicking water fight, sending sprays of the Black Water River flying in all directions.
Slowly Granddad got to his feet and draped Spotted Neck’s rain cape over his shoulders. Afterblowing his nose and clearing his throat, he flexed65 his arms and legs. His saddle was drippingwet, so he dried it off with Spotted Neck’s clothes. The mule touchingly66 stretched its satiny,glistening neck towards Granddad. He patted it. ‘Be patient, Blackie, be patient.’
Granddad picked up his pistols as the bandits swam towards the riverbank like a flock ofducks. He fired seven shots in perfect cadence67. The brains and blood of seven bandits werespattered across the cruel, heartless waters of the Black Water River.
Granddad fired seven more shots.
By then Spotted Neck had crawled up onto the shore. The Black Water River had washed hisskin as clean as a snowflake. Standing68 fearlessly in a clump of yellowing grass at the river’sedge, he commented with considerable admiration69, ‘Nice shooting!’
The blazing, golden sun lit up the drops of water rolling down his naked body.
‘Spotty,’ Granddad asked him, ‘did you touch my woman?’
‘What a rotten shame!’
‘What got you into this business, anyway?’
‘You won’t die in bed,’ Spotted Neck replied.
‘Aren’t you going back in the water?’
Spotted Neck backed up until he was standing in the shallow water. ‘Shoot me here,’ he said,pointing to his heart. ‘The head is so messy!’
‘All right,’ Granddad agreed.
The seven bullets Granddad fired surely turned Spotted Neck’s heart into a honeycomb. Hemerely moaned once as he fell backward, his legs sticking out of the water like fins70 for a momentbefore he sank to the bottom like a fish.
The following morning, Granddad and Grandma rode their black mules over to the home ofGreat-Granddad, who was melting silver into longevity71 ingots. When they burst in on him, heknocked over the smelting72 kettle in alarm.
‘I hear Nine Dreams Cao rewarded you with ten silver dollars,’ Granddad said.
‘Spare me, worthy73 son-in-law.?.?.?.’ Great-Granddad fell to his knees.
Granddad took out ten silver dollars and stacked them on Great-Granddad’s shiny scalp.
‘Hold your head up straight, and don’t move!’ he demanded.
He moved back a few steps. Pow pow. Two silver dollars sailed into the air.
Two more shots sent two more silver dollars flying.
Before Granddad had fired ten shots, Great-Granddad lay in a blubbering heap on the floor.
Grandma took out a hundred silver dollars and tossed them on the floor, which shone likesilver.
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bask
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noose
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| n.（说话声调的）抑扬顿挫 | |
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| n.钦佩，赞美，羡慕 | |
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| [医]散热片；鱼鳍；飞边；鸭掌 | |
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