The main content of Lesson 15 "Fanka"

Nine-year-old Fanka Zhukov was sent to be an apprentice to the shoemaker Ariashne three months ago. On Christmas Eve, he didn't lie down to sleep. He waited for the boss, the boss's wife and a few waiters to go to the church for worship, so he took out a small bottle of ink and a pen with a rusty tip from the boss's cabinet, flattened a piece of crumpled white paper, and started writing a letter. Come.

Before writing the first word, he glanced worriedly at the door and the window, and then squinted at the dim statue. On both sides of the statue were two rows of shelves filled with items. Last. He sighed, knelt in front of the desk, and spread the piece of paper on the desk.

"Dear Grandpa Konstantin Makaryc," he wrote, "I am writing to you. I wish you a Merry Christmas and God bless you. I have no father. Without my mother, I have only you as a relative."

Fanka looked at the dark window, and the blurred shadow of the candle was reflected in the glass window; he imagined his grandfather Konstantin Makalich, It seemed like grandpa was right in front of me. ——Grandpa is the night watchman at Zhifaroviev’s house. He is a very interesting, thin old man, 65 years old, always smiling and winking. During the day, he always slept in the big kitchen. In the evening, he put on his large sheepskin coat, banged his clapper, and walked around the villa. The old female dog Kashidanka and the male dog Loach followed him with their heads lowered. Loach is a very obedient and lovable dog. Its body is black and as long as a weasel, so it is called a loach.

Now, Grandpa must be standing at the gate, squinting at the bright red windows of the country church. He must be stamping his feet in high felt boots, his clappers hanging on his belt, he was huddled in the cold, hunched shoulders...

The weather was so nice, sunny, and there was no wind at all. , dry and cold. It was a moonless night, but the whole village - the white roofs, the wisps of smoke coming out of the chimneys, the silver-white trees covered with thick frost, and the snowdrifts - were all visible. The sky was filled with stars blinking happily, and the Milky Way looked very clear, as if someone had polished it with snow for the festival...

Fanka sighed, dipped the tip of his pen, and Then keep writing.

"I was beaten last night because I fell asleep unknowingly while rocking the cradle for their little baby. The boss grabbed my hair and dragged me to the yard. She beat me with a belt. This week, the boss lady asked me to pick up a herring. I picked it up from the tail, and she picked it up and poked me in the face with the fish's mouth, and they sent me away. I was asked to steal the boss's cucumber when I went to the hotel. The boss picked up a cucumber and beat me. I had almost no food. I had some bread in the morning, porridge for lunch, and some bread in the evening. La, tea, only the boss himself is eating and drinking. They ask me to sleep in the corridor. When their little baby cries, I can't sleep, so I have to rock the cradle. Dear grandpa, have mercy on me. I'm leaving here and going back to our village! I can't bear it anymore! ...I kneel down for you and I will always pray to God to take me away from here, or I will. I'm going to die! ..."

Fanka curled his lips, rubbed his eyes with the back of his dirty hands, and sobbed.

"I will rub tobacco leaves for you," he continued, "I will pray to God for you. If I do something wrong, just give me a good beating. If you If I'm afraid I won't be able to find a job, I can ask the housekeeper to let me polish my shoes for God's sake; or I can ask Fijica to let me help herd the sheep. My dear grandpa, I can't bear it anymore. If you can't live anymore, there's only one way to die! ...I wanted to run back to our village, but I don't have any shoes and I'm afraid of the cold. When I grow up, I will take care of you and no one will dare to bully you.

"Speaking of Moscow, it is a big city. The houses are all owned by gentlemen. There are many horses, no sheep, and the dogs are not ferocious at all. On Christmas, children here do not walk around holding star lanterns, and no one is allowed to sing on the choir in the church. Once, I saw in the window of a shop a fishing hook sold together with a fishing rod and wire. It can catch all kinds of fish and is very expensive. There is one species that can even weigh as much as a pound of giant catfish. I also saw some shops selling various guns, just like our boss's guns. I think a gun costs a hundred rubles. There are woodcocks, partridges, hares in the butcher shop..." But where did those things come from? The clerk in the shop refused to say.

"Dear grandpa, I am hanging them on the Christmas tree. When the candy is served, please pick a golden walnut and hide it in my green box. "

Fanka sighed sadly and stared at the window blankly. He remembered that it was always his grandfather who went to the woods to cut down Christmas trees, and his grandfather always took him there. What a happy day! The frozen mountain forest was chirping, and Grandpa was coughing from the cold, and he was coughing too... It was time to cut down the Christmas tree. Grandpa first smoked a pipe, then took snuff for a while, and talked to the frozen Xiao Fan. Kadou laughed for a while... Many small fir trees were covered with thick frost, standing there motionless, waiting to see which one would die. Suddenly a hare jumped out of nowhere and scurried across the snowdrift like an arrow.

Grandpa couldn't help shouting, "Catch it, catch it, catch it! Hey, short-tailed ghost!"

Grandpa dragged the cut tree back to his house, and everyone started dressing up the tree. .

"Come on, dear grandpa," Fanka went on to write, "I beg you, for the sake of Christ, take me out of here. Have mercy on me, this unfortunate orphan. Here Everyone beat me. I was so hungry and lonely that I couldn't help but cry. One day, the boss hit me on the head with a stick and I fainted. It took me a long time to wake up. There is no hope, not even a dog! ... My greetings to Alyona, my greetings to the one-eyed Egor, and my greetings to the coachman. Don't let anyone take my harmonium. My dear grandpa. , come on!"

Fanka folded the paper full of words into four and put it in an envelope. The envelope was bought for one kopeck the night before. He thought about it, dipped it in ink, and wrote the address:

"Country Grandpa"

Then he scratched his head, thought again, and added a few words:

"Constantine Makarych"

He was satisfied that no one would disturb him while writing a letter, so he put on his hat, not even his tattered fur coat, only his shirt. , ran to the street... He had asked the butcher's boy the night before, and the boy told him that the letter should be thrown into the mail box, and from there it should be distributed by mail truck to various places. There were three horses in the mail coach, with bells ringing, and a drunken postman sitting there. Fanka ran to the first mailbox and stuffed his precious letter into it.

After an hour, he fell asleep with sweet hope. In his dream, he saw a warm kang, and his grandfather was sitting on the kang, with his legs stretched out, reading his letter... Loach was walking around beside the kang, wagging his tail...

But dreams have to be awakened after all. Occasionally, a carriage would pass by on the Christmas street. It was the young masters and ladies from the aristocratic families who went to buy gifts or go to a party at the aristocratic school. A carriage slowly drove towards the door of the store. The horse was not like the mayor's carriage. Fanka had seen the mayor's horse before. It was the year before last, when the Tsar passed by this city. In winter, most people still didn't have warm clothes to wear. However, under the coercion of the police, they had to go barefoot and carry the distributed bouquets and ribbons to the street to stand in the biting cold wind. to welcome their great Tsar.

The Tsar and the Empress wore velvet robes made of polar bears hunted from Siberia, and the Empress also wore a scarf made of Arctic fox fur around her neck. The scarves sold in Lao Kajia's store were far inferior to this, but he still stroked the collar of his shirt, which was full of oil and wrinkles, and forced the second button into the first buttonhole - -The first button was actually torn off during a quarrel with Xiao Lina's mother - and then he wiped his face with his hands that smelled of money. He didn't understand why the Tsar and the Empress came so early, which made him have to get up early to greet them without washing his face. But Lao Ka's family was still very excited, because it was the Tsar after all. He really hoped that the Tsar or the Queen would look at him, just as he hoped that people in the city would come to his store to buy things.

By the way, it’s time to talk about the mayor’s horse. It closely followed the Ford sedan that the Tsar was sitting in. Although Russia has factories, the cars it can build are not as good as those in the United States. Some people say that the Queen The jewelry he wore was bought with the money for building a car - it was a white horse, covered with meat - Fanka didn't know the word "plump", so he could only use this sentence to describe it - it was full of flesh. The hair is as white as snow, like the snow in Fanka's hometown. The mane and tail hair were probably just brushed by Ma Fu in the morning. When the wind blew, waves of familiar fragrance floated from the horse. Oh, that's the boss's wife. The smell of the shampoo she used - she often said that the shampoo was the best and most expensive, at least in the city. I wonder what she would say when she smelled the smell of horses - in Mana Donets The broad belly of the grassland is covered from top to bottom with silk made in China - which he bought at a high price from a British captain who visited the Old Summer Palace - and this is all to make his horse look more beautiful. Noble, more status, but he doesn't need it, because how many people in this city have horses?

The boss who served Fanka happened to have a horse. It was not as fat as the mayor’s horse, nor as fragrant as that horse, and not as noble as that horse. However, the boss thought his horse was still good, so he Like his character. The skinny horse used its legs like Fanka's grandfather's crutch to pull the boss's car to the door of the store.

Fanka woke up. He woke up in time because the boss was back. He saw through the window that the horse's tail - the tail is the most conspicuous part of the horse, as the saying goes, "a thin horse has long hair" - was braided into a beautiful flower braid with a colorful rope sandwiched between it. This is of course a description of the braid, but if the braid is a horse's tail, and the tail of the boss's horse, then something is very wrong. It's just like the hill-like body of little Linna next door's mother wearing tights, the kind worn by ballet dancers. You can imagine what it would look like. But the horse in front of the door is just like that, but judging from the boss's aesthetic sense - he often compares the boss's wife to the Mona Lisa - it is very beautiful. The tail was made by the boss himself in order to go to church on Christmas Eve and took up his usual time to make money.

Because he believes that even though his shop is a little small and his horse is a little inferior, he still has to do his best for the sake of face, such as braiding the horse's tail into a flowery braid, so that he can show off in front of the ladies - - But if Fanka, who has not gone to school much, hears the boss's speech delivered by his horse's tail (in fact, in the eyes of those with little education, it is actually a speech full of typos but that can win an award). joke), Fanka would think that was even more disgusting than talking about pig butts.

The boss squirmed his body - he usually didn't squirm like this, but twisted - and walked into the store. Finally Fanka knew why the boss was so abnormal. When the store door was pushed open, a strong smell of Volga hit his face. The boss staggered and almost fell on Fanka, but it seemed that the bedroom was more attractive to him. , a figure fell down with a plop and fell on the bed. At this time, the door opened again, and it was the proprietress. The smell of tequila hit her face, and she almost fell on Fanka, but in the end she fell on the bed. Just like that, after a burst of footsteps, silence returned to the store. Fanka calmed down again after being anxious for a while. He should have been busy mopping the floor at this moment, but now he was sitting still. Normally, he would be looking for death.

Now, Fanka thought to himself, it would be fine if he sat, and no one would know, and it didn’t matter whether the floor was wiped or not. He gradually relaxed and remembered the letter to his grandfather again. Just as Fanka was leaning on the table and thinking about his grandfather, a pair of eyes stared at Fanka. The owner of these eyes was not an adult, but he was thinking of a sinful thing with an adult heart.

The boy also came back. He wanted to help the old lady and his wife into the house, but he didn't expect that they were faster than rabbits. He didn't need the boy to help him at all, and he walked towards the bed like an apple falling to the ground. past. Seeing that the boss and the landlady had gone to bed, the guy himself felt very tired. The party at Vladimir's house on Third Street yesterday was really noisy, and now he has a headache just thinking about it, so he decided to go to bed. Bar. Just as he put the horse down and entered the house through the back door to go to bed, he saw a person from the corridor, it was Fanka. Although they also came from a foreign land and were still not adults, the waiter didn't have a good impression of Fanka. Because even though his heart was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he had already developed many evil intentions, which made him a hypocritical, deceitful and jealous person in advance. The clerk did not allow anyone in the store except the boss and his family to dare to disobey him, and Fanka became the unwelcome person under his tyranny. Yes, although Fanka, as an apprentice, is not liked by his boss, his intelligence and dexterity make the clerks unhappy. The boy has always regarded Fanka as a thorn in his side, fearing that Fanka would one day take his place. That's why the guy has a sinister plan in his mind - he wants to get rid of his competitor.

Although the boss and the landlady drank too much, they were still fine after all. They woke up in the afternoon. When the boss came out of the room, stretched his arms, twitched his trousers and snorted again, and finally woke up, he found that the store was no different from usual, so he went to count the money, but the wife of the boss was not as polite as the boss. What a bad habit. As soon as I got up from bed, I rushed out of the store and went out. What about Fanka? He was cleaning the floor, and the sound of footsteps coming back and forth did not disturb his mind. He was still thinking about his grandfather.

The guy finally started his plan. The boss looked very focused when counting the money. Even if the sky fell at this moment, he would not be able to move. The guy came in to help with the accounting. Then, the sound of banknotes passing by and the sound of the pen tip sliding came and went. The boss is indeed a veteran. His work, especially when it comes to money, is definitely about speed and quality. The boss leaned back on his chair and found that the waiter worked much more seriously today and even made tea for himself. This guy is doing well today, the boss thought, so he said to the waiter, come and have dinner with us today, and then he went out. As for the clerk, he was secretly happy that he finally got an opportunity to speak to his boss and his wife.

After all, it is Christmas, and the boss seems to be more relaxed. As long as Fanka keeps working, the boss will ignore him and won't be as picky as before. This made Fanka much more relaxed. Although he had done a lot of things, it was too easy for ordinary people. Finally staying up until night, Fanka didn't expect the boss to give him any delicious food, but he could dream about his grandpa when he went to bed. He remains hopeful about its letter. Fanka was drinking porridge and gnawing bread, while in the restaurant not far from the aisle, the boss, the landlady and the waiters were feasting on meat and fish. At this moment, the waiter spoke. He saw Fanka being lazy and not working, added a lot of vinegar and oil, and returned the pot together to the boss and the boss's wife. The consequences can be imagined. The boss and the boss's wife had nowhere to eat. Their anger suddenly reached the sky. The boss's wife went to the meeting room to get a whip, while the boss even grabbed a fork from the table and rushed out. The man was naturally very happy, and just rolled up his sleeves and followed him out, because he didn't want Zhifan to be stuck to death.

Under the dim light, Fanka howled because he was being whipped, but in his heart he wondered why the drunk boss and his wife knew that he was lazy, but he never expected that it was the clerk. Tell the secret. While beating him, the boss was wearing rough clothes and scolded Fanka: "I'm really going against you by calling you a lazy bitch, not working, and yet you dare to steal bread.

" Fanka couldn't deny that he was lazy, but why did he steal the bread? Fanka really felt that he was wronged. He held back the pain and said: "Boss, I didn't steal the bread. When the boss heard this, he stopped the whip in his hand and said, "You really didn't steal it?" ""real. Even if you were brave enough, I wouldn't dare to steal bread. "After the boss heard this, his breathing became heavier and heavier. Fanka thought the boss was tired, but the boss suddenly waved his arm and hit Fanka's leg. Fanka thought he had punched him at first, but he didn't expect it. With one punch, Fanka felt heart-wrenching pain, and blood suddenly soaked through Fanka's pants. It turned out that the boss had pierced the fork into Fanka's flesh, "You are really contrary, and you dare to quibble... "The boss was a little tired. He didn't care about Fanka's wounds and said to the waiter: "Put him in the stable. "The guy pretended to care about Fanka and said, "Boss, look at Fanka, it's so cold outside, look..." "Whatever I ask you to do, you do it!" "The boss was still angry but also very tired, so he went back to the house.

After the boss left, the boy looked back at Fanka, as if he had fainted, and looked at Fanka's bloody legs. The boy smiled and thought: Goodbye Fanka, why are you so unlucky? After saying that, he dragged Fanka away, not to the back door of the stable. Go to the front door and go to the street.

Ending 1:

This is what the guy planned. Fanka was injured and it was so cold outside. It would be okay to take him outside. He couldn't survive. If the boss asked, he would say that he ran away and froze to death on the street. So Fanka was thrown by the waiter next to a trash can a few blocks away. The waiter looked at Fanka's weak figure. Smiling, he didn't expect his plan to succeed so quickly.

And Fanka, who was only nine years old, was walking towards death step by step, revealing two things in his trembling little mouth. The word - Grandpa.

It was getting brighter, and Fanka slowly opened his tired eyes. But he didn't know that the boss and the boss's wife were already waiting for him to wake up. As soon as Fanka opened his eyes, the boss yelled at Fanka angrily: "Boy! How dare you be lazy and not work! Want to rebel? I must beat you to death today! "

The "earthquake" started on the boss's side, and the "volcano" on the boss's side also erupted. The evil couple stepped forward to beat the defenseless Fanka until he was beaten He didn't give up until his body was covered with bruises and his skin was bruised.

After being beaten, Fanka felt very sad and angry. He thought: "I can't stay here any longer. Grandpa may not receive my letter for a while." , I can only go back to the village on my own strength... Okay! Leave tomorrow night! "

The next night, when Fanka finished the work, he saw that the boss, the boss's wife, and the clerk were sleeping soundly, and then he quietly took a pair of shoes from the store and quickly escaped from Moscow.

He walked for three days and was not far from the village, but he was cold and hungry. He finally collapsed one kilometer away from the village.

It was a coincidence. , at this time the loach just came out to look for food. It saw its little master who had been away for a long time, and immediately dragged him back home and asked his grandfather to take care of Xiao Fanka, hoping that the little master would get better soon.

Fanka returned to his home, feeling very excited because he could live with his grandfather again

Ending 2:

Two hours later, Fanka woke up. The boss and Boss Liang looked at him angrily. The boss started beating him with a wooden stick, beating Fanka until his skin was torn. He kept cursing: "You have eaten the heart of a bear and you are so brave that you are actually sleeping." . Not bad, you know you are lazy, you dare to tease me, you are starting to learn bad things. "The boss's voice raised an octave.

Immediately, the boss's "volcano" also erupted. She grabbed Fanka's hair and beat the skinny and weak Fanka with a belt. Fanka fainted.

He finally woke up and rubbed the wound with the back of his dirty hand. The wound felt like a cut with a knife. He cried so sadly that even a stone would be moved by him. < /p>

His tears dried up and he was determined to escape. He quickly ran out of the store and headed towards the village. When he ran not far from the village, he suddenly saw a very familiar face. With a fierce face. Ah! It was the boss! The boss grabbed the weak Fanka back to the store and beat him hard. How could Fanka endure such abuse? , tears welled up, crying so sadly, and crying so sadly, his eyes went dark and he couldn't see anything. He only saw his grandfather, Konstantin Makalich, with the male dog Loach and the old female dog. Kashidanka came to save him. Grandpa took Ariashne to court with a complaint. Ariashne, the devil, was hanged on the spot, letting the people bullied by him come to him for revenge...

How much Fanka hopes to return to his grandfather, he hopes and orders...

"Bang——" The boss kicked the door open and saw Fanka. Ka was hiding in a corner and was sleeping. He suddenly became furious and picked up a bucket of water and poured it on Fanka.

Fanka opened his hazy sleepy eyes. He thought it was his grandpa who came to pick him up, so he shouted: "Grandpa!" "Grandpa? Who is your grandpa, brat! While I'm out, come to sleep." Now, your wings have grown stronger, right? You want to fly out! I must teach you a lesson today!" Only then did Fanka realize that the vicious boss was back. The boss shouted: "Brother, bring me my belt. I really have to teach this brat a lesson today!" The guys immediately handed over a hard belt. The boss squeezed the belt tightly with both hands, his eyes filled with anger. He is walking towards Fanka step by step, and Fanka's danger will be approaching step by step. The vicious boss pushed Xiao Fanka to the ground, peeled off his pants, and whipped Fanka's butt hard with his belt. Fanka felt a sharp pain, but he did not cry, because he knew that once he started crying, the boss would be more harsh. Instead of helping Fanka, the waiter on the side not only did not come to help Fanka, but also laughed at poor little Fanka: "Look at him like that Son, you are such a country bumpkin, you don’t know how high the sky is!”

Then, Fanka had to endure the severe pain of being whipped with a belt, and started working again: cleaning the floor, cleaning the glass, cleaning up the herring... His body was already in trouble. How could the weak Fanka withstand this torment? He almost fell down from exhaustion...

It was time for lunch. Fanka rubbed his head and was whipped with a belt by the boss. He slapped his buttocks, which made his waist aching from exhaustion, picked up a bowl of bottomless porridge, and poured it down his throat. And where are the boss and his wife? Then they ate and drank in the living room. The sumptuous lunch on the dining table was filled with aroma, making people drool at the sight of it. Look, even the boss’s dog ate the delicious big catfish! Fanka looked at the boss and then at his lunch: the bowl of porridge that could be finished in one bite, and couldn't help but sigh. He recalled the good times he spent with his grandfather in the countryside...

"You brat, you are still stunned after eating. Are you looking for a beating? You won't change your mind! You won't give it." I'm going to work!" The angry boss yelled and raised his belt again...

Fanka was busy again, and he kept thinking: Grandpa, why don't you come to pick me up?

As night fell, Fanka touched his hungry belly and stared at the falling snow outside the window with a chill.

"Wow, wow, wow..." The little boy's cry made Fanka wake up. The boss heard the sound and came over: "You brat, you are lazy, right? You made my son cry. Are you happy?" "No, no..." The boss didn't allow Xiao Fanka to tell the difference, and slapped Fanka's weak body mercilessly with a belt like a mad dog.

Being beaten by the ruthless boss again made Fanka clearly understand that he could no longer stay in the shoemaker's shop and suffer, otherwise, one day, he would be beaten to death by the boss! He thought of escaping! He stood up resolutely and rushed into the vast snow.

The cold wind was howling, and everyone on the street was wrapped in thick cotton jackets. As for Fanka, he was wearing a thin piece of tattered clothes with 5 or 6 patches; as for his pants, Only half. Because the boss felt that Fanka was too disobedient sometimes, and even beating him couldn't calm him down, so he asked his beloved dog to pull off Fanka's pants. Over time, Fanka's pants were pulled until only half of them were left; Without socks or shoes, he could only walk on the cold street with bare feet that were red from the heavy snow. From time to time, Fanka had to tighten his belt...

Suddenly, a carriage flew across from Fanka. Fanka didn't pay attention and fell into a pool of blood. "Hu-" the carriage stopped.

It turned out that a drunken postman drove a carriage and hit Fanka. Instead of getting off the carriage to save Fanka, the postman said contemptuously to Fanka: "Poor boy, you deserve to be hit to death! Write a letter - without a stamp, no Write the recipient's address and who will send it to you?" After saying that, he tore it up with his hand, and tore it again, and tore it again... and when the wind blew, Fanka's letter to his grandfather turned into tens of millions. A butterfly was flying all over the sky... Fanka used his last breath to call out softly: "Master - Master..." Using his last remaining strength, he picked up a fragment and placed it on his chest. , died slowly...

The sun rose, and the soft sunlight shone on Fanka's thin body. His lips were white, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: He might be thinking, Grandpa I will definitely come to rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering...