Zhang Kai: Male, from Huaiyuan County, Anhui Province, 1967, graduated from Chinese Department of University. Writer and poet, vice president of Guangxi Short Story Society, and rich secretary general of Hainan Prose Poetry Association.
He has been published in Poetry Magazine, Star Poetry Magazine, Poetry Newspaper, Poetry Picture (Hong Kong), Novel World, Flying, Novel Monthly, Anhui Literature, Shandong Literature, Times Literature, Guangxi Literature, Northern Literature, Short Story Monthly, etc. More than 6,543.8+300,000 words of short stories, nearly 300,000 words of essays and more than 600 poems have been published in more than 0/00 periodicals such as Spring Breeze, Weeds, Short Stories, Xiamen Literature and Yan 'an Literature.
His main works include novella The Incident of Lu Jia, A Strike of Living, All My Life, You Are Next, short stories Between Heaven and Hell, Men's Sorrow, Women's Sorrow, short stories Huaiyuan Characters, Crispy Sugar Cake, Cow Kneeling, Gambling King and so on.
His works were selected in Selected Novels, Monthly Novels, Selected Novelists, Selected Short Stories, Selected Mininovels and Selected Famous Short Stories. The Queen of Tango, China's annual selection of mini-novels in 2008, The Complete Works of Mini-novels that touched your life, was selected as the most valuable collection of short stories and other publications or works, and many works won various literary awards. The short stories Crispy Sugar Cake, Cow Kneeling and Gambling King were selected as the 11th Five-Year Plan teaching materials of colleges and universities.
Confessions of Zhang Kai
I am the son of a farmer in Huaibei Plain. 1967 On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, a hungry creature was born in two huts where two families lived. It is the Nianzhuang in Wasi Village, Jeffery Ji Township, Huaiyuan County, Anhui Province, so it gives the impression that it is too rustic. Grandma has never had a day in her life, so she asked me to come. In fact, she wants me to be safe after I come. Dad always wanted the Zhang family to be prosperous and invincible, so he gave me a scientific name "Xingwang", but he named himself "Kai", which really didn't mean anything.
Fate is unfair to me. In fact, my life should have been like the "sweat dripping on the earth" of my ancestors, but it changed my life with literature by mistake. In the dark brown mud village of Huaibei, there are not many "Chun Xue" floating, but only ballads such as Dahongpao, Yang Jiajiang and Sister Wang Living in a Cold Kiln ... These literary elements assimilated by local flavor are implanted in my body and mind together with vitamins A, B and C in soybean sorghum, and I am willing to be led by the "devil" onto a muddy and bumpy literary road. Literature is my spiritual pillar when I am down and out, and it is a string of passionate drums when I struggle. In recent years, I have refined literature from my life and woven literature with literature!
It's really bad to recall my childhood. When I was still in primary school, it became a help to my father's life, so the simple homesickness of Huaibei Plain raised me. In the golden autumn of the early 1980s, I was admitted to Huaiyuan Normal School, and I answered the fortune teller's words: "This child is on the imperial payroll!" " "After that, I was assigned to teach in a middle school. Due to my lack of knowledge, I went to the Chinese Department of the University for further study in the early 1990s. Although I used to be poor, I never regretted it, because I learned more and more knowledge. After graduating from college, I took 100,000 talents across the ocean to Hainan, a place where I was exiled forever, and started my second choice in life. Later, I gave up the comfortable government workers, went to the sea naked, and finally choked on the sea, almost failed to land, and almost ruined my literary dream.
1986, my first work, Chicken Learning Art, became a genre in Bengbu Daily. Then it was published in Poetry Magazine, Star Poetry Magazine, Poetry Newspaper, Poetry Picture (Hong Kong), Novel World, Anhui Literature, Shandong Literature, Guangxi Literature, Times Literature, Flying North Literature, Novel Monthly and Short Story Monthly. Dianchi Lake, Liaohe River, Mangzhong, Spring Breeze, March 3rd, Weeds, Short Stories, Minifiction, Xiamen Literature, Yan 'an Literature, Coconut City, Today's Southland, People's Daily, Farmers' Daily, Guangming.
His main works include novella The Incident of Lu Jia, A Strike of Living, All My Life, You Are Next, short stories Between Heaven and Hell, Men's Sorrow, Women's Sorrow, short stories Huaiyuan Characters, Crispy Sugar Cake, Cow Kneeling, Gambling King and so on.
His works were selected in Selected Novels, Monthly Novels, Selected Novelists, Selected Short Stories, Selected Mininovels and Selected Famous Short Stories. The Queen of Tango, China's annual selection of mini-novels in 2008, The Complete Works of Mini-novels that touched your life, was selected as the most valuable collection of short stories and other publications or works, and many works won various literary awards. The short stories Crispy Sugar Cake, Cow Kneeling and Gambling King were selected as the 11th Five-Year Plan teaching materials of colleges and universities.
He is currently the vice president of Guangxi Short Story Society and the deputy secretary general of Hainan Prose Poetry Association. With the growth of my age, I passed the "distressed period" and learned a little about what literature is. So I found my place. I should go to the sleeping soil in my hometown to find literary seeds that can be cultivated and harvested. However, whether I can become a writer worthy of the name, I still dare not boast.
Zhang Kai's novels
The cow is kneeling
Allan Zhang
The ancient city of Huaiyuan has smooth land and water, and ships and cars are in an endless stream, and businessmen are flocking to it.
Zheng Tu has lived in this city for three generations, killing cattle and selling meat for a living, which is well known in Fiona Fang.
One day, Zheng went to the country and bought a healthy and fat cow. Zheng Tuguan looked at its shape, regarded it as fat, and relished it. He took the cow back to the village and thought about it all the way, making a steady profit without losing money.
Rosty Yi and Zheng Tu sent people to carry pots, pour water, put salt and stir them in front of cows. After a while, Zheng Tu grabbed a knife and almost killed him.
Zheng Tu looked at the cow's face and suddenly saw that the cow's eyes were full of tears and sadness.
Zheng Tusi believes that cows know human nature and have a premonition of their own bad luck. But he still raised the butcher's knife and wanted to stab it. In an instant, the cow's two front legs plopped down on the ground to be slaughtered and knocked on the ground again and again.
Zheng Tu zheng, startled.
Zheng Tu believes that for more than 30 years, thousands of cows have been slaughtered and fallen by the sword. They often shed tears before they died, but today they only see cows kneeling and crawling. In order to make a living, Zheng Tu stopped worrying about it and decided to cut the cow. Blood suddenly flowed out of the cow's neck, which was full of cans.
The cow is gone. Wash the skin of the cow.
At ease, Zheng Tu cut the cow with a knife, and the knife in his hand suddenly fell to the ground with a crash, kneeling on the ground and knocking the cow three times. The cow was stupefied.
At first, when peeling and disemboweling, I saw a calf in the belly of the cow.
Zheng Tu suddenly woke up and his confidant was pregnant. He knelt down and kowtowed to his son.
The cow loves her son and deeply touches Zheng Tu. She didn't sell meat, so she buried her in the wilderness, built a mound, burned incense and knelt down to kowtow.
Since then, the butcher of the Zheng family has closed his knife and washed his hands, and made a rule that the descendants of the Zheng family are not allowed to kill cattle.
Sutang cake
Allan Zhang
A unique alley is near the Huaihe River pier. Because Huaiyuan people have not forgotten the plaque in front of Wang Guaizi, they regard this kind of cake as a must.
Just like Goubuli steamed stuffed bun in Tianjin Wei and crossing the bridge rice noodles in Yunnan, this unique cake also has historical allusions. If this were not the case, the people in the county records office would not come to Wang Guaizi again and again, insisting that he tell the story of this cake in detail in the chapter "Local Cuisine". Wang Guaizi, 68, is an authentic pastry inheritor. He is a man, just like making candy cakes, never vague. He knew that although the plaque of "Qing Palace" was hung in front of his house, the Wangs did not enjoy the exclusive patent.
During Guangxu period, when the Lafayette Cixi passed by, it was two people, not one, who made candy cakes for her. They are all dead, one is the ancestor of the Wangs, and the other is Qiu Junfa, a neighbor across the street. These two families have been fighting for this plaque for several lifetimes. Because Wang Guaizi was maimed by his father, the enemy left home with his only daughter who was infatuated with Wang Guaizi, and this plaque of "Imperial Palace" was firmly hung at the door of Wang's house. Nowadays, it is ok to hang it to attract business. Wang Guaizi felt guilty if he really wanted to put it in black and white.
If Wang Guaizi doesn't talk about it, I'm afraid the story of cakes will really be lost. In the late Qing Dynasty, there were originally two candy cake shops in this alley, and the candy cakes made by them had their own characteristics, which were indistinguishable. That year, the Galeries Lafayette was cruising around and moored at the dock. On a whim, she wanted to taste folk snacks. Wang Qiu and his family presented sugar cakes to the dragon boat as instructed. That day, Galeries Lafayette had a good time and had a big appetite. He ate the candy cakes of three enemies in one breath and even claimed that they were good. I don't know why she just took a bite and put it down when he brought the candy cake from the Wangs. Since then, Wang Qiu's two sugar cakes have been decided by Galeries Lafayette's golden mouth and jade teeth. Since then, the plaque of "Qing Palace Royal Point" has been hung in front of Qiu's house.
From an early age, Wang Guaizi could observe the hostility of the Wang family to the enemy. He thinks his enemies are good, and his candy cakes are delicious. In particular, Steve's talking eyes often make him look across the street with his neck stretched out. She couldn't understand why the old man was so angry. That day, he just wanted to give his enemy Steve a spring of white milk spring in Chejingshan, but he didn't pick the door of the enemy. He was accidentally disabled by a crazy old man. The poor enemy had no intention of confronting the Wangs again, so he moved out of the house one night and went to an empty house.
Wang Guaizi, who has a broken leg, is more stubborn. He has never been married in his life. He retaliated against the old man who had only one child left in this unique way.
Recently, a sugar cake shop opened across the street. The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man, surnamed Bu, Korean. As soon as this store opened, Wang Guaizi's "Qing Palace Imperial Point" was getting worse every day. On this day, there were many customers, and Wang Guaizi also sneaked into the store to have a look, which made him feel refreshed. The shop is clean and warm, with white tablecloths, shiny tables and chairs, and some ethnic trinkets hanging on the wall. Candied cake is served with kimchi, spicy cabbage, spicy sauce ... and white and tender tofu. The shopkeeper surnamed Bu recognized Wang Guaizi, warmly asked him to sit down, and ordered sugar cakes and side dishes for Wang Guaizi to taste and give directions. Wang Guaizi was interested in asking for information, which made him even more ashamed. The shopkeeper said that Yanbian's business was booming, but my widowed mother became more and more nostalgic with her age, so she had to go back to Huaiyuan to open a shop ... Wang Guaizi was shocked and the candy cake she had just bitten fell on the table. The shopkeeper didn't notice it, but he still talked about it in Kan Kan. He said that this shop was run entirely by grandma's early skills, but later it was integrated into the practice of making cakes, and with a few more processes, the taste was even worse.
Wang Guaizi doesn't know how he escaped from the store. Since then, people in a unique alley have never seen him make candy cakes. I don't know when the plaque of "Qing Gong Yu Dian" on his door was removed.
On this day, Wang Guaizi received a load of spring water from the white milk spring in Jingshan, a suburb. At this moment, he realized why the old man would do such a cruel hand. The sugar cake fried with this spring water and noodles is especially soft and sweet. Although Qiu Ni's craftsmanship is unparalleled, after careful tasting, you can feel the iron smell in the outlet pipe and the disinfectant smell in tap water. Wang Guaizi limped through a unique alley. When he was about to knock on Jabu's door, thousands of emotions came to his mind. Hey, it's been transporting these sprays for half a century.
Zhang Kai's Prose
Three chapters on family affairs
■ Zhang Kai
Jiazishu
After graduating from college, I am surrounded by piles of schoolbags every day, just like living in an ocean of books, which makes me breathless. The office of more than ten square meters is surrounded by books, and the place against the wall at home is full of bookcases and books. Some outdated books and magazines are piled up on the ground in packages, half a person's height. I don't know if I have read them, but I thought we were selling books.
Sometimes I buy books out of interest, but more often because of work needs. In order to master some new knowledge in time, I want to keep the new book for myself. In short, I am addicted to books, but I feel sleepy when reading. I bought teaching reference books when I was teaching and books on economics when I was in politics, but I have always bought books on literature, and I will definitely not give up buying books in my life. In the dead of night, every time I read these books, the walls at home have become extravagant desires for me, which is somewhat depressing.
I am most afraid of moving, because books are the root of all troubles, books are the most troublesome things, and books are super nightmares. When you move out, you will put the books in nearly 100 boxes, which can be filled with trucks. It's really flooded. When you move in, it will take ten days and a half months to clean it up. It's hell on earth. So I hope that one day, I will move, clean up the books thoroughly and give me a relaxed and free space.
In fact, there are no books I have to read on my bookshelf. Everything is about prosperity and decline, and it is fun to meet. In a word, I look forward to the day when there are books in front of me, but there are no books in my heart. It is interesting to return to nature.
The wine in the cup
Of course, I'm glad to get together with my friends and have a good meal. Actually, I don't drink. If I can talk like a river, I will have a good time. It's the wine order of General Liege, which has an aphrodisiac aroma, intoxicates people, destroys debaters, and has intoxicating passionate pride.
Some people are teetotalless and look healthy, but it is also difficult to enter a mysterious and unimpeded world, causing some unnecessary reverie and embellishment; For life, I dare not make arbitrary judgments, but only respect his choices. For some people who get drunk on purpose, they probably want to escape from reality and forget the gains and losses. Of course, they are also extremely smart and lovely people. He can freely enter and leave two completely different worlds, wake up when he is drunk, and wake up and get drunk. Just like Wang Bi, Yan He, Ji Kang, Ruan Ji and other celebrities in Wei and Jin Dynasties, his life will be wonderful.
It's rare to get drunk several times in life. At this time, when you are not drunk, you will fall asleep in nonsense. When you are drunk, you will speak freely and pursue absolute detachment and freedom, even silence and freedom. Tao Yuanming has a saying: But hate is more fallacious, so you have to forgive my intoxicating. Drunk people are heroes when they wake up, so they don't have to wait eighteen years. Drunk people will experience the feeling of being born dead and coming back from the dead. Why not?
At present, the world is becoming more and more complicated, and it is difficult for you to get rid of the secular world. In fact, I don't have to drink, so I don't have to regret it, but I have never refused to drink. Naturally, I got together and parted with joy.
For the wine in the cup, it often represents a passion and a feeling. Don't you cherish it?
In the play
In people's life, it is inevitable to meet such friends: when we first meet, in public, there is always a feeling of beauty, fresh and refined, which makes people shine. Simply saying a few unimportant words is not a lie, and it is not necessarily the truth. I met him by chance and then disappeared. I lost all my impressions. I don't even have to leave my phone number. If I knew, I wouldn't call. Recently, I met a friend in the negotiation. Later, I thought, friends who have a nodding acquaintance should not be friends. Only when they face each other in the negotiation process can there be a little truth.
I really didn't expect that in the vast sea of people, I would meet in the street a few days later and he recognized me. What a coincidence. Of course, I have some impressions of him. My new friend said that he had some problems and asked me to help him solve them, but to solve this problem, he had to consult books, and he happened to live nearby, so he rushed upstairs with the new stranger. I only stayed upstairs for ten minutes and discussed some problems. We were both very proud. But the other party suddenly answered the phone, as if in a hurry to do something, absent-minded, the topic just started, and immediately had to come to an abrupt end. After a while, my face sank, as if I were going to order the guests to leave. I have no interest at all, and I don't want to stay.
Walking into the street, the winter sunshine warmed me, and my mood immediately improved. When we met this time, we still didn't exchange phone numbers. His residence was submerged in the floor, and I couldn't remember which room, so I thought, if people only have a use relationship, then don't be friends. God forgave him and hoped to never meet him again.
The modern teacher-student relationship is also very weak, and there is no concept of being a teacher for life and being a father for life. Now many students are also like this. After graduation exams, they left their alma mater and had no contact with each other. It's like going to the opera. When the play is over, everyone goes home, which is irrelevant. The relationship between men and women in the play is just an illusion, and there is absolutely no need to be persistent.
In fact, I'm over the age of no doubt, and I may not have any friends to make. Even so, there is no big regret, but I will never refuse the arrival of new friends, and I will naturally become friends. Without me, I would be the person in the play.