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Counting nine cold winters, there is not much work, and the family is roasting in the stove house. Qi Shiye picked up the iron tongs, stroked on the firewood ash, and taught his grandson to write. He did not start with the simplest strokes of 'one, two, three...... and taught the character "zhi" at the beginning. After he finished writing, he said to his grandson, "Your name is 'Ah Zhi', which is the word 'Zhi' for 'Ah Zhi'. One horizontal, one vertical, one horizontal, one firm, this is called the grass prefix; Next, a little, a horizontal, a skimming, a pinch. Ah Zhi stared with a wide open eye. Father-in-law repeated, repeated. Ah Zhi wrote down the word "Ah Zhi" seriously. The old man was so happy that he took Ah Zhi into his arms and kissed him on his delicate little face. After taking the medicine, the fever gradually subsided, and after a long sleep, Ah Zhi's spirit seemed much better, his fair and delicate face was covered with a thin layer of redness, and he was smiling with his mouth open, smiling sweetly.
The mother-in-law handed a hot towel to Qi Zhou, who gently rubbed it on Ah Zhi's face.
Little Azhi became more and more refreshed. A pair of clever, large eyes turned, looking at everything in the room.
▲Qi Baishi's work "Little Chicken" · exhibition of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Qi Baishi copyright owner) · selected from: Qi Baishi's heirs of calligraphy and painting network · courtesy of Shaobai Gongzi Tang Fazhou
Qi Shiye put down his wine bosom and gently flicked Xiao Azhi's chin twice with his right index finger, "Oh"! "Oh!" After teasing him, he said;
"This boy is wise, like his grandfather. When he grows up, teach him to be an upright person. I want to tell him that the year he was born was the year when 'Xiangyong' pressed down the long hair. This is a shame for our Hunan people. He was emotional, and a spark of anger radiated from his eyes.
Qi Shiye is fifty-eight years old this year. The Jintian Uprising led by Hong Xiuquan attacked Changsha, entered Huguang, and went down the river to capture Nanjing, which was vigorous and shook half of the Qing Dynasty, which he saw with his own eyes. When the long hair passes through Xiangtan, open a position to help the poor; The local tyrants, shoddy gentry, corrupt officials and corrupt officials were frightened and fled. The poor peasants greeted the armed peasant brothers with great joy.
▲Qi Baishi's work "Landscape People" · exhibition of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Qi Baishi copyright owner) · selected from: Qi Baishi's heirs of calligraphy and painting network · courtesy of Shaobai Gongzi Tang Fazhou
When he was a child, he heard the old man talk about the uprising of Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, Huang Chao, and Li Chuangwang, and he was happy about it; Speaking of their failures, he wept bitterly. But that's all history. Now, he has caught up with this era and seen with his own eyes this earth-shaking and vigorous cause, how happy he is!
Although he lives in this remote and poor country, his heart is always thinking about this team. When the gentry celebrated the capture of Nanjing and the defeat of Changmao, he secretly sighed, and his heart was like pressing a heavy stone, and he couldn't get angry. After hearing about my daughter-in-law today, why don't you rejoice in it?
With a bit of alcohol, his words gushed endlessly. The son advised his father not to drink anymore:
"Dad, you better drink less, drink and lose your words." Qi Yide held the wine jug and didn't let the old man pour it again.
"Afraid of what? As long as there is a little conscience, who doesn't think so. That Zeng Zhongtang was like a murderer, and people called him shave his head. Poinsettia is topped, and I don't know how many people are dyed with blood. Jiangxi was besieged, and the long hair beat him so embarrassed that he didn't want to live, so he wanted to commit suicide by diving. It would have been nice to have died then, and there would be no today. He snatched the flask, poured a full glass, glanced at Ah Zhi, and smiled, "This is how people live." Daughter-in-law of Yide, no matter what, should educate the child to be an upright and backbone person. Tell the child what happened after he was born. If you don't become an official in your life, like your father, although you are poor, you must be poor and ambitious. ”
The old man stood up and poured a glass of wine into his stomach.
▲Qi Baishi's work "Grape" · exhibition of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Qi Baishi copyright owner) · selected from: Qi Baishi's heirs of calligraphy and painting network · courtesy of Shaobai Gongzi Tang Fazhou
When spring turns to summer, the wildflowers in Nanshan bloom, thank you, and bloom again. Under the careful care of her father, mother, father-in-law, and mother-in-law, Ah Zhi gradually grew up.
Now, it's spring.
The spring breeze has opened the wildflowers and greened the new leaves of the trees. The warm sunlight melted the thin ice in the ditches and paddy fields.
Frogs are jumping lightly by the pond, jumping from one green lotus leaf to another, clamoring and singing the praises of the arrival of this happy spring.
A proper blue dress with a crisp white shirt underneath; Wearing a pair of black cloth shoes with a lion's head carefully embroidered by her mother makes Ah Zhi even more iconic. The slightly bulging nose on the red face is a dignified characteristic; The bright eyes that flicker under the long eyelashes are always looking at something.
He was four years old. As he grew older, his body grew stronger day by day. What a consolation to the old man that many sorrowful diseases of the past had miraculously disappeared from him!
He loved the living things the most, the frogs, the chickens, the fish and shrimp in the pond.
He wondered why fish swam in the water; The shrimp is beautiful, transparent, and shiny; two long legs, each with a pair of pliers; It's weird to walk backwards.
Standing on the edge of the pond, he watched carefully, often losing track of the time. Until his mother came to him to go back to dinner, he was still looking at these cute little animals as he walked.
This turquoise star is his paradise and the cradle of his life. He doesn't know how many times a day he has to come here. Every grass, tree, bird and insect here inspires his heart and attracts his curiosity full of fantasy and exploration.
▲Qi Baishi's work "Shrimp" · exhibition of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Qi Baishi copyright owner) · selected from: Qi Baishi's heirs of calligraphy and painting network · Shaobai Gongzi Tang Fa Zhou
Early this morning, he came here, played for most of the day, and his friends gradually left, and he was still nostalgic here.
Suddenly, my mother came with a basket of vegetables and a large handful of wild flowers of all kinds in her hand, and Ah Zhi happily rushed over to meet her.
"Don't run, don't run, beware of tripping over stones." Qi Zhou's three steps and two steps rushed to the child; Squat down. I looked at it carefully, as if I had seen enough.
"Don't be a person playing in this place all the time, what if you fall into the water?"
"No, it won't. Fish can swim, I can't, I know. Ah Zhi snuggled up to her mother's right shoulder, and her little hand gently stroked her mother's hair.
Qi Zhou held up the wildflowers he had picked up in front of his son:
"Mom sent you, what kind of flower is this? Forgot? Test you. ”
Ah Zhi said without thinking: "Peach blossoms, pink, so beautiful." ”
"Where's this one?"
"Yingshanhong, isn't it?"
Mom nodded: "What about this one?" ”
"This?" Ah Zhi pointed his index finger to his lower lip, his eyes wide open, and he pondered...... Suddenly, he blurted out: "Gardenia, gardenia." With that, he snatched it up.
Qi Zhoushi happily hugged Ah Zhi and kissed Ah Zhi warmly: "So smart, so obedient." ”
She took Ah Zhi's little hand and walked slowly towards home.
"Have you memorized all the words that Grandpa taught you?"
"Remember, believe it or not, you ask."
"No need, in a few days, grandpa will come back and will test you."
"When will Grandpa come back, I really miss him. Did he teach me many, many words? ”
Qi Zhou nodded.
After the age of two, Ah Zhi slept with his grandfather. The cold winter wax moon, this humid region in the south, is also very cold. Qi Shiye felt that he was getting old, and his body was not as good as before. When the autumn wind was gusting and the leaves were scattered, he took out the sheepskin jacket wrapped in cloth from the box.
Over time, many parts of his jacket have lost their hair, but this is his only precious possession. The old man put on a leather jacket, opened his placket, and wrapped Ah Zhi in his chest. Ah Zhi often fell asleep on the old man like this. Qi Shiye himself said that holding his grandson in his arms to sleep warmly was the first joy in his life.
He has no hobbies in his life, just smokes a cigarette, which is also a grass tobacco he grows. During the New Year's holidays, sell some wine, and choose the cheapest price. Now that he has Azhi, hugging his grandson and teasing his grandson is his greatest happiness.
▲Qi Baishi's work "Rich Peony" · exhibition of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Qi Baishi copyright owner) · selected from: Qi Baishi's heirs of calligraphy and painting network · courtesy of Shaobai Gongzi Tang Fazhou
The life of the Qi family is difficult. The whole family of five, except for a few crooked dilapidated houses, which can shelter from the wind and rain, only one acre of paddy field called "Maziqiu" is next to the grain field outside the gate. That's all they have.
Although "Maziqiu" is only one acre, it is slightly larger than one acre of other houses. In a good year, the wind and rain are smooth, and it is not a problem to make five or six stones of millet. However, it is impossible for the harvest of one acre of land to feed the mouths of five people and sustain the livelihood of a family in any case.
In these years, there have been nine times out of ten droughts, and when the seedlings are heading and filling, there is not a trace of clouds on the husband, and the sun is so hot that smoke rises in the ground. The paddy field dried up, there was not a drop of water, and the leaves of the seedlings were rolled up and withered.
Qi Shiye was worried, and the wrinkles on his face became more and deeper. I couldn't, so I had to go out and do odd jobs. Go to the East Village and the West Village. When he saw the neat house, he asked, "Is there any work to do?" ”
I finally found some work to do, and in general, after eating the master's meal, I only earned 20 yuan a day. At night, you can only lie on the haystack behind the master's house......
Such days, since Qi Shiye remembered, accompanied him through dozens of spring and autumn seasons.
If there is any joy for the old man, it is Ah Zhi. Ah Zhi is the source of his life. What happiness did the old man have? If there is, it is also brought to him by Ah Zhi, who warms the old man's long-suffering heart.
For Ah Zhi, he poured all his love. He can't predict the future of his children, but he looks forward to the future dimly, he has no more extravagant hopes, he only hopes that the children can live a life slightly higher than his own generation.
Counting nine cold winters, there is not much work, and the family is roasting in the stove house. Qi Shiye picked up the iron tongs, stroked on the firewood ash, and taught his grandson to write. He did not start with the simplest strokes of 'one, two, three...... and taught the character "zhi" at the beginning. After he finished writing, he said to his grandson, "Your name is 'Ah Zhi', which is the word 'Zhi' for 'Ah Zhi'. One horizontal, one vertical, one horizontal, one firm, this is called the grass prefix; Next, a little, a horizontal, a skimming, a pinch. Ah Zhi stared with a wide open eye. Father-in-law repeated, repeated. Ah Zhi wrote down the word "Ah Zhi" seriously.
▲Qi Baishi's work "Longevity" · exhibition of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Qi Baishi copyright owner) · selected from: Qi Baishi's heirs of calligraphy and painting network · Shaobai Gongzi Tang Fa Zhou
The old man was so happy that he took Ah Zhi into his arms and kissed him on his delicate little face.
Ah Zhi asked coquettishly:
"Father-in-law, why do you want to be literate?"
"If you don't read, you have to suffer," Qi Shiye looked at Ah Zhi's inquiring gaze and said slowly, "Father-in-law will tell you a story." Once upon a time there was a farmer, who was honest, but his family was poor and he couldn't read a word. Once, when his mother was sick, he asked a rich man to borrow money and mortgage an acre of wasteland. "Who knew that the rich man did not look down on the wasteland at all, but on the base of the two dilapidated houses. On the day the contract was signed, the rich man wrote down the foundation of the house. That kind of field people are illiterate and can't read. Huli scribbled and drew a charge. Half a year later, his mother died of illness and owed a lot of debt. When the year had passed, and the time limit had expired, and the rich man was in debt, and the farmer could not afford to pay it, the rich man took out the contract and wanted to take possession of the wasteland and the foundation. The farmer said that at that time, it was just an acre of wasteland, how could there be a house foundation? So the rich man read the deed to him, and said that the farmer had paid his debts, and beat him and drove him out of his house. What is the use of the farmer crying and screaming? ran to the yamen to complain, and the official went to the rich man, and when he looked at the contract, he didn't distinguish between the good and the bad, and beat the peasant again. ......" Qi Shiye's tone was heavy and slow.
Ah Zhi's eyes widened and she stared at her father-in-law closely.
"And then? How's that kind of field man? ”
"Later, he was cornered, jumped into the Xiangjiang River, and died." As he spoke, tears slowly trickled down his bronzed, wrinkled face.
"People, if you can't read, you can't do it!" Qi Shiye let out a long sigh, leaned against the wall, and fell into deep thought.
This young farmer was his poor brother when he was carrying a long life. At that time, he sympathized and grieved and was indignant, but after all, he was isolated and helpless, how could he resist the heavy pressure of this dark society?
However, this tragic incident taught him a profound lesson in the importance of literacy. He had learned this precious lesson from the blood and life of his poor brother.
The past is like smoke, only this past incident 30 years ago is vivid and unforgettable.
▲Qi Baishi's work "Crab" · exhibition of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Qi Baishi copyright owner) · selected from: Qi Baishi's heirs of calligraphy and painting network · Shaobai Gongzi Tang Fa Zhou
His family was poor and couldn't go to school, so he took every opportunity to learn secretly, bit by bit. His name, hundreds, thousands, thousands, catties, two ......, commonly used words in life, he is strong to memorize, after a long time, he actually knows more than 300 words, can read, write, can use. ……
Now he can pass on this knowledge to his grandson. The character "zhi" is the first character he taught his grandson, and it is also the first step for his grandson to deal with the same character.
Every two or three days, Qi Shiye taught Ah Zhi a new word, and then reviewed the words that had been exceeded. He is very serious, no matter how busy he is and how tired he is, he never stops.
When he was literate, he didn't have a gentleman and learned secretly; Ah Zhi can no longer be like himself, he should have a teacher, and he should learn openly in the arms of his parents. If anything, this poor family has changed, it is probably one.
Literacy opened up another world of strange and interesting life in Zhi's childhood. He felt like he was a little more than his friends. When people saw trees, dogs, and cats, and couldn't write them, he wrote them to them. He pulled his partner and pointed to a towering tree in front of him, which was like a green canopy, and asked.
"You know what that is? Tree; How do you write tree characters? I'll write it to you. So he half-crouched down and scratched the ground with a branch, and the children gathered him in the middle. (To be continued) collection of calligraphy and painting, just look for the "Baishi heirs" of Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute, all rights reserved, on-site creation, Qi Baishi painting school, a hundred years of inheritance, one line, only do real calligraphy and painting, gather the heads of the family, on-site creation, can be customized according to the requirements of the collector, can take a group photo! Perennial sales of high-end paintings and calligraphy, looking for cooperation with high-end painting and calligraphy brokers, partners, regional leaders, mainly operating Qi Baishi's painting brush before his death, Qi Baishi's special rice paper for painting shrimp, Qi Baishi's graphite block, Qi Baishi's self-made pigment formula, Qi Baishi's painting brush grass insect secret method, Qi Baishi's little daughter Qi Liangzhi's father Qi Baishi's calligraphy and painting relics exhibition and Qi Baishi's little daughter Qi Liangzhi's self-collection of calligraphy and painting special auction, Qi Baishi's heirs, Tang Fazhou, President of China Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Academy, paid tribute to the 160th anniversary of Qi Baishi's birth and reproduced Qi Baishi's microcosm world calligraphy and painting exhibition and other projects, as well as Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Wu Changshuo, Xu Beihong, Qi Liangzhi, Qi Liangchi, Qi Liangmo, Qi Bingyi, Qi Jingshan, Qi Bingzheng, Qi Zhanyi, Qi Huijuan, Qi Shouyu, Qi Yuwen, Qi Lixia, Qi Yuanlai, Qi Folai, Qi Shuilian, Qi Yanjun, Li Keran, Li Kuchan, Lou Shibai, Guo Xiuyi, Wang Senran, Wang Xuetao, Lu Guangguang, Wang Shushi, Wang Tianchi, Wang Wennong, Yang Xiuzhen, Tang Fazhou and other Qi Baishi's heirs worth more than 100 million of calligraphy, paintings, seals and authentic works can also accept NFT, digital collections, metaverse, cross-border brand cooperation, cultural empowerment resource integration and other operations, welcome powerful network companies to bid. (Pictures and texts are selected from: Qi Baishi's Descendants Calligraphy and Painting Network) (The pictures in this article are selected from: Qi Baishi in the eyes of Qi Liangzhi, Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Academy, Qi Baishi's Descendants Calligraphy and Painting Network)
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Jia Chennian [Year of the Dragon] compiled in East China Shanghai Qi Baishi Painting and Calligraphy Institute (Shanghai Pudong General Institute)