散文佳作108篇 第8期:槍口 The Muzzles

The Muzzles

徐光興

Xu Quangxing

官?gòu)?fù)原職的N省建材局楊局長(zhǎng)和李秘書(shū)，走在篙草叢生、蘆荻疏落的湖邊。“煙中列峋青無(wú)數(shù)，雁背夕陽(yáng)紅欲暮。”西風(fēng)，秋水，雁陣，銜著落日的遠(yuǎn)山，交融在一起，更增添打獵者的無(wú)限興致。

Yang had just been sent back to his former post, Chief of the Provincial Building MaterialBureau. Later one afternoon he was walking with Secretary Li, hunting beside the lake wherewormwood grew abundantly among scattered reeds. There were seemingly endless greenmountain ranges stretching into thin mist, and wild geese silhouetted against the glow of thesetting sun. An autumn stream ruffled by the west wind, and the lines of wild geese setagainst the background of distant mountains embracing the sinking sun, harmoniously mergedto enhance the joy of the hunters.

“嘎——”傳來(lái)一聲水禽被驚動(dòng)的鳴叫。楊局長(zhǎng)從李秘書(shū)手里接過(guò)一支嶄新的獵槍，愛(ài)撫地摸了一下。它是雙筒槍管，槍身瓦藍(lán)錚亮，槍口黑黝黝的，有一股逼人的寒氣。貨三十多年前他打游擊時(shí)，也沒(méi)拿到過(guò)這樣的槍。

"Quack!” came the cry o# a startled water bird. Bureau Chief Yang took the brand-new huntinggun from Secretary L and caressed it with affection. It was a double-barreled shotgun with ashining blue body and a pair of chilling black muzzles. He had never held such a fine weapon,not even in those days of guerrilla warfare thirty years before.

“吱嘎——嘎呷”，從附近湖面的荷梗殘葦中，竄出幾只白頸黃蹼、羽毛灰麻麻的水鴨子，在空中撲騰亂飛，驚悸聲聲。趕著獵狗的捕獵社員，也悄悄地摸到這兒。好幾支獵槍的槍口，同時(shí)瞄準(zhǔn)了這些空中獵物。

"Quack! Quack!" Out fluttered into the air several grey-feathered ducks with white necks andyellow webbed feet. The commune hunters stole to the lakeside, their hounds at their heels.Several muzzles at once aimed at the fleeing birds in the air.

“砰——”老楊開(kāi)槍了。一縷白煙消散，一只水鴨子像斷線的風(fēng)箏，從半空中墜下。

"Bang!" Old Yang fired. A wisp of white smoke dispersed to reveal a duck falling from the skylike a stringless kite.

“打中嘍，打中嘍!楊局長(zhǎng)，你真不愧是當(dāng)年游擊隊(duì)里的神槍手。”李秘書(shū)像個(gè)孩子似的跳著嚷著，奔過(guò)去撿獵獲物。

"You've scored a hit! Chief Yang, you did deserve to be called the crackshot in the guerrillawarfare days!" Secretary Li jumped and shouted with joy like a child and rushed to pick up theshot bird.

老楊只是“嘿嘿”笑了幾聲，拍著槍連聲說(shuō)：“好槍，好槍!”

Old Yang chuckled, patted the gun and said, “Excellent shotgun! Excellent indeed!"

他倆朝熄了引擎的黑色小轎車走去。老楊說(shuō)：“老王這家伙，介紹的地點(diǎn)還蠻不錯(cuò)呢。”

As they were walking to the waiting black car, Old Yang remarked, “That fellow Wangrecommended a fairly good spot to us for hunting.”

李秘書(shū)試探地湊上前去說(shuō)：“他是您的老部下嘛。這次他請(qǐng)您批50噸建材物資給他……”

Seizing the opportunity, Secretary Li cut in probingly, “He used to be your subordinate,didn't he? This time Ws asked you to grant him 50 tons of building material . . .

“你不要為他做說(shuō)客。不批，半個(gè)字也不批;針尖大的洞，也會(huì)刮進(jìn)斗大的風(fēng)。咱黨員干部，那歪門邪道不要搞。”他停了一下，朝煙波迷茫、水天一色的湖面瞧去。“好景致，可惜婷兒沒(méi)有同來(lái)。”

"Don't you ever try to talk me into consenting on his behalf. I won't agree, not or any account!A tiny opening will let in a gust of wind. We Party cadres should not engage in any under-the-counter business." Yang stopped to glance over the misty lake where the water joined thesky. "What a nice view! It's a pity that my daughter Ting hasn't come with us, " he concluded.

“她今天有更高興的事兒。”李秘書(shū)故作神秘地笑笑說(shuō)，“王主任托了文化局的老馬，同意把您的女兒調(diào)到省實(shí)驗(yàn)話劇團(tuán)工作。”

"There is something nicer in store for her today," Secretary Li smiled with an air of mystery andwent on. "Director Wang has managed to get your daughter transferred to the Provincial DramaTroupe with the help of Old Ma of the Cutural Bureau. "

“嗯?”老楊的眉毛擰了個(gè)結(jié)。李秘書(shū)只當(dāng)沒(méi)察覺(jué)，坐進(jìn)轎車，手扶在車門上，仿佛自言自語(yǔ)地說(shuō)：“就拿這輛車來(lái)說(shuō)吧，也是王主任出力調(diào)撥給您的。那回大姐犯病進(jìn)院，還多虧這輛車接送。”

"Really?" Old Yang knitted his brows. Secretary Li pretended not to notice it and got into thecar, and with his hand still on the door, murmured as if to himself, "As for this car, it wasallocated to you through the effort of Director Wang too. When your wife fell ill, she wasrushed to hospital in the same car. "

“該死，早把我當(dāng)獵物給瞄上了。”他下意識(shí)地?cái)z緊槍把想。李秘書(shū)一眼溜到槍上，像又想起什么說(shuō)：“王主任知道您喜歡打獵，這支獵槍，就是他特意托人專程送到您家的……”

"Damn it? I have long been aimed at as a target!" Old Yang thought as he subconsciouslytightened his gasp on the shotgun. Secretary Li took a swift glance at the gun, and seemingto have been reminded of something, said, "Director Wang knew that you were fond of hunting,so he had this shotgun sent especially to your home. . ."

車發(fā)動(dòng)了。老楊陡然一驚，不覺(jué)倒抽一口冷氣：黑黝黝雙筒槍口，冒著寒氣，就像兩只黑洞洞的眼睛，死死地瞄準(zhǔn)了他……

The engine started. Old Yang was taken aback and couldn't help drawing his breath sharply. Thechilling black muzzles glared coldly at him lust like a pair of black eves.