小芳/林芳萍(赵金基译）

程思良

小芳/林芳萍
　　
　　弦月挂在树的枝条上。
　　河水静静，偶亮几片银光；河堤沉默，如长龙酣卧。堤坡林间黑黢黢的，透着几分神秘。
　　堤上小屋，柴门洞开。
　　小芳四仰八叉睡在凉床上，头朝着大门。
　　男人去河上帮人起鱼，有时天天回来，有时隔个几天。回来小芳烦他身上腥，不回来心又挂着。
　　栖鸟惊飞。一汉子猫似的从河边林子里逸了出来，沿着小屋的墙根潜入室内。他悄翻衣柜、抽屉……将衣物首饰等胡乱打成包。慌乱中绊了门边的小马扎， “吱——！”发出的微响，轻轻融入静谧的夜。
　　小芳身子一动，嘟哝： “死鬼，来家……？”
　　汉子一惊，包差点滑落。
　　见女人没动静，汉子悄然退到门边。
　　门口的光亮，隐约朦胧。凉床上的女人如罩在轻纱里，背心裤兜，皮肤光洁如水。随着女人的均匀呼吸，身子曲线玲珑，优雅起伏。看得汉子热血沸腾，邪念顿生。他扔了包，扑了上去。
　　“馋鬼，捉了一天鱼，还有劲？”小芳迷迷糊糊，随其扯裤子。
　　汉子正准备短兵相接，微风吹来，小芳打个激灵。她陡感气味不对，随手抄起备在床边的木棍劈砸汉子，同时曲腿蹬向他的命根。
　　汉子“嗷哟”一声怪叫，捂裆抱头鼠窜。
　　小芳手捂心口久久不能入睡。想起刚才惊险一幕，心里还在扑腾扑腾打滚。再细品那记忆里的鱼腥味，只觉一缕香香的甜甜的柔情漫过心田。
　　
　　Xiao Fang
　　
　　By Lin Fangping
　　
　　The half moon was hanging on the branch of a tree.
　　The placid river was shining with silvery dots of light; the quiet shore was lying still like a sleeping dragon. To the distance ran the woods on the slope, dark and mysterious.
　　On the shore, there was a hut whose plank door remained open.
　　Stretching herself, Xiao Fang was sleeping on a cool bed, her head in the direction of the door.
　　Her husband worked on the river helping catch fish, coming back home every day or on alternate days. Xiao Fang was annoyed at his smell of fish when he was home; yet she was worried about him when he was out.
　　Some perching birds were scared to fly away when a man was sliding out of the woods like a cat. Gliding along the wall, he sneaked into the hut and silently began to search the wardrobe and the drawers. He was being in a haste to bundle all the clothing and the ornaments when he stumbled over a stool at the door. A slight squeak sank into the peaceful night.
　　Turning over in bed, Xiao Fang mumbled, “Bastard, are you home?”
　　Scared so much, the man almost had the bundle dropped off his hand.
　　The woman reverting to her sleep, the man quietly retreated to the door.
　　With the dim light, the woman on the cool bed seemed covered by a soft veil, having on only her vest and shorts, her complexion bright and clean. She was breathing evenly, her profile in an exquisite curve, fluctuating elegantly. The man was so much stirred in a blood surge that an evil thought occurred to him. Dropping the bundle to the floor, he threw himself on her.
　　“Greedy man! Catching fish all day, aren’t you tired?” Half asleep, Xiao Fang allowed her shorts being pulled off.
　　The man was about to screw in when suddenly a breeze awakened the woman to an unfamiliar odor. Grabbing the stick from bedside, she banged him with it as she bent her legs and kicked his penis.
　　“Ouch!” With a monstrous cry, the man covered his crotch and ran away like a rat.
　　Folding her hands on her chest, Xiao Fang couldn’t sleep any longer. When she replayed what had just happened, there were still butterflies in her stomach. Conjuring up the smell of fish in her memory, she felt a gentle fragrant sweet current flowing in her heart.
　　

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