No.8憨憨老叟《孕妇专座》（程赛男译）

程赛男

(第二届“潇湘文化杯”全国闪小说大赛一等奖)
孕妇专座
　文/憨憨老叟
　　
　　一挤上5路汽车，她瞅着个空位，一屁股就礅了下去。
　　她弯下腰，正想悄悄脱了鞋子，解放一下被高跟鞋硌得生疼的双脚，谁知，站在边上的他拍了拍她的肩，努努嘴说：起来吧，这是她们的专座。她抬头看到一个大腹便便的孕妇挪过来，赶紧站起来侧身让座。
　    他站在过道上，如一棵屹立的树。她歪靠在他的身上，感受着他的刚强。
　　他低头坏笑着附她耳边说：那孕妇专座，你现在还没资格坐呢。
　　她假装没听见，故意不理他。他又悄声说了一遍。她仰起头，狠狠剜了他一眼，挑衅地说：那你说我什么时候才有资格坐那专座？
         这个嘛，主要取决于你……他故意顿了一下：只要你愿意……
　　她握拢粉拳，擂他，脸上飞起两朵红霞。
　　那天他们是去拍婚纱照的，折腾了一天，但她的内心，却痛并快乐着。
        蜜月还没度完，他就接到了紧急归队的通知，随后奔赴汶川灾区。
　　两月后，望穿双眼的她，终于接到了回家的他。她把他的刚强，柔柔地紧紧地抱在怀里。
       安顿好他后，她把自己关在房里，整整七七四十九天。
   　这天，她打开房门，迎着耀眼的阳光，走了出去，身上穿着他最爱看的那套白色连衣裙。
　　她要带他一起去坐5路汽车。
　　她一屁股坐在了孕妇专座上。
　　她掏出一张相片，痴痴地盯着。迎着他那双坚毅深邃的眼睛，她启合着有些苍白的双唇，轻声呼喊：子明，你看到了吗？今天，我有资格坐在这个位子上了。子明，你看到了吗？你睁开眼睛看看我们啊……
　　她把他的相片紧紧贴在微微隆起的小腹上。眼中的珠泪，始终死死地噙着。


The seat for the pregnant
By Han Han Lao Sou

       After she got on the No.5 bus, she found an unoccupied seat and sat down on it.
        She bent down and took off the shoes quietly to relax the feet which squeezed badly by high heels. Unexpectedly, he who stood beside her patted her on the should, pursed his lips and said, “Stand up, please. The seat is reserved for the pregnant.” She looked up and saw a potbellied pregnant woman trudging up to her. She stood up quickly and offered the seat to her.
       He bowed his head, with a sly grin saying in her ear, “The seat for the pregnant, you don’t qualify for now.”
        He stood in the aisle like a straight tree. She leaned on him, feeling his strength.
        She pretended not to hear what he said, ignoring him deliberately. He whispered again. She looked up, stared at him maliciously and defiantly said, “Can you tell me when I qualify for it?”
      “This ,is up to you to decide…” He paused deliberately, “As long as you are willing to…”
       She hit him with her fist, with two pieces of red cloud in her face. Although she was tired all day long, she felt painfully happy.
That day they went to take wedding photographs,
      Still on the honeymoon, he received a notice of emergency return from troops, and then he went to disaster areas in Wenchuan.
        Two months later ,she who had died everyday waiting for her lover welcomed him warmly back home finally. She held his strength gently in her arms.
       Settling him down, she locked herself in the house for 49 days.
         That day, she opened the door. Wearing the white skirt which he liked best, she went out, against the dazzling sunlight.  

       She took him to get on the No.5 bus.
      She sat down sharply on the seat for the pregnant.

       She pulled out a photo, staring at it. Looking at his deep-set eyes, she opened her pale lips said to him softly, “Ziming, can you see? Now, I  qualify for the seat. Ziming, can you see? Please open your eyes to see us… ”

       She put his photo on her slightly swollen lower abdomen, with tears rolling in the eyes.


Note: This flash fiction wan the first prize in the national flash fiction competition of the Xiaoxiang Culture Cup.
(Translated by Cheng Sainan)

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程赛男

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