Whether the food in front of boule de suif was hollowed out or she was forced to sleep with the enemy officers behind her in exchange for the nobles' continued escape, boule de suif was sacrificed. Nobles always stare at the gold in their pockets. Even their benefactors will become bloodthirsty wolves when their interests are threatened. People under the rule of capitalism can have power, money and status, which are bloody accumulations. They are like schistosomiasis, as Marx said, "dirty blood drips from top to bottom", and it is this ugly soul that brings them wealth.
When a person is useful, they will treat you like an emperor. This is the noble value. Their selfish and greedy nature only allows them to measure everything by money. Book knowledge failed to bring them kindness. In reality, naked money transactions and cruel competition for fame and fortune have washed away all metaphysical ultimate care. This is obvious in the following article.
Mo Bosang's story just contrasts the ugly and dirty soul under capitalism with boule de suif's tragic experience. What they hide under the mask of hypocrisy is rotten internal organs and filthy thoughts.
The author compared a prostitute who didn't want to commit herself to an intruder with some upper-class people at that time: the author made a sharp contrast between boule de suif, who took out the things in the basket before passing through the checkpoint, and the contempt for her after passing through the checkpoint. These are all comparisons in practice and patriotic ways. After watching boule de suif, my first feeling was that boule de suif was unfair. If you think about it carefully, it has something to do with the social background of the Third Republic of France at that time. Under the rule of capitalism, the status gap between the French and the world, the false friendship and intimate relationship based on money are all vividly reflected in the author's works.
Highlights:
Everyone just waits for the mutton rolls before driving. She finally showed up.
She seems a little uneasy and embarrassed. Later, she came timidly to her fellow traveler, but the fellow traveler leaned to the other side in the same action, as if she had never seen her before. The count held his wife's arm majestically to keep her from touching the unclean thing.
The fat "girl" was in a daze, stopped moving forward, and then concentrated all her courage. She humbly said "good morning, madam" and went to the factory director's wife's side. The man just used his head to express a disdainful greeting and looked at it with a shameful eye. Everyone seems to be busy, standing far away from her, as if there is a kind of filth in her skirt. Later generations rushed to the front of the car, and finally she arrived alone and quietly sat back in the seat where she had sat on the first day.
Everyone seems to be invisible and can't recognize her; But lady bird looked at her with angry eyes from a distance and whispered to her husband, "Fortunately, I didn't sit on a bench with her."
The heavy carriage shook and the journey began again.
At first, no one spoke. Suicide stone dare not look up. At the same time, I am indignant at the people in the same car. I feel that I have been wronged by my previous concession, and my lips have been stained by Prussians. However, it was the hypocrisy of these fellow passengers that made her fall into the arms of Prussians.
But the countess turned to look at Lady Calais-Ramaden and soon broke the embarrassing silence.
"I think you know Mrs estelle, don't you?"
"Yes, that's one of my girlfriends."
"How charming she is!"
"What a good love! He is a truly outstanding figure with a high level of knowledge. Even his fingers are an artist's demeanor. His singing makes people forget their worries and his painting is perfect. "
The factory director was talking to the count when one or two terms came out accidentally in the vibration and noise of the car glass: "coupon-payment term-excess face value-futures."
Boss Bird stole an old deck of playing cards from the hotel and rubbed it on the table that was not cleaned for five or six years, which has become greasy. Now he is holding this deck of cards and fighting with his wife in a battle called "Bisig".
The two mammy raised the long rosary hanging from their belts and crossed their chests together. Their lips suddenly began to move briskly, gradually faster and faster, making a vague murmur, as if in a prayer competition. Later, they kissed a metal round card from time to time, crossed again, and recited their fast and constant vague spells.
Gore crossbow was lost in thought and did not move.
After walking on the road for three hours, the bird boss put away his cards and said, "I'm hungry."
So his wife pulled out a paper bag tied with a rope and took out a piece of cold cowboy meat. She carefully cut it into neat pieces and the couple began to eat.
"Do we do the same?" Said the countess. Someone agreed, so she untied the food prepared for the two families. It was placed in a long ceramic bowl with a rabbit on the lid, which showed that it was covered with a rabbit jelly and was a delicious cold food. Among the brown game, you can see some frozen lard mixed with other minced meat, just like many snow-white streams. On the other hand, there is a newspaper wrapped in beautiful dry cheese, and the headline of "trivial news" printed on the newspaper is still clearly preserved on its smooth surface.
Two mammy untied a round sausage, which smelled of garlic. Gore crossbow reached into two big pockets of his cloak at the same time, took out four boiled eggs from one pocket and a piece of bread from the other. He peeled off the eggshell and threw it into the wheat straw under his feet, so he picked up the egg and ate it, so many pieces of yolk fell among his long beard and hung like stars.
Boule de suif didn't plan anything when he got up in a hurry. Now looking at these people who eat quietly, she is out of breath. At first, a tumultuous rage convulsed her muscles. She opened her mouth, ready to reprimand their behavior with an insult that rose to her lips, but she was almost speechless because of her anger.
No one looked at her and no one missed her. She was overwhelmed by the contempt of these reputation-loving bastards. At first, they sacrificed her, and then they threw her away as dirty waste. Then she remembered her basket full of delicious food, which turned out to be two frozen chickens, many snacks, many pears and four bottles of Bordeaux famous red wine. On the first day, they all ate and drank as much as possible. Finally, her grief and indignation suddenly dropped like an overly tense string was interrupted, and she felt that she was about to cry. She made amazing efforts to calm herself down and swallowed her sobs like a child, but tears still flowed out and wet the edge of her eyelids. Soon two tears came out of her eyes and slowly slipped down her cheeks. Many tears that flowed faster followed, like water droplets filtered from rocks, which regularly fell on the curve of her prominent chest. She sat upright, staring, and her face was serious and pale. She hoped that no one would see her. But the countess must have seen it and informed her husband by gesture. He shrugged his shoulders as if to say, "What are you going to do? This is not my fault. " Lady bird gave a smug sneer, and then slowly whispered, "She cried her shame."
After the two mammy ate the remaining sausages with roll paper, they began to pray again.
At this point, Gore crossbow is waiting for four eggs to digest in the stomach pouch. He stretched out his legs under the opposite bench, leaned back and crossed his arms, laughing as if someone had just discovered an interesting thing. Finally, he began to play the Marseillaise.
All the faces became dim. This people's army song obviously upset the people in the same car. They all became neurotic and stimulated, almost barking like a hound hearing a harpsichord. Gore crossbow saw this situation and his whistle kept blowing. Even sometimes, he will gently hum some lyrics:
Love, patriotism, sacred love,
You lead the hand of revenge that supports us,
Freedom, our precious freedom,
You take your protector to fight!
The snow on the road was frozen hard and the car drove faster. After several hours of cold on the journey, it bumps and shakes at night. Then the car turned into a dark world until it reached Jiab. Gore crossbow always blows his monotonous whistle of revenge with a fierce and indomitable attitude, forcing those tired and angry hearts to listen to his singing from beginning to end and remember every lyric they care about.
Boule de suif has been crying, and from time to time there is an unbearable sob that comes out in the dark world between the two lyrics.