<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="1" > the old well of Qinzhuangyuan Lane</h1>
▓ Zhang Changning
No. 44 Qinzhuangyuan Lane Photo by Su You
Qin Zhuangyuan Lane in the west of the old gate in the south of Nanjing City was named after the Qing Dynasty Emperor Qin Dashi who did not take the first place. In 1950, Qin zhuangyuan lane was merged with the silver workshop, taking the first word of the two lanes called Qinyin lane, in 1981, it was renamed Qin zhuangyuan lane, and in 1995, the abandoned lane was built into a residential area, named Qin zhuangyuanli community.
Qin Zhuangyuanli Baidu Encyclopedia
Qin Dashi Su Wen painting
Qin Dashi, zi Jian Quan, 10 years old can write poetry, 23 years old Zhongju, 38 years old Zhongzhuangyuan, became the 43rd Yuanyuan after the founding of the Qing Dynasty, the official hanlin academy cultivation, promoted to the bachelor of teaching. Tracing back to its origins, the ancestor of Qin Dashi who was an official in the Song Dynasty was Qin Zi, and although he was related to Qin Juniper, he did not belong to the surrender faction at that time. According to the history of Ye, during the Qianlong period, Qin Dashi once took a trip with his friends to hangzhou's West Lake, and at the Yuewang Temple, he witnessed the iron-cast statue of Qin Juniper kneeling in front of Yue Fei's tomb, and then chanted: "People are ashamed of their names from the Song Dynasty, and I am ashamed of my surname Qin before the grave", and this famous sentence has been passed down to this day.
The north-south Qinzhuangyuan Lane is sandwiched between Jinshajing and Xujia Lane, forming an "H" shape in the middle of a "horizontal". The old well in the alley I remember, the bluestone well railing is full of marks, the cylindrical well wall is full of moss, and the bottom of the well with abundant water can be seen with fine sand and gravel.
In the middle and late of the last century, my family lived in the southernmost part of Wanghegang, across the laneway from Qin Zhuangyuan Lane, less than 50 meters from the well platform.
It is said that the original deep well called "Jian Quan" in Qin Dashi's old residence was buried as early as the war at the end of the Qing Dynasty. After the Xinhai Revolution, Nanjing built Zhonghua Road, paving migrant workers in this old lane in a ruin turned out a bluestone well railing, scraped open the soil to faintly see its inscription has the word "Jian Quan", causing a sensation. At that time, a "road envoy" surnamed Qin heard about the strategy and rushed to the scene to verify it, and immediately led the team to escort this cultural relic to the camp and lock it in the official treasury. Shortly thereafter, the authorities allocated funds for the project to approve the re-excavation of a well on the site of Qin Dashi's old residence.
The boulder manhole cover is missing
In the summer of 1967, there was a stir in the city of Nanjing, and rumors about the evil people not poisoning the residential areas loomed, causing panic for a while. In this regard, many alleys have people spontaneously guarding the wells in shifts, while Qin Zhuangyuan Lane implements "cover control" on the old wells in the alleys - outside 5 a.m. to 9 p.m., a stone grinding disc weighing about 300 kilograms will be pressed on the well railing.
One weekend night, this heavy manhole cover quietly evaporated...
In Qin Zhuangyuan Lane, there were only two people who could move and unload this large millstone alone, one was Chen Jinjiang, nicknamed "Da Shuai" (3 years later, I graduated from middle school and entered the Nanjing Plastic Factory, and he was in the fourth workshop with him), that year he was in his early thirties, square head, wide shoulders, door panel body, when he was young, he practiced tong zi gong, and could lift a hundred and ten pounds of stone locks with one hand; the other was the brother of my elementary school classmate, named "Xiao Kouzi", who was eighteen years old at that time, leopard head, python waist, and King Kong legs, and had studied wrestling with the Jinling wrestling celebrity "Little Mongolia" for two years.
As the news of the "Roadside Society" that mysteriously disappeared from the stone mill manhole cover continued to ferment, people thought that Xiao Kouzi had a major suspicion, and the suspicious point was that on the night when the stone millstone was missing, the movement from the inner courtyard of his home was a bit large, and some people moved the guy to dig bricks and dig the cement floor.
This morning, the marshal blocked the good deeds who had hugged before and after the door of Xiao Kouzi's house, pushed the door straight into the courtyard and shouted: "Kou zi old brother, the sun is sunburning, you come out." I'm a big handsome, come and see the cement floor you laid. Xiao Kouzi stretched out his waist and walked out of the house, stretched his neck to listen to the words of the marshal, and did not say a word, picked up a sledgehammer and slammed the cement floor that had just been laid in the courtyard, and also swung a shovel to pull the concrete out and dug out a pit - there was no stone grinding disc. At this moment, the big marshal knew that he was wrong to blame Xiao Kouzi, and he hurriedly reached out to block it, but he was slammed on the wrist, and then he must have been thrown over the shoulder, and quickly exerted all his strength to press Tarzan to the top...
The two practitioners exchanged hands until the end, the grand marshal confessed to the loss, muffled his head and went out, and the crowd of onlookers also scattered. Not long after, the marshal picked up a bag of cement and half a basket of yellow sand, and laid it on the ground of xiao Kouzi's yard and shouted for water - to repay cement in the same place. Xiao Kouzi saw the situation, was moved, and muttered: "Under the hot heat, cement is laid during the day, and the ground will crack after drying." Forget it, leave it to me to rebuild it! ”
Could it be that the stone grinding disc of the well has slipped out of the alley with long legs? Therefore, the neighbors "Sherlock Holmes" judged that it was a demon made by the "four lakes and four seas" gangsters.
A few years later, the traffic command platform in the middle of the Road in Sanshan Street had an aggressive and strange thing - the hollow hole where the parasol was inserted fell into disrepair and cracked, and when the construction personnel came to dismantle it, the pier of the command station actually had a stone grinding disc hidden in its belly, weighing about 300 pounds. After investigation, it turned out to be the wellstone that was missing in that year. Who did this well – moved the stone millstone to the middle of the road as a base for the traffic command platform? It's still a mystery.
One autumn day in 1971, the old well in Zhuangyuan was drained and dredged, and it was because someone had thrown it. Removed from the bluestone well railing to catch up is the "Luo Pot" - a black-bottomed iron pot tied to the back. I heard that this person was beaten into "5.16 elements" and then "backed" to self-determination.
Old well IC photo
Lao Jing sings the "Song of the Seasons"
Water is the source of life, and digging wells and drawing springs is an important means for human beings to develop and utilize groundwater resources. In the long years, the jade liquid of culture flowing out of the well will never be exhausted.
What I remember about the old well in Qinzhuangyuan Lane is that it is related to the seasons.
At that time, when the heat of the three volts was reached, the people next to the well would sink into the well with a net and a watermelon to "freeze". In order to facilitate the distinction, each household has a specific mark on the net pocket or sling of the melon - everyone takes the melon by the mark to avoid confusion.
I once remembered that a big boy with a defective left ear in the deep courtyard next door to the well, one day after school, he fished one of the watermelons hanging in the well home, and the knife fell on the melon, and he first hijabed half of it. In the evening, his mother arrived home from work, found that the other half of the melon on the table was almost seedless, and then carefully looked at the hanging rope mark of the gourd, knowing that the son had taken it by mistake. "Half ear" his mother quickly went out to buy a large watermelon with few seeds, and also used people's net pockets and ropes to quietly hang in the well, covering up the troubles done by his son, otherwise, when the neighbors found out that they were shouting and shouting, wouldn't they "brush the color"...
Every year during the "light snow" season, the busiest in the alleys of Nanjing City is the number of wells, and the aunts and aunts who wash pickles get together from morning to night, choose vegetables to wash vegetables, and cheer. One day on the morning, a drunken man "devils into the village" like a supporting wall touched Qin Zhuangyuan Lane, saw that there were still many women busy washing pickles around the well platform under the street lamp, so they staggered forward, sitting on the well railing and pointing fingers, humming this is not okay, that is not right. The enraged women jumped up and poked their fingers and noses at this guy together, when a fat aunt with a flashlight came to him with a fierce wind and fire, and shot a snow light directly into the face of the drunk man on the well railing, shouting: "It's freezing cold, you don't return home from work, you are full of cat urine outside, run here to drink crazy?" Look at how I stripped you naked and pickled you like a dish! ”
The drunk man was finally thrown home by his wife in the laughter of the women washing the pickles...
Meritorious service to the construction of the old well of the shock shelter
In late July 1976, the tangshan earthquake in Hebei Province, also felt the earthquake of Nanjing residents fell into panic for a time, it was urgent to build a shock shelter, but at that time the earthquake material plastic film shortage. The main product produced by the fourth workshop of Nanjing Plastic Factory is the thin plastic film, although the marshal is the old man in the factory - the section chief in the workshop, but he cannot "open the back door" to get the goods for the neighbors. In desperation, after consulting with xiaokouzi and other enthusiastic people, he walked around the alley and shouted "collecting rags", as long as it was plastic, whether it was half-cut sandals, worn-out raincoats, cracked washbasins, etc. All accounting and recycling. Every day, the purchased waste plastic is piled around the well platform, and the women are mobilized to take water to wash and dry - the women divide and cooperate, some pick up, some draw water, some scrub, some find a place to dry, everyone is tired and complaining, and everyone is happy.
The waste plastic that was dried and clean was pulled to the plastic factory by the big marshal and other men by car, and after paying the processing fee, the factory was asked to produce "recycled plastic film". When a bundle of "recycled film thin" filled with flatbed trucks was pulled back to the old well platform in Qinzhuangyuan Lane, the neighbors who had already lined up to greet them watched the fruits of their labor turn into treasures and applauded warmly.
After this batch of urgent materials was handed over to the neighborhood committee, the alley immediately became busy, and one seismic shelter after another was set up on the open ground.
Ironclad evidence fished out of the bottom of the well
One early morning in the spring of 1978, the "old plug" (the old third high school student, who got this name because of the 9 years of intervening) who lived in the alley at the southern end of Qinzhuangyuan Lane, went home from the night shift, and when he turned into the alley and passed the well, under the dim street lamp, he suddenly saw that the upper body of a person had fallen into the edge of the well railing, and his two legs were stomping in the air. No, this is someone committing suicide by throwing himself into a well! The old man rushed up with an arrow and forcibly pulled the man out of the wellhead and dragged him outside the well platform. But the rescued person grabbed the old plug and asked in a disgusted voice, "What about my watch?" ”
The old interjection was confused: how can saving people still make this thing? In his early thirties, he had seen the world from cutting in the team to farming to returning to the city to work in the factory. He had heard that there was a kind of porcelain touching in the jianghu - the miscreants found a secluded and dangerous place to pretend to be short-sighted, and then played tricks on the rescuers to steal. Thinking of this, the old man grabbed the middle-aged man who looked confused, dragged and dragged to the nearby Xujia Lane, and directly found the third squadron of traffic police to report the case.
A handsome traffic policeman on duty listened to the statements of the two and said that this file is not a traffic dispute, and the theft problem is under the management of the Lifu Lane police station. After that, he worked his shift, but when he left work, he saw that the two were still there, so he expressed his willingness to go to the four sides of the well to look for watches carefully. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the servants searched around the well platform, and there was no trace of the watch...
The old plug suspected that the "man who lost his watch" fell off the bottom of the well when he was exploring the well, so he took a long bamboo pole with a hook from home, reached into the bottom of the well and repeatedly searched, the watch was not fished, but a string of large pearl necklaces was hooked from the well. The handsome traffic policeman laughed when he saw the palm of his hand: "Haha, the evidence has finally been found!" ”
It turned out that a few months ago, a young woman wearing a pearl necklace was being watched by a man riding a bicycle in broad daylight. In a remote area near Zhonghua Road, the man's flying car crashed into the woman's side and pulled away the pearl necklace around her neck. The woman who was hit also reacted quickly, grabbed the bicycle bag rack and did not let go, insisting that the man go to the nearby traffic police third squadron together. The man was afraid that the necklace evidence in his hand would be found by the police, and when he passed the well platform of Qin Zhuangyuan Lane, he deliberately slipped and threw the necklace into the well.
When the woman finished taking notes in the third squadron of traffic police, she suddenly exclaimed, "The pearl necklace on my neck is missing?" The "handsome traffic policeman" who closed the transcript listened and stared at the man. Only to see the man "calmly" empty the pocket of his clothes: "I didn't see it, you see, where are the necklaces?" "In the absence of evidence, the handsome traffic police can only mediate, and let the two leave after filing." The woman who lost the necklace lamented her bad luck.
The pearl necklace fished out of the well was confirmed by the woman who left the record, and the robber was quickly captured. In the face of the evidence, he confessed that he had taken his tools to the old well the night after the crime, but he had returned to no avail.
The woman who stole the pearl necklace was particularly happy after retrieving the original object, so she asked the handsome traffic police to help find the old plug and the "watchless man" and eat at the Helou Restaurant on Zhonghua Road. The three of them just sat down, looking at the "lost cousin" in the running hall of the Crane Tower Hotel, tentatively asking him: "Big brother, you came here to eat that day, did you lose anything when you left?" The old man immediately answered, "He lost a watch!" ”
The "watch-losing man" looked at the hotel running hall for half a moment, and suddenly jumped up excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes, lost a watch, Shanghai brand, 24 diamonds, all-steel shock-proof watch, is based on industrial vouchers and spent 120 yuan to buy!" It turned out that the "watchless man" was suddenly married that day, and after work, he went to the Wanghe Tower Hotel to drink alone, and also took off the watch that his ex-wife bought for him from his wrist, and the more he thought about it, the more distressed he became, and the several times in the running hall reminded him that the store was going to close... When he left the hotel in a trance, the watch on the table was "out of sight". In the night, he "sleepwalked" alone in the alleys around the old Menxi area for an unknown number of hours, and finally thought of throwing a hundred wells...
The precious objects of the "Lost Watch Man" and the "Pearl Woman" were lost and recovered respectively, and the old plug was also confirmed to be innocent, and the servants drank at the Wanghe Tower Hotel that night before breaking up...
postscript
In the 1990s, with the acceleration of urbanization, the residential groups in Zhuangyuanli were ripped apart and rebuilt into communities. I heard that the construction crew had encountered obstacles when filling the well. At that time, the marshal had died of illness, and Xiao Kouzi was transferred to the field with the work unit, but there were still people in the old lane who stood up on behalf of the indigenous people and left the old well. Taking into account the indelible feelings of generations of local people about the old well, the developer finally urged the construction unit to protect the well, strictly prohibiting cement filling and not allowing construction waste to be filled.
According to Kao, above the old well is now the green garden lawn of the residential area, and the original wellhead has been planted with an evergreen camphor tree to commemorate...