TheManCrawlingupontheEarth

＜內容簡介＞

The Man Crawling upon the Earth is a story set in Taiwan during the Japanese occupation. The five-year old boy Chen Kei-min is adopted into a mountain village shopkeeper's family.

◎Zhang Wen-huan is one of the foremost writers of Taiwanese literature during the Japanese colonial period. The Man Crawling upon the Earth is a novel he wrote in Japanese after a 30-year hiatus.
◎The Man Crawling upon the Earth is a story set in Taiwan during the Japanese occupation. The five-year old boy Chen Kei-min is adopted into a mountain village shopkeeper's family.
◎With humor and humanistic understanding, the author Zhang Wen-huan pictures the people’s traditional way of life marked by annual festivities.


★目錄：

Photographs
Acknowledgement
About the Author
Translator’s Introduction
Family Trees
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Zhang Wen-huan Chronology


＜作者簡介＞

Zhang Wen-huan (張文環)
1909-1978, was born in Daiping Chun, in the present Taiping Community, Meishan, Chiayi County Taiwan, He completed his secondary education in Okayama Prefecture, Japan and went on to study literature at Tōyō University. In 1932, he formed a research group on Taiwanese literature with other foreign students in Tokyo and launched the magazine Formosa. His story “Father’s Face” 「父の顔」(1943) was selected as an outstanding work by the Japanese magazine Chūō-kōron (中央公論).
Zhang married Sadakane Namiko (Zhang Fumei) in Tokyo. He returned to Taiwan in 1937. In the following year, he became the editor of Taiwanese Literature 《台灣文學》. He attended the East Asia Literature Conference in Tokyo in 1942 and was awarded by the Japanese Imperial Administration for Night Ape 《夜猿》(1942). His story The Capon 《閹雞》was adapted for the stage by Lin Tuang-qiu (林槫秋) and performed in Taipei in 1943.
In 1944, Zhang moved to Taichung and became the county’s first senator. After the 228 Incident of 1947, he stopped writing for nearly 30 years. While managing Sun Moon Lake Tourist Hotel, he completed his novel The Man Crawling upon the Earth 《地に這うもの》, which was published in Japan in 1975.
Passing away in his sleep from heart failure in February, 1978, at the age of seventy, he left his novel A Lamp on the Horizon 《地平線の燈》unfinished.


★內文試閱：

opponent. The aim of the sedan carrier was to catch the two of them, but at the sight of them already dressed, oh, crap, he cried out in his mind. He noticed he had snatched only A-Xiu’s underwear. At that moment, Kei-min’s ferocious rage scared him.
“Come!” In a provocative tone, the sedan carrier scowled at Kei-min.
Kei-min’s head was slightly nodding, moving his steps forward little by little. The sedan carrier stepped back, and staring at him, he was watching for a chance to take advantage of his opponent.
“A-Min, there is no need to kill him. Let him do what he wants.”
Xiu-ying ran to grasp Kei-min by his clothes. She knew her adoptive father had not come to kill them. But Kei-min could not contain his anger. As he spotted her underwear still grasped in his left hand, he swept his sharp stare like metal wire across the carrier’s face.
“Put down the underwear!” roared Kei-min furiously.
“Go to the police station where I will give it back to you.”
Xiu-ying knew that Kei-min had worked up such fury that he could not hold himself back any longer. Now if he killed her adoptive father, all was to vanish like water bubbles.
“Let’s go. Yes, go. Let’s go to the police station.”
The carrier, Wang Ming-tung, heard this and saw Kei-min’s tension slacken. He seemed to draw back and cautiously be the first to leave.
“How can the argument be settled? If we don’t go, we won’t be able to know what is going to happen.”
Xiu-ying consoled Kei-min. Unaware, with her left hand, she held him. Quickly she spoke to him,
“Things have come to this situation. We have no choice,” she said.
After her remarks, his shivering tension brought back his feeling. The incident seemed to be like this. If we don’t go, it cannot be settled thoroughly. It was not the time now to consider the face of his adoptive father.
The sedan carrier was worried that he would be unable to withstand an attack from the back from Kei-min while walking. He turned around and said,
“Chi-da Ma-ki O,” using his Japanese name, “my goal is not to kill you two. Man to man, we go to the police station for the talk.”
“If so, give back Xiu-ying’s underwear.”
“So we go to the police station. That’s why I took the underwear.”
“Fine. We go.”
The sedan carrier was walking ahead with the other two behind. He gloated and snickered in his mind. Now it was going to be accomplished if everything worked out. Suppose they broke their word and did not go to the police office. Only having the girl’s underwear as evidence was one-sided support and it might not work out. It would not make sense for the police officer to do an investigation just because the daughter lost a piece of underwear. He should beat them if the two went with him together. After all, this carrier was an impetuous fool. Nevertheless, the flat-face woman Xiu-ying appeared crafty. He sandwiched the underwear under his left arm, and his right hand, as expected, still held his knife as he nimbly walked up the slope of the parapet ditch. When she looked at the back of her adoptive father, she had never felt such thorough hatred for him in her whole life. She had called him father for more than twenty years. Furthermore, they were living under one roof, and she had been working as a maid for over the past long twenty years. Today, just for his own advantage, without a thought for her, he had exposed her shameful condition to the public. Now seeing through his evil intention, she was utterly disgusted. Her face turned pale, and her lips shivered whitened with wrath. Here and now killing the carrier, and the two of them committing suicide to die for love would have to be rather satisfying. However, the face of A-Lan flickered up in her mind. She would definitely not let A-Min kill him. Walking closer to him she tightly held his hand which she felt was also shaking. But the sight of her underwear sandwiched under her father’s arm made her unbearably full of hate.
The three with gloomy and serious looks appeared walking through the village street. Silly, dull onlookers immediately flocked to stir up a disturbance and followed them toward the front of the police station. The first to arrive was the sedan carrier, then Kei-min, and next Xiu-ying, who looked pale with dead white lips and raised eyebrows. Under the villagers’ eyes the three people on display seemed unaware of the looks of the crowd as they remained fairly calm. One had the prey to deal with as a last resort; the other two were in a flaring rage.
The police station was still open. At the post there were three police officers, one being Constable Director Josida, another a Taiwanese constable, and another a Japanese constable. The three officers were gathered together talking to each other. When the three commoners filed into the office, one after the other, Constable Josida’s serious talk like the tip of a rice ear was unexpectedly snapped shut in a second. Obviously, he was not happy to be stopped and frowned. But the other two officers immediately realized what had happened as they turned around. The Taiwanese constable rose from his chair to walk toward the sedan carrier and Kei-min and took away the knives they were holding in their hands. In a small village nothing could be kept from the police. The sedan carrier bowed deeply and saluted to the highest-ranking officer Constable Josida, who stared fixedly at him as he listened to the accusation of adultery.
“Sir, Chi da Ma-ki O slept with my daughter. He has done a mischievous thing.”
“Wang Ming-tung, is this girl your daughter, or your daughter-in-law, or the mistress of your son Wang Ren-de?”
The sedan carrier was tongue-tied, and his throat clogged up. At this moment he was seized with panic and flustered.
“Dau…daughter-in-law.”
“If she is a daughter-in-law, does your son hold her every day?”
“No, sir.”