Chapter 2 Chapter 2 tells the son: Prison is a laboratory

Li Dazhao sat cross-legged on the bed, not intending to go to bed.Zhao Renlan pushed the door and said, go to sleep, Baohua and Xinghua are both asleep. Li Dazhao rubbed his black beard and let out a sigh of relief.The wife asked, "What's wrong?" When Chen Duxiu rushed to Peking University overnight to print leaflets, Li Dazhao sat for a long time, thinking about the "direct action" of the next day. The night wind blows through the deep and long Houzha alley.The leaves of the trees made a sound like water.A cat jumped over the corrugated boards, rustling the roof.Zhao Renlan actually understood what her husband was thinking.

"Okay, go to sleep." Li Dazhao said. When he slept until midnight, he opened his eyes, only to find that his wife was not by his side, but outside the door. The wife outside the door lowered her face, put her hands together, and whispered something.Li Dazhao put on his clothes and went out, and asked in a low voice, when did he believe in the Bodhisattva? "Really won't let the police catch it? The police have been very fierce these two days." "I was arrested, but Zhongfu was arrested, and the consequences would be serious. Ren Lan, you should understand that Chen Zhongfu has a great influence on our country."

The cold moonlight made Li Dazhao's face look paler.Li Dazhao also said that if Zhong Fu explicitly joins Marxism, his impact will be immeasurable. There will be hope for China's youth, and there will be hope for China. "You and Mr. Chen can go home safely after distributing the leaflets tomorrow, and my sister-in-law Junman and I can hope." The wife said. Li Dazhao couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he laughed and said, "You are telling the truth. Go to sleep, don't believe in Bodhisattvas, there are no Bodhisattvas in this world."

Li Dazhao fell asleep again in the middle of the night, but Zhao Renlan still couldn't sleep. Something will happen.Such a thought always lingered in Zhao Renlan's mind.How could a professor do such a thing!Mr. Chen has always been impulsive, so how could Shou Chang follow him?He hadn't been so restless before.But Zhao Renlan didn't say a word. She never stopped Shouchang from doing what he wanted to do. Shouchang always thought carefully. Chen Duxiu didn't expect anything to happen.Dynamite flowed through his veins all day on June 11. Huanhuachun, a Sichuan restaurant, has always had a strong taste, but Chen Duxiu didn't think it was spicy at all. He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and threw the silver on the counter. While it was dark, he dragged Gao Yihan to the New World Playground.

Last night, he was also the teacher of Peking University, who worked until midnight at the school handout printing office next to Songzhu Temple.He brought back two bundles of leaflets in very fragrant ink.The powerful "Declaration" is printed on one page, with the first half of the page in Chinese vertically and the second half of the page in English horizontally. The handwriting is very clear.In the early morning, Li Dazhao knocked on the door and took some away. He said he would go back to Houzha Hutong to distribute them, and he also said that he would stick them on the wall of the nearby police station.Hu Shi also came to take more than a dozen sheets, saying that he wanted to paste them near his home. He had American glue, and he could paste one sheet on the wall with just a little.Chen Duxiu refused to divide the leaflets equally, and stuffed most of the "Manifesto" between his ribs, and a white suit was bulging for it. "Don't persuade me," he said to them, "how could I not drop a few more bombs I made? Fifteen years ago, I was testing bombs with Yang Tock-seng and the others every day, and I was focused on assassinating Empress Dowager Cixi, but I never had a chance to throw bombs. I have built so many today, can I not be refreshed?"

The reason why Chen Duxiu went to the "New World" was because there were so many people there.It's easier to do things with more people.Also, the people there are damned, they are still having fun after so many years, the Chinese should wake up. When I entered the door, I saw that there were long gowns and short gowns in the shadows of the piano sound upstairs and downstairs.Theaters, bookstores, billiards courts, there is no dissatisfaction with Dangdang.In the face of national crisis, there are really so many men, women and children here to have fun.The virtue of the Chinese people!

When the dim sum stall owner saw someone coming upstairs, he happily yelled: "Almond tea tofu nao!" Gao Yihan said: "Numb!" Chen Duxiu said to Gao Yihan: "Only because of its numbness, a pot of cold water should be poured on it." If you want to be head-on, you should go to the highest place.Chen Duxiu pulled Gao Yihan, and the two went through a small door, found the stairs and went straight to the top of the building.Because Chen Duxiu had already seen an outdoor movie playing on the second-floor platform of the amusement park, covering a crowd of people's heads in darkness. If a goddess scattered flowers and dropped hundreds of copies of text bombs from the night sky, the effect of closing the frying pan is obvious. The scene should be very moving. .

Chen Duxiu tightened his suit and walked slowly up the stairs.Gao Yihan was suddenly very worried about Chen Duxiu, because Chen Duxiu's gait always looked like an arhat with a belly.He is not fat, and a white suit fits him very well, but if there are too many belts, the human figure will have to be bloated, and if he is bloated, he will attract attention.Gao Yihan wanted to distribute some leaflets, but Chen Duxiu refused.In fact, Chen Duxiu himself knew that there were hawks and dogs all over Beijing these days, and wherever there were many people, there were sneaky eyes, but Chen Duxiu had explosives flowing in his veins, and he was a man with a mission.A person with a mission can't take care of too much, the worst is to go to the prison, Chen Duxiu thought viciously, what's the matter with the prison?Just lock up with the students, so that you can feel more at ease!This country is surrounded by eyes and sticks, and the air is so foul that it is a big prison in itself.Prison after prison, lice don't itch!

The roof garden is a platform with electric poles but no electric lights, and it is pitch black.Looking down, only listening to the lively movie playing.The film itself is silent, and a group of gong and drummers will bang and bang when they are in a critical moment, creating a tense atmosphere. Chen Duxiu took a closer look and guessed that the movie was "The Ghost of the Black Book", which told about the story of a rich family smoking opium and ruining their families. He had seen it last month. It's easy to watch people smoke opium, but you don't know it when you inhale opium, these muddle-headed men and women!While Chen Duxiu was thinking this way, he pulled out the leaflet between his ribs.

He stretched out half of his body and waved violently. "Your life is like a bell!" he muttered. The leaflets were indeed flying like big snowflakes, and the night sky was full of white flowers.In this kind of tumbling, indeed there was a faint ringing of a bell ringing in his ears. Chen Duxiu was momentarily stunned by this spectacular sight.He then heard exclamations, cheers, and the sound of stools falling.The gong and drum class stopped beating for a moment. "Okay!" Chen Duxiu said, and waved his hand again, "One more June Snow!" Really another snow in June.The shouting from below grew louder.

He didn't hear Gao Yihan clapping his hands in warning at the stairs, and when he heard it, it was already too late, and a pair of thick arms that suddenly appeared in the darkness grabbed him. "The bastard is here!" Chen Duxiu cursed and struggled desperately, "Let go! Let go!" A fat policeman reached into Chen Duxiu's suit and took out a stack of leaflets. "Are you still stubborn? The "Beijing Citizens Declaration", declare your ghost!" "It's not me!" Chen Duxiu jumped and struggled. A police officer came up to the roof garden and asked sharply, "Who's caught?" The plainclothes policemen chattered: "The person who spread the leaflets has been caught! That's him!" The police officer separated the crowd, walked up to Chen Duxiu, and stared: "It's you?" "It's so dark, how dare you arrest someone for no reason!" Chen Duxiu stomped his feet. "Not you?" "How could it be me? Blind?" "It's not him?" the officer asked the plainclothes officer. The fat policeman held up a flyer: "It was found from him! As soon as he entered the new world, I found that he was fat!" Chen Duxiu patted his suit: "Where do I have a pocket to hold these things?" The fat policeman rounded his eyes: "Dare to play tricks? Didn't it come from your pocket?" "Can you put it in? Let it go!" The fat policeman angrily stuffed the large stack of leaflets back into Chen Duxiu's underwear pocket, then, pointing at Chen Duxiu, he loudly reported to the police officer, "Sir, I dare not lie, it was found in this pocket just now!" Before the fat policeman's words fell to the ground, Chen Duxiu took out the flyer from his pocket with lightning speed, threw it down the roof garden with a wave of his hand. In an instant, snowflakes were flying all over the sky again. The police officer screamed: "Grab him!" Chen Duxiu laughed up to the sky hahaha, his unscrupulous laughter was like a copper bell rolling. When he was pushed all the way down the stairs, he was still laughing all the way, trembling with laughter so that he bumped back and forth. On the last step of the stairs, he deliberately bumped his head against the pale-faced Gao Yihan, shouting, "It's not a stone." What are you blocking?"Gao Yihan understood that this was Chen Duxiu telling him to run away quickly to avoid falling into the tiger's claws. Xu Shiying walked to the door of the living room, hesitated for a while, and then moved again. As a representative of the Beiyang government, he was ordered to go to Shanghai to ask Sun Yat-sen to express the government's goodwill.He speculated that the leaders of the Kuomintang would be very angry about Chen Duxiu's arrest, but he didn't know whether Sun Yat-sen would be angry and embarrass him face to face. If it is embarrassing, President Xu Shichang is really embarrassing these days. The victory of Chen Duxiu actually aroused a national outcry. People from all walks of life jumped out to accuse the government of wrongdoing. Those who shouted in unison, "The government uses dark forces to destroy the freedom of academic thought", and some loudly scolded "the military and police authorities intend to weave to destroy the modern trend of thought". At the beginning.” Even Anhui Governor Lu Tiaoyuan sent a telegram to Wu Bingxiang, an Anhui fellow, saying something about Chen Duxiu’s “godly talk” and at the same time assuring his chest that Chen Duxiu “has nothing to do with the radicals” and “I’m begging for my hometown’s backwardness. Safeguard and release".A June snowfall fell suddenly in the capital, making the backs of the President and the Chief of Police chilly these days. Sun Yat-sen's attitude is naturally of great importance. This hero who has repeatedly failed in the struggle to protect the law still enjoys great prestige in the political circles of the country.He was on Molière Road in Shanghai, but he was always paying attention to Beijing after the May Fourth Movement.Xu Shiying, who is busy in the world, is looking forward to seeing a relatively peaceful face in Moliere Road, even if there is no smile on this face. However, the chief justice of the Beiyang government still miscalculated. Before he could enter the door, Sun Yat-sen stood up from the wide armchair and strode towards him. He neither exchanged greetings nor shook hands, nor ordered Ma Xiang to make tea. . Liao Zhongkai followed closely and said in a low voice, "Sir, calm down." Sun Yat-sen's anger did not abate in the slightest: "You guys did a good job!" Xu Shiying hurriedly said: "Mr. Sun!" "You did a good job, very good, and it's good to have a piece of evidence, a piece of evidence to convince the people that I am against you! Do you want to kill him?" Xu Shiying was stunned, not knowing how to answer. "Mr. Sun asked you." Liao Zhongkai took a step forward, "Do you want to use a knife?" Xu Shiying glanced at Liao Zhongkai. He knew that Sun Yat-sen liked this close friend very much. "I've never heard of it, really never heard of it." Sun Yat-sen sneered: "Forgive me, you don't dare to kill him! If one of them dies, there will be fifty or one hundred more. You have to do it, do it as much as you can!" "Don't dare, dare not," Xu Shiying thought to himself, this trip was so bad, Shanghai's June Huangmeitian is not a place for people to stay. "Mr. Sun, don't worry, I'll send a telegram right away! Call right away, call right away." Half an hour after Xu Shiying left, Sun Yat-sen, who returned to his bedroom, was still depressed, and he did not see a cup of red dates and lotus seed soup on the desk.Sun Yat-sen pushed the spoon and refused to drink, and said to Soong Ching Ling: "Darling, these years, I like to click the bullets too much, don't I?" Soong Ching Ling looked at Sun Yat-sen and didn't understand for a while. "But I see Chen Duxiu," Sun Yat-sen said, "but he only likes to point his head. I have never met this Anhui man, but I seem to have known him for a long time. You think, when you shoot, you have to aim with your eyes. What are eyes? Eyes are the muzzle of the head. Eyes and fingers are driven by the head. The head is the most important thing in a person. Chen Duxiu is a man who has seen this point. He is dedicated to pointing out the heads of Chinese people. Really, Darling, self-renewal Since the cultural movement, I have seen very clearly that one or two publications can make the society feel a great impact." "Darling," said the wife, "guns matter too." "Of course, of course, contacting the Yunnan Army and convincing the Guangxi Army to seize this batch of guns and fight that batch of guns also took great pains." "However, you are right," Soong Ching Ling scooped up a spoonful of red dates and handed it to her husband. "New Youth" edited by Mr. Chen Duxiu, and "Weekly Review", I also like to read. Dai Chuanxian has it, and I have read several issues. Those articles are really like guns, and the words are like bullets, full of pages sound." "You call Dai Jitao right away," Sun Yat-sen chewed the red dates loudly, "I want him to run a magazine, preferably once a week, Chen Duxiu runs "Weekly Review", we can run "Weekly Review", It must be done so that the paper is full of noise.” "I'll call right away." "The success of the revolution must depend on the change of thinking. If you want to save China, you must make the people awaken!" "You have to grab the bullets and the head at the same time." "The last hope of the people of the whole country lies in the Kuomintang. I, Sun Wen, cannot live up to this hope." "Darling, don't disappoint this cup of lotus seed soup, it's already cold." Soong Ching Ling's words are always so refreshing. Zhao Renlan has been to Jianshan Alley twice in three days. "Look," Zhao Renlan said to Gao Junman, "it's all front-page news. The whole country is calling for the release of Mr. Chen, so you must be at ease. Come on, get up, you always have to eat." Xizi poked her head in from the door and said, "Mom, Auntie has finished the meal. We have fish today!" Gao Junman got up from the bed and said: "It's hard for you, Ren Lan. I said that I was going to cause trouble, and I didn't expect it to be so soon. Whether it is Mr. De, Mr. Sai, or Chen Duxiu, Sooner or later, he will be taken to the government prison!" "As usual, the government's prisons are just paper. As long as the people of the whole country shout together, the prisons will fall apart." "A family has its own affairs, and you also have your husband. When you grow old, can I feel at ease? It makes sense for Duxiu to go home early, and children also need a father. When do you think the cell will fall apart?" when?That's really hard to answer. "He can't not come back," Gao Junman sobbed again, "He can't leave this house alone!" "Mom!" Heizi jumped into the room, "There is a basket of eggs, someone delivered it at the door, I chased it out to look, and the man ran away." Zhao Renlan helped Gao Junman get up and walked out of the yard to watch.There are only eggs piled up at the door, but there are also fruits, bacon, wine jars, and even a salted pig's head. Looking around, but there was no one, Gao Junman felt strange: "How did Duxiu become a Bodhisattva in the temple?" Zhang Jingyao, the governor of Hunan, was born with the appearance of a Bodhisattva, but his heart is very dark.He went to Tianjin to show his loyalty to Duan Qirui, and hurried back to Changsha, where he noticed the "Xiangjiang Review". It was late July when he noticed the publication.On the streets of Changsha in late July, the sun is very hot.His men stopped the car under the scorching sun, raised their guns and killed an old man who was selling fruit.Seeing that the car had stopped moving, Zhang Jingyao asked what was the matter, and the captain of the guard ran over from the front and reported that an old man's baskets blocked the driveway, maybe he was plotting something wrong. Zhang Jingyao got out of the car and walked slowly to the front of the convoy. As he walked, he said to the adjutant who got out of the car at the same time: "Ah, you continue to read." "Marshal," said the short adjutant Xu, "I just read the "Manifesto for the Founding of the Publication." "Read it again." Zhang Jingyao said under the sun. "The time has come! The tide of the world is rolling in even more urgently! The gate of Dongting Lake has moved and opened!" Zhang Jingyao frowned, and said, "He wants to open the gate to release the water?" Adjutant Xu read: "The mighty new trend of thought has already surged on both sides of the Xiangjiang River! According to his life, against his death, various reforms, in a word, freedom from power. All kinds of fundamentalism against power , for populism." "What's the meaning?" "I'm telling you, Commander-in-Chief, that is to say, use populism, that is, use the common people, to fight against power, that is, to fight against us." "Damn, what's the name of this stinky scholar?" "Mao Zedong." "Mao Zedong?" Adjutant Xu said yes, and then continued to read: "Russia overthrew the nobles, expelled the famous people, the labor and peasant circles jointly established a government, the Red Banner Army rushed east and west, and wiped out many enemies. shaking." "Damn it, you're bragging about Russia, what's the name of this stinky scholar?" "Mao Zedong." "Or this Mao Zedong?" "Commander, it's still Mao Zedong. The title of this article is "The Great Unity of the People." Here's another one, about Chen Duxiu." "Chen Duxiu, haven't you been arrested?" "It was for him to be arrested that the surname Mao wrote it." "Say something nice about him?" "Commander, please listen: Chen Junzhi's arrest must not damage Chen Jun's hair, and keep a big commemoration in the new trend of thought, so that he will be more radiant and far-reaching. I wish Chen Jun's steadfast and supreme spirit long live!" "Long live?" The Hunan governor was startled, "Long live?" "Yes, sir, long live." "This person regards Chen Duxiu as the emperor and calls him long live?" "Yes, Marshal, people who shout long live are not good things." "Well," Zhang Jingyao closed his eyes and thought for a while, "Where is this Mao Zedong who wants to release the water?" "It's us from Hunan." Zhang Jingyao stopped.He is now at the front of the convoy.He saw the corpse, two dilapidated, crushed bamboo baskets, and blood-stained apples all over the ground. Soldiers are dragging away the corpse. Zhang Jingyao started to walk back, and continued to ask the adjutant as he walked, "Since Mao Zedong is from Hunan, why doesn't he speak Hunan dialect?" ""Xiangjiang Review", as the name suggests, is that Hunan people speak Hunan dialect." "No," the Hunan governor's eyeballs popped, "This scholar didn't speak for Hunan, he wants to drown Hunan." Suddenly there was a scream, and an old woman who was nearly half a century old rushed to the front of the convoy, caressing the corpse and crying loudly, and then rushed towards the car, knocking on the eyes of the car. An officer drew out his pistol and fired again, without any hesitation, which only stunned the people on the street, and dared not vent their anger. Zhang Jingyao looked back and didn't make a sound, as if nothing happened.He continued to walk towards his car while ordering his adjutant: "Go and warn that Mao Zedong, if he dares to flood Hunan again, I, Zhang Jingyao, will immediately bleed him!" These are two children in patched shirts and trousers, both kneeling in front of the grave, their cheeks glistening with tears.This is a freshly built earthen grave with ostentatious banners.Parents died so tragically, whoever saw them was sad. The boy was fifteen years old and his name was Shishi.His elder sister is sixteen years old and her name is Shihua.The wind was strong, and Shihua's long hair fluttered like black cloth banners. The kind neighbors put away their shovels, patted them on the shoulder, and signaled that they could leave. The children couldn't bear to stand up, and cried again. "Hey, I dug three graves yesterday, and two more today." The shovel-handler smiled miserably, "Yao, Shun and Yutang, shot at random, one in Hunan, and half in the province's cemetery." When Adjutant Xu led seven or eight soldiers into the school, he first smashed the wooden sign on the door lintel saying "Editorial Department of "Xiangjiang Review"" to the ground with a few gun butts.The chirping of cicadas on the tree stopped immediately. The editorial department was located in Luoxingtian Commercial College, and several student editors were discussing the manuscript, and they all froze when they heard the noise.Mao Zedong was calm. He looked out the window, put down the brush in his hand, and said to the young people present: "When the water comes, the soil will cover it, and the soldiers will block it. Don't be nervous." Adjutant Xu put his hands on his hips, stepped on the wooden sign of "Xiangjiang Review" editorial department, and shouted vigorously, "Which one is Mao Zedong?" A group of surprised onlookers gradually gathered inside and outside the school gate.Mao Zedong, who was wearing a gray cloth gown, heard the sound: "The military generals called for the battle, and the literati came out. Things in Changsha are as strange as Beijing now. Sir, my surname is Mao, and my name is Chairman Mao." Adjutant Xu looked at the other party carefully: "You are the editor-in-chief of "Xiangjiang Review" who wants to open Dongting Lake?" Mao Zedong laughed and said: "If you don't open the gate, how can there be a torrent? If you don't arouse the people, how can you resist the dictatorship? You soldiers have explosives. If you also come to participate in opening the gate and blast it, why worry about the revolutionary situation in Hunan? " The words made the colleagues in the editorial department just want to laugh, and their hearts were half relieved. "Dare to play tricks on me? To tell you the truth, I am here to warn you today on the order of Marshal Zhang. You have written sloppy words, committed chaos, and violated Marshal Zhang's majesty!" "I, Mao Zedong, have written a lot of articles in the past two months. It's true, just like you have arrested many people in the past two months. But, please tell me, sir, I don't know which article I wrote to make trouble and violate the power of Marshal Zhang? " "You understand in your heart!" Mao Zedong called someone to fetch the "Xiangjiang Review", and flipped through a few pages: "Oh, is this the article, "The Great Union of the People"? I, Mao Zedong, believed that the fundamental method for carrying out social transformation was the great unity of the people. Unity! Why do you say that? Because there are always more people in a country than aristocrats and capitalists in a country. Moreover, no matter what kind of movement in history, it is all due to the unity of some people. A larger movement must There is a greater unity. The peasants who account for the majority of the Chinese population must unite to fight for the reduction of land rent and taxes and to solve the food problem! Students, teachers, and women from all walks of life must also unite, and finally realize the great unity of the people! A piece of paper, sir? What I am advocating is the unity of the masses, so why did I offend Marshal Zhang’s prestige?” The crowd of onlookers whispered, and the crowd gathered more and more.Adjutant Xu got annoyed, patted the pistol on his waist and said, "I won't tell you about this one!" "Ah, that must be this article," Mao Zedong dug out the inaugural issue, "it must be the article calling for the release of Mr. Chen Duxiu!" "You call Chen Duxiu long live!" "The old man of the emperor called him long live, and Chen Duxiu's spirit is thousands of times stronger than that of the old man of the emperor. Why can't he be called long live? You see, I wrote this: I wish Chen Jun's supreme spirit long live! This sentence offends Have you lost Marshal Zhang's tiger power?" "You want to complain about injustice for the government, what is it if you don't commit crimes?" Mao Zedong's face suddenly changed, and he was furious, and he raised his hand and pointed at the other party: "The country is weak and the people's livelihood is difficult. Mr. Chen Duxiu called for it, calling for democracy and science. Which royal law has he violated? Everyone knows, June 10 On the 1st, Chen Duxiu was arrested by the government. Why did the government arrest Chen Duxiu? It was because the government was afraid of Chen Duxiu! Chen Duxiu was a star in China’s ideological circles. Democracy, there is no freedom in China, and there is no science in China! These words are what the autocratic government fears the most, and it is also what you Marshal Zhang Jingyao fears the most!" "nonsense!" "Chen Duxiu is in prison, we must rush to rescue him, we save democracy, we save science, we save China!" "Shut up!" Adjutant Xu finally pulled out his pistol, "I think you are deliberately gathering people today to incite and confuse people!" "Yes!" Mao Zedong held up a large stack of "Xiangjiang Review" in his hand, and quickly distributed it to the onlookers, "If you must make me a criminal and make me a riot, every article written by me, Mao Zedong, can be said to be a criminal." Make chaos! China's dictatorship must be violated! Let me tell you, sir, China's current situation must be chaotic!" "Presumptuous! It's too presumptuous!" Adjutant Xu growled, "Tie it up for me!" "Slow down!" Mao Zedong said, "Dashuai Zhang didn't give you an order to arrest people today, did he? Sir, calm down." "This, this," Adjutant Xu suddenly felt a dilemma, and the scholar was sure of his words, "Damn, I can't tie a scholar?" Before the words were finished, there was a commotion in the crowd, and two children, Shi Hua and Shi Shi, came crying, separated the crowd, and tried their best to catch Adjutant Xu. "Give me back my father! Give me back my mother!" the girl yelled. "Killer will pay for his life!" Shito shouted sharply, and he opened his mouth to bite. Adjutant Xu retreated again and again, but his arm was still bitten, he screamed in pain, pushed the child down and ran away.A large number of people shouted at him: "In broad daylight, killing people means paying for their lives!" The stone fell to the ground and cried loudly.People crowded around.The fate of the orphan touched the hearts of all. Mao Zedong bent down to pick up the wooden sign "Editorial Department of "Xiangjiang Review"" and found that it was broken. "Mr. Mao!" An old man stepped out from the crowd, "Don't be sad, I'm a carpenter, and I'll plan a bigger piece for you!" Although the new sign was put up the next day, a month later, in August 1919, the weekly "Xiangjiang Review" was banned by Hunan warlord Zhang Jingyao, and the Hunan Student Union was also ordered to disband.However, people remember the four words "Xiangjiang Review". A total of five issues of this trendy magazine were published, and it became one of the famous weekly magazines in the country during the May Fourth period. The imprint left by the world is indelible. Even Hu Shi also made such an enthusiastic praise: "There are a lot of newly published weekly newspapers and small daily newspapers. From Beijing in the north, to Guangzhou in the south, from Shanghai to Suzhou in the east, and to Sichuan in the west, there is almost no city without such New-style newspapers Now we are introducing our two new little brothers, one is "Xiangjiang Review" in Changsha, and the other is "Sunday" in Chengdu." When Mao Zedong was filled with righteous indignation for Chen Duxiu's arrest, Chen Jiongming, the commander-in-chief of the Guangdong Army known as the "Socialist General", also unfurled a banner at the temporary station in Zhangzhou.It was a piece of red cloth stretched tautly among the luxuriant camphor trees: "Northern and Southern Qi work hard to rescue Chen Duxiu!" There is also an old-fashioned gramophone horn tied to the tree trunk, which blares slightly hoarse military music over and over again. The Cantonese troops who have taken refuge in Fujian are practicing in groups amidst the music of the military, swords and swords, and footsteps. A hundred paces away, on the huge bluestone slab under the shade of a tree, Chen Jiongming is sitting cross-legged on the ground with a pleasant smile on his face.He is entertaining more than a dozen wealthy people in Zhangzhou in his unique way. The rich and powerful sat cross-legged in a row, looking rather panicked.Sitting face to face with them on the ground was a group of stately generals of the Cantonese Army, and Chiang Kai-shek, the commander of the second detachment of the Cantonese Army, was also sitting among them. Several cooking soldiers brought several large wooden barrels.Afterwards, large coarse porcelain bowls containing rice and pork were placed before the knees of the guests one by one. The guests felt a kind of surprise. The rice was very fragrant, Chen Jiongming took a sip of the aroma and sniffed with satisfaction.His two black beards are very thick, and when he sniffs, the black beard trembles violently, which seems to be a kind of power.Chen Jiongming said: "Today I respectfully invite you all. Although it is a simple meal, it is sincere. You know that Xu Shichang, Duan Qirui and his like in Beijing have colluded with Japanese pirates, harmed the country and the people, and perverted the country. It is hard to write down! Recently, Chen Duxiu, a professor of Peking University who is admired by everyone, was arrested. The whole country was shocked. The commander-in-chief has sent a telegram to Beijing to solemnly appeal for the release of Mr. Chen! Today, I would like to tell you that if Beijing persists in its obsession, the commander-in-chief will lead the mourning army and dare to send out the whole nest with a force of 20,000 people to call against the thieves !" The rich and powerful were stunned when they heard the words, how dare a mere 20,000 people speak of the Northern Expedition?Even Sun Yat-sen took refuge in Shanghai and remained motionless. How could the Cantonese army living in Fujian make such a reckless move?Thinking about this in his heart, the smiles on his faces remained undiminished, and they all responded: "Commander Chen's chivalry and courage have long been heard by Fujian people, but looking at today's demeanor, he is indeed upright and awe-inspiring!" General!" The generals of the Cantonese Army sat still.There was a faint smile on Chiang Kai-shek's face, he glanced at Commander-in-Chief Chen from the corner of his eye, and thought to himself: This guy not only played well with me, he was always on guard, and when he said these lines to them, he was also like a famous actor, with a high degree of proficiency. Chen Jiongming straightened his back, and said again: "Once again, if you want to attack counter-revolutionaries, you must have the capital to attack. What capital? There are people, guns, food, and wages!" Chiang Kai-shek chimed in and said: "The soldiers and horses have not moved, the food and grass go first!" Chen Jiongming said: "Of course, everyone understands this truth. Presumably everyone here is also aware of it, and naturally they will continue to help our army with all their strength." The rich are sitting on pins and needles.Sure enough, Hongmen Banquet.they thought. "In the future, the revolution will be successful, and you will all be heroes of the revolution. I want money, but it is definitely not for personal pockets. I am determined not to save personal money in my life. I have sworn to this. Army, for the revolution, for the rescue of Mr. Chen Duxiu! Now, I hope that you will donate generously!" Chen Jiongming's eyes sparkled, "I promise to make a note for each of you present in the revolutionary merit book; but today, for the donation book, I first ask Make a note of everyone here!" Talk it through. The adjutant spread out the donation books in front of all the guests in turn.The rich and powerful looked at the generals of the Cantonese Army sitting majesticly opposite each other, and they had nothing to do, so they had to raise their pens. Chen Jiongming looked around, with a smile on his face, and asked Chiang Kai-shek: "Zhongzheng, do you want to go to Shanghai again? Please tell Marshal Sun that our army's counterattack plan will be drawn up today!" Chiang Kai-shek stood up and said, "Yes!" Chiang Kai-shek arrived in Shanghai on the third day. "Mr. Dai," he said to Dai Jitao, who was sitting beside him in the car, "Commander Chen is really capable of raising military salaries. The army has sufficient salaries and strong morale, and strong morale makes it invincible. Mr. Sun has a complete respect for the Guangdong Army." High hopes can be placed.” Dai Jitao drove to the train station to meet Chiang Kai-shek. He felt that he couldn't figure out this young soldier who always spoke seriously. "From your point of view," he said, "is Chen Jiongming reliable? Brother Jieshi might as well just say it." "Mr. Dai has always been suspicious of others in this way? If you doubt someone Chen today, you can doubt someone Jiang tomorrow." "Brother Jieshi, why do you say such things? The army is really, really important to Mr. Sun." "The face of every Chinese is a book with infinite mysteries, and our Chinese books are the most difficult books in the world." Dai Jitao nodded: "My little brother quite agrees." "With Marshal Sun's knowledge, he can understand any book in China!" "Ah," Dai Jitao admired, "Brother Jieshi's words are too lofty!" "There are nine out of ten books that I still can't understand, including the book by Commander-in-Chief Chen Jiongming. But I can tell you the truth, the Cantonese Army is actually not a real revolutionary army. There are too many factions. Chen Jiongming's Huizhou faction, Deng Zhongyuan's The Eastern Guangdong faction and Xu Chongzhi’s Fujian faction are fighting openly and secretly, and the air is foul. How can I, a person without faction, gain a foothold in the army? If things go on like this, I only have thirty-six strategies to follow.” "Your brother is very talented in the military, why is Mr. Sun willing to let you leave the Guangdong Army?" Chiang Kai-shek smiled: "The situation is better than people!" When the car turned a corner, a puddle of water flew up, and at the same time, two young people on the side of the road screamed. The two young men were sitting on a threshold, eating a flatbread, and the mud splashed not only on their faces, but also on the flatbread. "Don't have eyes? Why are you so bullying?!" The older one stood up and shook his fist at the car.This 21-year-old young man in a shabby blouse is Chen Duxiu's eldest son, Chen Yannian, who was studying law at Shanghai Aurora College. The car stopped. Dai Jitao's face stuck out of the car window, his face was ugly: "Young man, dare to curse?" Chen Qiaonian quickly pulled Chen Yannian and said, "Forget it, brother." Chen Yannian tapped the mud on the cake: "I scold the mud!" Annoyed, Dai Jitao pushed the car door and wanted to get out of the car, but was grabbed by the smiling Chiang Kai-shek. "Small things can't be tolerated, and chaos is big. Fortunately, Mr. Dai is still a scholar." He said. Dai Jitao closed the car door: "Drive!" After the car left, the Chen Yannian brothers still looked at the mud-stained biscuits in their hands for a long time. "Eat it!" Chen Yannian dusted it off with his hand and took a bite. Chen Qiaonian also took a bite: "Soil is nutritious." "Yes, when an old hen eats worms, it always eats some mud." "Here." The younger brother fumbled for a train ticket and handed it to the elder brother while eating the cake. Chen Yannian was taken aback: "Train ticket? Did you buy it?" "You go to Beijing tomorrow to see Dad." "Where did you get the money? Tell me, where did you get the money?" He suddenly realized something, and hastily rolled up his brother's sleeves, looked at his left arm, and looked at his right arm as well. "Don't look for the needle's eye, brother, I didn't sell blood!" "Then where did you get the money?" "To tell you the truth, I didn't go to school for the past three days. I went to Baxian Building to wash dishes. The bus ticket was bought with my working money." "If Dad knows that you don't study and go to work, he will take all the anger against Xu Shichang and Duan Qirui on you. Believe it or not? Besides, if you want to go to work during the day, you have to do it together. Why don't you Hiding it from me?" "Brother, look at yourself, your hand is swollen from sawing at night, I can see it." The brother was silent.Qiao Nian said again: "Really, don't look at my hands, look at your own hands. Brother, let's not go to the big saw tonight, you go to bed early, and you go to Beijing tomorrow. You tell Dad , I miss him. Also, my mother in Anhui's hometown didn't scold him anymore, and hoped that he would be released from prison soon." "I'll tell you everything." Chen Yannian agreed. In the prison room, a straw mat was spread on the ground.Chen Duxiu, with a thin face, sat on the floor with his back to the iron gate, reading a book with a pen.This is his daily posture, like Bodhidharma.大儿子进京探监，他是根本没有想到的。 监室西向，光线不足。他总觉得书上的字比往常要小。 京师警察厅监狱的饭菜还好，掺沙不多，尚可下咽，只是监室潮气渗人，日日都似老家安庆的黄梅季节，叫人难受。 那个脸上有三块老年斑的狱官，又像老猫似的蹑手蹑脚走近笼子，一张脸似笑非笑。 “恭喜陈先生，你家公子看你来了。” “我没儿子。” “陈先生是不愿见儿子，还是陈先生本来就没有儿子？” 陈独秀摇摇头，顾自看书，再不理会。 狱官摇了摇手中的钥匙，踱几步，又说：“书里的学问同过日子的学问，不是一个学问。过日子的学问与牢房里的学问，也不是一个学问。” “这牢房里的学问，是什么学问？” “此学问，名堂大得很，可称五子登科？” 陈独秀合上书本：“何谓五子登科。” “大凡坐牢之人，整日所思所想者，无非五子：日子、刀子、银子、婆子、儿子。所谓日子，就是算日子，盘算究竟何日方可脱去牢狱之灾。所谓刀子，就是掂量掂量这一番罪孽，是否够得上砍头的。所谓银子，就是盘算家里的钱财尚有多少，有否欠人者，有否人欠者，一笔一笔都要算起来，平日糊涂的，三天大牢一坐，一毫一厘都清楚了。所谓婆子呢，就是思念老婆子，想想平日实在待她不好，今日坐牢，想待她好都没能耐了。所谓儿子，就是一坐大牢就特别念及子孙，自家失了名节，子孙万须保全。” 陈独秀哈哈哈笑起来。 狱官不以为然：“人犯一收监，五子必登科，历来如此，陈先生又何必笑？依在下看，先生此刻，实实在在思想着一子。” “哪一子？” “陈先生是重犯，想必对于算日子，已不抱奢望。对于刀子的掂量，大概还不至于。说到银子，陈先生是读书人，家道不会殷实，也无所谓盘算不盘算家底。至于婆子，你老婆前日来探望，昨日又来探望，想必要说的话也都说了。眼下先生唯一要想的，就是儿子。据我所知，陈先生是有儿子的。” “我儿年幼，世事不懂，想他作甚？” “陈先生还有年长的儿子，常住上海。” 陈独秀愣了。他真的没料到上海的儿子会来北京看他。 狱官得意了：“如何？” “好吧，给你说对了，我陈独秀此刻朝思暮想的，就是儿子。叫他进来见我。” “人家要我开恩，少不得要见一把碎银子。听你陈先生口气，倒像你是牢头禁子我是犯人。也罢也罢，不难为你，是秀才，敬三分，我给你传来就是。” 陈延年从一张木凳上规规矩矩站起来。 “官长。”陈延年说。 老狱官摸摸脸上的老年斑，斜眼瞧着年轻人，慢悠悠说：“他是老子，你是儿子，平日在家里，一见老子面，少不得叩头行礼请安，那是家里的规矩。人一进大狱，那就没有老子儿子的讲究，统统是孙子。见了你爷，你也是见孙子，见了你爹，你也是见孙子，该说的话你要说，该放的屁你要放，一无顾忌，别怕他闻着臭，听见没有？” 陈延年点头，说听见了。 狱官又压低声音说：“让他闻点臭，是为他好！你爹是朝廷命犯，凶多吉少，眼下脾气还是犟得像牛，见谁都不买账。他不买朝廷的账，朝廷就买他的账了？大总统要取他的命，还不是就像拍死一只蚊子？这个理，他就不懂。所以，你今天去看他，就是做他的老爷子，摆下一副威来，好好训斥一顿，懂了？” 陈延年听得不耐烦，想发作，又觉得犯不着；想忍住，又忍不住，便尖声问：“官长你倒是让不让我探监？” 狱官的老年斑涨红了，说：“我这么啰里啰唆，还不是为你爹好？这个道理，不懂？他编的《新青年》，我儿子都看得入迷，抽了烟土似的，什么德呀，什么赛呀，叫人听得心惊肉跳。你看你看，我把这话都跟你说了，你懂不懂？” “懂，懂，懂。” “年轻人，莫要不耐烦。好吧，跟我来！” 三分钟之后，陈独秀父子的目光就对接在一起了。隔在目光中间的，是一面粗黑色的锈迹斑斑的铁栅。 父亲的头发长了，胡子也长了，脸色发青。延年瞧在眼里，心里好大不忍。 “爸爸！”他发出一声带哭腔的呼唤。 刚唤出一声爸爸，就听陈独秀一声怒喝：“没出息！” 陈延年赶紧低下头，擦泪。 狱官则是吓了一大跳，腿一抽筋，退出老远。 陈独秀站起来，一个虎步走近监门：“到这里来抹什么眼泪？赶快回上海去！回去！” “我知道爸爸会骂我。我同乔年商量了，就是挨骂也要来看你。全国都在营救你。我们不能不来看看爸爸。爸爸你还好吧？” 陈独秀不语。 “我刚下火车就来了。本来乔年也想来。没有钱买车票。后来，乔年说，哥，还是你去吧。为了这一趟盘缠，我和乔年帮人家拉大锯，三个晚上没睡觉，乔年还去菜馆洗了两天的盘子。” 父亲的口气软了一些：“我没什么。我很好。每天看书。进大牢的前三天，我刚发表一篇文章” “《研究室与监狱》，我同乔年都看了！” “我说，世界文明发源地有二：一是科学研究室，一是监狱。我们青年要立志出了研究室就入监狱，出了监狱就入研究室，这才是人生最高尚优美的生活！我觉得这里很高尚很优美！坐牢，怕什么，文王拘而演周易，这个八十二岁的姬昌要是没有坐上七年大牢，能把八卦演成六十四卦么？能排出三百八十四爻么？这个中国人不坐一回牢我们中国能出周易么？所以坐牢也是高尚的生活！所以，你来看我又干什么？我不就在这几块青石板上安安静静研究中国吗？倒是你，时间都磨在火车轮子上，荒废学业！” 狱官在远处搔搔头皮，他听了这个犯人的话，脸上几块深褐色的老年斑又顿时暗黑了几分。他真的没想到陈家父子俩的见面，会是这么一番光景。坐牢高尚个屁！ 这时候他又听见做儿子的说：“爸爸，我这就回上海。你的话，我都记住了。” 这时候，做父亲的声音又软了一些：“没想到你的头发跟我一样长。” “没有及时叫乔年给我剪。这个月，格外忙。” “每月五元钱生活费不够用？你们两个，果真像人家说的，饿了就啃大饼，渴了就喝自来水？就如这里牢房的待遇？” “爸爸，我们都是按照你的嘱咐去做的。钱不够用，我们有两只手，我们会挣。我和乔年都认为，苦日子甜。” 陈独秀不语，倒背手，踱了几步。潮湿的石砖地嚓嚓响。 “爸爸，”延年又补充说，“再说，中国本来就是一个大牢，我和乔年都愿意这样坐牢。” 一听儿子这么说，陈独秀的眼睛便陡地滚圆了，猛地一个转身：“这话，有底气了！像我儿子说的！可见你们这两年的大饼，没白啃！” “爸爸，我同乔年除了啃大饼外，这几个月还在啃巴枯宁，啃克鲁泡特金，我们觉得无政府的见解非常有道理。” “不谈巴枯宁，不谈巴枯宁，什么无政府，徒喊口号而已。” “爸爸，你不能这样说。五个月之前，我们在上海组织了进化社，专门研究无政府学说，得益匪浅。”儿子激动起来，倔劲儿也随之显现。 陈独秀很喜欢儿子这样的性格，他喜欢自己的独特的血脉在儿子身上流通，但是事关根本理论，他觉得还是需要告诫儿子几句，于是他这样说：“克鲁泡特金的文章，读读是不要紧的。但是你是我儿子，所以我必得告诉你：克鲁泡特金这个人，有两张面孔，他一面迷信个人的自由，一面又赞成社会的组织；他一面提倡大规模的交通工业，一面又主张人人自由退出社会；他一面主张抵抗的革命运动，一面又反对多数压服少数！这个人，又卖矛，又卖盾，你买他的货色，千万小心。你鞋带松了，延年。” 儿子系鞋带，不语。 陈独秀说：“鞋带都霉了，回去换一根。我再问你，李大钊先生的《庶民的胜利》、《布尔什维主义的胜利》，读过没有？” "Read." “要读三遍！” “我会再读的，爸爸。” “读到了李大钊先生的这句断言吗试看将来的全球，必是赤旗的世界？” “读到了。不过，爸爸，我和乔年只服从真理。真理在谁之手，我们听谁。” “哦，这话，也像是陈独秀的儿子说的！”父亲同意。 “那我走了。爸爸，你千万保重。” “慢！回上海之前，去看一下李大钊先生，你转告他一句话。” "What words?" “我这些天，最想念的一个人，就是他。” 儿子点点头。 陈独秀大声问：“听见没有？” 儿子赶紧答：“知道了，爸爸。” 陈延年离开笼子二十来步之后，老狱官的脾气便发作出来了。他摇动着一大把闪闪发亮的钥匙，一边摇一边狠狠训斥这个不知天高地厚的年轻人：“该说的话，你一句没说。” “该说的话，我全说了。”年轻人不服气。 “看起来，”老狱官跺一脚，“你爹全无悔改之心，他是万万不能出牢房的了，免得又毒害我儿子。” 陈延年突然站住了，老狱官差点撞到他身上。陈延年忽然龇牙咧嘴地咆哮：“你白天把这儿当牢房，晚上把你自己家里当牢房！你还有儿子吗？你没有儿子了！你儿子成了你的犯人！你这个该死的老头子，你应当赶快向你儿子投降！” 老狱官半晌回不过神，最后，指着对方，抖着嘴唇说：“你小子大起来，不是朝廷命犯砍我的头！” 一个钟头之后，陈延年便出现在后闸胡同。 他饿了。院子里太阳很好。他坐在竹椅上，手中拿着鸡蛋烙饼，嘴里喝着香气扑鼻的小米粥。 李葆华、李星华满手糨糊，在糊一架风筝。葆华边糊风筝边好奇地看着陈延年。 他们真好，陈延年想，他们有爸爸，有妈妈。季节到了，他们就糊风筝。他们的爸爸甚至会带他们去放风筝。他们真好。 赵纫兰为陈延年添了粥，又悄悄踱到他身后，用手量量他的肩宽。 陈延年感觉到了：“师母，我不要做衣服。” “破衣烂衫的，你爹看了不心疼，我看了心疼！” “我爸说，年轻人，穿新衣服，不长骨头。” “在上海，你听你爹的，今儿在我这四合院里，你听我的！” 葆华抬脸喊：“哥，你要听我妈的！我爸也听我妈哩！妈做什么，爸穿什么！哥，你来呀，帮我放这风筝。” 陈延年刚应声而起，李大钊便推门而入了，笑容满面说：“延年，看谁来了！” 门口站着高君曼。 陈延年赶紧把风筝递还给葆华。 高君曼的眼睛亮起来了，她高声喊：“延年！” “姨妈。”陈延年声音很轻。 “家去！家去！”高君曼奔上几步，火辣辣拉他，“你看，到北京了也不家去！弟弟妹妹都想你哟！” 陈延年小声说：“我不去。” “走，走，我包饺子给你吃。北方的饺子我学会包了，我做的肉馅特别香！你不信？” 葆华说：“我要哥哥放风筝！” 赵纫兰说：“葆华，懂礼貌！” 陈延年说：“我要赶火车。爸爸叫我马上回上海。” 高君曼脸上的笑容淡了下来。延年这么倔，她想过，但又没有想到。 李大钊拍拍延年的肩：“延年，我有一句话要对你说。” “我爸爸也有一句话，要我转告你。” “那就进屋说！” 进屋之后，李大钊拉开椅子，让延年坐。“延年，”李大钊说，“你爸爸转告我一句什么话，你就是不说，我也知道。” "Is it?" “他说，他很恨我。” 陈延年吃惊地张大了嘴巴。 “他怎么能不恨我呢？我没有劝阻他，起码没有大声劝阻他。以往，好多事情，我常常对他说，仲甫，不必这样做，不必那样做。虽然我小他十岁，但他都听了我的。这一回，他气血上涌，一心直接行动，我非但没有劝阻他，反而跟他一起去撒了传单。这一撒，撒出了祸，造成身陷囹圄，他能不恨我么？” “李先生，我爸没这么说。” “好吧，就算他不恨我，我也恨我自己。你爸爸现在不应该坐在监牢里，他应该站在刊物上，站在报纸上，站在演讲台上，全国民众尤其是青年人，现在都想听见他的声音，看到他的文章！政治如此黑暗，国民如何奋斗，陈独秀先生出来说句话，那就是黄钟大吕！可是现在，你想想，他却坐在黑狱里！谁的不对呢？我，我李大钊！是我没有劝阻他，我不好！” 两串眼泪顺着陈延年的双颊流了下来。 “李叔叔，你千万莫这么说。” 李大钊递过手绢，帮他揩了泪。陈延年说：“我爸爸，是要我这么告诉你的” 李大钊专注地看着小伙子。 “他说，你去转告李叔叔一句话，就说，我这几天特别想念的一个人，就是他。” 李大钊听了，鼻子一酸，眼眶潮湿起来。 他心里说，仲甫，我知道你心里是怎么想的。以往许多突围不出去的问题，被铁栅一围，突然都有出路了。 “李叔叔，我自己也有一句话想问你。”延年又说。 "You ask." “我读了巴枯宁的文章，还有克鲁泡特金的文章，我觉得无政府主义，对于黑暗的中国来说，实在是个好主义。我爸爸叫我别读巴枯宁，不知道我该不该听爸爸这句话。” “不该听。” “哦？”延年觉着了意外。 “对于青年人读什么书的问题，谁的话也不能全听。你不必全听你爸爸的，你也不必全听巴枯宁的。巴枯宁的无政府学说，自有他的理想主义之长处，也有他的幻想主义之不足。这是我的看法。当然，我之陋见，你也不必全然采信。” “我明白了。”延年恭恭敬敬站起来。 “你坐下，”李大钊说，“现在该是我告诉你一句话的时候了。” 陈延年坐下。 李大钊点点窗外：“她是你的姨妈，现在也是你的妈妈。我知道你对你父亲娶小姨子这件事是一直不满意的。你不满意，乔年也不满意，你安徽老家的人都不满意。” 陈延年垂了头。窗外夕阳本来就映红了他的脸，李大钊的这番话又添了他一重红色。 “你母亲还在安徽老家？” “在。她小脚，走不远。既不会走上海，也不会走北京。” “听你这句话，”李大钊说，“你对你父亲还有气。” “他如今在牢里，我怎么还敢有气？我像李叔叔一样，恨不得他今天就出了那铁笼子！” “你在上海，一个月五块钱，缺衣少食的，也对你父亲没有气？” “没有，”延年摇头，“我知道爸爸的良苦之心。一个月五元钱，他是买的一块石头。他是用这块石头在磨我，磨乔年。他把我和乔年看成是两把刀。” “延年，你今天听李叔叔一句话：你既然能理解你父亲，你就该方方面面都理解她。” 陈延年盯着自己的鞋尖。这是一双黑面布鞋，大脚趾都快露出头了。 “我懂了，”他站起来，“李叔叔，我这就跟我姨妈回家。” 他于是就走出屋门，对院子里的高君曼说：“妈，我跟你回家去。” mom?高君曼几乎不相信自己的耳朵，接着，一张脸就像花一样绽放开来。 回箭杆胡同之后，高君曼急急忙忙张罗着给延年煮了饭，又在灯下数出二十块银元，一定要叫延年伸出手来接。抄家那天，警察没有抄走银元。 延年不接。 高君曼说：“延年，你喊我妈，叫我高兴。你一定拿着，你十块，乔年十块。” “不要不要！”陈延年一个劲躲，把挂在门边的一只木勺子都碰了下来。 高君曼使劲抓住延年的手，硬是一沓沓放入银洋：“你要不收，就是见外了。妈看见你这副样子，心疼！再怎么说，你和乔年的亲生母亲，也是我的亲姐，我能不心疼你和乔年么？我跟你爸爸也说过不止十回二十回了，别苦了孩子，可他这颗榆木疙瘩脑袋，就是装不进我的话。说是磨炼，磨炼，你们身子骨还嫩，能这么磨炼吗？延年，你今天听妈一句话，饭一定要吃饱，衣服一定要穿暖，缺了啥