Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Yellow Hat

"Yellow Hat" is the head of the town's food station, and he is in charge of a group of butchers who kill pigs.Because of his older age, he was made the deputy leader of the working group, and he felt that he had been banned from the eight prefectures.Huang Mao's surname is not Huang.What left an impression was his hat.The texture of the hat is that kind of tweed material, and the color is that kind of yellow grass green.It seems that the senior commander of the Volunteer Army wore this hat in the movie of Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea.The yellow hat is said to have participated in the Korean War, but just after crossing the Yalu River, he received an order to cease fighting.God knows how he got that yellow hat, at least he has a kind of honor to put on his head.Underneath this glory is a pair of small eyes, and in between the two small eyes is a tall, aquiline nose, which could make him look sharp and fierce, but because of the lack of light in those two eyes, the cloth is sombre Looking at red nets, when talking, I always try my best to open them, like a person who has stayed up many nights and is extremely tired.Probably because the eyes are afraid of light, the yellow hat is pulled down so low that it presses down on the eyebrows, making the already short and narrow face even less spacious.Seen as a whole, his head is just a yellow hat.A few young people drawn from various units immediately made a summary for the deputy leader of the working group based on this.

Every winter in the county, the county uses the slack to concentrate its efforts on road teaching, and many people from various units directly under the county go to the countryside. "Road education" is road education.The basic line at that time was a total of 192 characters, which boiled down to class struggle.This struggle is concretely implemented in the work of the line education team. Apart from the abstract content such as grasping the direction, grasping ideas, grasping the line, and learning, the real work mainly consists of three things: one is not to allow the labor force to leave the production team (that is, " stop the capitalist malpractice of abandoning agriculture for business and going out to engage in sideline business”); the second is to urge the completion of the tasks of grain, cotton (in this brigade, it is only vegetables), oil, and pigs; Work, build reservoirs or cultivate fields.In the working group of the yellow hat, there is one more thing to do, which is to clean up and recover the defaulted loans of each household.For a long time, this place has "relyed on supply for food and loans for money", and owed a lot of money to the country.

"For our team, paying off debts is the most important thing, it can be said to be the top priority. This time the county has made up their minds, they will pay back what they have, and pay what they haven't..." "If you haven't paid it back, what will you get?" Yin Daoyan, secretary of the brigade who attended the meeting of the working group, muttered in a low voice where the dim oil lamp could not illuminate. "If you haven't returned it, you can lift the box, carry the birthday materials, or demolish the house if you can't. In short, we must not be soft. Otherwise, what will the county send us down for? Free food?" Huang Mao was very passionate.In the last sentence, he emphasized the place where the grunt came from: "After our working group came down, the masses had many reactions, saying that we are the Japanese devils entering the village. I said, don't be afraid, we are the Japanese devils entering the village... "

"I disagree!" Someone in the working group suddenly yelled.He sat furthest from the oil lamp.He could see the yellow hat, but the yellow hat couldn't see him.At the first meeting of the working group, the group leader didn't say a few words, and a butcher in charge of the pig gesticulated.Everyone may not be willing to accept it. "I disagree!" The man yelled again. "What do you disagree with?" The yellow hat was obviously unprepared and a little panicked. "I disagree with your false statement." "My mistake? What mistake?"

This is an internal meeting of the working group, except for the secretary of the brigade, no one from the local area participates.The yellow hat always felt that what he was talking about was military secrets and his own words, so there was no objection. "Not only is there a mistake, but it is a principled mistake. Aren't you the most principled? First, where did your top priority come from? Is there any documented basis? Anyway, I haven't seen it. I know that the top priority is to learn, Organize members to learn from Marxism-Leninism, Maoism, and the theory of the dictatorship of the proletariat. When the revolutionary theory grasps the masses, the spirit will become material. If there is no grain, cotton and oil, it will become grain, cotton, oil, and if there is no money to repay the loan, it will become money to repay the loan. , why do you want to implement the "three alls" policy; in addition, if you want to be a Japanese devil, you can do it alone, and I will never do it. I want to be a caring person for the poor and lower-middle peasants, unite with the poor and lower-middle peasants, fight together, and win together .”

The originally short face in the yellow hat became long and pale under the light of the oil lamp that was very close: "We mean the same thing, we have one goal." "No—" the person made a long voice, "The statement you made earlier is to make everyone focus on pulling the cart and not look up at the road. The statement on the lips is even more problematic, it is simply a matter of position." Everyone was very happy watching this confrontation of swords and swords. Their eyes flickered excitedly in the bright and dark light and shadow, like brilliant stars in a dark night.

The shoulders of the previously stern yellow hat slumped, and the pair of little red eyes became dull and tired again. He lowered his head, only pointed the yellow hat at the venue, and whispered: "I was wrong, but my motives were good." "We are unificationists of motivation and effect." That person is unrelenting. His name is Li Xin, and he is the secretary of the County Revolutionary Committee.He has an uncle who is in charge of the organization department in the provincial capital, and he can control the promotion and promotion of county leaders.Li Xin was supposed to teach in elementary school after graduating from a normal school, but he was able to be directly assigned to the county revolutionary committee because of this uncle.Naturally, he himself is also smart, and he looks handsome.Therefore, the leaders appreciate it, and the colleagues are jealous.After entering the agency for more than a year, he became an officer.The officer is equivalent to a professional grade, and he doesn't pay attention to such a small town food station manager like the yellow hat.The night before he came down, he overslept with Xiao Min, his girlfriend from the county troupe, and missed the bus.When he rushed to the town later, the working team had already set off, which made him search for it for a while.The working team leader and deputy mayor, Old Yang Yuan, had said to wait.But Huang Mao, the deputy team leader, just refused, saying that he must be principled, and that what he said must be counted, and the cadres from the county are no exception.Lao Yang had no choice but to let him.Li Xin, who was full of breath, always wanted to provoke the yellow hat, but there was no good reason.Now is the time to wait.

"It's no longer a fight. It's getting late. Everyone just came here today. You have worked hard all the way, so you need to rest early. Let's divide the work and arrange the work for the next few days..." Lao Yang, who was curled up all the time and gasping for breath, ended the dispute.Among the people here, he is the hardest one.The pot of charcoal fire under the table has long since lost its prosperity.He couldn't bear the cold near midnight. Li Xin did not expect that the yellow hat would come to his room after the meeting.The working group lives in the brigade headquarters.The brigade cadres who usually stayed overnight here went back to live, and vacated the house to go to the work group.Because Li Xin arrived late, the space left for him was only half of a double bed.The other person on the double bed was a young man edited and broadcast by the county radio station. Before the county held a conference, they often discussed materials together, and the two got along very well.

"I can't help you, this brigade is very poor, and I only have this bed after looking for it, let the two of you squeeze." Huang hat said that he did not mention the matter at the meeting. This is an old-fashioned canopy bed that was brought from a local landowner’s house during the land reform. There is a fence around the bed and a ceiling on it. The fence and the ceiling are carved with whole pieces of good wood. The room is not crowded for two people to sleep. The yellow hat went to touch the bed again, and said: "Your grass is so thin. There is some grass, and it should be thicker. I will go and carry some for you." He said and went out.

"no no." Two young men hurried to stop him.Apart from driving on time, the yellow hat actually has nothing to do to Li Xin.Li Xin felt a little mean. Li Xin underestimated the yellow hat.He interpreted the yellow hat's friendliness as flattery, thinking that the yellow hat was showing weakness to him.In fact, the purpose of the yellow hat touching the bed and hugging straws is entirely to show Li Xin and his group of young people that he is a leader who is serious and principled in his work, and cares for his subordinates meticulously in life.He was extremely serious and unambiguous in both respects.

Two days later, when the working group held a meeting, Li Xin was criticized by the yellow hat again. In the division of labor that day, considering Lao Yang's health, everyone agreed with the yellow hat's opinion that Lao Yang should stay in the brigade to master the overall situation.At most, when it is convenient, take care of the production team where the brigade headquarters is located.Huang Mao himself proposed to go to the most remote No. 8 production team to show that he took the lead in enduring hardships.The production team was four or five miles away from the brigade headquarters, and there were meetings every night, and they had to go back to the brigade headquarters in the dark at midnight.But Huang Mao, as the deputy team leader, still has to manage the work on the film (he and Lao Yang divided the production team of the whole brigade into two sections, one in charge of one section), and there must be one person dedicated to the eighth team.Thought this would be a problem.There are two kinds of people in this working group of Dongfanghong Brigade, one is old and the other is young.The elderly are afraid of the cold nights in winter, and the young are afraid of the night roads in the countryside.The yellow hat generously took the lead based on this concern.Unexpectedly, as soon as this discussion came out, Li Xin said, I will go to the eighth team.But the yellow hat was a little caught off guard and a little disappointed, as if his dedication had been diluted by others.Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, and a difficult problem that was pressing on their hearts before was easily solved, and they all went to see Li Xin approvingly. Li Xin actually has her own reasons.One ridge further inward from the eighth team is the commune where the county troupe's working group stays. Li Xin's girlfriend Xiao Min is also there. On the second day after the division of labor, the entire working group was led by the brigade secretary Yin Daoyan, and ran around the entire brigade to understand the political, social, and enemy situations.In the evening, according to the division of labor, everyone went to the production team where they stayed to hold a mass meeting.The yellow hat led Li Xin to the eighth team.I have asked the cadres of the production teams to issue a notice to hold a meeting at seven o'clock in the evening to meet with the county working group. "Seven o'clock" is the amount in advance, and the actual meeting is scheduled to start at eight o'clock.At ten o'clock in the evening, not to mention the masses, not even the team cadres came.In such a large warehouse of the production team, a dozen or so people sat sporadically, except for the cadres of the second and third teams and the yellow hat Li Xin who were sitting on a creaking desk, the others were scattered and curled up in the corners. If it weren't for the coughs that sounded from time to time, and the flickering smoke and fire, it would be difficult to find their existence.The wind poured in through the holes in the plastic fertilizer bags nailed to the windows and the cracks in the walls, kicking up grass clippings and net dust, and circling the empty house. The yellow hat looked at his watch over and over again.He himself always introduced that it was brought back from the Korean battlefield as a spoil of war.A very old Swiss watch, the surface has turned yellow, and the scale and hands are difficult to distinguish.He stretched his wrist under the same dim oil lamp over and over again to display the spoils, and asked the production team leader named "Old Four" to urge people over and over again.The fourth child did not know where to turn around, shrunk his neck again, and said every time "people come, people come", but except for a few people who had already come, there was no one "just come" every time.Seeing that he would never come again, Huang Mao gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't know it before, but the political work below is so weak. Don't you want to restore capitalism? The class struggle is too serious!" Li Xin felt a little disapproving: What "didn't know before"?Don't you know anything about the country?It seems that where is the nobleman from where I have washed the mud on my feet for a few days?Listening to your native language, who doesn't know where your own family is digging up dirt, and how different it is from the people here. "Then let's talk about it tomorrow. Not tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, not the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow!" Later, the yellow hat slapped his hand resolutely: "We were determined after eating the weight." The next day after dinner at the brigade headquarters, Li Xin said to Huang Mao: "I'll go first." At that time, it was not completely dark, so I left for the eighth team at this time, and when I got there, I was notified of the meeting time. It's still early.Because Huang Mao wanted to discuss something with Lao Yang, he nodded approvingly, thinking that this young man was still very energetic and proactive in his work. However, when the yellow hat arrived at the eighth team, he did not see Li Xin who set off first.Li Xin's appearance in the eighth team happened after the meeting started.Because the fourth child worked hard during the day, more people arrived that night, and they came around nine o'clock.The fourth child went outside again for a round, and when he came back, he said to the yellow hat: "Those who have not come, I am afraid they will never come again. They are all old, weak, sick and disabled, and it is inconvenient to walk around at night. I think these are the only people. Let's have a meeting. They After listening to the spirit, it is the same to go back and convey it.” The yellow hat also cleared his throat reluctantly and dissatisfied, and solemnly announced the opening of the meeting. When Li Xin came in, the yellow hat was talking about the theory of the dictatorship of the proletariat with a stern voice.The light in the room was very dim, and his sharp hissing sound seemed a little gloomy, and it made people feel a little confused.When Li Xin walked through the crowd, he heard a few people smoking chimneys discussing: What does it matter to us if foreigners steal foreigner's coats.More people dozed off with their hands covered.When there is nothing to do, the country folk seem to have only one thing left to do, and that is to doze off.Therefore, it will be very dull.Therefore, Li Xin's crossing the venue was particularly eye-catching, which made the yellow hat very sad. When returning to the brigade headquarters after the meeting, the yellow hat walked a long way before finally asking: "where have you been?" "Going to see my wife." Li Xin didn't want to hide anything. "Then why did you lie to me?" "I didn't lie to you. I only said to go first, and I didn't say to go to the eighth team first." When it was time for the meeting, the yellow hat seriously raised Li Xin's question. "You have to admit the mistakes of being disorganized and undisciplined." "Why am I disorganized and disorganized?" "You go to see your lover." "Looking at my wife (Li Xin insists on referring to my "lover" as "wife") is disorganized and undisciplined? Don't you want to see your wife when you're on vacation?" "Are you on vacation now? The two classes, the two lines are fighting so fiercely. Isn't it a serious mistake for you to go to see your lover?!" "When I went to see my wife, I didn't want to cause sabotage. What does this have to do with the fierce struggle? If the struggle is fierce, there will be no husband and wife? When Marx and Lenin were alive, the struggle was not fierce? They didn't have wives? Chairman Mao fought against revisionism every day. Don't you have a wife too?" "..." Huang Mao was not as articulate as Li Xin. After holding back for a while, he said with difficulty: "Don't talk so far, talk about yourself. Anyway, you are at fault." Seeing that the yellow hat's big nose was turning purple, Li Xin felt annoyed and gave way a little: "My mistake was empiricism. The meeting the night before yesterday was not completed until ten o'clock. I think last night's meeting was able to be held, at least ten o'clock." "It's fine if you know you made a mistake, and be more careful next time." Lao Yang, who had been panting beside him, said with difficulty, "I'll study some important things next." Li Xin smiled slightly. The big nose of the yellow hat was swollen purple again.What Lao Yang said is equivalent to saying that he made a fuss out of a molehill.Still he restrained himself.After all, the working group does have many more things worth discussing. two Living in the country requires special patience.It is difficult for country people to have any concept of time.Grasping the passing of days is just a very rough concept: the winter solstice, the three nines, the month when the baby is full moon, the year when the rape seedlings are rotten, etc. More detailed terms are only night and day, Morning and afternoon.Days are like a pond of thick mud that cannot be stirred. The lax attitude of local people towards meetings is not due to political consciousness or unconsciousness (yellow hats often exaggerate this point), but mainly because they have no sense of time.In winter, it gets dark early and dawns late, and there is only six or seven hours of sunshine.The winter nights are long and cold, and the best place to go is under the quilt.As soon as it was dark, people soaked their feet in hot water and went to bed, and those who saved firewood didn't even need to soak their feet.It was dawn, and one had to know exactly that the sun was starting to shine on the wall, so they got up one after another, drank a few mouthfuls of morning porridge, and squatted at the foot of the wall.People who are afraid of spring famine squat for a whole day, saving the noon meal.When the sun goes down, I go back to drink porridge for a few days and get into bed again.Several member meetings were held, each time starting with the struggle against the four types of elements, and warning that small-scale production is producing capitalism every moment. The meaning is very clear: people who are not yet the four types of elements do not mean that they It will not be four types of molecules.In this way, the people who went out sporadically to do side jobs in various production teams have almost come back.It’s just that when you come back, you get into the bed like this, drink gruel, dry the foot of the wall, get into the bed again, drink gruel, dry the foot of the wall, go round and round, turn the empty mill, it’s useless to learn from Dazhai. Every time the working group ate breakfast, they dispersed to various production teams to bombard the labor force for water conservancy. The Dongfanghong brigade has a red flag canal, which was built in the year the commune was established, and has been heightened and strengthened year after year.It's just that no water has been stored for a year, it's a leaky drain, like a funnel.No matter how tall the funnel is, it is still a funnel.But it still needs to be built every year.Because the above is the number of soil (stone) for the infrastructure construction of farmland water conservancy in winter.As long as the number increases every year, the cadres at the top and bottom will feel at ease.But picking soil (rocks) is not as good as drying the foot of the wall, so they scolded their mother behind their backs, saying that what they did was a rotten egg.For this sentence, the yellow hat specially held a big debate meeting to carry out a big discussion on whether learning from Dazhai is a rotten egg.The result of the discussion was naturally unanimous that the opinion of the yellow hat was correct. However, understanding the truth does not mean that it has been implemented.The working group bombards the labor force to go to the water conservancy, just like a young boy playing with officers and soldiers to catch robbers, bombarding this and slipping that.The house yard is like a beehive, turning around three times, people slip away until there is no smoke from the torch (torch), and the yellow hat is often so angry that he jumps on the stone slab in the middle of the village. He pounced and chased him a mile or two beyond the yard.At any rate, a group of stragglers gathered together, and when they arrived at the reservoir, the sun was also at the top of the snapshot.Without panning a few loads of soil, everyone automatically stopped and asked the working group to focus on the top priority, which was reading newspapers.The yellow hat can only read it.As soon as I read it, there were snoring sounds all around.The yellow hat urged the start of work, and some people said that arming the mind should not be sloppy. We have already tasted the sweetness of learning theories.The yellow hat knew he had been tricked, but he could do nothing.The bastards said what he usually said in meetings, only their noses turned black with anger. "These beasts are lazy, they deserve to starve to death, don't take them seriously." Yin Daoyan often comforted the yellow hat. The work of collecting and dunning money was not going well. Whether it was a centralized meeting or a separate door-to-door visit, all members of the commune were blind and silent.Don't say yes, don't say no.In short, he didn't seem to listen to it, and he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.The yellow hat came up with a trick, let the brigade mobilize the strong backbone of the militia, organize small teams, and then cross over, let the people in the working group take charge, and lead the militia teams from the foreign brigade to each household to implement the collection and collection. measure.After asking for instructions, the county quickly agreed, and praised this as a great invention in rural work, and asked the working group stationed in Dongfanghong Brigade to sum up experience.When answering the phone call from the county, Huang Mao was so excited that his hands shook, his voice changed, his big nose was red and sweaty.When it was over, he rubbed his palms together and came to Li Xin: "Big pen, I'm afraid I will have to work for you this time." Li Xin turned her head to the side coldly.Since the last meeting, Li Xin hadn't even looked at the yellow hat.Whatever happened to the yellow hat was discussed with Lao Yang, who then passed it on to Li Xin.He also didn't want to let go of his airs as the deputy team leader.But this time, he felt that he should endure the humiliation.Leadership, always have a high profile of leadership. "It's all for work. If this experience is summed up well, maybe it can be extended to the whole country." At that time, they were eating in the stove (it is warm here) in the canteen of the brigade.After the yellow hat squatted firmly beside Li Xin, Li Xin stood up, put the bowl and chopsticks on the stove, unbuttoned his trousers in front of the yellow hat, and walked to the excrement bucket behind the stove to pee.The dung bucket was used by the blind man who cooks and manages the canteen garden (not blind, but suffers from eye disease, and his eyes are full of eye feces all the year round) for the convenience of everyone (it’s cold outside) to accumulate manure, and it’s already half full.Li Xin deliberately let the urine column go straight into it, making a loud splash. The yellow hat is very boring, so after dinner, I can only go to Lao Yang to discuss it.Lao Yang pondered for a while, and said: "There is no rush to sum up the experience, let's do it, let's see, and then, what do you think?" Naturally, the yellow hat couldn't say anything else. Lao Yang is still somewhat predictable.The militia team carried out a surprise attack for a few days, and there were some results. A lot of boxes, cabinets, and coffins were carried out from every house.When it was lifted, it was vigorous and earth-shattering, which made everyone realize that the working group is not vegetarian.But putting these things in a pile at the brigade headquarters made it difficult.Don't say that these junk things are not worth much, but they are worth money, who will buy them?How to sell? "Bet here first, let them redeem with money." The yellow hat is firm. "If they have money, why would they ask people to bet their things here?" The political opinions of the brigade secretary Yin Daoyan were clearly at odds with those of the yellow hats from the very beginning. "Secretary Yin, you must stand firmly on the party's principled stand, and don't protect the backward." The yellow hat looked at Yin Daoyan with sharp eyes. Yin Daoyan was very angry, he puffed up his eyes and said: "Then let's hold it. In a few days, how to carry it, and how to carry it back with others." The situation is a little stiff.Several young people in the working group feel more and more boring.They were bored enough.From the county office where you can spend a day comfortably with a newspaper and a bowl of tea, to this remote village where there is no wind on all sides, eating, drinking, and sleeping, nothing goes well.Cultural and recreational activities are out of the question.During the first month, two open-air movies were shown in the cold valley, both of which were "Landmine Warfare".The only time to pass the time is poker and chess, but the yellow hat interferes.Originally, everyone was drawn from various units, and they were all ghosts who had left Hades, so there was no need to be vague about which one.However, you originally wanted to have fun, but you always have a face that owes you money to the coffin.How are you happy? "Fuck!" They just pushed the board.It seems to be playing folk chess, but of course it is playing yellow hat. Just pretend to be sick.Headache, stomach ache, sleep all day and can't get up.The barefoot doctors in the brigade are also young people, and they have colluded with each other to help produce perjury. It's not even fake.As soon as the yellow hat led the well-behaved people away, the few people jumped up and down, playing cards and chess, and improving the food. There is actually only one way to improve food: steal lard.The canteen of the brigade was improvised after the working group came down.Except for the pots and stoves left over from the communalization of the canteen, there is no foundation.When the cadres came down, they only brought their own rations of food.Half a catty of rationed oil per person per month is kept at home, and they go to the countryside to benefit the farmers.The brigade did not know where to squeeze the money, bought fatty meat at the food station of the commune, boiled the oil, and put it in a clay bowl, so that the mouths of the cadres would be somewhat greasy.But the blind guy hired by the brigade to cook is a very stingy person.There is no oil at all when cooking, and only the fatty meat—the layer of pigskin is hung from the stove with a rope—is used to rub the bottom of the pot every time it is hot.And rub it very carefully, for fear that if it is too thick, it will cause indigestion to the cadres!When the vegetables are cooked, put them in a basin, and then use chopsticks to pick out the lard and mix the vegetables, bit by bit like digging earwax.Just like that, his hands kept trembling, and his lips grinned, every time it seemed to cut his own flesh.After picking and mixing, distribute the dishes to everyone.He stood to one side, watching the crowd with relief in his puffy eyes, expecting compliments on the generosity.This naturally aroused Li Xin's great anger from the very beginning.But because I just came down, it's not easy to open it publicly.Then I inquired behind the scenes, and found out that although Blind Guai was about the same age as the brigade secretary Yin Daoyan, he was his woman's uncle in seniority, and he was actually a "relative of the emperor" who was no different from me.He also sang songs at the town cultural station, that is, he was a "state-owned cadre".Li Xin and the others had no choice but to bear it back and spy on the timing.It happened that I was blind and extremely responsible. I regarded cooking for the working group as a sacred mission. I packed up my bedding from home, ate and lived in the cafeteria every day, and took the cafeteria as my home.But it still gave Li Xin and the others a chance. During the interval between three meals a day, Biaoguai would go to the vegetable garden.At this time, Xiaguai likes to sing songs.Not entirely to remind everyone to pay attention to his glorious experience of singing songs at the town cultural station and being a "state-owned cadre". Once he sang, he was really devoted and emotional, and he was no longer alert to anything.He always sang the "Demolition White Song" that the locals are used to singing: Never sing "Demolition White Song", The wind blows the stone rollers and flies across the river, The big tree copied the fish beater, Rapid water beachhead birds make their nests, The scalper has fallen to the buffalo woman, ... After the cadres of the working group leave the team, the accounting documents of several housekeepers in the brigade often find some excuse to slip away.The brigade headquarters became the world of Li Xin's "sick patients". Hearing the sound of Blind Guai singing as if no one was watching, they jumped out of bed and rushed into the cafeteria.The storage room of the cafeteria and the blind bedroom is on the side of the kitchen, and there is only one door that communicates with the kitchen.Naturally, this door is locked tightly with a large lock like a munitions warehouse, but the door is extremely old. With a light push from bottom to top, the entire leaf that is connected by the two locks can be closed. Lower the door frame from the upper end of the door mortar.As the saying goes, locks only lock gentlemen.Even a gentleman like Li Xin couldn't lock such a door lock.Go in and look for the earthen bowl containing lard.Nawa Bo was blindly kidnapped and hid under his very dirty bed.The bed was a few boards resting on two stacks of adobe bricks.In order to be safe and stable, in case of collapse, the bones will not be broken, and the frame is very close to the ground.It is very troublesome to stuff the lard clay bowl in and take it out.I don't know how Bianguai can take so much trouble, it shows the depth of his scheming. After finding the lard clay bowl, first observe and study it carefully, and remember the patterns formed on the surface of the lard that has solidified every time "picking earwax" by Bianguai.Then peel off the whole layer, and then use chopsticks to draw a gourd in the same way on the new level.The lard they obtained (Li Xin and the others refused to say "stolen") was taken back to his room, and after the blind abduction delivered the patient's meal, he used it as an extra meal, which was really beautiful.Several times in a row, Blind Guai didn't notice it, adding to their sense of victory. Huang Mao came back after a day of running around, and saw Li Xin who had been "sick" for a few days and they hadn't gotten up yet, so he came to ask with concern.The door was bolted from the inside, and after being pushed for a long time, there was a high and low groan from inside, very shrill.There was also the sound of the head hitting the bed frame, which seemed to be in pain.The yellow hat yelled a few times but got no response. Thinking that someone was about to die, he slammed the latch and rushed in, only to see two young men, one was concentrating on ventriloquist, imitating the most tragic moan in the world, and the other was full of laughter. The bed rolled and I had to bang my head on the bed frame to suppress the laughter. The yellow hat turned purple, and said to Lao Yang who came in after him: "Team Leader Yang, this is outrageous." Lao Yang couldn't help but feel a little funny, took a few breaths, and only said, "Don't make trouble!" Huang Mao saw that Lao Yang had no intention of advocating justice, turned around and went out, muttering, "I want to show it to the county." The yellow hat really put the "reflection" into practice after the blind abduction discovered that the lard had been stolen. At that time, Li Xin was washing her hair with soap.His head was buried in the basin, with soap scum all over his face. "Li Xin!" Yellow Hat roared behind him. Li Xin didn't stop, still turning the soap suds.This day will come sooner or later. "Li Xin! Is it you?!" Li Xin wanted to laugh when he heard the roar that changed his tone when the limit was mentioned.He gritted his teeth desperately and endured.Finally able to suppress the burst of laughter, he slowly raised his head, wiped the soap foam from his eyes, and said: "It's me. Deputy team leader, what's the matter?" Li Xin knew that the yellow hat didn't like the word "deputy", but every time he talked to the yellow hat, he just emphasized the word "deputy".The local people called the people who came down from the commune—from cadres to office workers, they called them "secretaries"; they called the cadres of the work groups from the county, they called them "team leaders" all the time, and Li Xin and the others were no exception.But instead, Li Xin called the yellow hat who was really associated with the team leader "deputy team leader", which sounded like belittling the status of the yellow hat in the working group. "I'm not asking if it's you, I'm..." "Then what are you calling me for?" "I am, I'm here to ask you, is it you..." "it's me." Li Xin couldn't see any expression on that face, it was just a big ball of foam. This is very annoying. "I'm asking you, are you a thief?!" "You have a lot of taste, which thief is asking." Li Xin's mouth opened in a big ball of foam. Blind Guai has always been puzzled, what the hell happened to the lard tank?His eyesight is bad, but his heart is delicate.No matter how clean Li Xin's hands and feet were, the tension in Biaguai's heart always changed. Several accomplices betrayed Li Xin unanimously.They knew that Li Xin was very popular in the eyes of many leaders in the county, and the yellow hat didn't do anything to him.Li Xin also dared to act boldly and took all the responsibilities on his shoulders. "Do you want to have your fingerprints?" He asked, "It's better to complete the formalities." "Just admit it!" Gritting his teeth, the yellow hat stayed up all night, writing materials for the report.Li Xin, who woke up in the middle of the night to relieve himself, passed by his door, knocked casually, and reminded with concern: "Pay attention to the balance between work and rest, don't suffer from illness. Lamp oil also costs money." The yellow hat ignored him, and concentrated his anger on the tip of his pen. The result of Huang Mao's accusation was that the county made a long-distance call to Lao Yang, the head of the working group, and asked what was going on, but he didn't know how Lao Yang answered; Focus on grasping class struggle, and pay attention to unity within the working group. The yellow hat opened his mouth, his Adam's apple twitched violently for a while, and finally said: "Okay, okay." In line with the spirit of unity as stated by the county, the working group re-divided labor.Lao Yang said, "Just let Li Xin follow me, and don't decide on any team." Instead, Li Xin was promoted. three The yellow hat was very distressed.When Lujiao was about to enter a climax, there was a stalemate.The reasons are of course multifaceted.It is one kind of non-cooperation of local cadres (mainly Dao Yan); it is also another kind of inconsistency within the working group.Team leader Lao Yang is actually a "democrat" according to the concept of his yellow hat. The boat arrives at the dock and the car arrives at the station. Therefore-to put it bluntly, his thinking is a bit right-leaning, and his attitude is a bit negative.He is a deputy team leader with limited powers, and he can't use it from top to bottom.Dongfanghong brigade's road coaching has been done until now, like a writer who suddenly feels that there is no good topic to continue writing a half-finished article.And he really wanted to make a beautiful article. That night, Huang Mao thought of many things in advance and went to study with Lao Yang, but he couldn't find out why.Lao Yang couldn't sit still at night, and when the cold came up, he was so breathless that he couldn't straighten up for a long time.This afternoon, because of the militia meeting, I sat at the meeting all afternoon and was blown by the cold wind from the window without glass all afternoon. I felt that I had lost half my life.After finally swallowing a few mouthfuls of dinner, he listened to everyone's urging and hugged Mrs. Tang tightly to bed.Huang Mao sat beside his bed for a while, seeing that he couldn't even deal with his own asthma, and how he was talking about military and state affairs, then he went back to his room disgruntled.After flipping through the documents for a while, I didn't leave any impression.It's really irritable, so I can only get under the covers.Soon there was a knock on the door. "Come in, the door is unlocked." The yellow hat felt a bit of joy in his heart.He is actually very lonely in the work group. If he doesn't look for people to do things, almost no one will come to him. It was Li Xin who came in, with a pale face that frightened people. "Is there something wrong?" The yellow hat is very alert. "Yes. I discovered a new trend in class struggle." The yellow hat lifted the quilt and jumped up from the bed: "Which? Where? When?" After all, the yellow hat was a soldier, crisp and precise. "I came back from the team just now. When I was approaching the brigade primary school, I saw Secretary Yin enter Sang Ye's room." Sang Ye is a girl who came to the brigade to work as a tailor not long ago. "Ok?" "When you enter the house, close the door." "Ok?" "I felt a little strange, so I stood on the side of the road opposite the house for a while, but Secretary Yin never came out." "Is there no light in the house?" "It doesn't seem to be there, and I can't see it clearly." "When you came to the brigade, Secretary Yin hadn't come out yet?" "No." The yellow hat's lips trembled, and so did his hands, groping around his body. Li Xin knew that he was looking for cigarettes, so he took out a pack of cigarettes from the pack of cigarettes in the yellow cap next to the oil lamp on the table and handed it to him, then picked up the oil lamp. The yellow hat moved to the mouth of the oil lamp shade Li Qian was holding, took a few puffs, lit the cigarette, and took a few puffs tremblingly, then calmed himself down and said, "Let's go and find Team Leader Yang." .” Lao Yang blinked his small eyes on his gray and thin face for a long time before he understood Huang Mao's words.因为激动，黄帽子的话有些语无伦次。 “小李你确实看清，是殷书记卢老杨问。 李欣肯定地点点头。 “那你打算怎么办？”老杨又问黄帽子。 “带几个人，去捉奸。” 老杨很厉害地喘咳起来，好久才缓过气，结结巴巴地说： “怕是慎、慎重些的好。殷书记不是一般的社员……” “老杨，我对你有看法的。这么严重的阶级斗争活生生摆在面前，你怎么看不见！我们现在是要跟阶级敌人斗，跟阶级敌人腐蚀拉拢干部的阴谋斗，不是跟殷书记外，恰恰相反，我们应该赶紧挽救殷书记，他正在落进陷阱。” 黄帽子说着，把那个烟屁股又狠吸了几口。 “陷阱”这个词使李欣想到女性的器官。他感到心里的某一角落火辣辣地生痛，又想哭又想笑，说不出是什么滋味儿。老杨却抓住“陷阱”深究起来： “你怎么确定他就是落进陷阱了哩？” “夜里往富农女儿屋里钻，有好事？”黄帽子一针见血地指出。 “这只是你的推测。他是大队书记，夜里要去教育四类分子子女，你也不能说成是坏事吧。” 老杨避开黄帽子的“阶级敌人”的提法，代之以“四类分子子女”。 看得出，黄帽子很气，却一时无话。那颗烟头已经烧到他的嘴唇，他狠狠“啐”了一口。 “不是推测，我可以肯定。”李欣声明。 “你怎么可以肯定？”老杨那双细小的眼睛盯在李欣的脸上。 李欣避开那眼光，垂下头，咕哝说： “查一下总可以的。” “查一下？要是人家没有事哩？要是人家根本就不在屋里哩？回头怎样跟人家解释？” “要是捉住了哩？” 黄帽子反诘：“怎么能只考虑一头，不考虑另一头哩。” “真要捉，也不能这么个捉法。把人家堵在里头，一点退路也没有，还怎么叫救人哩？真要处理这件事，也不急在今天一个晚上，还可以从侧面做观察，做调查，做工作，尽量叫两方面都不被动。” “到底姜是老的辣。”李欣想，却忽然觉得这老练沉稳有些可恶。 从老杨屋里退出来，要分手的时候，黄帽子站住，再一次问李欣： “你是真能确定么？” "certainly." “怕吃苦么？” "do what?" “我去守。你肯去么？” 李欣略略沉吟，说：“好。” 他晓得，今夜就是上床，也睡不好的。 各自回屋加足衣服，静静出了大队部。寒气一下就逼到脸上。李欣猛然打了个寒噤。已经下了霜，一地灰白。冬夜还长。李欣觉得刚才那个豪迈的决定有些轻率，看看昂然前行的黄帽子，收回决定却是不可能的了。 他们在大队小学对面的马路边寻到那棵当地人说起码有上百年历史的老樟树，在裸露虬曲的树恨上坐下来。树干很粗，两个人合抱不过来，避风是不成问题的。黄帽子好像看出李欣的情绪，便开始进行革命传统教育。说他在朝鲜，虽然没有真枪真刀开过仗，零下几十度的战壕却是蹲过好几夜的。一夜蹲完，有的人就成了残废，他却挺过来了。一边说着，一边稀稀溜溜地揩清水鼻涕。 “没有想到，二十年后，又跟你成了一个战壕里的战友。” 黄帽子看来是动了真情，忽然举起手在李欣肩上拍了一掌： “小李，你是不错的。先前，我有些误解你。” 李欣心里也有一点热热的。他想世上的事有时候真有些怪，昨天还跟乌眼斗鸡似的，今天又成了同盟军。真所谓没有永远的朋友，也没有永远的对头。 但是一夜过去他们一无所获。 天亮以后，桑叶的屋门开了。桑叶进进出出地忙着早上的事。门一直敞开着，却再没有第二个人出来。 熬了一夜的黄帽子和李欣互相看了看，都看出对方的不甘心，便默契了，向桑叶的屋走去，样子好像是散了步回来。 “你们，这么早。”桑叶有些畏惧的样子。 “你也早得很嘛。”黄帽子说着，一直往前走。 “屋里很乱。”桑叶说着，一面注屋里让人。 外间是一架缝纫机，一张裁剪的案板。黄帽子又径直走向竹篾隔出的里间。里间只有一张小课桌，一张单人床。床上的被子早叠好了。床底下有一口小木箱子，那箱子决装不下一个人的。唇墙的窗子装着栅栏，完好无损。 “你就这一间屋？” “大队这就够照顾了。”桑叶很感激地说，“组长，你有事，尽管叫我做就是。” “我没有什么事叫你做。”黄帽子一脸严肃，“顺便来看一看的。” “怎么敢劳动你。”桑叶受宠若惊，眼泪在睫毛上亮着，将落未落。 黄帽子不看她，摆了摆手就走了出来。 李欣一直在旁边看着，心里充满了惊讶。怎么也无法把面前这个可怜的羊羔同头天下午亲眼看见的那个风骚女人联系起来。 黄帽子很沮丧，回到大队部时乱甩东西。