Chapter 27 Chapter 26 Spirit and Flesh

1 Jiao Kun led me to the former headquarters of the Kuomintang Anti-Communist National Salvation Army. This is a ring-shaped mountain depression about a few hundred meters south of Messler. It is said that there used to be stretches of tall forests, covering the sky and covering the sun, and covering up the hidden secrets.Today, this hillside has been turned into a tea farm, and Taiwanese tea trees have been replanted. The tall trees have been cut down, so the historical secrets of the past have been fully exposed. The low-slung tin houses from back then are still there. Jiao Kun said that they are all the same, without any changes, except that the tin roofs were replaced, and the tea farm workers lived there.I counted, a total of three rows, twenty or thirty rooms.I took a picture, because the angle was not good, no matter how I took it, it was not ideal.Jiao Kun said with emotion, in the past, you could never have imagined that this place was heavily guarded, with one post every three steps and one sentry post every five steps, it was impossible for outsiders to approach, let alone take pictures.

I said that when you educated youths first came to Maesle, did you feel that you couldn't communicate with each other? Jiao Kun replied with a smile: In fact, the remnants of the Kuomintang are also human beings, and they are Chinese like mainlanders, so they are not scary. I think there is nothing that cannot be in collusion. I remembered the disappearance of the female educated youth on the farm, so I asked if I knew or knew the whereabouts of a female educated youth who had played "The White-haired Girl"? He thought hard for a long time, then shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

I was a little disappointed, so I asked him again: How many educated youths were exiled to the Golden Triangle in the ten years of the "Cultural Revolution"? Jiao Kun shrugged, unable to answer my question.I don't expect him to answer this question, I believe this has become a historical mystery sealed forever, just like everyone I interviewed shook their heads at me. I said that the remnants of the Kuomintang trust you so much. Are you afraid that you have been educated by the Communist Party to "redify"?Duan Xiwen is not afraid that the educated youths will rebel in Maeslo and start another "Cultural Revolution"?

Jiao Kun answered patiently: Ideological confrontation is not that important.If you think about it, living in a foreign country, living in a harsh environment, are rootless Chinese, with a wandering fate, needing each other, this is the most important thing.In addition, the remnants of the Kuomintang have announced that they will give up counterattacking the mainland, so they are more tolerant of educated youth. I pressed on step by step and said, educated youth came to the Golden Triangle, can they resist their fate?As we all know, this is a society full of drugs and crimes. Can they stay out of the mud and maintain a complete and independent spiritual personality?How will the educated youth dance with wolves in the face of the biggest devil that harms mankind—drugs?

I saw the string of questions hit him like bullets.Jiao Kun's face that had experienced vicissitudes of life moved, like the kind of nerve twitching caused by pain.After a while, he sighed deeply from his chest, and said with a wry smile: Alas! ...What Dances with Wolves?A wolf is a wolf, born as a wolf cub, so afraid that it won't eat people? I saw this fifty-year-old man bent over when he spoke, as old as an old man. 2 I met Duan Xueming, a former Kunming educated youth, on the phone. I got the address of Liang Yufei in Chiang Rai from Qin Dali in Mae Sai (Ye Shi), and I got the phone number of Zhao Xiaolan Huotong and his wife in Chiang Mai from Liang Yufei, and then I got in touch with Duan Xueming.The first sentence of the old paragraph asked me: "You went to Maesle, are Jiao Kun and Yang Fei still there?"

I answered him in the affirmative.I said: "Yang Fei told me that there was an educated youth surnamed Pu, named Pu Jiang, who used to be a teacher in Maesle. He was from Xuanwei, Yunnan, and was the nephew of ×××. The impact, he ran away from the Golden Triangle, do you know his whereabouts?" He said on the phone: "I heard that there is such a Pu Jiang. He has returned to China. Of course, he just heard about it. The children of cadres are all troubled sons. Once the old man makes a comeback, isn't it normal to return to heaven?" I asked him: "I heard that your tooth was injured, how is it now?"

He said: "It must be Jiao Kun. To be honest, Thai dentists are not very skilled. My dentures often make me uncomfortable." I said, "You blamed Jiao Kun wrongly. I learned about it from another person, a female educated youth." His voice suddenly fell silent, and after a while he said in a lazy tone: "Yes, she is good now, really good. The business has grown and her reputation has grown. This is something I didn't expect at the beginning. But I After seeing her, I still have to say that her life is not happy." Lao Duan had a life-and-death relationship with a female educated youth from the Golden Triangle, and they were so in love that they broke up, so the two never forgot each other in their hearts.We talked on the phone for more than an hour that day, and then he suddenly yelled on the other end, saying that the beef stew on the stove was burnt, so I hung up the phone quickly.To be honest, Lao Duan left a very good impression on me: boldness, optimism, sincerity, and passion. It is a rare thing to retain these qualities in an old educated youth who has gone through hardships.

Then we finally met in Chiang Mai.Old Duan worked as an editor for a Chinese-language newspaper. He was of medium height, with tanned skin, thick curly hair, and a short-sleeved local shirt. At first glance, he looked like a senior overseas Chinese.His home is in an ordinary apartment building in the urban area. There are two rooms with narrow living rooms and simple furnishings, which belong to the category of low-income and government relief.My wife is a local and doesn't speak Chinese, but the old Duan's Thai is about the same as my wife's Chinese.I find it strange to ask them how they have come here in the past few decades, do they not communicate with each other?Old Duan smiled and said lightly: "What kind of communication? She doesn't even know my name, she only knows that my Thai name is Chasuthi. Chasuthi married her, is that Chinese named Duan Xueming? Playing celibacy alone."

My heart trembled, and I felt the unspeakable sadness.I asked him, "How about being an editor?" He shook his head and said: "In this country, there are two things that are paramount. One is worshiping Buddha, and the other is doing business. I am a Chinese editor, and the circulation of the newspaper is limited, so the income is small. My wife has a small business. In the past two years The economy is in crisis, business is difficult, four children are studying, busy supporting the family, this is life." I am silent, maybe life should be like this.Later, he taught me to drink fried rice tea. He fried the world-famous Thai rice until it became black, then added a little brown sugar, and mixed it with rice wine. In short, I felt like a traditional Chinese medicine soup.I said, "Excuse me, but I heard that you did well among the educated youths of the Fifth Army, because you are Duan Xiwen's nephew. Can you tell me the story of the educated youths?"

He looked at me and readily agreed: "Well, even if you listen to the story, I have heard some things. As for how you want to write it, that is your business, right?... If there is anything unclear, you It's time to ask." So we talked all night long.A person who is in a treasure must be a treasure himself.Following the guidance of his language, I gradually reached the depths of history.I kept asking questions, and he answered all the questions. My interview book quickly filled two.Later I asked him with a heavy heart: "Why do the educated youths participate in drug smuggling? Don't they know that it is a kind of degeneration and a crime against mankind? Where is their last spiritual defense, which can also be said to be their moral conscience?"

The old Duan replied: "This is how the environment transforms people! Can people fight against society? In China, our generation used to be fanatical Red Guards and educated youths. Who can be an exception? In the Golden Triangle, no one can escape another society." This destiny is to survive, and to survive by whatever means." I retorted: "Could it be that those of us, a generation of educated youth who once had revolutionary ideals and received civilized education, are willing to degenerate to the point of selling our souls and ignoring the death of human nature? The previous revolutionary ideal education, Liu Hulan, Dong Cunrui, Huang Jiguang, Lei Feng, Wang Jie, you have completely forgotten about it, and if you write it off, it will not work at all? They fight each other, kill each other, and are ruthless, even compared to drug cartels. Why is this?" Old Duan let out a long sigh, and I saw tears of pain streaming down the man's face full of vicissitudes and wrinkles.He said: "Brother Deng Xian, to tell you the truth, I often ask myself this way. Sometimes when I wake up suddenly in the middle of the night and can't fall asleep, I think of those old educated youths who have been sleeping underground, and I feel very sad. We are all the same age. Everything we do, we will have history to testify for us in the future. But what does history testify for us? Does it prove that the education we have received since childhood is a civilized education? Does it prove that our fanaticism, ignorance, barbarism and depravity are innate? ?Our souls have gone to hell because we sold our souls to the devil and committed unforgivable crimes against mankind. But think about it, is this our fault? During the terrible years, my heart tightened, and I have to burn incense every day to atone for the sins of those old educated youths who have already entered hell!" I shed tears silently, and tears blurred my eyes.People say that a man's tears are like gold, but now the two men are crying like rain, and the tears are washing the soul of a generation. Later, the old Duan said with emotion: "Over the years, I have never talked so much with anyone, because no one understands my pain. At home, my wife and children often use hand gestures to talk. When we met for the first time today, I immediately So much has been said, and I feel happy when it comes out, thank you." We pat each other on the shoulder, between men, trust is gold.I asked Lao Duan, "Have you ever returned to your hometown?" His smile disappeared, the corners of his mouth parted into a grin, and the wrinkles on his forehead joined together again.He said: "I don't think I can go back. There are some things that other people can't understand. It's not that I don't want to go back, but I can't go back. You can't go back even if someone pays for you." I don't understand, why?He sighed and said: "...the reason is very simple. You have been hanging out for decades, and some people show up and go back with dignity. If you are as bad as a pig and a dog, with a desolate look, what face do you have to go back? It’s better to stay quietly in your doghouse. I’m often afraid to think about this, and when I think about it, my heart hurts, like a knife is cutting. No It’s unworthy to go back, and it’s even worse to go back, flowers are always open for the successful, this is not snobbery, it’s social norms, and it’s an eternal truth.” I suddenly understood that in the Golden Triangle, many old educated youths have never returned to their hometowns, and have never met their relatives whom they miss day and night.It is not the Guanshan barrier, nor is it the role of ideology and national boundaries, but in their hearts, or in the hearts of this ancient nation, there are many obstacles that block their steps.It's hard to beat people's hearts! Later, Lao Duan and I became very good friends, and we often exchanged letters. 3 Many years ago, in the headquarters of the remnant army of the Kuomintang in Mesle, which I visited, in the depths of the woods that covered the sky, there was a routine joint meeting of the third and fifth armies every year.With the estrangement from Taiwan, the two brother teams have parted ways, like two separated brothers.This time Li Wenhuan brought a large stack of outdated "People's Daily" and "Liberation Army Daily", as well as various leaflets and red-headed documents, which were precious information obtained by intelligence personnel on the border of the mainland.Li Wenhuan sat down and said: "The 'Cultural Revolution' took place in the mainland, and it became more and more evil. Even the president of the country was overthrown, and those marshals, generals, ministers, and governors were all struggling. There were wars everywhere, armed struggles, factories shut down, and railways were interrupted. , The students were sent to the countryside. I really don’t understand, what was Mao Zedong thinking? Tired of sitting in the country?... If there was such a disturbance ten years earlier, our life would not be so sad.” Duan Xiwen said with a smile: "If it had been according to Commander Li, the Kuomintang-Communist War would not have been fought ten years earlier. They themselves would have been ruined in Yan'an." Li Wenhuan said with emotion: "It's really one time and another time. Thirty years in Hedong and forty years in Hexi. You look at those great generals and marshals who are extremely talented ministers. Not to mention, they were in the 39th year of the Republic of China (1950) Which one of the generals of the Communist Army who defeated us in Yuanjiang will end well? They never imagined that it was not us who defeated them on the battlefield, but they who defeated themselves.” Duan Xiwen asked, "Could it be that Commander Li still wants to recover Kunming?" Li Wenhuan quickly shook his head and said: "Taiwanese newspapers said that if things go on like this, it will take only a few years. Thousands of militiamen. Thank God, I don’t want to have such a dream, my small number of troops is not enough for the communist army to fight teeth... But the communist party is in conflict, our life will be easier.” Everyone chatted for a while, and the topic couldn't be separated from the situation in the mainland.Although the remnants of the Kuomintang are wandering in the Golden Triangle, fighting for survival, every move of the mainland or Taiwan still affects their nerves.Duan Xiwen sighed secretly, his ex-wife and children are all in Kunming, and they have been separated for twenty years, what is their situation like? In the middle of the meeting, Qian Yunzhou reported to Duan Xiwen in a low voice that there was a devolved student from the Yunnan border named Duan Xueming, who kept claiming to be the nephew of the commander-in-chief and must meet the commander-in-chief. Duan Xiwen searched quickly in his mind for a while, and there was no nephew named Duan Xueming in his memory, but he left his hometown before the Anti-Japanese War, and it has been more than 30 years, and Duan's surname is a well-known family in Yiliang, so he is not sure. Do you have such a nephew?So he whispered, "Bring him to me." This is a thin young man, only eighteen or nineteen years old, not tall, but a little hunchbacked, wearing a blue Chinese tunic suit, with expectations and fright shining in his restless eyes.When the young man heard that the short man in front of him was the commander-in-chief, he immediately sobbed excitedly, and called "big cousin" several times in a hoarse voice. It took them a lot of effort to sort out each other's family and family relationship. The young man's father was Aunt Duan Xiwen's nephew, also surnamed Duan, but he was not from the same family, so he was considered a relative.After the defeat of the mainland, this was the first time that relatives had crossed the border to join him, which made him somewhat excited.His nephew was in middle school in Kunming, so he didn't know much about the Duan family in Yiliang, which made him a little disappointed.He said, "You study hard in Kunming, what are you doing in the frontier?" The nephew replied respectfully: "Chairman Mao issued an instruction that college and middle school students all over the country should go to the mountains and go to the countryside to become educated youths in the countryside and receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants." Duan Xiwen asked suspiciously: "Stop studying?" The nephew complained: "I don't want to read it anymore. I have been a farmer all my life. I feel that I have no future and I am very discouraged. That's why I came to find your family." Duan Xiwen's heart suddenly moved, as if hearing a good news, his heart lit up.He ordered the adjutant to take his nephew to rest and go back to the meeting by himself.The generals were waiting for him to give instructions, but the commander-in-chief didn't do anything routine. Instead, he first talked about the fact that his nephew, surnamed Duan, went to the countryside to become an educated youth and came to join him from thousands of miles away. "...Please don't get me wrong, everyone. I am by no means saying that it is impossible for our anti-communist guerrillas to change their policy and pursue the dream of recovering Yunnan." Duan Xiwen's expression was heavy, and he earnestly warned his subordinates: You see, the brothers who came out in the 38th year of the Republic of China (1949) are all in their 40s and 50s now, marrying wives and having children, and supporting their families. Our second generation is already 10 or 20 years old. Everyone has to start a family. It is human nature for children to have successors, to carry on the family line from generation to generation. People will die sooner or later. We are descendants of Yan and Huang, and our children are also Chinese. You know, there have been no wars in recent years. Together, there are more than a hundred thousand people, ten times more than the number of the army. Our lone army has become a Han tribe in the Golden Triangle, which is why we avoid fighting... I often worry about a problem, if we close our eyes In the future, our descendants will not know Chinese characters and Chinese culture. Over time, they will not even be able to speak Chinese. Wouldn’t they become a group of barbarians in the mountains? The sage said, "It is the fault of the father if the son does not teach", "Learning and learning You Ze Shi', if this continues, we will be ashamed of the emperor, the ancestors, and the heroic spirit of Prime Minister Sun. Even after a hundred years, our descendants will curse us. So I thought for a long time, I must To run a school, invite educated people to be teachers, so as to keep the blood of the Chinese nation passed on.” Li Wenhuan said: "To tell you the truth, Xigong, I also thought of this question, but I just couldn't find the answer. Now I want to ask, where can I find so many gentlemen?" Duan Xiwen smiled and said, "Mr. Li is on the mend. You said yesterday that students from mainland China would be devolved, but I didn't care. Today I figured it out. Isn't delegating students here for us? The mainland doesn't want it, we want it. There are so many." Cultural students, we should treat each other with courtesy, and let them be teachers, doctors, nurses, finance, military supplies, clerical staff, and staff officers. In short, we do not lack soldiers, but we lack educated officers.” Someone asked suspiciously: "What if spies from the Communist Party sneak in?" Duan Xiwen looked around at the crowd and said firmly, "That's okay, what's the point of sneaking in a few spies? We have already announced that we will give up counterattacking the mainland, and we will not be enemies with the mainland. Wouldn't our lives be much easier this way?" Soon, a secret order issued in the name of the commander-in-chief was delivered to all units.The secret order stated that all mainland students who volunteered to go abroad, regardless of gender, should be taken in. For mainland students living in the Golden Triangle, they should be actively helped and rescued, and they should be mobilized to come to our base.and so on. 4 Jiao Kun said that Duan Xiwen was skeptical and cautious about the arrival of the educated youth at first, but soon he was completely relieved, because no matter how you look at it, the educated youth can be called a new force, a group of rare talents.The arrival of a large number of educated youths has injected fresh blood into this dying Han army, so it is reasonable to believe that Duan Xiwen's acceptance of educated youths is a far-sighted political mind. I said, how did you educated youth adapt to the social environment in the Golden Triangle, which is completely different from the mainland?For example, you were Chairman Mao's Red Guards in China, but you became remnants of the Kuomintang army when you came out. Many of you were involved in drug trafficking and drug use, and took refuge in the Kunsha forces. How did they complete this radically different transformation mentally and psychologically? Jiao Kun replied that the conversion process of most people may be divided into two steps. The first step is to join the anti-government guerrillas, to complete the complete destruction of spiritual utopia, to complete the baptism and degeneration of the soul and body, and any subsequent transformation is no longer difficult . I am in hot pursuit.I said, based on your experience, you, Zeng Yan, Yang Lin, and Lao Duan did not join the guerrillas, but you went to teach at the headquarters of the Remnant Army in Mesle and Kunsha headquarters. Do you think the education you received in the past Is there any point? He smiled tolerantly and said, let me tell you, in a foreign country, when you can’t understand anything, can’t communicate with anything, have no life, wander about, and are locked in a dark and smelly cell, even your life is at stake. It cannot be guaranteed. At this time, as long as someone speaks a sentence of Chinese or Chinese to you, you will find your relative and you can go with him.Chinese, what a language, like breast milk, it allows you to understand what is connected by blood and what is brotherhood.I remember Lenin said that in Europe, you can find comrades and comrades-in-arms with the melody of "The Internationale".I want to say that in the Golden Triangle, a Han can find his relatives with his mother tongue—Chinese.We often say that blood is thicker than water. As long as they are all Chinese, in the face of this ethnic relationship, ideological differences become unimportant.There is no other reason why I decided to teach in Maesle and Manxingdie, and it is because my students are all Han Chinese children, descendants of Chinese people. I said, as far as I know, most of the educated youths of that year have been separated, with different endings and different endings, and have become hurried passers-by on the historical stage of the Golden Triangle.There are also a small number of people who have taken root in the local area, are unknown, and have been assimilated by the local people.There are only a few successful ones, such as Zeng Yan, Liu Zhou, and the leaders of the drug cartel known as the new drug kings of the 1990s after Kun Sha.What kind of enlightenment does such a group destiny give to people? Jiao Kun was speechless, it could be seen that his heart was heavy.I continue to say, do you think this is a progress of the times, or a step backward? He shook his head and said, maybe this is a kind of natural selection, the inevitable result of the big waves washing the sand.Isn’t there some kind of similar and inevitable essential connection between the Red Guard movement in China in the 1960s and 1970s and the tragic fate of the educated youth groups in the Golden Triangle later? Many years ago when Jiao Kun and I seriously discussed the issue of educated youth, that is, in the 1970s when time passed, in the smoke-filled Golden Triangle jungle, in a long line of armed caravans passing through, we could see When I went to Chongqing, Liu Heizi, an educated youth, rolled up his sleeves and walked in front of the team with an American "M-16A1" automatic rifle upside down.He looked much darker than when he first went to the countryside, and he was also much taller and stronger. The hair at the corners of his mouth turned into a thick man's mustache.The subtropical sun and wind and rain have directly shaped this middle school student from mainland China. His facial skin is brown and black, covered with beads of sweat, and glistens in the sun, much like a leather shoe with reflective wax.It's a pity that a sharp and ruthless scar destroyed the overall sense of his face. It was a memorial left by a bullet passing through his cheek, which added a ferocious and fierce expression to the young face of this Chongqing educated youth. There were more than a hundred officers and soldiers protecting the caravan before and after the caravan. The captain was surnamed Huang, who was also from Sichuan, so he took good care of the little fellows.The escort caravan is equipped with light and heavy machine guns, mortars, rocket launchers and radio stations, which can basically be called modern.It is said that in the fifth military area of ​​the Golden Triangle, there were as many as 30 armed caravans of this size and equipment at that time. The Golden Triangle in the 1970s had already formed a three-legged separatist regime consisting of the remnants of the Kuomintang, the Kunsha Zhangjia Army, and the anti-government guerrillas.They have conflicts with each other, but their interests are at stake, because their common enemy is still the government forces.The Fifth Army has set up dozens of intelligence workstations on secret smuggling routes. Well-trained intelligence officers use secret radio stations to keep in touch with the military headquarters, monitor external movements, and transmit information to ensure the safety of opium smuggling. Liu Heizi loaded the gun and walked with the gun, but his heart was very unsteady, he was up and down, and his right eyelid was always twitching.There is a Chinese proverb: "Left jumps to make money, right jumps to rock." Jumping from rocks means disaster.Liu Heizi is already considered a veteran. For more than a year, he has known that this drug trafficking mountain is dangerous and full of murderous opportunities at any time. Desperadoes often take risks. At that critical moment more than a year ago, it was Captain Huang who beat back the Burmese soldiers in time and saved him and Li Damao.But the good times didn't last long. His good friend Li Damao was shot by a bandit bullet in an operation to protect the merchants and died on the spot. He was taking a bath in the valley at that time, and the bullet hit his face, leaving an eternal commemoration.The guard caravan was constantly replenished with new recruits, so he met Beijing educated youth Yu Xiaobing, Gao Liansheng, Kunming educated youth Qin Liren, Jiao Kun, Shanghai educated youth Yu Xinhua and others who were also degenerates in Tianya.These people were like grains of sand in the desert. If it hadn't happened for a gust of fate, they would never have come together in their lifetime. This day, Liu Heizi was in a nervous mood and there was another ulterior secret, that is, he secretly brought a batch of private goods.This batch of goods was not big, only more than ten catties of opium, hidden under a pannier.Carrying private goods in the army is a serious crime. It is the same crime as stealing a gun. Once found, they will be shot. Therefore, the older generation of Kuomintang remnants have been dealing with opium for decades, and few people dare to take the risk of losing their heads.Soldiers obey orders and have strong self-discipline, but Liu Heizi is different.Liu Heizi was a Red Guard, rebelled, fought against the establishment, fought with martial arts, was an educated youth, and later joined the anti-government guerrillas. It is his instinct to be selfish and unscrupulous.In the past, wars were fought for others, fighting for political power or liberating all mankind. Those great goals had nothing to do with Liu Heizi personally.Now it's different. Since the army can smuggle, why can't individuals make a fortune for themselves at the same time? Jiao Kun described to me that it was the first time that he walked out of the Golden Triangle and walked into Chiang Mai, the second largest city in Thailand. Facing the feasting world of capitalism, high-rise buildings and cars passing by like flowing water, these escaped educated youths from mainland China Everyone was stunned, as if hit by a bullet!In the past, they were educated that capitalism was dying and decaying, and two-thirds of the working people were suffering, but what appeared before their eyes was a wealthy, developed and prosperous society. It is not difficult to imagine this What a terrible, earthquake-like mental blow!The last tower of faith collapsed.Chinese youth in the 1960s and 1970s, after the baptism of the Cultural Revolution, their brains were basically a blank slate, without any concept of money.Money is like a heinous devil, imprisoned in an iron cage and thrown into the 18th hell. Therefore, in a society where the supply system is strictly implemented and there is no excess money to make waves, asceticism is a golden medal around the neck of every revolutionary youth.However, Thailand, which is located in the Indochina Peninsula, is different.This is a society that advocates money and desire. Money is a symbol of identity, status, glory and a happy life. A beggar may have no money, but he must never be without desire.In fact, once the sun of money rises, the ice and snow of asceticism will quickly melt. For Liu Heizi, a descendant of a worker who grew up in a slum in Chongqing, he never even dreamed that there would be such a paradise of pleasure and prosperity in the world.It is right or wrong to say that heaven is a paradise for the rich, and hell for the poor, because poverty and wealth can be converted into each other, the key lies in how you do it.If a poor man tries hard to become a rich man, then he goes to heaven, but if a poor man just hates money blindly, he will stay in hell even if the revolution succeeds, because he has not changed himself. Liu Heizi, a descendant of a worker, quickly understood this truth in the face of the traffic-like traffic in Chiang Mai. His realization began when he only had a few tens of Thai baht in his pocket.If you are poor, you want to change, and the key lies in the word "change". Liu Heizi is determined to take risks, and he does not hesitate to risk the death penalty to try to carry private goods. There was some movement in the bushes ahead, maybe it was the wind, maybe it was a passing wild animal, because Liu Heizi was too nervous, he immediately pulled the trigger and fired a burst of bullets.There was a scream in the bushes. It turned out that a Shan citizen hiding by the roadside was beaten to death.Captain Huang hurried to take a look from behind, and ordered to throw the body into the ravine and continue on his way.In the Golden Triangle, common people have no choice but to consider themselves unlucky when they encounter such disasters. Who told you not to hide away or not to hide at all?When a scholar meets a soldier, it is hard to explain why, let alone common people. But Beijing educated youth Gao Liansheng did not do it.He blushed and protested loudly, how could human life be treated so recklessly?Human blood is not water, try it yourself?Besides, why should I have an explanation to other people's family members, so I just left without asking? Gao Liansheng came to the Golden Triangle very out of time, out of gregariousness, and full of complaints. Although he no longer talks about Marxism-Leninism and Mao Zedong Thought, he has no interest in serving as a soldier.It's just that you have nowhere to go and are forced to do so. What would you do if you don't serve as a soldier?In the Golden Triangle, if you were not with the Han army, you might not even be able to save your life, so you had to do it as a last resort.Captain Huang was furious, slapped him several times on the spot, and punished him for carrying the burden.In the caravan, carrying a pack is the most severe punishment, that is, treating people as pack horses.Think about it, can a person compare with a pack horse when climbing a mountain with a pack weighing more than one hundred catties?Later, Yu Xiaobing stood up to make a rescue, Captain Huang was persuaded, and the team continued to open the way.Gao Liansheng was dejected, half of his face was red and swollen, and he followed everyone sullenly. A few days later, the caravan arrived at a secret delivery place in Chiang Mai. The owner of the goods was an overseas Chinese businessman surnamed Xu, who knew them very well.Liu Heizi quietly pointed out the private goods to Mr. Xu. Of course, Mr. Xu was good at this, so he didn't say anything, and paid him a sum of money as if nothing had happened.Liu Heizi was ecstatic when the business was successful for the first time. He never imagined that making money was so easy.A soldier's salary is only a few tens of baht a month, but as long as you sneak out your private goods, large stacks of banknotes will flow into your pocket like water. Of course, Liu Heizi knew in his heart that if things were revealed, he would have to be shot and lose his head. Although he had already tasted the sweetness, it is only natural for people to die for money and birds for food, but how to carry private goods so as not to show the truth Woolen cloth?If someone finds out that he has a lot of money and spends a lot of money, it is tantamount to not asking himself. How can he make money steadily and spend a lot of money to enjoy himself without being exposed by others? That night, for the first time ever, Liu Heizi, who was always snoring like thunder, suffered from insomnia.He tossed and turned suspiciously, any slight sound would make his heart jump.Jiao Kun said that in fact, many educated youths at that time saw that Liu Heizi was abnormal and that he was not mature enough, so he left his flaws on his face, but everyone hadn't thought about that aspect yet.There was only one person who was really suspicious of him. That night when Liu Heizi got up at night, a black shadow followed him quietly from behind and hugged his waist.All his money was tied around his waist, so Liu Heizi was so frightened that his soul went out of his body, and he pissed hot in his crotch immediately.The man chuckled and said in a low voice, "I knew there was a ghost, let me catch it?" He recognized that the man was Yu Xiaobing, an educated youth from Beijing. 5 For a long time, Liu Heizi, who grew up in the slums of Chongqing, has adopted a profound hatred towards all those in power and their children. With green eyes, seeing those cadres' children wearing new coats and their faces glowing red with nutrition, I wish I could pounce on them and strangle them to death one by one.Poverty does not breed love but the soil of hatred. This is also an important psychological reason why Liu Heizi, the middle school student martial arts king, was brutal and beat people to death.He is naturally wary of Yu Xiaobing, a troubled son from Beijing, just like cats and dogs are natural enemies.But that night, his secret was discovered by this person he didn't like, and his tense brain suddenly had no idea: kill him?Or should we stabilize him first and then strike? Yu Xiaobing pulled him to a secluded place and said, "Don't lie to me, I saw everything. You were nervous from the beginning of this operation, right?" Liu Heizi remained silent, pretending to be deaf and dumb.Yu Xiaobing said again: "Gao Liansheng almost ruined your business, I came out to smooth things over, you have to thank me." Liu Heizi simply showed his cards and said, "What do you want? Go report and ask for credit, or share a share?" Yu Xiaobing smiled and said, "I'm going to tell you that it's over early, can't you see what I want?" Liu Heizi asked alertly, "What do you want...?" Yu Xiaobing patted him and said: "Brother, I think you are a brave man who dares to act, and I admire your courage. We are both educated youths, and we are both degenerates. Why are you making things difficult for yourself? Let me make it clear. I also have this intention for a long time, let's work together. You are the big brother, and I will be the younger brother. If we earn a lot of money, we will go to the United States, Europe, or even Bangkok and Chiang Mai to enjoy life. Otherwise, why do we try our best to smuggle and fight for others, and help others earn money? Anyway, I figured it out, people live, they have to live for themselves. 'People don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth destroy it', people don't think about themselves, Even the heavens won’t allow you, why are you still alive! Otherwise, if you are killed one day, you will be a poor ghost in hell with your eyes closed... What the hell, fuck it!" The word "fuck" and a daring and chivalrous confession made Liu Heizi's heart burst with joy, and he felt like he hated seeing each other later.He was originally a middle school student who didn't study or study. During the "Cultural Revolution", he became more simple-minded, worshiped violence, and advocated the loyalty of the world.In fact, his hatred for the children of cadres is not a real hatred. To be precise, it is just a kind of jealousy, a kind of hatred for power and wealth, and an inferiority complex that is generally not immune to the children of the poor.Now the children of cadres take the initiative to show favor to him, and are willing to regard themselves as younger brothers. He feels that it is very useful.But he still had some doubts, and said: "Don't coax me, use Lao Tzu's words, and then go to repay the merits and ask for rewards." Yu Xiaobing took out a dagger, a cold light flashed, and a bloody little finger was chopped off on the spot.He hissed in pain: "Fuck!... If I, Yu Xiaobing, dare to have another heart... just like this finger, it will never return!" Liu Heizi was so moved that he raised his knife and chopped off his own little finger.He swore to the sky: "Fucking sun! If I, Liu Heizi, do something unfaithful, I will be just like this finger, and I will die without a place to die!" The two became brothers on the spot, and then quietly recruited Qin Dali, Jiao Kun, Duan Xueming, Yu Xinhua and others to join the group, vowing to share the blessings and difficulties.The more people there are, the more courageous they will be. Every time they have to carry a dozen to dozens of catties of private goods.马帮首领当然知道，但是他只能佯作不知，因为他不敢得罪这些扛枪的知青老总。黄队长似有察觉，但是没有抓到证据，也只好作罢。 这年旱季结束，马帮再次走私到清迈府，护商队完成任务放一天假。按照惯例，大家都换便装进城玩乐。刘黑子等人拉上黄队长，大摇大摆走进一家按摩妓院，饱餐美色极尽享乐之后又来到一家中国餐馆，点了满桌子大鱼大肉山珍海味，灌下一肚子白酒。黄队长有些醉意，指着刘黑子骂道：“小子，我知道……你、钱哪里来的，别以为老子是……傻×！” 刘黑子朝大家看了一眼，大家都有些紧张。刘黑子说：“黄队长，您是我的再生父母，没有您我刘黑子早就黄土埋人了。我给您老人家磕头。”他果然趴在地上，规规矩矩磕了三个响头。刘黑子又说：“黑子不想给您添麻烦，但求您看在老乡份上，睁一只眼，闭一只眼，高抬贵手让弟兄们过去。黑子知恩必报，牢记您老人家大恩大德。”说完，掏出厚厚一摞钱来放在黄队长面前。 队长沉吟了半晌，把钱装进兜里，然后笑笑说：“你们这是逼宫啊！我要不收呢，恐怕出这个门就得挨黑枪。我要收下来，上面查下来同样脱不了干系……罢罢！以后你们当心点，我只作没有看见。”遂起身独自离去。 有人担心黄队长变卦，刘黑子摇摇头说：“他这人我最清楚，过去他常对我发牢骚，说上面军长师长哪个不吃黑钱？不知都有几百万几千万家私。你们想想，哪里最穷不是当兵的？以后我们每成一笔，都给他分一份，他乐得不管，做了人情还得钱。” 当时有人提到那个北京知青郜连胜，搞不好事情会坏在他手上。刘黑子咬咬牙说：“妈的！要是他敢告密就先干掉他。焦昆，你负责监视他。” 焦昆没有出声，他并不想做得罪人的事，问题是他更不敢得罪刘黑子。于小兵提议成立一个秘密团体，才能做到互相信任团结一心。刘黑子叫道：“对对！我也有这个意思，大家既然都是知青，都从大陆出来，就要有福同享有难同当。” 关于这个秘密团体的名称，有人说叫兄弟会，有人说战斗队，还有说干脆叫红卫兵，各说不一。秦大力说：“我看叫青龙帮好了。我们都是青年人，中国人是龙的后代，我们要互相帮助，所以叫青龙帮。” 大家觉得有些道理，虽然和旧社会的袍哥大爷青红帮有些牵连，但是毕竟赋予时代新意，就一致通过叫青龙帮。他们当即叫刺花的人来，每人胳膊上刺了一条张牙舞爪的青龙，喝了血酒，宣誓永不背叛。许多年后，焦昆伸出他那条瘦骨嶙峋的胳膊，让我看刺在上面的青龙，我看见那条龙已经褪尽颜色，并且刺得不大高明，更像条可怜巴巴的小蛇。 这天他们从餐馆走出来，从前的老知青红卫兵手挽着手，在异国他乡吼着酒气冲天的“文革”歌曲，彼此觉得心靠得很近，很团结，气壮山河，有种大串联时代蠢蠢欲动的熟悉感觉。