Chapter 45 Section 45

On the day when farmers from the four townships went to the market, this small street in the town was lined with loads and baskets, dried sweet potatoes, red dates, chestnuts, pine oil firewood, fresh mushrooms, muddy lotus roots, fine white vermicelli, bundles of tobacco leaves and strips Dried bamboo shoots, still jumping fish and shrimp, strings of hemp shoes, bamboo chairs, water ladles, women, children, young adults, men and old men, shouting and haggling, do you want it?Don't pull down!Gossiping, teasing and arguing, if this small town in the mountainous country did not engage in revolution, it would still be able to live.

Secretary Lu, who had been devolved from the regional capital not long ago, and a group of commune cadres led the way, and some followed behind—as if accompanying the chief inspector, and asked him to run into each other head-on.Known by the villagers as Secretary Lu, this old guerrilla-born guerrilla revolutionary had no official career. He was suppressed layer by layer from the previous movements in the provincial capital and returned to his hometown. He can be regarded as a cadre decentralization. , Naturally, there is no need to work in the fields. "Secretary Lu," he also called respectfully, "the king of this mountain village.

"Is he from Beijing?" Secretary Lu obviously knew that there was such a person as him. "Yes, it's been a year." He nodded. "Are you used to it?" Secretary Lu asked again, standing still, tall and thin, a little sick. "Very well, I am from the south. The landscape is pleasant and the produce is abundant." He wanted to praise the paradise, but stopped immediately. "Usually people won't starve to death," Secretary Lu said. He heard something in his words, and he must have been full of complaints when he was sent to the village.

"I can't bear to leave, please take care of Lu Gui's diary in the future!" He said this as if he came to seek refuge with Secretary Lu, and he really wanted to find a backer, so he nodded respectfully and was about to walk away, but Secretary Lu immediately took care of him and said, "Come with me!" He followed behind.Lu stopped for a step, stood side by side with him, and continued to talk to him, ignoring those commune cadres who were chattering, which was obviously a special favor to him.When Tong Lu walked to the end of the small street, smiling faces* greeted him one after another from the shops on both sides and in front of people's doors, and he knew that he was favored by Secretary Lu, and his status in the eyes of the people in this town changed immediately.

"Go and see where you live in the village!" This is not an order, but Lu's greater care for him.Lu waved to the following cadres and dismissed them. He led the way on the field ridge and entered his house on the side of the village.Lu sat down at the table. He had just made tea when the children arrived.He was about to close the door, but Lu waved his hand again and said, "No, no." The news immediately spread throughout the village.After a while, villagers and cadres all passed by his door. Secretary Lu and Secretary Lu kept barking. Let's drink tea. There are still good people in this world, or people’s hearts are not bad; or this Secretary Lu has seen the world and has a thorough understanding of the world; or Lu was born at the wrong time, and out of loneliness, he needs someone who can talk, He showed mercy to him and eased his loneliness.

Lu Peng didn't even touch the Marxist-Leninist book on his desk, he understood the trick, and when he got up he said, "If you need anything, just come to me." He sent Lu to the ridge of the field, looking at the back of the thin and sickly man, but his legs were strong, not like an elderly person.In this way, he got the care of the king of the mountain, but at that time he didn't quite understand why Lu came to sit in his room. One night, he was writing in front of the desk, and suddenly someone called him outside the door, which surprised him. He got up immediately, stuffed the paper into the straw mattress on the bed, and opened the door.

"Aren't you asleep yet? Secretary Lu asked you to go to the Revolutionary Committee for a drink!" It was an officer of the commune, who passed on a message, turned around and left, and he was relieved. The Revolutionary Committee of the Commune is located on the stone embankment of the river in the small town. There is a blue brick compound of Wangwanglou, which was the house of a wealthy gentry in the early years.The owner of the house, Dou Landlord Fentian, was shot at that time, and the township government took over. After that, it became the seat of the People's Commune, and the newly established Revolutionary Committee also worked here as usual.The yard and the main hall were full of people, and the strong smell of tobacco leaves and human sweat mixed in the room. He never imagined that it would be so lively at night.

In the farthest room, the newly appointed Director Liu of the Revolutionary Committee and Lao Tao, who was in charge of the militia in the commune, closed the door and were drinking with Secretary Lu. Lu asked him to sit at the table too. On the package of newspapers, there was also a bowl of fried small fish and a plate of dried tofu, probably brought by the cadres of the commune.The wine cups of the accompanying drinkers touched their mouths and put them down, pretending that they didn't really drink.A rural young man with a rifle pushed open the door and bowed to the people in the room. The barrel of the gun was stuck on the door frame.

"Who told you to bring a gun?" Old Tao, who was in charge of the militia, asked angrily. "Isn't it called an emergency assembly?" "Emergency assembly belongs to emergency assembly, not armed action!" This young man couldn't understand the big difference, so he argued, "What should I do? I brought all the guns from the brigade's official Qiu Yi..." "Don't hang around with a gun on your back! Go to the office of the Armed Forces Department and stand by in the yard!" Only then did he know that the militiamen in the entire county were to act in unison at twelve o'clock midnight, from the county seat to every village and town, to conduct a surprise "mass surveillance and search", an urgent order issued by the county revolutionary committee.The rich, anti-bad, and right-wing activists are the key targets of monitoring, and they will search immediately if they find any abnormal movements.Near midnight, Director Liu of the Revolutionary Committee and Lao Tao, who was in charge of the armed forces, went to the yard, first talked about the trend of class struggle, and then explained the tasks.Afterwards, the militia team set off, and the courtyard fell silent.The nearby dog ​​barks first, and the distant dog gradually responds.

Lu took off his shoes, crossed his legs, and sat on the plank bed. When asked about his family, he only said that his father had also left for the countryside, and he didn't talk about the suicide attempt.He also mentioned that he had a cousin who also fought guerrillas. At this time, he didn't know that this old revolutionary had just been admitted to the military hospital with a cold.Of course, he also said that people in this place are sparsely populated, and thanked Secretary Lu for his care.Lu pondered for a while, and said, "The elementary school in this town is about to reopen, and it will be changed to a junior high school. You still need to know some words, learn some common sense, you should come to the school to teach!"

Lu also said that when he was a child, his family was poor. If it wasn't for the kindness of the old private school gentleman in the village to accept him for free, he read some books and has benefited so far. Two or three hours passed, and the courtyard and the outside began to make noises again, and the results of the battle brought by Minqiu and the others came back one after another.The counter-revolutionaries were not caught, but some cash and food stamps hidden in the homes of the five types of elements were searched, and a couple of adulterers were also arrested.The man is a blacksmith from the handicraft cooperative in the town, and the woman is the wife of a Chinese medicine shop with a crooked mouth. Her man has obviously gone to the county seat, and the house is still running around in the dark. The militiamen who caught the rape said that they stuck to the window and listened for a long time , He giggled when he said it. "Where are people?" Lao Tao asked outside. "They're all squatting in the courtyard." "Are you wearing any clothes?" "The lady put it on, and the blacksmith is still naked." "Tell him to put on his pants!" "There is a trouser fork! It's too late to wear the hanger, so it's called to be captured alive? Or you won't even recognize it!" Lu spoke from inside: "Ask them to write an inspection and release him—" After a while, it was still the voice of Min Qiuyi, shouting loudly in the outer room: "Report to Secretary Lu, he said he can't write!" "Listen to what he said, press a fingerprint!" This was the voice of old Tao from the Armed Forces Department. "Go to bed," Lu said to him, put on his shoes, and came out with him from the inner room, and said to Lao Tao, "This kind of thing is out of control, let them go!" When they reached the yard, the woman bowed her head. Huddled under the wall, the bare-chested blacksmith crawled on the ground and kowtowed to Lu Zhi, saying repeatedly: "Secretary Lu, you are a benefactor, a benefactor you will never forget in your life." "Go back, don't be ashamed! Don't do it again in the future," After Lu finished speaking, he walked out of the yard with him. "It's not yet light, the air is humid, and the dew is heavy. This Secretary Lu is as big as a mountain, and he also gave him a way out. He thought, if only this king of the mountain ruled the world, he would still have a good life. From then on, when he walked on this small street in the town, the commune cadres he came across, even the policeman from the police station, were able to say hello, pat each other on the shoulder or pass cigarettes to each other.Then open a middle school, recruit those older children who haven't finished elementary school, and go to school for another two years!Even in the junior high school class, he also moved from the village to the primary school where he had been idle for several years on the edge of the town. People in the village called him a teacher, and the inquiries and suspicions about his origin seemed to have disappeared.