Chapter 47 Section 47

Rainy day, another two days, with continuous drizzle.After two classes in the afternoon, school is over early, and the students in the village still have work to do when they go home.Your room is next to the teacher's office, and the brick house has wooden ceilings that don't leak anymore.You have peace of mind, you should enjoy the rainy day with a pot mouth, and you don't have to put on a bamboo hat and go to the field with your legs soaked in muddy water.When the door is closed, the sound of wind and rain and the sound of reading can be heard. Although the sound does not reach your ears, you are just reading silently or writing in your heart.But you're finally living a normal life, even without a family.You also no longer want a woman under the same roof as you, and are better off alone than risking exposure.Desire comes, you write in the book, and you also win the freedom of fantasy, and you can write about any kind of woman.

"Teacher, Secretary Lu told you to go!" A female student called from outside the door. He pretended to be a knockout, and didn't allow anyone to enter his room casually. When talking with students, he always went to the teacher's office next door, especially the girls.The principal who lives across the basketball court always keeps an eye on the door of his room. He has been the principal of a primary school for 20 years, and now he has suddenly changed to a middle school. I am afraid that this position will be taken care of by Secretary Lu. Outsiders take over.If you caught him having an affair with a female student, just tell him to pack up and get out.He was just looking for a place to settle down, and he couldn't make this point clear to the principal.

This female student, Sun Huirong, was beautiful and bright. Her father had died of illness early on, and her mother was selling vegetables at a cooperative vendor in the town. She brought up three daughters, and this girl was the eldest.She always found this to be true: "Teacher, help you wash your dirty clothes!" "Bring some amaranth to the teacher, I just picked it in my home!" Every time he passed by the door of Sun's house, the girl would always run away if she saw him. He came out and greeted: "Teacher, come in and have a cup of tea!" He knew almost every household in this small street. He had either entered the main room and sat there, or stood by the threshold to smoke a cigarette.Let's take his hometown as his hometown, he is from this place now, but he didn't enter this girl's house.The girl said to him: "Our family is a country of women." Maybe he wants to have a father, but he may not necessarily think of a man.

The girl came running in the rain, her hair was wet, he took an umbrella and asked her to take it, and then went into the room to get the bamboo hat, and the girl ran away.He catches up a few steps to call her, the girl turns around in the rain, shakes her head, her wet front clung to her upper body, showing her well-developed breasts, very proud of her little tits, Gege smiled and ran away, probably for her teacher Such an important message. Lu lives in the backyard of the commune compound and enters through the side door facing the river embankment.The courtyard is clean, with bluestone slabs and a small well. This self-contained small courtyard was lived by the young wife of a wealthy gentry who was shot, and it is very quiet.Lu leaned on a bamboo reclining chair padded with a piece of sheep deer skin, a brazier was placed on the brick floor, and a pot of fragrant meat was stewed.

"Spicy dog ​​meat, Lao Zhang brought it from the police station. He said it was a wild dog. Who knows if a wild dog is a domestic dog? Let him decide." Lu Mei stood up, "You take the bowls and chopsticks and pour the wine yourself. My back Uncomfortable, the sequelae of gunshot wounds in the past, it happened on cloudy and rainy days. There was no doctor in the war at that time, and it was lucky to choose one's life." So he poured the wine himself!Sit down on the small bench in front of the brazier, eat and drink, and listen to Lu leaning on the recliner and talking.

"I have also killed people. I shot them to death with my own hands. That's war. Let's not talk about it. There are too many people who died under my hands. Not all of them deserve to die. But damn, they can't die." Lu Yi was uncharacteristically silent and indifferent, full of interest, he didn't understand what Lu was going to say. "The old man Lin Biao fell to his death, let's pass it on." He nodded.The vice chairman of the party fled to Mongolia and crashed in Mongolia. This is how the document conveyed.The villagers were not much shocked, and they all said that seeing Lin Biao's monkey face would not end well.Want to look good?In the eyes of the villagers, he should be the emperor.

"There are still some who fell to their deaths." Lu put down his wine glass and said "," and he understood Lu's resentment. But this is equivalent to not saying anything. Lu is old and sophisticated, and he has experienced political risks, so he will not really talk to him. He doesn't have to break the casserole. Under this umbrella, Secretary Lu is at peace, and he can live on. Drinking in bars and drinking, it doesn't matter if it's a wild dog or a domestic dog. Lu got up and took a piece of paper from the table, and wrote a five-character verse, literally expressing his joy at Lin's death. "Can you show me how flat it is?"

That's probably why he was called here.He thought about it for a while, and suggested using the word "" and said that it would be impeccable! He also said that he had a book on the rhythm of ancient poetry, which he could send for reference. "I was born as a cowherd boy," Lu said. "My family is so poor that I can't afford to go to school. I always lie at the window of the private school teacher in the village to listen to Meng Tong's reading and learn to recite some Tang poems. Seeing that I am eager to learn, the old man will not accept me. Tuition fee, I gave him firewood from time to time, and I followed the class when I had free time, and then I learned how to read. At the age of fifteen, I carried a fire system and went to fight guerrillas with him.”

This "mountain belt" was the base of Lu's guerrillas in the past. Although his current identity is sent to a low-level station and has no position, he is the secretary of the newly restored party committee secretaries of many communes near and far. Lu Yindun is here, and later revealed to him There are also enemies, of course not the militia militias of the landlords, rich peasants and local tyrants that have been suppressed long ago, but "people above".He didn't know where Lu said the boss was, who was the person, obviously the cadres in the county couldn't get rid of him.Lu was on guard at all times, the straw mat under the pillow covered a military bayonet, and there was a light machine gun in a wooden box under the bed, polished to a shiny tin.And "the unsealed bullets are all the equipment of the commune militia, and no one can charge them in this room. Is Lu waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback? Perhaps it is hard to say how to prevent the world from being chaotic again."

"The people in the mountains usually work for the people, plow the fields and grow mountains, and become bandits in times of chaos. Beheading is a common thing. I grew up watching beheading. At that time, the bandits who were tied up all stood with their heads held high, waiting for a big knife to be chopped off. Don't change your face, unlike today's kneeling and shooting, and strangling the throat. Guerrillas are bandits!" This shocking sentence came from Lu's mouth, "But there is a political goal, to beat the powerful and divide the land. " What Lu didn't say was that the current portion of the land is also owned by the public, and some rations are distributed according to the head, and those who have more have to be handed over.

"The guerrillas asked for money and food, kidnapped tickets and tore them up. The methods were as cruel as the bandits. If they didn't deliver them to the designated place, they separated the legs of the captured living people and tied them to new bamboos that grew from the mouth of the bowl. , yelling in unison, the bent bamboo will bounce, and people will be chopped!" Lu has never done it before, but he has obviously seen it. He is educating him as a scholar. "You are a scholar from outside, don't think that this mountain is so easy to mess with, don't think that this mountain is peaceful! If you don't take root, you won't be able to stay—" Lu Tong didn't speak the official language of those small cadres who were still struggling to climb up. On the contrary, he wiped out the last few revolutionary fairy tales left in his mind.Lu might need him one day, so he has to be as cruel and ruthless as an assistant for the king of the mountain to make a comeback?Lu really talked about the white-faced scholars who came from the city to join their guerrillas. "Which students know what revolution is? The old man is right," Lu said, referring to Mao. "Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun! Don't look at those generals and political commissars, who doesn't have blood on their hands?" He said that he would not be able to be a general in this life, and he was afraid of going to war, so he wanted to put his words in his head. Lu also said: "I don't have such a big addiction, why don't you hide in this mountain. But you have to prevent people from killing you." This is the law of survival, and it is the life experience that Lu has come to live. "You, go to the town to do some social research, and say that I asked you to come here. You don't need to issue any official letter, just say that I have given you a task to write historical materials about the class struggle in this small town, you Just listen to what they say, and don’t believe everything anyone says, and don’t ask about the current affairs, even if you ask, you won’t get a name. Let them talk, just listen to the story, and you will know it in your heart. Earlier There are no cars here, it’s a den of bandits. Don’t you think the blacksmith is so obedient when he winks at you? Let him go, thank you Dade. If you are in a hurry, I can give you a pot in the dark! That street The lame old woman on the tea stove, do you think she has small feet? Foot binding is not acceptable in this mountain, it is the meat ticket tied by the guerrillas, the shoes are stripped off in winter, and the toes are frozen and rotten. A woman, let her She saved her life. This house belongs to her family, her father suppressed it, her elder brother died in a labor camp, and she is only the second child, and she said she went abroad." That's what he taught you, and life teaches you that way, to wipe out all your sense of compassion and justice, as well as the righteous indignation and impulse that it unconsciously arouses. "Drink too much!" Lu said, "Ming Dynasty sobered up and went with me to Nanshan Mountain. There was a temple on the mountain that was blown up by Japanese planes. The Japanese didn't come here, only the county town. The guerrillas They all hid in the mountains, so they had to blow up the temple on the top of the mountain. It was built by a monk after the failure of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Didn’t the long-haired rebellion mean that the bandits became popular? Or they couldn’t resist the court and hid in this mountain after losing power. Became a monk. There is still a broken stele on the mountain, the handwriting is not complete, you go and recognize it."