Chapter 10 Chapter Ten The Great Victory

1 go behind the enemy Go to the enemy's rear and wipe out the devils.In a class society, revolutions and revolutionary wars are inevitable, without which the leap in social development cannot be accomplished, the reactionary ruling class cannot be overthrown, and the people cannot gain political power.A revolution is a revolution of the masses. Only by mobilizing the masses can a revolution be carried out, and only by relying on the masses can a revolution be carried out. (Hongmei, do you have enough money? (Enough, if you want to build a house, you can buy a thatch. (This time you and I are at the bottom of the boat, and you have to buy some evidence from Mayor Wang) (It’s such a long way. People in Wangjiayu don’t know if they are willing to expose Mayor Wang. (Don’t worry, I don’t believe that a person can live without making mistakes or offending anyone. As long as you have money, you are not afraid of mobilizing the masses. )

What is the real iron wall?It's the masses.It is the millions of people who really support the revolution.This is a real iron wall, which cannot be broken by any force, absolutely indestructible.The Chinese revolution was essentially a peasant revolution.In carrying out the long-term revolutionary struggle in such base areas, the viewpoint of using remote rural areas as revolutionary base areas must absolutely not be ignored. (Aijun, my legs are tired and I am very thirsty. (I’ll get you some water, you wait for me. (Forget it, let’s sit down and rest for a while... (Hongmei, you blame me) No wonder, I dreamed for several nights that I set fire to Cheng Temple and the archway. What do you mean by this dream? (Did you dream of me? (I dreamed that we were still doing that on the elm table in the brigade) Fuck, the table leg broke with a click. You screamed, and we fell under the table, and you got blood everywhere. (Did you really dream about blood? (Dream about between your legs, your The blood flows there like a river. (That’s all right, dear soldier, dreaming of blood is a sign of success.) The law of revolution—this is something that anyone who leads and guides the revolution must study and solve. The problem. The law of the mass revolution—this is a problem that anyone who leads and guides the mass revolution must study and solve. The law of the Chinese mass revolution—this is the problem that anyone who leads and guides the Chinese mass revolution must Issues that must be studied and resolved. The law of mass revolution in northern China is completely different from the law of mass revolution in the central and southern revolutionary base areas. This is determined by the politics, culture, geography and living environment of the northern region. Any Those who lead the mass revolution in the north have to take this point into consideration and solve it. The law of the mass revolution in the Palou Mountains in the mountainous area of ​​western Henan in northern China is completely different from the law of revolution in the northern mountainous area and the mountainous area of ​​western Henan in the north. This is determined by the history, politics, culture, and special geographical environment and living conditions of the Palou Mountains. Anyone who participates in, guides, guides, or leads the mass revolution in the Palou Mountains must ponder this point, study this point, and solve the problem. All the problems and contradictions that arise because of this. (Aijun, have you reached Wangjiayu? (Here——soon, it may be the village in front.) The revolution we are engaged in now is an unprecedented revolution. Our revolution is a rake. Therefore, we must study not only the general law of revolution, but also the special law of revolution, and the even more special law of mass revolution in the Palu Mountains in the mountainous area of ​​western Henan in northern China. I am Gao Aijun I am an authentic native of the Ralou Mountains. I was a top student when I was studying, an excellent soldier when I was a soldier, and the best squad leader in the entire company when I was in the army. The famous lines in the poems I wrote during my service are still widely circulated in the army. In the next few decades, it will be widely praised in the army like "the moonlight in front of the window, it is suspected to be frost on the ground". The poem I wrote is "a revolutionary soldier is a brick, where it needs to be moved; a revolutionary soldier is a block of mud, where Where it is needed; revolutionary fighters are blocks, and where they are needed, build them." The most popular of this poem is the first two lines. There is also the slogan "Regard the station as your hometown, and treat the people as your parents", all from my pen and articles The provocative words I wrote have been published several times in the "Liberation Army Daily" and "Engineering Army Daily". Knowledgeable, photographic memory, eloquent, daring, not afraid of sacrifice, courageous and resourceful, and most familiar with the people and things in the Ralou Mountains, mountains and waters, grass and trees, birds and beasts, men and women. Female, old and young, sand and soil, insectsWith cicadas, pigs and dogs, sex and love, spring and autumn, leaves and roads, policies and dialects, policies and cattle, poverty and wealth, marriage and funeral customs, happiness and women, pigs and dogs and spring and autumn, air and houses , Broken Shoes and Chastity, Greatness and Men, Revolution and Hunger, Happiness and Crops, Cold Dew and Winter Solstice, Success and Power, Worship and Crows, Ghosts and Snake Gods and Land Rich Against the Right, Masses and Poor and Lower-Middle Peasants, Proletariat and Plow Columbine Help rake.I know everything from the stars and moons in the Ralou Mountains to the bullshit in the Ralou Mountains. How can I go to Wangjiayu without success?How is it possible not to rise as a rising star of power and revolution in the Palu Mountains?Go to the enemy's rear and wipe out the devils.He was willing to cut himself to pieces, and dared to pull the emperor off his horse. 2 Go to the enemy's rear As a matter of fact, recalling it now and summing it up, when I told you this, I discovered for you a great law that you will never discover, that is, the most complicated things in the world are often the simplest and most complex. The simplest things are often the most complex.It is precisely because the revolution has such wonderful changes and myriad changes, profound and simple, that the revolutionaries can get pleasure and excitement from the revolution, and so many people will not be afraid of hardships and dangers to throw themselves into the torrent of revolution.Is it complicated to treat Hongmei depression?Is it complicated to defeat Mayor Wang?Is it a trivial matter to prove from speculation that Mayor Wang has a relationship with Zhao Xiuyu, the female secretary of the Wangjiayu brigade in his hometown?What is the difference between trying to achieve the goal of revolution and seizing power and building a building from the ground?But I did.The goal was easily achieved. Not only did Mayor Wang be defeated, but he was also sent to prison. He was identified as an active counter-revolutionary and sentenced to 20 years in prison.The accident and simplicity of this incident made Hongmei and I really feel the magic and excitement of the revolution, and completely made Hongmei come out from the shadow of Qingdong's death, and returned to the stage under the sun. What is the fundamental reason why even the blind, lame, stupid pigs, and wild dogs all want to make revolutions and can make revolutions these days?Hongmei and I arrived at the Wangjiayu Brigade near sunset.The first time I came to the depths of the rake, I walked half a distance of more than sixty miles, and took half of the horse-drawn cart and bullock cart. In addition, when the two of them talked about the joy and excitement on the road, they took advantage of the desolation of the four wilderness. I took off my clothes on the side of the road and did that thing twice (she was finally as passionate as before, screaming and screaming), and when I arrived at the head of Wangjiayu Village, I was so tired that my eyes were dim and my legs were sore. Whoever drinks a bowl of raw water at home will lie on the bed and sleep.Wangjiayu Village is located on a hillside. It is a natural village of the Wangjiayu Brigade and the headquarters of the brigade. However, Zhao Xiuyu's branch secretary lives in Zhaojiawa a few miles away, which is separated by two beams and one ditch.Wangjiayu Village is three miles away from the ox-cart road on the mountain, and the three-mile road is completely filled with sheep intestines.We walked to Wangjiayu Village along a winding rope path by the side of a ditch. The wheat on the sloping land had already escaped the winter cold and flourished green, and some were still sown not long before winter. , Looking at the land from a high place, some are dark and cloudy, filled like thick clouds, some are full of flowers, some are yellow and some are red, some are brown and some are purple, making the whole slope land look like a huge carpet or bed sheet shaped by objects. something.There was no one on the mountain ridge or on the path, only two wild sheep were hanging on the cliffs beside the road, gnawing grass. The fishy and sweet earthy smell flying over from the fields was warm and brilliant, showing a thin golden color. around under the nose.The smoke rising in the village, under the sunlight slanting south and west, is a gorgeous red and soft color, like silk threads blowing in the wind and fluttering in mid-air. (A few years ago, there was a barren beach outside the embankment / It was we who used our hands to cultivate fertile land / Brave the winter snow and fight against the cold spring for many years / Only then did this barren beach become a rice grain river / How much blood and sweat we shed for the reclamation / For How many summers and colds have we spent in reclaiming wasteland/opening up fertile fields and fertile soil to obtain high yields year after year/a garden full of flowers blooming in spring).That day Hongmei wore a bright red woolen sweater I bought for her with public funds from the brigade, and a four-button shirt with a small lapel. Then she stood still and refused to leave.In the field beside us, Leng Dinger ran out of a hare, half yellow and half white, who dared to stare at the roadside with fiery eyes without moving.Hongmei waved her hand at the hare, and it ran a few steps towards the field, then turned back to look at the two of us.Hongmei called: "Aijun, look!" The great rabbit, is it an elf?Guess what it led me to see?I saw that in the field with the rabbit's nest, it was square and square, covering more than two acres. Half of the wheat seedlings had raised their heads, were half a foot tall, and were shiny black, while the other half were three inches tall, half green and half yellow; However, if you look closely at the edge of the field, there is still a field where the wheat seedlings seem to have just emerged from the soil, as if they have not yet awakened from hibernation.I'm a little surprised that the wheat seedlings in a field have three growth styles and seedling colors.Look at the field soil again. On the side of the five-inch-high seedlings, the kela in the field is thin and broken. On the three-inch-high side, the kela is too large and hard. On the side of the hibernating seedlings, it seems that it has just been plowed. (When you encounter a problem, you should carefully analyze it, find out the cause and effect, and grasp the main contradiction or the main clue of the main contradiction, so that you can catch the contradiction, resolve it, and do a good job.) Isn’t this a field?It is obviously a field, and the big field ridges surround these three kinds of seedling fields in a square way.Why are there three kinds of wheat seedlings in one field?Hongmei called out: "Aijun, look at this rabbit!"

(Great rabbit) I took a few steps forward and went to another triangular field. I found that some of the wheat seedlings in the triangular field were just unearthed, and some were already full of green. (Without discovery, there would be no creation, and without creation, the society would just stand still and never move forward.) Hongmei called, "Aijun, where are you going?" I said, "I'm going to take a pee." "How far do you have to go to pee? Are you afraid of me? If you are afraid of me, don't sleep with me tonight." I went to the same wheat field with two or three kinds of seedlings and planted them with my feet. Kicking and kicking the land that is different from each other.When I reached the second field, the great discovery thumped under my feet, and it really appeared like a building rising from the ground: I saw a wooden peg buried a few inches deep in the ground.I bent down and pulled the prong out, and saw three words written on the prong: Wang Baomin.I went to the head of another field where the seedlings were different in color, and picked up another wooden peg, with three words still written on it: Wang Dashun.I dug out six wooden prongs and wooden plaques on that slope, each with a person's name written on it.At this time, my mind exploded, and the light from a skylight shone into my mind, like a red flag inserted into an enemy fortress that had just been captured, a horn blew on a hill, and a lighthouse appeared on the top of a mountain. A vast sea.Hongmei stood beside me in amazement, and she said, "What are you doing?" I stuffed a wooden prong into her hand, and went to another place to pick it up, to prove my thrilling guess and discovery.Hongmei stared at the wooden sign for a while, and suddenly realized what it was like. She threw away the prong, and excitedly went to help me dig it in the field. We found another wooden prog with a name on it. Son.We were like mad dogs digging up food, like hungry chickens digging up dirt, and four wooden prongs came out.Finally, we pulled out a narrow and short wooden prong. We were shocked when we saw the name on it, and the excitement froze on our faces. Hongmei and I knelt on the ground, holding those ordinary things with four hands The wooden prong trembled as if holding pieces of red-hot iron, trembling, and his breathing was blocked by excitement.On the wooden prong was the mayor's name: Wang Zhenhai.At this time, from somewhere along the beam path, there came the muddy and slow sound of hooves and footsteps.Looking up, we saw an old man carrying an old plow and driving a red bull down the beam.Hongmei and I didn’t say anything, she glanced at me, I stepped forward and hugged her, hugged her in my arms and rolled towards the side of the ridge, (mine warfare, hey! mine warfare) like The two of us rolled to the bottom of a two-foot-high ridge and hugged each other tightly.The two tongue tips fought together like a snake's head. After a while, I attacked into her mouth, and after a while, she hit back into my mouth.I sucked her sweet saliva into my mouth and swallowed it, and she asked me to return her saliva as if she had suffered a loss, so I had to return my saliva to her twice through my tongue.The sound of hooves and footsteps getting closer and closer came from the wheat field like stones and clay boards, resting on our heads and our excitement, so that we dare not breathe loudly, dare not talk nonsense, and can only use our hands. The tip of our tongues celebrates our great discoveries and the glorious successes and great victories of our first victories.The cow’s hooves fell on the path full of weeds, like hollow paulownia wood knocking on the soil, it looked so soft and leisurely, quiet and comfortable, the footsteps of the old man were as leisurely and kind as the cow’s hooves, but those sounds came from us. After a long time, Hongmei and I still held our breath and did not dare to move.I bound her lively and flexible tongue like that, letting it lie in my mouth like a sleeping snake.I just lay down on her elastic body like that, let the cow and the old man walk past us, into the Wangjiayu in the sunset, and then I put her tongue back into its hole.We took a long breath and hugged each other under the low cliff on the ridge with the wooden stake with Mayor Wang's name written on it.She said: "The people here dare to distribute the land to each household." I said: "Chairman Mao's talk about the restoration of capitalism is really not alarmist to scare people." The relationship is much more important.” I said, “Put away all these wooden pegs and signs, and get a few more testimonial materials proving that these are supported by Mayor Wang, who dares not let Wang Zhenhai roll down from the position of mayor , whoever has to get off his seat.” Then, the sun creaked and went down, and from the other side of the mountain ridge came the sound of sunset on the west mountain that only people in the mountains and rural gods like me could hear. Chirp. 3. Going to the enemy's rear. We lived in a small courtyard with three clay tile houses that night. Because Hongmei was afraid of lice and fleas, the family just married a new wife just a few years ago. The gate and the couplet on the door of the new house They all have colorfast paper and many characters.When we entered the village, the commune members stared at us in amazement.We also found that the days of heaven are really being lived here—those people who eat early at night bring their rice bowls to the door, and there are still fried buns or white steamed buns in their hands (my ancestors, this is here. In Chenggang town, they can eat all the meals that can only be eaten by families during the Chinese New Year.) They looked at Hongmei and me (mainly Hongmei) as if they were looking at two people who fell from the sky.Her fair skin, black and bright cut hair, her long neck and the red sweater under the neck and a delicate piece of white displayed on the small lapel shirt, and the straight-leg pants that the country people never wear (most of them still wear big clothes) Crotch trousers with thin legs, men fold the crotch and wear a cloth belt, women’s crotch has an opening, the opening is on the right crotch or left crotch, the trousers are regardless of the front or the back, most of them are tied with a red belt).The daughter-in-law and girls' eyes brightened when they saw Hongmei. (They also looked at me.) When the men and boys saw Hongmei, they moved their eyes aside and moved to my body.Then, they stopped eating, and the bowls, chopsticks, and steamed buns were all frozen in their hands.We said that we were cadres engaged in social education (socialist education) from the county to the countryside. When it got dark, we wanted to stay here for a night. ) put the bowl in his hand on a stone, "Then you live in Qiao Degui's house, his child just got married last month, and the new house has a new bed and a new quilt." (What a simple and sincere proletarian feeling.) We will He was led into Qiao Degui's home.As soon as we entered the gate of the courtyard, we saw a red bull tied to a jujube tree and an old plow hanging under the eaves in the courtyard with three parts of the land. The old man who greeted us was the one we met before sunset. The old man (Hongmei stared at me blankly, I gave her a hard look, and she immediately acted as if nothing had happened to me, and followed suit).The noble old man welcomed us into his upper room, and asked his new wife to go down to the kitchen to bake us large scallion pancakes and egg white noodle soup, and let his children clean up the new room.In order to prevent Li Lin from sending someone to inform the branch secretary, Zhao Xiuyu, that some social and educational cadres from the county had arrived in Wangjianyu, we kept talking to Li Lin, making common sense.After he accompanied us to finish the meal, he was still a child of Degui's family and sent his rice bowl back to his home.The moon is about to rise.Dinner is over.We are all a little embarrassed sitting in Degui's house.At the same time, Hongmei was teaching the new daughter-in-law how to knit a sweater with rough wool and rotten thread (my wise Hongmei, my heart, my flesh, my ideal revolutionary partner and woman!) I took out two yuan and handed it to Germany. In the old man's hand, he said it was food money, and it was the food expenses that our social education cadres had to pay to the poor and lower-middle peasants when they went to the countryside.The noble old man returned the money to me angrily: "How many times can you go to Palou Mountain in your life?" I returned the money to him again: "You have to pay it once. This is organizational discipline, and this is the tradition of the party. Miles." The noble old man said: "What discipline is there? You people in the party eat the food of the poor and lower-middle peasants, that is, you eat your own food. How can there be any reason for your own family to pay and collect money?" Hongmei was on the side She chimed in (my soul and my flesh, what a good side drum she played): "Old man Wang, just accept it. If you don't accept it, we will go back to the county party group meeting to review it." I was busy Said: "There are regulations in "Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention". They are all the rules set by Chairman Mao." (This is like a well-rehearsed play.) The noble old man is a little embarrassed with the money .Captain Li Lin was smoking dry cigarettes after dinner. At this time, he knocked the cigarette pot on the sole of his shoe, and said with a final word: "Well, you pay 20 cents for each of you, and you will accept 40 cents for Degui, which is two cents. A cadre paid for the food, and did not violate any regulations. I heard Zhenhai said that he also had to pay for the food when he went to the countryside to eat." Speaking of Wang Zhenhai.Finally it came to Wang Zhenhai.Hongmei’s hands of teaching others to knit sweaters stopped: “Who are you talking about Zhenhai?” Li Lin said: “It’s Mayor Wang, the mayor of Chenggang Town.” I looked a little surprised: “Wang Is the mayor from this village?" Li Lin and the noble old man said in unison with some pride: "His family lives in the third one behind." Hongmei and I were like meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land. In one sentence, I said how familiar we are with Mayor Wang, how much we admire and respect Mayor Wang, and said that I am the secretary of the county organization department, and I only write materials for the county head and county party secretary, and write speeches for the conference; It is said that Hongmei is a correspondent of the Propaganda Department of the county party committee, and she specializes in writing articles for regional and provincial newspapers, that is, the reporter line, which is equivalent to a reporter from the provincial newspaper living in the county. She said that the commendation article she wrote was even published in the "People's Daily" "Well, it was a commune secretary who was commended, and now the commune secretary is the youngest deputy secretary of the county party committee.At this point, the eyes of the production team leader Li Lin, the poor farmer and the noble old man and the newly married young couple all widened under the kerosene lamp, as inconceivable as if two gods and Buddhas suddenly descended on Wang Jianyu.Li Lin, the team leader, said: "My God, you are the people around the county magistrate? You often tell the county magistrate about Zhenhai in our village. He is doing things for the people with his head up." (How like a line! ) Hongmei said: "I went to interview Mayor Wang—an interview is to sit down and chat with others, but Mayor Wang is not the kind of person who likes to be praised by others. When you interview him, he only says good things about others. I don’t even mention myself.” Li Lin, the captain, patted his leg: “Yes, I know him well. We both grew up holding the same pot of urine, but later he became a soldier and made a big fuss. He came back. I have become the mayor again. I know that since he was a child, he has been the kind of person who would give up his benefits to others." I said, "It's the kind of person who is 'not self-interested, but dedicated to benefiting others'. The county party committee has long wanted to establish Let all the cadres in the county learn from such a typical example, but they can’t find such a person.” Li Lin lit another bag of cigarettes: “You give advice to the county magistrate, just like Shu Zhenhai, whose culture is not good enough. Gao, but my heart is full of common people." Hongmei immediately dropped the rough hair and messy thread, took out a pen and notebook (my heart, my love, my body and soul): "What is his deed? A little bit." Li Lin stopped smoking on the edge of his mouth, swallowed as if to say something, and glanced at Degui's family.There was silence.I said: "If you have any inconvenience, don't say it. The situation is complicated now. But you can provide some stories about Mayor Wang's deeds for the sake of the poor and lower-middle peasants. As long as you really think about the people and the masses, you are sincere." For the sake of the party and the people, we will keep our mouths shut when we do something wrong, even if the county magistrate and secretary know about it, not only will they not criticize, but they will also praise and promote them in private.” I glanced at Captain Li Lin, and continued somewhat mysteriously: “ Zhao Qing, the newly promoted deputy secretary of the county party committee, do you know why? He used to be the secretary of the Damiao Commune, and it is said that last year he distributed the land of a brigade to each household, making the village’s average yield per mu reach 450 catties.”

The army and Xia Hongmei have the conditions to carry this burden/They all came from poor peasants and have good nature/Have suffered a lot for their ideals since they were young/Find the evidence of their opponents with deep hatred/Oath to eradicate the enemy/They have experienced many battles during the revolution , Families have been broken and people have died and made many contributions / I believe their hearts are as red as fire, / their ambitions are as strong as steel, / they will definitely be able to defeat the mountain eagle surnamed Wang.This is another well-to-do family, and there are still several rows of corn from last autumn hanging under the eaves.Captain Li Lin showed us the inexhaustible harvest of grain under the eaves, and then led us to a hut to see several cylinders of wheat and soybeans hoarded by the owner.We walked into the house, and the smell of rotten food almost drowned us like a flood.But I said, "Is there enough food?" The owner smiled and said, "You can't finish it even if you kill yourself." Hongmei said, "Do you think it's better to distribute the land to yourself, or to plant it collectively?" The owner looked at the captain. .The team leader said, "Let's talk, they are all good people. Say what you have to say." The homeowner said, "Thanks to Mayor Wang. Of course it's better for me." I said, "For the sake of Mayor Wang, would you like Write a document about the situation of the land division for us to take back?" The homeowner said, "I am willing, but I can't read." The team leader looked at Hongmei: "You write, and let him press his fingerprints." Hongmei wrote it.We went to several houses and made a lot of testimonial materials. When we finally went to the old man Wang Degui's house, the sky was already full of stars and moon, and the ground was like frost.I didn't expect the night party in Palou Mountain to be so quiet, and the sound of our footsteps was as clear and loud as broken bamboo poles.We could see a village on the mountain ridge opposite Wangjiayu swinging like a shadow of a tree on the half slope, and the dog barking from there swayed over the ditch ridge and drifted over our heads.Hongmei said, "What kind of village is that?" The captain said, "Zhaojiawa, Party Secretary Xiuyu's family lives in that village." We remembered the relationship between Zhao Xiuyu and Mayor Wang.We originally came here to capture the relationship between men and women, but the ever-changing revolutionary situation, complexity contains simplicity, and simplicity contains complexity; chance breeds necessity, and necessity contains chance.These philosophical relationships, these theories of contradiction and relativity allow us to learn and apply them in our work, and combine them with the realities of the time and place, so that we can grasp the more important contradictions and clues, and transform the main contradictions in our original assumptions. It's a secondary contradiction.After we grasp the main contradiction, we neglect (temporarily forget) the secondary contradiction.Now, the principal contradiction has basically been resolved, and the secondary contradiction has risen to become the principal contradiction.I said, "Captain Li, the land is distributed to each household. Mayor Wang is the supporter and Zhao Xiuyu is the implementer. Isn't Mayor Wang afraid that Zhao Xiuyu will betray him one day?" The captain said, "Why? Xiuyu Not only the branch secretary, but also Mayor Wang's cousin. She is the eldest daughter of Mayor Wang's aunt's family, why would she betray her cousin?" The moon was pasted on the sky like a damp circle of white paper, and on the ground at the head of the village There was a rustling sound in the shadow of the tree.In the middle of the night in this strange and quiet mountain range, we heard the creaking and growing wheat seedlings in the private plots that have been distributed to each household, and we also heard the team leader’s voice expressing our surprise and disbelief at the lack of familiarity with the social relations in the mountainous area. untie.He said: "Mountain people are the most concerned about character. Zhenhai raised his head and divided the land for the hundreds of people in Wangjiayu to live a good life with enough food and clothing. Who would sue him against his conscience? ?” (That’s right! Only when we come from the masses and go to the masses will we understand all this. The masses are the real heroes, and the masses are the driving force for creating history.) Let’s go back to the home of the old man Degui, Degui The old man's family is still awake, they are all waiting for us.As soon as we walked into the courtyard, the noble old man came out with his hand covering an oil lamp and said to me: "You and my baby slept in the west room of the upper room, and that was also a new quilt; let my daughter-in-law sleep with her." In the new house, they are all young people." Hongmei and I were stunned, how much we need to celebrate by sleeping naked on the same bed, kissing, hugging, stroking, and crazy O our great success!How much we need to hug each other tightly and plot our next revolutionary action in the same bed!I looked at Hongmei, and saw that under the light of the moonlight, there was a fire in her eyes flickering, and my eyes were burned by her fire at the moment. We just looked at each other lightly, and we understood each other, and our blood flowed. We were connected (this is love, great revolutionary love and desire), so I said to the old man of Degui: "You can sleep whatever you want. We are not an old couple, but we have been married for several years." The captain and Degui The expensive old man's eyes widened: "You two are married?" Hongmei blushed: "We haven't been married for a few years." The captain called: "Why didn't you say it earlier." He turned to look at the old man Degui and said: "Let The baby and his wife slept in the upper room, and let the two cadres sleep in the new room." Everything was arranged like this, and everything was a success.Our raking trip, our trip to the enemy's rear this time, was like a play, not only did we have all the inside information and evidence of the enemy, but also Hongmei and I were on the real wedding bed for the first time in our lives. first night.What a bewitching night it was. 4 Go to the enemy's rear, go to the enemy's rear, and wipe out the devils. Brothers and peasants, we are a family, but we are rooted, and we are all suffering people. The houses we built, the grain we planted, the compradors and compradors have black hearts and exploited us to the enemy's rear. Go and wipe out the devils Follow the Communist Party to take up knives and guns to fight against the day has come to the front There is dawn and the big knife cuts off the heads of the devils We beg for liberation Take one down, capture one and capture it A few American guns