Chapter 9 Nine

Three hundred men, digging trenches, building fortifications: these three sentences uploaded from Mayor Zhao's lobby, when Wang Baochang and Xie Linfu, the giant of the chamber of commerce, were still sneering under Mayor Zhao's hospitality, it was already In the streets and alleys, countless sons, grandchildren and gray grandchildren with strange shapes have emerged.Men climbed into their respective beds with heavy hearts, and in their sleep they let out their wrath, curses, and howls. Early the next morning, the five or six teahouses in the town were doing very well.In addition to the frequent tea guests, there were also some people who wanted to hear the news, and those who thought they would be unhappy if they got important news and didn't announce it, all of them chose these five or six informal civic venues by coincidence.

In the middle of the street, in the old teahouse named "Yuyuan", someone is "publishing" amazing "news"-in fact, this can only be called "conjecture" or "discussion", but when there is no real news, Especially in this small town, "conjecture" is often upgraded to "news", and even "discussion" will be disguised as "news" by its publishers to be heard.Now the hero in the private seat of "Yuyuan" is one of the "hearts" in the town, nicknamed "Fried Hozen", so what comes out of his mouth, whether it is "conjecture" or "argument", All worthy of attention.

"Fried hozen" concluded that the town would turn into a battlefield.He got "reliable news" that the Japanese emperor used the clever tricks of the "Military Advisor" and "Guan Weiwen" to calculate that he would enter Shanghai on the Mid-Autumn Festival in August and Nanjing on the Chongyang Festival in September. set". Therefore, the big cities and small towns along the two railways are unavoidable to be destroyed by swordsmen. "The Japanese devils first sent planes to bomb them," opened their bell-like eyes wide, and "Fried Hozen" scanned the audience around him, raising his voice with a full-bodied voice. "Blow you into a dizzy head, and then the armored car, rumbling, overwhelming! The armored car, from Shanghai to this town, will arrive at half an hour. Soldier against soldier, will be against general, and the armored vehicle must be blocked by the armored vehicle! Hundred soldiers, dig a few ditches, isn't that because the mutton has not been eaten to cause trouble?"

The tea drinkers were all horrified.A young businessman asked, "Since armored vehicles are so powerful, why have they been fighting in Shanghai for many days, turning around, or at Yunzaobang or Bazi Bridge?" "Fried hozen" quickly looked for this guy who dared to express dissent, but there were so many people, how could he find it?He had no choice but to snort, and said to everyone: "I told you just now, the Japanese military adviser has decided to enter Shanghai in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and when the time comes, they will come naturally!" Suddenly there was another mellow and pleasant voice, almost right behind the head of "Fried Hozen", and said these words:

"It's all nonsense! Last night, his soul flew to Tokyo, Japan, where he saw some military adviser, and heard something about August Mid-Autumn Festival and September Double Ninth Festival!" "Fried hozen" immediately changed his expression.Who is this, dare to contradict him like this in the public.The tea guests also looked at each other in astonishment, and the timid ones sneaked away quickly. "Fried Hozen" raised his copper bell eyes, and turned his face to look. Behind him, there was a pillar and a small tea table, and there were two young people sitting opposite him. One of them had a square face and long eyebrows. Elegant, with a pair of lively eyes shining brightly, looking at "Fried Hozen" provocatively, obviously saying: "I scolded you, what?"

"Fried Hozen"'s complexion changed again, and the raised copper bell eyes also moved down and shrunk.He knew this young man in his twenties as Xie Jisheng, the second young master of the town's chamber of commerce tycoon Xie Linfu.The other one who was with Xie Jisheng, "Fried Hozen" only knew that he was the young master of Mayor Zhao, but he didn't know his name. "Hey, children are not sensible." Talking to himself to ridicule, "Fried Hozen" turned his face, looked at a white dog that was scrambling between the legs of the tea guests, and suddenly shouted: "Bastard!" What are you trying to do! The days of your early life are still a little farther away!"

On the table over there, Zhao Kejiu suddenly changed his face, reached out and patted the table, and was about to have an attack.But Xie Jisheng gave him a wink, and at the same time raised his head and said to the tea guests with a smile: "That's right, the Japanese devils have decided that the Mid-Autumn Festival will come in August, and the day when traitors and lackeys come out is really a little early!" "Fried Hozen"'s complexion changed for the third time, this time turning livid, but sharp-eyed people could see that there was some embarrassment under the livid.A "good look" seems inevitable.Fortunately, at this juncture, a middle-aged man who monopolizes the chair made a long tone and started a discussion.

"Everyone has their own set of rumors. In my opinion, Japanese devils will not come to this small place. The army comes to stay for a few days, dig trenches, that's all. A wharf, even if it is passing by, will make a lot of noise, as if it is serious...." He smiled, turned his face to look around, and continued: "It's not the first time digging trenches in the town! Everyone still remembers that last summer, dozens of soldiers also came. The gimmick was not small. Three or four trenches were dug on the side of the train station. The snow-white wind and fire walls in the town It was coated with kiln coal, and bamboo sheds were set up along the river to cover half of the river surface, and they were called pumpkins and loofahs. What are they doing? It is said that the team passed under the melon sheds in small boats, and Japanese planes could not see them. Where are you going! Haha, tomorrow I may think of pumpkins and loofahs again. It’s easy to build a bamboo shed, but pumpkins and loofahs can’t be grown in a day or two!”

The tea guests also laughed. The tension between "Fried Hozen" and Xie Jisheng unknowingly relaxed. However, the nervousness caused by Sanbaizi and the fortification, as well as all kinds of bizarre rumors, gradually calmed down after ten o'clock in the morning.In the streets and alleys, people are scrambling to spread the real news: the chamber of commerce is in a meeting.People closed their eyes secretly again, and quietly told their closest friends: "What kind of fortification! This is their fortification!" As they spoke, they formed a circle with their index fingers and thumbs and waved them in front of each other's eyes.

"Really?" The other party asked with his mouth wide open. "Why isn't it true! It's from the Wanchang Oil and Salt Grocery Account." The other party then nodded again and again: "Oh, oh, this is nine points out of ten!" At twelve o'clock, people's hearts are almost settled.The most active young women in the town also found out the inside story of the incident from Mayor Zhao's house.Of course, this is what Xu's young lady said without saying a word while breastfeeding Xiaoying behind her mother-in-law's face.Mrs. Pu Zhai was not so forthright, she kept saying one thing over and over again: "The mayor's house doesn't have a cornucopia!"

The interior of the Chamber of Commerce is not as peaceful as the street.About a dozen people participated in the discussion of this important event, and it took an hour for them to arrive.The Chamber of Commerce is located in Guandi Temple, where the town hall is located.The "meeting table" made up of two Eight Immortals tables was temporarily covered with a white cloth.I don't know when and what month this ceremony was established. If the two Eight Immortals tables are not put together and covered with a white cloth, the meeting will not be formal enough.Xie Linfu, who had always been used to being the chairman, was humbled again and again this time, and finally elected Mayor Zhao publicly, which took another ten minutes.The meeting was like a ceremony, and a dispute broke out immediately, and the central point was the apportionment method.More than a dozen people sat in front of the so-called "meeting table" covered with white cloth for seven or eight minutes. The "discussion table" was held, and the debate was inconclusive, and they sat in groups and whispered to each other; after repeated this several times, finally Wang Baochang's proposition was unanimously supported: adjourn the meeting for dinner, and discuss it later in the afternoon. The two Eight Immortals tables were separated again and became a dining table. .The host is the town hall, so the food and drinks are of course inconvenient.The problems that could not be solved when the two Eight Immortals Tables were put together were finally solved when they were separated and there was no white cloth to cover them.Everyone agrees: the money will be paid in advance by the chamber of commerce, the town hall will be responsible for the repayment, and the apportionment issue will be cancelled. Xie Linfu went home and took a nap.During this period, the calm heart suddenly fluctuated again.About two platoons of soldiers actually dug two trenches about ten feet long and three feet deep near the train station.When the news reached Xie Linfu's ears, he thought, "Did the superiors really order them to build fortifications?" His heart also began to lose his peace. When the sun was setting, there was a rumbling sound in the air.People saw planes smaller than dragonflies passing through the thin clouds, but they didn't know how many they were, and they didn't know whether they belonged to the enemy or their own.But Tu Wu, the apprentice of "Fried Hozen", insisted that it was an enemy plane——he said that he recognized the voice immediately after hearing the voice.He was yelling all over the street. This night, shadows of suspicion and fear also invaded several deep courtyard houses in the town.Zhao Puzhai's family also had a small dispute, and five people had four different opinions; As a result, Young Mistress Xu went to bed early with tears in her eyes. In such an atmosphere of confusion, people passed another day.During this day, there was no movement at the National Elementary School and the Earth Temple.The two newly dug trenches near the station are no longer noticeable like the old ones that are more than a year old.There were two policemen in the town (they were dispatched from the branch office at the station), and on this day they suddenly changed into brand new uniforms.In the afternoon, there was also the sound of planes flying across the sky from west to east. It was said that they were indeed enemy planes, but they were just passing by. People only took it as conversation material.Most of the refugees who were driven to the streets the day before yesterday left this small town to continue their exile, and a small number of sick people were temporarily placed in the warehouse of a long-closed rice store. Only the person who was captured as a traitor when the team first arrived was still in custody. Everything has almost returned to normal, and people's hearts are almost numb under the heavy pressure, but suddenly there is a new stimulus. When the lights were about to be turned on, a young man with a thin face unexpectedly appeared in the hall of the Zhao Mansion with two people who were only in their twenties.An official matter was in Zhao Puzhai's hands, and the three uninvited guests looked around in the hall, gesticulating, and muttering words that they didn't quite understand. Zhao Puzhai frowned when he saw the official affairs; then he looked at the young man, with military uniform and slanted belt, he looked like an officer. "Of course there is no problem?" the young man asked. Zhao Puzhai hesitated for a while, and then said hesitantly: "It's too short and inconvenient to give up." But he asked again: "Which two of the three are you? Are you here?" "I'm Section Chief Qian," the young man introduced himself, pointing to his companion, "it's these two lesbians who want to disturb the house." Zhao Puzhai looked at those two carefully, and they were indeed women.Also wearing a military uniform, the two breast pockets are bulging high, and a lock of hair is still exposed under the military cap. "Oh, oh," Zhao Puzhai said with a sigh of relief, "I obey, do it!" This novelty soon spread throughout the town again.Zhao Kejiu and Kefen heard it from Xie Jisheng, and rushed home. The two lesbians had already been settled in a back room above the living room.The two little bedrolls occupied the tall and wide old-fashioned wooden bed that Kejiu's grandmother had used.Xu's young lady directed the maid to help in one way or another. This back room was originally a pile of old and broken things.Although the big wooden bed and the long and narrow strip in front of the bed have been cleaned out, it is only enough for two or three people to sit on their knees.Zhao Kejiu and Kefen saw that they were busy cleaning up, so they only opened a picture at the door and left.Ever since the two brothers and sisters encountered a big problem at the national elementary school that night, they felt a little alienated when they saw people in military uniforms. But Young Mistress Xu is very enthusiastic.According to Mrs. Pu Zhai, the two "men are not like men, and women are not like women" should be settled in the empty hall; but those two are unwilling.Mrs. Pu Zhai declared that she didn't care, so Mrs. Xu came up with this back room.She didn't know why, but she became interested in these two "men don't look like men, women don't look like women" characters.She felt that these two young girls were mysterious and ordinary, sophisticated and innocent.Of course, there was another reason for her excitement: since she came to the Zhao family as a daughter-in-law at the age of eighteen, it was the first time in five or six years that she was put in the position of a housewife and showed her face today.For the first time, she got the chance to display her talent.It was getting late, and she was still reluctant to leave the back room.She was very thoughtful about the trivial matters in the daily life of the two guests.She told them: Open the window on the right side of the big wooden bed, and you will be called like the maid sleeping in the lower room.She laughed again and said: "Our Ahua will bully strangers. The two ladies will ask for some washing water tomorrow morning, so don't go downstairs by yourself; Ahua sleeps at the foot of the stairs, and if you don't guard against it, it will bark to scare you One jump. Whatever the two ladies want, just order the old lady. Don't be polite!" "Oh, thank you," said the tall, oval-faced, older guest, also chuckling softly. "But you're welcome. You can call me Xiaotao. She's Xiaolu." Xiao Lu was sorting out her odds and ends, and asked boldly, "Who is Ah Hua? Is it that little girl? " Xiao Liang, who was leaning on Young Mistress Xu, laughed.Xu's young lady hurriedly said, "Ah Hua is a dog in our family." Xiao Tao also smiled, looked at Xiao Liang, and asked again: "This little brother is your—" "My eldest child." Mrs. Xu replied softly. "Oh!" Xiao Tao seemed surprised.Xiao Lu dropped the things in his hand, ran to Young Mistress Xu, took her hand childishly, looked at her face, shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't believe it! Look at you, it's nothing but Eighteen or nineteen years old. How small and exquisite you are, at most twenty kilograms!" Miss Xu's face blushed, showing two rows of white teeth, and she smiled embarrassingly; but she sighed and said in a low voice: "Are you still calling me tender, shameless!" She slowly stood up and turned to The two said goodbye, took Xiaoliang's hand, walked to the door, turned their backs and said to Xiaotao and Xiaolu again: "If there is anything in the night, just knock on this wall twice, and my room is right in front." Back in her own room, she looked at Xiaoying who was sleeping sweetly, and then sent Xiaoliang to sleep too. Mrs. Xu put on a short jacket and sat alone in front of the dressing table, with her head on her hands, lost in thought for a long time .She wanted to write to her husband, telling him: people in the town are uneasy,... I heard that someone has packed up the belongings and is preparing to flee... But everyone in the family has different opinions... Now it is a day-to-day delay.She had so much on her mind that she couldn't write.She suddenly thought of her distant brother who lived in Suzhou, the only relative in her natal family. "It's a pity that it's too far away, and it's inconvenient to come here," Mrs. Xu thought about it, and felt hopeless, "Even if I came, I couldn't discuss a solution with him." She turned to look at the two people on the bed, one big and one small. The child sighed heavily, and comforted himself with "resignation to fate". However, maybe she was unexpectedly too excited today, and it took a long time to fall asleep after lying on the bed. In the morning of the next day, people came and went in the hall of the Zhao Mansion noisily, which immediately changed the appearance of the hall which had not been touched for half a century.The French windows are all open straight.Two or three square tables were arranged in a long row by the window, and a few chairs were placed outside.Section Chief Qian personally led a staff member and two orderlies, together with Xiao Tao and Xiao Lu, completed the arrangement.Section Chief Qian was very serious about his work. For a while, he ordered the orderly soldiers to cut the red and green foreign paper into small strips, and then he found that the pen and ink were not enough, and shouted loudly.It turns out that they are going to do a little "public work"!According to the planned plan, one hundred slogans will be written, and the same two posters will be written, and the residents of the town will be mobilized to pay tribute to the team and express their condolences.Of course, the consolation is best in the form of goods, but the "plan" also includes a "non-material" "welcome consolation meeting".In this way, the lobby of the Zhao Mansion became a temporary office for political workers below Section Chief Qian. Zhao Kejiu and Kefen were also "mobilized" to help.Section Chief Qian personally picked up a bucket pen, and when he was full of ink, he hurriedly wrote four slogans and handed them over to everyone to copy.The four slogans are: military first wartime as usual obey government orders If you have money, give money, and if you have strength, you can contribute! Zhao Kefen was assigned to copy the poster with Xiao Lu.Section Chief Qian took out the drafts of three articles from his pocket, gave some instructions, and hurried away with the section staff and an orderly. Twenty-five copies of each of the four slogans were copied.Zhao Kejiu wrote the 23rd "Wartime as usual", stopped writing, looked at Xiaotao and asked: "Just these four items, isn't that too little?" Xiao Tao kept swiping his pen, and replied in a low voice, "Only these four hairs are left on the top." "Can't we add one ourselves?" "I'm afraid not." "It's absolutely impossible!" Xiao Lu who was scribbling over there interrupted. Zhao Kefen had already written half of the poster, but two-thirds of the article handed in by Section Chief Qian had already been used up, and the remaining one happened to be very short, only three or four hundred words, and no matter what, it couldn't fill the half of the paper.Kefen advocated rewriting, but Xiao Lu said with experience: "Rewriting will waste time. See how many gaps there are, and fill in the four slogans once, and it will be enough?" Outside the hall, the shadows of the trees in the yard gradually turned and straightened, and two or three cicadas crawling on the high branches sang one after another, sending melodious and sad songs.Inside the lobby, the finishing touches were also done on the banners and posters. Zhao Kejiu stretched happily, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and read the poster vigorously.The three articles are of course very high-sounding, and they are clear and clear-the three articles together have about 2,000 words, but the highlight can be included in three sentences: The government has a way for everything, and the government is responsible for everything. Do everything in your power to obey orders.It's very straightforward, but it's also very hollow, but Zhao Kejiu's mind is also used to carelessness, so he has no reason to be dissatisfied. "In the Yuyuan Teahouse, you should put up a poster," Zhao Kejiu contributed his opinion, "Let's go, I'll help you put up the slogans, I'll do my best!" Four of them held banners and posters, and the orderly followed behind with a bucket of paste in one hand and a brown brush in the other.They worked from the east end of the straight street to the west end, attracting a large number of children and some citizens who were concerned about the war, but at the same time attracted a large number of flies.Within a few minutes after the slogan was posted, the flies would call their friends and crawl around the red or green paper, sucking the juice that oozes from the edge of the paper. It was near the National Primary School again.According to the original plan, one of the posters was to be posted at the entrance of an alley, facing the two sentinels diagonally.There were still four slogans left, so they were "solved on the spot".After the meritorious deeds were completed, Xiaotao, Xiaolu, and the orderly parted ways with the Zhao brothers and sisters.The three went to the National Elementary School to find the Section Chief Qian to report the completion of the task, and the Zhao brothers and sisters walked back, admiring the red and green paper slogans bordered with flies in black. In front of the gate of Yuyuan, a bunch of people were crowded. "Hey, the poster has worked!" Zhao Kejiu thought so, very happy.He dragged Kefen into the crowd, intending to listen to people's comments on the poster.The poster is posted high on the wall. There are many people here, and there are not many voices talking. People's eyes are not on the poster. They are all on the dejected countryman who is stuck on the wall. . "Ah! This is Platoon Leader Sun!" Kefen whispered in her brother's ear. Zhao Kejiu also saw it: in front of the countrymen, standing sideways opposite each other, one is Platoon Leader Sun, and the other is "fried hozen".Next to Platoon Leader Sun are two soldiers. "That's not it!" said the triumphant "Fried Hozen" coldly. "If you can't come up with testimony, it's a false accusation. If you're a traitor and you're caught, huh, but you're accusing a good person again, that's an added crime! And someone must have ordered it!" He put his head next to Platoon Commander Sun's ear, Added another sentence, "I think this guy must still be a Communist Party!" Plato Leader Sun's thick eyebrows twitched, his round eyes slid over to look at the countryman, and then slid back to look at the "fried hozen", his wide mouth was tightly closed, noncommittal. The countryman, with his back against the wall, was silent and expressionless. "What's going on?" Zhao Kejiu couldn't help asking softly. Platoon Leader Sun turned his face, a pair of round eyes slipped a circle on Kejiu and Kefen, and recognized that they were the mayor's young master and young lady, so he replied: "A traitor was caught by the brothers on the spot." ; one is suspected of instigating the crime, but has no witness." "Oh, what kind of traitorous behavior?" Zhao Kejiu asked again. "Fried hozen" heard Platoon Leader Sun say that he was "suspected of ordering", so he shouted angrily: "What? Do you believe his nonsense?" Platoon Leader Sun ignored the "fried hozen", but replied to Zhao Kejiu: "Didn't an enemy plane pass through the border yesterday? The brothers found a big white cloth on the graveyard on the other side of the river. This is not to indicate to the enemy plane what the target is." Today we found out that the white cloth was placed by him," Platoon Leader Sun pointed back at the countryman, "he is not bad. But he said that he was afraid that enemy planes would blow up his ancestral grave, so someone instructed him to put a white cloth. The enemy plane will not lay eggs, he believed it, he was fooled!" When Platoon Leader Sun said these words, "Fried Hozen" sneered repeatedly; when Platoon Leader Sun finished speaking, "Fried Hozen" raised his face and laughed loudly, and addressed the crowd watching the excitement like a speech. said: "Listen, everyone, what about protecting the ancestral graves? Is there such a fool? Besides, I am in the town and he is in the country. The river water can't touch the well water. How can you insist that I ordered it? Isn't that a ghost?" "Flies don't cling to flawless eggs," Platoon Leader Sun said impatiently, "I was ordered to handle it. Whether it's your business or not, I'd like to invite you to the company headquarters. Stop talking nonsense. , let's go!" The surrounding people stepped back one after another to make way.Platoon Leader Sun also raised his hands to pay tribute to Zhao Kejiu's brother and sister, and left with the "fried hozen" and the countryman.At this moment, there were various discussions in the crowd, some said that the countryman was too stupid, but most people felt happy to see that "fried hozen" was also taken away. Zhao Kejiu was also the one who felt happy.Kefen was worried that the countryman would suffer in the end.The two of them chatted and said that they arrived at the Wanchang ship early, found Xie Jisheng, told him to hold a "comfort meeting", and asked him for help; Xie Jisheng agreed immediately. Around three o'clock in the afternoon, the "popular work" launched by Section Chief Qian was going on in a row, like a wheelbarrow on a gravel road near the train station.In the Guandi Temple where the town hall and chamber of commerce are located, Zhao Puzhai, Xie Linfu, Wang Baochang, and other qualified figures in the town, there were as many as two dozen, sitting in the "meeting table" covered with white cloth by putting together the two Eight Immortals tables "around.Zhao Puzhai announced the purpose of the meeting: specific measures to comfort the soldiers of the Anti-Japanese War.He carefully recited the set of words dictated by section chief Qian word for word, and worked so hard that he was literally sweating. On the other hand, in the hall of Mayor Zhao, the preparatory meeting for the "Condolence Conference" was presided over by Section Chief Qian himself, and it also started enthusiastically.The preparations here are mainly "spiritual comfort", which belongs to the category of "contribution".Section Chief Qian said: There are not many staff members in the Political Training Office, and there are no more than four or five people who come to this town, including "himself". Therefore, the program of the condolence meeting is bound to rely on local enthusiastic activists .As a result, Zhao Kejiu and Xie Jisheng's responsibilities were extremely heavy, and they spoke enthusiastically.However, the form is not unavoidable.Mrs. Xu and Xiaoliang also appeared on this "solemn" occasion as observers, and Mrs. Xu still held Xiaoying in her arms. As usual, the meetings in the Guandi Temple were relaxed and tense.Now they have also entered the stage of discussion.What they discussed was mainly "material comfort", which, as one participant put it bluntly, meant digging out of everyone's pockets;All the two dozen people present complained and sighed, making the atmosphere of the venue very miserable.The so-called resourceful Xie Linfu had to find ways to reduce the burden for himself, but also had to plan how to take into account the interests of his "colleagues" and transfer the greatest part (or almost all) of the burden to the residents of the town who were not qualified to come to Guandi Temple to hear about this important event ;He didn't speak much, but his brain didn't stop spinning for a second.He was also sweating. At this time, there was also a number problem in the hall of the Zhao Mansion, but the mood here was still relaxed and happy.They were discussing how many entertainment programs should there be in the "comfort party".In principle, of course, the more the better, no one objected.Zhao Kejiu has a decisive temper and advocates at least ten programs; Kefen likes to be lively and supports her brother's idea.Xie Jisheng, who was more practical, objected: "You can also do the math. Is there anyone in charge? How much are you brothers and sisters in charge of?" Regarding "entertainment", Zhao Kejiu really knows nothing, except football; however, even if there is a football performance in the "comfort party", Zhao Kejiu is not enough.But he is not willing to admit defeat, and he also has his "estimation".He said: "Two female comrades, two for each; the remaining six, the teachers and students of the national elementary school can take care of it." "No, no," Xiao Lu immediately declared, "Xiao Tao and I can only be one!" "The strength of the National Primary School," Xie Jisheng said calmly, "I know better than you. Of the five female teachers, three are from the city, and they have already gone home. The remaining two, join us. Half of the program is also reluctant. What about the half of the program? Of course it is the responsibility of the male teachers. Except for the famous camel male, there are really two male teachers." "But there are still students." Zhao Kejiu still insisted on his proposition. "But the so-called program, I'm sorry to be too perfunctory. If a primary school student sings a song on stage, it counts as a program, let alone ten, a hundred is easy!" Now Zhao Kejiu had no choice but to keep silent.What failed him was not Xie Jisheng's aggressive rhetoric, but his own ignorance of the inside story of the National Primary School.Section Chief Qian, who was sitting high in the chairmanship, was about to exercise the "privilege of making the final decision", when suddenly the young lady from the Xu family who was watching couldn't help but speak: "Sister Fen can have two. One is for singing and the other is for dancing." "What, what?" Kefen looked around in embarrassment, "I don't know how to dance! Oh, sister-in-law, I forgot about you!" Kefen smiled, and as soon as he turned around, he dragged Mrs. Xu to the front of the conference table, "Who doesn't know that you are the leader of the Tiancizhuang choir!" Section Chief Qian and the two lesbians turned their eyes to Mrs. Xu.Xie Jisheng also looked at her and nodded and smiled.Xie Jisheng also studied in a church school in Suzhou, so he knew that Kefen's words were not a joke. "Can you agree?" He looked at Young Mistress Xu and said softly. Although Young Mistress Xu was caught by Kefen unexpectedly, she didn't panic.She smiled and replied generously: "I haven't sung for five or six years, how can I do it? I've forgotten all about it!" Section Chief Qian felt that the discussion should be terminated and this "technical problem" should be ended as soon as possible; he decided with confidence that there would be eight recreational activities, and everyone should "do their best" to make up the number. The group in the Guandi Temple has also turned from depression to happiness now, and everyone is talking and laughing.Not only did they unanimously decide on a rather decent amount, but they also made the method of raising it quite grandiose.The back of Zhao Puzhai's silk gown was soaked to a large extent.Xie Linfu soaked up his sweat with a handkerchief, and his head and face were still covered with pearls. The rest of you were also sweating.But the sweat was not in vain, and your purses remained intact—at least nearly so. At this time, the national elementary school is not lonely.Adjutant Zhou, who had just returned from his graduation in Shanghai, was talking with the two company commanders Liu Liang about the result of his meeting with the regiment commander.Only ten steps away from the room where they were talking, in the small room that used to be the school office, the country guy who had been cheated by "fried hozen" was begging Platoon Leader Sun bitterly. Adjutant Zhou beamed and talked about eating, drinking and playing in Shanghai.This guy who grew up in a mountain village in Southwest China is not a complete old man. He has lived in Hankou, and this time he has been to Nanjing, Wuxi, and Suzhou. However, his eyesight is good after all, and he concluded that Shanghai is the number one place in China. . "Just that little bit of boldness will make you feel at ease," Adjutant Zhou suddenly became solemn. "There are piles of comfort items, needless to say; bread, biscuits, canned food, towels, everything. One day, I don't know where A reporter from the family newspaper visited the division headquarters, and the division commander casually said that there was a shortage of bicycles on the front line. The reporter went back and published this sentence in the newspaper. " "Cough, cough, this is called people's heart!" Liu Lianchang, who was of medium build and square face, said, obviously he was moved. "This is how it's fun to fight!" Company Commander Liang also sighed, looking at the heavy and drooping flesh on Adjutant Zhou's face, he thought in his heart: Of course the adjutants prefer places like Shanghai, which is rich in oil and water.While thinking this way, he shouted jokingly: "Adjutant Zhou, you have gained a few kilograms again! Shanghai really lives up to its reputation, a great place!" "Where, where!" Adjutant Zhou didn't realize the meaning of ridicule in these words, but he was full of humility. "Hey, Company Commander Liang, the advantage of Shanghai is that it has everything! Now because of the war, the entertainment venues for ordinary people have been closed, and many large playgrounds have been converted into refugee shelters, but they are played in semi-secret There are plenty of places! I’m so happy, I’m really..." He let out a giggling laugh uncontrollably, and couldn’t speak any more, a three-inch long saliva was hanging from the corner of his fat mouth. Lien-chang Liu frowned, as if he couldn't understand such a weird look. "Hey, there are really beautiful ones!" Adjutant Zhou barely suppressed his laughter, squinted, ghostly, and lowered his voice, and continued. "Hey, Lieutenant Liu, if you see me, I'm afraid you won't care about your wife's love! They are ten thousand times more beautiful than those two that the Wuxi county magistrate called for a treat!" "This fat man is talking crazy again!" Company Commander Liang slapped his thigh with a smile, stood up, looked back at Adjutant Zhou, and laughed again. "Report!" The sound from the door startled all three of them. Platoon Leader Sun stood outside the threshold, standing upright with his chest upright, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.Company Commander Liang asked impatiently, "What's the matter?" "Report to the company commander, the countryman arrested in the morning, a suspected traitor, please ask for instructions on how to deal with it. He said he can find a bail." "Hey! It's a traitor again!" Adjutant Zhou shook his head and sighed, "Just go to the Military Law Office." "Then it's better to shoot him on the spot!" Liu Lianchang said coldly. Liang Lianchang glanced at his companions, and then remembered that when Wang Baochang came to release the "fried hozen" on bail, Liu Lianchang did not advocate the release; The company commanders disagreed, so although "Fried Hozen" was finally released, the countryman hadn't been sent to the Military Law Office and was still waiting to be released. "Put it up and do it later!" Company Commander Liang gave such an order to Platoon Leader Sun outside the door, then turned his face and smiled again, as if to show his impartiality, and said to Company Commander Liu and Adjutant Zhou: "Obviously I know that country bumpkin is a fool, and he fell into the trap of others." , but he has real evidence. Then we have to imprison him for a few days." Company Commander Liu changed the subject and asked Adjutant Zhou, "What did the regiment commander say? How long will our two companies be here on standby?" Adjutant Zhou made a grimace, and replied in a strong nasal voice: "The head of the regiment is also on standby! But he is staying in Shanghai, which is different from us!"