Chapter 15 fifteen

Dr. Mo came out of the "No. X Refugee Shelter" with a very heavy heart.The food stalls in front of the gate of the shelter were in the morning market at this time, and the greasy smell and the tune of hawking made a mess, luring the refugees behind the iron gate to do everything possible to beg, hoping that the hawkers who had a prosperous business would make a fortune Mercy, give a little leftovers or bones for free.At this time, Dr. Mo would often advise the refugees not to be greedy, because the food on the stalls was too unhygienic; but today, as if he was deaf and blind, he walked out of the iron gate with his head down, and entered the deep positions of the vendors. .

He just kept his head down and hurried away, almost knocking down a shriveled old man squatting on the ground drinking sugar porridge.A bowl of hot sugar porridge spilled over half of the bowl, and covered the old man's hands. The old man didn't care about the pain in his hands, and while holding the half bowl of porridge tightly, he grabbed the corner of Dr. Mo's clothes, and the tear was just right. scold. Only then did Dr. Mo wake up from his contemplation.He looked around blankly, not understanding what happened; but the old man recognized Dr. Mo, so he let go of his hand and said coyly, "Ah, Dr. Mo, it's you! You old man is busy...

Ah, you help the poor! " Dr. Mo smiled bitterly, but continued walking without opening his mouth.At the same time, he continued his depressing thinking: "Helping the poor... Who is this old man? Has he ever been helped by me? The refugees in the shelter also think that I am a good person, but what benefits have I given them?... I, time and spirit, can all be sacrificed, this is my help, but what is the use without medicine?... The woman with a fever, and the two swollen upstairs, all need injections... But, Upstairs and downstairs, there are five or six people suffering from dysentery, and they must have specific medicines... I don't open a pharmacy,..." Suddenly he stopped and looked back bewilderedly, only to see that the old man was still holding the porridge Wan was talking about something with others; then, as if someone had reminded him, Dr. Mo suddenly remembered that he seemed to have knocked over something just now, and the old man had suffered a loss.He felt that he should go back and ask the old man, but he still walked forward, and after a moment's interruption of thinking, a new wave broke out: "The branches and branches are not the answer... I will pay for it, and it will be calculated." At present, this is still affordable, but a person's strength is limited, and he can't take care of there..." Gradually, a smile passed the corner of his mouth, and his eyes brightened, as if he had found something in the thorn bushes. Road.

At this moment, he had broken through the deep positions of the vendors, and two narrow streets on the left and one on the right lay in front of him, and some idlers were lazily cruising around.Dr. Mo strolled away, his thoughts were rushing, and his pace was getting faster and faster; "It is my duty to see a doctor, but what's the use of just keeping my duty! I should take out my doctor's work in addition to seeing a doctor. Time spirit to do one thing: coordinate a medical fee for thousands of refugees in Shanghai! And it should be put in the hands of conscientious people."

When Dr. Mo reached this conclusion, many specific methods, such as how to invite like-minded people to co-initiate, how to raise funds, what necessary steps, etc., all suddenly came together in his mind. It seems that all of this has been discussed long ago, and of course it will be successful, as long as there is one person who is willing to sacrifice his mental time to run around and approach. He let out a sigh of satisfaction, stopped, and looked for his chartered car at the corner of the street, only then did he realize that he had strayed off the road.He hurriedly retreated, and just when he reached the edge of the stalls, he saw two young women walking towards him. One of them had a slightly melancholy expression, but his shining eyes still showed a heroic spirit. This was his good friend Su Zipei. Missy.

The young lady took a step forward and shouted: "Ah, Mr. Mo, we have just been to your clinic." "Oh——" Dr. Mo replied, just as he was about to ask what's the matter, Miss Su's companion had already come forward to say hello.This one was slightly shorter than Ms. Su, and she wore a crimson woolen cheongsam and a white silk scarf, which was very eye-catching.She exchanged greetings with Dr. Mo like a close friend, and Dr. Mo also felt that he was very kind, and said something vaguely in his mouth, but he was puzzled in his heart. At this time, Miss Su said again: "Last night, Mom..."

"Ah!" Doctor Mo exclaimed in surprise, and asked hastily, "Isn't there an unexpected change?" But without waiting for an answer, he shook his head and answered slowly: "No! I don't think it will happen!" "There is no unexpected change." Miss Su replied softly. "However, my mother couldn't sleep well last night, but it had nothing to do with the wound. Dad gave her an injection and fell asleep peacefully." "Oh—" Dr. Mo nodded slowly, feeling relieved; it was nothing if he couldn't sleep well occasionally. "Doctor Mo, I'll come to visit at three o'clock this afternoon, do you have time?"

When Dr. Mo looked up, it was a girl he thought was familiar who said this; her eyes were wide open, and she looked impatient.He didn't answer, the girl smiled and said: "Half a month ago, sister Xin Jia and I visited Dr. Mo, please do your best to help a few friends; now it's about the same thing and I'm going to trouble you again. I know you won't hate me , but we feel sad in our hearts. We often say among ourselves: It’s just because we are so useless, we have so little relationship, except for old man Su, we always find you alone to make trouble; also blame us for being too lazy and not doing more Some motivating work."

Now Dr. Mo finally remembered this young but quite experienced girl. It turned out that she was the eldest lady of the Yan family, Jiexiu.Dr. Mo paused, and then sincerely replied to the other party's request: "If you have anything to do, just come to me, you don't need to be polite, let's talk about it later." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. But after walking a few steps, he looked back at Miss Su and said with a smile, "But, Xin Jia, you should go home early, so don't make Tang worry again." Miss Su nodded, but didn't speak.At the corner ahead, Dr. Mo found his chartered car.Miss Su watched him get into the car, then lowered her head thoughtfully.After a while, she raised her head, took her companion by the hand, and shouted: "Let's go, go in and have a look before you go home, it's not too late."

They squeezed into the grove of vendors and came to the iron gate of the shelter. There was a commotion inside the grate.A thin and slender refugee stretched out half of his arm outside the iron gate, grabbing half of a deep-fried dough stick that some kind-hearted person gave him in his hand, while his other arm covered his head, blocking the whip that came up.A group of black refugees felt wronged for this poor companion, shouting and cursing and surrounded the beating inspector, with the gatekeeper in the middle, trying their best to pull the tall and thin man aside.The inspector left his "victory", raised his whip, and turned around to deal with the group of troublemakers who dared to complain; but after driving away the ones on one side, they came back on the other side, scolding even more fiercely, and began to use broken pieces. The bricks and mud blocks came to fight against the whirring whip.

The long and thin man had already withdrawn his diaphragm from the horse's eye of the iron gate, stuffed half a fried dough stick into his mouth, and grabbed two handfuls of dirt on the spot. ... Ms. Su and the others looked outside for a while, then came up and called "open the door". At this time, the vigor of the whip had disappeared, and the inspector heard someone calling the door, so he took advantage of the situation and stepped down, but he pretended to shout to the refugees: "You lawless prisoners! Don't you get out? You huddle in front of the gate all day long. It looks like a flower, let others see it, what kind of dignity is it!" He turned around and saw two young women who looked like students, he felt very uncomfortable, he puffed out his chest, and squinted at the two. Visitors, seeing their well-dressed clothes and extraordinary demeanor, can't be sure what kind of way they are. "Xiao Zhang!" The inspector tilted his mouth and gave the gatekeeper a wink, "I will let them in after asking." The two people outside the iron gate got a little impatient. Miss Su said to Yan Jiexiu, "Look at that grimacing inspector! He's beating people again. Seeing his shadow makes people angry!" Xiao Zhang yelled through the iron grille: "Hey, you—hey, which agency do the two ladies belong to? What's the matter? Who are you looking for?" "We," Ms. Su replied angrily, "we are not from any institution, we are citizens of the Republic of China! We are not looking for anyone. We are here to visit this shelter!" "That's—I'm sorry." Xiao Zhang said dully. "I can't visit now...there is a message from above: stop visiting." "Joke! No one is allowed to visit! What's the reason?" Jiexiu also continued: "Stop visiting, where is this order, you show us the official business!" Xiao Zhang's eyes widened and he was stunned.The set of formulas just now had been learned a long time ago, and since they had been used up and were invalid, he was at a loss.Originally, there was one last trick in the goalkeeping training program given to him: don't turn your head and walk away lazily, and ignore people outside the door.But he could also see that the two uninvited guests in front of him were probably not waiting for nothing, so he didn't dare to make this last move. Fortunately, the inspector came to help.He said confidently to the two people outside the door: "We will do what the superiors say. Now all visits are stopped, but it's not our place." Ms. Su glanced at Jiexiu, and Jiexiu said, "I can't visit, but can I give condolences? Let's give condolences to the refugees!" "Consolation? Hi!" The inspector smiled strangely, showing two rows of front teeth. "What about the comfort items? Just leave it to me!" "Why should I hand it over to you? We will hand it over to the refugees face to face." The inspector snorted softly, turned his face away and raised his voice to ridicule: "Okay! First of all, it is a visit, and then it is a condolence..." "Huh! Please understand!" Miss Su suddenly shouted loudly, and her face also changed. "Are you showing us this face?..." Jiexiu gently took her companion's hand, and said, "Xin Jia, there is no need to be angry. The truth is on our side, and we reason with them..." Before she finished speaking, the inspector smiled triumphantly. , pointed at Jiexiu’s words and said: "Isn’t it? You have to be reasonable! I told you a long time ago: visits are not allowed; what about condolences, where are the comfort items? I also asked who you are looking for, and said no. Looking for someone! Empty talk about entering, but this is not the Temple of the City God, how can it be done? Isn't this here to ask for trouble! That's really—" "What do you mean asking for trouble?" Miss Su cut off the inspector's words angrily.Her eyes were like coal fires that suddenly flared up at two o'clock, shining radiantly, forcing people to dare not look directly at them. "This is not the Town God's Temple, but it's not a prison. This is a refugee shelter. Why don't people go in? Are you looking for someone? We know the person in charge here, but we're not looking for him. We're looking for all of you. The homeless men, women and children who were killed by the Japanese devils!" "You don't let people come to visit, do you treat the refugees as prisoners?" This is another solemn and heart-piercing question from Jiexiu. The inspector was a little out of shame.His dark and purple grimace twisted for a moment, looking around in a hurry, like a wolf waiting to bite back.At this time, a group of refugees had already gathered behind him, and they remembered that ten or twenty days ago he and some other people came to give a speech to them and gave each of them two loaves of bread, among them seemed to be those eyes like Stars and this girl in red.When they heard her say, "Refugees are not prisoners", they immediately felt that the words were dug out of their hearts, and immediately responded: "Yes, we are not prisoners! Open the door, open the door!" But they slammed the whip The sweep came, and the refugees took a step back, and the inspector roared: "Damn, what are you arguing about! I'm going to expose your skin!" At the same time, without thinking, he turned his face to the two outside the door and shouted: "Don't talk!" Sue, there is an order: beware of traitors, no one is allowed to enter without the introduction of the party department!" "What are you talking about!" There was an awe-inspiring response from outside the door, "Don't be blind! Do you know what kind of people we are?" The inspector has already run out of money, so he wants to show his last hand and ignore you.But that little Zhang was being forced by the refugees and asked him to open the door.Xiao Zhang fled to inspector's side, and the wave of anger swept over. A turmoil was about to erupt, but fortunately, Miss Su's loud and calm voice came from outside the iron fence: "Everyone be quiet, don't be busy. Give him a minute to wake up his mind!" The youngest daughter, Ayin, with a crooked face, squeezed between people's crotches. At this time, she also recognized that the girl in red had been here last time, and her father had told her about the hardships.Suddenly, happiness came to her heart, and Ah Yin felt that she should go and tell her Lao Tzu.Seeing that the matter froze, one or two timid refugees ran in to report to the "gentlemen". A minute passed, and when the inspector regained consciousness, he really had a good idea; he suddenly reached out and grabbed the key on the iron gate from Xiao Zhang, and turned around and ran inside while no one was guarding him.Just after crossing the small empty field, when he was near the staff office, he ran into Director Zhao head-on, and at the same time, the refugees who were yelling and yelling chased after him. Officer Zhao saw Miss Su's profile at a glance, grabbed the inspector and said, "Please come in, they are acquaintances!" "But they..." "I'm in charge!" Director Zhao coldly cut off the trivial details of the inspection, "You don't mind!" Then he said to the refugees: "Don't crowd here, everyone, just go in!" When Ms. Su and the others came in, the inspector put on a grimace and raised his voice in protest, "Mr. Zhao! This is your business. You can't give a speech. You will understand if you think about it!" Officer Zhao ignored him.Miss Su stopped, as if she wanted to say something, but the inspector ran out of the door.Ms. Su turned her face and glanced at Director Zhao, and said, "I'm afraid someone will give a speech! Hey! These many refugees don't educate them, don't teach them to do some production work, but treat them like prisoners, and even let people come and see them." Is it not allowed?" "Don't listen to his nonsense." Officer Zhao replied with a wry smile. "I think it's a new method, a bit restrictive, right?" Jiexiu interjected. "If Misto Zhao has caused you trouble, then we won't insist." Officer Zhao still had a wry smile on his face, and while inviting them in, he said: "It doesn't matter at all. But as soon as you came in, that guy slipped outside, so it's inevitable that he's going to gossip. ——I don't care. But, if That guy attracted one or two people and quarreled with you on the spot, isn't that too much for you to go down?" Ms. Su and Jiexiu glanced at each other, and Ms. Su replied with a bit of anger: "It's nothing if you can't go down! We haven't passed the harsh test, whips, sticks, water dragons,—— They even invited us to stay in the detention center for a few days!" "Hey, Miss Su, you misunderstood me," Director Zhao quickly explained, "Of course not, it's different now. But—" Suddenly he stopped, frowned and smiled wryly, as if he was convinced: He didn't need to say anything, the other party could understand his situation and intentions, if he did, it would be confusing. "I think your opinion is probably good, Miss Zhao!" Jiexiu smiled, made a pun, took Miss Su's hand, turned around and walked out. "Not busy," Director Zhao hurriedly stopped him, "There is something I would like to ask you to advise." While he tried his best to invite them to the office for a rest, he explained that all the staff were discussing how to hold a party with several programs, " The refugees are in a bad mood, and there is nothing we can do about it, so holding a party to improve their mood is our best effort!" Director Zhao's square face was flushed with false fire, and his big eyes were particularly energetic. He smiled happily, and asked Ms. Su and the others to give some valuable advice to help them make this raid to "improve the mood of the refugees" a successful success. The two guests did not express.But apparently Director Zhao's enthusiasm resonated with them. While listening, they had already walked towards the office; just when they were about to enter the door, Miss Su suddenly said jokingly: "Do you want us to say something? That's not What about a speech?" There was a sound of clapping, and the four staff in the office and a refugee representative welcomed the two uninvited guests with warm applause. More than half of the discussion at the party has passed, and it is almost coming to an end.However, in order to show respect to the two distinguished guests, Director Zhao specially pulled the wheel of the agenda and asked Du Ying, who was in charge of planning the party, to report the items discussed from the beginning. The two guests sat at the top, next to the chairman.While listening to Du Ying's excited but restrained report, Jiexiu looked at the refugees walking around and spying curiously on the open space outside the office, but she couldn't calm down. There was a ghost biting her heart. For half a month, it had brought her unspeakable pain and resentment, but now it was like a lurking mouse jumping over the beam again, disturbing her thoughts.Wherever her eyes met, her heart went to her.Looking at the refugees wandering outside the door for a while, she guessed what was on their minds at this time, wondered if they had known anything in this blaze of war, had they ever felt that they were really powerful, and had they ever prepared to rise from humiliation, lowliness and smallness? In their daily life, they raised their heads and let out a long cry, for the sake of the whole nation and for themselves, and radiated unprecedented light on the suffering land of the motherland?She also wondered if she was dropped among them by a sudden shock and became one of them, would she still be free from complaints, tears, and fear?Are you ready to accept that cup of bitter wine silently, or to smash it into pieces? ... After a while her eyes hit Du Ying's face, and she thought in a daze: This one is malnourished now, and in the past he lived in a cellar with no sunlight, no fresh air, and no freedom for two years. A young man who is uncertain about the future has not yet received the warmth and love he deserves from society and the country. However, at this time and here, he is lucky enough to have the opportunity to contribute his heart and soul to the simple and suffering people of the motherland he loves. , —— preparing for a party, you can see that he is so excited that even his voice trembles a little! Then all of a sudden, Jiexiu's whole body trembled, she felt something stuffed in her chest, she could not vomit it, or she wanted to cry it out.But instead of tears, her eyes burst into flames.She never listened to Du Ying's report, although her ears were listening.The ghost that had gnawed at her soul seemed to hover in front of her now, and she felt that she had seen its face clearly.This is not something new, it seems to be the cat-faced man, and it seems to be just like the ugly face of the inspector who troubled her just now! ...But at this moment, Du Ying's voice suddenly became louder, and every sentence pierced into Jiexiu's heart: "...This report was spent by Comrade Bao Jianshi of our 'Wanbaoquanshu' for several nights. Brothers also participated in some comments. We have a fellow sufferer here who plays the role of a devil and a traitor. He is the same as the other; although he has been ill for two days, he still agrees to act for him. ... props, Some have ideas to borrow, and some have to do it themselves. Comrade Gu Feng has calculated that half a catty of hemp straw, more than 80 sheets of paper of various colors, and hemp thread paste are added. A total of more than ten yuan is enough. Son, it has been decided just now, save it from the meals of the five of us..." At this time, Director Zhao's hoarse voice replaced Du Ying's trembling voice with excitement.Director Zhao's words were very short, and when Jiexiu understood that she wanted to ask the guests to express their opinions first and then continue the discussion, everyone's eyes were already on her face.Jiexiu subconsciously turned her eyes to look at her side, but the seat was empty, and this whirlwind Miss Su didn't know where she went.Jiexiu didn't wait to ask again, so she stood up with a smile and said: "Holding a party or something, Xin Jia was familiar with it at first, but she left her post and didn't know what to do. What do I have to say? Don't waste your precious time! I will cheer you up. If you need me If so, I can also run errands for everyone." She paused for a while, feeling that her words were too empty, she felt a little anxious in her heart, thought about it, and continued: "Yes, running errands for everyone! Now is the time when no one should be lazy. You are suffering, and you are busy, and you are working hard. However, we are busy, and it has caused people They are busy making trouble and destroying things! We are also Chinese, so what is the difference between our own strength! We used ten percent of our strength and only used five percent of it. What are the other five percent used for? Come to think of it. It hurts enough. My friends, am I right?... We have to deal with the enemy, and we also have to deal with the sinners of these nations!..." She almost screamed out the last sentence, and she blushed, and sat down suddenly.The whole audience watched her with bated breath, everyone's face was very serious, and their eyes were very calm; after a while, knowing that she had finished speaking, they clapped and clapped their hands.Jiexiu suddenly felt that what he said didn't reach the point, and smiled in confusion, as if apologizing, or as if blaming others for finding the wrong customer, looked at Officer Zhao and said: "I don't know how to give speeches, and what about parties, and what? I have no experience at all, I can only watch, I can’t plan.” "But you raised our vigilance, that's great!" Director Zhao replied solemnly, and everyone present applauded again. Suddenly, Jiexiu raised her voice and said, "Su Xinjia and I intend to donate some money to help you buy props. I hope you will accept it." Officer Zhao looked at everyone, as if asking for their opinions on this matter.After a moment of silence, Du Ying finally spoke: "The funding for purchasing props has already been decided, and we thank you for your kindness." "Then transfer it to other places," Jiexiu said immediately. "Or add more programs. Otherwise, then..." Before the conversation was over, Miss Su came in.The one who followed her had a crooked face. "Someone is looking for you!" Ms. Su said to Jiexiu, she glanced at the meeting table, sat down casually, and said without waiting for an invitation: "There are too many patients, it's scary! Is there any way? What did Dr. Mo say? It's true that you need medicine when you're sick; but it's not that simple, right? When you can't get medicine, you have to think of other ways... ..." Officer Zhao and the other staff listened attentively. Only the refugee representative—a young man with a sharp chin who had worked in a foreign company—puckered his lips in a funny way. It means patience. "...It's important to raise their mood." Miss Su continued, with Shining eyes sweeping from one end of the conference table to the other. "However, it is equally important to relieve their physical pain. We have to fight the disease. A sick person, or a person who feels that he will fall ill at any time, even if there is a play for him or a song for him, he will not You will be at ease. The effect of the party will be equal to zero. So, should we not have the party? That’s not what it means. But we don’t want to sing a few salvation songs and have a one-act play to defeat the devils—such an old-fashioned party...we To have a special educational evening of raising questions about the serious situation here!  …” "Yes, yes!" Director Zhao nodded and said softly. Two or three bangs of applause suddenly came from a corner.The refugee representative put his hands on the edge of the table, as if about to stand up.Du Ying had a serious face, and the pencil in his hand moved quickly on a piece of paper. Over there, Jiexiu, who was standing outside the office door with a crooked face, heard the applause, turned around and took a look, but at the same time replied with a crooked face: "I see, oh, so you are a worker in our factory, The family was blown up by a devil plane, and now the factory is moving to Hankou, you are willing to go together.” "Miss, you understand now," the crooked face was happy, and the crooked face became even more disfigured.Then he talked about the painful experience after his home was bombed.But there was a sudden burst of laughter in the office, which attracted Jiexiu's attention again.Only Miss Su's vigorous voice was heard: "...I'm not wrong, right? People always look down on a party or something. If you don't kill a few devils in a show, you don't think it's fun.... Then I don't agree with killing a few devils." A devil? Of course not...I want to make a suggestion..." Jiexiu's heart seemed to have crawled over countless ants.She interrupted the seemingly endless narration with a crooked face, and said anxiously: "Don't worry, when the factory moves to Hankou, all of you workers will follow. Don't worry! If you need something, you can go to Mr. Zhou, the chief engineer." No matter what Was the crooked face satisfied? Jiexiu turned around and entered the office. At this time, Miss Su's discussion was at its peak.The room was filled with only her voice, which was getting louder and faster, but the excited and sincere eyes of the room were accompanied by her voice, creating a very harmonious and warm atmosphere. "...Yes, you also explained to them that dysentery, malaria, and influenza are contagious, and you asked them all to pay attention to prevent infection; but they did not listen. Since verbal explanations and advice have no effect, Shall we change the method? I propose: Write a script, fight against infectious diseases, fight against their ignorance and stubbornness! Is it absolutely effective? I cannot say arbitrarily: Absolutely. But, sit down Those of them who watched this show there would not be less interested than watching the big knife cut on the head of the Japanese devil? Naturally, they hate the devil, but today, the disease is also their terrible enemy, don't they hate it? ?” After Miss Su finished speaking, for a full minute, the whole room was silent.Then, like a gust of wind, three or four mouths rushed to speak at the same time. "Okay, let's do something new," the refugee representative giggled, "If you don't understand it, just show it to them!" "Xiao Du, let's make a surprise attack tonight!" This is the resonant voice of "Wan Bao Quan Shu", "You plan the story, and I write the lines." "Originally, devils always kill people and ordinary people work hard, and I'm tired of disturbing them!" Gu Feng, who specializes in general affairs, said to the two guests. When Miss Su was speaking, Du Ying kept jotting down the main points on a piece of paper. At this moment, he raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and said to Miss Su: "Is there any more? Tell me more." Miss Su smiled and remained silent. The refugee representative stood up suddenly, with a serious face, and shouted: "I propose, I propose to ask this lady to make up this drama for us!" "It's hard for me!" Miss Su replied with a smile. "I can only come up with topics, not fuss." Officer Zhao, who was always paying attention to everyone's speech until now, said, "Yes! We will do the article by ourselves, and Jianshi and Xiao Du don't have to arrange it, they can write it. We need to invite a few more fellow sufferers to come. Participate in comments." "That's not it!" Miss Su looked at the watch on her wrist and stood up. "As long as you raise your head, Lao Zhao has more ways than anyone else. You are just 'your own ears can't see', but let me play the hero. I have to go, Jiexiu, how about you?" At this time, Jiexiu also stood up. Jiexiu said "goodbye, stay with me" to everyone, handed Director Zhao a few banknotes and said, "One more show will always cost more money."