Chapter 3 two

Because he was happy, he became more courageous; since he bought the car, Xiangzi ran faster.Of course he was very careful with his car, but when he looked at himself and then at his car, he felt that something was wrong, if he didn't run fast. He himself had grown an inch or more since he came to the city.He felt it himself, as if he still had to grow taller.It is true that his skin and appearance are firmer and firmer, and he has a small beard on his upper lip; but he thinks he should grow taller.When he came to a hut door or a street door and had to bow his head to get in, although he didn't say anything, he secretly liked it, because he was already so tall, and felt that he was still growing. He seemed to be an adult, It was a kid again and it was so much fun.

Such a big man pulls such a beautiful car, his own car, the bow is so soft and trembling, even the handlebars move slightly; the trunk is so bright, the upholstery is so white, the horn is so loud; How can I be worthy of myself when I am unhappy, and how can I be worthy of that car?This is not vanity, but seems to be a kind of responsibility. If you don't run fast, you can't give full play to your strength and the beauty of the car.That car is really cute. It has been pulled for half a year, and it seems to have feelings and emotions everywhere. When Xiangzi twists his waist, squats his legs, or straightens his back, it immediately closes, giving Xiangzi the most comfortable life. With the help of it, there is no awkwardness between him and it.When he came to a place where the ground was flat and there were few people, Xiangzi could hold the handlebar with one hand, and the softly ringing leather wheels, like a gust of wind, urged him to run quickly and steadily.When he got to the spot, Xiangzi's clothes were sweating from wringing out, rattling like they had just been fished out of a basin.He felt tired, but it was very happy, something to be proud of, a kind of fatigue, like riding a famous horse for dozens of miles.

If courage is not carelessness, Xiangzi was not careless when he ran boldly. If you don't run fast, you are sorry for others, and if you run fast and hurt the car, you are sorry for yourself.The car is his life, and he knows how to be careful.Putting caution and boldness together, he becomes more and more confident. He firmly believes that he and the car are both made of iron. Therefore, not only did he dare to run boldly, but he didn't think too much about when to leave the car.He feels that pulling a cart to earn a living is the most courageous thing in the world; if he wants to go out, no one can stop him.He didn't pay much attention to the rumors from outside. He didn't pay much attention to the rumors that there were soldiers in Xiyuan again, that there was another battle in Changxindian, that there were cases outside Xizhimen, and that Qihuamen had been closed for a long time.Naturally, all the shops on the street had closed their doors, and the road was full of armed police and security forces, so it was inconvenient for him to intentionally find himself uncomfortable, and he hurriedly collected the car like everyone else.However, he didn't believe the rumors.He knows how to be cautious, especially since the car is his own, but he is a countryman after all, and he is not like city people who hear the wind and the rain.Besides, his body made him believe that even if he got to the "point" unfortunately, he must have a way, so as not to suffer too much; he is not easy to bully, such a big man, such broad shoulders!

News and rumors of war grow along with the spring wheat almost every year, and ears of wheat and bayonets can be regarded as symbols of hope and fear for northerners.When Xiangzi's new car was half a year old, it was the season when Maizi needed spring rain.The spring rain does not necessarily fall according to the expectations of the people, but war will always come regardless of whether people expect it or not. Be it a rumor or a fact, Xiangzi seems to have forgotten that he used to do crop work; he doesn't care much about how the war destroys the fields, and he doesn't pay much attention to whether there is spring rain.He only cares about his car. His car can produce pancakes and eat everything. It is a versatile field that follows him very docilely. It is a living land, a treasure land.Because of the lack of rain, and because of the news of the war, the price of food has increased; this, Xiangzi knows.But like the people in the city, he only complains about the expensive food, but has no idea at all; food is expensive, right? Who can teach it to be cheap?This attitude caused him to focus on his own life and put all disasters and disasters behind him.

If the people of the city are at their wit's end, they'll tell lies—sometimes utterly unfounded, sometimes very true—in order to show that they're not stupid and inactive.They are like little fishes, who put their mouths on the skin of the water when they are idle, and are quite proud of spitting out a few completely useless blisters.Among the rumors, the most interesting ones are about war.Other kinds of rumors are always rumors, just like talking about ghosts and foxes, you don't really see ghosts after talking about it.Regarding the war, it is precisely because there is no correct news at all, the rumors can be seen immediately.There may be a big discrepancy between the small program and the real thing, but it is correct about the existence of the war itself in nine out of ten. "There is going to be a war!" Once this sentence is uttered, sooner or later there will be a war; as for who will fight with whom and how to fight, it is up to each person to explain.It's not that Xiangzi doesn't know this.But men of drudgery—and cart pullers included—would not welcome war, but it was not necessarily unlucky to encounter it.

Whenever war comes, it is the rich who are most worried.As soon as they heard bad news, they ran for their lives; money made them come and run quickly.They can't run by themselves, because their legs and feet are too heavy from the weight.They have to hire many people to be their legs, someone has to carry their boxes, and they have to have carts to pull them. At this time, the hands and feet of the buddies who specialize in hands and feet are all expensive: "Qianmen, East Station!" "Where? ""East-car-station!" "Ugh, just give me one yuan and forty cents! No need to reject it, it's a mess!"

It was in this situation that Xiangzi pulled the car out of the city.Rumors have been going on for more than ten days, and the prices of things have gone up, but the war seems to be far away, and it won't hit Peiping anytime soon.Xiangzi still pulled the cart as usual, and didn't get lazy because of the rumors.One day, when he got to the west city, he saw some cracks.At the west entrance of Huguosi Street and Xinjiekou, there is no one saying "Where is Xiyuan? Tsinghua University?".He wandered around Xinjiekou for a while.I heard that no car dared to go out of the city anymore. Outside Xizhimen, cars were being seized, big cars, small cars, mule cars, rickshaws and foreign cars were being seized.He wanted to drink a bowl of tea, so he drove south; the calmness at the entrance of the car revealed that it was really dangerous. He was quite courageous, but it was inconvenient to deliberately go to a dead end.At this point, two cars came from the south, and the people sitting in the cars seemed to be students.The cart driver shouted as he walked, "Is anyone going to Tsinghua University? Hey, Tsinghua University!"

The few cars on the entrance did not make any comments. Some of them looked at the two cars with indifferent smiles, and some sat with small cigarette pouches in their mouths without even raising their heads.The two cars continued to shout: "Are you all dumb? Tsinghua University!" "Two yuan, I'll go!" A young bald short man saw that others were silent, so he agreed jokingly. "Pull over here! Find another one!" The two cars stopped. The young bald man was stunned for a while, as if he didn't know what to do.No one else moved.Xiangzi could see that it must be dangerous to go out of the city, otherwise why would no one snatch two yuan for Tsinghua University—usually only two or three cents?He didn't want to go either.But the bald boy seemed to have made up his mind that if someone ran with him, he would go all out; he had his eyes on Xiangzi: "Big man, how are you?"

The word "big man" made Xiangzi laugh, which is a compliment.He turned around in his heart: With such praise, it seems that the short and bold bald head should also be praised; besides, two dollars is two dollars, this is not something that happens every day. Danger?Could it be that coincidence?Besides, two days ago someone said that the Temple of Heaven was full of soldiers; what he saw with his own eyes, there wasn't even a single soldier there.With that in mind, he pulled the car over. When we got to Xizhimen, there were hardly any pedestrians in the cave.Xiangzi's heart turned cold.The bald head also saw that something was wrong, but he still smiled and said: "Hi, buddy! It's a blessing or a curse, and today is the same!" Xiangzi knew that things were going to be bad, but he was confused on the street. It's been a few years, you can't say that it doesn't count, and you can't play the old lady's temper!

After leaving Xizhimen, he didn't even meet a car; Xiangzi lowered his head, not daring to look to the left or right of the road.His heart seemed to touch his ribs.When he arrived at Gaoliang Bridge, he glanced around and saw that there was not a single soldier, so he relaxed again.Two dollars is two dollars after all, he thought, how could he find such a pretty thing if he had no guts.He usually doesn't like to talk, but this time he is willing to say a few words to the bald dwarf. The street is eerily quiet. "Shall we take the dirt road? On the road—" "Needless to say," the dwarf guessed what he meant, "as soon as we get on the sidewalk, we'll be in the bottom line!"

Before they reached the sidewalk, Xiangzi and the bald dwarf were captured by a dozen soldiers, including the car and the people! Even though it was the time to open temples in Miaofeng Mountain and offer incense, the cold at night was not something a single shirt could stop.Xiangzi didn't have any burdens on him, except for a gray military uniform upper body and a pair of blue military trousers, all of which were stinking from sweat—it had been like this since he was not on his body.From this torn military uniform, he thought of the white cloth jacket and the indanthrene blue pants jacket he was wearing; how clean and decent they were!Yes, there are many more decent things in the world than indanthrene blue, but Xiangzi knows how difficult it is for him to be so clean.Smelling the smell of sweat on his body now, he regards the previous struggles and successes as extremely glorious, magnified ten times than the original glory.The more he thought about the past, the more he hated those soldiers.They snatched his clothes, shoes, hat, foreign car, and even the cloth belt around his waist; all he was left with were bruises all over his body and blisters on his feet!However, the clothes are nothing; the injuries on the body will heal soon.His car, the car he earned with years of hard work, is gone!It has disappeared since it was pulled into the camp!All the hard work and difficulties before can be forgotten in the blink of an eye, but he can't forget this car! He is not afraid of suffering; but getting another car is not a matter of casual talk; at least it will take a few years!All the success in the past is for nothing, he has to play the drums again and start another one!Xiangzi shed tears!He not only hated those soldiers, but everything in the world.Why do you bully people to this extent?Why? "Why?" he called out. This cry—quite pleasant though—immediately reminded him of danger.Don't worry about anything else, it's important to escape! Where is he?He himself could not answer correctly.These days, he ran with the soldiers, sweat dripping from his head to his heels.When walking, he has to carry or push the soldiers' things; when he stops, he has to fetch water, heat the fire and feed the animals.He only knew how to put his last strength on his hands and feet all day long, and his heart became blank.At night, as soon as the head hit the ground, he seemed dead, and never opening his eyes again wasn't necessarily a bad thing. At first, he seemed to remember that the soldiers retreated to Miaofeng Mountain.When he got to the back mountain, he only cared about climbing the mountain, but he always thought that he might fall into the mountain stream at some point, and his flesh and bones would be pecked by wild eagles, and he didn't care about other things.After wandering around the mountains for many days, suddenly one day the mountain roads became less and less. When the sun was behind him, he saw the plains from a distance.The sound of the supper bugle called back the soldiers who had left the camp, and some men with guns brought some camels. camel!Xiangzi's heart moved, and suddenly he was able to think, like a person who has lost his way suddenly finds a familiar sign and remembers everything very quickly.A camel can't go over a mountain, he must have come to a flat land.From his knowledge, he knew that in the area west of Beijing, such as Balizhuang, Huangcun, Beixin'an, Moshikou, Wulitun, and Sanjiadian, there were camel farmers.Did it go around and around, and come around to the Moshikou?What kind of strategy is this - if this group of soldiers who can only run and rob will have a strategy - he doesn't know.But he did know that if this was really Moshikou, the soldiers would not be able to go around the mountain, but wanted to find a way to survive down the mountain.Moshikou is a good place. If you go northeast, you can go back to Xishan; if you go south, you can go to Changxindian or Fengtai; if you go all the way to the west, it is also a way out.As he made such a plan for the soldiers, he drew a path for himself in his mind: it was time for him to flee.If the soldiers retreated into the chaotic mountains again, even if he escaped from the soldiers' hands, he would still be in danger of starving to death.If you want to escape, you have to take this opportunity.Running from here, he believed, he could run back to Haidian in one step!Although there are so many places in the middle, he knows them all; as soon as he closes his eyes, he has a map: this is Moshikou—God, this must be Moshikou! ——He turned northeast, passed Jinding Mountain, Liwang Tomb, which is Badachu; from Sitai, headed east to Xingzikou, and arrived at Nanxinzhuang.Because it is a bit hidden, he had better walk along the mountain, from Beixinzhuang, to the north, to Weijia Village; to the north, to the South River Beach; then to the north, to Hongshantou, Jiewang Mansion; Jingyi Garden!After finding Jingyi Garden, he can touch Haidian even with his eyes closed!His heart is going to jump out!These days, all his blood seemed to flow to his extremities; at this moment, it seemed to flow all to his heart; his heart was hot, but his limbs turned cold; the longing made him tremble all over! He couldn't close his eyes until midnight.Hope made him happy, fear terrified him, he wanted to sleep, but couldn't, and his limbs lay loose on some hay.There was no sound, only the stars in the sky accompanied my heartbeat.The camel suddenly wailed twice and was not far away from him.He likes this sound, like hearing a cock crow suddenly at night, it makes people sad, but also feels a little comforting. There was the sound of cannons in the distance, far away, but clearly the sound of cannons.He didn't dare to move, but immediately there was chaos in the camp.He held his breath, the opportunity has come!He must have known that the soldiers had to retreat again, and they must go to the mountains.The experience of these days made him know that the fighting method of these soldiers is the same as the bees trapped in the house, they just bump around.With the sound of the guns, the soldiers must run; then, he himself should be more energetic.Slowly, holding his breath, he crawled on the ground, aiming to find the camels.He knew that the camels would not help him, but since he was a fellow captive with them, it seemed that he must have some sympathy.The barracks became even more chaotic, and he found the camels—crawling in the darkness like several mounds, except for heavy breathing, there was no movement at all, and it seemed that the world was at peace.This, teach him to be brave.He crouched beside the camel like a soldier behind a sandbag.He quickly figured out a reason: the sound of the artillery came from the south, even if it wasn't a real battle, it was at least a warning that "the road is dead".Then, these soldiers had to flee back to the mountains.If they really go up the mountain, they can't take the camels with them.In this way, the fate of the camel is also his fate.If they don't give up the animals, he'll be done with them; if they forget the camels, he can get away.Putting his ear to the ground, he listened to the sound of footsteps, his heart beating extremely fast. I don't know how long I waited, but no one came to pull the camel.He boldly sat up and looked between the camel's humps, but he couldn't see anything, it was extremely dark outside.run away!Whether it is good or bad, run away! ① Say hello, let's do it, let's go. ② As the saying goes, there is another sentence: It is a disaster that cannot be avoided.The speaker here did not say the next sentence, but intended the next sentence. ③Today is just today, which means that at a critical moment, success or failure depends on today.