Chapter 14 13

After Ruiquan left, Elder Qi asked Ruixuan several times: "Where did little San'er go?" Ruixuan made up a lie, insisting that the Japanese soldiers wanted to use Ruiquan's school as a barracks, so the students all moved to the school live, so that the Japanese soldiers can find another place.In fact, Ruixuan knew very well: if the Japanese soldiers really wanted to occupy the school, a phone call would be enough, and no one would dare to resist.He knew that his lies were not cleverly prepared, but the old man believed it himself, so he didn't need to make up any more. Ruifeng saw some gaps, felt very unhappy, and questioned his elder brother.Although Ruixuan didn't like his second child very much, he felt that in this kind of crisis, the friendship between brothers would inevitably grow stronger, and it seemed that he shouldn't deceive his second child, so he told the truth.

"What? Brother, you taught him to walk?" Ruifeng's dry face was as tight as a drum. "He is determined to go, and I can't stop him; an enthusiastic young man should go for a walk!" "Brother, you are right! Don't think about it. He will graduate soon. After graduation, he will earn two dollars to help the family live! Really, why did you let go of the chicken that was about to lay eggs? Besides, Check the household registration tomorrow, some of us are fighting outside, aren't they mushrooms?" If the second child blamed the eldest because he was worried about the safety of the third child, Ruixuan would not be angry, because people's courage is not the same.It is forgivable to be small in guts and thick in emotion.Now, the second child's pickiness is to completely put aside brotherhood, and from a practical point of view, Ruixuan can't help but get angry.

However, he swallowed several breaths and finally controlled himself.He is the head of the family, so he should be patient; besides, when the city is in ruins and the country is in danger, what famine is there in the family?He smiled very reluctantly. "Second brother, you are right, I didn't expect it!" "The most important thing now is not to say anything!" The second child told his brother very proudly. "As soon as the rumor spreads, our whole family will die! I have already said, big brother, don't spoil the third child too much, you don't listen! I see, we should live apart! Okay, this thing, the third child Getting into trouble and playing with our dick's head off would be the worst!"

Ruixuan couldn't bear it any longer.There was only a slit left for his eyes, and the flesh on his fat face was constricted.It was still in a low voice, but every word was like a pebble falling into a ravine, and the voice was small and firm. He said, "Second brother! Get out!" The second child didn't expect the boss to do such a trick, and his little Gan's face was completely red, like a hill red polished with a handkerchief.He's going to have a fit.But seeing the eyes and face of the eldest brother, he held back his breath: "Okay, I'll get out!" The boss stopped him: "Wait! I have something to say!" His face was terribly pale. "On weekdays, I always perfunctory you, because since I am in charge here, I am embarrassed to quarrel with you. This is a mistake! You think I don't argue with you, but you are right. Over time, you will be cultivated My bad habit--you always think that hugging is cheap, and sacrificing a little is bad. I'm sorry, I didn't correct you early! Today, let me tell you the truth! The third child is going right, going well! If you still consider yourself a young man, you should also go and do something bigger than eating, drinking and dressing up! There are two old people here, and I can't go away by myself, but I don't forgive myself for this! Think about it, the Japanese knives are already on our necks, can you still only look at the big things at home, and not look at the bigger things? I am not forcing you Let's go, I'm teaching you to think about it first, think about it far away!" His anger subsided a little, and his face gradually turned red. "Forgive me for losing my temper, number two! But, you should also know that good things don't go very well! Well, you go!" He ordered his younger brother to go out in big brother style, so as not to have to Continue to quarrel.

The second child took this nail and felt dissatisfied, so he secretly reported the third child's stealing to his grandfather and mother, in order to please him. When my mother got the news, she didn't complain about the boss, and she didn't dare to make a noise. She just had tears in her eyes and didn't eat anything for a day. The old man Qi expressed his dissatisfaction with the boss: "It's just that my birthday is coming soon, you teach the third brother to go! You can wait for him to kowtow to me before leaving!" When Xiao Shun'er's mother heard this, she rolled her eyes and said to her husband, "This is why I must celebrate his old man's birthday! Make the meritorious service the crime, don't teach the two crimes to be one!"

Ruixuan decides to celebrate the old man's birthday, but the food and drinks are a little more frugal than in previous years. At this time, the school authorities saw that the war in Shanghai was going well, and the Japanese hadn't sent anyone in charge of education, so they all wanted to start school immediately so that the teachers and students would not be distracted.Ruixuan was notified and went to school for a meeting.The teachers were not all there, because several had escaped from Peiping.When it comes to other people's escape, everyone's face is full of shame.Everyone has reasons for not being able to escape, but the more you talk about those reasons, the more ashamed you feel.

The principal arrives.He was in his fifties, a very loyal and cautious veteran of secondary education.Sit down, everyone, let's start the meeting.The principal stood up, looked at the opposite wall, and did not speak for three minutes.Ruixuan lowered his head and said: "Principal, please sit down!" The principal sat down slowly like a pupil who has made a mistake. One of the youngest teachers said what everyone wanted to ask but was embarrassed to ask: "Principal! We are still working here, are we considered traitors?" Everyone kept their eyes on the principal.The principal stood up stiffly again, fiddling with a tube of pencils.He coughed a few times before he spoke: "Teachers! According to my brothers, the war will not end in a short period of time. Logically speaking, we should all leave Peiping. However, middle school is different from university. University will directly Ask the Ministry of Education for instructions, but we can only follow the orders of the Education Bureau. After the fall of the city, no one in the Education Bureau is in charge, so we have to make our own decisions. If the university receives an order to move to Peiping, the students at the university will travel long distances based on their age. Ability, in terms of native place, people from all provinces have it, and they can go to the designated place to gather when they hear the news. Our students are young, and 100%--" He coughed twice, "they-- can It is said that 90% of them lived in the city. We took them along the main roads, but Japanese soldiers blocked them and took the trails. The students were not capable enough. Besides, would the parents of the students allow them to go? It was also a problem. Therefore, I clearly know that staying here is asking for trouble and boredom--but what should I do?! The Japanese occupied Beiping, and they must first pay attention to the students. Maybe they massacred young people, and maybe took them in as subjugated slaves. Neither of these two methods can be tolerated by us! However, I still want to maintain the life of the school for the time being. Before the Japanese have no clear method, we will not teach the young people to lose school; If you don’t teach young people, you will suffer the greatest loss—physically and spiritually. Teachers, please leave if you can, and I will never stop it. The country is in need of talents in all aspects. Like a raped widow, she endured humiliation for her child and lived. Are we traitors? I think the government will send someone to tell us soon; the government will not forget us, and must know the difficulties we cannot escape! "He coughed twice and put his hands on the table, "Brother still has a lot to say, but I can't express it. Everyone agrees, we will start school next Monday." With some tears in his eyes, he sat down very slowly .

After a long silence, someone whispered: "I agree to start school!" "Any objections?" The principal wanted to stand up, but failed.No one said anything.He waited for a while and said, "Okay, let's start school and have a look! There will be a lot of changes in the future, so let's do our best!" Coming out of school, Ruixuan felt as depressed as if he was suffering from a fever.He wanted to settle down and see a path clearly.However, his mind was extremely chaotic, and he couldn't grasp any one thing as a starting point for thinking.He began to mumble.Hearing his muttering made him feel even more depressed.On weekdays, he always pity those people who are a little nervous and mutter to themselves while walking.Today, he himself is like this; is it possible that he is going crazy?He remembered Qu Yuan's chanting.But what can he compare to Qu Yuan? "Qu Yuan at least has the courage to commit suicide, do you have it?" He questioned himself.He dared not answer.He wanted to go to Beihai or Zhongshan Park to relax, but he stopped himself: "The park is for people who enjoy peace, you are not qualified to go!" He walked home. "The defeated dog has no choice but to run home with its tail between its legs!" he whispered to himself.

When he reached the entrance of the alley, the patrolman stopped him. "I live here." He said politely. "Wait a while!" The patrolman was also very polite. "It's getting someone inside!" "Take someone?" Ruixuan was taken aback. "Who? What case?" "I don't know either!" the patrolman replied apologetically. "I only know to guard this place, and no pedestrians are allowed to come and go." "Japanese military police?" Ruixuan asked in a low voice. The patrolman nodded.Then, seeing that there was no one around, he said in a low voice: "I haven't believed the salary for this month, help them get our people first! What a waste! Who knows what our Beiping will become! Sir, Go around and come back, you can't stand here!"

Ruixuan originally planned to wait at the alley for a while, but after hearing what the patrolman said, he had no choice but to walk away.He guessed that the Japanese must search everything when arresting people, and the time must not be small, so he decided to go for an hour or two before returning. "Who should I take?" He guessed as he walked.The first one, he thought of Qian Moyin; "If it's really Mr. Qian," he said to himself, "then--" He couldn't think of anything else, but his legs felt a little weak.Second, he thought of his own home. Was the third child captured by the enemy?He was sweating.He stopped, wanting to go back immediately.But what's the use of going back?The patrolman would not allow him to enter the alley.Besides, even if he saw the arrest of Poet Qian or someone in his own family, what could he do?no way!This is called subjugation!Without any protection, without any security, the subjugated people live in the gap between life and death.After staring for a long time, he realized that he was standing at the gate of a flower factory on Huguosi Street.The next day is the temple fair.Usually, this is the time to transport flowers one by one from outside the city to the factory; in the afternoon, the doorway of the factory is already full of flowers without pots, ready to be sold at the temple opening tomorrow.Today, there is no movement inside or outside the factory.There are only some dead leaves and flowers in the doorway.On weekdays, Ruixuan doesn't like to visit temples, but likes to visit flower factories, whether to buy flowers or not. When he sees those juicy flowers and plants, he feels a little business.Now, he stared blankly at the fallen leaves and flowers, feeling as if something important had been lost. "Without the country, there will be no beauty!" He said to himself.After finishing speaking, he immediately corrected himself: "Why do you always use the standards of peacetime to look at wartime events? In wartime, blood is flowers, and heroic sacrifice is beauty!"

At this time, the Japanese military police were arresting Poet Qian, a poet who had no crimes other than laziness.Temporary guards were set up at both ends of the alley to cut off traffic.Guan Xiaohe leads the way.He didn't want to show his face at first, but the Japanese must teach him to lead the way, which seems to imply that since he reported it, if he can't hold people down, they will take him as a questioner.Beforehand, he didn't expect such a move; now, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it.His heart was beating very fast, his face was still barely calm, and his eyes were like a fox surrounded by hounds, looking around, lest the neighbors spot him.He pulled his hat forward so hard that he would not be recognized easily.All the houses in the alley had their gates closed, and there were no living things except the green worms hanging from the locust trees.He felt a little calmer, thinking that everyone had hidden away.In fact, Master Liu, the shed builder, and a few others were all looking out through the crack of the door, and recognized him very clearly. Inspector Bai, with no blood on his face, followed behind Guan Xiaohe as if he had lost his soul.Almost all the people in the alley were his friends, and if he usually refused to take anyone to the district office, he couldn't help watching his friends being arrested by the Japanese without emotion.He is not very familiar with Mr. Qian Moyin, because Mr. Qian doesn't come out often, and he will never ask the police.However, Inspector Bai must know that Mr. Qian is a 120% good man; if people are like Mr. Qian, the policemen will be able to rule by doing nothing.When he arrived at the door of Qian's house, he realized that Mr. Qian was being arrested. He wished he could bite Guan Xiaohe to death!However, there were four beast soldiers like iron rods behind him, so he had no choice but to suppress his anger.Ever since the city fell, he had foreseen that he would have to be the enemy's pawn to bully his own people.There was no way for him to escape the most embarrassing of jobs unless he threw off his uniform at once.He couldn't take off his uniform, his own abilities, qualifications, and the food and clothing of the whole family all decided for him that he had to do those inhuman things!Today, as expected, he brought the beast soldiers to arrest the most honest man, who wouldn't even offend a fly, Mr. Qian! After knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered.Just as an iron rod was about to kick the door with its foot, the door opened gently.It was Mr. Qian who opened the door.He looked like he had just woken up, his face was red and wrinkled, he was wearing cloth shoes, and he was buttoning his coat with his left hand.At the first glance, he saw Guan Xiaohe, and he hurriedly lowered his eyelids.With a second glance, he saw Inspector Bai; Inspector Bai turned his head away.At the third glance, he saw Guan Xiaohe nodded slightly to the beast soldiers behind him, just like Judas did when he betrayed Jesus.Very quickly, he thought of two things: Either something was wrong with Wang Pai, or something about Zhong Shi had leaked out.Very quickly, he saw clearly that it was the latter, because Guan Xiaohe was in front of him - he remembered Miss Gaudi's warning. Proud and natural, he asked: "What are you doing?" These three characters are like red-hot iron.Guan Xiaohe lowered her head, as if dodging the red-hot sparks, and took a step back.Inspector Bai followed suit.The two beast soldiers wanted to charge forward as if they were facing a battle.Mr. Qian put his hand on the door frame, blocking the two of them, and asked again: "What are you doing?" A beast soldier hit Mr. Qian's wrist with his hand, turned it over, and gave the old poet a backlash.Blood flowed from the poet's mouth.The beast soldiers walked in.The poet froze for a moment, grabbed the enemy soldier by the collar with his hands, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing!" The enemy soldier struggled with all his strength, and Mr. Qian's hand was like a drowning man grabbing a wooden stick. It seems that the buckle has been returned.Inspector Bai was afraid that the old man would suffer further losses, so he hurried over and supported the old man's elbow with his hand; His foot was kicking on Inspector Bai's leg.Enduring the pain, Inspector Bai held Mr. Qian back, pretending to threaten him.Mr. Qian didn't make another sound. One soldier guarded the gate, and the rest entered the courtyard; Inspector Bai dragged Mr. Qian into the courtyard as well.Inspector Bai said in a low voice: "Don't be angry on purpose, old man! A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses!" Guan Xiaohe has big ambitions but little courage, she dare not come in, and dare not stand outside the door.He walked into the doorway, took out a cigarette case with Fujian lacquer inlaid with silver, and wanted to smoke a cigarette.Opening the cigarette case, he thought of the soldier outside the door, and hurriedly handed over the case to try to be kind.The enemy soldier looked at him, at the cigarette case, took the case, closed it, and put it in his pocket.Mr. Guan smiled bitterly, imitating the accent of the Japanese speaking Chinese: "Okay! Okay! Great!" Young Master Qian—Meng Shi—has been suffering from dysentery for the past two days.Already thin and weak, he became even more unsightly after being ill for two days.His long hair was disheveled and his face was blue. He was walking into the room with his trousers in his hands, humming as he walked.Seeing his father being pulled by Inspector Bai, bleeding from his mouth, and seeing three enemy soldiers swaying in the yard like three armed bears, he forgot the pain and staggered towards his father.Inspector Bai quickly thought: If the enemy only wanted to catch the old man with money, he wouldn't be able to spare another one in vain.If Young Master Qian had a conflict with the Japanese, he would have to be arrested too.Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and became cruel.He was still holding Mr. Qian with one hand, and he clenched his fist with the other.When Young Master Qian approached, he gave Meng Shi a slap in the face.Meng Shi fell to the ground.Inspector Bai yelled loudly, "Big smoker! Big smoker!" After finishing speaking, he pointed to Meng Shi, raised his thumb and little finger, and put them on his mouth. His mouth made a creaking sound, as a gesture to the Japanese. people watch.He knows that the Japanese have always given "preferential treatment" to smokers. The enemy soldiers ignored Meng Shi and went into the north room to check.Inspector Bai took this opportunity to explain to Mr. Qian: "Old man, you are not young anymore, just fight with them; you can't teach them to catch you too!" Mr. Qian nodded.Meng Shi fell to the ground and didn't move for a long time; he had passed out.Mr. Qian looked down at his son, although he was sad, but he was very sad.The death of the second son--now it has been fully confirmed--the grievance of the eldest son and his own suffering, he thought that everything was inevitable, and there was nothing surprising about it.In peacetime, he has flowers, poems, tea and wine; when the country is subjugated, he has sacrifice and death; he is very satisfied with his own experience.He sees prison, torture, and death ahead of him without fear or anxiety.He only hoped that his eldest son would not be arrested, so that his old wife and daughter-in-law would have something to rely on, so that they would not suffer the greatest humiliation and hardship right away.He didn't want to say goodbye to his old wife, he thought she should understand him: she had suffered all her life and had no complaints; if he was martyred, she must also understand the value of his death.To Guan Xiaohe, he didn't want to resent.He felt that everyone in the world was like the five hundred arhats in a temple, each with a certain status; his own should die, just as Guan Xiaohe's should sell others for glory.After thinking about it one by one, his heart was very peaceful and calm.On weekdays, whenever he feels something, he wants to recite poems.Now, he seems to bid farewell to the poem, because he feels that the sacrifice of his second son Zhongshi, Wang’s platoon leader’s willingness to commit suicide rather than surrender, and his own fate are all beautiful passages in the "Part of Subjugation"-these facts, Even if it is recorded in prose, it is still poetic; he no longer has to look for poetry in syllables and rhythms. At this time, Mrs. Qian was pushed out of the house by the beast soldiers and almost fell down.He didn't want to say anything to her, but she came over in a hurry: "They are taking our things! Go and see!" Mr. Qian laughed out loud.Inspector Bai pulled Mr. Qian several times, and advised in a low voice: "Don't laugh! Don't laugh!" Mrs. Qian saw clearly that there was blood outside her husband's mouth.She began to wipe him with her sleeve. "What's the matter?" The old wife's cuff rubbed against his mouth, and he felt as if he was going to have a rash suddenly, his heart hurt for a while, and his body was sweating.Holding her with his hand, closing his eyes, he calmed down for a while.Opening his eyes, he whispered to her: "I haven't told you yet, our second child is no longer here, and now they are here to arrest me again! Don't be sad! Don't be sad!" He still has a lot to tell her, But I can't say it anymore. Mrs. Qian thought she was dreaming.What she saw and heard couldn't fit into the tenon.Ever since the Marco Polo Bridge fire started, she hadn't missed a single day without thinking about her younger son, but her husband and elder son always told her that Zhong Shi would be back soon.That day, a guest came suddenly at night, he looked like a farmer or a soldier.She didn't dare to talk, and they didn't tell her who it was.Suddenly, that person disappeared again.When she questioned her husband, he just smiled and said nothing.Another night, she clearly heard movement in the courtyard, and a woman's voice chirping; the next day, she asked, but did not get an answer.What are these things?Today, the husband's mouth was bleeding, and the Japanese soldiers ransacked and looted the house, and the husband said that the second son was gone!She wanted to cry, but surprise and bewilderment stopped her tears.She took her husband's arm and wanted to ask all the questions carefully.Before she could speak, the enemy soldier had already come out of the house and threw a leather belt to Inspector Bai.Mr. Qian said: "Don't tie it up! I'll follow you!" Bai Inspector picked up the leather rope and said in a low voice: "Loosen it a little, so that they won't beat them again!" The old lady was anxious and shouted : "What are you doing? Where are you taking the old man? Let go!" She held her husband's arm tightly.Inspector Bai was very anxious, lest the enemy soldiers would attack her.At this moment, Meng Shi woke up and called out: "Mom!" Mr. Qian said in the old wife's ear: "Look at the boss! I will come when I go, don't worry!" Turning around, he broke away from her. hands, with two tears of anger, anger, arrogance, and fierceness in his eyes, and walked out with his chest upright.After walking two steps, he looked back at the flowers and plants he had planted by hand. An okra plant was holding large goose-yellow flowers. Ruixuan came out from Huguosi Street, just as Mr. Qian was escorted south by four enemy soldiers.They didn't prepare a car, probably to show everyone on purpose.Mr. Qian had a bald head, cloth shoes on his left foot, and a bare right foot. His eyes were level and his mouth was pursed in a half-smile.His hands are tied behind his back.Ruixuan was about to cry.Mr. Qian did not see him.Ruixuan stood there blankly, watching, watching, and gradually he could only see a few black shadows moving slowly on the side of the road. white light. Staring dazedly, he walked into the sheep pen, except for Li Siye's door which was half open, all the doors of the courtyards were still closed.He wanted to visit Qian's house to comfort Meng Shi and the old lady.Just as he paused at the door of Qian's house, Fourth Master Li -- who was sitting inside the door peeking out -- called him.He went to the fourth master. "Don't go to Qian's house yet!" Fourth Master Li pulled Ruixuan into the door and said, "In these days, relatives cannot take care of relatives, and friends cannot take care of friends. Be careful!" Ruixuan didn't answer anything, he was stunned for a while, and then walked out.When he got home, he had a splitting headache.No one greeted him, he lay on the bed, sometimes aloud, sometimes silently, muttering to himself. All the people in the alleys felt bewildered and depressed when Beiping fell, and they were all excited and joyful when they heard the news of the battle in Shanghai.Until now, they have never seen what the enemy looks like, nor can they imagine what kind of suffering they themselves will suffer.Today, they smelled blood and saw the damage that could be done to them at any time.They are not very familiar with Mr. Qian, but they all know that he is a person who will not offend even a stray dog.The beating and arrest of Mr. Qian made them know how powerful the enemy is.The "little Japan" in their hearts has changed; the little Japans are not only here to occupy a city, but to kill everyone!At the same time, they squinted at the gate of Guan's house, knowing that they had to be extremely careful, and they couldn't even talk about "little Japan"; there were people in their neighborhood who were willing to be Japanese dogs!They hated Guan Xiaohe more than they hated the Japanese, but they would not organize to embarrass him; without the protection of the group, they had no choice but to be angry and not speak out. Guan Xiaohe closed the door tightly, feeling uneasy in her heart.After the sun went down, he became even more afraid, lest someone in the west courtyard would come to take revenge.Without daring to say it clearly, he hinted that there must be a vigil at night. Da Chi Bao was very proud, and announced to everyone: "Come on, this is finally a first achievement! We can't get out even if we want to, so let's work hard and move forward!" After explaining this clearly, she At least a dozen orders were issued every five minutes, and the three servants were kept running around without touching the ground.For a while, she proposed to drink some wine to celebrate her husband's achievements; for a while, he wanted to invite his god-sisters to play cards; And teach the cook to cook some sago porridge quickly.When she saw that Guan Xiaohe was a little scared, she couldn't help but get angry: "You don't know what to do, you kid, you want to eat, but you are afraid of being hot, what are you? After a little work, why are you scared? The one named Qian is your father, and you are afraid of teaching others to beat him to death?" Xiaohe reluctantly said, "I am not afraid if a man dares to do something. !" "It's not over!" Da Chibao's tone became softer. "Would you like to play eight laps, or drink two cups?" Before he could answer, she decided: "Let's play eight laps, I'm in good spirits tonight! Gaodi! Are you coming? Tongfang you Woolen cloth?" Gaudí said he was going to bed.Tong Fang refused.Da Chibao lost his temper and wanted to have a big fight.However, Brother Zhao said: "Mom! Listen!" In the west courtyard, Mrs. Qian burst into tears, and even the big red bag stopped crying.