Chapter 14 chapter eight

A mountain that lasts forever is not better than a rose that is short-lived and fleeting. - Hegel More than 100 acres of corn were irrigated in two days."Mr. Messy" and I returned to the brigade. Wang Fuhai learned from the experience of being accused of smashing the "treasure statue", and knew that we would bite back. our braids.At the same time, it's not that I'm oversensitive, I always feel that he has a special sensitivity, as if he has already noticed something suspicious between her and me.He cleaned up the cellar where winter vegetables were stored in front of the cell, turned on the lights, and slept in it at night. When he looked up, he could see the cell door through the hole in the back window.

It was even more difficult for her to get in touch with me. Since Wang Fuhai started the night vigil, the tortillas were broken, and the next morning, her dancing posture revealed a lazy melancholy for the first time.When she left for work, she hinted to me that she wanted to give me the receipt of the registered mail, but she couldn't find a chance.In the afternoon, Xiao Shunzi volunteered to go out of work and entangled with Wang Fuhai on the road, so she took the opportunity to hand me a cornbread and the receipt. The receipt was brought back and circulated among each of us.For a moment, everyone seemed to have new hope, and the atmosphere in the cell suddenly became lighter.Xiao Shunzi sang "Tianjin Time Tune" again, and the gloomy Xiao Chen also hummed a few lines of "Sailing the Sea Depends on the Helmsman"; Dr. Li was lying on the kang, with his hands on his head, muttering to himself : "I hope the emperor will pay off those who have painstakingly..."

Four days later, when she left for work, she hinted at me again.In the afternoon, Xiao Shunzi still followed suit.She slipped me a letter! In the evening, Wang Fuhai escorted Ma Ma and the "residues" into the urine bucket. As soon as I went out and locked the door, everyone surrounded me to the corner of the kang.I opened the letter, but it was not Wang Yufang's handwriting. "No! This is not Wang Yufang's handwriting!" I shouted nervously, "She often approves notes for Deputy Teacher Song, and I know her handwriting." "This is written by the left hand." Ma Li said affirmatively, "I can't hide it from me."

"Let's read the content first." Old Qin was still calm. The letter reads as follows: My lover is a revolutionary cadre who is loyal to Chairman Mao, loyal to Chairman Mao's revolutionary line, and loyal to Mao Zedong Thought.Hope you provide the circumstances of his death.You use this method to contact me, presumably your situation is also very difficult.I promise not to implicate you and keep it confidential for you.Please reply quickly. There is no letterhead, no inscription, and it is written with the left hand.We looked at each other in blank dismay. "Mother's!" Xiao Shunzi scolded, shrinking back, "What a thing!"

"That's right! It's true!" Lao Qin smiled confidently, "This is the letter from Wang Yufang. If these people set up a trap, they would never have made it so confusing. These people have very simple minds. Experts in martial arts, but amateurs in literary battles. The traps they set up are extremely clumsy. You think, we are afraid that our letter will not reach Wang Yufang's hands, and Wang Yufang also suspects that our letter is a trap. It's normal to reply the letter in a certain way, which is consistent with what Xiaoshi usually said about Wang Yufang's character. There's nothing wrong, write back!"

"Yes, yes! Write, write..." After Lao Qin's explanation, everyone suddenly realized again, and their brows were beaming with joy.Dr. Li took out the white paper and envelope from under the pillow again. "Let's write it, Xiaoshi, and hand it over to monitor Qiao tomorrow." "Wait a minute!" Lao Qin pressed my hand, like a resourceful think tank in a movie, "This letter cannot tell Wang Yufang about Song Zheng's death. We only tell her that Deputy Teacher Song was arrested We know the whole process clearly, we can testify, and the focus should be on solving the current situation of us witnesses first; if we don’t solve our situation, we can’t talk about anything. Ask her to directly report to the teacher of Deputy Teacher Song in Beijing. The chief complained... and finally told her to give us a reply after receiving the letter."

Indeed, Lao Qin's reasoning ability and planning ability are not inferior to Sherlock Holmes in England and Poirot in Belgium.Moreover, he really has a thorough understanding of the relationship between people and the psychology of people formed in that abnormal state. After the letter was written, it was still handed over to her with the cooperation of Xiao Shunzi.Since then, Wang Yufang has been our only hope. After that, my contact with her stopped, and I was deprived of the opportunity to watch her dance every morning. Wang Fuhai was very enthusiastic about the work of guarding prisoners. Push out to clean the toilet.He squatted himself next to the cesspit, watching us with contentment and leisure.After we finished cleaning the toilets, the "loyalty dance" of the revolutionary masses was over, and we hurriedly ate breakfast, stood in line, shouted slogans, and went to work. The measures to prevent us from getting appendicitis were virtually cancelled.

After more than a month, Wang Yufang never replied.However, the weeding is over long ago, and the rice harvest is also finished. The rice has been pulled to the field and piled up, and it will be threshed after winter.At this time, there was a relatively leisure time in the agricultural production cycle, that is to say, it was time for us to be punished as reported by Xiao Shunzi's "buddies". As the weather turns cooler day by day, the faces of the "prisoners" also darken day by day.The instinct to defend oneself and the instinct to survive has become the only manifestation of everyone's vitality.The predictable disaster in the unpredictable fate weighs on our hearts, which creates a more terrifying hallucination in our hearts, which in turn exaggerates the impending disaster. Therefore, everyone is terrified, and I sometimes tremble Incessantly, sometimes disheartened, sometimes suspicious, sometimes calm-minded... I can only torture myself with hard work, and calm myself with fatigue. I can see her anxious, pity, and love eyes, but at this moment, I don't care.

Dr. Li and the two old men of "remnants of evil", one is engaged in natural science, and the other is a person who does not care about religious sentiments. future.In the prison cell, there were no fortune-telling tools such as playing cards and nickel paper, so they held "Selected Works of Mao" under the dim light, muttering words, first pre-ordering which page and line, and then flipping through the pages. Find, try to figure out what that sentence means to your own destiny. "...It is estimated that this will not be easy to realize. Either the remnants of the Ninety-fourth Army will quickly withdraw to Beiping, or the Ninety-fourth Army and the Sixteenth Army... Well, the key to this sentence is 'It is estimated that this will not be easy to achieve.'" Dr. Li read Looking at the cement slabs of the roof, he muttered, "Is this referring to the letter? Or were they to us...huh?"

"Well, this sentence is quite right, you see," "The Remnants of Remnants" turned another page, and said to Dr. Li quietly: "'Starting from uniting them, seriously and properly review their mistakes and shortcomings, Criticism or struggle against us . . . ’ That is to say, they may still be . . . " "Forget it, forget it!" Lao Qin, wearing a green army coat, paced back and forth anxiously on the ground, scolding the two old men, "Hmph, let me tell you, only a reasonable, beneficial, and disciplined struggle can save the world. Yourselves..." He sat next to me again, cracking his fingers: "Xiaoshi, I always feel that they have been keeping quiet with us recently, maybe they have grasped something, let's estimate again, that surname Did Jo's really send a letter, huh? There ain't no love for no reason, no hate for no reason. You can't believe she really has feelings for you. If it's a trap, it's all smashed..."

"Mum!" Xiao Shunzi said, "My buddies told me that Qiao Anping has a lot of fun with Liu Jun and his gang these days, and always goes to his office..." "This..." It's strange. At this time, I felt both panic and bitter jealousy. "I can't explain it clearly. You know, we haven't been in touch alone for a long time..." However, the next day—September 29th at eight o'clock in the evening, when we were lying in our respective bunks and worrying, she suddenly opened the cell door and called me and Mr. Troublesome. "Let's go!" She stood outside the door, holding a gun, "Go to the school and put in the briquettes." The briquettes were made at noon a few days ago.The primary school is on the west side of the settlement.At this time, the full moon was hanging in the sky, and the fields, the forest belts in the fields, and the roofs of the settlements surrounded by the forest belts were all covered with a layer of cold and resolute leaden white.The surroundings were extremely quiet, and I heard her rapid breathing and shambling footsteps behind me. We silently crossed the dry drain and got into the dark forest belt. "Okay," she grabbed my arm, "you wait here, I'll go and arrange the madman." She sent "Mr. Troublesome" to school, and trotted back soon. "What should I do? Tomorrow there will be a meeting to criticize you." She said angrily, "Now they are in a meeting, and I ran out to tell you for some reason, only a few minutes. What should I do? What do you think?..." "What should I do?..." I couldn't help being infected by her panic, and repeated her question, "But...it's not the first time that a criticism meeting..." "Oh, I forgot to tell you," she obviously didn't know what to say first, "'Eleventh' I will go to the division headquarters to hold a meeting for meritorious service recipients. I will not attend the meeting tomorrow, so give me a day to prepare. This I'm going to go for a few days, and I can't take care of you. The problem is not tomorrow. The army representatives from the regiment headquarters will come to participate tomorrow, and they will not do anything to you. When the army representatives leave, they will throw their arms and do it. Now What they were talking about at the meeting sounds scary, what do you think? Ah..." She subconsciously shook my hand.I stood dumbfounded.The moonlight shone on her face through the sieve-like gaps of leaves, and her face was as pale as silver.The mournful black mole like black jade trembled on her cheek.Her eyes are flickering, like a lake pond that has woken up a sleeping cat. "You run!" She kept rubbing my hands, "Tomorrow, I will hand over the keys to Lianli. Tomorrow night, I will go to Wang Fuhai to steal his bunch of keys. You run to your Go to my aunt, and we will meet in the city. If you run away now, I won't be able to get away..." "That, that..." I was shocked by her plan, and found her suspiciously bold. "This this……" "I've thought about it a long time ago, there will be such a day." She let go of my hand, but grabbed my arms.I felt her palms were hot, "Now they believe me too, let's run back to our hometown at this time, we can all work... the people in my hometown are good, it's all because of me growing up..." She suddenly became excited , slurring some semantically incoherent words.And yet, in the midst of this strange and absurd bewilderment, her unquestionable truth struck my heart, aroused my manliness, and involuntarily passed my hands down her elbows to caress her. With a plump waist, he said to her in a sincere and gentle tone for the first time: "Don't worry, ah, don't worry... I know, they won't do anything to me... Don't worry..." "Oh! No, they plan to beat you. If you are not killed, you will be disabled..." She raised her hand and brushed back my messy hair that had been unruly for several months.I felt her hand slide gently over my heart, "Run, ah, I'd better run to my hometown and come back after exercising..." "It's okay, it's okay...everything will be fine..." "Oh! No, no..." She shook me slightly. My heart trembled, my breath became short of breath, and at the same time, a longing, a desire, a fantasy, an irresistible passion made me feel her face, together with those dry and hot lips, , I couldn't help but put my lips up... All the pain, danger, and disaster seem to have disappeared... The gun slipped down from her shoulder, slipped down... She trembled in my arms like an autumn leaf. "From now on, I will be yours." After an unknown amount of time, she murmured, "Call me!" "What is it called...?" I trembled violently. "Call me sister..." She raised her face, and breathed warmly on my neck, "I call you... brother!" My heart is so sad that it hurts.I was moved by this language of expressing love that has been maintained in the countryside.This habit of addressing husband and wife may have been formed from the combination of close relatives in ancient times, and this way of expressing intimacy through blood ties was naturally expressed from the mouth of a rural girl, containing incomparably deep sincerity and trust. "Call me, call me..." She tapped my chest with her head. And yet I trembled, not only from a ecstasy I had never enjoyed, but also from fear, from a vague, unhappy premonition of her and my future... Now, even though I have passed forty years, even though my temples are already stained with hoar frost, every time I think back to that moonlit night, I think back to spending time with her in the dark forest belt of jujube trees and willows. After two minutes, I still can't help being tender.In a person's life, there is always such an unforgettable moment, and the moment like mine is only two minutes.However, these two minutes are enough for the rest of my life.Now, whenever I feel difficult, confused, or terrified, these two minutes can always make me burst out with youthful vitality, burn my heart, and arouse me to the happiness that destroys people. The courage to criticize things related to human value strengthens my determination to build a better future with everyone.