Chapter 55 Chapter Twenty Two

Now, the long-lost Hang Jicao will soon meet her relatives, but this reunion begins with a stranger. On that afternoon in the summer of 1938, when Jicao first saw Yang Zhen, when he got out of the haystack, he looked like a beggar.He was wearing a torn shirt with a tie, his trousers were so dirty that he couldn't see the color, but he had a pair of cowhide shoes on his feet.His face was ashen, trembling like a sieve that kept shaking.Ji Cao is a medical student, and she immediately saw that this troubled scholar was playing tricks. Still, the guy looked happy, waved his hand and said, "...don't, don't, don't be scared, I, I'm not...the bad guy...just, cold, cold...you can get me some water Water, water..." He fumbled around in his trouser pocket, and found a ticket, and said a little embarrassedly, "Yes... yes, sorry, only this, this, this one is left It's..."

Jicao burst out laughing with a flutter, and the man laughed too.Then, he fell down on the haystack with difficulty, and there was some quinine with him, which just came in handy. It can be said that they walked together as companions, at the beginning entirely because of the kindness of Ji Cao.According to this unlucky guy, his name is Yang Zhen, and he ran away from Shanghai University.A group of their students agreed to gather at a place near here and go to a far away place.As a result, he developed cold and fever just after leaving Shanghai, and has been wandering in the countryside for several days. His belongings were also taken away, even his suit was stripped away.He pointed to a thick book that had been used as a pillow in the haystack, and said, "Just this, this book, no one wants it... It just so happens that I also don't want anything but this book..."

Ji Cao looked at the cover of the book curiously. It turned out to be the English version of Das Kapital.When Ji Cao heard about this book, he said solemnly: "It is said that this book is specially for the Communist Party." When Yang Zhen heard this, his eyes, which were listless due to illness, lit up.He lay down, took his medicine again, felt better, and eagerly began his teaching: "Seriously scientifically, this is a book for Marxists." "I don't care what kind of ideologue you are, just tell me what you plan to do first." "I don't know either." Yang Zhen said dejectedly, "It's impossible for you to understand the person I'm looking for."

"Isn't it the Communist Party? Who doesn't know?" "You, you, you know the Communist Party? You... also know-...the Communist Party?" Yang Zhen stared at her as if he couldn't believe it. "Why don't I know u our family, the Communist Party has caught a lot of them." Ji Cao joked. Unexpectedly, that nerd couldn't stand a joke, his eyes were straightened, he raised his head, held the hand that sent the grass with both hands, lowered his voice, and said softly: "Comrade, I found you, it's really...unfortunate... Easy..." Ji Cao laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, ah, hey, how can she afford to be a Communist Party, a person like Chu Qing is pretty much the same.It must be her unserious look that made Yang Zhen understand. He smiled a little embarrassedly, his eyes dimmed, and he lay down in the haystack again with a heavy heart.His appearance made people sympathetic, Ji Cao stopped laughing and said, "You don't have to worry, I know that the person you are looking for can be found in Jinhua."

"You, how do you know? You...have seen them? There is really someone in your...family...the Communist Party?" "I came from Jinhua. Jinhua now has the most cultural people, and they are all running newspapers and publications. "Life in Wartime", "Zhejiang Tide", "Southeast Front", "Cultural Warrior", everything. I have a nephew They are also working with the Communist Party. The Kuomintang and the Communist Party cooperated to fight the war together, and the Communist Party popped up all of a sudden, and it was everywhere. Are you afraid you can’t find it?”

Only then did Yang Zhen stammer and tell her that his ancestors were Taiwanese, and he came to the mainland to develop after his father's generation.When I expanded my business in Shanghai, I took over my wife and children from Taiwan.He went to high school and university in Shanghai, and he is not very familiar with the situation in Zhejiang. "The Communist Party is a genius. If you look like this, it's still a question of whether they want it or not!" Ji Cao put on a very sophisticated look and said, "Come with me, and I'll let you find the Communist Party."

Yang Zhen has very little experience in fleeing, and several times he would have been blown to death by Japanese planes if he hadn't been taken care of by the grass.They had to climb mountains and cross rivers from time to time, and sometimes huddled together with the refugees, and the grass was black and blue on Ruth's body in the thick "Das Kapital".Once they were crammed together almost face-to-face in a broken car with this thick, big book between them.Yang Zhen had just had a cold and fever, and now he was refreshed again, so he kept talking to her about Adam Smith and Ricardo, from one book to another.Ji Cao could tell that he was attacking them.He pretended not to be around, and said eloquently: "You should really know the contribution of Marx's theoretical criticism. He dared to oppose Ricardo in everything. Ricardo repeatedly said that private property is sacred and inviolable, but Marx said that property is theft; Ricardo said about land rent and profit. And the natural course of wages was ambiguous before, but Marx said that the first production of capital was due to conquest, slavery, robbery and murder, in short, by force - you, you, you, you, you, what are you doing! My book! I book! my book!"

It turned out that Jicao's chest was slightly hurt by the big thick book, and Yang Zhen's words in his ears were upset.When she interacts with people, she has always said that others listen to her. Now she has met an opponent, and it is up to him to speak. She has come to listen, and she is not used to it.In addition, she was originally a very whim-like person, and when she suddenly became sexual, she took out the book hidden in Yang Zhen's chest and threw it out of the window.Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment when he saw his precious life book being thrown out of the window.Without thinking about it, he jumped, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and he jumped out of that window.Fortunately, the car drove slower than the old cow's broken car, and Ji Cao saw that he fell to the ground and turned over a few somersaults and was able to get up again.She herself was also stunned by her inexplicable violation, and yelled to start and stop in the car.The driver stopped the car cursingly, and the people in the car also cursed at them two lunatics fiercely.It turns out that the wartime car, the "master" engine, is not easy to restart once it stops.Ji Cao didn't care to fight with everyone, squeezed out of the car and ran back crazily. When he saw Yang Zhen from afar, he waved his hands happily and shouted: "Don't worry, the book is found, don't worry, the book is found!" It's..."

Ji Cao ran up to him, wanting to say "I'm sorry", but seeing his appearance, he smiled and said, "You really have trouble reading and reading." But Yang Zhen said seriously: "I don't blame you, you are the same as I used to be. But such a book is the truth, it will make you a new person." Ji Cao no longer made fun of this troubled scholar.She was embarrassed and found herself stupid for the first time.That's how they became really good friends.They kept talking along the way—it was no longer just Ji Cao alone.There are many times when sending grass is spent listening.She was so old that for the first time she experienced the enjoyment of listening.Whenever Yang Zhen fell ill, Jicao would start talking about her own affairs, about her family members, and of course, mainly about Luo Li.She told this college student about her age everything, including the most secret things.Yang Zhen has a pair of pure eyes, enthusiastic, cheerful, and bright. The knowledge hidden in his brain seems to be inexhaustible.What surprised Ji Cao was that Yang Zhen was the first person she met who openly declared himself a seeker of truth.

When Ji Cao talked about Rowley incessantly, he listened seriously, and sometimes he would interject and ask: "When you are with him, do you feel that your heart is bright?" Is there a kind of happiness that finally comes true after going through hardships? Is your heart as vast as the starry sky and as clean as the bright moon?" "What are you talking about?" Ji Cao asked in surprise.At this time, Yang really looked like a pastor. "I'm talking about the feeling of love." "Have you experienced it?" Yang Zhen shook his head and said: "But I know the feeling when I am close to the truth, just like when I read "Das Kapital" and suddenly understood what the theory of surplus value is. Isn't love the truth?"

"You are really a truth freak." Send Cao commented. Yang Zhen admired the title that was sent to him.He lay contentedly on a pile of rags in a small inn, trembling slightly while looking at the night sky—the roof of the inn is often full of holes, which gave Yang Zhenyu the perfect environment he wanted.On the earth under heavy artillery fire, there is still a deep starry sky.Yang Zhen said: "Everyone has their own truth, for example, love is your truth, revenge is Luo Li's truth, tea is your elder brother's truth..." "Now everybody's thinking about getting rid of the Japs—" "Yes, overthrowing Japanese imperialism is the truth for everyone who does not want to be a slave." "Is it your truth too?" "Of course." Yang Zhen looked at the girl whose face was half hidden in the darkness.She is beautiful, brave, pure, and kind. To love her is to love the truth.Yang Zhen felt that he should not continue to think so wildly, so he said: "However, it is not enough to just overthrow Japanese imperialism. There is also the construction of the country and the liberation of mankind. Why did Marx say that the workers of the world should unite? Why did the Internationale "Let's sing, suffering people all over the world..." "Are you a poor, suffering person?" Ji Cao looked at the head that emerged from the pile of rags.He looked down and out, but he didn't have the look of a suffering person. "I can't say I'm a poor man. But I was a sufferer—" "Because you haven't found the truth?" Ji Cao asked even more surprised, she almost never thought about such a mysterious question. "Now I'm a newcomer. Not only do I want to explain the world, but I also want to change it. So I chose economics. I want to understand many things, such as why the Japanese invaded China—do you know the Hirota Three Principles? " "have no idea." "Didn't your Rowley mention it to you?" "You know he's a soldier—" "Soldiers fought for this. On the eve of the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese Hirota Koki proposed three principles that China must accept: one is economic support, the other is joint defense against the Communist Party, and the third is the recognition of Manchukuo. It is not that there is a strong sense of Is it an economic purpose? In human society, there have always been unreasonable phenomena, such as one person oppressing another person, one class oppressing another class, or one country oppressing another country—" "But why are you thinking so much? Thinking so much, the Japanese planes are still flying overhead, and the bad guys are still snatching your suits. Now you are sick like this, and you are still lying in the pile of rags." "I want to find a way to eliminate this unreasonable system, and I want to personally participate in the process of this elimination. I want to make my life have the greatest meaning, even if it burns briefly like a shooting star across the night sky. Please don’t think I’m talking nonsense. There seem to be few people like us scattered in the crowd, but once gathered together, there are many, many. Now they are all starting to gather. They set off from all over the country, and they all started to go to a place called Yan’an And went." "Where are you going too?" "And you?" "That place sounds nice." "If you are willing to go with me—" Yang Zhen sat up from the pile of rags. "--Luo-Li--" Ji Cao shook his head and said in a drawn-out voice. Even Ji Cao couldn't explain why she loved Luo Li so much.This kind of first love does not have much foundation—the time is so short, and there are not many contacts. In retrospect, the night in the tea garden in the hometown of the moon is really unforgettable.Because of the appearance of Yang Zhen, Ji Cao felt that she loved Luo Li even more.She must love Luo Li, otherwise, she and Yang Zhen are passionately discussing the truth every day, what does that mean? As soon as she arrived in Jinhua, Jicao accompanied Yang Zhen to the editorial office of "Life in Wartime", where she thought she would find his nephew Hang Yi and the female Communist Party member Na Chuqing.She was in vain, her nephew, Hang Yi, had already left with the female communist, Na Chuqing.Fortunately, Yang Zhen got in touch with their people and stayed in the editorial department for the time being.The next day, Jicao was about to go back to the nursery where she was in the countryside, but Yang Zhen brought her a message that he had contacted her with a job and stayed in the Jinhua Nursery Association established a few months ago.He said: "Aren't you still in a hurry to find your nephew? You are in the nursery school, and you are well informed. Maybe you will meet him at any time." It's not a bad idea, and I agreed with a quick sip of grass.She didn't know yet that since the establishment of the Zhejiang Provincial Conservation Association, the Communist Party has established a party group in it.The Communist Party has high hopes for her. In the past year, Jicao has not seen Yang Zhen for many days.He often disappears mysteriously like this, so it's not surprising to send grass.Unexpectedly, one day when I was sending grass, I suddenly received a call from Yang Zhen, asking her to meet him at the Taiwan Volunteer Team at No. 8 Jiutan Lane.Ji Cao shouted: "Yang Zhen, you are ungrateful! You, why haven't you seen your shadow for so many days, and now you appear again?" Yang Zhen said: "I really have something big to do. Come quickly, I still have the frozen top oolong brought by Taiwan compatriots, do you want to drink it?" Ji Cao Sa pouted and said, "Don't tempt me with Dongding Oolong, isn't it just Baozhong tea? In the past, we didn't have any tea at Wangyou Tea House!" It turns out that this bag of tea is a famous tea from Taiwan, and it is said that it also came from the mainland.More than one hundred years ago, it was created by Wang Yicheng, who specializes in tea business in Anxi County, Fujian.Because Chengcha is wrapped in square paper into a rectangular bag, it gets its name.In 1881, Wu Fuyuan, a tea merchant from Tongan County, Fujian Province, set up Yuanlonghao in Taipei, specializing in the manufacture of Baozhong tea.This Baozhong tea is also divided into several varieties, including Wenshan Baozhong, Dongding Oolong, and Taiwan Tieguanyin.What Ji Cao said was right, the big brother Hang Jia and Fan knew of all the teas in the world, and they didn't accept any of them, let alone such famous teas as Dongding Oolong. Yang Zhen was really anxious now, and shouted: "Come quickly, I saw your Luo Li. He asked me to bring the letter, do you still want it?" When Ji Cao heard it, it was like a ticking time bomb buried in her heart suddenly detonated, blowing her heart into ecstasy, and she was speechless. As soon as Yang Zhen arrived in Jinhua, he connected with the Taiwan Volunteer Team.As a Taiwan compatriot, and also as a member of the Communist Party's Invasion Volunteer Team, Yang Zhen is in charge of propaganda in this team.When Jicao rushed to No. 8 Jiutan Lane, Yang Zhen was teaching the children of the Taiwan Volunteer Youth League to sing, and the bright singing sound came out of the alley—— Taiwan is our hometown, where there are thousands of flowers that spit fragrance. We will hate, we will not weep; we will live, not perish. struggle under oppression, learn in struggle, To grow up in learning, we must take back our hometown. Yang Zhen was directing, with long hair, student clothes and a plaid scarf around his neck, all dancing with the waving of his arms.His typhoid fever has been cured, and his whole body has strength.Ji Cao was eager to read Luo Li's letter, and kept waving at Yang Zhen, but Yang Zhen turned a blind eye.It wasn't until the song was rehearsed that he ran to Ji Cao, pulled Ji Cao to sit on a stone bench in the garden, and asked excitedly like a child, "Have you heard of Zhou Enlai?" Ji Cao glanced at Yang Zhen, and said, "Vice Chairman of the Central Military Commission of your Party, Deputy Director of the Political Department of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government, arrived in Jinhua on the 18th of last month, and our Conservation Association came forward to welcome you! The nation is fighting against Japan, the Communist Party is showing its face, Jinhua Street is full of voices from the Communist Party, you still use this to test me, what a joke!" "You don't know, Vice Minister Zhou is back again. I'm going to visit the Volunteer Team tomorrow afternoon. I'm rehearsing the anti-Japanese song to welcome him!" "Didn't you hear that you went from Jinhua to Tianmu Mountain Zhejiang West Branch Office? Could it be that the news is not true?" "Why can't it be true? Vice Minister Zhou went to the West Zhejiang Administrative Office, and I was one of the members of Daqian Station!" It turned out that Zhou Enlai traveled to many places in Zhejiang during his trip to the southeast.First stayed at the headquarters of the New Fourth Army in southern Anhui for 20 days, then went to Jinhua, western Zhejiang, Sufenshui, arrived in Tonglu, arrived in Shaoxing, and then returned to Jinhua.Yang Zhen, as a front-runner to the west of Zhejiang, has been following Zhou Enlai.Unexpectedly, during the trip to the west of Zhejiang, he accidentally ran into relatives of Hang Jicao. "The letter, the letter, give me the letter!" Ji Cao asked incredulously while stomping his feet to read the letter, "How do you know that man is Rowley? You don't know him !" The letter was in the desk drawer, Yang Zhen walked into the house, and said to the chasing Jicao who was jumping anxiously: "If you hadn't told me about the white boy in your family, it would have been Luo Li who came across , I don’t know either.” Ji Cao grabbed Yang Zhen's sleeve with a beating heart, and shouted, "Have you seen Wangyou from our family?" "And Li Yue." Ji Cao couldn't move anymore, she leaned on Yang Zhen's shoulder and burst into tears, cried a few times, then stopped again, and said: "I don't believe it, how could such a coincidence happen? How could you still meet? Wangyou? I ran to them but broke my legs, I don't believe it..." Yang Zhen was afraid that others would see Ji Cao crying and laughing, so he dragged her in and said, "You have to thank Vice Chairman Zhou. He gave a speech at the opening ceremony of Zhejiang West Temporary Middle School. There were more than a thousand audience members. I was working as a guard at the bottom, walking up and down, and suddenly saw a half-grown child on a big tree, covered in snow all over. I remembered the Wangyou you mentioned. Didn’t he also be there? Are you taking refuge in Tianmu Mountain? I don’t think there is such a coincidence in the world, just wandering around under the tree, wanting to wait for the child to get down from the tree and ask for his name. Who knows that the child left before he got down the tree A national army officer came over. I thought again, this time Vice Chairman Zhou was going to West Zhejiang, accompanied by Huang Shaozhan, the provincial chairman of the Kuomintang. Unexpectedly, when he came over, he asked me what I wanted to do circling around under the tree. I blurted out and said the word Wangyou. You see, they all matched. It turned out that their protector, Master Wuguo, brought them to The Chanyuan Temple in West Tianmu Mountain is here. Coincidentally, they met Luo Li again there—" Ji Cao sat down, she cried again, and said, "Why didn't he come with you? Why didn't he come with you..." Yang Zhen said cautiously: "He's gone..." Ji Cao stopped crying, and suddenly became very calm, saying: "Give me the letter." Yang Zhen took out a thin letter, and walked out with a hot water bottle.Ji Cao's demeanor surprised him. The northeastern man he saw in Tianmu Mountain didn't seem to be as fanatical as Ji Cao, and he even seemed a little indifferent.They are somewhat wary of each other.Is this determined by their respective camps, or is it because of sending grass? When Yang Zhen came back with a hot water bottle, Ji Cao was a completely different person.She was beaming, bright and full of love.She gave a warm stretch that looked more like a hug.With a very joyful voice, she dragged her voice and said with a girlish air, "Where is Dongding Oolong? What about Dongding Oolong? Didn't you let me drink the best and best tea from you Taiwanese?" Is it? Get it out! Get it out!" Yang Zhen looked at her silently, he envied Luo Li, and also liked the girl in front of him.He feels that the feelings that arise at the same time are not contradictory at all.He smiled and said: "What a great love letter, it makes you a different person in the blink of an eye." Ji Cao laughed, spread Luo Li's letter in front of Yang Zhen, and said, "Look, what kind of love letter is this?" Luo Li's letter really can't be regarded as a standard love letter, it's just a page torn from a notebook, written in big characters on both front and back pages: Send grass: Knowing your recent situation, I can't write you a long letter.One is that there is no time, and the other is that I am not used to writing.In short, I want to tell you that Wangyou and the others are very safe in Chanyuan Temple, please rest assured.I miss you very much, but I can't come to see you. I have been incorporated into the front-line troops and I will leave soon. I will go to Chongqing first and then receive specific deployment.Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time, I may die for the country at any moment, and I will never return home until I defeat the Japanese devils.Ji Cao, you can wait for me or not, everything depends on your heart.As for my thoughts, needless to say, Chairman Huang climbed Tianmu Mountain with Vice Minister Zhou yesterday, wrote a poem, I will copy it for you, and let it be my heart. On the reverse side is the song "Manjianghong" by Huang Shaozhan—— The Tianmu climbed up again, looking to the east, Zhijiang built this. Vaguely, there are six bridges and sparse willows, and microwave Xizi. In the lonely three ponds, the moon is late at night, and Yue's tomb sheds loyal tears. Thinking about keeping the original intention, life is still death. It really doesn't feel like a regular love letter, but it's real, it's down-to-earth, and it's a good letter.Yang Zhen didn't comment on the letter. He made a cup of frozen top oolong tea for Ji Cao.Before brewing, the tea strands are wrinkled and slightly thick and long. The appearance of this tea is dark green, with gray spots like frog skin. After brewing, the tea is fragrant and the soup is yellow-green.Ji Cao slowly sips the tea, tears slowly come out of his eyes again. Yang Zhen closed the door, sat opposite Jicao, holding a teacup in both hands, as if talking about other people: "I'm leaving." "You know where I'm going." "If you'd like to help me, you can walk with me for a while." "The nursery school is going to send a group of children to the mainland, that is, to Chongqing. If you are willing to accept this task, you can cover my real actions, and I can go with you all the way to Chengdu..." Ji Cao was stunned for a while, then suddenly stood up and said, "I'll be in the nursery soon—" She had already rushed to the door, only to hear Yang Zhen say: "We have already discussed with the childcare association..." Ji Cao told everyone that she set foot on this road to the west to escort the children of the nursery school to the rear area.Only fellow traveller, Yang Zhen, really knew another important reason for sending Cao to this trip. The day we broke up was a very early and very humid morning in Sichuan, and the thick fog turned the air into a pot of white porridge.They were sitting in a small tea house in Chengdu, Yang Zhen's face was shining with a strange light, Ji Cao felt that Yang Zhen was like a ray of sunshine that was sometimes covered by thick fog.She said: "Okay, my fellow traveler's task has been completed, and you should go on your own for the next step." There was a deliberately relaxed affectation in her tone. Yang Zhen looked a little sullen, and he even said a little angrily: "Yes, it was agreed at the beginning, she is a fake fiancee." The garrulous Ji Cao didn't know why, so he felt a little bit wrong.Before they set off, they agreed that they would go to Chengdu together, and then go their separate ways, one going to Chongqing and the other going to Yan'an.However, things became like this, as if Yang Zhen became a Buddha, since he sent the Buddha, he should be sent to the west. Yang Zhen quickly regained his happy and confident nature.He stared into Ji Cao's eyes seriously, and said in an unquestionable tone: "If you want to go there one day, just say my name, and I'll vouch for you." His finger pointed in that direction mysteriously , Jicao knows what "there" means. As if eager to express his state of mind, but at the same time eager to draw a certain boundary line, Ji Cao put his hands on his chest, gasped and swore, "As long as I find Rowley, I will be with him." Let's go to your place together. We must go!" Yang Zhen laughed, and there was some shyness in his smile that he didn't usually have.He shook Jicao's hand a little harder, and said, "Will Luo Li really listen to you? I have talked to him in Tianmu Mountain, and he doesn't seem like a person who is very interested in belief. Besides, you can't grasp it very well." Find him quickly. If you really can't find him, you can come alone." On a sudden whim, Ji Cao blurted out, "Since I've arrived in Chengdu, why don't you just send me to Chongqing, wait until you find Luo Li, and make plans after you find Luo Li, okay?" Yang Zhen was slightly taken aback, and said embarrassingly: "I would like to be with you, but I have to go. You know me..." "I know that your doctrine and truth are more important than mine." Ji Cao regretted that sentence just after she finished speaking, and she replied weakly, trying to hide her rashness and improvisation.But as soon as these words came out, she startled herself even more, and quickly added: "Of course, I can't ask you like this. You are not Rowley after all." "I know, Luo Li is very important to you, I know he is very important. I know he is very important..." Yang Zhen replied thoughtfully, falling into his own thoughts. Ji Cao opened his eyes wide, staring at Yang Zhen, his sickly face was slightly red around the nose, and a small light shone from the bridge of his nose, his hand holding the tea bowl was shaking.Both of them blushed at the same time, and then lowered their heads to scrape off the chaff in the Gaiwancha. "Will we meet again?" Ji Cao was very sad, and now she was sure that besides Luo Li, Yang Zhen was also the man she liked.When she asked him like this, she believed that he would definitely say: "Yes, of course we will meet again." He is such a person, a person full of ideals, enthusiasm, and simplicity.What he wants to say is often predicted by Ji Cao, and he can always say what she wants to say. And sure enough he said, "Yes, of course we'll meet again." Ji Cao also began to look forward to it with confidence: "We will have a lot of time. We can go to the West Lake and discuss any doctrines while drinking tea. Anyway, by then, the Japanese will have been driven away. With so many of us, there will be no Some read poems, some sing, some drink tea—" "Some read Das Kapital—" Yang Zhen interjected, and they all laughed at the same time.Then, Yang Zhen stood up, said "goodbye", and blended into the alley in Sichuan without looking back.Ji Cao watched as he was engulfed by the thick fog.She didn't understand that feeling of attachment that was going on in her.She had never felt this way before.The time she spent with Luo Li was too short, their love was too hasty; and the time she stayed with this young man was too long. The way we came here... It is indeed time for them to break up, and if we continue on, her goal for this trip will almost become blurred...