Chapter 11 Thrilling scene (11)

The night is dark.slippery road.The rain is tight. The two groped and trekked, neither of them dared to speak.Fortunately, Ma Yanxiong was very familiar with these places. He walked in front, pulling Lu Sheng's Liu Bingsi, uphill and downhill, stumbling and climbing, and passed through several villages. Ma Yanxiong was panting rapidly as he walked in the dark.Liu Bingkui blocked him forcefully, telling him to take a break before going on the road. They groped down from the side of the road and came to the foot of a big rocky cliff.They sat down next to each other.This is a good place to avoid rain and people!

The creek below the cliff is flooded.If you listen carefully, the rainy night is a moving piece of music: the gentle sound of wind and rain reminds people of the erhu playing, and the ding-dong of the small river makes people feel like a three-stringed string is being plucked.Liu Bingkui sat next to Ma Yanxiong, his excitement made him want to smoke a bag of cigarettes, but he dared not strike a match.He took out a cloth cigarette pouch and held it to his nose, and took a few strong sniffs.He sneezed, touched Mao Zhazha's face, rubbed his nose, and said with a smile: "Old horse! We can go to Sihe Village by dawn. There is my sister in that village. Tomorrow daytime Let's just stay there for a day, and get up again when it gets dark. After that, we don't know if we will be able to reach Liutan every day." He put the cloth cigarette bag on his nose and sniffed it a few times, and stretched his neck to sneeze happily again ——But he couldn't type it out, because he heard Ma Yanxiong say: "Bingkui, you go home, I'm going back to the county."

Liu Bingsi exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, what an old horse! How dare you go into the city? Can you hide in the city? Or hide in Liutan." Insurance! " Ma Yanxiong didn't speak for a long time.After a while, he said calmly, "Bingkui, I won't hide when I go to the city. I'll go directly to Mr. Hong." "Ah?..." Like a gust of cold wind poured into Liu Bingkui's cavity.Hu Jian opened his mouth wide in the darkness, unable to speak. After a long time, he uttered a series of questions in horror: "Why? Old horse, are you crazy? Are you looking for the tiger's mouth? What are you doing for? Why did your thoughts suddenly become like this? You didn't Want to follow me to Willow Beach?"

Ma Yanxiong tried his best to suppress his emotions, and still said in a calm tone: "Bingkui, I didn't make this decision now; I made it in the cave at the veterinary station, and that's why I ran out. Time was tight, I can't explain it to you... The simple and honest Bingkui understood it all at once, and he yelled in the dark: "Old horse! This is absolutely impossible! They are going to arrest you, how can you go to the door and ask them to arrest you? "Liu Bingkui stood up anxiously, and squatted opposite Ma Zhongyanxiong, with both hands on his knees, his bearded face was close to his.

Ma Yanxiong stretched out two thin hands, groped in the dark and grabbed Liu Bingkui's two thick arms, and said to him emotionally: "Bingkui! I completely understand your feelings. You are my good brother! I will never forget your deep friendship. I am willing to live and die with you and share adversity! You told me to hide on the cliff in Liutan In the kiln, this is indeed safe, but I can’t do it. I am a party member and the secretary of the county party committee. In such a large mass movement, in such a complicated and chaotic situation, can I leave this movement in order to protect myself? For example For example, there are two people fighting in your village. Bingkui, as the secretary of the brigade, can you avoid it for your own safety and not try to persuade the fight? No? You have to risk being punched by two people to try to persuade, Go catch it. Although both of them didn't fight each other because of you, they may have resented you at the time. But maybe after a long time, looking back, they will thank you from the bottom of their hearts.  …Of course, what I am facing now It's not two people fighting, but two groups of people. A fight between two people is easy to catch, but a group fight is hard to catch. If you catch this fight, you have to prepare to lose your skin, flesh, or even your head! Two people fight because of personal matters; God! These two groups People fight and they say it is for the revolution! It involves the lives of thousands of people! Bingkui, do you think this fight should be caught? Liu Bingkui sat on him. Can’t get up, what else can he say? In the darkness, tears flowed down his bearded face, and dripped down on the stone slabs under his feet. Three days ago, he was still in the river bend of Liutan Hitting the dam. I heard that the secretary of the county party committee was locked up in confinement. He took off his head and carried grain on his back to the city to "visit the prison" for three days. Now, he is squatting under this dark stone bank and weeping bitterly. He is like a A person who can't swim sees his relatives fall into the water. He jumps into the water without any thought about his own life or death, and saves his relatives without fear. He even creates a miracle and wins. But the spark of victory is in front of his eyes. It flashed for a while, and then went out again. He tilted his head for a long time, raised his tearful face and asked the secretary. "Old Ma, since you threw yourself on Mr. Hong's door, can you catch this one away? "

"Oh! I can't say anything about it." Ma Yanxiong stroked the water from his hair and said, "But if I don't go back, this fight will definitely happen, and it will happen soon. When I go back, Boss Hong will target me I, Hongzhi, don’t have the strength to take the initiative to attack Mr. Hong right now, so the fight may not start right in front of my eyes. After some time, maybe the Party Central Committee will stop the fighting.” “Then if you don’t go back to the city Go, Boss Hong knows you are not in Shimen Commune, so why not fight?" Liu Bingkui seemed to hold some hope.

Ma Yanxiong smiled wryly in the dark, and said, "If I don't go back to the city, and they don't see me, I believe I'm not in Shimen anymore?" Liu Bingkui was completely desperate.He tilted his head again, and grabbed the muscles on his thighs with both hands!Ma Yanxiong stood up slowly, stood in the dark for a long time, and then said: "Bingkui...let's...just...break up...don't send me off again. You don't know, there is Dadian Temple in front of you. Diansi is on the highway. It would be bad if you run into Mr. Hong. You wait on the rocky cliff until dawn, and take the path back from Wanjiashan Commune. Don’t dare to walk with me again. I'm not afraid, I went to find them. But they caught you, and when they saw you with me, they would definitely punish you. I have already implicated you, and I can't implicate you anymore..." "No!" Liu Bingkui grabbed Ma Yanxiong's thin shoulders with both hands and shook, "No! I must go to the city with you!"

"Bingkui, don't do this. I understand your feelings, but you must not go! If you make a mistake, I will feel sorry for my sister-in-law and the people of Liutan Village! Go back quickly and get your work done Tell everyone not to worry about me, just say I’m okay. You have to believe that the majority of the people in Hongzong are reasonable...Besides, maybe Hongzong won’t punish me this time because he sees me taking the initiative to vote for him!” Finally This sentence is not only a comfort to Liu Bingkui, but also a glimmer of hope for himself.Liu Bingkui let go of his shoulders, and his arms drooped weakly.

They got on the rocks.It was raining heavily.The sound of raindrops resounded throughout the woodland.The soles of the feet are swollen, and stepping on it is like stepping on a cotton bag. At the three-way intersection, the two stood opposite each other.The four hands fumbled together and shook for a long time. "Turn around and go home..." After Ma Yanxiong finished speaking, he resolutely withdrew his hand from Liu Bingkui's hand, and disappeared into the darkness on one side.In the torrential rain, the sound of thumping footsteps gradually faded away... Liu Bingkui stood in the heavy rain, covering his face with his hands, crying like a child!It's raining hard...

The pitch-black earth is quiet, yet noisy—there is no other sound, only the sound of rain.The air was mingled with an earthy smell and the musty smell of plants.The ground has been saturated with rain, and the rain no longer seeps in, but flows freely on the ground. Ma Yanxiong walked against the wind and rain.I don't know where the road is, and every step I step on seems to be stepping into an abyss.The clothes were soaked and became heavier and heavier; the shoes were covered with mud layer by layer, and they were too heavy to lift their feet. With a "gudong", he fell on his back into the puddle!

He groaned and couldn't get up for a long time.Hunger, fatigue, cold, and pain made his already broken body into an extremely weak state, and he almost had no strength to move forward.He lay face down in the muddy water, letting the heavy rain pour down mercilessly. He lay on his stomach, resting on his muddy arm, and naturally thought of the difficult and difficult guerrilla life in 1947: At that time, he often marched on such rainy nights, but Gao Zhengxiang or others were always by his side. Together.Marching and trekking in the muddy and slippery rainy night, thinking that I will soon be able to change into dry clothes at the fellow's house, and drink hot rice soup on the hot kang head, my heart is always very sweet, and I don't feel any bitterness.At that time, he was also in the prime of life, and he would never be unable to get up after falling down like now... Oh, how time flies!Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye... He struggled to get up again, all the strength in his body was concentrated on his arms, and he gritted his teeth loudly!After a lot of hard work, he finally stood up. He stood there panting for a while, ready to take a step out.However, the feet could not be pulled out in the mud.He gritted his teeth and pulled it out, his body swayed a few times, and fell into the puddle again!He lay in the muddy water, with his head resting on his muddy arms, his consciousness lost control for a while, and he was pulled back by the knife-like pain on his back... "Ah, it would be nice to have something to eat..." he murmured to himself, he raised his head subconsciously, and searched nervously in the dark, as if there was really something to eat in front of him.indeed!It seems that not far ahead, there is a faint patch of dense crops.what!So maybe it's late corn?If you can eat a few ears of small raw corn.How wonderful!In this way, he may regain his strength and move forward again.He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and grabbed the mud with both hands and crawled forward.His body plowed the muddy water and crawled forward.Crawling to the edge of a corn field, he groped to pull off an ear of corn, peeled off the skin with trembling hands, no matter whether it was tender or not, he stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite: It was so sweet!However, as soon as he chewed it, his two cheeks and gums tightened suddenly, and he couldn't chew anymore because of the pain!It took a long time for his mouth to relax, and he began to gnaw with big mouthfuls. As the saying goes: Eating a black bean climbs a mountain.He gnawed a few ears of tender corn, and his body obviously became stronger. After eating, he sucked his mother's milk like a child, stroking the land with both hands, and two tears full of emotion dripped on the ground together with the rain. On Mother Earth's breast... Now he set off again - against the rushing wind and rain, one foot high, one foot low, staggering and bumping towards the county town.He thought: After dawn, he must be able to walk to the city.go to town!Right now he only thinks about this goal.What the city would bring him, he did not even think now.Rain, stop it!It was hard enough to watch him take a step forward.He's hungry, he's tired, he's cold, and the wound on his back hurts like a plow... Rain, let it rain harder!Stop him and tell him to go on.You know, if he takes a step forward, he is one step closer to suffering! The rain continued to fall, and he continued to stagger forward; fell, got up again, and walked forward...