Chapter 19 18 after the meeting

After the meeting, Dong Guihua went home with a few women. The moon shone in front of the short wall. The road was high on both sides and low in the middle, and there were some stones. Leave them behind and walk with one foot high and one foot low.A crying child walked among them. His mother was holding one in her hand, holding him with the other, and cursing: "Cry, cry, you are dying! Your mother is not dead yet. Wait until your mother is dead before crying." Bar." "Little San, don't cry, I'll be home soon, buy sesame cakes for Xiao San tomorrow!" Dong Guihua also went to hold him.

"Hey, those who drag their children and children, wake up at five o'clock and stay up in the middle of the night, what a crime! Sixth sister-in-law, why don't you ask Xiaosan to take him? Another woman said. "Oh, forget it, his father is even worse, and he didn't come to the meeting."The director of the farmer's association approached him, and he said that we counted.He was so sleepy that he set out for Shacheng to sell fruit in the middle of the night for two consecutive nights. It didn't matter if he went back and forth sixty miles, and he had to cross the river twice. "

"Whose house do you sell? The fruit is not too ripe." The shepherd's wife also asked her. "Where did we get the money seller's fruit? It was sold for Li Zijun. Li Zijun said he was short of money, so he hurriedly picked some ripe ones and sold them. My ancestor, don't cry." "It's good to have a few acres of orchards, and I love people just by looking at them." The shepherd's wife sighed. "There are so many gardens in our village, none of them belong to the poor. If the poor turn over, it would be great for the family to plant an acre." Dong Guihua also said enviously.

"That's right, don't let the children look greedy." The child cried even more when the adults talked about the fruit. "Oh my god! Turn over, turn over, always turn over, I think that's how it is all my life. We won't come when we die tomorrow." "Sister-in-law Li," the shepherd's wife seemed to think of something suddenly, "If we say we want to stand up, we have to pull out the bark. Just talking about the truth, you can't listen carefully, and you can't memorize it. It's really boring." "Yeah." Dong Guihua didn't want to say that she had the same thought, she thought that if she said it, she would feel sorry for Comrade Yang.

When they were about to turn into the alley, they heard a miserable woman's voice from the field in the west: "Little Bao'er, come back!" followed by a heavy bass voice: "Come back!" The woman spoke again. The cry was repeated: "Little Bao'er, come back!" "Come back!" also repeated. "Liu Guisheng and his wife are really pitiful. His little Bao'er is afraid of being ill. Even Bai Yin'er can't help her. Her spirit is unwilling to let go." The woman holding the child hugged the child even more tightly, " Sigh, let's go, Xiaosan, you will be home in just two steps." "Her Mr. Bai said that the heart is broken, and the emperor of the real dragon was born in Beijing. Beijing has been the place where the emperor sits in the dragon court since ancient times!" I don't know anyone. Telling. "Well, listen to those nonsense! We don't believe it!" But no one echoed the words of the shepherd's wife anymore.

They turned into the alley, and heard the weak, trembling voice of "Little Bao'er, come back!", whining in the boundless and empty night. When Dong Guihua got home, her man had already lit the lamp and was sitting alone on the kang, smoking a cigarette.She said: "Don't stop, the chicken is about to crow." She took a broom and gently swept the mat on the kang, and pulled a square pillow of buckwheat husks from the bedroll: "Go to sleep, I will sleep late today, I don’t think it’s too hot. There’s no stove in the yard.” She walked down to the ground by herself, took off the white singlet, put on a ragged corset, and said, “Little Baoer, I’m afraid I won’t be reliable. Now, Liu Guisheng and his wife are screaming in the wild. Bai Yin'er's spirit is gone. Why, you fell asleep? Look at you, pouting again, who dare you to come? There is a petal in the closet Watermelon, do you want to eat it or not?" "Hmph, it depends on your interest," Li Zhixiang put on a cold face, no one was scornful of him, but he always felt uncomfortable.I want to tell my wife a meal, but I have nothing to say, "Go to meetings all day long tomorrow."

"Hey, you didn't go? It's not that we like to go, it's not that the cadres called you." "Ah! You are also a cadre! Let's see that you can rely on the Communist Party for the rest of your life. They will see who you rely on when they leave. Don't get involved at that time." we." "Hey, Zhang Yumin told you that you promised them to be a women's director at that time, and you didn't say you didn't agree with it, but now you blame us. We are a woman after all, and we marry chickens as chickens. We live in poverty After a large portion of the land, you will beg for food, and if it is worse, you will be begging for food. Are we afraid? Is it because of you to go to the meeting? You also want to have one or two acres of land today, and one or two acres of land tomorrow. Acres of land, if it wasn’t for Zhang Yumin, would you like to borrow those ten stones of grain in the spring? Finally, a few acres of land have been planted, and you forget the holes to be filled after the autumn. The land reform won’t give us anything, okay? Let us rely on you to live, so we don't have to be mad at us." She blew out the lamp, and fell asleep on the other side of the kang in a fit of anger.

This honest man, Li Zhixiang, didn't go on talking anymore, he knocked a little bit of fire from the smoke pot on the window sill, filled another bag of cigarettes, caught the light, lit it, and puffed vigorously, Blame the wife?He doesn't blame her, he knows her heart.However, he remembered what his cousin Li Zhishou told him during the day.Li Zhishou is also a poor man. The two of them met during a break. Li Zhishou asked with a secret look: "It is said that Xu Youwu is coming back, have you heard?" "Really?" Li Zhixiang heard Xu Youwu When he wanted to come back, he felt uneasy. Zhang Yumin bought his five acres of vineyards from Zhang Yumin, and the price was only half of the market price. "I know it's true or not. We also heard people say that the Eighth Route Army is not long. How do you think this happened?" He even put his mouth on his cousin's ear, "It said that Uncle Qian received Xu Youwu's letter, they want to cooperate with each other."

This made Li Zhixiang unable to answer. Li Zhishou added: "He is on two boats, don't look at him as an eight-way, water radish, red skin and white belly." The two of them talked for a long time, but there was nothing they could do.Qian Wengui is the top one among the Eight Great Points, everyone in the village hates him and everyone is afraid of him.If the cadres don't dare to provoke him, everyone should stop talking as soon as possible.Qian Wengui always has eyes and ears, and he will punish anyone who is wrong with him.Li Zhishou also bought a three-acre vineyard, and the two brothers lost their opinions. Who can guarantee that the Eighth Route Army can grow? The "Central" Army has good weapons and has the help of the Americans.But Li Zhixiang is not desperate for the Eighth Route Army. He thinks they are for the poor and will make plans for the poor.They always have a way, maybe they have already detained Qian Wengui, Xu Youwu can't come back, so he ran to the meeting again.Comrade Wen Cai talked so much, he understood some of them and found them interesting.Later, he became more and more incomprehensible. He was very anxious and seemed unable to exert himself. He said in his heart: "Oh, what are you bragging about! No one is happy to listen to you talking so happily. Why don't you talk about Qian Wen's speech?" Detain them, grab their accomplices, their dog legs, and no one will dare to take the land if you give it to them. When Xu Youwu comes back tomorrow, how can you resist their cooperation." He didn't want to sit down, and the guard at the door He was not allowed to come back again, and he felt a little irritable in his heart.It was so easy to wait until he came home from the meeting, the house was pitch dark, and when he went to touch the lamp, he poured a handful of oil. He couldn't help but resent his wife a little: "It's a meeting, a meeting, and I don't even take a picture of the house." Dong Guihua at the other end of the kang waited for a long time and didn't see him say anything, so she couldn't help but said, "Go to sleep, I have to cut the hemp for the uncle's house tomorrow, don't let us go to the meeting, we just don't go in the future." So he Tell her: "It's always good to be less prominent. We have to leave a way out for Pepsi, and we are destined to be poorer if we are poor. It is all destined in the previous life. In case the Eighth Route cannot defeat the 'Central' Army, life will return to the previous time, That's enough for us. Where can the sharp point in the village be overturned?..."

Dong Guihua is only a woman's experience, and her husband's words made her heart alive.She thought of Xiao Bao'er again, alas, Mr. Bai just said that he has a bad heart and refused to let go!She also said: "The real dragon emperor is in Beijing..." She didn't want such a thing to happen, she hoped that everything was like what Comrade Yang said, but her man's concerns were also right, they were honest people who suffered, but Can't offend anyone!She is very sad, there is hope, and it is uncomfortable to have no hope.After much deliberation, she couldn't think of a way out, and she recalled her past pain, her life was like a rotten piece of wood on the water, drifting here and there, going and coming in the waves, the more she drifted, the less she would end up.Weeping quietly, she went to see the honest man in silence.Fatigue has closed his eyelids, and he is enjoying his only enjoyment.The sky is slowly turning bright.