Chapter 79 5. Looking up at Hong Zheng for a long time: I'll follow him, otherwise, he and a few young men will suffer even more.

I don't know who leaked the secret, so my husband rushed to the township government angrily. "Stop, don't rush, which one are you looking for?" He was stopped at the entrance of the yard. "I'm looking for my wife. My wife is Xiao Jiujiu. She's cheating inside!" Her husband was blocked, like a red-eyed dog, barking and cursing. run away.But outnumbered, he was still blocked outside the courtyard.The husband had no choice but to leave cursing.Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, the husband with a kitchen knife in his waist and a loaded bird gun in his hand, with blood dripping from his eyes, rushed towards him like a wolf.Seeing that the situation was not good, everyone immediately scattered like birds and beasts.The husband broke into the office as if he was in no one's land.

With a "bang", the door was kicked open, and the bird gun pointed at Gu Hongzheng who was standing there in tears: "You client, get out, don't take my wife here, or I will kill you!" "Xiao Jiujiu It's my first wife," Gu Hongzheng was irritated, turned around, and cast needle-like eyes on her husband: "I went outside to fight with my life to win the world, and you took my wife at home. You are the one who cheated. Why don't you let us meet, howling here!" "Me?" The husband was stabbed by the needle-like gaze, and the bird gun pointed at Gu Hongzheng's forehead, his bloodshot eyes were as big as cow eggs, and he yelled bitterly: " She and I have a marriage certificate, a marriage certificate issued by the People’s Government.” “I also have a marriage certificate with her, a marriage certificate issued by the Soviet regime. Our marriage certificate comes first!”It's only right and proper!God, what should I do? !The bird gun was five inches lower, and her husband knew well about Jiu Jiu's marriage to Gu Hongzheng, so he looked around for help.

Surrounded by onlookers.Everyone made their own judgments, and some elders stood up to speak. "Two husbands, according to the rules of the Hakka people, let Jiujiu choose one by himself." No matter how big the dispute is, handle things according to the rules. This is the law that the Hakka people have followed for hundreds of years. Boom—the bird gun fell heavily to the ground, and suddenly went off, hitting the ground with a hole.The smell of gunpowder pervades and gradually dissipates. The husband mourned for a long time. Gu Hongzheng smiled and looked at it for a long time.

Heaving a sigh of relief for a long time, he took a step towards Hong Zheng, and hugged him tightly.In plain sight, the facts are obvious: Jiujiu and Hongzheng are getting married, and her husband is remarrying; Hasn't the suffering been enough... "Hong Zheng, now you are suffering more, and he is suffering even more." Jiujiu raised his face to Hong Zheng: "Let me follow him, otherwise, he and a few young men will die more bitterly." A few words are like a thunderbolt, shocking A house full of people. Plop—her husband suddenly knelt at Jiujiu's feet, hitting his head on the ground frequently, and crying like a child.

Tears flowed again, and Hong Zheng's rain of tears hit Jiu Jiu's face badly. "Jiujiu, you're still so good, so kind..." Looking at each other, Jiujiu felt that there were two more wrinkles on Hongzheng's forehead, making him look old all of a sudden. The person is still the same person, the heart is still the same heart, and the love is still the same love, but it is no longer a husband and wife, no longer that title... In the world, how can there be such an arrangement of eternal possession and eternal loss. For a long time, you can tell clearly, what kind of relationship is this? !

Notes: The setting sun in winter shines on the red hills, and the mountains, rivers and waters are glowing with gorgeous rose red.On this piece of red land, there used to be a glorious history of revolution in China. Along the winding path, I went to find what happened here, a trivial matter that has been forgotten by ordinary people. Jiangbei Township, as the name suggests, is located on the back of a winding river.A tributary of the Lianjiang River in Xingguo County, beside an unnamed stream, seven or eight ducks were foraging among the aquatic plants.The shepherd is an old woman wearing a Hakka turban. She is tall and thin, her once straight back is now somewhat bent, and her dark face is covered with criss-cross wrinkles. She sits on a bamboo chair by the roadside houses. On the floor, she sucked her lips and made a series of sounds: "Zhuo, Zhuo, Zhuo Zhuo—" She was urinating a 2-year-old child, and there was a five- or six-year-old boy next to her.A group of flies were extremely excited, buzzing and buzzing, and landed on the sticky face of the child one after another.

The last day of the 20th century - the afternoon of December 31, 2000.The author came to Guoyuan Village, Jiangbei Township, Xingguo County. This old lady is the person I want to visit—Xiao Jiujiu. Everyone in Xiaoxiaoshan Village knows that Xiao Jiujiu is 83 years old this year and enjoys the fixed compensation for lost personnel of the Red Army.However, no one knows: she is a singer from the Red Army Mountain, and she has a history that is in full swing; she is the first wife of Zhou Enlai's guard Gu Hongzheng, and she has an unforgettable marriage. After hearing about my reason for coming, her eyes lit up, and she slowly talked about those years while tending to the children.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Gu Hongzheng wrote and published a memoir "Beside Vice Chairman Zhou".In order for Xiao Jiujiu to have a better understanding of his past life, he also sent a special book to Xiao Jiujiu, who was illiterate.There are many references to Xingguo folk songs in the book, among which there is a passage: During the Red Army’s Long March, when they crossed the snow mountain in June 1935, some people were swept into the snow nest by the strong wind, and the soldiers were depressed.Vice Chairman Zhou Enlai encouraged me to sing folk songs of Xingguo to everyone. "Oh, the mountains are surrounded by heavy fog, and the Red Army team crosses the snow-capped mountains. They are not afraid of all difficulties and dangers, comrades. There is no difficulty in front of the Red Army." As soon as the singing was over, the soldiers became excited and asked for another one, and the atmosphere reversed. .Zhou Enlai looked at everyone with a smile, holding the crutch with one hand and waving the other hand to beat the time, and the singing sounded again.The soldiers lifted their spirits, forgot their hunger and fatigue, and rushed to the peak of the snow mountain against the severe cold.

After receiving this book, Xiao Jiujiu, who was illiterate, repeatedly begged a junior who was studying at school to read it to her. Every time she heard Xingguo folk songs, she smiled knowingly.In this way, little by little, she filled the gap in her memory of Gu Hongzheng... After that, all of this became the past, the past forever. At our request, the old lady hesitated a little, waved her hand to disperse a group of blowflies sticking to the child's face, cleared her throat, and began to sing the folk songs of the year. When she sang a folk song, her face flushed slightly. Although she was 83 years old, her old singing voice was still clear and graceful. In her singing, she seemed to have returned to that youthful and beautiful age.

"Alas——because brother Xiang wanted to spoil me, I took a pair of scissors to chop firewood, washed my face in the morning with my shoes in my hand, and washed my feet in the evening with a washbasin..."