One night in the summer of 1924, the news that the Communist Party had arrived in Huang'an spread like lightning throughout Yujiawan. Revolutionary slogans such as "Down with imperialism" and "Down with local tyrants and evil gentry" also permeated Huang'an and Macheng counties with the arrival of the Communist Party. Then, several "unbelievable" strange things happened one after another in the jute area—— ——A long-term worker who was cut off by Ding Yueping, the young master of Ding Zhenyu's family, who was beaten all over his body, escaped from the tiger's mouth and organized a group of poor brothers and sisters. Gold and silver treasures, before leaving, they set a fire, and the light of the fire calmly burned the endless night amidst the puzzled and restless expressions of Dingzhenyu and his servants.

Then it was another night full of stars, several peasants disguised themselves and sneaked into the house of "Master Zhang Ba", the landlord of Zhangjiagang riding a horse, and took away 8 gold bars, a bundle of banknotes and other belongings, and fell into silence without anyone noticing. Dabie Mountains. Then, a large number of farmers broke into the house of Zou Daqing, a landlord in Zoujiawan, Lindian, in broad daylight, smashed open the barn, and took all the grain.Zou Daqing hurried to the county government to file a complaint, bought 8 more guns and hired someone to guard the home...

All of a sudden, the wind of jute suddenly broke out, and the "black-footed poles" who were suffering from pain seemed to feel the pleasure of flesh and blood, blood and sweat in the furious struggle under the cruel oppression-it can't be burned!No fight!No difference! Wang Jian, the head of the Communist Party Huang An who returned to his hometown from the provincial capital Wuhan, reported all this to Mr. Dong Biwu in Wuhan in a timely manner.Therefore, as soon as the "May 30th" tragedy happened in 1925, Huang An, students from Macheng, Dai Kemin, Dai Jilun, Wang Xiusong, Cao Xuekai, Wang Dianchuan, etc., who took to the streets of Wuhan to express their solidarity, were assigned by Dong Biwu to carry the stove Wuhan’s unfailing revolutionary enthusiasm and full of pride led them to return to their hometowns one after another. Under the direct leadership of Huang An’s working group, they united with local revolutionary intellectuals to set up the “May 30th Massacre Support Committee”, held rallies and delivered speeches , distributing leaflets in solidarity with the anti-imperialist struggle of workers everywhere, calling on the masses to rise up and overthrow imperialism and abolish unequal treaties.In order to publicize anti-imperialist and anti-feudal revolutionary ideas and expand the influence of the revolution, the party's Huang'an working group launched "Huang'an Youth" and other publications to promote Marxism-Leninism, reproduce revolutionary news, and criticize reactionary rule.Then, a large number of progressive publications, such as "Sound Guide", "New Youth" and "Chinese Youth", also continued to spread to the jute area, and the revolutionary influence increased day by day.

One afternoon, Wang Jian came to Shangdaijia, a remote village in Ziyun District, Huang'an, to look for Dai Kemin. They had known each other since they were students in Wuhan Middle School.Dai Kemin had just been admitted to the Senior Primary School Affiliated to Wuchang No. 1 Normal School at that time, and often went to Wuhan Middle School to find Wang Xiusong, Dai Jilun and others.Under the training of Dong Biwu and Chen Tanqiu, he joined the Communist Party of China and the Chinese Socialist Youth League successively. In order to support Shanghai workers, students, and citizens in resisting the atrocities of Japanese imperialism massacring Chinese workers and students, Dai Kemin risked being arrested by the reactionary military and police. He took revolutionary leaflets and slogans with him many times to the foreign concessions in Hankou to distribute and post them.After returning home this time, there were visits, speeches, and night schools for farmers, which made the propaganda work very prosperous.Therefore, Wang Jian wanted to talk to him in order to better deploy the next work.But on the trail at the entrance of the village, Wang Jian accidentally ran into Wang Xiusong from Lilinzui Village, Taohua District.

"Xiu Song—" Wang Jian called out eagerly. "Why is it you?" Seeing that it was Wang Jian, Wang Xiusong felt a little strange, "The sports around here are booming. If you don't prepare well for the next step, what are you doing here?" "What about you? Why didn't you stay here in Taohua District?" "I'm here to study, and I'm different from you. You can see that Kemin is good at it. A small village full of less than a hundred people has gathered six or seven hundred people now." As he spoke, he pointed out to Wang Jian A threshing floor under the shade of trees in the distance.

Wang Jian stood on a high place, and sure enough, he saw a large group of people surrounding De Kemin who was standing on the table and giving a speech. "We're talking about the 'Songbu Lesson Plan'." Wang Xiusong said again. "Oh." Wang Jian replied, without saying anything else, just quietly listening to De Kemin's speech. The Songbu teaching case is a famous event.After the imperialists bombarded the door of China with their strong ships and artillery, those missionaries with high noses and blue eyes came to China not far away, and came to remote mountainous areas like Huang'an and Macheng to preach the scriptures.Only in Macheng, Songbu, Futianhe and other places, 34 churches were built at once, and more than 600 believers were developed.It was the 18th day of the fifth lunar month in 1892. People in Songport held a dragon boat meeting in Yusha River to celebrate the Duanyang Festival.Italian missionaries Mei Baoshan and Le Chuanzhuo mixed in the crowd and molested women in broad daylight, arousing public outrage.Xu Quanfu from Songbu and Li Jingou from Tiemen Dayouzhai led the local people to break open the door of the church, beat the foreigner Mei Baoshan to death, and set fire to their Moku church.This was the Songbu religious case that caused a sensation all over the country and even overseas at that time.

After this incident happened, the imperialist consulates were greatly shocked, and they made an unreasonable demand for the heads of 100 "murderers".However, the corrupt Qing government succumbed to the pressure of imperialism, promised to rebuild the church, compensate the silver taels, and sent Xu Quanfu and Li Jingou to prison. Many people who were present at the time were also beaten.The people in Song port were outraged, and they compiled the incident into Huagu opera and shadow play and sang it everywhere. Three years later, Dong Biwu, who was only 10 years old, went to Songbu with his father to study. He was deeply influenced by the "Songbu teaching case". Heroes, and therefore expressed strong dissatisfaction with foreigners and imperialist powers.

"How's the mood of the crowd?" Wang Jian asked Wang Xiusong habitually. "Listen—" Wang Xiusong said. Before Wang Xiusong could finish his words, the slogans from De Kemin's side came like a clamor—"Down with imperialism!" "Down with local tyrants and evil gentry!" At night, when Wang Jian and Wang Xiusong sat in Dai Kemin's "revolutionary home" (Dai Kemin's father, Dai Leifang, who was very close to Dong Biwu in his early years, was a progressive rural intellectual who earned his living by teaching and later joined the Communist Party of China). When I came down, I unconsciously talked about the next step of revolutionary work.

"Kemin, tell me, what should we do next?" Wang Jian held a teacup in his hand, and looked at the somewhat shy Dai Kemin like a big brother. "I can't tell. I'm not even a party member." Although he gave an impassioned speech, Dai Kemin blushed embarrassedly in front of Wang Jian and Wang Xiusong, two party members. "Don't be afraid, talk about it casually. Look at your work so well." It was Wang Xiusong who spoke.He has his own ideas, but it is not easy to express them clearly. Seeing Wang Xiusong's thoughts, Wang Jian took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The revolution has reached this stage, and public opinion propaganda is not enough. While doing a good job in public opinion propaganda, we still have two things to do as soon as possible. : First, we must develop and strengthen our organization; second, under the influence of public opinion, we must act as quickly as possible!"

"Yes." When Wang Jian said this, Wang Xiusong, who was pretty and clever like a girl, but full of "rebellious" spirit in his bones, agreed very much: "You are right. First of all, we The current actions are all fragmented, fighting on their own, lacking the necessary connections and unified deployment. In this way, it looks lively and lively, but in fact, everyone can't catch anything when they leave, and they can't form a greater power; secondly , without specific actions, the soul cannot be touched. You talk about yours, and he does his. After all, you are still two skins. Third, should we set up night schools as soon as possible to teach farmers how to read by themselves. In this way, it will be easier to work gone."

"Also," seeing that Wang Jian and Wang Xiusong had shared their ideas, Dai Kemin was not far behind.As soon as Wang Xiusong finished speaking, he hurriedly continued: "We still have to get in touch with Mr. Dong Biwu frequently. If necessary, we can also send people to study and study outside. I heard that there is a Mr. Mao Runzhi, also named Mr. Mao Zedong, the workshop for the peasant movement he ran is quite distinctive, right?" "Yes, both of you are right. Neither of us has made a revolution. Although I am three or two years older than you, it is the first time to make a revolution. If there is something wrong in the future, I have to rely on the two brothers What a delay." "Brother Jian, what did you say! Although the revolution has no role models, how about helping each other in the same boat?" "Thank you so much, Xiusong!" Looking at Wang Xiusong's gentle appearance, Wang Jian really admired this young man in his early twenties. Wang Xiusong was born into a landlord family.Three brothers, he is the eldest son.When he was seven years old, his father Wang Jianlu sent him to study in a private school.My father earnestly hopes that Wang Xiusong can "jump to the gold list" and be proficient in his set of "learning the way of life and mastering the principles of being an official".Therefore, when Wang Xiusong was admitted to Wuhan Middle School with excellent grades, the "reputable" members of the Wang family were ecstatic.Thinking that the Wang family was "prosperous", after intensive discussions, it was decided to set aside a part of the grandparents' funds every year to support Wang Xiusong's studies.Wang Jianlu was even more proud, and repeatedly told Wang Xiusong to work hard, learn success and live up to the ardent hopes of the family elders.Unexpectedly, Wang Xiusong expressed strong dissatisfaction with the decadent rule of the Qing Dynasty under the guidance of the private school teacher when he was in the private school.After arriving at Wuhan Middle School, after being taught and trained by Dong Biwu and Chen Tanqiu, he soon fell in love with revolution and the ideal of communism, especially in the campaign to support the "May 30th" tragedy. Mister's favorite.After returning to his hometown this time, the first thing he did was astonishing—to mobilize the masses to find Wang Tongbin, the patriarch of the Wang clan, to settle their ancestral accounts! Wang Tongbin, the patriarch of the Wang family, nicknamed "Master Heiyu", was once the president of Shaping, a big bully landlord with political influence.His family has been in charge of the ancestral land of the Wang family for several generations. The farmers who planted the ancestral land of the Wang family have to pay more than 4,000 dans of grain to Wang Tongbin a year. monopolized.Relying on his power, he never announced the accounts to the family, and the masses dared to be angry but dared not speak out.Especially the peasants in Lilinzui, who had no money and power, did not dare to settle accounts with Wang Tongbin.However, Wang Xiusong was not afraid of Wang Tongbin's despotic prestige and disregarded the influence of clan power. After returning home, he led more than 50 poor farmers in Lijiazui, picked up poles and hoes, and went straight to Shahe Wang's house, forcing Wang Tongbin to settle the ancestral account.Through the accounting, Wang Tongbin's corruption was exposed. Every man and woman in the Wang family, regardless of age, was given three buckets of millet, and a sum of money was settled as school expenses.It can be said that a handful of soil has been moved on Tai Sui's head.The peasants were naturally overjoyed, but they were so angry that Wang Jianlu, the father who "hoped for his son to become a dragon", was terrified.Seeing Wang Xiusong leading people rushing towards Shahe Wang's house, he jumped up high, shouting and cursing: "You bastard—you bastard who wants to kill people!" Thinking of this, Wang Jian smiled slightly.Seeing Wang Xiusong's expression of kindness, he said unconsciously: "Xiu Song, after this period of time, you might as well go to Guangzhou to study for us. Just like what Kemin said, learn the good things from others. " "What? Oh, I understand. Let's talk about it after a while, okay? However, I just thought about it for a long time. When it comes to developing organizations, Zhang Nanyi from Qiliping is pretty good..." Before Wang Xiusong finished speaking, Wang Jian stopped him and said, "Let's not talk about this now. Now you and I have two tasks, first, to walk; second, to sleep." I couldn't help laughing. Although Dai Kemin tried to persuade them to stay, Wang Jian and Wang Xiusong still went out.After a few days, it was still night.Thick night fell, and the melancholy river was silent.From time to time, a dog barked, showing the coldness of the night more and more.But in a small thatched hut on Qiliping North Street, at this moment, a pine tree lamp hanging in the center of the hut is secretly lit.The lights fluttered silently, reflecting the faces all around with almost the same expression. "Are you coming soon?" a deep voice asked. "It should be here." A childish voice replied.After a question and an answer, a cautious cough came from outside the house.Then, Zhang Nan, who made a living by playing drums and storytelling, stepped in through the curtain one by one.As soon as he entered the hut, his expression unconsciously became a little nervous.Staring straight at the party flag hanging in the center of the front wall of the hut, he took two steps and was about to salute. People around laughed silently.Wang Jian stepped forward and said, "Don't worry. It's not like this." Zhang Nanyi blushed for a while, not knowing what to do. After the room quieted down, Wang Jian announced the start of the meeting.Then, someone briefly introduced the situation of Zhang Nanyi and other comrades; then, Wang Jian announced that Zhang Nanyi and other comrades were members of the Chinese Communist Party; then, under the leadership of Wang Jian, they faced the party flag and raised their right hands , began to swear. The voice is not high, but the enunciation is clear.Every word and every sentence resounds loudly.The nearly vibrating voice that seemed to come out of their chests was not just a simple oath in a few words, but a kind of force, a cohesion of loyalty, trust, yearning and desire. As soon as the oath was over, Zhang Nanyi couldn't wait to ask Wang Jian to give him "party work". "Continue to play the drums and tell the story." "Still playing drums and storytelling?" "Yes. Storytelling with drums. Just make up the words well." "Got it, got it." Early the next morning, the people on Qiliping North Street heard Zhang Nanyi's new drum lyrics—— At the beginning, there were only a few early risers around Zhang Nanyi, but before the song was over, there was already a dense group of people around.There are only a few small buildings on Qiliping North Street, and there are a few curious faces poking out of the windows on the second floor.In a few days, adults and children not only knew about Zhang Nanyi's new joke, but also knew that Wang Xiusong, a landowner in Taohua District, had run an evening school for the peasants and sang songs, which he composed himself— Wherever the singing went, it was followed by an intensive publicity campaign.For a time, young people can be seen everywhere in the mountain trails, streets and alleys in the jute area, either neatly dressed in Chinese clothes, or wearing top hats and long gowns, walking hurriedly.They went from village to village, and spared no effort to spread revolutionary ideas such as "Down with imperialism", "Down with warlords", "Down with local tyrants and evil gentry", "The world is for the public", "land to the tiller" and other revolutionary ideas.Vigorous, uproarious. However, whether it is Huang'an or Macheng, the young people always respond positively to the propaganda of the students, and most of the middle-aged and elderly people just look on coldly. .Revolutionary revolution, it's fun to talk about it, let's see how they reform the law? Naturally, the local tyrants and evil gentry don't take them seriously—come on, make a fuss, and when you've made a fuss enough, you'll know you're going home. "What should I do?" Wang Xiusong seemed a little worried. "Yes, what should I do?" Wang Jian was not sure what to do next.Of course, it's not that I don't understand, but it's a bit embarrassing. Almost all of them are the children of landlords, or they are the children of scholars who were born as intellectuals.Almost without exception, Wang Xiusong, Dai Kemin, Dai Xiulun, Wang Dianchuan, Xu Pengren, Zhao Cixiu, and Cai Jihuang, Liu Wenwei, Gui Buchan, and Wang Shusheng from Macheng.The revolution is about to fall on their own heads. Will they shrink back because of this? When Wang Jian looked at Wang Xiusong, Dai Kemin, Xu Pengren and others with embarrassment, the shadows of Gui Buchan and Wang Shusheng floated in front of Xiao Zhidao's hut in Fuxingyan Bay, Macheng. Looking at the rice on the field, Wang Shusheng said: "We can't let the blood and sweat of the peasants who have worked hard for a year flow into the grain storehouses of the landlords and wealthy owners." Listening to Wang Shusheng's words, Xiao Zhidao remained silent, looking at Gui Buchan from time to time.It turned out that Xiao Zhidao's family was the tenants of Gui Buchan's family.Looking at the little boss, what can he say. Wang Shusheng saw something, and was about to say something to Gui Buchan, but saw that Gui Buchan had walked up to Xiao Zhidao, and said loudly to Xiao Zhidao: "Uncle Xiao, the reduction of rent and interest will start from today, from you I started to implement it between me, this year, don't pick a grain of grain to my house." "Little boss" Xiao Zhidao didn't know what to say. He stepped forward and wanted to hold Gui Buchan's hand, but he stretched it out for a long time but then retracted it, and then said, "Don't make things difficult for me, I don't have a grain of rent." Dare less!" "Stop talking, Uncle Xiao." Gui Buchan grabbed Xiao Zhidao's hand, shook it vigorously and said, "The times are about to change, I have the final say!" Then, he turned back to Wang Shusheng and said, "Shusheng, when we go back later, we will burn those land deeds in public, okay?" "it is good!" Before the words fell, Wang Shusheng twisted his body and walked out. Then, Wang Shusheng, Gui Buchan and others held a meeting in Gongjialou, burned their land deeds and loan deeds in public, and announced that they would hand over their land to farmers and no longer collect rent or interest. Looking at the leases of land jumping in the flames, facing the astonished and unbelievable crowd, Wang Shusheng's face was flushed with "pockmarks", and he said after a long time: "Our family, although rich and farmland , but they are all obtained by exploiting the masses. If we want to overthrow this unreasonable system, we must start with our own revolution!" Seeing that the students were really acting up, the poor people rushed to tell each other—let’s do it with Wang Shusheng and the others, they are real revolutionaries! Wang Shusheng revolutionized.Standing in the crowd and watching Wang Shusheng, Wang Youan finally breathed a long sigh of relief.As early as 1923, Wang You'an, who was said to be Wang Shusheng's cousin, had spotted Wang Shusheng, a revolutionary seedling.At that time, he had just graduated from Hubei Provincial No. 1 Normal School, and with the mission entrusted to him by Mr. Dong Biwu, he came to the Macheng Examination Shed and became a new teacher in this ancient school.He remembered that one day he said to the students with great sorrow: "Students, Little Japan refused to return Lushun and Dalian in the northeast of our country, saying that it had signed twenty-one articles with Yuan Shikai..." Before he finished speaking, Wang Shusheng He raised his arms and shouted: "Down with 21!" "Break diplomatic relations with Japan!" The students responded in groups.So, surrounded by students, they put on the red armbands of the "Boycott of Japanese Products Committee", went in and out of various stores, inspected Japanese products, took stock and registered them, and promoted patriotism.And amid the cheers of the masses, they piled up the found Japanese goods and set them on fire. He was already a member of the Communist Party at that time, but he was not sure whether the young Wang Shusheng was just a momentary joy or a true patriotism and revolution.In addition, Wang Shusheng is also a cousin, and his temper is difficult to control, so he has not been "developed".After less than two years, seeing Wang Shusheng so determined to carry out the revolution, he thought it was time. And Wang Shusheng not only wants revolution himself, but also hopes that his brothers, sisters, relatives and friends will all take the road of revolution.For this reason, he worked tirelessly, going door to door to mobilize.One day, he came to the home of Ma Jiaao's cousin Chunyu (Wang You'an's younger sister) to propagate revolutionary ideas.He talked about his brother-in-law Ma Youlei and his younger brother Ma Youchao with joy and praise: "Do it, do it! This life should be changed a long time ago. Why didn't you come earlier!" Seeing that the fire was lit, Wang Shusheng deliberately Said: "Does your landlord Lao Tzu agree?" "Who cares, even if one hundred people are not allowed to protest, and one thousand people disagree, we will also protest! We are all educated people, and we still understand this principle." "Then start the revolution?" "let's start!" "No regrets?" "Hey, what are you regretting? If we don't punish you and You'an, we will sooner or later, it would be better if we punish ourselves!" "Okay!" While speaking, the two brothers gave an order, and led the farmers to share all their property, then set fire to the house, and simply moved to Chunyu's mother's house! After hearing the news that Gui Buchan and Wang Shusheng had set fire to the land deed, Wang Jian's uneasy heart finally settled down.But when Wang Xiusong learned that Wang Jian felt embarrassed because of their backgrounds, he stabbed Wang Jian unceremoniously: "Brother Jian, the Communists should be open and aboveboard, such trivial matters, how can you care about your stomach?" ?” The implication between the words, Wang Jian is self-evident.But don't take it to heart, why bother?So long as the machinery of "revolution" hums, what is it? Therefore, the peasant movement in the two counties of Huangma, taking advantage of the flames of Wang Shusheng and Gui Buchan burning the land deeds, flourished again and developed unstoppably.By the autumn of 1925, the number of Communist Party members in the two places had grown from a dozen to dozens.With the approval of the higher-level party organization, in the autumn and winter of this year, Huang'an and Macheng counties respectively established special branches of the Communist Party of China—— Huang An Special Branch Secretary: Dong Xianjue (Juesheng) Members: Wang Jian, Cao Xuekai, Wu Huanxian, Dai Kemin, etc.; Macheng Special Branch Secretary: Wang Youan Members: Cai Jihuang, Liu Wenwei, Deng Tianwen, Wu Jimin, etc. Just at this time, the documents of the Fourth National Congress of the Communist Party of China were passed to the jute area. Naturally, it is an ally of the working class”; in order to lead the Chinese revolution to success, the Chinese Communist Party “must try its best to systematically agitate and organize peasants from all over the country to gradually engage in economic and political struggles.” General organization of peasant associations. The "four major" resolutions are the direction of the revolutionary struggle. "There is a night school for farmers in Qiliping!" "A farmers' association has been established in Ziyun District, and the sign is bigger than that of the county government." "Peach Blossom District sings opera every day, and the streets of Gaoqiao District are full of red flags and green slogans. There is also movement in Macheng. Do you remember the sound of Wang Shu who was riding a horse? It was the one who wanted to be the head of the troupe. Oh, why did he forget? He took His own broken umbrella, torn off the skeleton three times and two times to use it as a civilized stick, imitating the style of the garrison commander, circling the school playground in circles. A group of students pretended to be his horses, and followed behind shouting 'Regimental Commander'." "Ahhh-I see, I see. Wow! Looks like this day is going to change!" The crowd ran to tell each other.The spring flowers are not yet in full bloom, but night schools and agricultural cooperatives are springing up on the jute field one by one. Wang Jian ran between various night schools for farmers, feeling indescribably happy in his heart.However, in addition to this, there is still the news that Dai Kemin was promoted to Wuchang No. 1 Normal School, and the news that Wang Xiusong will go to the Guangzhou Peasant Movement Workshop to study, which made him very excited.A young heart is as proud as the spring breeze of the Dabie Mountains.Although he has to part with them for the time being, he believes that the cooperation in the future will be more pleasant; But it's worth it. "Sooner or later, it is better to score early." He said. "As long as you don't betray the revolution, your blood will stain the forest, and your youth will turn into red mud, you won't say anything, let alone a family?" After seeing Wang Jian, he said with a smile like this. "I'm sorry, Xiusong. I was so confused a few days ago. Now brother Yu should be convinced by my brothers." "Where is it? Keep this poor set, the days of convincing are still to come." Seeing Wang Jian's serious expression, Wang Xiusong teased him on purpose. "I believe. But come back if you have the chance, okay?" "Okay. I'll be back. However, Kemin and I are leaving, so you have to take care of yourself." "You have to take care of yourself." Seeing Wang Xiusong's baby face suddenly became more mature and serious, Wang Jian happily gave him a hand, and then said: "With Xuekai and friends here, what am I afraid of?" ?” Cao Xuekai, born in Ziyun District, Huang'an, graduated from the High School Affiliated to Zhonghua University in Wuchang, joined the Communist Youth League in 1925, and has now become a member of the Communist Party.The person in charge of the Liujiayuan Peasant Night School in Ziyun District; Xu Pengren, a native of Ziyun District, Huang'an, whose father was knowledgeable, taught for a living, a member of the Communist Party, and is now the principal of a junior primary school in Ziyun District; His father was very angry and reprimanded him, saying: "This is a place to respect the ancestors!" But he said: "He is a revolutionary teacher, and according to his method, a new society can be created. " There is also Wang Dianchuan, a landlord in Qiliping, Huang'an, who has known Wang Jian and the others as early as in Wuhan, and is now thinking about the "arming" work that Wang Jian and the others have not imagined and planned. In addition, there are Cai Jihuang, Liu Wenwei, Wang Shusheng, Wang Youan, etc. from Macheng, all of whom are heroes who are like dragons.Without them, how could the work of Riding Horse and Shunhe be so good? Wang Xiusong thought of all these people one by one, but he didn't say anything.Looking at Wang Jian, who looks like a big brother, he just said affectionately: "Yes, with them here, why worry about the revolution not being able to hold back a thousand boats?" Wang Jian smiled, and shook Wang Xiusong's delicate hand, which he felt was also very romantic, but he didn't say anything. On a sweltering night in the summer of 1926, a small classroom at Liujiayuan Minor School in Qiliping, Huangan County was crowded with people.There was a rectangular table in the classroom, and beside the table sat a man in a bamboo gown, resting his cheeks with his hands, and listening to the students' discussions.He is Cao Xuekai, the director and teacher of this school.Although the revolutionary movement is on the rise, facing these poor peasants and their children, Cao Xuekai still has to use easy-to-understand language, combine the principles of the revolution with their actual lives, and patiently preach, eventually educating them Mobilize and free yourself. Seeing that everyone was talking about it, Cao Xuekai stood up, and asked everyone kindly and patiently: "We farmers, working hard for years and months, can cover the ground with grain and pile it up into mountains, why are we still short of food and clothing? ?” "It's our poor people's 'bazi' that is not good." "We are born to suffer." "It's because the graves of our poor people are not good, and the feng shui is not good." "..." Everyone was talking all over the place, but they just couldn't get to the point.But Cao Xuekai was not in a hurry.When the school was first established, Dong Xianjue and Wang Jian once said to him, "The people you are facing are not school-age children who are receiving new knowledge, but a group of people who have been somewhat numb due to the erosion of feudal ideology. Be patient, slowly and bit by bit eliminate their feudal ideas, and make them understand that besides feudal ideas, there are new ideas in this world that are more advanced and more considerate for them.” So, after listening to everyone's "natural" answer, he paused for a while, and after signaling everyone to be quiet, Cao Xuekai said to everyone: "I heard what you said, but it's not right. We farmers suffer from poverty and suffering, it's definitely nothing The "bazi" is not good, it is destined, and it is not what the grave should be, and it is born to suffer, but this world is not good. In this dark and unreasonable world, wolves run rampant, tyrants and gentry are domineering, people like us Laborers work hard all year round but do not have enough food and clothing, while exploiters do not work hard but spend a lot of time drinking. Everything is upside down. The reason why we poor people are poor is the result of being exploited by landlords. Even the landlords understand this truth In Chengma Township of Macheng, there is a landlord named Wang Shusheng, and another landlord named Gui Buchan; we also have a landlord named Wang Xiusong in Taohua District. They all know that our poverty is the result of the landlord’s exploitation, so they Burned the land deeds, borrowed the deeds, led the villagers to settle accounts with their patriarchs, distributed the land to the farmers, and did not need to pay rent or tax, and farmed to support themselves. This is the reason, we have land and land, and we will no longer We are poor. But if we want to have fields, land, food, clothing, and a good life, we must unite and form our own farmers’ association to overthrow those guys who eat human flesh and drink human blood, and overthrow this nonsense The old society of reason!" "What is a peasant association for?" "Who wants to join the farmers' association?" "When will we form the Farmers' Association?" Earlier, Cao Xuekai patiently explained to his "students" why the poor suffer. Here, the Dongyue Temple in Chengmagang, Macheng is also brightly lit.It is the Wang Shusheng that Cao Xuekai mentioned, who is going to publicize the establishment of the farmers association here at the moment. I heard that he was coming, and the farmers from Shicaochong, Xiangjiachong, Shangyuan, Dahepu, and Luojiaya, especially those poor young farmers who usually attended the farmers' night school, came very early.As soon as they entered the door, they surrounded Wang Shusheng and asked endless questions. Facing everyone's high enthusiasm, Wang Shusheng felt indescribably happy.He greeted these questioning people and asked them to sit down.He said at the same time: "Please sit down for a while, and when people from Dongjiawa and Zhujiafan come, let's talk together, okay?" Before Wang Shusheng finished speaking, a large group of people from Dong Jiawa, Zhu Jiafan, Hu Jiachong, and Sun Jiafan had already stepped through the threshold, shouting, "We're coming! We're coming!" "It's good to be here, it's good to be here. Find a place to sit down." Wang Shusheng was inviting people to sit down. I don't know who took the lead, so everyone applauded loudly.After the applause stopped, Wang Shusheng stood up and said: "The Peasant Association is a mass organization of peasants under the leadership of the Communist Party of China. This organization must follow the Communist Party and serve poor peasants. It is different from any previous mass organization of peasants. This The scale of the organization is huge! Hunan, Guangdong, and Jiangxi have already established it, and Huang An has also established it. This association is to organize poor peasant brothers to fight against local tyrants, evil gentry, and corrupt officials. People, all power belongs to the peasant association, take back the land, cancel all kinds of exorbitant taxes that even have to pay taxes. In a word, the peasant association wants to start a revolution under the leadership of the Communist Party and do things for us poor people. " "Hurrah!" "Good revolution!" "Hi Farmers Association!" "We need to quickly set up a farmers' association." "Quick, give me a name first." People got heated up and started talking like a frying pan.Seeing that everyone was very interested, Wang Shusheng then said to everyone: "Tonight, we will set up a farmers' association here." As soon as Wang Shusheng's voice fell, many people raised their hands to name their names.A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl also wanted to sign up, but she didn't have a name. "How can I get it without a name?" Wang Shusheng deliberately teased her. "Then give me one." The girl was not ambiguous at all. "Then get one." "Get one." There were also some young men booing around. "Okay. If you choose one, I'll call it Aimin. Your surname is Xiang, so I'll call it Xiang Aimin, okay?" "it is good--" It was September, the crisp autumn day, when the first farmers' association in Chengmagang, Macheng was established.People affectionately called this meeting "Miao Gang Rise". In a few days, the "black-footed poles" and "yellow mud legs" from all over the jute have stood under the banner of the "ploughhead" of the "Nongxie".In all conspicuous bright places, there are big signs of "Farmers' Association" hanging up one after another. Rent reduction and interest rate reduction, public property liquidation, overthrow of clan power, the peasants took over the seal, and the dung pickers became the big committee members. Didn't expect them to actually do it! Until this time, the local tyrants and evil gentry in Huang'an and Macheng couldn't pretend to be gentle, and couldn't make sarcastic remarks about being cooler than the weather.