The next day, when the soldiers were about to have lunch, even the political instructor Li Qiming returned. Li Qiming is a man in his thirties in the prime of life, with broad shoulders, a dark and red face, not tall but very stocky.

Seeing that his old partner was back, Cui Fengming greeted him with a smile and asked, "Did you hear that the company's food is delicious these days?" You're just coming back at this juncture? ”

Li Qiming said: "I want to be in the company!" He exaggeratedly said, "Oops! After three days of training, it's like leaving for three years, old Cui, I want to die as your partner! ”

"Really? Let's raise the bar all day long, can you still miss me? ”

"No one raises the bar with me, and my uncomfortable food tastes bad!"

The two talked when they met, and after they finished speaking, they both shook their shoulders and laughed at each other, which was really a happy couple.

Cui Fengming called Wang Hongju, who was practicing with the soldiers, and he pulled Wang Hongju in front of Li Qiming and introduced: "You see, this is Comrade Wang Hongju, a member of the political propaganda team assigned to work in our company by the military department. Then he pointed to Li Mingqi and said to Wang Hongju: "Xiao Wang, this is our instructor Comrade Li Qiming." ”

Wang Hongju hurriedly saluted Li Mingqi: "Report instructor, Wang Hongju, a member of the political propaganda team, report to you!" ”

Li Qiming stepped forward and held Wang Hongju's hand tightly and said enthusiastically: "Welcome to you, Comrade Wang Hongju!" On the eve of the big war, we have to do a lot of pre-war mobilization work, so comrades like you are especially needed. Well done! It's very timely! I think so, you can be a clerk in our company. He shook Wang Hong's hand a few times.

"Yes!" Wang Hong straightened his waist and performed a standard military salute.

Li Qiming looked at Wang Hongju carefully, then pointed at Cui Fengming and ridiculed: "Company Commander Cui, you usually praise yourself for being handsome, and call me a black charcoal strip, this time Comrade Wang can compare you to you!" Ha ha! Cheer me up! ”

Cui Fengming shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

Wang Hongju was very moved by the enthusiasm of the instructor, and when they met for the first time, Li Qiming gave Wang Hongju the impression of being a straightforward and simple man.

After several days of hard work, Wang Hongju and the fighters quickly got together. Wang Hongju is easy-going and polite, and he is clear and eloquent in his propaganda speeches. In his spare time, he also told the fighters the stories of some revolutionary heroes he had read, and sometimes taught them some songs that were sung in the liberated areas. The fighters loved him. However, some fighters reported to Li Qiming that Wang Hongju often talked about Marxism-Leninism, philosophy, social system, and other things that he did not understand.

Wang Hongju was a little puzzled and asked why he wanted to hold a meeting, and Li Qiming told him that the meeting was a means of political and ideological work commonly used by the troops before the advent of the war, so as to increase the soldiers' strong class hatred of the reactionaries and arouse their determination to fight to the death against the enemy.

At this meeting, the soldiers complained bitterly, some hated and said hate, and the enthusiasm for fighting was extremely high. At the end of the meeting, Wang Hongju came to the stage and performed a self-written allegro for the soldiers in order to mobilize the confidence and courage of the soldiers to dare to fight a decisive battle and win a decisive victory before the battle. It won the unanimous applause of the soldiers. Wang Hongju was emotionally excited and recited a prose "Haiyan" by the Soviet revolutionary writer Gorky, and after Wang Hongju finished reciting, he saw that the soldiers in the audience not only did not applaud enthusiastically, but also looked at him inexplicably. He knew that the warriors did not understand the prose poem very well, so he was inspired to say that the petrel in the article represents our revolutionary soldiers, the waves, dark clouds and storms represent the enemy and the dark forces, and the petrel spreads its wings and flies in the waves and storms to imply that the warrior is fighting against the powerful enemy. Cui Fengming listened with a smile, but Li Qiming frowned after hearing this.

After the meeting, Li Qiming found Wang Hongju, he frowned and asked, "Wang Hongju, what kind of thing did you read at the Remembrance Meeting?" It's not in tune with the bitterness of the memory! ”

Wang Hongju told Li Qiming that this was the prose poem "Haiyan" by the Soviet writer Gorky. Li Qiming criticized unhappily: "I don't care about any chickens and ducks, I know that you shouldn't read these things that don't matter at a serious memorial meeting." ”

Wang Hongju didn't think there was any contradiction between remembering bitterness and reciting Gorky's poems, and Li Qiming asked dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Wang, if the storm represents the enemy." Then why did you let the storm come more violently? Do you still think that the Kuomintang reactionaries are not strong enough? Why don't you compare our people's army to a raging storm that blows away that reactionary bird? ”

Li Qiming's words stunned Wang Hongju's question, and he didn't know how to answer, so Wang Hongju had to explain that Gorky's works were written in this way.

Li Qiming said: "I don't know how he wrote it, I know it's wrong for you to say this!" ”

Wang Hongju couldn't help but smile and said: "You don't understand, this is a metaphorical technique in literary creation. ”

Wang Hongju's laughter made Li Qiming very angry. He pointed at Wang Hongju and said, "Are you laughing at me?" Relying on the fact that he has studied for a few years, he looks down on us workers and peasant cadres! ”

"Instructor, I respect you very much, and I don't mean to look down on people."

"So be it. I still have a job, and we'll talk about it tomorrow when I'm free! Li Qiming didn't want to argue with Wang Hongju anymore, so he left with a snort after speaking.

Wang Hongju looked at his departing back at a loss, he didn't know what he was wrong with, and he couldn't understand why the instructor was angry.

The next day, Li Qiming found Wang Hongju and said with a serious expression: "Comrade Xiao Wang, I misunderstood you yesterday, and Company Commander Cui told me about Gorky's poem, I understood the meaning of this poem, and I apologize to you!" However, I still have a problem with you, do you feel that your working methods are not quite right? Some fighters reported that you were either telling stories and singing or talking about Marx and Lenin all day long. The fighters are big guys, they don't understand! They are fighters, not politicians. They only know how to destroy the enemy with the guns in their hands! Also, yesterday you read Gorky's poems to the fighters too far from reality! Don't you say? Now is not the time to inculcate revolutionary theory and cultural knowledge in the soldiers, but the most important task now is to arouse the soldiers' enthusiasm for war before the war! It's a tough battle in a few days, and you'll have to change your way of working! Work in the most popular and straightforward way. Li Qiming waved his arms vigorously as he spoke: "The slogan we often mention is "Class revenge!" "Many of our fighters joined the revolutionary ranks with a deep hatred for the landlords and capitalists, and the purpose of taking up their guns was to take revenge on the landlords and old fortunes who had brutally exploited and oppressed them." Li Qiming said that he was excited, and made a machine-gun shooting posture with both hands. He then went on to say: "The purpose of our pre-war mobilization is to arouse strong class hatred among the broad masses of fighters!" Hatred! Do you understand? Only those who are full of hatred in their hearts can sacrifice their lives to fight the enemy! ”

Wang Hongju asked with some confusion: "Instructor, you can't only hate when you do revolution, right?" Why can't we talk about dedicating oneself to one's faith and ideals? ”

Li Qiming took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handed it to Wang Hongju and said, "Okay! I can't talk to you, a petty bourgeois intellectual from an exploiting class family. Here are a few battle rallies I wrote last night. You wrote them into slogans and posted them around our station, creating a pre-war atmosphere. In addition, when the company held meetings, the soldiers were often led to shout slogans. ”

Wang Hongju felt that what the instructor said made some sense, but it was not entirely true. Straightforward, he expressed his different views to Li Qiming: "Instructor, I may have some things that are out of touch with reality, but I don't completely agree with your statement. Because ideological and political work is a kind of learning, it is not just to make the fighters hate the landlords and capitalists by remembering their hardships, nor is it to raise the ideological consciousness and fighting passion of the fighters by shouting some slogans to defeat this and defeat that, still less can they simply think that they have been bullied by the landlords and capitalists, and to take up a gun to take revenge is to do revolution. We must use the Marxist viewpoint to explain to everyone that the cause of the emergence of landlords, bullies, and black-hearted capitalists is this rotten social system, and the only way to overthrow this reactionary and decadent social system is to overthrow it. Only then can the masses of the proletariat truly turn themselves over and become masters forever, and will never again be exploited and oppressed. Only in this way can our fighters consciously and voluntarily devote themselves to the great cause of liberation. That's what the head of the unit told us when we were training at the military headquarters! I feel that the political and ideological work of our company must be raised to a new theoretical level. ”

Wang Hongju gestured as he spoke, like a debate in a university, and he forgot that he was speaking to his superiors in the army. Li Qiming's face became ugly, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and said loudly: "Comrade Wang Hongju, I want to remind you that this is a revolutionary army dominated by the masses of workers and peasants, not your university classroom. And not your book is angry! To be honest, it's really uncomfortable for me to hear your full of big truths and full of student voices! What else would you do but talk about empty theories and rhetoric? ”

The more Li Qiming spoke, the more angry he became, he suddenly pulled out the pistol on his waist and shook it in front of Wang Hongju's eyes, "I'll tell you about this sour Xiucai." The defeat of the enemy depends on the barrel of the gun, and the battle with the bayonet!"

The young and vigorous Wang Hongju immediately retorted: "We are not heroes of the green forest, we are revolutionary soldiers!" To carry out revolution, we must have a goal, and if we have a goal, we must have doctrine. To have doctrine is to have theory, and to have theory is to have knowledge; If revolutionaries have no cultural knowledge and no revolutionary theory, they can only be a rabble who only know how to fight, kill and kill! ”

Hearing this, Li Qiming could no longer control the anger in his heart. He shouted sternly: "A petty-bourgeois tone! Is our glorious revolutionary army a rabble that only knows how to fight and kill? You have a little culture, so you look down on the soldiers from the workers and peasants? ”

Li Qiming asked a few reasons for this, and then pointed to Wang Hongju's nose and said: "I think there is a problem with your class position, and this has something to do with your family background!" ”

Wang Hong raised his neck and said: "This is not my personal opinion, Chairman Mao Zedong said when he was in Yan'an: 'An army without culture is a stupid army, and a stupid army cannot defeat the enemy.'" This is the teaching of the revolutionary leader, you are a political instructor, how can you not understand it? ”

Li Qiming was asked by Wang Hongju like this, he suddenly got stuck, and held back for a while before he said angrily: "I am a big boss and I have no culture!" I'm stupid! I can't say that you are a college student who chews words. ”

In this conversation, the two broke up unhappily. (To be continued......)