Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Oily Tone of the Profiteer's Face

Morning. Shuihe Village. In a courtyard house separated from the village office, it was the reception room of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment.

Yu Genshan, who was full of suspicion, looked at Ding Ruxuan, who had fine skin and tender meat and was well-dressed, and then looked at the simple, honest and burly Changgui, and asked in a calm and majestic tone:

"Who are you two? Why with so many weapons? Where are you from? Where are you going? What are you going to do? You have to make it clear to me. ”

Changgui sat casually, looking east and west without saying a word and not caring indifferently.

Ding Ruxuan shook the tulle folding fan painted with landscape paintings, and said with a hippie smile:

"Sir, are you interrogating? Make me a pot of tea to drink first, I want Biluochun, I can't get used to other teas, this dry mouth, I have to moisten my throat first. ”

Yu Genshan said solemnly: "It's not an interrogation, but it's an extraordinary time, it's okay for you to think so, you can answer my question first." ”

Ding Ruxuan looked at the mighty Yu Genshan and said calmly and unhurriedly:

"Sir, my name is Ding Ruxuan, a native of Lin'an County, the head of the Tonghe Opera Troupe, and he is my buddy. A few days ago, we went to sing opera in several places in Shandong, no, just came back and didn't get home yet, we caught up with the devils to sweep up, and we fled all the way. On the way to Shuihe Village, I met two of your brothers from the Eighth Route and the National Army, and I saw that they were wounded, hungry, thirsty, and tired, so I asked them to get into the car and walk together, and gave them our dry food to eat and water to drink. I didn't expect them to think of us as bad guys. Alas, it's really good to be kind, and it's hard to be a good person. Sir, the two of us are really not bad people, I don't believe you to inquire, who among the people in the eight villages around here doesn't know me Ding Ruxuan, I have always been a righteous and wealthy man, helping the weak and the poor, and people send the nickname Ding Da Shan ......"

Staff Officer Wu, who was sitting on the side, didn't believe Ding Ruxuan's words at all, and asked in a stern tone:

"Humph! Do you still need to bring so many weapons when you go out to sing? It's almost enough to equip a class, where did you get it from? There are even machine guns. ”

Ding Ruxuan explained unhurriedly: "We often go hundreds of miles from outside the province to sing, sometimes with weapons and sometimes without them, it depends on the situation. If you ask where you got it, it's easy, we bought it for self-defense. In these years, there are many wars, bandits and robbers are impermanent, and it is common to run into them. There's no way, we have to guard against it. ”

Yu Genshan was still suspicious: "I'm afraid it's not just that simple, right?" Mr. Ding. ”

"Sir, it's as simple as that, that's it."

"Mr. Ding, isn't your home in Shengcang Village? Why did you come to Shuihe Village again? Aren't you afraid of encountering devils on the road? ”

"Sir, didn't I tell you, I'm looking for someone from my theater troupe. Shuihe Village also has my family's house, why can't I come? ”

While talking to Ding Ruxuan in Genshan in the reception room of the courtyard, the political commissar of Xiwuli was learning about Ding Ruxuan's situation in detail from the old village chief of Shuihe Village.

"It seems that you are quite familiar with Ding Ruxuan, you tell me in detail about this person and the situation in his family, especially the political tendencies. You know the situation, it's not a trivial matter, and it's important for us to figure it out. The commissar asked.

The simple old village chief knocked the cigarette pouch pot on the sole of his shoe, and said seriously:

"Yes, I understand, I am an old party member with decades of party experience, and I am also the village head, so I have this responsibility. Political commissar, I am very familiar with Young Master Ding and the Ding family, and I have been dealing with each other for decades. The Ding family is one of the richest families in the western Hebei region, with a large business and a lot of business, almost every village has his family's cultivated land and house, and our village has it, and the big brick kiln by the river in the west of the village is the Ding family. The Ding family treats us people well, not as bad as some black-hearted landlords. The ancestor of the Ding family was an official in the imperial court, and now there are also people working in the government and the Kuomintang army. I don't know much about political tendencies, but I heard rumors that Ding Wenlian, the old man Ding, is Ding Ruxuan's father, who secretly helped the Communist Party and the Eighth Route Army, but I don't know if this is true or false. I also heard that Master Ding also partnered with the Japanese to do business, and he is also the president of the Lin'an County Chamber of Commerce. Young Master Ding is the youngest of his brothers and sisters in the family, he is a good person, he has never bullied us ordinary people, he is not a big man and is not in a hurry to marry a daughter-in-law, he knows how to play all day long, just like his third uncle, after finishing college, he went to Japan to study, and when he came back, he didn't care about anything at home, so he got a Tonghe opera troupe to sing everywhere, and his father was so angry that he didn't have anything to do. It is common for them to go out to sing and carry guns, and we all know that they have indeed been robbed by bandits and robbers in the past, and they have also injured and killed people. But this time they brought machine guns and grenades, and I don't know what's going on, and I'm wondering here. ”

The political commissar listened to the old village chief's narration, especially knowing that Ding Ruxuan had gone to Japan to study, he was secretly surprised, felt that the matter was very serious, and asked seriously:

"Old village chief, we can't just look at things on the surface. Have you ever wondered, could this Ding Ruxuan be a spy of a deeply hidden Japanese devil? ”

The old village chief was shocked when he heard this: "Spies? I don't think it will. Young Master Ding has been timid and cowardly since he was a child, and he has never heard of anything he has done for devils. ”

The political commissar said: "Old village chief, I'm afraid things are not so simple, we can't just look at the surface, we still have to be vigilant." ”

"Yes, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and they can't just look at the past and the surface." The old village chief said.

Morning. The county seat of Lin'an County. Compound of the headquarters of the Japanese garrison.

Nakagawa frowned and walked around the room, he walked up to Qian Wanlin and said:

"Captain Qian, are there any good houses in the county? My headquarters cannot be located in this dilapidated yard, and you must find me a good house before dark. ”

Captain Qian put his feet together, bent down and bowed his head and said with a flattering smile:

"Yes, there are good houses, ready-made. Taijun, the Ding family compound and the Fang family compound are the best houses in the county, with high walls and thick walls, and luxurious style. And the two of them have several mansions in the county, just choose one, will make Taijun satisfied, I will accompany Taijun to see the house, you are satisfied. ”

Morning. Lin'an Town. The second floor of the front yard of Yongan Inn. Inside Boss Xu's office.

Hou Fuping, who was wearing a devil's military hat and dressed as a traitor, suddenly broke into the office, he looked Fang Jiren up and down, and said arrogantly: "Boy, who do you want to die?" ”

Boss Xu pretended to be calm, greeted him with a smile, nodded and said:

"Yo! It's the president of the General Assembly who came, disrespectful, disrespectful. You may be seated, please be seated. Your old man takes care of him, he is a relative in my country, and he was beaten up with others for a little widow, and he is not convinced. No, let me help find someone to go back to take revenge, I have a brother-in-law who is not a squad leader in the Imperial Army, you, your old man said that he is so unproductive. ”

The arrogant and arrogant Hou Fuping sat down and squinted at Fang Jiren, pouted and said sarcastically:

"Hey, look at your virtue, still fucking snatching women and fighting? I see that you have fine skin and tender flesh, and you are just a cowardly bag who has been beaten. ”

Boss Xu echoed casually: "Who said no, this kid just owes a beating." President Hou, your boss takes care of him. Xiao Shanzi, why don't you go and make tea and snacks for President Hou, go quickly! With that, he dragged Francis out of his office and closed the door.

Hou Fuping cocked Erlang's legs, trembling and arrogantly asked:

"Boss Xu, you still haven't given me half of this month's profit, what's the matter? Do you care about this little money in this big inn? If the Imperial Army Gendarmerie comes to you and asks for money, you'll be in big trouble. It's better to hand it over tightly. ”

Boss Xu bowed his head and said good words: "Ouch, my president, you old man can rest assured, I will find a way to get it together, you are generous and tolerate me for a long time, tomorrow morning I will send you over, the hammer will not be missing one of you, I will send you a good cigarette bubble, hey, you just  okay." ”

Standing outside the door, Franciscan was full of anger, but he already had a bold plan in mind. He turned and went downstairs to a guest room and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but the door opened.

Lu Yun, who opened the door, couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Fang Jiren standing outside the door, she looked left and right vigilantly, pulled Fang Jiren's sleeve and walked into the guest room, turned around and closed the door, put the blue burden on her arm behind her and whispered:

"Big brother, I'm leaving, thank you for your rescue and care along the way, I will remember you, we will meet later."

"Miss Lu Yun, it is dangerous for you to go out alone at this time, you can get the medicine you want to buy here, you don't have to go to the county seat to buy it." Francis dissuaded.

"No, I must go to the county seat, I must leave now. I have other things to do, and I can't afford to delay any longer. Lu Yun said resolutely.

"I think you buy medicine secondary, and doing other things is the main thing, right?"

Lu Yun asked vigilantly, "Huh? What did you say? Who are you? ”

Fang Jiren smiled and said, "Miss Lu Yun, I told you that I am from the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment, who are you?" How do I think you're not as simple as you say you are. ”

It was nearly noon. Shuihe Village. The reception room of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment. Qiuyun walked in with a kettle, and when she saw Yu Genshan, Huang Zhongde, and Wu Staff Officers sitting and talking with Ding Ruxuan and Changgui, she couldn't help but be surprised, but she quickly calmed down, thinking in her heart that she would play a round and say good things for Ding Ruxuan, lest he be mistaken for a traitor spy. So, Qiuyun calmly walked over and poured water into the bowl in front of everyone, and said casually:

"The head of the regiment, Director Huang, and Staff Officer Wu drink water, and if it is just opened, it will be ready for dinner in a while. Yo, isn't this Young Master Ding? How did you get here? My dad has been talking about you, you paid for him to cure him, and now my dad is strong, and he also participated in the county brigade to fight devils. Regiment Commander, our Eighth Route Army is now short of food and money, you and Young Master Ding may be able to raise some money here, you can't keep the soldiers hungry. ”

Staff Officer Wu said reproachfully: "Qiuyun, what are you talking nonsense here, we are talking about serious things, don't talk nonsense." ”

Ding Ruxuan stared at Qiu Yun with both eyes, looked up and down carefully, and then said frivolously:

"Hey, this girl is very beautiful, and her figure is not bad. Girl, how old are you? Do you have an in-law? I'll help you find a good family, do you want to? ”

"Young master, what are you talking nonsense, you're ashamed." Qiu Yun blushed and walked out of the reception room with a kettle.

The political commissar walked to Yu Genshan's side, whispered a few words, and then left.

Ding Ruxuan turned his head to look at Yu Genshan and said with a displeased face:

"Sir, shall we go? We're going to have to get somebody in a hurry. ”

Yu Genshan: "Of course you can go." Mr. Ding, can you help us raise some food and money? Our troops are in a difficult situation right now, and we hope that Mr. Ding will help you."

Ding Ruxuan frowned and thought about it, and said with some embarrassment:

"Ouch, this is really a bit difficult to do, in the past few years, there have been droughts and grain harvests, coupled with years of war, business is not easy to do. Let's just say that right now this year, the little devil has been tossing for two months, and how many crops have been destroyed. So, now our family doesn't have much food saved, so let's raise some money and food for you Balu......"

Yu Genshan: "In this way, Mr. Ding is unwilling to help our Eighth Route Army. ”

Ding Ruxuan: "Yes, yes, but sir, do you want to buy it from me or borrow it from me?" You'll have to give me a clear explanation. ”

Yu Genshan suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said solemnly and calmly:

"What do you want? We are for the country, for the nation, for the people, including you and your Ding family, at the expense of bloodshed and sacrifice to resist the Japanese invaders, shouldn't your Ding family do some responsibility and obligation to resist Japan? ”

Ding Ruxuan snorted softly, shook his fan and said disapprehantly:

"Sir, I understand all these truths you said, but our family's food and money are not blown by the wind, are they? Besides, I'm not at home, so my words don't count. However, if you can help me, you must help, and if you can't, don't resent me, how about it? Or would it work? Sir, if I send you money and food, can you give me an IOU? I have an explanation with my family. As for when it will be repaid or not, it doesn't matter, anyway, we don't care if the Ding family is thick. ”

Yu Genshan waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, you two can go." ”

Huang Zhongde: "Wait. Mr. Ding, do you know Francis? He is also from Lin'an County, and he is twenty-six or seventeen years old this year......"

"Yes, I know him too well, little six. I recognize him when he's plucked and burned to ashes. Ay? Sir, why did you ask about Xiao Liuzi? Oh, Francis. ”

"I heard that Fang Jiren had previously participated in the Kuomintang army, with the rank of major, and he also participated in the Battle of Taierzhuang. But, don't know why? Fang Jiren later joined our Eighth Route Army. Mr. Ding, can you tell me about him? ”

Huang Zhongde's words aroused Ding Ruxuan's vigilance, he couldn't figure out the purpose of Huang Zhongde's questioning for a while, he didn't know whether to say anything about Fang Jiren, and it was not good to refuse him, and it was not good to say too much if he was wrong. For the sake of prudence, Ding Ruxuan felt that it was better not to say it. Ding Ruxuan rolled his eyes and thought about it and said, "How could I know about Fang Jiren's affairs?" Since he joined the Eighth Route Army, don't you all know? Instead of asking him, you came to me? It's weird. Sir, can I go? ”

"Let's go, let's go." Yu Genshan waved his hand impatiently and said.

Ding Ruxuan stood up and shook the folding fan and walked out, just took two steps and turned back and said:

"Sir, you have to give me back my weapons and carriage, I bought that machine gun for dozens of dollars." After speaking, he stood up, shook his folding fan, hummed Peking Opera, walked slowly and slowly, and walked out of the reception room with Changgui.

Staff Officer Wu stood up angrily and said: "Look at his ugly face of the landlord exploiting class, and without the slightest bit of the national spirit of the Chinese, I really want to beat him." ”

Yu Genshan said disdainfully: "The landlords and profiteers are not of the same class as us at all, they are the objects of our revolution." We should still rely closely on the broad masses of peasants. We can't point to this kind of person, let alone rely on it. ”

Midday. The county seat of Lin'an County. The Ding family is in the courtyard. There were three men and four young women in the courtyard, each busy under the command of the middle-aged housekeeper Fusheng. The German Blackback Shepherd lies on the steps at the entrance to the main house. Several pigeons flew over the Ding family's compound, circled a few times and landed in the east courtyard, and the housekeeper Fusheng walked quickly towards the east courtyard. did not find the owner Ding Wenqian, Fusheng hurriedly went to other yards to look for it.