There is no wind at night in the mountains, but it is much more refreshing than outside the mountain, at least there is no kind of irritating heat, Xu Si has no sleepiness in his heart, he looks around with his eyes, this is a small house, the inner wall plastered with yellow mud is slightly rough and not painted with white ash, there is no sorghum on the house, it is directly erected on the gable wall with long pine wood, I don't know if the roof is buckled with tiles or thin stone chips?

On the table made of stone slabs was a lamp that shone the size of a bean, but the world outside the door was pitch black, and around the table were knee-high logs as stools, and nothing else.

The light became weaker and weaker, and gradually dimmed, and suddenly it was extinguished after a few shakes, and then the original dark red wick suddenly lit up, and then it went out, and the lamp oil burned out, and the sky and earth became a vast black again.

Xu Si touched the black and changed the clothes that Hu Lijuan brought, the size was about the same, the left foot was easy to put on when the shoes were put on, but the right foot was swollen, it took a lot of hands and feet to put it in, he felt squeezed panic, he got off the kang, and his right foot felt a little numb and a little numb, but it was not harmful. He went to the door in the dark, found a slab by the wall, and sat down against it.

Outside is a little cooler than in the house, with a kind of wind, the night in the mountains is not silent, from time to time there is the sound of unknown insects and startled birds flapping their wings, faintly mixed with a kind of suppressed roar, looking up at the daytime, the southwest sky above the dark as ink is extraordinarily bright than the surrounding darkness, there: about the Japanese station.

Years of drought have made mosquitoes much less, almost unaware of their presence, Xu Si leaned against the wall and fell asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up, the eastern sky had already released a glimmer of light.

Xu Si, who had been sitting and sleeping all night, had great pain in his waist and neck, and his legs were numb, he struggled to stand up and move for a while before feeling much more comfortable, and was about to walk around, but he saw two people walking towards him, and when he got closer, Xu Si saw that the person in front was Xu Wu, and the one behind him was not Hu Lijuan, but a tall man, wearing an earthy gray shirt and pants that Hu Lijuan had changed into last night, his hair was short and straight, and his big eyes were bright under his thick eyebrows.

"Fourth brother, you're up!" Xu Wu greeted with a smile, then pointed to the person behind him and said, "This is our Wang political commissar." Political Commissar Wang walked closer, stretched out his hand to hold Xu Si's hand, and shook it vigorously, the calloused hands were very powerful, only to hear him say happily: "Comrade Xu Si, welcome!" I often hear Xiao Wu mention you, and I can see you today. As he spoke, he took Xu Si's hand and said, "Go!" Let's go inside and talk. ”

Walking into the house, Commissar Wang let go of Xu Si's hand, and the two sat down on the wooden bench, and Commissar Wang looked at Xu Si for a while before saying, "Okay!" Comrade Xu Si, it's great that you can come, the revolutionary ranks need talents like you! Xu Si was stunned, looked at Xu Wu on the side and Hu Lijuan, who had just walked in with a kettle, and said lightly to Political Commissar Wang: "I think you have misunderstood, I didn't come to find you to join the gang." 〞

When Commissar Wang heard this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he asked, "Then what are you doing here?" Xu Si glanced at Xu Wu and said, "I'm here to pick up Xiao Wu back." ”

"What?" Political Commissar Wang asked together, "No!" Hu Lijuan then said, "I'm not going back!" Xu Wu also said something that Xu Si didn't expect,

"Why?" Xu Si asked Xu Wu, "Because I'm very good here, everyone is very good to me." Xu Wu whispered,

"Oh! If you say that, we're going back and we're not doing you any good? Xu Si asked with a smile,

"No, no, I didn't mean that, fourth brother." Xu Wu's face turned red, he glanced at Hu Lijuan and continued: "You are different from them, they, they ......" He stammered a few words, his voice became smaller and smaller, and then he lowered his head.

"You mean!" Hu Lijuan on the side was anxious, put down the kettle and walked over and dragged him, Xu Wu glanced at her, stomped her foot, and ran out, "You come back!" Stop! ......" Hu Lijuan also ran out.

"It's good to be young!" Political Commissar Wang sighed, he turned his head to look at Xu Si, and suddenly asked: "Comrade Xu Si, do you know **?" ”

Xu Si shook his head, "Then do you know the Eighth Route Army?" Xu Si suddenly felt a pain when he heard those three words, and the previous matter of drilling barbed wire and dwarf melons poured into his heart, didn't the dwarf winter melon call Grandpa Balu?

"What's the matter, Comrade Xu Si, your face doesn't seem to be very good." Seeing that his face was different, Political Commissar Wang couldn't help but ask with concern, "It's okay, my head suddenly hurt just now, you continue." Xu Si hurriedly made a deferential look.

"Our Eighth Route Army is a team under the leadership of the people, it is the people's own team, we are a team to liberate all the poor people in the world, you think about it, in the future, each of us will have a field, food to eat, a house to live in, and new clothes to wear, our descendants can no longer suffer like us, they can go to school, continue to read and write, how good!" After speaking, he looked at Xu Si with a wistful smile.

That's a good thing to say, but who can make those officials stop desperately searching for land? Who can make those ** uncles stop eating nonsense? Who can get the Japanese out of the way? Who could get the landlords to give the land to the servants and stop collecting rent? None of this can be, don't look at the earth-shattering sound of patting your chest one by one, but that's all appearances, when the time comes, they are better than anyone else, but can you tell Commissar Wang? Probably can't, because I don't know the face but don't know the heart, who knows what the political commissar Wang in front of him is eating?

"Is it up to us to do what you just said?" Knowing that Xu Si couldn't do it, he still asked,

"No!" Political Commissar Wang said categorically: "We must rely on the masses of the people, and only by relying on the masses of the people can we defeat the Kuomintang reactionaries, defeat Japanese imperialism, overthrow all kinds of stubborn diseases left over from feudal society, and truly realize that the poor are the masters of the country." ”

"The masses of the people? Who? So powerful? Xu Si couldn't help but yearn for a little, Commissar Wang laughed, patted Xu Si on the shoulder and said: "The people are not individuals, he is the general name of a group, you are, I am, and thousands of brothers and sisters like you and me!" ”

"Oh," Xu Si said with a sudden realization, "what you mean is that there are many people and there is great power!" "That's right!" Political Commissar Wang said approvingly: "When that day comes, we can not only eat steamed buns every day, have stir-fried vegetables every day, go out to take a car, wade on a ferry, go to the sky and enter the earth, and watch a play on the kangtou." ”

The more he talked about it, the more mysterious it became, Xu Si was amused for a while, eating mantou every day? Do you think that white flour came down from the sky and didn't cost anything? Stir-fry every day, every day for the New Year?

It may be possible to go out and take a car: buy a donkey, and let the carpenter Liu in the village put on the trailer and sit on it, wading in the ferry? That's for sure, you can't cross without taking a boat, the boundary river is easy to say, but the sea between Xinzhuang and Longkou is big, you can swim over without taking a boat?

Heaven to earth? After death, the soul of this good man is said to be able to go to heaven, and the remaining skin will naturally be buried in the ground, but this is a bit depressing and unlucky.

Watching a play on the kang is a key that cannot be realized at all: if the house is built next to the opera garden, sitting on the kang can barely make up, but look? Who can build a stage in Kang? How big is that?

Thinking of this, Xu Si almost laughed out loud.