Zhao Yunwu's father and mother died early, and he and his grandmother have been dependent on each other since he was a child, so he has the deepest relationship with his grandmother. After walking for half a year, the person he is most worried about is his grandmother. When Zhao Yunwu walked into the yard, his grandmother was feeding the pigs by the pigsty.

"!" Zhao Yunwu shouted.

Grandma turned around and looked at Zhao Yunwu blankly, her eyes moistened.

A family of four entered the house. As soon as Zhao Yunwu came back, the house became lively again. Zhao Yunwu sat cross-legged on the kang and talked about what he had seen and heard in the past six months.

Zhao Yunwu said that when he first arrived in Fengtian, he was a farmer with no skills and no capital, so he could only sell coolies, carry big bags for others, and be a footman. I worked from morning to night, and I couldn't make a few bucks. The place where he works is the Fengtian North Market, where it is a ten-mile foreign market, a prosperous place, with bright lights. But all this has nothing to do with Zhao Yunwu, who experienced the bitterness and helplessness of urban wanderers. The North Market is a gathering place for the three religions and nine streams, and rural coolies like Zhao Yunwu are the lowest people, and they are looked down upon everywhere.

One day at noon, Zhao Yunwu and a group of coolies sat under a telephone pole to rest after finishing their work.

The group of coolie friends came from various regions of the three northeastern provinces, and their tone of voice was southern and northern.

They spoke loudly, which caused many people in the city to roll their eyes.

In today's terms, this group of poor friends is a group of migrant workers, and the people in the city look down on them.

At this time, a rich couple passed by them, and the woman scolded: "Hillbilly! ”

This sentence aroused the anger of poor friends, and one person said, "What's so great about a rich man?" Without us hillbillies, what would you city dwellers eat? What to drink? ”

The woman's husband rushed up and slapped him twice without saying a word.

The anger in Zhao Yunwu's chest was ignited all of a sudden, and he stood up angrily and said, "Why are you beating people? ”

"Damn, do you need a reason to hit someone?"

"Apologize quickly!"

Zhao Yunwu was about to reason with the man, when a middle-aged man came over, dressed very carefully, with a pair of glasses, and at first glance he was a learned person.

After this person finished persuading, he wanted to invite Zhao Yunwu to have a meal and make friends.

Zhao Yunwu wanted to fight the tooth sacrifice, and followed the man down the restaurant. As soon as I talked, I realized that the person's name was Zhou Jianguang.

This week, Jianguang was the most knowledgeable and thoughtful person Zhao Yunwu had met in his life, and he talked a lot with Zhao Yunwu. Zhao Yunwu finally knew what a warlord was and what an emperor was. Nationalism, knowing that China is now a semi-feudal and semi-colonial society. In this conversation, Zhao Yunwu broadened his horizons and increased his knowledge.

Zhao Yunwu admired Zhou Jianguang so much that he threw himself to the ground and asked him what he did? Isn't it Mr. Teaching?

Mr. Zhou said he had opened a Chinese medicine shop at the south gate of the North Market.

Zhao Yunwu thought to himself: I didn't expect a shopkeeper who opened a pharmacy to have such a university question?

Zhou Jianguang asked Zhao Yunwu to help in his pharmacy.

Zhao Yunwu agreed and went to Zhou Jianguang's medicinal herb shop as a handyman.

That's three months. Zhou Jianguang is very mysterious, Zhao Yunwu always feels that he is not an ordinary businessman, and there must be some secret hidden behind him. Every time Zhao Yunwu asked, Zhou Jianguang always said: "Yunwu, you just have to do things in the shop, don't ask about me." Someday, you'll know what I'm up to."

Later, I don't know what the reason is, Zhou Jianguang's medicinal herb shop is about to close. Zhou Jianguang dismissed all the employees in the shop. On the occasion of separation, Zhou Jianguang said to Zhao Yunwu: "Yunwu, goodbye." I'm going a long way away. I'll be back. Hopefully, one day, we'll see each other again. ”

"Brother Zhou, what are you doing?"

"Yunwu, I am doing things for the nation, for the country, for the poor people, one day, you will know who I am?"

Zhou Jianguang mysteriously disappeared. Later, Zhao Yunwu heard through newspapers and broadcasts that there was an underground organization in Mukden, called the Manchurian Provisional Provincial Committee, which was led by **. This underground organization led the peasants and movements, opposed imperialism and feudalism, and stood out for the poor. Zhao Yunwu thought to himself: Could it be that Zhou Jianguang is **?

In the more than three months of dating Zhou Jianguang, Zhao Yunwu has improved his thinking and vision, and admires Zhou Jianguang's personality.

Coming out of the medicinal herb shop, Zhao Yunwu did odd jobs everywhere, and half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

"Brother, have you made a fortune?" Zhao Yunlong is most concerned about this issue.

"Alas, I'll tell you the truth, this time I went for nothing and didn't bring back the money!" Zhao Yunwu said.

"Why? Elder brother? ”

"All the money I earn is spent on poor friends!"

Zhao Yunwu said that half a month ago, he carried a big bag on the dock. The black-hearted boss gave spoiled potatoes to the workers to eat. Poor friends got food poisoning, vomited and diarrhea, and collapsed more than a dozen. But the black-hearted boss didn't ask, and when he saw that things were not good, he slipped away. Zhao Yunwu generously donated money and sent more than a dozen poor friends to the hospital. Because of the timely rescue, the poor friends were saved, but Zhao Yunwu's money was all spent. In this way, Zhao Yunwu saved the lives of more than a dozen people.

"Yunwu, you're doing the right thing!" Ya'er said.

"My eldest grandson has done good deeds, which is a great thing! Money is something outside the body, and milk is not in vain to educate you. Grandma said.

"Hehe, yes, although I didn't bring back the money, but my heart is very open, this trip to Fengtian was not in vain!" Zhao Yunwu said.

Zhao Yunwu told a lot of new things, and the room burst into happy laughter from time to time.

Zhao Yunwu said that there were two major gains from going to Fengtian this time, one was to meet Zhou Jianguang and learn a lot, and the other was to save more than ten things

The life of a poor friend, the good deeds made him happy.

……

In the evening, Zhao Yunwu went to the old tyrant's house to drink. The old tyrant stewed a pot of rabbit meat, made a pot of sorghum wine, and the two chatted while eating.

"Yunwu, this time I went to Fengtian and saw the world, right?"

"What should I say, Mukden is really a good place, the road is full of foreign cars, and there are foreigners with big noses and yellow hair on the street.

At night, the lights are bright, as the song goes, it's a city that never sleeps. However, these comfortable days are lived by the rich

Poor, hehe, that's a miserable! ”

"Uncle Tuhao is old, if I go back ten years, I will also go to Fengtian to break through and see what the flower world is like outside?"

"Uncle, do you know? In June last year, Zhang Dashuai killed the Japanese by blowing them up! ”

"Zhang Dashuai is dead?"

"Well, Zhang Dashuai offended the Japanese, the Japanese put explosives on the train, Zhang Dashuai returned to Fengtian from Beijing, and when the train he took went to Huanggutun, it exploded, alas, I didn't expect a generation of heroes to die so miserably!"

"What about the young marshal, didn't you avenge his father?"

"What revenge? In December, Zhang Xueliang changed his flag, which used to be a five-color flag, but now it has become a red flag with a blue sky and a white sun, which means that he is under the jurisdiction of the national government. Now the Nationalist Government has unified China, but in reality it is a formal and nominal unity, and China is still a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society. ”

"Haha, Yunwu, I didn't see it, after going for half a year, you have been talking in one set. What is a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society? Uncle Tuhao doesn't understand! ”

"I don't say this very well, I heard a gentleman tell me, that gentleman knows a lot, he is **!"

“**？”

"Well, ** is for us poor people! Regime comes out of the barrel of a gun! If the poor want to be liberated, they must have guns! ”

"That's right!"

"Hmm"

Zhao Yunwu and the old tyrant chatted until late at night, and then went home.

"Ya'er, the waist knife you gave me is now returned to its original owner!" Zhao Yunwu took off his waist knife.

"What's yours and mine, now the waist knife is yours, you take it!"

"This is Uncle Han Liu's relics, let's leave it to you for safekeeping!"

"It's not the same who keeps it! When I see this knife, I think of the drum music, why is he not dead? I hate him to death."

"Nothing happened to Zhaojiagou in the past six months, right?"

"Your brother Li Yuting and Guohai are quite close, and Guohai often goes to Li Yuting's house to smoke big cigarettes. Two days ago, Brother Wu Zhanshan came to our house to mention Erlong's marriage. One day, you go to Wu Zhanshan and talk about it, let's handle Erlong's marriage! ”

"Alas, I originally went to Fengtian this time to make some money and come back to marry Erlong, but I didn't think about it......"

"Don't worry, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, sleep......"

Zhao Yunwu blew out the foreign oil lamp in one breath......