didn't ask for a car, Jiang Xianyun rushed to Quzhen with a squad at the speed of a forced march, but he didn't find anything here, the car stopped in front of the Xiaofeng Teahouse in the town, and the driver was there, but the person was wrong, there were only two people.

"The car down there is yours?"

"Yes. What's wrong? ”

"Who are you?"

"CMA CGM Trading, this is my friend." The answer was calm.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's a mess in the city, it's quiet here."

"Quiet? I guess it has another purpose. Jiang Xianyun sneered.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly said in a pleading voice: "We heard that there is food here, and we want to buy some, but there is no food at home, and there is no food in the market, sir, we will leave now, and we will not buy it." ”

"Coming here at six o'clock?" Jiang Xianyun didn't believe it.

"Sir, it's too late, it's gone, whoever has food now is the uncle, as long as there is something to sell, it will be gone in a while, who is still waiting for you." The two of them looked a little flustered.

Jiang Xianyun looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Did you buy it?" ”

"We bought two bags," the two were a little frustrated: "We came late, and we only grabbed two bags." ”

Without the slightest flaw, Jiang Xianyun saw two bags of grain in the trunk.

There were two wooden sailboats parked on the dock, and several boatmen were bragging together boredly, and it was easy to check because they were two empty boats, and the cabins were empty. The captain hurried out, and took out his cigarette as he went.

"Sir, sir, what's the matter? Notwithstanding commands, notwithstanding commands. "The captain of the boat was dark-skinned and barefoot, and his big yellow teeth flickered.

"Where is your ship going?"

"Hunan, Hunan, pull grain."

"When did you get here?"

"Yesterday, I originally wanted to find some goods here, so as not to empty the ship and go down, at this time, the war is in chaos, and it is not easy for us to find some business, no, sir, if you think it is inappropriate, we will leave immediately, leave immediately."

The boat boss said too much, which made Jiang Xianyun feel disgusted with death, and after waiting for a while, the soldiers came to report that they didn't find anything.

Jiang Xianyun was extremely disappointed, he returned to the town office sullenly, didn't Zhuang Jihua go to Qu Town? This is just a coincidence, Jiang Xianyun thought over and over again, it was still impossible to arrive, Zhuang Jihua had been locked up in prison, and Song Yunfei made the arrangement.

Jiang Xianyun led people to find the peasant association in the town, and the chairman of the peasant association immediately arranged for someone to go out to investigate, and at the same time contacted the trade unions of Erlangtan and Sanhe two wharves, but the chairman told him that the trade unions of Quzhen wharf were controlled by the local gangs.

The peasant association acted quickly, and in the afternoon, the situation in all aspects was fed back, there were no boats in Erlangtan, there were three boats at Sanhe Wharf, two of which docked in the morning, and one was docked at the wharf yesterday and was about to leave the ship.

When Jiang Xianyun heard this, he jumped up, stepped on his horse and led people towards Sanhe Wharf. The four small wharves of Sanhe Wharf are far less lively than Quzhen, but after inspecting a few boats, Jiang Xianyun admitted in frustration that these boats are not.

Time gradually passed, Jiang Xianyun's heart became more and more anxious, looking at the boat shuttling on the river, Zhuang Jihua must be hiding in one of them, if he can't catch him today, he won't be able to catch him again in the future. He divided the people into two groups, one group went to Erlangtan, although the peasant association said that there were no boats there, but it was not certain whether they had neglected something; He took four people to continue the search at Sanhe Pier.

The results of this search disappointed Jiang Xianyun again, where did he go back? Jiang Xianyun was confused, could it be that he was wrong, he was still in the city? Jiang Xianyun was almost shaken, Zhuang Jihua's familiar face appeared in his mind, and various appearances of cunning, sincerity, and seriousness appeared one by one, where are you? Jiang Xianyun began to sort out his thoughts, starting from receiving the report, and then the reports of the various city gates, what must have been overlooked, what in the end? Suddenly, the appearance of the boss of the Quzhen boat appeared in front of him, his words seemed to be too much, and it was very reasonable, to transport grain to Hunan, how much grain could he transport on these two boats? Who is the owner of the goods? And why did the two people from the teahouse come to Quzhen, although they explained, there was a big loophole in it, why did they come by themselves, and what was there in Quzhen that was worthy of them coming in person.

Return to Quzhen, be quick. Jiang Xianyun stepped on the horse again and rushed back to Quzhen with people. The sky was shining with the last rays of light, and the docks were silent, with figures on two boats and sails slowly rising.

"Quick!" Jiang Xianyun was in a hurry, he could now be sure that Zhuang Jihua was on the boat. When Jiang Xianyun arrived at the side of the boat, the boat had not left, the anchor had already risen out of the water, but the cable had not yet been untied. A figure appeared in front of the springboard, so familiar.

Seeing this figure, Jiang Xianyun's heart was sinking, he stopped and looked at Zhuang Jihua. Two close friends, just like this on the boat, one under the bed, quietly looking at each other.

Zhuang Jihua did not have the slightest joy on his face, and there was only endless pain in his eyes.

"Wushan, do you really want to kill me?"

Jiang Xianyun's heart was sour, and tears almost flowed down.

"Is it okay to stay in the Cultural Revolution? Together, we continue the revolution. Jiang Xianyun said in an almost pleading tone.

"Stay?" Zhuang Jihua snorted coldly: "Is there still life to stay?" Haven't you already condemned me? ”

"You are not a crime, you are a mistake, I have already reported it to Director Deng and Director Yun."

"It's a pity that what you say doesn't count. Will the Central Committee of your Party let me go? Zhuang Jihua's cold words pierced the faint speculation in Jiang Xianyun's heart.

"I will make sure to the central government."

"You can't even protect yourself, Wushan, sober up." Zhuang Jihua said calmly, the people below are the most intimate friends in this era, if there is no partisanship, at this time you can entrust friends of life and death; He firmly believed that he was not wrong, but he knew that he was not aware of the naivety and paranoia at that time, and even his own people could be purged by thousands, let alone him, a member of the different party.

"I'm going to get you back, I can't watch you go down the wrong path." Jiang Xianyun was still very calm: "Big deal, I'll die with you!" ”

"Wushan, you don't have a chance, now only I will arrest you," Zhuang Jihua said, "Look behind you." ”

Wang Xiaoshan appeared around Jiang Xianyun with a few figures, and the muzzle of the flower machine gun in his hand exuded a cold cold light; Seven or eight people suddenly appeared on both sides of the ship, and machine guns and rifles were aimed at the five people below.

Zhuang Jihua has been hiding in the home of the chairman of the local trade union, and Wang Xiaoshan is the brother of the chairman's master, and this relationship is more effective than the political axe order.

"So, are you insisting on going to Nanjing and taking refuge with Chiang Kai-shek?" Jiang Xianyun didn't look back, when he saw Zhuang Jihua's figure, he knew that something was wrong, if he wasn't sure, Zhuang Jihua would never appear in front of him like this.

Zhuang Jihua didn't answer, Jiang Xianyun looked at him blankly, and suddenly drew a deep trace on the ground with his foot: "I'll see you on the battlefield from now on, and I will not show mercy." ”

After Jiang Xianyun finished speaking, he turned around to leave, he was afraid that he couldn't help but cry on the spot.

"Wushan!" Zhuang Jihua jumped off the springboard in two steps, rushed to Jiang Xianyun and hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "The Northern Expedition is over, the revolution has failed, Wang Jingwei will also betray you, go to Mao Zdong, follow him, do you hear clearly?" Follow him. I'm not going to meet you on the battlefield. ”

Zhuang Jihua's actions frightened Song Yunfei and Wu Ziniu, they looked at Jiang Xianyun nervously, and the two guns locked Jiang Xianyun tightly.

Jiang Xianyun stood there, quietly looking at the figure and the shadow of the ship that gradually moved away. He knew that he would probably never see him again, and even if they were to be on two different camps, they would no longer be friends, but rivals.

Zhuang Jihua stood on the boat, looking at the shrinking figure on the shore, and the figure was motionless. He didn't know if his fate would change, and he didn't know if he would live until the birth of New China, but he knew that he would never meet him on the battlefield, and he would take off his military uniform when he left Wuhan.

Gradually, tears flowed down my face.

The speed of the boat was very fast, and the last light disappeared into the boundless darkness, Zhuang Jihua was still standing on the side of the ship, looking in that direction.

Break, the weirdest melody played in this era, is staged between friends, brothers, husbands and wives, fathers and sons; Not because of virtue, not because of wealth, not because of cowardice, but the opposite; They are all noble moral character, contemptuous of wealth, brave and fearless people, they are enthusiastic and surging into this revolution for the purpose of saving China, throwing away their youth and life, they firmly believe that their struggle can save the seriously ill motherland and dying mother, so they have no hesitation. But now they have to face failure, and the reason for the failure is precisely their tenacious faith.

"Go to the cabin, Cultural Revolution, your injuries are not over yet." Du Yuming understands Zhuang Jihua's current mood very well, in fact, he is also very uncomfortable, he hid in the cabin just now and didn't come out, he just didn't want to see this scene.

Zhuang Jihua didn't move, he stood next to the side of the boat, opened his chest, and let the river breeze blow:

"Fuck you!!"

(To be continued)