Three days later, on July 18, 1936, the trail arrived in Xi'an. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he arrived in Xi'an, Xiaolu didn't want to show up immediately, because he knew that Dai Li would not give up. Dai Li's Blue Coat Society must have a lot of people in Xi'an. Now is the heyday of the Central Union, and there will be people in Xi'an.

He only relied on the knowledge and skills of later generations and the Japanese intelligence he recently obtained to deal with Dai Li, and as for the power scheme, he was much worse than him. Only being careful is the way to save your life.

The ancient capital of Xi'an, now stationed in the Northwest Army Yang Hucheng Department and the Northeast Army No. 1.

Xi'an is really dilapidated.

Xiaolu went to Xi'an in later generations, and when the slow train took him to a place where someone lived in a cave, he found that this Xi'an was not the same as that of later generations.

Find a small inn to stay, Xiaolu wants to go out to have a look, ask the store for directions, ask where there is anything to eat. The shopkeeper said: "If you want to see Xi'an City, you must go to two places, a four-bell and drum tower, and a four-tablet forest." If you want to prick something, you must prick the mutton bubble and the gourd head. ”

The steamed bun in the steamed bun is a kind of baked cake, called "Tuo Tuo Bun", which is baked with non-leavened dough, the so-called "tiger back chrysanthemum heart". The soup is boiled with high-quality lamb, beef bones, and toppings. Diners need to break the bun into thumb-sized pieces, the restaurant adds water to boil the thick soup, puts in the cooked beef and mutton slices, and then puts the broken buns, after a little cooking, pour mutton fat and condiments, it is very delicious.

The gourd head is similar to the steamed bun, and the soup has an additional pig intestine.

Xiao Lu asked, "The one with the mutton bubble is the best?" ”

The shopkeeper said, "Tong Shengxiang." When you arrive at the bell tower, you will be there. "All at once.

In the thirties, Xi'an had a small population, mainly concentrated within the city walls. With the bell tower as the center of the city, I want to radiate around the East Street, West Street, South Street, North Street, a city in all directions. I visited the Forest of Steles and went up to the city wall to see for a while.

At noon, the road arrived at Tongshengxiang, and there were not many people at this time, there were a few officers, and two businessmen. The guy saw the Xiaolu student dressed up and said, "This classmate, please inside." ”

Xiaolu sat down, and the guy said, "A bowl of mutton bubbles?" ”

Xiaolu said: "Yes." How do you know I'm a student? ”

The guy said: "There are many exiled students in the Northeast, and there are not many people who come here to eat. He put on a pot helmet and said, "You first break the pot helmet yourself and put it in a bowl." Wash your hands in the corner there. ”

Xiaolu washed his hands, picked up the pot helmet and looked at it, it was very thick, up to a centimeter thick, hard, hard as a stone dough, if he used so many noodles to make steamed buns, wouldn't he make three or four? Divide the pot helmet into more than 20 pieces and hand it to the stove.

The master on the stove said, "Your piece is too big." The bowl that was laid out for the other guests said, "This is how it should be." ”

At a glance on the path, the pieces of cake that people broke were only the size of pumpkin seeds, and the small ones were even only the size of sunflower seeds, and their own was the size of pigeon eggs, which was too big, and they were broken again.

The mutton bubble was finally eaten, and Xiaolu was sweating profusely after eating. It's very enjoyable. When I was full after eating most of the bowl, I began to eat slowly.

At this time, the two businessmen were chatting, and one said: "It turns out that the level of Xi'an is not a city?" ”

Another said: "That four, five or six years ago, the population was small, less than 300,000, and it was canceled." But I think it's 300,000 now. There are tens of thousands of Northeast troops, plus the exiled Northeast people, 300,000 people are afraid that they can't be stopped. ”

"I heard from our government that Xi'an is going to establish Xijing City."

"If only it had been established. Now that the railway has been repaired, it is time for Xijing City to be established. ”

Xiaolu stepped forward and asked, "I'm sorry, but how to get around such a few places?" ”

The local: "Where are you going?" ”

Xiaolu said: "Shaanxi Provincial Xi'an No. 2 Middle School, Shaanxi Provincial Agriculture and Forestry Vocational College, Beixin Street, Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and Little Wild Goose Pagoda." ”

Shaanxi Provincial Agriculture and Forestry Vocational College is a temporary campus of Northeastern University.

In the afternoon, the trail was wandering in the Little Wild Goose Pagoda Park, and I heard a burst of singing. Walking along the song, I saw a large group of people gathered under the Little Wild Goose Pagoda, most of them soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Northeast Army.

What a familiar singing voice back then.

My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, / where there are forests, coal mines, / and soybean sorghum all over the mountains.

My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, / where there are my compatriots, / and the old father.

Ninety-one-eight, ninety-one-eight, / From that miserable time,

Away from my homeland, / Leaving behind the endless treasures,

Stray! Stray! / The whole day price is in the Kannai, wandering!

What year, what month, / will I be able to return to my lovely hometown?

What year, what month, / to be able to recover the endless treasure?

Daddy, Daddy, / When, / can we get together?

The song "On the Songhua River" was created in 1936, and the author's name is Zhang Hanhui. At that time, he was teaching at Shaanxi Provincial No. 2 High School. He was inspired by the Japanese occupation of Tohoku and composed this song. Some of the melodies of the track are derived from the tune of a woman crying for a grave. Zhang Hanhui said, "I turned the cry of northern ladies crying for their husbands and sons on the grave into the tune of "Songhua River". Of course, this also has to change to become ....... ”

The song was sad and miserable, and one of the onlookers suddenly cried, and then several cried.

Xiaolu stood far away, looking at the situation under the Little Wild Goose Pagoda, his expression was a little trance. It's not a singing competition, it's street singing, it's a group of middle school and college students singing. The audience is not appreciating the songs, but reminiscing about their hometown and their parents.

The people who listened to the song were passing citizens, soldiers, exiled students and refugees. This kind of situation has been very common in recent years, and those students who sang went to the area outside the military camp of the Northeast Army to sing, and the soldiers of the Northeast Army wept bitterly.

While admiring, a strange movement in the crowd attracted Xiaolu's attention. Several of the onlookers did not pay attention to the singing at all, but to the people who were singing.

The chorus was directed by a team of more than 30 people, who looked delicate and haggard, combed their hair, wore glasses, wore long shirts, and looked like a teacher. The singing is divided into three rows, the first two rows are high school students, and the back are college students, and there is clearly one person among the college students who knows himself, that is Wang Li, and ,。。。 Daniel Zhang, because he didn't see it at first sight, Daniel Zhang was blocked by a big man.

At this time, a team of policemen ran outside the park, blowing sirens and holding batons, shouting: "No propaganda is allowed." "No propaganda of communism."

The ordinary people who were watching were scared and dispersed. The police went straight to the choir and were about to hit with sticks. At this time, one of the onlookers in the Northeast Army shouted: "Stop! What is it to hit these students? How do they propagate the redness? ”

The soldiers of the Northeast Army shouted continuously: "Damn*." Stop it! "A soldier had a big temper and went up and grabbed a policeman and fell to the ground.

The police really stopped. A policeman said, "It's you fellow Cadets of the East City Gate again." ”

The Dongcheng Gate Tower Cadet Corps, the product of the cooperation between the CCP and the Northeast Army, has produced a large number of famous figures.

The soldier said, "Where is the Cadet Corps?" Are you itchy? ”

The policeman said: "Your cadet team is too arrogant!" Here, arrest someone! ”

Soldier: "It's arrogant, what! Beat! "What are the people of the Cadet Corps rushing into? Hit the police. Beat. These people were obviously very skilled in fighting, and they were measured and accurate, and in a few moments, the police were already farting and urinating, and not a single one was seriously injured, all of them had blue noses and swollen faces, their clothes were torn, their batons were missing, their whistles were missing, and their hats were missing.

The singing team scattered one after another, and the audience also ran away. The path flickered, allowing Zhang Wang and the others to see themselves.

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1, Zhang Hanhui, the author of "On the Songhua River", died in Yan'an in 1946 at the age of 44.

2. The office of the Eighth Route Army in Xi'an was the original office of the Red Army. It's close to the station.