Chen Bei is the deputy section chief, Ma Chunhua is the secretary of the Youth League Committee at the department level, and the police are just ordinary clerks.

A piece of baked cake is not worth a few dollars, it does not meet the sentencing standard, re-education through labor is the independent decision of the public security organs, whether to work or not to work is a matter of one sentence, there are two leaders to intercede, the thief will naturally not deal with it, scold a few words and get rid of the matter.

When the thief went out, he suddenly turned around and knelt on the ground, knelt down to Chen Bei and Ma Chunhua, and said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, uncle, thank you, aunt." Bang bang bang two heads on the ground.

Ma Chunhua's face was flushed, why did she become an uncle and aunt, how did she say this.

But I can't complain that people misunderstand, they are all young cadres of a factory, the level is about the same, it is a pair made in heaven, a man and a woman are strolling on the street in the evening, what else can it be if it is not a target.

Out of the police station, Ma Chunhua's anger has faded a lot, she said: "I can't see that you still have a sense of justice, you don't see the injustice and draw a knife to help, which meets the requirements of the moral character of revolutionary cadres, but your compassion is in the wrong place, that thief is not worthy of sympathy, the dog can't change eating, you helped him this time, he will steal it next time." ”

Chen Beidao: "People are very hungry and do everything, I also stole other people's things when I was a child, and I was beaten by my mother before I changed it." ”

Ma Chunhua said: "You just talk about it, you are the eldest young master of the exploiting class, how can you starve." ”

Chen Beidao: "I have been with my mother since I was born, street performers, until I was eleven years old before I recognized my ancestors and returned to my ancestors, I have suffered a lot in this world, what is the taste of the poor, I know better than anyone else." ”

Ma Chunhua was stunned, she only knew that Chen Bei was a gentleman, but she didn't expect to have such an experience.

"What are you looking for me for?" Chen Bei suddenly asked.

"Oh, what's going on with what you've written, it's full of foreign language, are you bullying the poor middle peasants who don't know foreign languages?" Ma Chunhua's anger is not so big, but it still has thorns.

"I didn't go to school when I was a child, and I didn't know much about words, but then I was forced to take classes for a few days in the United States, and I only had 26 letters in English, which was easier to learn than Chinese characters, so I wrote English." Chen Bei quibbled, in fact, he deliberately wanted Ma Chunhua not to understand, and the so-called experience was just a copy of the content of an English novel.

Unexpectedly, this explanation was accepted by Ma Chunhua: "I didn't expect you to be a bitter child, so I won't pursue you for the time being, so let's continue to study politics tomorrow and come to my dormitory after work." ”

……

The next day, Chen Bei came to Ma Chunhua's dormitory as promised, Ma Chunhua brought him a cup of boiling water and a handful of fried peanuts, this time he didn't take the newspaper, but said: "Chen Bei, it's useless to study the newspaper by death, let me tell you about my personal experience." ”

So Ma Chunhua told her own story, she was born in Nantai County in a poor peasant family, her father was beaten to death because he owed the landlord's account to the king of Hades, her mother committed suicide by jumping into the well, leaving her alone and miserable, on a snowy night, the landlord drunk and broke into the small grass shed of the Ma family, trying to rape the fifteen-year-old Ma Chunhua, she cut off the things below with a sickle, that is, from this time, Ma Chunhua joined the revolutionary ranks.

"What happened to this landlord?" Chen Bei listened attentively, sometimes clenching his fists, sometimes exhaling and relaxing, deeply attracted by Ma Chunhua's narration.

"Later, when it was liberated, this eggless landlord was caught by the land reform team, and I walked a hundred miles to rush back and personally shot him." Ma Chunhua said lightly.

"Good kill! Kill hard! Chen Bei blurted out.

Ma Chunhua glanced up at him, and felt that the face of this eldest young master did not seem to be so hateful, and his psychology was not so dark, at least he was sympathetic to the revolution and could be saved.

"I'm done, tell me your story." Ma Chunhua said, she is ready to transform and save Chen Bei in a heart-to-heart way.

"I don't have much to tell my story, I practiced martial arts when I was a child, I grew up to fly planes, fight Japan, and during the War of Resistance Against Japan, I was a member of the Flying Tigers, and I once shot down 28 Japanese planes."

"Bragging." Ma Chunhua Road.

"This is a regular record, and I have also won the Order of the Blue Sky and White Sun." Chen Beidao.

Ma Chunhua's face changed: "That kind of medal is not an honor, it's a shame!" ”

Chen Bei was also anxious: "The medal obtained from fighting Japan, how is it a shame, you explain it to me clearly!" ”

This study was another unhappy parting.

……

At the end of the year, the central authorities issued the "Instructions on the Anti-Corruption Struggle Must Be Carried Out with Great Fanfare," and a month later, the "Instructions on Launching a Large-scale, Resolute, and Thorough 'Five Antis' Struggle in the Cities within a Time Limit."

The campaign first began in major cities, culminating in the death sentence of Shanshan, former deputy secretary of the Shijiazhuang Municipal Party Committee, and Zhang Zishan, former secretary of the Tianjin Prefectural Party Committee.

The Five-Anti Movement repelled the rampant attacks of the capitalists, established a system of workers' supervision in private enterprises, and completely eradicated the tricks of bribery and tax evasion in the old society.

A large-scale three-anti campaign was also carried out within the Jiangbei United Machinery Company, which organized and called on workers to report and expose, found out a number of cadres who had been corrupted by bourgeois ideology, cleaned up the ranks of cadres, and purified the organization.

Ma Chunhua was busy with the leisure of the three-anti-five-anti movement, and did not forget to help and educate Chen Bei, but at this time, the antagonism between the two had eased a lot, and they chatted like ordinary friends.

One day, Chen Bei saw the photo of Ma Chunhua in the frame of the only one of her, so he asked, "Why don't you never see a photo of you and Yang Shugen?" ”

Ma Chunhua said: "Why do you want to take a photo with him?" ”

Chen Beidao: "Aren't you two people? ”

"Of course not, that's just a cover identity, I have a pure comrade-in-arms relationship with him, nothing else." Ma Chunhua hurriedly explained that she was the eldest daughter of Huanghua, and she was embarrassed to be misunderstood as a little daughter-in-law.

Chen Bei sighed: "In this way, a hundred taels of gold is not in vain." ”

Ma Chunhua immediately asked what was going on, what was white and two gold.

Chen Bei was silent and didn't want to mention it again.

At night, Ma Chunhua tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, she always recalled Chen Bei's sentence of one hundred taels of gold in her mind, she suspected that this matter was related to her release from the execution ground, because she had asked the relevant enemy workers, who saved her, and never got an answer.

Chen Bei was reluctant to say that Ma Chunhua had a way, she found the regional public security department and asked to access the files and find the parties, but the relevant personnel of the Kuomintang were either suppressed or fled, and it took a lot of hard work to find a name, which was the bearded man who released himself on the execution ground that year.

Ma Chunhua found the bearded man sentenced to life imprisonment at the labor camp, and he told Ma Chunhua that someone had indeed spent gold to save her life, and that the person who had paid the bribe was a certain wife of Chen Zikun.

"If Chen Zikun's wife wants to save someone, does she still need to spend money?" Ma Chunhua was a little puzzled.

"Report to the government, the reactionary authorities of the Kuomintang are extremely corrupt, that is, insiders have to spend money and bribe everything they want to do, and they will be dealt with up and down, otherwise things will not be easy to do." Bearded man.

Now, Ma Chunhua finally understands that his life was not rescued by the organization, but saved by Chen Bei, although he looked at the face of Yang Shugen, but without their help, he would have become a martyr a long time ago.

"I owe my surname Chen a life." Ma Chunhua told herself.

……

It was already 1952, the flooding of the Huaijiang River in the summer flood season, which directly threatened the safety of the Beitai Industrial Base, the Youth League Committee of the Machinery Company organized a youth commando team to flood control and rescue on the embankment, Chen Bei was appointed as the deputy captain of the commando, Ma Chunhua was the secretary of the Youth League Committee, and she was the captain.

The assault team defended the river embankment for more than a dozen days and nights, and everyone did not close their eyes, squinting in the muddy water for a while when they were sleepy, nibbling on cold dry food when they were hungry, drinking dirty water when they were hungry, and in order to protect socialist property, everyone went out.

The flood was monstrous, the situation was critical, the embankment broke many times, and the sandbags thrown by the assault team were quickly swept away by the torrent, at the critical moment, Chen Bei went into battle shirtless, pulled a rope and went into the water as a human wall, and the workers of the commando team followed the water without saying a word, and the ironworks were not to be outdone.

The raging flood beasts were finally subdued by the iron will of the workers, and the reinforcements arrived under the leadership of Ma Chunhua and a group of party committee members, strengthened their guards, and the victory cheers sounded on the dam, the red flags were unfurled, and the workers covered in muddy water hugged each other excitedly.

Ma Chunhua saw Chen Bei standing in the torrent, and her heart was moved, this bourgeois young master finally merged with the proletarian brothers, and his efforts were not in vain.

Secretary Xu of the Party Committee was also very pleased, and said: "Xiaoma, Chen Bei's ideological consciousness has progressed very quickly, and you have contributed a lot." ”

Ma Chunhua smiled: "This is what I should do." ”

Chen Bei loosened the rope and wiped a handful of sweat from his face, and suddenly a Lang head hit, he was unstable on his footing, his prosthetic leg was stuck in the mud and couldn't be pulled out, the whole person lost his balance, and was swept away by the flood in an instant.

"Section Chief Chen has fallen into the water!" The workers shouted for help, but the flood was so turbulent that no one had time to react.

Ma Chunhua did not hesitate at all, ran a few steps, and a fierce man plunged into the water and swam towards Chen Bei.

"Pony, danger!" Secretary Xu shouted, but it was too late.

The turbidity was monstrous, and the two young men were quickly submerged by the flood.

The workers silently took off their hats and shed tears.

The secretary choked up and said, "At all costs, the remains of the martyrs must be found." ”

Thunder rolled across the sky, and it rained like a torrent again.

……

Ma Chunhua grew up by the Dawang River, and the water is excellent, but any swimming technique is useless in the face of floods, she filled her stomach full of dirty water, and when she woke up, she found herself lying on the slippery muddy floor, surrounded by withered reeds, pouring rain, and the clothes on her body were completely soaked and sticking to the skin.

Not far away, Chen Bei lay motionless on his back, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Section Chief Chen!" Ma Chunhua pounced on the rescue, she had learned some first aid methods, helped Chen Bei press his chest and abdomen, moved his arms, and a mouthful of turbid water squirted out, Chen Bei came back to life, but still did not regain his senses.

Ma Chunhua observed that they were on an island in the middle of the river downstream, which was originally very large, but at the moment it was mostly submerged by floods, leaving only a small piece on the water, and there was a grass hut built by fishermen on the island to shelter from the wind and rain.

With all her strength, she dragged Chen Bei's heavy body to the grass shed, and put her hand on her forehead, which was hot.

Heavy rain is like an injection, the rain is poured on the grass shed, it is heavy rain outside, and it is light rain inside, Ma Chunhua ran out and folded a lot of reeds and added them to the grass shed, so as to block the rain.

Soon it was dark, Chen Bei had not woken up yet, and his body had become extremely cold, Ma Chunhua was at a loss, anxious, and suddenly she gritted her teeth, took off her whole body clothes, and clinged to Chen Bei with her hot keto body.