【166】The Wind Blows the Red Flag and the Earth Turns (22)

According to the schedule set by Yao Fan, the schedule of the whole army was full, in addition to military training, it was also necessary to go to the countryside to make contact with the peasants, help the countryside to fight against the local tyrants and inferior gentry, and evenly divide the fields.

The slogan is very eye-catching with white plaster: "Always follow Chairman Yao!" "Always follow the Communist Party!" "Only revolution can liberate the poor!" "The Communist Party wants to create a new society in which everyone is equal"......

Slogans like these can be seen in every village that has undergone land reform, and they are painted everywhere on the walls of mills, tofu shops, ancestral halls, and threshing floors.

Niwanzi Village is no exception.

In the past, Li Lu often stayed in the field for a day, serving the crops like a master, watching his own grain grow fat and tall to his shoulders, he was sincerely proud and joyful, if the crops in the field were sick, he would be angry, as if his child had been wronged.

Every winter, Li Lu weaves straw mats, rattan baskets, and straw shoes in the yard, just like his family has been doing for hundreds of years.

But since the village beat the local tyrants and divided the fields, Li Lu no longer had the heart to do these jobs.

Li Lu, who had attended a private school for a few days, could read and write, and in addition to reading the slogans of the Shandong Commune, he could also read the pamphlets handed out, and he often read them to the peasants in the village on the threshing floor.

In the period just after beating the Zhai family's local tyrants, Li Lu often had nightmares, dreaming that the imperial court soldiers and horses had returned, his whole family was tied up at the entrance of the village, and the Qing army used knives to cut himself one by one and feed them to the dogs.

Li Lu had seen that kind of scene in a nearby town, it was still when there was a trouble, and Li Lu couldn't remember what the bandit was called, but he still remembered the knife in the hand of the Qing army's executing soldier, gouging out his eyes, cutting his genitals, and then slowly spinning from the breast, one by one...... Li Lu remembered that the bandit was really a good man at that time, he was stabbed more than 100 times, sweating like blood, but he still gritted his teeth and bled out of blood without saying a word.

Li Lu felt that the twist bandit must be an honest man, like his father, an old scalper, exacting taxes and the landlord's apportionment, these cattle and horses life brought him hardships, he swallowed it all without saying a word, regardless of the harvest and disaster years, even if there are so many acres of good land at home, they always eat sorghum rice, looking at the landlord's family to eat meat, eat white flour, eat millet, although Li Lu is envious, but look at those tenants who can't even eat sorghum rice, his heart is satisfied.

"I'm still full."

But now, the impact of those PLA soldiers in bright green uniforms on Li Lu is too great, and every time he sees the neat military uniform, beautiful rubber shoes, and handsome armed belts, Li Lu is very greedy.

Like Li Lu, all the tenant farmers in the village who had divided the land were afraid of the possible return of the imperial court, and listened to the army's propaganda that they wanted everyone to actively join the army to defend the fruits of victory.

Now those young people who used to play with Li Lu have put on green uniforms, and I heard that they eat rice and white noodles every day in the army, and they can also eat shredded meat and fried pickles once every two days, which makes Li Lu's mind completely out of the work at hand.

Li Lu very much wanted to join the army.

Li Lu's wife Xu Zhaodi saw his thoughts, she understood her man's thoughts, and finally one day she spoke: "Boss, if you want to join the army, go ahead, don't sigh at home all day." ”

"If I'm going to join the army, can you serve the crops?"

"The Tie Dan family, the Shuimao family, and the Bai Lao Er family are all good with you, and they must see that you can help me when the farm is busy."

"I can't leave the crops."

"I see that your mind is no longer in the ground now, your little hair is now all pretty green, and you are still wearing a shiny cow belt, can you not be moved?"

"I'm the village head elected by the village committee, I'm leaving, what should the village do?"

"Cows don't eat grass without you? In the future, if your good brothers become big officials, can they afford to look down on you, the head of the small village? ”

"Zhao Di, do you think Chairman Yao is the real dragon emperor?"

"In the past, people said that the real dragon emperor was in Beijing, but Chairman Yao said that it was a lie, a lie to deceive the poor. Otherwise, how could they have been beaten by Chairman Yao's army and captured thousands of prisoners. ”

"Well, I also think Chairman Yao is right, revolution is the cause of our poor people, and everyone has a responsibility."

"Li Lu, if you really have a kind of man, go and follow Chairman Yao to Beijing and tear off the fake dragon's dragon robe. My man is such a smart man, he works well in the field, and he can read and write, if he is buried in our shallow ditch for the rest of his life, you will blame me for the rest of my life. ”

When Li Lu heard this, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind.

"Zhao Di, you're right, if Chairman Yao has three chiefs and two ends, and the first one like me suffers, if Chairman Yao wins the world in the future, what is my small village head?"

"So you've made up your mind?"

"It's settled."

At this time, in Jimo and Jiaozhou, peasants like Li Lu were increasing day by day, and they gradually understood that their future life and death depended on this doomed revolution, and they gradually pinned all their hopes for a new life on Yao Fan's Shandong Commune.

Yao Fan, who had suffered from the lack of reserves due to the fact that all the hired workers and men were absorbed into the army, really felt the support of the people. More and more people signed up to join the army, so the commune decided to set up a militia reserve force, which participated in the construction and labor of the commune in peacetime, and carried out basic military training such as queues.

……………………

Jinan Governor Yamen.

Electric lights illuminate the lobby inside and out.

Ding Baozhen sat in the lobby, and he hated Yao Fan to the core.

After learning that Wang Zhengqi was killed and more than 4,000 people in the Zhenzi battalion were blocked by Yao Fan in Pingdu City, Ding Baozhen's originally gray hair turned into frost-dyed snow white overnight.

Just when he was at a loss, Yao Fan chose to take the initiative to withdraw from the army, which made him feel that Yao Fan still had the possibility of saving. So when the imperial court's 400-mile expedited horse sent a secret letter asking him to recruit An Yao Fan, Ding Baozhen felt that he could give it a try.

Ding Baozhen forcibly assigned this task to Jin Ruchun, a fellow acquaintance of Pingdu, and asked him to make meritorious service for his crimes.

Jin Ruchun had no choice but to go on the road and walk towards Jimo slowly.

Within a few days, the fast horse sent by Ding Baozhen recalled him.

The reason is very simple, Ding Baozhen saw "Revolutionary Army".

After seeing this booklet, Ding Baozhen no longer doubted the authenticity of Yao Fan's rebellion.

"Where was he Yao Fan forced to go to Liangshan, it was clearly planned for a long time, and such a rebellious article was also written, did he still expect the court to let him go!"

"My lord, right now, the imperial court is raising money for food, grass, and wages, but I'm afraid it won't be able to move for a while." The people around him persuaded.

Ding Baozhen slapped the table heavily and said: "The old man has to clean up the family assets, and he also wants to fight with the beast who exterminated the ambition of this wolf." ”

When the book "Revolutionary Army" reached the capital, Cixi was also furious, and scolded Shen Guifen, the secretary of the military department who had mentioned yì Zhao'an, and demanded that Yao Fan, a group of rebellious ministers and thieves, be completely killed, and Yao Fan and his bandit leaders should be arrested, and they would be brought to Beijing to be executed by Ling Chi, so as to deter the world's disobedience.

……………………

Yao Fan was wearing a cotton army coat, and he sneezed in the class of the cadre training class, he carefully took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and said with a smile: "It's been cold recently, everyone should wear more clothes." ”

The students in the class smiled kindly at Yao Fan.

"Students, the cadre training class has been in class for a month, and everyone has a general understanding of the political system of a modern country and world history, we have learned revolutionary songs, and we have watched the movie "Opium War", I think everyone should understand that the trend of revolution cannot be stopped."

Huang Yuntian sat in the audience with mixed feelings, since he went through the class analysis course, he was tormented by his soul every day, on the one hand, the revolutionary movement and democratic and free society he longed for, and on the other hand, the landlord class family in which he lived. The scales were always swinging, making it difficult for him to make a decision.

But another person in the class has already made up her mind, this is the golden warbler, who, like most students, admires and adores Yao Fan and makes her determined to follow Yao Fan.

Before that, Huang Jinying even wrote to his family, asking his father to abide by the regulations of the Shandong Commune, not to overcharge the land rent, and it was best to take the initiative to reduce the land rent again to reduce the burden on the peasants.

Yao Fan continued: "From tomorrow, we will rehearse a play, called "The White-Haired Girl", now I will send the script to you, everyone will study it carefully in the afternoon, in addition to the heroine of this play, I will find someone else, and I hope you can actively sign up for other roles and volunteer to play." ”

This day was New Year's Day, and Yao Fan was alone in the office to correct the students' ideological experience reports for the past week, and the golden warbler came to him.

"Mr. Yao, I have read the lecture notes on socialism and the Communist Party distributed in the class, and I also know that the commune is now vigorously developing party members, and after consideration, I want to join the Communist Party of China."

Yao Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said: "You have thought about it, the Communist Party is the revolutionary contingent of the proletariat, and if you join it, it means that you must make a clear break with your landlord family, and if the party's decision conflicts with your family's interests in the future, you must be prepared to make a complete break." ”

The golden warbler bit her lower lip and said firmly: "I am willing to draw a line with the feudal family and join the revolution." ”

In the face of such a revolutionary youth, what else can Yao Fan say? The goal has been achieved, and no one can predict whether the other party's belief is firm.

"Since you have this attitude, then from now on, you should join the study group of probationary party members, and every night in the small hall of the county government, the party members of the whole commune are there to listen to the lectures, I hope you can get into good shape as soon as possible to practice the advanced nature and exemplary leading role of party members, pass the test of the party organization as soon as possible, and become our comrades!"

Huang Jinying nodded, and said: "I read the script of "The White-Haired Girl" you sent, and I want to play Xi'er." ”

Yao Fan's eyes widened: "What do you want to play?" ”

The golden warbler took off the cyan thick satin hat on her head and said heavily: "I want to play Xi'er!" ”

Yao Fan looked at the golden warbler's unshaven forehead hair, fluffy hair roots and tender white skin, and suddenly understood: "You are a woman!" ”

The golden warbler's face turned red, she grabbed her hair in her hands, bowed her head and said, "I'm a woman, doesn't the Communist Party accept women?" Isn't Third Sister Su also a woman? ”

I don't know if it's because of the excitement or because of the sunlight shining into the office, the golden warbler's cheeks are burning hot, as bright and moving as the red lips.

Yao Fan swallowed his saliva, his brain was a little dazed.

"Men and women are equal, of course our party welcomes female comrades to join, and in order to achieve women's liberation, we need many female cadres." Yao Fan didn't know what to say.

The golden warbler raised her long eyelashes, and her big eyes revealed confident power: "Then it's decided, I'll play Xi'er." With that, she turned and left the office.

Yao Fan watched the golden warbler disappear at the door, and said to himself in a daze: "It turns out that she ...... It's not a pseudo-mother......"

From this day on, the golden warbler entered Yao Fan's life.

Half a month later, at the all-army art show, the adapted version of "The White-Haired Girl" rehearsed by the Zaofan cadre training class appeared, and the Japanese devils in the play were replaced by the Qing army.

"People's daughters have flowers to wear, and my father can't buy them with little money, so he pulled a two-foot red head rope and tied it up for me, tied it up, tied ......it up

The poor New Year's Eve of the poor girl's daughter aroused the resonance of the soldiers in the audience, and everyone was sad with the characters in the play.

"Hate like a mountain, hate like the sea! The road is broken, the stars are gone, and I wait! The soul of injustice will not be dispersed, and I will not die......"

“…… Why do you force people into ghosts! You shouldn't ask anything! ”

The white-haired girl's blood and tears infected the audience, and the soldiers wept one after another.

"A thousand years of revenge will be avenged! Ten thousand years of injustice must be avenged! Those who are forced to become ghosts will become humans! The suffering of eternity will turn over today! ”

After the whole play, the response was extremely enthusiastic, and the soldiers who braved the cold wind and wrapped in cotton military uniforms applauded desperately on the school field, clapping their hands red one by one, and shouting slogans with the cadres: "Down with the local tyrants and inferior gentry!" "Down with the corrupt Manchu regime!" "Long live the Communist Party of China!"

After the performance, the golden warbler stayed in the back # stage as if she was in prostration, Yao Fan stepped forward to shake hands with her, and congratulated her on making breakthroughs in thought and action, but she looked in a trance. She suddenly felt in her heart that Huang Shiren seemed to be an uncle or elder of her Huang family, and she couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this.

Hu Guangting, as a representative of the combat heroes, played the role of the curtain of this art show, he rushed to the stage and said: "The next program is that the Women's Movement Committee will sing the "Song of Peasant Friends" for us, everyone is welcome!" After speaking, Hu Guangting took the lead in applauding on the stage.

Su Sanjie took the stage with the Women's Movement Committee, which was mainly composed of progressive military families, and sang in chorus: "A thunderbolt shook the world!" Down with the local tyrants and inferior gentry! ……”

After singing the "Song of Peasant Friends", the whole army in the audience once again burst into warm applause, and the soldiers were looking forward to one day returning to their hometowns and fighting local tyrants to divide the fields.

Hu Guangting came to the stage again, and courageously puffed up his chest and said: "Next, please listen to the Communist Children's League sing "We Are the Successors of Communism" for everyone.

The children's regiment was formed, wearing the green uniforms of the women's sewing and laundry team that had been changed overnight, and sang loudly on the stage, and the immature children's voices made the soldiers in the audience smile and feel that the prospects of the revolution were very good.

Next, representatives of various units came to the stage and sang the rehearsed "Three Major Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention" and "Military Song of the People's Liberation Army." The school field applauded incessantly and thunderously with joy.

The last song was for the Revolutionary Committee of the Shandong Commune to take the stage and lead the whole army to sing "Unity is Strength".