Aunt Xiong struggled to move her body and lit the oil lamp placed on the pot. In the dim light, she caught a glimpse of the crystal tears hanging on her son Fang Wen's eyes, and she could no longer control her angry feelings, and tears flowed down.

"Did Commissar Fu tell you this?" After a moment, Aunt Xiong asked her son Fang Wen in a trembling voice.

"It's not." Xiong Fangwen shook his head, "This is what Chief of Staff Chen Shiqu told me. He also said that now is the time to cooperate with the Kuomintang to resist Japan, and Political Commissar Fu easily does not mention these things, lest people say that they do not forget the old hatred, always want to settle old accounts, and hinder unity and fight devils. ”

"What a good army, what a good man!"

Aunt Xiong now admires the Eighth Route Army even more. For the sake of national affairs and the people, he endured this unforgettable blood feud, swallowed tears into his stomach, and worked with the murderer of his relatives.

"Mom," Xiong Fangwen called out cordially and said euphemistically, "Why do you want to cooperate with the Kuomintang?" Why did the Red Army climb snowy mountains and cross meadows, eat tree bark and swallow grass roots, and come all the way to us? As soon as the devil entered the pass, the Central Army retreated vigorously, so busy that he couldn't even lift his shoes, but the Eighth Route Army was not afraid of hardships and hardships and rushed forward against the devil, what is this for? In a word, in order to resist Japan and save the country, in order to save the villagers from being harmed by devils. Mom, such a good army and such a good person, can we watch them being forced away by the landlord Caidong in collusion with little devils? ”

The food on the table was already cold, and Xiong Fangwen didn't have the heart to take care of it. Aunt Xiong was also different from usual, staying at the table every step of the way to urge her son to eat, but quietly listened to Fang Wen's words.

"Mom," Xiong Fangwen's eyes became very bright and enthusiastic, and he continued passionately, "Our farmers have been trampled under the feet of the landlord Caidong for generations, and they can't turn over as cattle and horses, and they have survived until today, which is our great blessing." At present, rent and interest reductions are being implemented, and in the future, land reform is required, the landlords are overthrown, and the poor are divided into land, and at that time, the workers and peasants are in charge of the major affairs of the state, and everyone has a job to do, a field to plant, a place to eat, and a book to study. Fang Wen said.

"Yes!"

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing, ** The Eighth Route Army has lived in our village for a month, what they say and do, which point we don't see in our eyes and listen to in our ears? Look at Political Commissar Hu, Political Commissar Luo, Division Commander Chen, Chief of Staff Chen, Director Xiao, and Secretary Qiu of the county party committee, does he seem to be the person who was abducted and deceived and committed crimes? Mom, we have to focus on the ** Eighth Route Army, but we can't be half-hearted with them! Mom, are you right about me? ”

Aunt Xiong was deeply moved by her son Fang Wen's sincerity. She has long seen that since her son came into contact with the Eighth Route Army, he has been attracted, inspired and nurtured by a new force, and he has become smarter and more sensible day by day, no longer as rude and reckless as in the past, and has begun to learn to think and deal with things calmly. When you speak, your head is the way, and every sentence is reasonable, and you are not as clumsy as in the past.

"**The Eighth Route Army really cultivates talents, and my wife is full of joy and gratitude when she sees this. Son, these words you said today hit my heart and matched me. ”

"Okay, mom is making progress again!"

At this time, Hu Fu, Luo Ronghuan, Zhu Rui, Chen Guang, Chen Shiqu, Xiao Hua, Zeng Guohua, Fu Zhuting, these kind and upright images emerged in my mind together, and then the vicious voices of Xiong Laoqi and Zhang Xiaoer faintly sounded in my ears, and a serious sense of responsibility grabbed her tightly, and regretted the scruples and hesitation during the day, so she said decisively: "Son, what you said is right!" Xiong Laoqi didn't know what the hell he was playing. Tell them about this, so that they can take precautions. ”

"Mom, you want to open it, I'll go to Political Commissar Hu and them right away." Xiong Fangwen smiled happily and jumped up from the bench......

There was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and Hu Fu, Luo Ronghuan and the others came back.

In Xiong Fangming's hall, Hu Fu, Luo Ronghuan, Zhu Rui, Chen Guang, Chen Shiyu, Zeng Guohua, and Fu Zhuting sat around the table, and listened attentively to the rumor-mongering and provocative words that Aunt Xiong said.

"The world is as black as a crow. The northern landlords were no more enlightened than the southern landlords! Zeng Guohua said indignantly.

"It can only be said to be worse!" Chen Shiyu was indignant, "In the past years of class struggle, it is not surprising that they had a premonition of the end of their class and frantically attacked the people. However, in today's period of the National Liberation War, they do not even have the slightest national integrity. ”

Hu Fu said thoughtfully: "It is not appropriate to generalize. Facts have proved that some small and medium-sized landlords with some national consciousness, inspired by the national liberation war, and at the same time taking into account their own vital interests, and through our propaganda and education, can generally agree to rent and interest reductions, and this is precisely one of the bases for the party to formulate this policy. However, for the big landlord Xiong Laoqi and his ilk, he can't have any illusions. ”

"Their class vigilance is very strong, and their methods are quite vicious." Luo Ronghuan said, "As soon as we arrived in Ganyu in the coastal area, they colluded with the Kuomintang diehards and wanted to squeeze us out before we could gain a foothold. As soon as the rent and interest reduction began, he took advantage of the fact that the Fang Wen brothers were the only sons to spread rumors and sabotage and disintegrate our relations with the masses, in an attempt to make it impossible to launch the rent and interest reduction movement. ”

"Political Commissar Luo, don't worry." Xiong Fangwen hurriedly interjected and said, "Xiong Laoqi's rumors can't deceive and can't scare my mother and son." ”

Chen Shiyu frowned, and said angrily: "Xiong Laoqi is really insidious, he knows that the eldest mother and Fang Wen brothers are very trusted by the villagers, and Lao Hu and Lao Luo live in Xiong Fangming's house, and they are the closest people to us." If this flagpole can be cut down, it will have a great impact among the masses, so he personally found the eldest lady to open the knife. ”

Chen Shiyu's words made Aunt Xiong more clearly understand Xiong Laoqi's sinister intentions! I deeply feel that I have betrayed the trust of the Eighth Route Army. Remorse and self-blame made her not know what to do for a while, but she just rubbed the corners of her clothes, and said in a heavy voice: "Alas! It's all my fault for being confused! Confused! ”

Luo Ronghuan smiled and said, "No! Auntie, we are very grateful to you. You exposed Xiong Laoqi's conspiracy in time, thank you! ”

"The chief is too polite!"

Luo Ronghuan looked at Xiong and smiled, and then said, "Judging from this incident, Xiong Laoqi's sabotage activities are definitely more than these. However, he miscalculated, the truly awakened masses are not so easy to deceive and be confused, even if they succeed for a while, they will eventually be exposed, and we should believe the masses. ”

Political Commissar Hu continued: "The landlord's tricks are going to fail today, and this will only expose and isolate him even more. Of course, we must also properly estimate the depth of our work and the actual level of consciousness of the masses at the present stage. Today, Xiong Laoqi came to such a hand, which will add some difficulties to us, and there can be no paralysis and luck. ”

"Yes, we should investigate it immediately and carry out propaganda and explanation, so as not to be passive in our work." Zhu Rui said.

There was a rush of footsteps in the courtyard, and Zhu Mingyuan lifted the bamboo curtain and walked in...... Come. He didn't know what everyone was discussing, and when he saw that Aunt Xiong's mother and son were here, he hesitated a little and sat down at the end of the bench that Xiong Fangwen had given up.