"Oh! Now it's three families fighting for a tweezer!" Mr. Zhu said detachedly, "Originally, the two families fought for a tweezer, and it has been fried to the point that it smells of human flesh; Now that there is another family to fry, this tweezer has become a sought-after commodity. ”

Bai Jiaxuan listened to his brother-in-law's words, and remembered what Mr. Zhu said, "Bailuyuan has become a tweezer now". It was not long after the fall of Heiwa's Agricultural Cooperative, Tian Fuxian returned to the original place to start a retaliatory operation, and Bai Jiaxuan went to visit his brother-in-law to try to hear Mr. Zhu's judgment on the situation in the countryside. Mr. Zhu remained silent throughout the whole process of the ebb and flow of the agricultural cooperative, and after Yue Weishan returned to Zishui Paddy Field Fuxian returned to Bailuyuan, he still maintained a detached attitude of not intervening and not commenting, and when he was repeatedly questioned by his wife and brother, he put out the sentence "Bailuyuan has become a pan now". When Bai Jiaxuan later said this to Tian Fuxian, he interpreted it as "The theater in Bailu Village has become a tweezer". Bai Jiaxuan leaned sideways on the quilt and looked at his brother-in-law, pondering his vague and obscure witty words, the two families naturally refer to this family of the Kuomintang and that family, and the three families needless to say that they refer to the family of the Heiwa bandits. Bai Jiaxuan said: "Heiwa became a bandit, I didn't expect it at first, but in fact, this is a natural thing. ”

Heiwa has indeed become a bandit.

When the Xi brigade moved from the Guguan crossing, it made careful arrangements and prepared for the worst: the team had been marching along the root of the mountain, and it could enter the mountain as a last resort if it was besieged. Before heading to the intended assembly site, Brigadier Commander Xi told the historical story of the "seven-step poem" during the pre-war mobilization. He said: "The old shopkeeper is dead, and the eldest brother is going to take care of the family affairs." The eldest brother thought that although the six or seven-year-old little brother can't touch his strong legs and thick waist now, the little brother always grows up year by year, and even if he doesn't compete with him for the power of the shopkeeper when he grows up, he has to divide half of the family business equally! Big brother hates why the has to give birth to this scourge more......" The soldiers in the audience burst into laughter, and Heiwa laughed too. Brigade Commander Xi continued: "Big brother just thinks, just strangle him to death before he grows up!" Comrades, this is what China is like now. We are the little brother who is about to be strangled to death by the black-hearted brother, whose hand has already reached our necks. Can we sing a poem like Cao Zhi and obediently send him to death?"

The team arrived at a plateau and stood by. Nayuan is very similar to Bailuyuan, dozens of villages there have also made trouble with agricultural cooperatives, and there are still signs with green characters on the white ground of agricultural cooperatives, and the leaders of many villages have led members of agricultural cooperatives to bring rice, noodles, pork, steamed buns, and pressed noodles to the troops. Three days later, one night, one of the largest **-led military uprisings in northern China, took place.

It was a war that was doomed from the start, and the small victories that began and the complete collapse that followed could not be changed. From the first shot to the sound of gunfire in the entire battlefield, Brigade Commander Xi's headquarters continued to advance to the forefront of the war, Heiwa from only hearing the gunfire to seeing the trenches, the fire line drawn by the guns and bullets was intertwined into a beautiful net, like the warp stretched by the mother on the ground in Yangchun March. Looking at the corpses in various postures and the distorted faces in the wheat fields where the flowers were pregnant with flowers, Heiwa had no anger, no sadness and no trace of fear, war was like this, war was just like this. It wasn't until Brigade Commander Xi ordered him to take all the guards into the trenches without leaving them behind, that Heiwa seemed to feel a certain sadness: "Brigade Commander Xi, you can't leave one behind!" I don't matter anymore, it's the battle that matters. Brigadier Xi roared, "Comrades, take your energy to the forefront." Don't you have three eyes, Heiwa? Keep all three eyes on the big brother's black heart! If you can't kill him, you'll break one of his legs!" Heiwa decided not to argue anymore, and decided to obey the order and lead the guard platoon into the sparsely manned trenches. Brigade Commander Xi waved his hand and said, "Comrades, use your ability to sing the 'seven-step poem'!" At that moment, Heiwa saw a wisp of desperate tenderness and a wisp of desperate sorrow in Brigadier Xi's eyes, mixed with a moving divine light; This was the last time he saw Brigadier Xi, and that divine light remained in his memory forever.

The battle into the trenches was far less impressive than his escape. He was not afraid when he attacked or was defeated, but he was like a frightened bird when he fled, and that was because he had already gotten out when he aimed his gun at the eldest brother's soldiers, and he didn't want to go out when he fled. The guard platoon he led who died, who lived, who was injured, who ran away, Brigade Commander Xi was dead or alive, and where he retreated, it is unknown, when Heiwa was awakened by the dew, he saw the starry sky, first realized the waist folding short gun in his right hand, and then realized that his left hand was holding a wet and slimy ear of wheat, and finally realized that his shoulder was injured by a gun, and the wound coincided with the last time Brigade Commander Xi was shot by a black gun. It seemed that it didn't matter if he stood up and shook his arms, so he fled to the southeast around the corpses that were lined up horizontally and vertically, and under his feet were the green stalks and green ears of wheat that had been trampled to the ground, and the corpses of the eldest brother's soldiers and his comrades who could not distinguish between them were like wheat in the fields during the summer harvest. He walked and ran until he could not see the body, and only when the standing wheat stopped his footsteps, he slowed down again, and finally walked from night to dawn. On the waist-high wheat field path, an old man pulling an ox and carrying a plow walked on, singing and playing in the sweet morning breeze, and his interest was very good, and his voice was very good. Heiwa jumped in front of the old man, and the old man threw the plough stick on his shoulder and collapsed softly, and the purple-red bullock raised its tail and ran into the wheat field. Only then did Heiwa see her clothes and pants that were red with plasma. He peeled off a blue shirt from the old man and left the white shirt underneath, took off the old man's blue pants and left the single pants inside, took off his clothes and pants and kneaded them into a tower and stuffed them into the wheat field, and then put the old man's blue shirt and green pants on, tucked the short gun into the waist of his trousers, and suddenly became his long-term work attire when he was working in Weibei. Before leaving, he took out a silver dollar from his waist, stuffed it into the old man's stiff palm, and hurried away.

When wading through a ditch, Heiwa stripped naked and washed the blood stains on her body, and walked into a village called Houjiapu at noon, and asked if a family that was grinding barley on the field hired workers. He and his master had just picked up their rice bowls, when two soldiers with guns on their backs walked in through the gate, asked Heiwa where he came from, and insisted that he was a fugitive from the riot. Heiwa pretended to be stunned and said, "I can't even understand what you said, boss." I don't pick up the green and yellow in the house, and I eat a mouthful of food, and I will provoke Mada! You can't believe me, I can't do it, I'll go with you, then you have to ask me to eat a bowl of hemp food, I worked hard for a while and was hungry ......" The owner is a kind person and also talked about love: "The two bosses let the guy eat a bowl of rice, anyway, he can't run!" At that time, Heiwa held her bowl with one hand and the other hand picked up the bowl that the master was resting on the table, accurately buttoned the two bowls of hot hemp food that had just come out of the pot to the faces of the two bosses, turned around and fled through the back door, and when he went out of the back door, he felt extreme fear and fear.

When it was dark, Heiwa walked into a town in the shallow mountains of Qinling Yukou, and more than a dozen families all closed their doors, only two small inns were covered with door panels, and an oil-paper lantern was hanging above the door. Heiwa slipped around the town and checked the path in and out of the mountain, and then walked into a small inn, where the counter of the bluestone base was covered with a black shiny lacquered wooden board, and there was a faint aroma of soju in the counter. A thin old man with a hunched waist asked him to eat or live? Heiwa said that she wanted to eat and live. The rickety old man said that you should stay first and then stop eating, and then led him into the room, a row of big kangs, the fire in the kang hole was blazing, and there was a strong smell of pine smoke in the house. The few people sitting and lying on the kang were all the smoky faces of the mountain people. The Rickets Lodge Master introduced him to wild boar, badger meat, pheasant, and asked him if he wanted to eat a bowl or a lump. Heiwa asked what is called a bowl and what is called a lump, only to learn that cutting off a piece of noodles dipped in salt and eating it is called a lump, and the one that stews the soup is called a bowl. Heiwa was hungry and thirsty and naturally asked for a bowl, a coarse porcelain bowl as big as a small basin filled with a bowl of wild boar, in fact, it was only four or five pieces, the chopsticks could not be picked up, so they grabbed it and tore it, and ate four yellow buns and grain buns that were baked in the kang hole and were browned and crispy, and then felt sleepy and lay on the kang. The shopkeeper rushed over and said, "The guest officer pays the bill and goes to sleep." The stinky manners of the stinky walkway. Heiwa touched it, and handed him a silver dollar without change. In the middle of the night, Heiwa woke up with her hands and feet tied, and heard someone say in the dark: "Surprised, I know you." You came to our village last year and asked us to change our number and flag, do you remember?"

"Brother, you played a play 'Second Entrance Palace'." Said the bandit leader. Heiwa was let go of his hands and feet and removed his blindfolded pants, and the light was so strong that he couldn't open his eyes. The bandit leader said: "It's a shame that I didn't hang up the ** brand with you, otherwise we wouldn't have a place to settle now." Only then did Heiwa see the face of the bandit leader, and it hadn't changed much from a year ago. Last year, Lu Zhaopeng sent him to this cottage to try to persuade this bandit to turn into a **guerrilla force, but failed, and now he is here, and his natural mood is completely unbelievable. He stood in the brightly lit hall, grinning and speechless. The bandit leader said, "Brother, stay at ease, no one dares to touch your finger." You eat and sleep well, take care of your injuries first, if you want to make a revolution, you go down the mountain and then go to the revolution, the revolution is successful, and the poor sit in the world, I will go down the mountain to farm! If the revolution can't succeed, if you are in trouble, come to my brother, and you are familiar with the road!" The bandit leader summoned someone to apply medicine to the wound on Heiwa's shoulder, and put a few bowls of vegetables and a jar of wine. Heiwa was so drunk that her face was red and her ears were red, and she fell on the edge of the table and cried loudly. He cried a few times, stood up abruptly, and laughed: "I am a bandit from the dignified Bailu Village!"

The bandit leader drew a knife and stabbed blood in his hand and dripped into the wine bowl, Heiwa took the knife and cut her middle finger, the two drank blood wine, and burned incense and bowed in front of the incense case. Heiwa looked up and saw a wolf painted white on the cliff wall behind the incense case. After bowing, Heiwa said: "Bailu didn't see a white deer, but there was really a white wolf." The leader of the bandits shouted, "Bring me the treasure jar." Someone immediately sent a half-large blue-glazed porcelain jar, and the bandit leader turned the jar over and poured out two identical woodcut black and white peony flowers, and asked Heiwa to touch one out with his hands. Heiwa asked her intentions, and the bandit leader said, "You touch it first." Heiwa reached into the porcelain jar and took out a random flower, which was white. The bandit leader laughed and said, "Blessed are the brothers. Then he told him that there were two peonies in the cottage, and that the brothers would draw lots to eat equally. This white peony was bought from the Kaiyuan Temple in the city with a lot of money, and the people are amazing. The origin of the black peony is kept secret from everyone and no inquiries are allowed, just enjoy it. Heiwa frowned, and said that she was not used to doing this. The bandit leader laughed and said loudly: "Brother, bandits are bandits. The bandits enjoy this blessing, and they can't enjoy the blessings they want to enjoy. What are you worried about?"

Heiwa slept with the white peony, and later also slept with the black peony; The white peony is beautiful white, and the black peony is also beautiful black. After the scab off from the shoulder injury, Heiwa participated in the first robbery, he was sharp with his hands and feet, and he was very good-tempered with his gang, and after three or five robberies, he won the support of the brothers, and the bandit leader crowned him with two thumbs. The bandits' organization is also ingenious, the bandit leader is respected as the thumb, and the second leader, Heiwa, is naturally the second thumb. There was a robbery that Heiwa remembered, it was when he robbed a medicinal herb purchase shop in Panlong Town, he pulled out the young shopkeeper from the hemp bag stack containing traditional Chinese medicine, and it was Bai Xiaowu, the second child of Bai Jiaxuan. He rolled his eyes at the collar and pressed his hands to the ground, then gave it to a brother, and then he withdrew to the door of the shop, and said to one of the brothers who was guarding the door, "Come in and I will guard the door." I kicked into one of my trouser legs. "Robbing and meeting acquaintances is a taboo for bandits, which is called kicking a trouser leg or hitting the door panel of an uncle's house. Heiwa heard Xiaowu's screams when he was beaten at the door, and suddenly remembered the scene of sitting at his table with him and his brother Xiaowen to study.

The specific action plan for the ransacking of Bai Jiaxuan and Lu Zilin in Bailu Village was designed by Heiwa, purely to retaliate against Bai Jiaxuan's punishment of Xiao'e with a thorn brush in the ancestral hall. Heiwa treated differently and asked his brother to execute Lu Zilin, and if there was enough time, he would kill him, but Lu Zilin escaped by luck and let the old coffin be a stand-in; Heiwa said to the brother who robbed the Bai family: "That person's problem is in his waist, and his waist is too hard and straight. Ever since I was a child, I felt sick when I saw his waist. The brethren were in high spirits, and this was an opportunity to avenge the second thumb. Heiwa gave her last advice to the brothers: "Brothers do their work cleanly!"

Heiwa then went to Hejiafang to watch the play. He wore a broken straw hat to cover half of his face and squeezed into the human nest, and saw He Yaozu and Lu Zilin sitting on the theater floor decently. He caught a glimpse of many familiar faces downstairs, but he didn't find Bai Xiaowen and Tian Xiao'e. At that time, Tian Xiao'e was about to lead Bai Xiaowen into the dilapidated brick kiln. Heiwa returned to Bailu Village and walked into his kiln, with an iron lock hanging on the door; He looked in the hen's coop to see that the chickens were gone, and that there were no more pigs left on the ground by the fence door of the pigsty; He sat on a stone in the courtyard of the kiln, fell into the aftertaste of tenderness, and took a handful of silver dollars from his waist and stuffed them under the doorway; Finally, he stopped at the road leading to the village in the kiln courtyard, glanced back at the door panels and windows of the dilapidated cave, and walked on the slow slope path and left.