The father and son of the Wang family were furious when they saw the letter, and threw down many family affairs that were preparing for the New Year, and the father and son pulled the matchmaker to find the Bai family and threw the lock of letter paper in front of Bai Jiaxuan. Bai Jiaxuan picked up the letter paper from the table, looked at Bai Ling's dashing ink, and suddenly a thick yellow mist surged in front of him, and he held the letter paper in his hand as if holding a dead snake. The son of the Wang family sang white-faced temper and said unpleasant words, while Lao Tzu sang red-faced and slow-mannered, talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality, and talked about rural customs and folk customs. Bai Jiaxuan always stiffened his waist, stared, and said nothing. When the matchmaker was brought in, he also complained a lot about Bai Jiaxuan, and on the surface he made an impartial attitude of mediating and adjusting, but now there was a sudden fundamental reversal: "Enough is enough, enough for your father and son!" Crooked words can choke an ox cart, isn't Jiaxuan's silence enough?" Bai Jiaxuan's face was full of devastation, like an eggplant with purple skin scraped off, and he forced his face to stop the matchmaker: "You are quiet, if you have something to say, let people say as much as possible." He turned his face sideways and made a more sincere gesture to the Wang family father and son: "If you have something to say, even if you are angry, I will hold it, even if it is spit on my face, I will not wipe it." The father and son of the Wang family looked at each other and exchanged glances: Do you want to continue to scold? Mr. Wang suddenly raised his fist and slammed it on the table, and reproached himself with remorse: "Jiaxuan, I'm a bastard!" After that, he took his son's hand and said goodbye. The next day, Bai Jiaxuan instructed Xiaowu and Lu San to pour out a full twenty bags of wheat from the upstairs grain hoard, bundle fifteen bundles of cotton, and load two sets of ox carts to send to the Wang family. Lu San raised his face covered with grain dust and asked, "Isn't Lingling's bride price five stones and ten bundles of flowers?" You're giving him so much back?" Bai Jiaxuan said calmly: "I added the interest. The thick pimple of the third throat of the deer slid violently twice, and the hawthorn's wide mouth was closed. Xiaowu slowly turned his head, and suddenly pulled the leather rope hard to hit the ox's stomach, and the ox cart creaked and started. Bai Jiaxuan watched two sets of ox carts full of grain bags and cotton bales drive out of the alleyway, turned around and raised his fists, and said to the clansmen gathered in the alley: "I have disgraced the people of my clan surnamed Bailu!" As he spoke, he raised his head, put the backs of his two thick hands on his crooked waist, and announced quietly: "There is no such person as Bai Ling in the surname Bai." He's dead. After that, he still walked into his street door with his hands behind his back. ……

The aunt recounted the incident, pursing her lips, deliberately calming the emotions aroused by the rehash of the past, and falling into a silent silence. Bai Ling glanced at her aunt's solemn face, and naturally thought of her father's face. She regretted her recklessness a little, and the letter she gave to the father and son of the Wang family ended up like a stone on the bridge of her father's nose; With the twenty sacks of wheat and fifteen bundles of cotton, the father and son of the Wang family could not only marry a daughter-in-law, but even make a full moon for their grandson in the future. My aunt said calmly: "Your father is bitter on one face. Xiaowen peeled off a layer of skin on his face, and you then peeled off another layer. Bai Ling thought of the important mission of this trip, so he jumped out of the entanglement of the family and said to his aunt: "That's fine." When I die, my dad won't hurt my face anymore. Aunt wanted to say something, but Bai Ling couldn't hold back her temperament and listened to her count, so she snapped and said, "Auntie, I still have to go to the county seat, I brought a letter to others to send." "My aunt went to the study in the front yard and called my uncle. The uncle said, "To whom?" Let me go here and let the passers-by carry them into the city, lest you run. Bai Ling said: "The son of County Magistrate Hao is my classmate, and he asked me to hand it over to his father in person." ”

When Bai Ling walked into the compound of the county government of Zishui County, it was on a lunch break. County Magistrate Hao received Bai Ling in his bedroom. Bai Ling rushed to take a break in the morning, not accidentally, but after careful calculation, so she was embarrassed to listen to her aunt. She told a fabricated lie as a classmate of the county magistrate's son, and then handed the letter to the county magistrate. County Magistrate Hao opened the envelope, read the letter, and held Bai Ling's hand with both hands and was silent for a long time. Bai Ling couldn't help but say, "If there is difficulty, you can barely do it." County Magistrate Hao let go of his hand and sat down and waved his hand: "How can there be no difficulties!" But the problem has been solved. The county magistrate Hao told Bai Ling that on the third day after the Red 36th Army was dispersed, he arranged for the underground party in the mountainous areas to shelter the Red Army soldiers in Yukou and the mountains, and extradited them out of the mountains, and many of them had already returned to Laowo Maoqin. County Magistrate Hao lowered his voice and said in surprise: "Commander Liao has returned to Beishan, so that the organization can rest assured." Bai Ling couldn't help but ask, "Where is the political commissar of Lu?" County Magistrate Hao glanced at Bai Ling's unusually eager eyes, and said a little reservedly: "He also returned to the White Deer Plain." Bai Ling suddenly stood up, held the hand of County Magistrate Hao, and said, "You are really an old hen who shelters from the wind and rain!"

Bai Ling walked out of the house of the county magistrate Hao easily when the county government began to work, there were small officials in the courtyard in a hurry, and there were also old staff members who did not show the deep and solemn faces of the city government, she was a little funny, if one day the county magistrate Hao suddenly stood in the courtyard and announced: I am **! Then these small officials and old staff will definitely be frightened and sit on the ground. When Bai Ling walked through the deep mansion of the county government, he repeatedly considered, should he go to meet his eldest brother Xiaowen for a while? What will be the impact of seeing it? What is the impact of not seeing? In the end, it was decided that I should go.

Bai Xiaowen couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the foreign student standing at the door smiling reservedly, there was no such beautiful woman in the entire Zishui County. Bai Ling shouted, "Big brother!" Bai Xiaowen's stiff and suspicious face suddenly became alive: "Oh, Lingling!" Bai Ling is completely a younger sister's naïve gesture: "Brother, I'm going to graduate." Originally, I wanted to go to a higher education institution, but I had no one to provide it, so I had to skip the exam. Bai Xiaowen said: "You take the test, I will provide it, and you will take the test to Beiping." Bai Ling said: "It's too late, I'm already looking for a job." Bai Xiaowen asked, "What are you doing?" Bai Ling said, "Teach." Bai Xiaowen nodded and said appreciatively: "Teaching is not bad, life is very peaceful." As he spoke, he remembered to ask, "Why did you remember Brother Xun today?" Bai Ling said: "I'm going to see my aunt, and I'm looking at you, I'm now an orphan and a ......" Bai Xiaowen comforted his sister and said, "Our dad is that ...... Okay, okay, don't be sad. I'll take you to meet your sister-in-law in a moment. I've been so busy these days......" Bai Ling said casually: "Big brother is driving a hitchhiker now, of course he's very busy. Bai Xiaowen shook his head and said, "It's okay to be tight and loose for a while!" The previous ** 36th Army died in the mountains, and this time it was cleaning up those stragglers, and if they couldn't grasp it, they would let them slip out of the mountain. The number of arrests has been reported by the heavens!" Bai Ling made a curious look and asked, "I saw the news from the newspaper, and it said that it was 'total annihilation'. Are you participating in the encirclement?" Bai Xiaowen said: "I am only responsible for the defense of the county. It doesn't seem to be enjoyable to say this, and then he said regretfully: "One night, I accompanied Secretary Yue to see my eldest uncle, but I never expected that the political commissar of the ** 36th Army would be in my eldest uncle's house. And guess who? Lu Zhaopeng! It's not easy for me to make a move because of my eldest uncle's face, and the kid ran away again, it's fate...... "Bai Ling's heart has already shrunk into a ball, and he didn't expect that Zhaopeng was almost planted in the hands of his eldest brother, and the eldest uncle didn't mention this matter to her, and her aunt must feel that this matter is not as important as the repercussions caused by her divorce letter. Bai Xiaowen smiled proudly and asked, "Do you think it's mysterious?" Bai Ling relaxed from the surprise he heard at the beginning, but completely confirmed the news that Zhaopeng had escaped, and confirmed that Zhaopeng was on the Bailu Plain in Laowo, as County Magistrate Hao said. She pretended to regret: "Xuan Xuanxuan, what a mystery! The Yinyang in hand has been lost again-you and Secretary Yue are exactly five hundred miles apart!" Bai Xiaowen said: "Money is a fart!" The point is to let this bane escape again. He is the big bane of Zishui, and Zishui County does not want to be peaceful except for Lu Zhaopeng. Bai Ling smiled faintly and said, "If you catch him, there will be a lively scene, and it will be all the people in our village who make trouble." Bai Xiaowen shook his head disappreciatively: "Now I can't take care of my own son, let's talk about the township party of a village." The two parties are fighting for the world, you are making trouble to the ......death" Speaking of this, Bai Xiaowen suddenly realized his responsibility as a brother: "Lingling, you have to pay attention, and now that you are a gentleman, you will teach well, and you will pull with people who are not careful, ** There is no word 'Gong' engraved on your face, and you don't know if you are pulled in." Bai Ling smiled and said, "If that's the case, brother, you can bring someone to arrest me." Bai Xiaowen half joked and half seriously scared: "If you really want that, my brother can't help it,—— I eat this bowl of rice!" Bai Ling said: "This bowl of rice is made of ** human flesh!" Bai Xiaowen widened. Bai Ling laughed and stretched out his hands: "Handcuff my hands, big brother, I'm **, you cuff it!" Bai Xiaowen smiled helplessly, and slapped his sister's outstretched white hand: "You have grown so big and still have no positive ......"

Bai Ling declined her brother's invitation to her to recognize her new sister-in-law in a regretful tone, saying that she had to rush back to the provincial capital tonight, and she would have to teach the students tomorrow morning, and she would not be able to catch the ox cart into the city any later. Such a reason is inflexible, Bai Xiaowen had no choice but to agree, warmly and sincerely told his sister to return to the county seat when she was free, and even formed an alliance with her sister in a joking tone: "You are the same as my brother, you have a family and can't go home!" Let's just depend on each other!"

Bai Ling sat on the ox cart back to the city and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not easy for me to make a move because of my uncle's face!" This phrase, which shows the characteristics of the profession and personality, suddenly echoes in my ears...... Bai Ling now almost couldn't wait to see Zhao Peng, and asked him how he escaped in front of Yue Weishan, the bounty of the Thousand Oceans, and Bai Xiaowen, who was "not easy to shoot"? The thick and heavy wooden wheels of the ox cart rolled leisurely, making a clattering sound on the potholed dirt and stone road, and the axle grinding out a monotonous and sharp creaking sound, gradually moving away from the gray and dilapidated county town, entering the Zishui River Road to show the vitality of the countryside, and a huge sun just held on the flat top of the western part of Bailuyuan, just like a large egg yolk that has decanted the egg white. Bai Ling clasped his hands on his knees, looking at the steep plain slope opposite, the flat and open Bailu Plain on the top, but the bottom was so dilapidated and ugly......

From the original top to the river of the slope root, the whole original slope from top to bottom from east to west is lined up with ravines and ridge beams, each large and deep gully into several dozen small ditches, between the big ditch and the small ditch is divided out of one or a dozen ridge beams, it looks like a human skeleton that has torn the skin and flesh, and the blood has long been exhausted. The beams are in a variety of strange shapes, some are like goshawks soaring with wings, some are like smooth pigeons; Some are like wild horses galloping with their heads held high, and some are like old cows that lie still and chew; Some resemble majestic and independent lions, while others resemble a crouching frog...... In fact, they are more like a pair of taxidermy embedded in the surface of the original slope, only the fur has only the form and has lost its vitality. The stacked fields of fields and weirs can be faintly seen on the ridges. In the ravine, there are clumps of unclimatic shrubs, dotted with a touch of green, rendering a precious wisp of vitality. Here and there are very small villages, and the green cover of dense trees has become the symbol of the village. No one can say clearly the ancestors of the inhabitants of Pogou, what dynasty and what dynasty began to step into human society, whether it was the local aborigines or the miscellaneous beards who migrated from the steppe and Gobi? Or is it the result of the natives and the miscellaneous hus melting into each other...... "It's not easy for me to make a move in the way of my uncle's face!" The cruelty and viciousness of his brother Xiaowen has been honed into a bland pride and frivolity by professional habits. At that time, he should have been given a mouth, to see if he would still say that kind of professional language in that tone? The revolution was now at a critical juncture, and the newspapers published a news item about the arrest of party leaders every few days. The collapse of the 36th Army and the defection of Political Commissar Jiang were sudden and devastating. When Zhaopeng left half a year ago, he only told her one sentence: There is a teacher Duan who connects with you. It wasn't until the newspaper published the major news of the annihilation of the 36th Army that she knew that Lu Zhaopeng had gone to the 36th Army half a year ago. Teacher Duan then came to another Teacher Xue, saying that he would contact her from now on because Teacher Duan had been arrested; Not long ago, Mr. Huang came to talk to her, saying that Teacher Xue was also arrested by the authorities, and he was put into a sack and thrown into a dry well with Teacher Duan. Mr. Huang said, Xiaobai, you are still safe, which just proves that Duan and Xue can be called real teachers. There were only two sacks in Bai Ling's mind that contained Teacher Duan Xue, and the seven-foot man stuffed into the three-foot-long sack and tied the mouth of the bag tightly, and was dragged and thrown into a dry deep well. She was speechless, and her initial horror quickly turned into incomparable anger. She sneered at Mr. Huang and said, "Thanks to you for telling me the news, I won't be afraid when I am put in a sack." Later, she repeatedly recreated the scene of Duan and Xue being put into sacks and thrown into a dry well; She had never seen a living person being put into a sack and thrown into a dry well, but she was able to imagine it so realistically and so unforgettable. Bai Ling felt that it was at the moment when Mr. Huang said that kind of scene that she finally matured and looked down on herself: death is nothing; It would be shameful for you to have the slightest illusion about a regime that has carried out such brutal murderous tactics against a foreign party, and you should or deserve to be put in a sack and thrown into a dry well; It must be overthrown, it must be overthrown, it must be destroyed, and there is no need to talk to it about any more conditions; She is now able to grasp the vividness of the idioms of no turning back and seeing death as home.