There is a wide open space outside the Xiao family's compound, which was originally the place where their family collected rent and dried grain. www.biquge.info In addition to paying the tenant rent in the autumn, the villagers are not allowed to set foot in a single step except for the tenant rent in the autumn.

But today is very lively, early in the morning the troupe is there to knock and beat, at first the people only dare to peek, and gradually there are some bold children.

Qin Lang saw that all the people on the big valley field were half-sized, and said a few words to the people beside him. After a while, a cart of Xiao's benches was placed on the big valley field. Seeing that the children were scared away again, several young Red Army soldiers hurriedly beckoned them to sit down.

"The oppression was so fierce that hundreds of the massacrics were found on file. At the place where the reconnaissance battalion was ambushed that day, more than 300 corpses were found. The exact number may never be found. ”

Li Yubo said indignantly.

"Division commander, most of the people in the Xiao family have blood debts on their hands. However, there are too few people who dare to stand up and point out, and I have already sent people to do propaganda, just as Comrade Yubo said, the masses are persecuted too hard, and only after saying the word Xiao Jiabi, they turned their heads and ran, and some were directly paralyzed. We did find a record of punishment, but it is not detailed, and we have to work harder. ”

Luo Rong also added.

Qin Lang waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, wait a while to accept Lao Luo's recent work, as long as we open a gap, Xiao Jiabi's roots can all be pulled out."

"Division Commander, Commissar Mao is here."

Qin Lang hurriedly stood up and said

"Lao Luo, let's go and meet you."

Taizu was dressed very cleanly today, and even cut his hair, and the whole person looked radiant. It's just that I didn't see Lin Wei, and it was Chu Yu who followed him.

"Xiao Qin, this is Comrade Lin Wei, the future ******** of Chalin is only three years older than you. But her revolutionary career was long. Your meeting was disrupted that day, and I'll introduce you in a few days. ”

Qin Lang pretended to meet for the first time, but when he approached Lin Wei, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Hello, Comrade Chu Yu."

Lin Wei didn't have the slightest expression on her face, she just nodded at Qin Lang and left

Taizu happened to shake hands with Luo Rong and the others, and he didn't notice anything unusual, but just turned around and said:

"Xiao Qin, let's start! I see that many comrades are in a hurry. ”

"Yes! Member Mao and Secretary Lin, please come with me, and the performance will start immediately. ”

"Dang" sounded the gong, and on the stage built overnight, the heavy curtain was slowly opened.

I saw that the furnishings on the stage were actually a room, similar to the environment of the tenant farmers in western Jiangxi, with four walls and dilapidated.

Just when everyone was stunned, they saw a girl with a round face and big eyes, who estimated that she was fourteen or fifteen years old, came out, wearing patches and patches of clothes, like the daughter of a poor tenant family.

Lin Wei couldn't help frowning, what is this Qin Lang going to do? Did he think that finding a girl in tattered clothes and saying a few words would resonate with the masses?

The girl on the stage looked into the distance in a daze, as if she was looking at someone. attracted the audience to look back, but when they saw the comrades behind them, they smiled embarrassedly.

At this moment, the girl standing on the stage sang:

"The north wind blows, and the snowflakes drift ......."

A manual blower on one side of the stage was quickly stirred, and after a few handfuls of shredded paper were scattered, everyone felt as if it was a cold winter. This is the visual effect that Qin Lang requested, although it is simple, it has already created an atmosphere.

This side of the play has just begun, many people cowered and walked out of the house, you must know that the village is poor, and only the landlord's house can listen to the play at the end, and it is definitely not good to watch. Now those military masters are staged in the big valley field, and everyone can't care so much.

"Uncle, aunt, come and eat a cake, there is food in your stomach and a good show."

A few handsome young men of seventeen or eighteen years old were enthusiastically solicited, and at first they were a little twisted and pinched, but after someone took a bite of it, no one could bear it. One by one, they took the cakes and devoured them, their ears were still stunned, and they refused to let go of a word of drama.

"It's not our play, but it's still good."

Xishun's father hugged Xishun and said.

Xishun ran fast, so he occupied the position in the front row, but they were all villagers, and these half-sized children had no place, and they were either held by adults or squatted on the ground.

Of course, Zhong Xiaodong also went to the threshing floor, and after listening to a few lines of singing, he knew that the girl's name was "Xi'er", and her father's name was "Yang Bailao". Like his own family, he owed usury to the landlord's family. Yang Bailao couldn't pay back the money, so he had to run out to avoid debts.

"That landlord is so merciful, if it is the Xiao family, I'm afraid this Yang Bailao has already broken his leg."

He thought secretly, but he was still worried about Xi'er.

But fortunately, the landlord's family did not appear, and Yang Bailao gave Xi'er a red head rope. Looking at her joyful appearance, Zhong Xiaodong couldn't help but think of his sister "Bao Shan." ”

"Like, too much."

Zhong Xiaodong's eyes were covered with tears in an instant.

The people around looked at Xi'er and let out a soft laugh.

The loan shark is like a poisonous snake that devours people, as long as it is entangled, it is a ruined family, that Yang Bailao easily dodged, and everyone was happy for him. But just when he was rejoicing on the stage, a cough suddenly sounded.

Xi'er's family quickly stopped the movements in their hands and listened carefully to the movement outside the door.

"Butler!"

The crowd who came to see the play not only exclaimed, but also a butler who came out of the stage, looking at his treacherous and cunning appearance, the people who had suffered their losses couldn't help but tremble.

"Mu Renzhi" sneakily carried a lantern, walked to Yang Bailao's house and took a photo, and the literate people immediately found that there were still a few words on the lantern "Jishantang Huang".

"Collecting debts, asking for accounts. Walked to Dongzhuang and walked to Xizhuang ....... ”

When the people below heard this, they couldn't help but say "bah" in unison. When they heard the end of "If you can turn around, if you can, if you can, you can turn around", some people even cursed.

Zhong Xiaodong's heart became more and more nervous, sure enough, how could the landlord's family be so easy to deceive, Yang Bailao was afraid that he would not be able to pass this Humen Pass. It's just that Mu Renzhi is always staring at Xi'er, isn't it ....... Thinking of this, his cold sweat came down at once, and he couldn't help shouting:

"Yang Bailao, run, he is going to catch Xi'er and sell it."

Maybe his own words worked, and Yang Bailao also wanted to escape. However, a few more doglegs appeared on the stage, looking at the guns, he could only take Xi'er and follow Mu Renzhi away.

Zhong Xiaodong's words suddenly made everyone's hearts tighten. When the heavy curtain was opened again, a deer-headed half-old man sat there smoking a hookah. The flamboyant style can't help but remind people of Master Xiao, and many people are so frightened that they shrink their necks.

"......, I died three times last year, and I saw Yang Bailao's daughter itching, so I just used it to fill the house today."

After singing this sentence, he still smiled gloomily, and the people below trembled like chaff in fright.

When Yang Bailao and Xi'er saw this old man, they begged in every way, but Master Huang Shiren insisted that they should pay back the money.

"Last year, your wife was seriously ill, and I saw that you were pitiful so I took the debt. He borrowed me five yuan and said that he would pay back ten yuan this year. But not only did you not pay it, but you also ran away to avoid the debt. Yang Bailao, if you bring money today, we will pay it off, otherwise we will let you go to the county office. ”

Where does Yang Bailao have the money to repay, he can only beg bitterly.

Sure enough, Master Huang Shiren made a look, and Mu Renzhi immediately said:

"Poor ** plan, rich conscience. Yang Bailao, the owner can not be in debt, but you have to sell Xi'er to the owner. ”

"Sure enough."

Zhong Xiaodong clenched his fists tightly.

"No, owner, no!"

Yang Bai begged hard, but how could Master Huang give up. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Huang Shiren and shouted:

"Xi'er, run!"

However, this Huang family is a tiger's den in Longtan, how could Xi'er run out and finally see her father killed.

Just when Xi'er was crying bitterly, Huang Shiren opened his teeth and said:

"Throw the old thing out and feed it to the dogs, I'm going to have a cave room tonight, hahaha!"

The soldiers and the crowd in the audience finally erupted like a volcano.

"We're going to kill him, we're going to kill him!"

Luo Rong let out a cold sweat, fortunately, the division commander had the foresight and did not allow the cadres and soldiers to carry weapons, otherwise they might really beat the actor to death. However, the scene is already turbulent, and there is no need to use words to appease that something is really going to happen.

"Dididi."

Several officers blew their whistles, and the Red Army commanders and fighters immediately ran back to their positions and stood up, and the civilians seemed to realize something and hurriedly ran to the side to hide. However, the military masters did not get angry, but beckoned everyone to watch the play together.

Zhong Xiaodong squatted in front of the stage with a worried heart.

At this time, the scene changed again, the hateful face of the old man Huang was drunk, and slowly walked to the bedroom in the congratulations of a group of dogs. Looking at Xi'er who was tied, the audience's hearts were lifted again.

"Xiao Xi'er, do me fill the house today, otherwise I will be as ...... as Yang Bailao."

After singing this sentence, Huang Shiren pounced on Xi'er. The audience's hearts were hanging, and their fists were getting tighter and tighter.

But at this moment, Da Chun led people to appear, this young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, knocked over Master Huang a few times and rescued Xi'er.

"Good!"

The audience applauded.

But the good times didn't last long, and the landlord's dog legs rushed out. Although Daharu and the others were heroic, they were no match for the muskets, and they were quickly killed and wounded many people. And Xi'er, who had just escaped, was caught by Huang Shiren again.

"Da Chun, the person who injured me is going to light you ,......。 sky lantern today"

"Hey!"

The people sighed, and sure enough, the mud legs were no match for the landlord.

But at this moment, there was another burst of gunshots, and Huang Shiren's doglegs fell to the ground one after another. A group of military masters actually appeared on the stage, and they were dressed the same as the people in the audience.

"Fellow countrymen, we are the Red Army, specializing in defeating local tyrants, inferior gentry, landlords and bullies!"

When Zhong Xiaodong heard this, his eyes stared at the young division commander.

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It's still a rough manuscript, but there's something to declare.

Ahem, cough, Mo Songzi signed, and I'm going to go crazy these days.

Hip~~~~ Engage, no, no, no, hoard.

For the time being, there will be two shifts a day, and the gate will be opened to release water at that time.

The flood is out of control once!!!

Aha.

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