I met her very reluctantly. It was a meeting in a state of trembling, hesitation, unhappiness and even frustration. Come to think of it, the whirlwind of cleaning up the ranks of the class is still circling, and I was branded as a "**literati, a backbone element of the black line of literature and art", "with the hat in the hands of the masses", and was "watching the after-effects", when I was suddenly notified: A Japanese student representative named Kitamura Hidemi wanted to see me by name.

I said, "I've never known Kitamura Hidemi, I haven't seen her!" ”

The leader of the dictatorship's name is Zhang Dezheng, and he habitually licked his tongue out of the corner of his mouth, looked at me with slanted eyes, and said: "You have concealed your overseas relations, and now that you have exposed them, do you want to deny this pot of wine money?" Do you treat us as 'old people'? No way! Must see. In order to be responsible for you, I will accompany you. Remember, just say I'm your friend! ”

In the hotel reception room, I met a slender girl in a rose-colored dress and a white blouse. The face shape is very ordinary, but when you smile, it is as if your whole body is shining brightly, and the surrounding scenery is illuminated. She said in Chinese with a Shandong accent: "Dad told me to come and see you." He said I could call you brother! ”

"Your father's name is ......"

"Shinichiro Kitamura."

"I'm sorry! I don't remember seeing him anywhere. ”

Kitamura Hidemi took out a white cloth she was holding in her book and carefully handed it to me. Team Leader Zhang immediately stretched his neck and came closer. On the canvas, my name was written with a brush, and the word "O-shaped" was written, and the ink color had faded.

I suppressed my excitement. In the face of beauty, but in fact, it was said to Team Leader Zhang:

"If memory serves, this is the blood type symbol I wore when I was a Chinese worker. But I beg your pardon, I still can't remember what this has to do with Mr. Kitamura. ”

"You met him in a small cafeteria in Iwakuni. Also present was Uncle Sun. Dad gave you a shirt and you dropped it when you changed it. ”

I vaguely remember that it seemed like this had happened.

"You're there too?"

"I wasn't born yet. Mom and Dad got married after that. ”

The vague memory began to clear up a little. I couldn't help but grab her hand a second time and shake it hard. I asked her how her father was doing. She said that her father had a stroke, was partially paralyzed, and spent all day in bed, while her mother was healthy.

"Are you in college?"

"I studied French, I also learned English, and I also taught myself Chinese. I wanted to get a language degree, but now I don't. ”

"Why?"

"I want revolution."

"Don't you need to learn about the revolution?"

My "friend" had been shooting thorns with his eyes, stabbing me at the back of the neck, and then he couldn't help it:

"Japanese friends came to China to learn from the revolutionary scriptures. You sell bourgeois intellectual supremacy to others. What knowledge? There is only one knowledge in the world, and that is the class struggle! He said to Xiumei: "I think as long as you learn Chinese and can read the 'Red Book', it will be enough for a lifetime!" Girl, I approve of your bent revolution on the road. It must not be forgotten that two-thirds of the world's people are still suffering! We must have a fearless and thorough revolutionary spirit, and we must use our hands to smash the old world to pieces! Be determined to make the world red! ”

I thought that these words would make Kitamura Hidemi feel abrupt, but I didn't expect her to appreciate it very much, nodding her head and saying yes again and again. She said she was dissatisfied with Japan's decaying society for a long time. People are bent on material comforts and thus become slaves to material things. Young people are ruined, either desperately learning the means of making a living, or they are seeing through the red dust and indulging in the decadent life of glittering lights. Revolutionary aspirations and human ideals have faded in the face of the material world. Some young people who had read books on revolutionary literature and art were not satisfied with this situation and were determined to transform Japanese society, to restore people's ideals and conscience, and to eliminate the evil system of exploitation, but they did not know where to start. She thinks that the various political platforms put forward by various political parties are absurd, and they are either deceptive or deceitful......

"It's easy!" Team Leader Zhang waved his hand and said: "There are thousands of Marxist principles, and in the final analysis, there is one sentence: rebellion is justified!" Power comes from under the barrel of a gun! The direction and route have already been formulated, it depends on whether you do it or not! Of course, we can only help, not replace, because internal causes are the basis of change, and external causes are only the conditions for change. ”

I wondered whether it was appropriate to say these things to a young Japanese man, but I had no right to stop him. I had no choice but to say: "What Team Leader Zhang said is China's truth, and what to do about Japan's affairs, of course, only you know best......

Team Leader Zhang glared at me and blocked my words:

"Mao's theory is universal!"

At this time, several of Xiumei's companions also came to the reception room. From their looks and laughter, I could see that they all agreed with Team Leader Zhang's grand theory. They called Xiumei to be the interpreter, and they talked warmly with Team Leader Zhang. I was a complete outsider. Later, they asked him for an autograph. He promised to take them on a visit to a Red Guard headquarters. It was only when I said goodbye that Xiumi hurriedly returned to the bedroom and fetched a bag for me, saying that it was given to me by his father. His father heard on the radio that my name was among the criticised literati. At first, she wondered if it was me, and then she was worried about my safety, so she asked her to inquire about my address and make sure to come and see me.

"We are relieved to see that you are safe, and we hope that you will continue the revolution and not fall behind." She switched to Japanese and asked me, "What Mr. Zhang said is very attractive, he is a theoretician, right?" Very instructive for us. I said, "The words are printed in the books." It can't be wrong! If you meet the Japanese situation, you have to consider for yourself. Team Leader Zhang's eyes were fixed on me, and he was very suspicious of the content of these two Japanese sentences.

"I told her that all you said was printed in the book. You can't go wrong! ”

Xiumei smiled and nodded, and Team Leader Zhang walked out with me without suspicion. On the way, I "handed over" the burden to Team Leader Zhang. When he opened it and saw that it was a vase with a detached lacquer and a business card, he snorted and said, "Don't give something of practical value!" The hypocrisy of the bourgeoisie was fully exposed. "I wasn't given a business card either. But I took a look, and the location was somewhere in Iwakuni.

That night, Team Leader Zhang announced that I had been asked to move back to the cowshed and be re-examined. And held the first review and approval meeting.

At the beginning of the meeting, Team Leader Zhang introduced me in spreading the "theory of the supremacy of bourgeois knowledge" in front of foreigners and how he repelled the evil wind, propagated the revolutionary line of Mao, and achieved a complete victory. Then he asked me to honestly explain the major overseas relations that I had concealed, and explain who the Kita Village family was?

More than twenty years ago. I work as a child laborer in a small town in Japan. I pushed the cart to the hospital to deliver meals to the hospitalized workers. It rained heavily on the way, so I hid in the porch of a restaurant called Fallen Leaf Hall to take shelter from the rain. It was the eve of Japan's defeat in the war, and there was nothing to sell in the restaurant except tofu dregs, and it was raining during working hours, and there were very few customers. But a waiter came and fetched me. I said, "I'll take shelter from the rain and go, what's in the way?" "He scolded me in the same obscenity that the Japanese used to scold the Chinese. I got into an argument with him. At this moment, a man in his forties, dressed in an old suit and a combat cap, came out of the dining room, listened to our quarrel, took out a small tip, and took the waiter away. He asked me softly, "Are you Chinese?" I said, "Yes." What do you think? He muttered for a moment; If you don't mind, shall I treat you to a glass of wine? I said, "I don't have time, I have to go to the hospital for Song Fan!" He said, "Then there will always be work when you come back, right?" I said coldly, "Come back to the shrine!" "I didn't expect him to actually invite me. After speaking, I saw that the rain was light, and I pushed the car away without even saying goodbye. When I came back from delivering food, before I reached the door of the Fallen Leaf Hall, the waiter who picked me up greeted me. said with a smile on his face: "I bumped into you just now, I'm sorry for the boss to ask you to sit down." He's been waiting for a long time. As he spoke, he snatched the handlebars and pushed the car into the restaurant.

The dining room was deserted, with only one old North Korean lady bending over to eat tofu residue. The waiter led me through the dining room and backyard to the door of the three Japanese-style rooms and reported, "The guests have arrived." The door to the room opened, and the man in his forties and an old man in his fifties in a kimono greeted him and said, "Please!" Please! "Let me in." A round table was placed on the tatami mats, and a plate full of fried fish, a few side dishes, and a bottle of "Kikumasamune" sake was placed. Originally, I didn't care, but now I'm scared. Who are they? Why are they inviting me to drink? What if there is sweat medicine in the wine? Will they trick you into getting drunk and then make you put your fingerprints on their contract of sale? All the dangerous stories I had heard were all memorized in my head. I didn't dare sit down. The man in his forties patted me on the shoulder and said, "Please! It's all your own people here. I asked, "What do you mean by being a person?" ”

"Chinese!" The old man in the kimono put his mouth into my ear and said, "We are both Chinese, and I want to ask you about the situation in our hometown." "He uses the pure vernacular of the Shandong Peninsula. It reassures me a bit.

After I sat down, they asked me about the situation in China while urging me to drink. The question is detailed and messy: where does Japan really take up? How much is a pound of stick noodles? Do women still bind their feet? Will the Eighth Route Army fly in the end...... I narrated and explained them one by one. They kept uttering exclamations that were half Chinese, half Japanese: "This is the case? "I can't think of it!" "Ou Mou Xi Lou Ku!"

It was my turn to ask where they came from. The two of them stammered, intermittently and enthusiastically recounted to me that they had a companion who had gone from Shandong to France to work as laborers during the First World War. When the war was over, they lost their jobs. When I returned to China, I had no house or land, and I couldn't escape a hungry word. Hearing that Germany was in short supply of labor after the defeat of the war, the two sold the medals and medals they had won to Germany as travel expenses. When I got there, I realized that although there were places to recruit people, it was not to recruit workers, but to recruit soldiers. Recruit mercenaries from the USSR for armed intervention. Doesn't he care if he is a soldier or an worker, not a meal? Just go for the meal! They put on their uniforms and went to the Soviet Union. After receiving fire twice with the Red Army, they felt that it was not worth it, and the three of them discussed: "We have come here with hard work, not with our lives." Why take this risk? I heard that the Red Army treated the prisoners well, so I simply surrendered. Where is not mixed rice to eat? "In France they had heard that the Red Army was fighting for the working class. The three men got out of the trenches, raised the white flag and ran to the side of the Red Army. When the Red Army heard that it was Chinese, it treated them very favorably, did not let them into the prisoner camps, and directly incorporated them into the Siberian Corps to fight against the Japanese army. Unfortunately, the Siberian Corps lost the battle. One partner was wounded, and two companions carried him. All three of them asked the Japanese to capture the prisoners and escort them to the Japanese island of Shikoku. After the war, prisoners of war were to be repatriated. The Russians were all sent away, because they were not Russian citizens, so they had to stay in Japan. Except for Lao Sun, who has studied in private school for a few years, these two people can't read. If you want to work as a worker in a factory, you are not qualified. Fortunately, the three of them worked as workers and GIs in four countries before and after, and one of them always worked in the gang and learned the craft of making Western food for GIs, so he used his severance pay to set up a stall to sell Western food on the street. After selling for a few years, I saved some money and moved the food stall into the house, which can be regarded as a storefront. With money, there was a conflict between the three of them, and the one who worked as a cook always felt that his share was less, so he took shares in anger and went to work as a cook in an embassy. Lao Li and Lao Sun were left, and the two felt that they could never be separated again, so they survived with the group. Relying on frugality, the official face was thoughtful, and the business flourished for a while, and another branch was opened in this small town. Usually Lao Li is in town here, and the old grandson also comes to take a look, neither of them has a family, and there is no division in property and income, you are humble and I let you, and you live quite kindly. At the moment, because of the war, the business is cold, and I just deal with it.

I asked, "Don't you want to go back to China?" ”

They looked at each other. Lao Sun lowered his head, wiped his eyes and said, "We don't have a job when we go back." Let's mix up here! Which piece of loess doesn't bury people? ”

Although delivering meals to patients took up my rest time, and I would be beaten if I went back too late, I said goodbye in a hurry. But from then on, whenever I had the chance, I would come to the Fallen Leaf Hall to sit for a while. In the old calendar year, the factory had two days off and was allowed to go out for two hours, and I went again, and it happened that my grandson was also there, eating New Year's wine. And they kept me to eat and drink. After eating a few cups, Lao Li said to me affectionately: "Is it beautiful, the water in the township, whether you are close or not, the hometown people, I will climb a senior, call you nephew, today I will say something considerate to the old nephew, if it is not suitable, don't care, I don't know if there are old people in your hometown, and I don't know if you have a living contract or a death contract with the factory?" If there are still old people in the hometown, the living contract will be counted. If you don't have any worries and want to mix around in Japan, I want to redeem you from the factory. We're all in this together. You have a place to stay, and I have a place to rely on when I am old. lest I close my eyes and earn some belongings cheaply for foreigners. ”

I told him I had another family at home. The factory has a two-year contract. Send me back to China at the end of the period. Although I can't obey orders, I am still grateful for his kindness.

The two of them began to talk in Japanese. I can't speak Japanese well, but I can still understand most of it. I heard Lao Sun persuade Lao Li to say: "Don't be half-hearted, just marry that woman!" If you are rich, you will be rich, if you change your nationality, you will change your nationality, and if you have a surname, you will have a surname. Starting a family is a serious matter, unfilial piety is the greatest, my grandson is a few years older, counting on you to take care of me; You are old, who will take care of you! ”

They talked for a while, and then persuaded me to have a glass of wine. Lao Li took out a new shirt from the wardrobe and asked me to change it, saying that it was a show of the affection of the villagers. At that time, there was a shortage of textiles in Japan, and the three-year ration ticket was added together to buy a rayon shirt. This gift is very valuable. I couldn't thank you again and again. I don't remember if I dropped the blood type symbol in this chaos.

The rebels listened and were not satisfied. They said that Kitamura and the other three people were clearly international spies. Serving the German and Japanese fascists at the same time, it is likely that it also has something to do with the KGB in the USSR! They invited you to dinner, they pulled you in, you accepted the invitation, and on the first day, you sold a lot of military, political, and economic intelligence, and even said how much hazelnut noodles cost a pound! That shirt is the reward for selling your intelligence, and as you yourself say, it's a valuable gift. The bourgeoisie is mercenary, will give you expensive gifts for nothing? Is there love in the world for no reason? You should explain what contact you have with them when you return home, and when did you agree to use the white cloth strip as a contact mark? What is the mission for Kitamura Hidemi to come to you this time?

I don't have the pleasure of dwelling on the trouble this incident has caused me. The strange thing is that Team Leader Zhang asked me to admit that I was a spy, but at the same time, he went to accompany Xiumei and them, and even took the invoice for eating together to "reimbursement" me, saying that he entertained foreign guests for me. A month later, he sent me a photo: he said that Xiumi was gone. The photo is for me as a souvenir. This photo is also really wonderful and has commemorative value: Kitamura Hidemi is wearing a fake military uniform of the Red Guards, wearing a red armband, holding high the red treasure book as a gesture of "three loyalties", and the Japanese women are gentle and frugal, and there is not much left in a month's effort, and they are indeed "not loving red clothes and loving arms". Just on closer inspection, there is still a little less murderous than the pure brand Red Guards' eyebrows. Even better, she also inscribed on the back of the photo: "Brother! I wish you to continue the revolution and not fall behind. "Isn't it strange that this "special liaison" actually encouraged me to continue the revolution, while she was saying that she wanted to be "loyal to the three parties" here. I asked Team Leader Zhang, how should I know this? He said proudly: "Look at it, after the patient work of our rebels, even she has come to her senses under the inspiration of Mao's revolutionary line, do you still adhere to the reactionary position?" Explain it thoroughly! Think about the consequences! ”

Years have passed in a flash. The situation of "dogs beating stones and people biting dogs" did not last long. The "***" fell, much less time than it took them to come to power. In the later stage, Team Leader Zhang was busy divorcing his wife and pursuing a typist from Hong Kong, so he relaxed his questioning of me, and this confused account finally pushed the matter to the head of "***".

After coming out of the cowshed, in the leisure time to be allocated, I looked through the "reference news" of the time, and remembered Kitamura Hidemi again. At that time, the tabloids published some stories of foreign Red Guards making revolutions. There is also news from Japan. Although I did not dare to discuss with outsiders, I was quite suspicious of the magic weapon of "political power under the barrel of a gun" and "the countryside surrounding the city". In Japan, where the land is narrow and densely populated, and communications and transportation are very modern, is it really "universal access"? As soon as I saw Xiumei's photo of herself wearing a green military uniform and holding a red book, I wondered: would she rashly participate in those things like dropping bombs and hijacking planes? Will there be any unexpected encounters? What about her father, who was 70 years old? Will his daughter draw a line with him, cut it in two, and act in a tragicomedy like many of our Chinese families?

I pay attention to reading every line of news from Japan. But I couldn't find any news about her.

In 1977, I resumed my job. One day, the foreign affairs department called and said that a Japanese visiting group and an interpreter wanted to see me, and asked if I could see me. I couldn't wait to ask, "Is it Kitamura Hidemi?" ”

"Yes!"

"Can you see her right away?"

"Not right away. She only had time the day after tomorrow. We'll send a car to pick you up then! ”

I agreed. But on this day I was so distraught that I didn't do anything, anxious to know how she had been doing in the past two years.

Since returning to work, I have insisted on walking to work and waking up quite early in order to make my half-crippled body stronger. In the morning, the road is quiet and sparsely populated, and you often see rare things that are not easy to see in the daytime. The day after the foreign affairs department called, it was a foggy morning. When I was on my way to work, I passed by Tiananmen Square, walked by the Jinshui Bridge, and heard a woman's cry. I accidentally glanced at the place where the cry started, and found that it was a Japanese woman wearing a dark green dress and unkempt hair sitting on the ground. Did you go the wrong way and couldn't find the hotel? Did someone steal the wallet? Although there are still many taboos and there are lingering palpitations, there is still a sense of responsibility among Chinese citizens, and they cannot pretend that they do not understand Japanese with a clear conscience. I walked over and asked, "Is there anything you want me to help with?" ”

The woman looked up, wiped her tears from her eyes, and then called out, "Brother! Then he took my hand and cried. It turned out to be Kita Village Hidemi! I can't think of it, I can't help it, it seems that every time she meets me, she always puts me in an embarrassing situation! The last time it was like that, this time it's even more strange, just after dawn, in Tiananmen Square, a foreign woman holds your hand and cries...... I was at a loss and asked a little anxiously, "What's wrong with you?" You said that you only have time to see me tomorrow, why do you have time to cry here today, you are crazy? ”

"Disillusioned. Cry for myself, pity myself! ”

"Can't you explain it at all?"

"Do you need to talk about it?" She pointed to the east and west Chang'an Avenue and said, "The Red Ocean is gone!" The quote card is gone! The Red Guards who are fighting bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods are gone! The center of the world revolution is Beijing, but Beijing is no longer revolutionary......"

If the Chinese said these words, I might push her back with a sentence, and more likely a slap to make her clearer (I haven't really hit anyone, but I have beaten people in my imagination and knocked people down). This imagination has only disappeared in recent years. It started when I was slapped the first time I was the head of the chapter).

I said, "I thought you were a young man with revolutionary aspirations and a thoughtful person. I didn't expect to be so gullible. It's easy to believe in one thing, and it's easy to deny something. This reproachful sentence had the effect of stopping crying. She jerked up and asked me, "Is this what you said?" I call you brother! ”

"I'm accusing you as a brother!" Seeing that she didn't speak, I asked again, "How long can you stay in China?" ”

"The 'Friendship Boat' will go to three or four cities along the coast for a total of 20 days."

"You have turned your eyes to the ordinary Chinese people in these twenty days: workers, peasants, old cadres, intellectuals, and look at the expressions on their faces that have changed from the last time you came! If you wish, you can also ask them what their attitude is to the current policy of the Party Central Committee! You can start with me. The last time you came, I had to take the risk of speaking Japanese in order to tell you to distinguish the words of the head of the chapter, and now I can stand in front of Tiananmen Square and fully explain my point! Don't you think anything has changed? Do I still have people around me who are watching? ”

"Hmm! Chapter Team Leader? It's your friend, right? The man who later led us to the Red Guards and gave us revolutionary teachings? ”

"Yes."

"I'd like to talk to him again. Hear what he has to say. ”

"You won't see him anymore!"

"What? Incarcerated? ”

"What's the point of imprisoning him?"

"Why can't you see it?"

"He's not in the country anymore."

"What did you say?"

"He went to Hong Kong with his wife. I took a year of family leave when I left. It's been two and a half years, and I haven't even sent a letter. ”

"Is there such a thing in the world? I can't believe it. ”

She calmed down. She said that at nine o'clock she would accompany the people of the "Friendship Boat" to visit and asked me to take her to the hotel. On the way, I asked her how she had been in recent years. She said that after going back last time, she gave up the degree examination and went all out to carry out the revolution. A group of them are pioneers everywhere. She herself has been arrested twice and is under police surveillance. However, the ordinary Japanese masses did not understand them, complained that they were too leftist and radical, and that they had sabotaged the unified arrangements of the struggle. They were very depressed, believing that this was not a good way to solve the Japanese problem, and wanted to organize guerrilla units on their own to prepare for armed struggle. Several of them are from middle-class families, have never suffered hardships, and their bodies are not strong, so they decided to start with physical exercise. Climbing mountains in summer, skiing in winter, and collectively reciting quotations and poems when I am physically exhausted: "There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb." "During a climb on Mt. Fuji, she fell from the middle of the mountain with a weak foot, causing a concussion and was admitted to the hospital. I stayed in the hospital for a year and still had a headache when I read a book. So after being discharged from the hospital, her parents sent her parents to live in a sanatorium at the foot of Mikasa Mountain in Kyoto. One stay for three whole years. When I came out, the world changed, and most of the people who were going to pull the guerrillas found jobs, and some went back to school, thinking that it was rhapsody. There are still a few who stick to this route, but they have gone underground, and in short, they can't be found. She didn't know what to do, so she looked for an opportunity to go back to China to learn from it. Unexpectedly, China has become like this.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, stood up and asked me, "Did that team leader really go to Hong Kong?" ”

"It's been two years."

She was stunned for a moment, shook her head, and said, "If it's true, I'll have to cry a lot." ”

"It's worth your cry too?"

"You'll know when you get to the hotel. Maybe a miracle awaits us! ”

She dragged me into the hotel and went straight to the dining room. When I entered the dining room, there were many empty seats, but she did not sit down, and led me around the tables that were full of people. With a "hmm" in his voice, he led me straight to a table by the screen and stood on my feet.

At the table, a man in a beige suit, with long hair and big sideburns, was concentrating on cutting poached eggs, and he felt someone watching him from behind, so he stopped his knife and fork and looked back, then stood up with a smile on his face and said, "It's Kitamura lady, right?" No wonder the more I looked at it yesterday, the more familiar it looked. After dinner, I want to come and inquire, you are gone. ”

Xiumi turned to me with an eyebrow, and the man turned his gaze to me, this time laughing loudly: "Mr. Writer! Judging from the newspaper, you are very proud! He reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a wallet, pulled out two business cards, and gave one to each of us: "Brother is here to discuss business on behalf of my father-in-law." Please look after me in the future! ”

The business card reads: "Zhang Dezheng, representative of Hong Kong Longfeng Trading Company in Beijing." ”

Kitamura Hidemi blushed and asked, "Is this really you?" ”

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong. Didn't we meet here last night, when you didn't recognize me, and I didn't dare to recognize you. ”

I pulled the sleeve of my beautiful coat and said, "Let's go to dinner first!" ”

"I'm sick to my stomach, can I still eat?" She covered her mouth with her hands and ran briskly out of the dining room.

The leader of the chapter was a little at a loss. I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Eat your poached eggs." You have always been brave. Don't care about anything, and care about this little thing? ”

I slipped my business card into his pocket and walked out of the dining room, which was a little disgusting.

Sumi was standing at the top of the stairs in the hall. I was about to speak, but she stopped me.

"Goodbye! Let me think for myself. I'll tell you what I think. I'm going to use my own mind and don't want to listen to anyone. ”

She didn't wait for me to say goodbye, and went upstairs by herself. After going up a few steps, he turned around and came down to me again, "This is my father's motherland, and I can't say that he is bad, but what do you want me to say about all this I saw today?" ”

I said, "You say that the Chinese really can't get up." Actually knocked down the invincible '***'! Drained out the crooks and robbers like pus. Your body is back to health! ”

She didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, he went up the stairs himself.

I said goodbye to her and hurried to the machine, I was dizzy and my blood pressure was rising. You have to take your medicine.

Half a month later, on the eve of her return to China, she wrote me a letter from Shanghai. Say yes: "I took your advice, observed many people, asked many people, and I denied myself. And from this came the ...... of faith"

In the spring of 1980, I went to Japan on business. This year, because of the cold spring, the cherry blossoms bloomed late. When you arrive in Tokyo in the middle of April, you can go to the Tama River to enjoy the cherry blossoms. My friend who accompanied me to see the cherry blossoms and told me that there were a few old friends who were friendly with Japan and China who would be waiting for me on the Tama River.

From Shinjuku to the Tama River, it takes more than an hour to walk. Cars are one after another, and they have to stop from time to time to pay tolls, and the speed of the highway is actually not high. I don't know when we started to see a vermilion Toyota Crown sedan behind our car. I can do it, I can stop it, I really have a bit of momentum to keep moving! My friend looked back and said, "Wonderful, we've got tails!" I looked back and said with a smile, "It shouldn't be Mr. Plainclothes!" The friend said: "China and Japan are friends, and the Metropolitan Police Department is doubly protective of Chinese friends. But you're not enough of that status! I said, "Who could it be?" He said, "No one is a threat to you, except for one." I asked, "Which one?" He stammered, "There are people in Japan who hold up a book of quotations and regard you as betrayers of the revolution. But don't worry, for them, your goal is still a little smaller! ”

When I arrived at the Tama River, a few old friends gathered outside the entrance and waited for me. During the greetings, someone said, "There is another person who wants to see you, and I don't know why he is late!" ”

I was still inexplicable, and the scarlet car made a sharp turn and came to a squeaky stop. A woman's head poked out of the front window and said, "I'm here with a guest!" Protecting him! ”

Everyone shouted to her: "Naughty ghost, come down!" ”

She drove away. Drive to the parking lot far away and park it, and then fly and run. Because he was wearing a pink suit and his hair was cut short, after taking off his sunglasses, he was significantly younger than when they last met.

"Xiumi!" I said with a straight face, "As soon as I arrived in Tokyo, I offered to go to Iwakuni to see your family. You know that I came, and instead of taking a picture, I followed my trace! ”

"Let me give you a taste of the power of the Japanese Red Guards!" She laughed and grabbed my arm and shook it for a long time, and said to everyone, "He's my brother, do you know?" ”

Everyone was stunned. Ask her for what allusion?

"You ask him: My father almost gave him his inheritance! Fortunately, he was homesick and returned to China, otherwise there would be no Kitamura Hidemi in this world! ”

Everyone asked me again, "What the hell is going on?" ”

I explained what I had explained to the team leaders again. They said, "Write it down, write it down, what a good novel!" ”

The Tama River is full of cherry blossoms. Children of all colors, riding the game train that flipped in the air, let out a scared and happy scream in mid-air. The small street, which was rebuilt in imitation of the old Edo period, was bustling with activity. People watch the samurai perform their swordsmanship at the budokan hall.

I pulled Xiumei to walk two steps slowly, fell behind the crowd, and asked her, "You already knew I was coming?" ”

"I am a stalwart of the Japan-China Friendship Movement, so of course I know it."

"What are you doing?"

"Review your homework and prepare for the university entrance test."

"Back in the study?"

"Nope. In order to understand the principles of Marxism, I went to study German. I have come to realize a truth: revolutionaries, you have to find your own way, and you can't expect others to open you a ready-made road! Revolution has a bearing on the fate of hundreds of millions of people, and it is necessary to stress science and conduct painstaking research and experiments. Romanticism alone will not work. ”

"Your dad agreed?"

"Daddy is dead."

I froze. I haven't had the opportunity to meet for decades, but now I have it, but I can't see each other. I felt sad and asked her, "What do you live on?" ”

"My husband runs my father's restaurant."

"You're married?"

"My mom doesn't want to do business, and I won't. What if you don't get married? What to eat? ”

"What did your husband do?"

"We are the comrades of the Red Guards. But now his interest has shifted to pursuing a career. The two of us divided the work, he went into business, and I searched for the truth. The living materials he got and the spiritual harvest I got were shared by the two of them, and they fought together for the Japanese revolution! ”

I laughed. She laughed with me too. When our friends heard the laughter, they beckoned us and asked us, "Isn't it rude for your brothers and sisters to talk privately and throw us aside as friends?" ”

Beijing, August 1980