Ordinary days pass quietly without leaving a trace, leaving you with no memory. Some special days are unforgettable. It is like a beautiful landscape, not fading due to the increase of annual rings and the passing of years, but will gradually solidify in the process of life evolution, bright and bright with your life, constantly evoking your memories of the past. The advent of special days is always a bit abrupt. Many years later, Sun Chenghui still felt that it was some kind of fate to find his revolutionary sixth uncle in Beiping, which had just been peacefully liberated.

Sun Chenghui remembers the scene of that day very clearly, it was the morning of February 5, 1949, the weather was very cold, she couldn't suppress her curiosity about the People's Liberation Army, and sneaked out of the house behind her mother's back to watch the excitement in Dashilar. When she walked out of Xiaojing Hutong's house, she didn't expect that there would be anything special about this day. The Beiping of that day, in Sun Chenghui's eyes, was still the familiar old Beiping of the past, with a slight difference that Yangge from the liberated area was twisted, and the new slogans posted by the People's Liberation Army into the city covered the old slogans of the past, but the old slogans such as "Fighting chaos will be victorious, and the founding of the country will be successful" are still faintly visible. Dashilar Street also presents a special landscape at the time of the transition between the old and the new: many shops have closed; If it is not closed, business is relatively deserted. Some shopkeeper-like people stood in front of the store with their hands on their sleeves and looked at the scenery with puzzled eyes.

Sun Chenghui also ate sugar gourds, stood on the street and looked at the scenery, first watching Yangge, and then looking at the People's Liberation Army. One of the clearest details I remember is that on the wall of the silk shop behind her, there is a drama newspaper printed with stills of Ping Opera actor Liu Ruhua fluttering in the wind. Sun Chenghui ate the sugar gourd, so he wiped his hands from the drama newspaper on the wall, and deliberately wiped Liu Ruhua's charming eyes. In the past, my brother used to praise Liu Ruhua's stinky feet, and my sister was forced to comb her hair in Liu Ruhua's sister troupe because of life, and Sun Chenghui looked at Liu Ruhua unpleasantly.

It's not pleasing to the eye, and it's even a little hateful! There has been no news since his brother was besieged from Tianjin, Sun Chenghui went to the sister troupe to inquire a few times, but Liu Ruhua said that she didn't know. How could Liu Ruhua not know? Every time my brother returns to Beiping from Tianjin, he has to go to her first if he doesn't go home. The powerful brother has no news, and there is no hope of finding a job. Her mother was nagging all day long to find her in-laws, and she was annoyed to death.

At this moment, two People's Liberation Army soldiers came from Dacheng Domestic Products Company, one of the big men reached out and tore off all the fluttering drama newspapers, and the other female soldier quickly brushed the paste on the wall with her hands and feet, and pasted a notice of peace on the wall. Sun Chenghui didn't pay much attention to the content of the notice, as if it was to maintain law and order, protect industry and commerce, or something. Under the notice, the signature of Sun Likun, director of the Military Management Branch, Sun Chenghui paid attention: Isn't this Sun Likun her sixth uncle?

Sun Chenghui begged the two PLA soldiers who posted the notice to take her to the sixth uncle.

This time, Sun Chenghui met his sixth uncle Sun Likun in a sunny courtyard house in the back street of Dashilar. That year, Sun Chenghui was eighteen years old and had just graduated from high school; Sun Likun is less than 30 years old, but he is already a young veteran revolutionary with more than ten years of party experience. In Sun Chenghui's impression, the sixth uncle that day was dressed in military uniforms and was majestic, which was completely different from the little sixth uncle in his memory in the past. When I was a child, Uncle Xiaoliu often hugged her, and once took her to a student assembly and lost her. The family said that this little sixth son was not successful, and he was always warned and expelled from the school, but no one expected that the sixth uncle would become a big cadre of the People's Liberation Army today!

Sun Chenghui was surprised and surprised, looking around at the sunny courtyard, her heart fluttering.

As soon as the PLA team entered the city, Sun Likun was very busy at this time, there were always PLA cadres with horses and guns in and out of the courtyard, and Sun Likun had been talking to those PLA cadres - after talking to this and that, he didn't notice Sun Chenghui's arrival at all. Sun Chenghui didn't dare to come forward to disturb Sun Likun, so she stood aside and listened quietly.

“…… Of course, the work can be said to be complicated, but at present, our most important task is to stabilize social order and maintain social order, especially those prosperous business districts. ”

"Political Commissar Sun, some businessmen do not know much about our policies, and they mistakenly believe the rumors of the Kuomintang reactionaries, and their mood is not very stable, and some shops are closed. Dacheng Domestic Products Company has not only closed its doors, but is also said to be preparing to gradually move the company to Hong Kong......"

"We must actively do our work, and we can't just announce that everything will be fine. For Dacheng Domestic Products Company, we have to go to the door to publicize our party's policies, and if necessary, I will go in person, and you can arrange it......"

Sun Chenghui saw that Sun Likun was always talking, and couldn't help but shout: "Sixth uncle...... Uncle Six! ”

Sun Likun was stunned, stopped talking, looked at Sun Chenghui fixedly, hesitated, and didn't dare to admit it.

Sun Chenghui was anxious and rushed to Sun Likun: "Little Sixth Uncle, I'm ...... I'm Xiaohui! ”

Sun Likun recognized it at this time, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Xiaohui? Sun Chenghui? ”

Sun Chenghui nodded happily.

Sun Likun was also very happy, patted Sun Chenghui on the shoulder affectionately, and said, "Xiaohui, you go to the house and sit down for a while, and then I will go to see you when the sixth uncle finishes talking about work." After hurriedly explaining, he talked to the cadres around him, "...... Dacheng Domestic Products Company has a great influence, this boss Chen's eldest son Chen Menglong is a special agent of the Kuomintang military command, according to our intelligence, still lurking in Beiping, the situation is more special, I think, or I go as soon as possible! Even if Boss Chen wants to leave, he has to see him off......"

Speaking of almost noon, Sun Likun went into the house and had lunch with Sun Chenghui.

During lunch, Sun Likun was in a good mood, pointed at Sun Chenghui's forehead with chopsticks and said, "Xiaohui, do you remember?" When I was a child, Uncle Six never hugged you! Yes? ”

Sun Chenghui "Gege" laughed: "Sixth uncle, you still lost me, right?" ”

Sun Likun also laughed, but he didn't admit it: "I didn't lose you, you lost it yourself." ”

Sun Chenghui said: "Little Sixth Uncle, I remember, you also bought me a sugar gourd." ”

Sun Likun smiled and said: "Yes, yes, if you don't buy you a sugar gourd, you won't call me Uncle Xiaoliu, you dare to call me Xiaoliu!" After eating the sugar gourd, your sticky hand will rub it on me......"

Sun Chenghui was a little embarrassed: "Sixth uncle-"

Sun Likun waved his hand: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, our Xiaohui has become a big girl...... Hey, why did you come alone? Yes? What about your brother Sun Chengwei? Are you still a lawyer in Tianjin? ”

Sun Chenghui said: "Don't mention it, sixth uncle, my brother hasn't heard from me for a few months, and my mother is dying!" ”

Sun Likun let out an "oh", his expression became serious, and asked, "You won't be plotted by the Kuomintang spies, right?" ”

Sun Chenghui said: "What are the Kuomintang spies plotting against my brother? My brother is a lawyer, not a communist. ”

Sun Likun said: "Xiaohui, your brother is not an ordinary lawyer, he saved my life back then!" If he defended the Communist case in Tianjin, it would be difficult to guarantee that the Kuomintang spies would not plot against him, because the Kuomintang spies had plotted against many progressives and democrats! ”

These words aroused Sun Chenghui's heart, Sun Chenghui was a little scared, and said: "Sixth uncle, you have now become a big cadre of the Communist Party, and Tianjin has been liberated, so help us find my brother!" ”

Sun Likun nodded: "Don't worry, I'll try to contact the comrades of the Tianjin Military Management Committee first, see if they can find out Cheng Wei's whereabouts, and tell you if I find out." What about you, with Cheng Wei's news, you also told me - Cheng Wei saved me back then, and I haven't thanked him properly. ”

As he was talking, Sun Likun's subordinate Liu Cunyi, the head of the regiment, walked in with two subordinate officers and reported a spy case, saying that a warehouse was a secret stronghold of the military commander's spies, and a lot of criminal evidence was found. Liu Cunyi also gave Sun Likun a pistol, bullets, and some propaganda materials as evidence of the crime. Sun Chenghui noticed that Sun Likun looked very carefully, instructed Liu Cunyi and the two officers to continue monitoring, and immediately detained suspicious people when they found them.

Liu Cunyi was about to leave after the report, but Sun Likun stopped Liu Cunyi, bluffed his face, and stretched out his hand: "Give it to me!" ”

Sun Chenghui felt very strange for a while, and she didn't know that Sun Likun asked Liu Cunyi what he wanted without a head.

Liu Cunyi knew very well in his heart, and reluctantly took out a small wine bottle from his military trouser pocket.

Sun Likun pointed to Liu Cunyi's bulging jacket pocket: "And!" ”

Liu Cunyi took out a few large handfuls of shelled peanuts with a gray face and put them on the table with a "whoosh" sound.

Sun Likun waved his hand: "Let's go, Commander Liu, if I find you drinking while on a mission, I will remove you!" ”

Liu Cunyi rolled his eyes and muttered as he walked out: "Political commissar, don't look at how cold it is!" ”

Sun Likun broke off and said, "What are you muttering?" ”

Liu Cunyi didn't dare to make a sound.

Looking at Liu Cunyi's embarrassment, Sun Chenghui couldn't help but smile.

Liu Cunyi had already walked to the door at this time, and glanced back at Sun Chenghui: "Laugh, laugh, what's so funny!" ”

Sun Likun no longer ignored Liu Cunyi, regained his amiable appearance, and beckoned to Sun Chenghui: "Come, come, Xiaohui, eat peanuts, the head of the Liu regiment will send you to invite you!" ”。

Sun Chenghui smiled again: "Sixth uncle, I don't want to invite my guest because I see that the head of the Liu regiment!" ”

Sun Likun said: "This is not up to him, his peanuts have now been seized by me!" ”

While eating peanuts, another cadre walked in and reported to Sun Likun: "Political Commissar Sun, Boss Chen of Dacheng Domestic Products is now at home, do you think you should go there immediately?" ”

Sun Likun looked at the pocket watch: "Okay, I'll go right away." After that, he stood up and said to Sun Chenghui, "Xiaohui, Peking has just been liberated, and Uncle Sixth has a lot of work, so I can't accompany you more today." Aren't you still living in Xiaozui Hutong? When I have time to go and see you with your sixth aunt! Go as soon as possible! ”

Sun Chenghui nodded and grabbed Sun Likun's hand: "Sixth uncle, I'm ...... I would also like to join the revolution with you! ”

This was a sudden decision made in an instant, and before that, Sun Chenghui had never thought of following his sixth uncle, Sun Likun, to participate in the revolution. At noon on February 5, 1949, Sun Chenghui did not have any basic understanding of the revolution, and the reason why she suddenly made this decision was entirely because she had a revolutionary sixth uncle. So, many years later, Sun Chenghui still insisted that February 5, 1949 decided her life. On that day, if the sixth uncle Sun Likun had not arrived in Beiping, if she had not found her sixth uncle in the sunny courtyard house in the back street of Dashilar in Beiping, her subsequent life might have been different.

Sun Likun was not surprised by Sun Chenghui's choice, and agreed to Sun Chenghui on the spot.

Sun Chenghui remembered that when the sixth uncle sent her out, he patted her on the shoulder and said enthusiastically: "Wow, wow!" Xiaohui, you come to join the army! Yes? Our team is now in need of a large number of young people with cultural knowledge! In two days, you will come to me again, first go to the intensive training class to study, and then arrange revolutionary work, okay? ”

Sun Chenghui jumped up happily: "Great, sixth uncle!" ”