It took a long time before Mr. Huang met her for the second time. During this interval, she worried almost every day that Mr. Huang would also be put into a sack and thrown into a dry well in the ancient city. This ancient city that created a prosperous and glorious history is now preserved
There is a ring of dilapidated but basically complete city walls, hundreds of small alleyways and an increasing number of dry wells year by year, which provide convenience for the people in power in the ancient city to kill all opponents, saving bullets and leaving no traces of blood.
Naturally, it will not give the residents of the ancient city or even the whole society the impression that the authorities are cruel. Mr. Huang seemed even more heavy-hearted when he came this time: "The party organization has been severely damaged this time." Bai Ling couldn't help but burst into tears: "
You haven't been here for a long time, and I was just thinking... You might also be... thrown into a dry well..." Mr. Huang smiled bitterly: "It's hard to avoid. I'm wearing a red ribbon around my waist now. If I win in the future, you guys
You can identify me when you dig up the bones of your comrades." Bai Ling burst into tears and laughed: "I will cut a white deer out of silk and sew it on my shirt, so that you can identify me in the future..." Mr. Huang then assigned
She came to Zishui County to deliver a letter to County Magistrate Hao...
The big yolk-like sun has set on the original slope to the west of Bailuyuan, and the Zishui River Road has become clear and clear without sunlight. Moisture and dusk have quietly spread from the river. Bailu, a snow-white fawn, is standing in the fragmented ravine of the original slope.
Maoliang jumped up and down, and Bai Ling was immersed in his thoughts...
When she entered the church girls' school and heard a strange name for the first time - God, she immediately thought of the White Deer. God is actually the White Deer, Grandma's White Deer. Grandma was sitting on the kang, with a hanging hanging on the wooden building above her head.
A handful of light brown hemp silk. Grandma pulled off a piece of hemp silk and added it to the rope she was twisting in her hand. She lifted up the small dial with her left hand and plucked it hard with her right hand. The purple-red shiny jujube wood dial crackled.
It turned into a circle, and grandma talked about her white deer. It was a deer with white antlers, as white as snow, jumping and flying, with yellow wheat seedlings blinking.
The seedlings turned green and strong, the muddy water turned into clear water, the lame man stopped lame, the blind man's eyes became clear, the bald man grew black hair, the ugly woman became as beautiful as peach blossoms... She suddenly asked her grandma
: Is the white deer big or small? Her mother tied the white deer’s feet. The white deer’s feet are tied. The white deer’s feet are tied. It can’t jump or fly. What should I do? Grandma’s mouth is as tight as a dried date. She can’t be scolded.
Random talk and random questions...
The teachers at the missionary girls' school seemed to be cast from the same mold. They were all the same women, dressed in the same way, and even behaved and spoke in the same tone. The only difference was the width, width, fatness, and blackness of the appearance; but the expressions on their faces were also the same.
, there is no great sadness or joy, no generosity and excitement, no weakness, and no violence or irritability. He always has a peaceful look that is neither annoyed nor angry, neither happy nor sad, neither anxious nor impatient, neither loving nor hating, nor worried.
After years of training, senior girls have developed this habit and virtue. People from the upper class, such as administrative officials at all levels in the ancient city, military officials, business tycoons, etc., all like to go to this girls' school to choose their wives or beauties.
It is self-evident that the citizens of the ancient city rushed to send their daughters to this school for a concubine. She could become the father-in-law of a certain military and political official overnight.
The cobbler's uncle and his second aunt also made this bet on their two cousins. The eldest cousin married a company commander and left for Hanzhong less than a month after the marriage. Half a year later, the eldest cousin couldn't help being lonely and traveled across the mountains to arrive.
When I went to Hanzhong to look for my husband, the company commander already had a delicate-skinned woman from the water town to accompany him day and night. The eldest cousin got into a fight and scratched the company commander's face and the woman's lower body, and then they were never found again.
There was no trace of her. She had no money to go home and almost became a beggar in Hanzhong. Later, she was discovered by a tea shopkeeper. Hearing that her accent was from Guanzhong, he brought her into the shop to ask about her life experience. The shopkeeper was originally from Guanzhong.
She settled down in Hanzhong to do a small business, but the dead woman was unwilling to marry another Hanzhong woman, mainly because she couldn't listen to the dry pronunciation of the Hanzhong people. The eldest cousin settled down as the second wife of the tea shop owner. He was twenty years older than her.
, just in middle age, he does know how to care for her and care for her, but his financial strength is not much stronger than that of his uncle's fur shop.
The second cousin married a newspaper literati. He was not very powerful, and his salary was not high, but his life was quite peaceful. The literati could neither expand the leather goods business of his old father-in-law, nor could he provide filial piety with valuable gifts.
The bitterness was compiled into a ballad and published in his newspaper: The cobbler is bitter and the cobbler is bitter, and he works until the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month. The hemp rope strangles his wrists, and the awl pierces his skin and pricks his hands. His hands are chapped and burst into thousands of bites, and his body is full of fishy smell...
...This was his real experience and feeling in the fur shop when he first visited his father-in-law. He was made dizzy and sick by the fishy smell of various animal skins, especially when he saw his father-in-law holding chopsticks in his hand at the dinner table. This was aggravated.
This feeling. The hemp rope on the back of the hand and the wrist were tied into black and hard calluses of dead skin. There were large and small cracks on the fingers. Some were covered with black gum or other plasters, and some were newly fried.
Blood oozed from the small opening, and a piece of intact and clean skin as big as a fingernail could barely be seen on the back of the hand. The second son-in-law could not swallow a mouthful of rice or a spoonful of soup. After returning home, he wrote this song to express his grievances for his father-in-law.
He also asked his second cousin to take a newspaper and read it to his father. After hearing half of the story, the cobbler pulled the newspaper over and stomped on it, then spit on it. He blushed and roared loudly: You bitch, fuck me up. You bitch has no ability to be an official.
The cobbler's uncle is very sad and vowed not to allow his second son-in-law to set foot in his leather goods workshop again.
Bai Ling understood that the root cause of his uncle's disappointment was not here, but that neither of his daughters had a son-in-law who could bring glory to the family. But he didn't know that this was almost a wishful thinking. The church girls' school is a woman's world, and the entire city
Women of all shapes and sizes gather together in this place, and the best ones have been taken away one by one by high-ranking officials. The two cousins, who belong to all living beings in this woman's world, can only be taken away by the platoon leader of a small company in the army or a poor scholar.
The cobbler's uncle later bluntly said to Bai Ling: You are more promising than those two, Ling Ling'er. Anyone below the head of the regiment who works as a clerk and does odd jobs should not understand him. With a powerful person,
Master, if you can go there, let’s see which turtle, five thieves, six dead men, and one Piqiu eight dare to wear leather shoes without giving money to the cobbler’s uncle. The long-cherished wish of the cobbler uncle is indeed possible. Regardless of knowledge, temperament, and especially elegant and decent facial features.
, Bai Ling is also outstanding in the church girls' school where there are many beauties. Bai Ling has already rejected several suitors, and her shield is the young man from the Wang family whom she has never met before. She said to the suitors: My father is in my tenth year.
Xu Qin was engaged when she was two years old. Before she left the missionary school, the school office informed her that an important government official wanted to see her. She asked what was going on and she would not go if it was a suitor. The school office staff was worried.
He persuaded her that she should go, whether she wanted to or not. The school could not afford to offend this person. Bai Ling went. She saw a smart and capable middle-aged man sitting upright at the table in the school affairs office, with an angular face.
, intelligent and persistent eyes, and the hair that was parted from the middle of the forehead to both sides of the head was black and shiny. As soon as Bai Ling entered the door, the man stood up and nodded with a smile. The gentleman from the school affairs office introduced the middle-aged man's identity. He was from the province.
The secretary of an important official in the government then left the door. The secretary asked frankly: "Miss, what is your first impression? The first impression of interacting with others is very important." Bai Ling said innocently: "You are like
Wang Jingwei. Really. When I first saw you when I walked in, I was surprised, why did Wang Jingwei condescend to sit here?" The secretary smiled implicitly: "Thank you, Miss. Wang is the most handsome man in China, how could I..." Bai Ling
He smiled and said: "You are the second best in China." The secretary changed the subject nonchalantly: "What are Ms. Bai's plans after graduation?" Bai Ling asked: "What exactly are you asking me about?" The secretary said: "Are you willing to continue studying?
I can support you. If you are willing to find a job, I can help arrange it." Bai Ling asked: "Why are you so nice to me?" The secretary said: "Is there any need to ask?" Bai Ling said: "I am already married." The secretary said
: "Is he more handsome than Wang?" Bai Ling said: "He is number one in the world." The secretary said playfully: "I'm afraid Pan An is in the eye of the beholder. Where is he?" Bai Ling said: "Seventeenth Division."
The secretary breathed a sigh of relief: "Miscellaneous troops." Bai Ling said, "Miscellaneous troops have no rules. He is a cold and fearful man. He said that if anyone has an idea for me, he will fight with him to death." The secretary said.
"I'm not afraid of that." Bai Ling said, "I'm afraid." People in government departments are afraid of the no-name Seventeenth Division. The secretary said he was not afraid just to save face. Bai Ling repeated again: "He will
He even killed me. I’m afraid. He’s really a cold-blooded person.”
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Bai Ling thought of the copper-dollar game with Lu Zhaohai again. It was like playing house and marrying a bride with friends. However, it was this game that brought them different fates. After Chiang Kai-shek betrayed the revolution, she could hear it every day.
You can still read the news about the Kuomintang massacre of the Communist Party from the newspapers, and the ancient city is shrouded in gloom and terror. At noon that day, two or three policemen stepped in the door and tied up a girl sitting in the third row. A policeman
After walking out of the classroom door, she turned to her husband and explained to the students: "This is..." The female students were shocked and confused. The female teacher said: "She is not the Lamb of God, let her go to hell." Bai Ling felt as if a stick had been tied all over his body.
The invisible hemp rope was tied, and she first thought of Lu Zhaohai. Lu Zhaohai went to Baoding Military Academy to study. Can he break free from the hemp rope tied up with five flowers? She was eager to see Lu Zhaopeng and asked Lu Zhaopeng.
There was no news about Zhaohai, but he could not be found. Five or six days later, an even more surprising thing happened. The kidnapped classmate led three policemen to the school, and under her guidance, they kidnapped three
Students from foreign classes. At that time, the whole school was in chaos. The girls crowded on both sides of the long corridor leading to the gate of the campus. They watched three classmates who were tied together with thin hemp ropes being led to the school gate.
Stuffed into a black prison van.
Bai Ling was no longer interested in going to class, so she asked for leave intermittently to look for Lu Zhaopeng. She returned to an old relative's house in Bailuyuan to inquire about the news. She said that Lu Zhaopeng had disappeared long ago, but she heard a lot about the rectification of the leaders of the Agricultural Association.
Rumor has it that Bai Ling left Bailuyuan overnight and returned to the cobbler's uncle's house in the city. When she returned to school again, she heard the girls whispering that the three arrested Communists had all filled up dry wells. The one in her class led the police to
The girls who captured his accomplices were also stuffed into the well. Bai Ling said viciously: "God cannot tolerate the atonement lamb."
However, when she found Lu Zhaopeng, her fate completely changed. When she came back from school at noon that day, Bai Ling saw Lu Zhaopeng in front of the cobbler's uncle's counter, and was so surprised that she almost screamed. Lu Zhaopeng quickly used a
A stern and penetrating look stopped her. Lu Zhaopeng was wearing a shabby suit and a brown top hat. He looked like a poor teacher, pondering the various leather shoes on the counter. Lu Zhaopeng
He said: "Why are you so dazed? I am Lu Zhaohai's Chinese teacher. Zhaohai took you to my class. Have you forgotten?" Bai Ling immediately followed the instructions given by Lu Zhaopeng and continued to act: "Oh, teacher, sit down in the room."
." He turned to his second uncle and shouted: "Uncle, this teacher wants you to order a pair of leather shoes." The cobbler's uncle greeted him enthusiastically: "Bring the teacher in quickly." Lu Zhaopeng whispered: "You have to let me
Stay here until dark."
The cobbler's uncle measured the length and width of Lu Zhaopeng's feet as seriously as he would any customer. He also asked about the color and style of the leather shoes, and then continued busy with the work in hand. Bai Ling led Lu Zhaopeng into his house.
The small bedroom turned around and asked: "Are you afraid of being stuffed into a well?" Lu Zhaopeng was stunned for a moment by the sudden question. He stared closely at Bai Ling's eyes, trying to judge her from that look.
The intention of asking questions. However, he saw that the edges of the two slightly bulging eyes gradually became moist, and then two pools of crystal tears welled up. Lu Zhaopeng nodded. Bai Ling blinked, and tears overflowed.
She said in a trembling voice: "I want to join the Communist Party." Lu Zhaopeng put his hand on Bai Ling's shoulder and asked her to sit down, and said: "Now the whole country is suppressing the Communist Party." Bai Ling said: "I saw them killing.
We are just about to enter." Lu Zhaopeng said: "Countless of our people have been killed." Bai Ling said: "There are few of you, so I will fill a vacancy." Lu Zhaopeng suddenly grabbed Bai Ling's hands and said,
Hot tears flowed down: "Now I don't even have a place to cry about my comrades..." Bai Ling said: "I hate the way men cry."
Lu Zhaopeng waited until dark and left at the right time. When he left, he gave Bai Ling two instructions. She was not allowed to go to anyone to express her intention to join the Communist Party. Second, she was to continue studying in a missionary girls' school, which was undoubtedly the safest place.
About a month later, Lu Zhaopeng came to the leather goods shop in the evening and picked up the custom-made purple-red leather shoes. He praised the cobbler's craftsmanship. The cobbler personally put the leather shoes on his feet and asked him to wear them in the workshop.
He walked around and told him that if his feet were pinched or the rope was broken, he could come and repair it at any time. Lu Zhaopeng was sure that these were the most satisfying leather shoes he had ever bought, and swore that they were much better than the ones from Shanghai. The cobbler was very proud of his masterpiece.
Lu Zhaopeng then handed a Bible to the cobbler, saying that it was what Bai Ling asked him to buy. Bai Ling returned to the leather goods shop at dusk and got a contact address in the Bible: No. 15 Luosuo Lane.