"Comrades from the Qianzhou organization came to see grandma to understand the situation." The second mistress was delighted: "My dear, if you can sort out this part of our family's history and educate future generations, you are a great contributor to our family!"

"I have read both silently written articles." Godfather nodded: "You brat still has this ability! The first article was published, and the second one is even better."

"It's just that the lights are a bit dim..." Zhou Zhi looked at the people in the hall and waved to his grandmother to encourage him.

It seemed that the interview had been going on for a while, and my mother came over with a plate of fruit, gave Zhou Zhi a fierce look, and whispered: "You run around all day long and don't stay at home. My godfather can't even find you."

Zhou Zhi turned around: "Godfather, are you looking for me?"

"Did you know something was going to happen? I'm fine. Didn't you make some small achievements? Secretary Yuliang of the county asked me to take you to see him. I might give you a few compliments."

I believe this evil, and he wants to take the initiative to see me? It must be you, the old man, who has saved up the fire!

However, Zhou Zhi was still very grateful: "Thank you godfather."

"I'm just a low-level official who is quick to catch young men." My godfather was also watching with interest the people from Guizhou Province interviewing my grandma: "It's none of my business."

After saying that, he turned around and said, "Second sister, I, Old Wu, am a stubborn person. You know that I rarely convince others in my life. But Sanniang Song, I really have to be convinced!"

"The organization hasn't made a decision yet." He said this, but his expression betrayed the second mistress's mood: "Don't tell me, even my daughter didn't think of it."

The person who came over from Guizhou Province to do the questioning was a pretty little girl with two pigtails. She was taking notes in a notebook and raised her head to ask a few words from time to time.

The little girl was very patient and serious, but Zhou Zhi couldn't help but chuckle when she saw two pairs of new shoe insoles under the notebook.

The little girl had to do a hard job this time. She had probably been silenced by her grandmother before, so she had no choice but to violate the organizational principles and accept the greeting gift that her grandmother liked to give when meeting people.

"Sanniang, at that time Comrade Tianjun... was your younger brother. How many people were there when he introduced you to join the organization?"

"At that time... I remember there were Wang Biebai and Chen Xiazi."

The little girl has gone through a day of hardships, and now she is still stunned: "...Bye...Bye bye? And...the blind man?"

No matter how difficult the conditions were at that time, the organization would not be so hungry, right?

"It's not that I'm really blind. When Xiao Wang came here, he was injured in his leg. He said he climbed over the wall of the district office during the riot in Datong. He shouted from the other side, 'I'm really shooting!' He was so frightened that he loosened his grip and fell down. Lame."

"..."

Just like Zhou Zhi when she first heard the story, the little girl's outlook on life was being ruthlessly washed away.

"Xiao Chen is a student in the county middle school. He has thin arms and legs and eats the least. When he came here, he lost his glasses and had to be led across the field. I laughed at him for being blind."

The little girl's chest visibly rose and fell, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly wrote it down: "Sanniang, do you... still remember their names?"

"I can't remember the name, but Lice does remember it!"

"I remember they had so many lice! Their hair was full of lice eggs! I only had two grates in the house, and I broke them all!"

When the little girl thought about that situation, she immediately felt as if something was on her body, and she couldn't help but twist her body.

He quickly shook his head to get rid of the terrible images in his mind.

"...I boiled several large pots of water, ironed the clothes that I hadn't changed yet, and left a room full of bare forks in the back room. I dried them outside and passed them on one by one..."

"Uh..." The little girl was embarrassed. She looked at the middle-aged man with glasses standing opposite, who should be the leader of the team. Should I write this down...

The middle-aged team leader wiped his forehead and nodded vaguely.

The little girl lowered her head and scribbled down another note: "Sanniang, how come you got separated from the organization when you retreated?"

"Where is the retreat? My dear girl, you don't know the battle! Running for one's life! That's running for one's life!" Grandma suddenly became excited.

"Three regiments from Jiachuan Hongshui are surrounding us. There are two camps outside in Manzhou and two in Qianzhou. If we don't run away, we will die!"

Grandma said anxiously: "Brother He said there is still a road on the Wutong side, and Miaozi's shotgun team over there is familiar with him. He asked Tianjun, the head-chopping man, to lead his men to run to the ancient well, and they all headed that way."

"Who is Brother He that my mother is talking about?" the second lady outside asked her godfather in a low voice.

"One of the leaders of the Shidingshan Uprising, Comrade Bian Yaqun. At that time, as Brother Pao, under the pseudonym He Sange, he contacted fellow Miao people in Wutong and organized a shotgun team." Godfather was familiar with local history and replied in a low voice.

"I'm sure I won't be able to escape. I'm dragging my family with me, and I still have a second child in my belly."

I saw my grandmother wiping her tears: "Later, Tianjun came to kowtow to his brother and said that he shouldn't lead me to join the party, so Tianmin pulled him into the cowshed..."

"I was scared An Yi that time. I thought... Tianjun was going to be beaten to death by the Tianmin, or maybe only one of the two brothers could come out..."

"As a result, the two brothers didn't argue that day. They just talked in the cattle pen all night..."

"When daybreak was about to break, Tianjun came out first, gave me a package, kowtowed to me a few times, and said that he and I were on a one-way street, and no one except Wang Biebae and Chen Xiazi knew about me."

"Wang was beaten to death. Blind Chen went to Wutong to find the shotgun team first. He should have escaped. The man who chopped off the head said that those... comrades in the past... didn't know that I had also voted. They told me that they would never want to vote.

explain……"

"I shouldn't have given him the silver dollar to chop off his head. I should have given him some fried noodles and clothes. Even a few pairs of straw sandals are better than money..."

The grandmother took the little girl's hand and cried: "Good girl, do you think I gave you the wrong thing? If I take the fried noodles, can the person who chopped off the head run away further?"

The little girl's face was already filled with tears: "Grandma, Tian Junlie..."

The team leader immediately interrupted: "Xiao Wang!"

Taking a step forward, the team leader comforted grandma and said, "Grandma, many comrades at that time were later out of danger, and many of them found their organizations again."

"For example, Comrade Jia Zhi embarked on the revolutionary road under the guidance of Comrade Su Huaxuan. Later he participated in the Long March, became a general, and became the first director of the Military Museum of our Republic!"

"What about Hua Xuan'er?"

"Comrade Su Huaxuan never joined the organization, but because of his great contribution, after liberation, the party invited him to serve as counselor of the Sichuan Provincial Government."

"Is that so..." Grandma grabbed the team leader's hand again and said, "Leader, when you see Tianjun one day, tell me that my third sister-in-law misses him very much."

Ah, this...the team leader suddenly felt bad.

Comrade Qiaoling, I'm afraid...most likely...you will see him before me...

The team leader only dared to think this way, but did not dare to say it. He could only pat his grandmother's hand solemnly and said: "Uh... Okay, Comrade Qiaoling, if that day comes, I promise you that I will definitely tell you what I said.

Bring it!”

Seeing the sweat on the forehead of the team leader, Dong Li, who had just started working for a minute, the little girl next to him was obviously full of tears, but she couldn't help but want to laugh, and she almost couldn't hold it in.

There was a room full of people, and they all looked like little girls. It was so wonderful and exciting.

The godfather touched Zhou Zhi's arm: "Write down this material. If you have the chance, you must write it into the novel."

Zhou Zhi nodded, that is necessary, this is such a famous scene...

However, the team leader is still the team leader after all. He calmed down and said, "Uh, grandma, you just said that Comrade Tianjun gave you...a package when he left?"

"Yes, later Tianmin came out and saw it, and asked me to hide it, saying that if Tianjun really couldn't come back in the future, he would finally have something to think about."

"Then...this package," the team leader, even though he was used to seeing the world, couldn't help but get excited and nervous: "Is Comrade Qiaoling...still...here?"

"I hid it at the foundation of the new house, it should still be there."

"Really?" The team leader turned to look out the window excitedly: "Comrade Xiuqi! Do you know what your mother said about this place?"

The second mistress answered outside the house: "Do you still know this? That is my home!"

…

…

What happened in the Zhou family, my father and godfather went to secretary Hua Yuliang to report it that night.

It was no longer important that Zhou Zhi's article was published in the provincial journal. Hua Yuliang immediately gave instructions to the office to find a car tomorrow morning and take comrades from the county office, organization department, cultural and educational bureau, county magistrate's office, and radio and television bureau.

Accompany the investigation team of the Organization Department of Guizhou Province on a trip to Gujing Township.

Oh, does Comrade Qiaoling have difficulty in mobility? Well, I won’t use my car tomorrow. Let Comrade Qiaoling take my car! Let the county hospital send a wheelchair to prepare!

Early the next morning, Hua Yuliang came to his office with his wallet under his arm.

The secretary was sitting outside. When he saw Hua Yuliang come in, he immediately stood up: "Secretary, Manzhou TV station called and said that they wanted to conduct an interview with Zhou Zhi, the son of Director Zhou of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and Zhou Zhi's grandmother.

.”

"They found out so soon?"

"It's not too fast, is it? Has it been published in all provincial magazines?"

"It was published in the provincial newspaper? How did the novel get into the newspaper?"

"Not the secretary...what...what novel?"

"What's going on? Tell me clearly!"

"Oh, it's like this. Didn't this guy have an article in "Bashu Literature"? The content also meets the requirements of refuting the theory that reading is useless and that everything is about money. In addition, he is still a middle school student, so he is not a big deal.

It’s a small piece of news material, so the station wants to conduct an interview with him.”

"Because the guy wrote about his grandmother in his article. Taili wanted to interview the old lady together."

"Originally, this matter can be handled by the Radio and Television Bureau, but I think this is a small opportunity for Jiachuan to show his face. The county party committee is in charge of publicity, so let the secretary know first, and you still have to make the decision."

The secretary is the secretary's little friend. Secretary Song knows very well the secretary's attitude towards Director Yuanjiang.
Chapter completed!