"Good boy, good boy, don't cry, don't cry." Comrade 'Farmer' hugged Cheng Qianfan and patted his shoulder gently. He raised his head, but his eyes were red.
He is good friends with Cheng Qianfan's parents, Comrade Cheng Wenzao and Comrade Su Zhifu.
Some secret meetings within the party were held at Cheng Wenzao's home.
It can be said that Comrade ‘Xiang Wu’ and Comrade ‘Farmer’ watched Cheng Qianfan grow up.
After Comrade Cheng Wenzao and Comrade Su Zhifu died, Comrade Xiangwu asked him to secretly take care of Cheng Qianfan for a period of time. Later, due to safety concerns, he personally arranged for Cheng Qianfan to be sent to a nursing home.
In a sense, Cheng Qianfan, the orphan of the martyr, was like his own nephew in the hearts of Comrade Xiangwu and him.
When Cheng Qianfan saw him, it was like seeing a relative.
"When I saw Uncle Li, I thought of my parents." Cheng Qianfan wiped the corners of his eyes and said sheepishly, "I made Uncle Li laugh."
"Good boy." Comrade 'Farmer''s eyes were warm, "Your parents should be pleased to see that you can achieve what you have now."
"By the way, wait a minute." Comrade 'Farmer' pulled out a wooden box with peeling paint from under the bed, rummaged through it to find a well-wrapped cloth bag, and took out a sweater, "This is your sister.
Comrade Cheng Min knitted the sweater for you with his own hands."
Cheng Qianfan took the sweater with both hands, made gestures on it, and showed a happy smile, "It fits just right."
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Even though they haven't seen each other for many years, the two still don't have much time to reminisce about the past.
Soon, Cheng Qianfan put away his excitement and reported the recent work to Comrade "Farmer" with a serious expression.
"What do you think of this Liu Bo?" Comrade 'Farmer' asked.
"I have discussed with Comrade Peng Yuou and we plan to use a plan to prove that Liu Bo is the 'fish intestine'. It is best to use Sanbonjiro to get rid of him." Cheng Qianfan replied.
"How did Liu Bo behave in prison?" Comrade "Farmer" thought for a moment and continued to ask.
Cheng Qianfan showed a strange expression and thought for a while before saying, "I have spies in prison. They reported that Liu Bo did not forget to perform in prison. He insisted on promoting red ideas and anti-Japanese spirit to the inmates every day.
.”
"Oh?" Comrade 'Farmer' asked with great interest, "How was the response?"
"The response has been good." Cheng Qianfan's expression became even weirder as he said, "It is said that there are already many loyal listeners. The prison reported that some 'prisoners' seem to be showing signs of becoming red."
As he spoke, he shook his head, "If I hadn't known that Liu Bo was Japanese, I would have almost thought that Liu Bo was really influenced by our thoughts and became a patriotic person close to the Red Army."
"Why can't Liu Bo become a real red warrior?" Comrade 'Farmer' looked at Cheng Qianfan and said slowly.
"Ah?" Cheng Qianfan stared at Comrade 'Farmer' with wide eyes.
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"Tell me about Liu Bo. Does he have any bad deeds?" Comrade "Farmer" asked again.
"Liu Bo, objectively speaking, has a good character during the patrol and has no bad deeds." Cheng Qianfan thought for a moment and said realistically.
"So, are his hands stained with the blood of us Chinese?" Comrade 'Farmer' asked again.
"Liu Bo is an intelligence officer. He has been lurking in the patrol house and has never participated in Japanese special operations." Cheng Qianfan said, "The Japanese arranged for him to lurk in the patrol house. His direct target was the French Concession. To be precise, it was the French intelligence, so
, based on this calculation, Liu Bo’s hands should not be stained with the blood of the Chinese people.”
As he said that, Cheng Qianfan looked at Comrade ‘Farmer’, and he kind of guessed what Comrade ‘Farmer’ meant.
Comrade 'Farmer' saw Cheng Qianfan, who was somewhat understanding, and said with a smile, "Our comrades in Japan helped find some information about Liu Bo, the 'Setouchi River'."
"This Seto Uchigawa was born in a poor fishermen's family in Kanagawa, Japan. He suffered a lot from childhood. Later, he was admitted to the Japanese Army Military Academy. Then, this person seemed to disappear into thin air." Comrade 'Farmer' said.
"I understand what you mean, Uncle Li." Cheng Qianfan thought and said, "You are saying that Liu Bo has been lurking in China for a long time, married a wife and had children here, and has subconsciously accepted his Chinese identity.
Poor people, after being exposed to red ideas, were influenced by red ideas and really started to get close to red?"
As he said this, he shook his head subconsciously, "It's incredible."
"Nothing is impossible." Comrade "Farmer" said solemnly, "Our party's ideology is to make decisions for the working people, to overthrow all exploiting classes, and to truly benefit the people."
His expression was extremely serious, "'Proletarians of the world, unite!' This sentence is universally applicable. Liu Bo was born in a poor family in Japan. His ancestors have been oppressed by fishing tyrants and landlords for generations, and he personally experienced the oppression of Japanese imperialism.
It is entirely possible that the kind-hearted Chinese people's aggression and killings were ideologically touched after being exposed to red ideas."
"Proletarians and peace-loving people all over the world can resonate with each other mentally and spiritually." Comrade 'Farmer' looked at Cheng Qianfan with deep meaning, "Comrade 'Huo Miao', although you are young, you are also an old man.
As a party member, our party is a political party that truly strives for the happiness of the working people, and you should have a deep understanding of this."
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"Comrade 'Farmer', I understand what you mean, and I have a certain understanding of the situation you mentioned." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I just thought that a Japanese latent agent could learn on his own and be exposed to red ideas.
To become a red warrior, you need to digest it for a while."
In his heart, Cheng Qianfan couldn't help but sigh. As expected of Comrade "Farmer", he was able to conclude that Liu Bo might have changed his mind. This was something that neither he nor even Comrade Peng Yuou noticed.
"Hahaha." Comrade 'Farmer' laughed heartily and patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "This is the greatness of red thought. As long as all proletarians around the world are exposed to this great thought, it can cause spiritual excitement.
resonance."
"I understand what you mean." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "Judging from the current situation, Liu Bo is indeed very likely to be affected by red ideas. His thoughts are changing so subtly that he himself cannot tell the difference.
What is your situation now?"
"Yes." Comrade 'Farmer' nodded, "After all, Liu Bo was influenced by the Japanese Communist Party. There may be two thoughts clashing in his mind now. We really cannot simply regard him as our friend.
, but it is possible in the future, right?”
"So, Liu Bo can be fought for. We have to save him from the devil of Japan." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "So, what should we do now? Should the original plan continue to be implemented?"
