In the early morning, Mr. Yu Yonghong yawned and returned home. As soon as he lit the stove, he was already exhausted.
However, even though he was so tired, the old man still didn't rest. He went to the courtyard despite the new heat in the house, and ran to the wellhead to start fetching water.
He had to wash his clothes, not for the sake of cleanliness, but because of the requirements of the little Japanese. The translator said that the puppet army uniforms issued must be washed every day, especially those who work in the dungeon. They are full of bacteria, and the Japanese are afraid of something happening.
infectious disease.
Wow.
The water was poured into the wooden basin. The white beard stubble on Mr. Yu's mouth was already covered with frost caused by the breath. He finished washing the puppet army uniforms while panting outside, and then hung the clothes next to the stove to bake.
On the kang.
He was so tired that he didn't even want to eat. He was so old and he had to clean the entire underground cell by himself. Not to mention Mr. Yu, even a good boy couldn't bear it.
The only good thing is that the price offered by the Japanese is not low...
"Uncle? Uncle!"
When the call from the door came, Mr. Yu immediately opened his eyes, stood up quickly, and walked out without even putting on his shoes.
When he opened the door, Xiaowuzi, Lu Xiang, and Zhang Ziqiang were standing at the door.
"What are you doing?"
"Uncle, it's too late to explain, hurry up and let us get stuck."
The old man didn't even think about it and said immediately: "Are you in trouble?"
Lu Xiang responded: "The fifth son didn't hug the fire and scolded the little devil."
The old man stretched out his finger and said angrily: "Just do it!"
The three people were let into the house by the old man. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the puppet army uniform. Although Xiao Wuzi didn't retaliate when he was scolded just now, now he stopped: "Dad Yu, where did this come from?
"
Mr. Yu snorted coldly: "Where did it come from? It's from the devil."
He gave the answer before being asked: "I don't know what happened, but the little devils suddenly kicked out all the Chinese people who used to work in the gendarmerie and started to transfer people from various police stations. Those are
All the non-human beings were brought into the gendarmerie. Even that grandson was brought in. What the hell is that? He smoked so much that he sold his wife. Such a person was transferred into the information.
room."
"I've been in the morgue of the police station, so I was transferred there."
Lu Xiang said in surprise: "I really underestimate the newly appointed director of the special higher education course. He actually knows that we despise those people, and specially selects some defective people to work in the gendarmerie. In this way, even
Censorship is waived.”
"Xiao Lu, who are you talking about? Doesn't it sound nice to me?"
Lu Xiang quickly explained: "Uncle, I didn't talk about you."
Mr. Yu was not happy anymore: "It's okay, I just like to gamble. Everyone around me knows this. It turns out that this is how my family's third yard lost. If I didn't like to gamble, could my son go to the mines to pay off the debt?
?If he doesn't go to the mine, can you save him and become an anti-Union fighter? We don't know him either."
Lao Yu was very good at life. He was born in a wealthy family and had people to take care of him since he was a child. The family was so rich that even if he got into bad habits, no one would think anything of it. What kind of young master from a rich family can't do anything better?
In this way, Lao Yu's father had always used his own ability to protect his children, and he did not pass away until he got married and had children.
From then on, Lao Yu was completely neglected and grew up almost every day. The worst time was that the nearly 100 acres of land at home was not enough for him to lose in one night. In less than half a year, he lost all the family property.
, and still owe a lot of foreign debt.
From that point on, Mr. Yu was completely lost. The young master had to worry about eating, drinking, and drinking. Even so, he couldn't quit gambling. When his son grew up, the Yu family, a good and wealthy family, would only have this.
A cold kiln with broken tiles is still rented.
At that time, the Japanese had just occupied the Northeast and were recruiting absentees. The conditions were so good that it was enviable. They included two meals a day and meat for every meal. Ten silver dollars a month was cash. It was like every word was
It was written for Lao Yu's son. He got excited and signed up directly. It was not the same thing as he always saw people blocking the door of his house asking for debts. At that time, the child thought about paying back the money quickly.
As a result, I went away for three years, and during these three years there was no news from him.
Lao Yu also went to look for him. He asked people from the Japanese Chamber of Commerce and the Mining House to fight him. I won’t tell you how much he suffered. The key point is that you can’t hear the truth.
It wasn't until this year, when Xiu Niang and the others entered Beiman to prepare for underground work, that Lao Yu heard news about his son again.
How should a brand new organization work in an unfamiliar environment?
Xiu Niang had the absolute say in this matter. She asked the comrades of the Anti-Japanese Alliance to write letters home one after another, and they would deliver all the letters to Northern Manchuria. In this way, the entire network of relationships was opened in an instant.
There were teachers, students, wealthy businessmen, and workers. Xiaowuzi and Lao Yu also met at that time. Most of these ordinary families who received letters became their cover. Therefore, today, Lu Xiang and Xiaowuzi dare to be attacked by the Japanese.
I hid here when people were chasing me.
When he first came to deliver the letter, Lao Yu was still working in the morgue of the police station. When he came today, Xiao Wuzi saw a puppet army uniform, and he asked what was going on.
"Uncle." Lu Xiang asked cautiously: "You just joined the gendarmerie?"
"It's not good. Last night was my first day at work. I was almost exhausted from the whole night. I was the only one to clean up the huge cell. The Japanese soldier was watching with a gun."
Lu Xiang and Xiao Wuzi looked at each other, and Xiao Wuzi immediately asked: "What kind of people are in the cell, can you see clearly?"
Old Yu recalled: "The military police cells have two floors. The first floor is for less important prisoners. I am on the second floor. The second floor originally held two people. A woman died not long ago.
, I really don’t know who the remaining one is.”
"But when I was cleaning, I heard the woman chatting with the man. It seemed that the woman asked the man for help. I called him Lao Xu."
"What!"
Zhang Ziqiang came over immediately and asked anxiously: "What did that man call that woman?"
The old man waved his hand: "Son, that's the underground cell of the Gendarmerie. I didn't even dare to raise my head when I entered it. You don't know how scary it is inside. People cry and howl all day long. Do you think I dare to listen more and see more?"
Lu Xiang stopped Zhang Ziqiang with his hand, fearing that he would scare Mr. Yu and asked: "Uncle, what else do you know?"
"I..." he recalled and said: "The man was beaten very badly by the Japanese. I don't think the trial has produced any results yet. The trial will be held every two days. As for the woman... she is dying.
When I was born, I no longer looked like a human being, and my body was already beaten to pieces.”
Lu Xiang tried his best to keep his voice normal and asked: "When did she leave?"
"Xiao Lu, I've only been working for one day. I heard the two of them talking once when I was at work. How should I answer these questions... My child, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
Lu Xiang wiped the corner of his eyes with his sleeve: "It's okay, I'm crying in the wind. My eyes were blown by the wind just now."