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It was already three o'clock at night, and Xiao Wu rode a horse to send Uncle Li down the mountain. It was a very cold night, and even the stars in the sky seemed to be shivering from the cold, trembling and weeping unceasingly.

"Uncle, there is a leopard village in front of you. Go back and go to bed early." Xiao Wu reined in the horse, and Uncle Li came up from behind. The two horses leaned side by side. Uncle Li stretched out his hand, and Xiao Wu also stretched out his hand. The hands were held tightly together, it was difficult to separate.

"Xiao Wu, you come to Jinzhou to find me as soon as possible, okay?" Uncle Li really wanted to pull Xiao Wu into his arms and say goodbye tonight. I don't know when we will meet again.

"After the new year, my father said that I should continue to stay in the Northeast to monitor the movement of the Japanese and fight the Japanese devils to the end."

"Uncle will help you. By that time, both of us will be revolutionary comrades." When Uncle Li said this, he looked at Xiao Wu with expectant eyes, as if he and he were already good comrades who shared life and death at this very moment. brother.

Xiao Wu nodded. "Uncle, you have to be more careful when you go back to the city, don't let them see that you have anything to do with the Communist Party."

"Uncle knows." Uncle Li felt infinitely disappointed.

"Uncle, I'll go back. Many brothers in the mountains have been injured and need to be taken care of."

"Well, Uncle knows." Uncle Li replied, but he was still reluctant to let go of Xiao Wu's hand.

At this time, Xiao Wu's golden eagle roared loudly in the air, Xiao Wu hurriedly withdrew his hand, "My father is waiting for me to go back, I really have to go."

Uncle Li raised his arm with difficulty, and waved affectionately to Xiao Wu. He really couldn't say the word "goodbye".

Xiao Wu raised his face, smiled innocently at Uncle Li, hugged his wrists deeply on the horse's back, "Uncle, there will be a date later." After finishing speaking, he galloped away with whips on his horse.

Uncle Li watched Xiao Wu's back gradually fade away in the night, and felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, which made him uncomfortable.

On the way back to the inn, he remembered what Xue Dilong had told him, telling him to go back to Jinzhou and find a tailor named Chang Shun in Shibei, and he would arrange things for Uncle Li.The secret signal for the joint was to bring a leather jacket, and the other party replied one foot six? "Three oceans?" "Six small coins." Uncle Li thought it was interesting, and said that helping the Communist Party was like playing house games when he was a child, but it was more risky than that.What makes him most happy is that Xiao Wu will have one-line contact with him in the future. He will use his network in the business field to collect enemy intelligence, and Xiao Wu will disguise himself as a customer and send the information back to the Central Intelligence Agency. Everything will be done in secret. In other words, he will spend a lot of time alone with Xiao Wu.

Perhaps, Uncle Li thought of this matter too simply, but he has never been exposed to these things, so naturally he does not understand the danger involved.But tonight, Uncle Li has infinite longing for the future.

At night, he had another dream. He dreamed that Xiao Wu was walking towards him. They embraced each other happily on the snowy ground, looking at the fiery trees and silver flowers blooming in the sky on the [-]th night of the twelfth lunar month. ． ． ． ． ．

The next day, Uncle Li packed up his things and was about to leave Leopard Tun. Father Wang ordered Xiao Shitou to feed Uncle Li's big black horse, and then he directed people to load Uncle Li's boxes on the carriage, smiling at the same time. Say some auspicious New Year's greetings to Uncle Li, because the New Year will be in ten days, and Baozitun will not show the festiveness of the New Year this winter, it is deserted.Because most of the men from other families have followed Xuedilong into the mountains, and a family without a man is like a broken spine, unable to support the spirit of the people.And the family whose man died in that shootout was even more unfortunate. After the new year, they might have to drag their children out of the mountains to visit relatives and friends, or go to the city to make a living.Those who don't have these plans are those with relatively well-to-do families, take one step at a time, and make another plan when they can't make ends meet.

In those days, such a family was really common.Many people grow up from that kind of childhood, and then grow old day by day, so old that only memories and the most unforgettable past events are left, until sitting in the rocking chair, thinking about it, there is a clear teardrop in the corner of the eye , and then yelled out a few really vicissitudes of life from the mouth that lost his teeth, "At that time, it was really bitter."

Yes, at that time, which family's life was not hard?Uncle Li drove his carriage away from Yuelai Inn. When he left Baozitun, it was still a cold and narrow street, but there was no thick snow on the street. There were only ruts, clear horseshoe prints, and human footprints. , and the footprints of cats and dogs, stepping on the whole small street reveals the catastrophe it once encountered, and the muddy road stretches from this catastrophe to the distance, the mountains, the city, and the The world shows that this is life, the real life of the man named Baozitun in the mountains in the winter of [-].And Uncle Li's carriage went out from here, into his life, and no longer belonged to this leopard village, but I know that they all belong to that ordinary and heavy page in modern Chinese history.

Let us keep in mind that for us, the flowers of the motherland can live a good life today, they have worked hard all their lives, and even sacrificed their precious lives. Thank you to the people in Baozitun, thank you Uncle Li, thank you Xiaowu ,Thanks. ． ． ． ． ．

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