"Xin Nachun is Xin Nari's sister. This girl is amazing. She has a hot temper. She is a little butcher. Ordinary young men can't look up to her."
"Well," Liu Si whispered, "tell me carefully about the things and people in the village.
"You know what these are for?" Widow Zhou spat, her almond-shaped eyes full of spring. "You must be going to be a good boy to two female officials again. It's shameful for a grown man to listen to the orders of two women!"
"I am the boss. I pay my salary. Officials have to kneel down when they see the Queen Mother. Besides, these two ladies are tall and strong, as strong as a big horse. How can I like your fourth brother?" Liu Si pulled the woman into his arms, stretched his hands from his waist, rubbed her up and down, and whispered in her ear. "Good lady, tell Fourth Brother about all the things in the village. I will make you feel comfortable tonight."
Liu Si's selfishness and "self-interest" behavior made him the person with the most information among the team members. From the mouth of Widow Zhou. He learned a lot about the situation in the village, especially the recent movements of bandits. This was extremely important news, and he did not dare to neglect it. He came back from Widow Zhou’s house that night and learned everything from Widow Zhou. Report the news to them.
"It seems that this group of bandits are still lingering," Dong Weiwei said.
Du Jiao gritted her teeth: "It seems that we will be severely suppressed!" She thought again, "Are the troublemakers behind these households landlords and rich peasants?"
"Landlord, rich peasant?" Liu Si was stunned. He must have learned basic knowledge about social classes and subdivisions in the agricultural lectures. I just didn't expect such a question to be asked. He hesitated: "It doesn't count."
Dong Weiwei was dissatisfied with her theory of origin: "You are not a landowner or a poor peasant. Let Liu Si talk about the business first!" She turned to him and asked him: "What is the attitude of the people towards us now? The bandits are still so rampant, why don't we organize the village warriors?" What about self-defense?”
"The people in the village have three fears." Liu Si said, "The first task force is to clean up the bandits." The problem. "
The Thirteenth Village area was once the lair of bandits. There were very few ordinary people who were not involved with the bandits. At the very least, they had provided food and fodder, let alone followed them to reap benefits. If they were to be investigated, they would all be considered "complicit bandits" and they would have to shed their skin even if they didn't die.
The second is the fear that the bandits will come back and take revenge. Some people who wanted to get close to the work team were afraid that if the work team ran away and the bandits came, they would be very cruel in retaliating. Many people still have lingering fears about the massacre in the village after the gangsters were recruited by the Dangmen. Almost all the people who went to celebrate the festival with them had a grudge, were killed, and some even wiped out the whole family. Some families have no choice but to run away as a family.
"The third reason is that I'm afraid of going to war." Liu Si summarized in less than standard Mandarin. "I'm afraid that after I become a Xiangyong, I will be transferred out to fight with bandits."
Dong Weiwei said: "I remember that a security group was formed a few months ago, and Ding should also be in the Thirteenth Village area. It seems that I haven't heard that people here are afraid of war."
"We sent Ding. I heard from the villagers that the party members said that they were not easy to mess with, so they just sent a few people and left." Several bachelors and immigrants were sent from each well. "
"I didn't expect to be so afraid of fighting the bandits, why would Jianxiang Yong do it?" Du Bian was a little discouraged.
"You can't say that. They are afraid of being beaten and killed by bandits." Dong Weiwei said, "Since there are three fears, we must first make them not afraid. Only when they have the courage can they dare to do things."
"If Xin Nari is not captured and beheaded, the people in this village will not be at peace. Our attempt to build a militia to control the Thirteen Villages will not be realized."
The news coming from the daily scheduled radio contact is not very exciting.
The information collected by other students was similar. When it came to the attitudes of various people, most of them were indifferent. The few people the students obtained only provided some basic information. To sum up, there is a turbulent undercurrent beneath the peaceful surface of this village. The destruction of the gangster gang of the Party. It seems like a stone has been dropped here: the bandits whose relatives have been killed want revenge, and the families who were harmed by the bandits in the past also want to take advantage of this trend to take revenge. Hatred is brewing in this small village. A fierce storm was about to come, but Du Jiao and Dong Weiwei seriously underestimated the situation they faced.
After Liu Si left. The two women started a new round of quarrel, this time about whether to arrest the bandits: Du Bian demanded that people be arrested immediately to "destroy the prestige of the bandits". Dong Weiwei disagreed, thinking that it was just Arrest people based on a few words from Liu Si's investigation. That would be too gullible.
"Besides, should we arrest the whole family, or just the men? What will happen after we arrest them?" Dong Weiwei asked.
Du Sou thought about it and it was true that it was easy to arrest people. Once caught, you still have to deal with it.”
"Hold a mass struggle meeting!" She finally found a trick from land reform.
"It may not be useful." Dong Wei shook her head. "It's easy for you to capture all the bandits, but if the victims' families are willing, they will definitely come out to fight against them? The majority of the people here are just trying to make trouble, and they are also worried about the bandits outside. It may not be able to mobilize people."
"What do you propose?"
"Let's wait and see." Dong Weiwei couldn't come up with any clever ideas. "It would be great if we could catch Xin Nari and take him here for a public trial."
"Isn't this the same as not saying anything?" Du Bian felt anxious.
"No matter what, it's better to find out the details first." Dong Weiwei rolled her eyes, "We can use the foreigners behind."
"What are you using foreigners for?" Du Gui instinctively resented this guy.
"It's okay, can you use it for me?" Dong Weiwei said, "Foreigners are not among us. Although no one listens to his ideas, they are easier to move around than us. It's okay to let him help collect information about the village and do publicity. it works."
Although Du Bian felt unreliable, since the failure of the mass meeting, she had some doubts about her infallibility. So I didn’t insist on it. Now ask someone to find Bai Duolu
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Bai Duolu came from behind with a sad face. Since arriving in Daolu Village, he has become Lu Ruohua's servant. Not only does he preach everywhere every day, but he also helps to print propaganda materials: Lu Ruohua asked him to write a few missionary articles before leaving. He also paid for Zhou Dongtian's printing house to carve a few engravings, and carried them back to the village without any trouble.
When he was called into the yard for the second time, his hands were covered with black ink and he was wiping them with paper.
He feels quite sad because the promotional materials he worked so hard to print have frequently appeared in various places of daily use in the village and can often be seen in toilets. The current situation of missionary work is that a group of people gather around to grab propaganda materials. In fact, Bai Duolu knows very well that they are not literate at all and they just want to get paper. I listened to their plan. After pondering for a while, he said: "This matter is not easy to handle. I think Father 6 is only interested in preaching, and his preaching is not going well. I'm afraid he won't be able to help us."
“Actually, it’s not easy to preach.” Dong Weiwei once saw the power of the underground church when she was working in the countryside. “He talks about Jesus, salvation, original sin, etc. all day long, and no one will pay attention to him. The key point is: Belief in Christ can If you don't get sick, you can still have good weather and support your son."
Bai Duolu was shocked: "This is superstition."
"Isn't that superstition of yours?" Du Bian disagreed.
"Religion and superstition are two different things." Bai Duolu tried to explain the difference between the two.
"Okay, okay" Dong Weiwei said. "What do you think you can achieve by preaching like a small advertisement?"
Bai Duolu thought so, and besides, this was the only way to open up the situation now.
"Okay, I'll go talk to Father 6." After saying that, he felt that he was so guilty that he didn't know whether he should go to confession or repent.
When Bai Duolu returned to the house, he saw Lu Ruoshu still working very hard to write something with a native quill under the oil lamp. He was probably writing some sermons again.
"Father," he interrupted the diligent Frenchman, "about the mission. I have something to say.
"What's the matter, my child?" Lu Ruohua looked innocent.
"Should our preaching, um, methods change?"
"Oh." Father 6 was obviously very interested in this issue. "You are finally willing to discuss this issue with me."
"Yes, Father." Bai Duolu said, "I have some ideas."
"Speak, my child."
"I don't think there is any need to print flyers and the like. Most of the people here are illiterate and can't even read them. No matter how many we print, they will just use them as paper for daily life." I think about this question, Fr. You saw it too. "
"Yes." Lu Ruohua nodded.
"You know, the target of your mission is the Chinese. And I am also a Chinese. So I know what the Chinese think." Bai Duolu said, "You know, the Chinese are essentially a realistic nation.
Bai Duolu began to explain to him what Dong Weiwei had said - in fact, these things were not unfamiliar to Bai Duolu. Although he did not often go to church or attend church members' gatherings, he also knew what many church members were doing. What was the reason for being baptized?
He talked a lot, but remained silent. Finally, he spoke: "My son, the Bible says
"Father" Peter said humbly, "What we are arguing about is not a doctrinal issue, but how to expand the flock of God. Isn't this the purpose of the church here?"
6 Ruohua nodded: "I understand what you mean. My child." After saying that, he closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. Bai Duolu slipped away quietly. ! ~!
