Bai Jiaxuan put his elbows on the platen of the flower ginner, one elbow bent and held the cotton in his arms, and the other hand evenly spread the balls of seed cotton into the wide machine mouth. The two casters stomped on the solid locust wood pedal. With the sound of the man, the thick roller core was rolled up with strands of snow-white cotton wool that was soft like flowing clouds, and the black cotton seeds embroidered with uncleaned fur leaked out from under the machine's belly. Stepping on the heavy machine

Bai Jiaxuan's waist was still as straight as a rafter, and his strong buttocks were raised as the pedals rose and fell. Xiaowen walked into the flower ginning room and said in a panic: "The principal led the teacher and the students to write big words all over the street. The walls were filled with 'all power belonging to the farmer association'. What is the farmer association'?" Bai Jiaxuan continued to throw cotton balls into the machine's mouth, and said without turning his head: "This has nothing to do with us, why should you worry about what you want to do."

Bai Jiaxuan drove a ox cart back from the city, built a partition wall in the soil house where the washer washer was piled up, and a computer room was divided into a computer room to install the machine. After several debugging, the ginning machine with blue light in pig iron sounded the sound of the smooth and harmonious officer. Bai Jiaxuan decided to buy the machine from Shanghai, mainly for the convenience of his own cotton ginning. Not to mention that the annual cost of ginning would cost a calf, it would be too much to just send the cotton back in a ox cart. After buying it, the ginning machine first took over the ginning business and took time to roll it for his home without any customer's interruption. He prepared a scrap iron-headed wooden shovel at the door of the ginning room, and people came to the computer room.

Before, you must scrape the mud on the soles of your shoes. Cotton is a clean thing. He has calculated that as long as the machine keeps going all winter, the money earned and the money saved by his own family can buy back half of the ginning mill, and the ginning mill will be earned back in two winters. "This is an inside and outside account, one inside and one outside." Bai Jiaxuan said to Xiaowen, "You have to calculate this way in order to live a complete life." He always and everywhere to provide such enlightenment education to his son, in order to achieve the scheming and independent personality that he should have as the future owner of this courtyard. In other words, teaching by example should not be neglected. Bai Jiaxuan stepped on the ginning mill with his waist and stepped on the ginning mill is the best scheming.

After the ginning mill started, he and Lu Sanxiaowen took turns to trample. When there were a lot of work, they worked overtime until late at night. Sometimes the chicken cried three times and then got up and then worked again. There were rows of long icy pillars hanging on the eaves. Bai Jiaxuan took off his cotton jacket, cotton pants, only wearing white shirt and single pants, and still sweated. After a few days, Xiaowen couldn't help but say loudly again: "Heiwa put the old monk's head guillotine." Bai Jiaxuan turned his face and said coldly to his panicked son: "He didn't chop your head, why are you calling in panic?" Xiaowen suppressed

He kept panic: "Oh, this time it's really a mess in the world." Bai Jiaxuan stopped, and the sound of Mr. Wen stopped: "Those who want to be messy are not messy, but those who are not messy are not messy." He said as he jumped off the plate of the ginning machine and said to his son: "Grill cotton on the machine. Once you step on the ginning machine, you will not panic. Even if the world has been so messy that it has been chaotic, you have to rely on this for eating, dressing and living." His thick slap hit the plate of the ginning machine heavily, and then took off the cotton coat and trousers from the cotton stack and put them on...

Bai Jiaxuan had just calmed down a small civil strife in the courtyard. The civil strife was created by his precious daughter Lingling. On the evening of the day when the man on the first place ate Laba porridge, Bai Ling unexpectedly returned home. This was the first time since the besieged city. Grandma Bai Zhao hugged her granddaughter in her arms, opened her mouth and bit her face for a long time. Salpid water flowed from her cheeks into her neck. Her incomplete teeth left several strange-shaped nest marks on her granddaughter's pink and rosy peach blossom face. Her mother Bai Wu couldn't help but burst into tears and loved her.

He scolded: "The unconscientious thing has tortured all the family of old and young to death." Bai Ling jumped up from his grandmother's arms, turned around and kissed his grandmother's face, took out a handkerchief and drew tears to his mother intimately, jumped to the middle of the house and stood up: "Aren't I okay, I'm tall and fat, what do you care about?" Bai Jiaxuan sat on the chair with majesty and saw the two contours hidden on his daughter's narrow clothes and the tense chest, and his heart was throbbing. Bai Ling didn't notice his father's thoughts,

Take a look at everyone in the house and announced a message with great pride, and immediately wiped out the intimate atmosphere in the house: "We have knocked the county magistrate off the stage. This time, it's so exciting to make a big fuss between Zishui County. A secret transmission of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party has been passed down. All the people from Zishui, including men, women, old and young, school and cooking. When my husband picked up rags, drove carts, and carried persimmon loaders, all rushed back to the county town to march and demonstrate, hold meetings, speak, sing and perform dramas, and made the county government a mess.

A big sign of the 'Zishui County People's Self-Determination Committee' was hanging at the gate of the county government. Everyone was celebrating the victory of the struggle. Someone in the county government secretly told the county magistrate was planning to report a list of arrests to the provincial police station. Everyone exploded the camp and rushed into the county government to search for the list from the county magistrate's desk. Okay, catching thieves and stolen stolen, County magistrate Liang is a two-faced person who is right and wrong. We took his stolen certificate to complain to the provincial chairman. Yu Dahuzi saw the blacklist and became popular, saying, 'Whoever stops the national revolution will trample him down'. Then he withdrew County magistrate Liang..."

Bai Jiaxuan kowtowed Yansha and stood up and walked out. Bai Wu's timid eyes disappeared outside the door as her husband's back, turned around and forbidden her daughter and said, "Lingling, if you want to study in the city, study hard, don't run around crazy with others. Remember, don't say the words you said just now, you should look at your father's face." Bai Ling said, "I saw my father's face, and he was unhappy and he didn't like to listen. I just told him and rushed to his feudal brain." She said readily, and suddenly shouted like awakening: "Oh, Zhao Hai went to the military academy. Before leaving, he asked me to send a message to his house, but I almost forgot."

She was very happy when she remembered Lu Zhaohai. Zhaohai had already implemented the volunteer to be a revolutionary soldier. Shortly after the siege, she joined the National Revolutionary Army guarding the city. His enthusiasm, his simplicity, his intelligence, and especially his cultural literacy were quickly respected by the officials and recommended him to study military affairs at a military academy in Hebei Province. After Zhaohai received the notice, he asked her to a photo studio: "You understand what I asked you to come here to do." Bai Ling's face showed a layer of shy blush and turned his head to walk in first.

Before leaving, he took out a group photo of the two from the photo studio and rushed to Bai Ling's second aunt's house. She and he signed each other and wrote each other's farewell message to each other's party on "Success in the National Revolution". It was a clear and cold night after the beginning of winter. She sent him to the steps outside the fur workshop of Er Gu's house. After he turned around, he turned around and suddenly opened his arms and hugged her in his arms. She seemed to be expecting this action but was still panicked. In the tight hugs of those strong arms, her panic was quickly

Dissipated, calmly pressing his cheek against the chest that exuded a strange smell. He let go of his arms and held her cheek. She felt his warm lips pressing against her eyes and sucking. She couldn't help but spasm and her legs were soft; the warm lips pressed against the side of her nose slowly squirmed, and her heart jumped tightly with a tightening moment; the warm and strange lips moved to her lips and remained motionless, and then she sucked and kissed violently; her body was trembling uncontrollably, and suddenly felt her chest

A roar came out in the cavity, just like watching the ash in the theater slitting the axe to split the ending plot of the Huashan mythological drama "Salvation of the Mountain and Save the Mother". After experiencing that inner roar, she gradually woke up and broke free from his arms, took out the copper coins carved with dragons from her underwear pocket, and stuffed them into Zhaohai's palm: "You bring it well, don't forget me." After that, she stretched out her arms, hugged his shoulders tightly, and pressed the scorching cheeks of fire to his face. He said, "I tasted your tears, which are bitter."

Bai Ling went to Lu Zhaohai's house. Uncle Lu Zilin's attitude was lively and kept asking her about many revolutionary things in the city. Zhaohai's grandfather Lu Taiheng was purely a kind of dealing with it, and his disdain and indifference to her in his words and eyebrows were obvious. If she could forgive him, she would not put it in her heart.

She walked out of this gatehouse that had formed a special connection with herself, and walked around her gatehouse to Bailu Town Primary School to find Lu Zhaopeng. This was her first meeting with him as a revolutionary. She once again couldn't help but feel excited and told him how she was making a big fuss in Zishui County, and complained that Lu Zhaopeng, as the leader of the revolution, could not participate in Lu Zhaopeng laughed and acknowledged her complaints, not explaining to her that she was actually one of the planners of the struggle. She talked to him about the commonalities and differences between the Three Principles of the People and communism, and about the vigorous Northern Expedition and the people's revolution craze in various places. She said: "The revolution is about to win. When I think of the day of victory, I..." Lu Zhaopeng also said in a affirmative tone: "No one can stop the advance of the Northern Expedition Army, victory is just around the corner."

This contact left her with such an impression that Lu Zhaopeng is a piece of furniture that has been formed and Lu Zhaohai is still a log that has just been cut down; Lu Zhaopeng is already a sharp axe and Lu Zhaohai is still a tower iron billet, and he can deserve an admirable elder brother in all aspects.

Bai Ling returned home regularly during darkness. His father and mother had not yet rested. It seemed that they were waiting for her. Bai Jiaxuan knew her whereabouts and asked: "Who did you go to?" Bai Ling said: "I went to Uncle Zilin's house first and then went to the school to find Brother Zhaopeng. I'm leaving tomorrow, and I don't go tonight anymore." The mother asked in surprise: "I'll leave tomorrow and you haven't been back for a year. I just came back and couldn't stay for the whole day." Bai Ling smiled and apologized to her mother: "There's no way. The revolutionary situation is urgent, and the comrades agreed to have a meeting tomorrow night. When the victory is over, I'll come back to you.

Lived for a whole month." Bai Jiaxuan calmly asked, "You are still studying or not." Bai Ling said, "You are still studying, why don't you?" Bai Jiaxuan asked, "What do you do in the future after you study?" Bai Ling said, "I like teaching. When the revolution is victorious, I will be a teacher and teach." Bai Jiaxuan said, "You don't have to study now, can you come home?" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, Bai Ling refused without thinking, "Dad, I didn't expect you to say such things now." Bai Jiaxuan said, "Okay, go to bed now."

The next morning, when Bai Ling got up, she found that the door panel of the small Xiamen house was locked from outside. Before she could shout, her father walked down the steps from the upper room with his hands on his back, walked past the courtyard and stood in front of the Xiamen house, and said to the crack of the door: "Wang Village, your in-laws' family has asked a matchmaker to set the day, the third day of the first lunar month." Bai Ling shouted at the crack of the door: "If the Wang family wants to carry it, come and carry my body." Bai Jiaxuan had already walked to the second door and turned around and said: "Even the body is to be carried away by the Wang family."

Bai Ling quickly regained her lively nature and spoke loudly in the small house. Mom, Dad, Mom, Big Brother, Sister-in-law, Three Baby, and Cat, and You Have a Big Boy. Listen to me. The situation of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party led the National Revolution was great. The Northern Expedition Army won victory in the world. The reactionary government of Beiyang warlords could not help but win the victory of the National Revolution is just around the corner. The national revolution was successful and the national revolution was successful and the national revolution sang together. 5·654315·6-5431251-251-. Mom, please send me two buns. I'm hungry.

Bai Zhao stood in the courtyard on tiptoe and asked, "Lingling, you are crazy." Bai Wu's fairy grass took two steamed buns and walked to the door of Xiawu. Bai Jiaxuan arrived at the door without any chance, grabbed the steamed buns from Xiangra and said, "Let her shout and let her sing. She still has the energy." Bai Ling saw everything that happened in the courtyard from the crack of the door. Her abdominal cavity felt uncomfortable as if she was scratched, and then her mouth began to become sticky. Finally, she couldn't shout or sing. She lay on the kang and watched the bleak winter sunlight disappear quietly from the eaves, and the air conditioning and darkness enveloped Xiawu.

The window paper sounded softly in the darkness, and something rolled down on her shoulders. She chewed it without hesitation as soon as she grabbed it. The two buns, half wheat noodles and half corn flour, were finished without any hesitation. She seemed to be able to eat two more. She felt that her arms and legs were full of vitality, and she jumped off the kang and continued her speech. Bai Jiaxuan slammed open the door bolt of the west room on the room and stood in the courtyard and shouted: "If you shout and sing again, I will smash you to death with your head." Bai Ling shouted at the crack of the door with a beard: "Whoever stops the National Revolution will trample him down."

It was not until late at night that Bai Lingshi's voice stopped. After dawn, Bai Jiaxuan washed his face, drank tea, smoked cigarettes, ate two roasted and crispy steamed buns, walked into the ginning machine room of the feedlot, took off his cotton jacket and jumped up, stepped on the pedal, and the big and small wheels of the machine started to rotate. The sound of the Wen Er sounded harmoniously and smoothly. He stepped on half of the bundle of lint in one breath, and his whole body was about to take off his heavy cotton pants, the fairy grass hurriedly walked in with his little feet: "Lingling ran away." Bai Jiaxuan walked out of the ginning room with a cotton jacket, walked through the street and stepped into his own door building. The door lock of the Xiawu had been opened, a hole was dug in the gables of the Xiawu, and a line of words was engraved on the clay-painted wall: Who stopped the country The Revolution of Democratic Republic put him down and Bai Jiaxuan asked Xiancao: "Why is this head here?" Xiancao said: "I don't know. I probably forgot to be under the cabinet. It's a useless waste." Bai Jiaxuan announced to the whole family while having breakfast: "From now on, no one is allowed to mention her again. She is all dead." Many years since then, Bai Jiaxuan asked Bai Ling's relatives or friends with a cold face and only said one sentence: "Die. Don't ask anymore." It was not until the founding of the Republic in 1950 that two Communist cadres walked into the yard and nailed a bronze plaque with yellow ground and red letters of "revolutionary martyrs" to the door frame of his house. He trembled with his white bearded mouth and murmured: "It's really my child who was cursed to death."
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