"Who is born to be able to read? It's okay. I'll read it for you."

Long live the Red Army of Chinese Workers and Peasants! The Red Army is the ranks of the people, defeating the imperialist dogs

Xiang Jiafu is an old revolutionary, and he has been working on this propaganda work for two or three years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an expert. He asked Zhang Qingshan that it was originally an unintentional act, but he never expected that after Zhang Qingshan listened to the few slogans he read, he had a little objection.

"I think it would be better to defeat the landlord Laocai if it could be changed to defeat the bandits and bullies." Zhang Qingshan, who was inspired, must have the courage to say: "Because there are definitely not as many bandits as us, so rampant and so harmful to the people. So, if it could be changed to this, the people would be more acceptable."

Xiang Jiafu thought about it and nodded seriously: "Are there any more?"

"And Lao Xiang, I said you don't get angry."

"It's all for the better completion of revolutionary work. If you can point out our shortcomings, I will only be happy. How can I be angry? Just say it."

"Actually, I can't tell you the details, but if I could write it in more detail, I think the effect would be better."

"Tell me, what's the detailed method?"

"If it were me, I would write who dared to harm the people and deserve it! If you can find the Red Army to take charge of any injustice, it would be better."

Zhang Qingshan's words were a bit extreme, but Xiang Jiafu, an old political cadre, understood more clearly that if you want to break through the strange atmosphere in Guitang Town as soon as possible and dispel the concerns of the people, sometimes you have to take a serious illness: bloody people are oppressed and dare not resist, and they are even a little numb as if they accept their fate. If they do not stimulate them severely, they cannot achieve the expected results. These two slogans were not fabricated by the author, but many elderly people mentioned it when they were in the field of study.

Xiang Jiafu nodded and told others to write more slogans as such. He took Zhang Qingshan around and carefully ordered some details to be done later. After taking Zhang Qingshan to fight with the entire third squad, two propaganda team members, they got up to go out.

On the way, Huang Debao told Zhang Qingshan that Widow Tian happened to go back to her parents' home for wedding banquet last night and did not come back. Zhang Qingshan sighed regretfully and said nothing.

The street was still empty, but there were people in the shops on the street who opened the window and looked around. When they saw the Red Army coming, they quickly closed the window and shrank their heads and observed through the gaps. In this regard, the people who were mentally prepared not only did not care, but also smiled and shouted at them, "We are the Red Army, our own team of the people." "Don't be afraid, our Red Army will never hurt everyone", but the results were very little.

In any era, students are the most likely group to accept new things. Even if there is only one elementary school in Guitang Town, most of the teachers in it are young people.

Zhang Qingshan's cousin is Zhang Qinggui, and he is the vice principal and director of Guitang Town Primary School. Although he is only 27 years old this year, he has been a teacher for ten years and is very famous locally. In addition, Zhang Qingshan went to participate in the Red Army, which is the guidance of this person, so everyone inferred that this person should be more open-minded and easy to accept the Red Army. The purpose of Zhang Qingshan and others this time is to ask him for help and adopt a strategy of pointing out the surface to break the strange situation in Guitang Town as soon as possible.

Interestingly, the doors are closed everywhere, and the doors of the school are open.

As soon as everyone arrived at the school gate, they saw a young man wearing a blue-gray long gown sitting on the stairs holding a book. Seeing them coming, they looked up at their eyes, with their eyes so cold that they were contemptuous, and even a little hostile. The attitude of keeping people from thousands of miles away was clear and asked indifferently: "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"We are the Red Army, here"

Before Xiang Jiafu finished speaking, Zhang Qingshan ran over excitedly: "Cousin!"

"Qingshan!" Zhang Qinggui stood up in surprise, and after giving Zhang Qingshan a bear hug, patted Zhang Qingshan on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "You boy have grown a lot stronger."

"Ha! Haha! Cousin, what are you doing when you are so energetic?"

Zhang Qinggui smiled embarrassedly: "I heard that the Red Army has attacked the town, and my colleagues can't figure out the attitude of the Red Army, so I'm here to try it out."

In fact, at this time, the teachers in the school were gathering in the small auditorium of the school, and they were divided into two factions to deal with the Red Army. To be honest, the four words "Korean Party slandered the Red Army's communism and shared wife" were really powerful, and the intersection of the teachers' arguments was in these four words. Finally, Zhang Qinggui volunteered to go to the school gate to observe the Red Army.

Xiang Jiafu wanted to take the opportunity to go over and have a friendship with Zhang Qinggui, but Zhang Qinggui glanced at him with some vigilance, pulled Zhang Qingshan to the side, and asked in a low voice: "Qingshan, everyone is a relative, you can't lie to me. You have participated in the Red Army for so long. Let me tell you the truth: Is the Red Army really communist and share your wife?"

"How is this possible? Cousin, this is a vicious rumor that the Kuomintang reactionaries slandered our Red Army." Zhang Qingshan smiled bitterly and said, "Cousin, you have been to high school in the state and seen the world. Do you think, from ancient times to the present, which revolutionary team has done such ridiculous things that can destroy themselves?"

Seeing that Zhang Qinggui was still a little worried, Zhang Qingshan patted his chest and said, "Cousin, the matter is a bit urgent. I won't say anything extra. After you have contacted our Red Army for a long time, you will know that our Red Army is really a team of poor people. Let me do this, I will swear to you with my father and mother: If you hear or see a Red Army soldier who dares to bully the people, and violates the three major disciplines and eight items of the Red Army, tell me, why don't I kill him? "

"That's enough with you, I believe you."

Zhang Qinggui walked quickly to Xiang Jiafu, stretched out his hands, held the other party's hand tightly, and smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm neglected."

After the two of them were polite, Zhang Qinggui led everyone to the school. After walking a few steps, Zhang Qinggui suddenly whispered: "Captain Xiang, the teachers are all in the auditorium, and are arguing about whether the Red Army will share their wives."

It can make Zhang Qinggui's attitude from indifference to enthusiasm, and then to caring reminders. Although it is related to the previous receipt of various positive rumors about the Red Army, Zhang Qingshan's relative's guarantee is definitely an important factor. Otherwise, no matter how much you say, there will be no guarantee from relatives and friends in a short period of time. It is a very sacred thing to use parents in this era, and it is far from comparable to those of later generations who take oaths as food.

In Zhang Qingshan's imagination, the next thing should be a verbal battle, so he was looking forward to how Xiang Jiafu, an old political cadre, convinced the teachers who were good at speaking, but he never expected that things would go so smoothly, especially not expecting that
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