Chapter 358 The revolution will succeed!
Xuzhou Railway Station.
As New Year's Day is over, there are many people returning home, even near the evening.
There were also crowds of people, and the air was filled with all kinds of bustling noises.
Su Wenchen no longer had the look of being in control that he had in the morning, and he and Lei Bailiang paced anxiously back and forth on the platform.
His eyes would look towards the exit from time to time.
Seems to be expecting something.
Lei Bailiang looked at Su Wenchen and found that he was not as calm as usual.
He immediately joked.
"Director Su, what happened?"
"In your words, the floor is hot on my feet!"
"I see you haven't stood quietly for more than a minute since you came to the train station."
"When I went to the front to wake you up, you looked like you had just fallen asleep, what could possibly happen?"
Su Wenchen looked at Lei Bailiang speechlessly.
"Uncle Lei, stop teasing me, I'm anxious!"
"How could I have thought that she would come here today!"
"I was thinking of going back to pick her up during the holidays tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"
"Although it's not too far, I'm still worried."
Lei Bailiang waved his hand.
"I heard the person who answered the phone in the office say that your lover bought the box ticket."
"Besides, your father-in-law works for the railway system, so there won't be any problems."
After hearing Lei Bailiang's comfort, although Su Wenchen also knew it, he still couldn't help feeling uneasy in his heart.
Just then.
“Woo——”
A long whistle sounded.
"Here it comes! This should be the train!"
Lei Bailiang shouted, pointing at the train that was gradually slowing down and entering the station.
The clanging sound of the wheels rubbing against the rails came from far away.
Su Wenchen's attention was also completely attracted. The train slowly stopped in the steam.
As soon as the carriage door opened, people poured out like a tide.
Su Wenchen's heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and his eyes searched the crowd more sharply for familiar figures.
Suddenly, his gaze froze.
At the door of the carriage, there was a young woman wearing a gray-blue cotton jacket and a gray scarf.
She was holding a tightly wrapped baby in her arms, and was walking out with the crowd, surrounded by Su's father and mother.
Su Wenchen saw that the other person's originally fair face turned slightly red in the cold wind, and his eyes could not hide his fatigue from the journey.
Unable to hold back any longer, he rushed forward in two steps, pushing through the crowd and heading towards the other party.
He couldn't help but wave and shout.
"Ali!"
“Mom and Dad!
“Here! Here!”
As if hearing the shouts, the two sides quickly gathered together.
After meeting, Su Wenchen couldn't help but say.
"Mom and Dad, you're here too!"
Hearing Su Wenchen say this, Su's mother replied unhappily.
"What else? Let your wife come here alone with the child!"
"Only if you are so generous can you feel at ease."
When Jiang Li saw Su Wenchen, the fatigue on her face was instantly replaced by a surprised smile.
Hearing what Su's mother said, he shook his head.
"Mom, didn't I say it's okay to go alone? And my dad even greeted the conductor."
"Actually, I can do it alone."
When Su's mother heard this, she snorted coldly.
"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you. Just get tired!"
Jiang Li shook her head, and quickly moved the swaddling clothes in her arms slightly forward, looking at Su Wenchen with sparkling eyes.
"Achen! Come hold Qijin!"
Seeing this, Su Wenchen carefully took the heavy, thickly wrapped little bundle from his wife's arms.
The little baby in the bundle seemed to be still asleep, but was disturbed by the unfamiliar environment and movements. He pouted his little mouth unhappily and made a slight hum of dissatisfaction.
After Su Wenchen took it, he clumsily and gently adjusted the posture so that the little guy's face was pressed against his father's broad and warm chest.
Looking at the fair and tender little baby in front of him, a strange sense of responsibility rose in Su Wenchen's heart.
This is a completely different feeling from looking at a photo.
Su Wenchen couldn't help but give the other person a gentle kiss on the face.
As if sensing something was wrong, the little baby slowly opened his big black eyes.
I looked at it confusedly. The voice seemed familiar, but the breath seemed to be that of a stranger I had never felt before.
The little guy blinked his eyes at first, and then he howled at the top of his lungs the next moment.
"Wow--!"
Seeing this, Su's mother hurried over and took the child from Su Wenchen.
"You damned child, we just coaxed him to sleep before we got off the bus, and you kissed him awake all of a sudden."
"That's good now. I guess I won't be able to sleep on this trip."
"Qi Jin is just like you were when you were little, full of energy. It's exhausting to watch him alone."
Father Su, who was carrying things at the back, couldn't help but speak at this time.
"Okay, stop talking. It's not too late to talk after we go back and settle down."
When Su Wenchen heard this, he immediately went to help his father take the things.
"Dad, give me the stuff! The car is outside, let's go back first!"
"I just saw someone off. I'll take you guys on a tour around here in the next two days."
Father Su looked at his youngest son, who was obviously mature and had a sense of power in his every move.
He just handed over a light suitcase.
"You take the box!"
"The snakeskin bag is quite dirty, so don't touch it. I'll hold it."
Seeing that his father was determined to do so, Su Wenchen did not refuse.
"Okay, let's stop refusing and go out first!"
"The car is outside."
After saying that, he couldn't help but hold Jiang Li's hand with his other free hand.
Then he led the way out of the platform.
Jiang Li, whose hand was held by Su Wenchen, looked around, although she still felt embarrassed.
But at this moment he did not struggle, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
After squeezing out of the crowd, Lei Bailiang greeted Su's father with a smile and helped them move their luggage.
All the way back to the Special Administrative Region family compound.
It was almost evening.
The slightly simple but tidy house finally had a homey feel.
Father Su helped to keep the fire burning brightly, driving away the severe winter chill.
Su's mother was also busy putting the luggage away, and laughter could be heard from the room from time to time.
In the master bedroom, Su Wenchen carefully held his son in his arms, as if he was holding a fragile porcelain doll.
The little guy had been crying for a while in the car and was tired. At this moment, he was burping slightly with his eyes closed.
Su Wenchen looked at Jiang Li who was busy changing the sheets and quilt covers.
He prepared to put the child in the small crib that he had specially asked a carpenter to make, and went to help Jiang Li with the work.
But Jiang Li quickly said when she saw this.
"Don't let him go yet. Wait until he's sound asleep, or he'll start howling again."
When Su Wenchen heard this, he looked at his wife with heartache.
"Ali, thank you for your hard work this year."
Jiang Li looked at the father and son with gentle eyes.
"It's not hard for me. I usually go back to feed him once at noon and watch him for a while at night. Most of the time, my mother helps to look after him."
"If we talk about hard work, it's mom who does the hard work. She helps with everything one after another."
"Originally, the second brother's Tietou no longer had to guard the place and could just follow behind Shitou."
"As a result, our Qijin family has another one, and before we came here, my eldest sister-in-law, who had always wanted a second one, finally got her wish."
"After taking care of our eldest son, she has to help her sister-in-law and the others. That's why mom is the one who has the hardest time."
Su Wenchen thought about it after hearing this.
"It's a pity that neither of our families has any relatives who are girls."
"Otherwise, you can find someone to help share the burden."
Jiang Li laughed when she heard this.
"My stepmother has one, but I don't trust her. I'll just have to take care of this brat for another year and then send him to the Red Education Class."
"Anyway, I see that many employees in your farm are pregnant this year, and there are quite a few children this time."
"When the time comes, just ask someone to take care of it together."
Su Wenchen nodded.
"Are you talking about the main field?"
Jiang Li nodded.
"Over the past few years, I've saved a lot of money from my employees' wages, so I can naturally afford to raise children, so I've had children one after another."
"There are a lot of people of the same age over there, and it's your field, so I'll feel at ease leaving it there when the time comes."
After hearing what Jiang Li said, Su Wenchen thought about it.
"Ali, do you want to come work here? That way it will be easier for me to take care of you?"
Jiang Li, who was busy making the bed, paused for a moment.
"Achen, to be honest, I don't really want to leave the commune."
"Over the past few years, starting from your brigade, I have put in so much effort in the commune. I would not be willing to leave now!"
Su Wenchen nodded.
"I understand, but in the next few years, my work focus may have to shift here."
"But it's okay. After this reception incident is over, I will try to make time to go back every month."
Hearing that Su Wenchen didn't ask her to give up her job and come here, Jiang Li was a little moved and leaned towards Su Wenchen.
"Achen, it's great to meet you!"
Su Wenchen shook his head.
"It's my luck to meet you."
At this moment, the little guy in Su Wenchen's arms felt the pressure of a familiar breath.
He immediately hummed in dissatisfaction.
It seemed to be reminding the two of them, "Be gentle, you're squeezing me."
When Su Wenchen heard his son's humming, he immediately kissed his son's smooth little face with amusement.
"You little brat, you really can't stand any injustice!"
"Make the bed for this brat first!"
"I'll put him down and go to the cafeteria to help you get food. I don't usually use the pots here."
"I have to clean it thoroughly before I can use it tomorrow. I'll invite my colleagues to my house for dinner then."
"Just give me the child, and go get the food!"
"It just so happens that my parents are tired after a long car ride, so let them have a good rest after dinner."
When Su Wenchen heard this, he also showed a playful expression.
"We really need to get some rest, or else we can let our son disturb these two old people for another night!"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid the noise will be too loud and wake up this brat."
When Jiang Li heard Su Wenchen's inappropriate words, she glared at him.
"What are you talking about!"
"You already have a son, and you're still so dishonest!"
"You can't be so outspoken like before."
"Otherwise, if the news gets out, I won't be in any trouble. As the leader of the Special Administrative Region, you can't afford to lose this person."
Su Wenchen disagreed.
"How am I not serious? I sleep with my wife at night, isn't that serious?"
"If you don't believe me, go to the Special Administrative Region and ask around. I live a very upright life!"
"Besides, I don't believe you won't ask for it at night."
When Jiang Li heard this, her face turned slightly red and she pushed her husband.
"What nonsense are you talking about in front of the children!"
"It's a bad influence on the children!"
Su Wenchen waved his hand.
"He's still breastfeeding! He doesn't know shit. I won't sleep with him after he turns three."
"If you want to be my son, Su Wenchen, you must become independent early!"
"How can I sleep with my parents all the time?"
Jiang Li glanced at Su Wenchen.
"Huh, I haven't seen you become independent at the age of three!"
"Okay, go get some food! Just give me the child."
Seeing this, Su Wenchen handed the child over.
"What do you want to eat? Our cafeteria has a wide variety of dishes right now. We've been entertaining guests these past few days, so we've stockpiled a lot of ingredients."
Jiang Li shook her head.
"Just normal food will be fine. Tomorrow you can invite your colleagues and subordinates over and then arrange a proper table!"
Su Wenchen thought about it.
"Tomorrow is tomorrow's, today is today's. Our cafeteria meals are cheap, all at cost price!"
"Forget it, I'll just watch and fight!"
After saying that, he walked out of the room.
Afterwards, Su Wenchen ordered almost every dish in the Special Zone canteen and filled a large table with them.
The atmosphere in the room was full of joy. The fire illuminated every smiling face, making Su Wenchen feel the long-lost warm harbor.
Not long after dinner, Su Wenchen was just about to put the child to bed.
The tender moment, which had not yet begun, was suddenly interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.
Su Wenchen frowned slightly after hearing this.
Seeing this, Jiang Li smiled and took the child from Su Wenchen's hand. The child was babbling something in his mouth.
"I have something to ask you tonight. It seems to be a big deal. Go and get busy first!"
"Anyway, I'm going to stay here until the New Year, so you don't mind spending some time here."
Hearing this, Su Wenchen also knew that everyone was on vacation and no one would knock on the door at this time unless it was something important.
After opening the gate of the yard, Su Wenchen saw that it was Lei Bailiang, whom he had tried to retain but failed.
But this time, the other party is completely different from before.
What was revealed on his face was what Su Wenchen had felt since he met the other person.
I had never seen the same pale, unsteady breath and panic-stricken look on the other person's resolute face as now.
Su Wenchen frowned upon seeing this.
"Uncle Lei, what's wrong with you? Did something happen at home?"
When Lei Bailiang heard Su Wenchen's words, he silently handed over a newspaper that Xinhua News Agency had just released today.
The voice also revealed a hint of lowness and sadness.
"Xiao Su, today's newspaper, the news from Xinhua News Agency! My old leader finally gave up!"
After saying this, even a tough guy like Lei Bailiang, who had survived many hardships, couldn't help but shed tears.
When Su Wenchen heard this, his pupils contracted instantly and he took the newspaper subconsciously.
Look at the obituary information clearly notified above to people across the country.
Su Wenchen knew very well that no one would dare to spread false information in a national newspaper.
I saw the news that he passed away at 11:55 pm last night.
That is, he had just finished his report last night, not much time left!
Su Wenchen guessed that not only he didn't sleep much last night, but several elderly people in Jing City probably didn't sleep much either.
Thinking of this old man who almost dedicated his entire life to the country, he did not fall under the enemy's swords and guns, but died on his sickbed.
Su Wenchen's eyes were very dry for a moment.
Looking at Lei Bailiang, whose eyes were red, Su Wenchen said in a hoarse voice.
"Uncle Lei, come in first! Let's have a drink."
"It's not so sad when you're drunk."
It's late at night.
The dim lights in the rooms of the Special Administrative Region’s family compound kept flickering.
The air was filled with the strong and pungent smell of low-quality liquor, which masked the chill of the winter night but could not suppress the heavy sorrow that permeated the hearts of the two.
There were some leftover dishes on the table, but neither of them touched them much. However, the bottle of white wine next to them was already half empty.
The huge sadness instantly flooded Lei Bailiang's consciousness like a cold tide.
Under the influence of alcohol, the other person's face turned red, his eyes became blurred, and he kept muttering to himself over and over again with his tongue sticking out.
"Old leader...how could you not hold on!"
"We persevered despite the difficulties back then!"
"Old leader, you said you would lead us with 100,000 banners to slay Yama Luo!"
"How could you be the first to fall?"
"We haven't even seen the revolution fully succeed yet! How could you fall so early?"
As he spoke, Lei Bailiang couldn't help but recite the other party's Three Chapters of Meiling.
"How does it feel to be beheaded today? Starting a business is difficult and full of battles."
"I will go to Quantai to recruit my old subordinates, with 100,000 banners, to slay Yama Luo."
As he spoke, this tough guy who had gone through mountains of swords and seas of fire had his face covered with snot and tears.
However, I suppressed my grief and continued with the second article.
"The flames of war have been raging in the south for ten years, and this head must be hung at the gate of our country."
"Those of you who die later, please work hard. The good news will be used as paper money."
This poem, which seemed like a farewell, made Lei Bailiang unable to hold back his tears and choked up.
It seemed that no other sound could come out of his throat except sobs.
Lei Bailiang could only pick up the bowl and take a big gulp, as if he wanted to use the burning liquid to quench the discomfort in his chest.
Su Wenchen was also drunk as he listened to Lei Bailiang's recitation.
He also supported himself on the table with one hand, subconsciously stroking the edge of the bowl with the other, and stared at the light with unfocused eyes.
I thought of the desperation and passion he felt when he wrote this poem, and also of the blood and passion the older generation devoted to this country throughout their lives.
The poem expresses detachment and determination towards life and death, and career.
In the light, he seemed to see the first time they met at the Canton Fair, when the other person was wearing an old military uniform and still had a cheerful figure, even though he was sick and working hard for the country.
That was their first meeting, and from then on he got on the fast track and never encountered any unexpected trouble.
Su Wenchen knew that this was because someone helped him stop it from above.
Now he has grown up slowly and even has a direct communication channel with the higher-ups.
I am no longer afraid of any trouble.
But!
Su Wenchen looked at Lei Bailiang who was crying uncontrollably.
He couldn't help but continue with the last of the three chapters of Meiling in a sad voice.
"Devoting oneself to the revolution is one's home, and the bloody storm should have an end."
"Today we sacrifice our lives for justice, and let the flowers of freedom bloom all over the world."
After reciting it, I thought of the heroism and tragic spirit of the other party who sacrificed his life for justice, and with my own revolutionary ideals as the core, expressed personal sacrifice and a fervent vision and expectation for a bright future.
This also made Su Wenchen unable to help but pick up the full bowl of wine in front of him and spill three-tenths of the wine on the ground.
The rest poured down his throat and burned into his stomach like a line of fire, and he couldn't help but say.
"The revolution will ultimately succeed! Rest in peace, leaders!"
"I will pass on your ideals and beliefs, and they will surely be realized in the end!"
After taking a big sip of white wine, Su Wenchen couldn't help feeling dizzy.
He couldn't help but put down the wine bowl in his hand, leaned on the table, and continued to mutter to himself.
"Just...wait and see! I will work hard...work hard...work hard to achieve the great rejuvenation of our country!"
"When the day comes that it comes true, I'll burn the victory report as paper money for you to see!"
After saying this, Su Wenchen could no longer hold back and felt dizzy. His tense nerves instantly broke under the double impact of alcohol and grief.
I just felt a black screen in front of my eyes, and then there was a "plop" sound!
His head fell heavily on the cold table and he fell asleep.
Only vague whispers and whimpers could be heard from his mouth.
In the small room, there was only the strong smell of white wine and Lei Bailiang's suppressed, intermittent sobs.
The tragic verses seemed to be still stagnant in the cold air, so heavy that it made people breathless.
(End of this chapter)
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