1before dawn on February 23rd, 936, I suddenly heard Gao Yang's classmates shouting at the door of my dormitory: "Xiao Hu! Come on! Get up, something's wrong! " . I jumped out of bed and ran out. The school yard was dark, and no one could be seen, but you could hear the rapid sound of boots and the tapping of gun butts. It seems that they are busy looking for it.
An old man (about sixty years old) who lives in the last room got dressed and came out. As soon as I saw the old man come out, I asked him, "Grandpa, I'm an East University student. The police arrested people. Help! " As soon as he knew this situation, he introduced me to the building and let me hide under the bed of his daughter (about seventeen or eighteen years old). Then he went out to open the door himself. After a while, several gendarmes broke in. As soon as he entered the door, he asked the old man, "Where did the prisoner go?" The old man replied very calmly, "I don't know." The gendarmerie was furious and threatened loudly: "If it is found, it will be the same crime!" The old man said categorically, "Same crime!" The gendarme turned to the girl lying in bed and asked, "Who are you hiding here?" The girl is also very strong and calmly answers: "No one is hiding." The gendarmerie probably saw the problem and deliberately threatened her: "If you find out, you will be guilty with him!" The girl also said like her father, "the same sin is the same sin!" "
I can't hide at this time, and I can't implicate the people. I immediately turned over from the bed and said to the gendarmerie, "I hid it myself, and it has nothing to do with them." Then, I was escorted away by the gendarmerie. After more than a month, after we were rescued from prison by the party organization, I bought a bag of cakes and went to visit the admirable old man.
The true story in Song of Youth
Mr. Hu Kaiming recalled.
Hu Kaiming
In the forty-second chapter of Comrade Yang Mo's novel Song of Youth, there is such a plot: one night, an old man decided to hide the patriotic student Xu Ning in his daughter's bed in order to avoid the military police. In front of the blinding bayonets of the military and police, the old man and his girl, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, risked going to jail and stuck to their posts to protect patriotic students.
Some comrades will definitely think that this is a fictional plot. In fact, this is a true story, and I have experienced it personally. Thinking of this, I miss the old man and the girl with infinite admiration.
After the "December 9" and "December 16" demonstrations, the reactionary authorities stepped up their suppression of the patriotic student movement.
1936 On the afternoon of February 22nd, Beiping Federation of Students held an emergency meeting in Tsinghua Gymnasium. Yao Keguang, the host of this meeting, told everyone at the beginning: There was a raid on the Chinese University (China University) this morning, and there are likely to be raids on other schools. We should be vigilant. Documents should be collected, and activists should try to avoid them so as not to cause unnecessary losses.
It was raining outside when the meeting ended. I came back to Dongda (Northeastern University) in the rain, and it was already evening. That night, I called a meeting of the students of Neusoft University's National Salvation Working Committee to convey the spirit of the meeting of the Student Union. I have a high fever and my head is a little dizzy, so I have to lie on the bench for the meeting. At about nine o'clock, a female classmate named Wei Song came to tell us that she had just received an inexplicable phone call: "There are a large number of' guests' coming to your place tonight, so you should be prepared for the reception." I dropped my mobile phone without leaving my name. At that time, I analyzed that this was a letter from someone inside the enemy who sympathized with the patriotic student movement and took the initiative to report it to us, so something would definitely happen tonight. So I proposed to act quickly and collect documents. After the meeting, all the students of the working committee should leave the school, take shelter for a while, and don't live in the school. But at that time, some students opposed this idea and thought it was an escape from reality. They insisted on going to school and assembled pickets to prepare for resistance. In case of disagreement, we have to vote. As a result, the opinion of staying in school prevailed, and we decided not to go. Because I was ill, I went back to the dormitory with the help of Gao Yang. He said, "You have a good sleep. I'll tell you one thing. "
Sure enough, before dawn, I suddenly heard Gao Yang's classmates shouting at the door of my dormitory: "Xiao Hu! Come on! Get up, something's wrong! " With that, he ran back. I jumped out of bed in a hurry, put on my coat and ran out barefoot. I ran out of the dormitory and didn't see Gao Yang. I remembered that there was a toilet not far away, leaning against the wall in the east of the school, so I ran to the toilet. I climbed from the toilet to the courtyard wall and observed the surrounding situation. At that time, it was still dark, and the school yard was dark. No one could be seen, but the sound of boots and the tapping of gun butts could be heard. It seems that they are busy looking for it. Looking outside the courtyard wall, it turned out to be a residential building, not a street. So I have to watch the movement on the wall again.
It was snowing heavily, and the snow on the ground was more than half a foot thick. I sat on the wall for about a quarter of an hour, and my feet were really cold. At this time, the day is also bright. I jumped off the wall so as not to be found by the enemy. Unexpectedly, as soon as they jumped into the house, the common people's dogs barked. The gendarmes who used to stand guard and patrol around the school came to knock on the gate as soon as they heard the barking of dogs in the courtyard. An old man (about sixty years old) who lives in the last room got dressed and came out. As soon as I saw the old man come out, I asked him, "Grandpa, I'm an East University student. The police arrested people. Help! " As soon as he knew this situation, he introduced me to the building and let me hide under the bed of his daughter (about seventeen or eighteen years old). Then he went out to open the door himself. After a while, several gendarmes broke in. As soon as he entered the door, he asked the old man, "Where did the prisoner go?" The old man replied very calmly, "I don't know." The gendarmerie was furious and threatened loudly: "If it is found, it will be the same crime!" The old man said categorically, "Same crime!" The gendarme turned to the girl lying in bed and asked, "Who are you hiding here?" The girl is also very strong and calmly answers: "No one is hiding." The gendarmerie probably saw the problem and deliberately threatened her: "If you find out, you will be guilty with him!" The girl also said like her father, "the same sin is the same sin!" "
I can't hide at this time, and I can't implicate the people. I immediately turned over from the bed and said to the gendarmerie, "I hid it myself, and it has nothing to do with them." Then, I was escorted away by the gendarmerie. Arriving at the entrance of the school living room, the gendarme who took me happily said to their accomplices, "I won the first prize!" " Let's go "At this time, I looked into the living room and found that forty or fifty students had been arrested (later, it was said that there were seventy or eighty people on the blacklist of arresting people, and more than forty people were arrested that time), tied to a long rope. At this time, it was almost dawn, and they stopped searching, so they put us on the big prison car parked at the school gate and left.
After more than a month, after we were rescued from prison by the party organization, I bought a bag of cakes and went to visit the admirable old man. But later, many students joked with me and said that I visited my future father-in-law. Therefore, I have been embarrassed to go again in the future.
After liberation, I still miss the old man. 1950 In the spring, when I went to Beijing, I visited the old man's former site. The new resident told me that the old man had passed away and his girl had returned to her hometown in Northeast China. The location is unclear. They said that before the old man died, every summer when he was enjoying the cool in the yard, he would always tell this story to everyone and praise the student.
This reminds me of this old man with a sincere patriotism.