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Chapter 11 Difficulties

Sister Ping was so kind that she was even more close than her relatives, and at the same time she was even more unfamiliar than passers-by. This pair of personality made Wu Xiaoqi very confused. He could not figure out which one was the real Sister Ping.

The braised pork was delicious, but Wu Xiaoqi felt completely uncomfortable when he ate it. He didn't dare to observe the woman who kept picking up food for him, and he didn't dare to ask her why she refused him thousands of miles away. After eating the dishes made by Sister Ping himself like chewing wax, he used the excuse that he was about to be curfew, and he had to get up early to work and say goodbye to her.

I originally thought that Sister Ping would keep her and would give her some advice or explain the reasons, but she was disappointed. Until she walked far away, she didn't hear her voice or call.

It turned out that she was so heartless. It turned out that she really didn't think about recognizing herself as her younger brother and being kind to her, but she gave her unintentionally! What's ridiculous is that she held on to a life-saving straw and held her tightly! Wu Xiaoqi felt a sense of desolation from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes were also confused. He hoped that the voice could be heard behind him. How much hope that the voice could tell himself: I am willing to be your sister. But until Back to his residence, this humble wish was not satisfied. Wu Xiaoqi felt very painful, as if he had been cut by a knife, and he was stunned when he was lying on the bed. Suddenly he suddenly bounced up and took off all the clothes that Sister Ping gave him, throwing them on the ground, wearing big shorts, stomping on the clothes that had been shown in front of Simazi. At the same time, his tears could not be stopped, and he was really injured.

Wu Xiaoqi didn't know that after leaving Sister Ping's house, she kept standing at the door, silently looking at his back, and murmured softly: "Xiaoqi, I'm sorry, I have my own difficulties, I really can't recognize you as my brother."

Time went back more than three months ago.

Jiang Ping suddenly received a task, which was issued by the Military Control Commission. As a secret detective officer of the Military Control Commission Tianjin Station Operation Office, she and several other unfamiliar people were sent to this provincial capital next to Peking by Yu Hanmou, the then director of the Military Control Commission Tianjin Station. The reason was that the Military Control Commission Operation Team here: the Iron Blood Anti-Traitor Group was taken over by the Japanese and puppet registrar. The task of the personnel who went to the provincial capital was the task of the Beiping Station, but because the traitors were originally transferred from the Military Control Commission Beiping Station, the personnel who were then replenished from the military control station were undoubtedly meat buns to beat dogs.

Chen Sihai, the stationmaster of the Beiping Station of the Military Control Commission, is a veteran military commander. He is a bit heavy in front of Dai Li. After several telegrams, the task of replenishing personnel to the provincial capital became the affairs of the Military Control Commission headquarters and the Tianjin station.

When Jiang Ping received this inexplicable task, she was shocked because she had another real identity: the underground party member of China G.

As an agent who was highly expected by the organization and successfully lurked in the Military Control Commission, she was suddenly transferred to such a dangerous job, which made her lose her opinion and hurriedly found her superior.

She was not afraid of danger, nor was she unwilling to go to the provincial capital, but she knew how much effort the organization had put into the military Tianjin Station of the Military Affairs Bureau. She didn't want to see the blood flowing out of her comrades, nor did she want to see the hard work that the comrades had put into useless work.

After listening to Jiang Ping's statement, his superior Lao Luo thought for a while before speaking, "Comrade Jiang Ping, can you still remember the original intention of joining the organization?"

"Of course I remember!" Jiang Ping's face flushed. Even if she would forget her family, she would not forget how she joined the organization, and would not forget the oath she made by raising her right fist under the red flag: I volunteer to join the Chinese Communist Party, adhere to the party's discipline, not afraid of difficulties, not afraid of sacrifice, and strive for the cause of communism to the end.

When he thought of the scene of joining the party, Jiang Ping showed pride on her blushing face and her tone was full of pride: "I joined the organization because in the organization, there are a group of comrades who share the same beliefs and common pursuits as me."

"Yes, you're right. It's because we have a group of like-minded comrades and have common beliefs and goals that we can walk on the same road." Lao Luo still had a smile on his face, and he continued: "Comrade Jiang Ping, just as the oath said in the party joining the party, for the common beliefs and goals of comrades, everyone will sacrifice their lives without hesitation, including you and me, right?"

"Yes, Secretary Luo." Jiang Ping probably knew what her superior was going to say, and after answering his words, she lowered her head.

"As an underground worker, such sacrifices may come to us at any time, so we must cherish our lives and the lives and efforts of our comrades around us."

The meaningful passage that Lao Luo said made Jiang Ping lower his head and a shameful expression on her face.

"Then you can tell me why I took such a big risk to come to me today." Lao Luo did not give up on teaching her lesson because she lowered her head, because he knew that if she did not let her remember the experiences learned by these comrades with their bloody lessons, she might really pay the price of bleeding again in the future.

"I don't know what to do? The organization paid a lot of money to instigate me to the Military Control Commission. I don't want to, I don't want the organization's efforts to be wasted." Jiang Ping's voice was filled with a hint of crying. Although she had not been engaged in underground work for too long, it was not short. Naturally, she knew that she would come rashly, leaving a bunch of hidden dangers and leaving a lot of things to wipe her butt for her comrades to finish.

"After going to Baoding, will you be driven out of the Military Control Commission?" Lao Luo still smiled, but his rebellious question hit Jiang Ping's heart like a heavy blow.

"No...no." Jiang Ping was a little panicked, and her answer was a little stuttering.

"That's it. Since you haven't been driven out of the Military Control Commission, your work has just become a little more dangerous. There is no need for you to go this trip." The smile on Lao Luo's face finally restrained, and replaced by the seriousness that his superiors should have. He continued: "Do you know? Because of your rash today, the comrades in Tianjin will have to work hard for a few days to clean up your tail. Maybe some comrades will sacrifice for this."

"Secretary Luo, I was wrong." Jiang Ping's eyes were filled with tears. She raised her head and looked at Lao Luo firmly.

"Comrade Jiang Ping, I am also an underground worker. I also know the loneliness of a person, the helplessness of a person inside the enemy. I know the weight of the burden on you, the string in your mind, which makes you in a high state of tension at any time." Lao Luo's tone became softer. He patted Jiang Ping's shoulder lightly and continued: "But this is what we people must face and bear. For our common beliefs and to realize our common ideals as soon as possible, we are destined to have to endure this loneliness. We cannot have relatives, we cannot have friends, and we must always be ready to sacrifice our lives. So, please remember that for your own safety, for the safety of comrades, and for the safety of people around us, we cannot have any unnecessary emotions. Even if the opposite side is your relatives, you must treat him as a stranger."
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