第二十七章(2/5)

                           讨过晚饭，文炳趁天黑街上没人，找了一家的稻草垛抽了几把稻草回来，两个人坐在地上编了两根细细的稻草辫子。用草把两小块碎石头包起来，又用那些破布包起来，作成两个直径差不多有两、三寸的稻草球，用稻草辫拴住，自己揣在怀里。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                二更天，文炳把自己身上的破衣服脱下来，蒙在几块破砖上放在阴影里，看上去像是个坐着的人，自己则光着膀子站在一边。
                                                                                                                                                                “华，你就在这儿坐着，靠着我的衣服，别人不注意看不出来，我去了。”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                “嗯，你小心点儿。”
                                                                                                                                                                “知道，要是过了四更天我还没回来，那就是被抓住了，你就别管我了，赶快逃命要紧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “我不，你不要死！你要回来！”玉华一把抓住了文炳的手，嘴唇哆嗦着，眼泪禁不住又涌了出来。
                                                                                                                                                                “华，你不是说过革命是要流血的吗？咱们既然想当红带客，就不怕流血，前面有人给咱们作着样子呢，咱们不能装孬种不是吗？别哭！你放心，我只是这么说说，我的命硬，连枪子儿见了我都拐弯儿，啊。”
                                                                                                      

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