"Give me a "declaration." As he said, he handed out two cents of coins, "No need to look for it."

"Thank you, thank you." The newspaper boy hurriedly thanked.

Cheng Qianfan popped out a cigarette from the cigarette box, bit it in his mouth, and looked around casually.

‘The second and sixth legions of the Red Bandits and the fourth front army of the Red Bandits completed their confluence in Ganzi.’

Cheng Qianfan immediately read it carefully, and a torrent was stirring deep in his heart!

Very good!

He continued to flip through.

In the fifth edition of the advertising version, there are people-seeking advertisements he bought anonymously:

Today, Huo Miao, a native of southern Zhejiang, is looking for his uncle Zhu Lin. The old lady in her family is very concerned about him and hopes that his uncle will return home quickly after receiving the reward.

This is a search advertisement that has been published for three consecutive issues.

Huo Miao is a flame.

Zhu Lin is a homophone for Comrade Zhulin.

This is a secret code for contacting the central government left by Comrade Zhulin before his sacrifice. He entrusted him to not use it unless it is urgent.

Cheng Qianfan had never used this method before. He just chose the usual means of contact and put orchids on the windows at home.

However, now Cheng Qianfan feels that he must use this "100,000 urgent" method to call the central government to contact.

Too many things happened during this period, and he must report to the organization in time. (PS1)

He took out the lighter and was about to light a cigarette, but was stunned.

In the third edition of "Shenbao" is the literary section.

A new essay was published.

The name of the essay is:

"Roil" -

"The hungry farmer touched his shriveled belly, looked down at his swollen legs, gritted his teeth and stood up, and he said to himself:

Even if you die, you must be a full-fledged ghost, he said to himself.

After looking at the house where the leaking wind, he didn't know the word "home is left alone", but this is the real "home is left alone".

He laughed, laughed, and cried.

Crying loudly.

He struggled, came to the market and pawned the last quilt at home.

He went to the rice shop to buy rice.

Looking at the white rice mixed with gravel, the farmer's eyes shone.

He planned to have a good meal before he died, but found that there was no fire at home.

He searched desperately.

He searched for flames…”
Chapter completed!