In November 1941, the cold and windy Chongqing was in winter, and it was solemn.
A young female Communist Party member was escorted by the enemy to a lime kiln at the Datian Pass in Fangjiaba.
The cold wind blew, and the woman's clothes were blown to a rattle.
The kid was in his early 1st year.
From time to time, it will let out a weak cry, like a frightened chick.
The place of execution was soon there.
A team of armed enemies stood guard there, staring at them with a grim look.
"Give you one last chance, confess!"
One of them shouted.
But all that answered him was the woman's disdainful eyes.
Annoyed and angry,
Suddenly, a piercing cry echoed in the air, as if tearing apart the last bit of mercy in this world.
The young woman's eyes were closed, as if she was gritting her teeth and enduring the pain inside.
"Bang! Bang! ”
Behind him, there were the cries of the crowd and the devastated but still crying girl.
Her name is Liu Huixin
Her name is Liu Huixin.
In 1914, he was born in an ordinary family in Huaiyin County, Jiangsu.
No one thought that
Since she was a child, Liu Huixin has given people a sense of difference.
Quick-witted, studious and quick-witted.
1934,
The infinitely beautiful future of youth is beckoning to her.
But the good times don't last long,
The smoke is everywhere, the smoke is everywhere, and the national disaster is at the head.
Liu Huixin was deeply shocked, and she realized that although reading is important, saving the country is even more urgent.
A slender body, a tough heart.
Liu Huixin resolutely gave up her studies and threw herself into the ranks of resisting Japan and saving the country.
When Liu Huixin came here, what she saw was a scene of impoverished life-
She knew that in order for the people here to be truly mobilized, they must first be guided to build up the confidence to resist aggression.
So, Liu Huixin began her propaganda work.
During the day, she shuttles through the fields, working and living with local farmers.
Let go of the college students, be close to them like brothers and sisters, and share weal and woe.
Those beautiful palms were soon covered with calluses and bubbles, and sometimes even oozing blood, but she never had the idea of giving up.
She used simple and unpretentious language to tell the danger of the country and the cry of the nation.
Soon, the local peasants were impressed by her sharp and generous words, and joined the ranks of anti-Japanese salvation.
Someone, who became an underground guerrilla;
There are people who are responsible for transporting grain and grass to the front line;
Others, put down their hoes and lifted their guns.
In 1938, her outstanding work performance led her to officially join the Chinese Communist Party.
Since then, she has become a beautiful figure in the smoke of war.
A couple of newcomers
An autumn day in 1939.
In the embers of a burst of war, in the faint sound of cannons, a couple of newcomers were born in this hot land of suffering.
Soon after getting married, Liu Huixin became pregnant.
It stands to reason that a pregnant woman should have a good rest, but she has not relaxed her work rhythm at all.
He wears many hats and presides over the work of the special commission organs.
He also campaigned for the development of the women's movement and the student movement, and at the same time served as deputy secretary of the Enshi County Party Committee and head of the Organization Department of the Communist Party of China.
In the countryside in late autumn, as soon as the last touch of red was left on the branches, it ushered in the embrace of the first snow.
Such an environment is undoubtedly a huge test for a pregnant woman.
But Liu Huixin didn't care, the pregnant body was not a burden for her, but a kind of motivation.
There was never the slightest complaint.
Such a high-intensity work rhythm is undoubtedly a huge drain on her body.
On several occasions, she even fainted in front of everyone, frightening the comrades present.
But she didn't seem to care, and quickly got up and got back to work.
It's just that in those eyes,
The comrades advised her to go back to the city to rest and recuperate temporarily, but she was politely refused.
While brushing her sweat-soaked hair, she joked: "I want to do more for the revolution, I'm afraid that one day I won't be able to do it if I fall into the hands of the enemy!" ”
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.
A sudden manhunt
The winter of 1941 was cold and windy.
However, the upsurge of the people's war of resistance has not abated in the slightest.
Liu Huixin held her newborn daughter in her arms,
The room is cramped and cold, and there is a strong smell of coal fire, which makes people a little breathless.
But Liu Huixin sat silently in the corner, carefully caressing her infantil daughter's soft cheeks, and occasionally humming a hypnotic song in a low voice.
At this moment, a figure slammed the door in the cold wind.
"The agent is coming, let's go!" The man whispered.
Liu Huixin was excited, and immediately hugged her daughter tighter, ready to get up.
But at this moment, her steps suddenly stopped, as if she thought of something.
I saw her quickly turn around,
If you run for your life with them like this, the consequences will be unimaginable if you are discovered by the enemy.
So she glanced at the people around her and asked him to leave first.
Everything that happened next seemed to be slowed down countless times.
After a while, a group of enemies suddenly rushed in and surrounded her!
Liu Huixin didn't speak, her face was relieved, the document had been destroyed.
A dilapidated and gloomy prison cell
A dilapidated and cold cell.
Liu Huixin was chained in the corner of the wall, and her hands were twisted behind her back. But her eyes were still bright, like a raging revolutionary fire.
Suddenly, in the darkness, there was a screeching sound of the iron gate opening.
Stand condescendingly in front of her.
"Liu Huixin, you better confess obediently! Follow us, you can still eat and drink spicy food, how good! ”
Liu Huixin glared back fiercely, and a mouthful of spit sprayed fiercely on the man's face.
The enemy was furious and said viciously:
"Punish her, look at her hard mouth, or these torture instruments are hard!"
A leather whip raised high, a red-hot soldering iron.
Darkness enveloped the place, but a pungent musty smell filled the air.
A cold, damp old barn.
Liu Huixin and her newborn daughter are being held here and subjected to inhumane treatment.
Liu Huixin hurriedly hugged her daughter tighter, and then began to untie the already thin hollow cotton coat on her body.
She tore off a corner of her undershirt to wrap her daughter's tiny body.
Watching the child greedily devour the moldy scraps, her heart seemed to be cut open alive, and tears welled up in her eyes.
How could she not feel sad when she looked like she was being humiliated by others?
The milk had long since dried up, and his arms and thighs were covered in bruises, and there were even blood marks from the whipping.
But even so, she never gave up hope of continuing to live.
As long as her daughter is alive, she will continue to fight without hesitation.
Despite being imprisoned, Liu Huixin still did not give up her contribution to the revolutionary cause.
She silently collected information clues from traitors and spies, and managed to pass on this valuable information to the underground party organization little by little.
The patience of the enemy is also running out little by little.
November 17, 1942.
The spies secretly escorted Liu Huixin to an abandoned lime kiln at Datian Pass in Fangjiaba.
In this way, the life of a 26-year-old came to an end.
The blood of revolutionaries
After the enemy had gone away, a telephone worker and his wife hurried forward.
They were close to each other and raised Cuilan to adulthood, and despite the poverty of her family, they decided to provide for her to finish college.
Finally, Wu Cuilan got her wish and was admitted to Beijing Institute of Technology.
One day many years later, Ma Shitu's father and daughter finally met.
Ma Zhitu couldn't help but be stunned and stared fixedly.
With tears in his eyes, he hugged her tightly into his arms.
How many years have passed, and his daughter is finally in his arms and has returned!
It is precisely because of countless revolutionary martyrs like Liu Huixin that we have today's era of peace.