Chapter 28

When it was getting dark, Dezhou Station arrived, and the aunt opposite prepared to get off.

Wei Ming personally helped her take her luggage and sent the old lady off the train. The two chatted happily along the way. She said: "When you arrive at Chongdugou in Luoyang, mentioning my name, Lei Xiping, will work!"

Along the way, passing Hebei to Shandong, many people got off, and not many got on. Before, there were people standing in the aisle, but now not only did everyone have seats, there were also empty seats.

So some male comrades deliberately sat opposite Gong Xue, wanting to talk to her, but her attitude was very cold. She only had a better attitude toward Wei Ming. After all, he was a writer, a hero, and most importantly, he looked good.

At this time, the dining car also came. Both of them bought train meals. No food stamps were needed, and there were vegetables and meat, but it was a bit expensive and light luxury.

After eating, Gong Xue's water bottle was empty, so she picked up Wei Ming's water bottle and helped him get hot water.

This woman is indeed very approachable. Wei Ming didn't worry about her poisoning his water.

After taking a sip of water, Wei Ming saw Gong Xue put down *October* and changed to *PLA Literature and Art* to read.

Wei Ming, who was a bit greedy for magazines, pointed to the magazine: "Can I have a look?"

"Here."

Wei Ming looked at the table of contents and directly opened the script *Bitter Love*.

Seeing that he was reading this, Gong Xue became interested: "Can you talk to me about this script after reading it?"

"This one, *Bitter Love*?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

This is a movie script created by the writer Bai Hua. Even if Wei Ming lived in the countryside in the early 80s, he had heard of the great discussion about *Bitter Love*, which lasted for nearly three years.

And the reason for his curiosity was that he had never seen the final film, and he couldn't find any clips of this movie on the Internet.

In short, this is a film that is forbidden to be watched, the kind that can't be turned over. It is said that the finished film is locked in the safe of the Changchun Er Yingchang director's office, never to see the light of day.

Gong Xue cared so much about this script because she knew it was a project of the Changchun Er Yingchang, and the *Sacrificial Red* she acted in was also from the Changchun Er Yingchang, so they could be considered to have some incense friendship.

After Wei Ming read it, she asked: "Do you think I can play the role of the daughter Xingxing well? My father is also a painter, and his experience is similar to the male lead."

She felt that this role was simply too suitable for her, as if it were tailor-made.

"Fine, fine, fine, do whatever you want. But when the time comes, I will definitely suggest to personnel that you be made a regular employee and get your household registration sorted out. Don't think about housing for now. Your Captain Qiao hasn't been assigned one after so many years."

But Wei Ming said: "You'd better not take this movie."

"Why?"

Because I don't want you to do useless work.

Wei Ming asked back: "How much do you know about this movie?"

"It seems this is a project by Director Peng Ning of the Changchun Er Yingchang. He entrusted the writer Bai Hua to create this script."

Wei Ming had been mixing in the circle later and knew more clearly.

"You know Huang Yongyu, right?" he asked. The monkey stamps that rebirth people like to buy and forget after buying were drawn by him.

"Of course, the genius of Western Hunan, a famous painter." Gong Xue's father was a painter, but his fame was far behind. She knew these famous painters like the back of her hand.

"This script is adapted from the real experiences of him and his daughter," Wei Ming said slowly, "Before the founding of the People's Republic, Huang Yongyu worked at *Ta Kung Pao* in Hong Kong..."

At that time, Old Huang had a colleague at *Ta Kung Pao* named Zha Liangyong. After the founding of the People's Republic, Huang Yongyu's cousin Shen Congwen in Beijing wrote a letter inviting him to return to the mainland to build the motherland.

Old Huang also asked Zha Liangyong to come back together, but Zha didn't return. Later, Zha's father died.

Old Huang and his cousin then...

"You understand now." Gong Xue understood. Because of suspected overseas connections, her family also had a hard time at that time, so she was always cautious and kept her tail between her legs.

She only cared about the role fitting just now, but almost ignored the risks involved. After Wei Ming's in-depth and simple analysis, well, it's better not to touch it.

Actually, it's not that it can't be touched. Similar scar literature and movies have sprung up like mushrooms in recent years, and there are many masterpieces among them.

It's just that some lines in *Bitter Love* are too explicit. One of them was directly adapted from *Teahouse*. It could be used in the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, but it can't be used now.

It's not that there were no people supporting this film. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been successfully approved for filming when the script was criticized, and even the posters and screening notices were posted in *Popular Cinema*, but it was stopped at the last moment.

It can only be said that two ideologies were playing games on this movie, and one side lost narrowly.

But this period can be considered the period when film workers had the greatest right to speak and the highest degree of freedom.

Gong Xue finally sighed: "You really know a lot!"

It was already 12 o'clock. The carriage was quiet. The passengers were very tired, but they were all struggling to keep their eyes open.

The police force on the train was limited, and the windows could be opened. If they really encountered robbery or theft, there was no room for reaction.

Seeing Gong Xue start to yawn, Wei Ming smiled: "Why don't you sleep for a while, I'll watch over you."

!

"Aren't you sleepy?"

Wei Ming: "You sleep first, and then change me when you wake up. Someone has to watch the luggage."

"Okay, let's take turns resting." Gong Xue was happy. She originally thought she would have to endure more than twenty hours alone on this trip home. She didn't expect to meet Wei Ming, this train partner. The feeling of having a companion is really good.

After Gong Xue fell asleep, Wei Ming really saw people wandering around the carriage with thief-like eyes. Seeing the other party looking at Gong Xue's bag, he glared at them, making them roll far away.

The other party bared his teeth and wanted to tease him, so Wei Ming took out the brass knuckles Biaozi lent him and put them on. They were spiked, and the other party immediately fled.

If reasoning doesn't work, he still knows a little bit of martial arts.

Sleeping on the train is not secure. Gong Xue woke up several times, and Wei Ming said he wasn't sleepy.

Until after three o'clock in the morning.

"Where are we?"

Gong Xue murmured, with a soft morning grumpiness.

Wei Ming yawned: "Oh, the next station is Nanjing, the one that just passed was Bengbu."

He was obviously unable to hold on, so the two changed shifts, and Gong Xue flipped through Wei Ming's books.

When Wei Ming woke up to the morning sun, the first thing he saw was the police comrade.

The two railway police from last night brought another policeman over. Good news, the interrogation results were out, and they specifically came to inform Wei Ming, the party concerned.

It turned out that the human trafficker was a relative from the little girl's grandfather's hometown, who came to rely on them and wanted the little girl's father to help find a job.

But where are there extra jobs in Beijing? The male host let her live in the house temporarily, do housework, pick up the children, and wait for the situation to improve before arranging.

But she was lazy, and the hostess was dissatisfied with her and wanted to drive her away.

She was also dissatisfied with this family. Why could other rural people find jobs through city relatives, but she couldn't?

She felt that the little girl's father was perfunctory to her and didn't want to recognize her as a cousin, so she simply stole things and money from the family, thinking of leaving.

She didn't dare to return to her hometown in Baoding and prepared to go to the south to be free and easy.

As a result, she accidentally saw the little girl when stealing things. Her head got hot and she took the little girl away, preparing to find a mountain village to sell her, and also took the hostess's mother's sleeping pills, feeding the child all the way.

Wei Ming couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he heard this. How is this human trafficker's experience so similar to his own!

The difference is that Uncle Ping'an helped him arrange a job, but even if he hadn't, he wouldn't have stolen Lele.

Lele is so well-behaved, how could he bear it!

(End of chapter)