Chapter 50 first quarter

Ye Qisun suddenly discovered that he was a "counter-revolutionary spy chief" one morning in June 1967.He just woke up from a dream that day, and felt that there was still something in his head. He sat on the bed and thought hard.Maybe it's because I'm getting older, there are always specious impressions in my head these days, is it a memory from the past, or a scene in a dream?Ye Qisun was not sure.After all, he is nearly 70 years old!He wanted to get off the bed, but his legs were as heavy as stones. These days, due to the aggravation of prostatitis, his legs were so swollen that he couldn't lift them.Why!It's really old, it's useless to be old!Ye Qisun sighed, and wanted to ask his worker Lao Zhou to help him, he was still thinking about making zongzi for Dazhen, today is the Dragon Boat Festival.

Ye Qisun didn't hear Lao Zhou's voice, so Ye Qisun stopped barking. His appearance had already caused Lao Zhou a lot of trouble, so it's better to overcome it by himself. Maybe Lao Zhou is busy making zongzi now, he knows his Habit.Ye Qisun got down from the bed vigorously, pulled his shoes, moved two steps, and sat on the rattan chair in front of the window. Outside the window, there were already blooming pomegranates swaying comfortably in the morning breeze. A little The bird landed lightly in front of Ye Qisun, chattering and combing its feathers.Ye Qisun looked at it with a smile in his eyes.It's been another year, he said to himself silently in his heart, and casually took a book from the table next to him.He had this habit, he passed every morning in this way, and he had developed a special affection for these thread-bound books, without which he would not know how to pass the time.

Suddenly, the bird outside the window flew away and knocked down a pomegranate flower.Ye Qisun felt a little regretful, he carefully searched for the sound that disturbed the birds, but no, the yard was still very quiet.He refocused his gaze on the thread-bound book in his hand.But before Ye Qisun had time to reflect on the meaning of the book carefully, his courtyard door was smashed open by something.Immediately afterwards, a group of young people with red armbands on their arms, a chairman's portrait on their chests, and five red stars on their heads flocked in, each holding a precious red book in their hands, and rushed in screaming.

Before Ye Qisun realized what was going on, he was dragged out of the room by several Red Guards.When going out, one of his shoes was left at the gate of Jingchun Garden. Ye Qisun didn't understand why he was being fought by the Red Guards until he was interrogated.How did he know that the foreshadowing of all this had already been buried 30 years ago! In 1967, the proletarian "Cultural Revolution" has been vigorously carried out across the country for nearly a year. During this year, Peking University, as the institution of higher learning that posted the first big-character poster, has received tens of millions of political pilgrims I don't know how many Red Guards were ecstatic to see the birthplace of the proletarian "Cultural Revolution" in the capital Beijing, and I don't know how many experts and professors were brutally criticized in this extremely fanatical storm.Ye Qisun believes that he is upright and open-minded, so he is not worried that he will be criticized.But how did he expect that at the moment he just woke up from his dream this morning, big-character posters criticizing him had already been plastered all over the campus of Peking University.

The origin of the matter was that some people brought up the old story again, and wanted to use the power of the Red Guards to bring down Lu Zhengcao, the leader of Jizhong, so they remembered the case of Xiong Dazhen.The case of Xiong Dazhen emerged from the quagmire of history.The Red Guards of Peking University's "Jinggangshan Corps" accidentally saw Ye Qisun's name when they searched Xiong Dazhen's confession materials, so they wrote a big-character poster overnight, "Down with Ye Qisun, the great cc spy", and rushed into the city the next day. Jingchunyuan found out Ye Qisun who had just woken up.

This sudden change made it difficult for Ye Qisun to cope, and his mind went blank.A student separated from the crowd and walked up to him, staring at his face: Ye Qisun, you insidious dog spy, you have been lurking in Peking University for a long time, today you are finally dug out, you dog spy!Don't hurry up and explain! Looking at that childish face, Ye Qisun seemed to have ten thousand idling wheels buzzing in his mind.He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, a slap hit his face, and then Ye Qisun felt liquid flow out of his nasal cavity, and he subconsciously wiped it with his hand, it was blood!He looked up, and the young face was smiling at him!He is almost 70 years old. He has gone through many vicissitudes. He has seen Beiyang warlords massacre progressive students, the Japanese army occupied China, and the Kuomintang committed murder, but he has never seen students beat his husband!Alas!Alas!Ye Qisun seemed to be awakened by this student's slap in the face. He tried his best to stand still and let himself stand in the usual way when he was teaching. He glared at the person who came:

What are you guys doing? What are you asking?You are beaten!Confess your crimes now!You KMT CC spy. After another round of punching and kicking, Ye Qisun's face was already covered in blood.He gasped and curled up on the ground, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. Seeing Ye Qisun collapsed on the ground, the young generals called it a day.With a whistle, they disappeared without a trace like a whirlwind. After Ye Qisun was taken away, another rebel organization also came to search Ye's house upon hearing the news.Lao Zhou didn't dare to ask, so he could only let them sweep away all the belongings in the house.

After ransacking his home, Ye Qisun was locked up in a cowshed.Every day, apart from interrogation, I just lay down in the cowshed and wrote confession materials. In the next period of time, Ye Qisun was frequently arrested and paraded in the streets to criticize. The pointed cap made for him by the young Red Guards. He doesn't know what's wrong with the world.Where did all this madness and mania come from?Thinking about these with the judgment of a natural scientist, he often can't find the way.But there is one thing he is very clear about. He used to think that he was abandoned by this society, but now it seems that this society is abandoning itself.If he considers his current situation from this perspective, although he is very sad, he does not feel that he is pitiful, because the patient is more pitiful than himself.

After a few days, the rebels probably felt that Ye Qisun was being treated too favorably by criticizing and fighting every day, so they decided to send him to the "Peking University Labor Reform Team", also known as the "Black Gang Labor Reform Team", and let him accept the "dictatorship of the proletariat" there.There are many people in the gang reform-through-labor team, and they are divided into different grades according to the degree of crime.Ye Qisun belongs to the category of the most severe dictatorship and is like a prisoner.In addition to frequently criticizing and parading in the streets, he also has to participate in heavy physical labor, and is isolated from all information from the outside world.Ye Qisun had the habit of reading books and newspapers all his life, but now he suddenly refused to read them and became a "blind man" or "deaf man". How could he bear this?In order to obtain any information from the outside world and understand the new situation, Ye Qisun tried every means.Once, Ye Qisun was cleaning the corridors of the Physics Department of Peking University. At that time, there was no one in the corridors, only a few teachers of the physics department who had accepted the general dictatorship closed their doors in their respective rooms and meditated.Ye Qisun saw the discarded newspapers from outside the door and wanted to take a look.So he boldly knocked on the door of a teacher's room to explain his intentions.The teacher gave him a stack of old newspapers.