Chapter 60 Twenty-four, put it to death and then live (2)

The rule is to rest for four days in two months. After the first vacation, Fang took me to Yanchi by train.We couldn't get tickets for hard seats, so we both bought soft seats and sneaked around for fear of being seen.But like a little wedding outing.Only we can do such a thing. It occurred to me that when I was being criticized, I once quietly went to a nearby European and American student association to eat Western food at noon.I have no other meaning, and I am far from a flashy and extravagant person. I accept criticism, and at the same time, I firmly believe that sooner or later, the bad luck will be turned into good luck, and the rough road will be turned into a smooth road. I must take care of my diet and daily life, and live happily.

On October 15, 1958, my eldest son Wang Shan was born.I didn't see him for the first time until he was three months old, because of the autumn harvest and the Great Leap Forward, the vacation was delayed.I sang to my three-month-old son the episode of the film "The Case of Xu Qiuying" and the Northeast folk song "Throwing the Ring". Wang Shan yelled along with me.Soon, both the film and the song were criticized in the newspapers.It has become more and more such a helpless situation. Whatever you like, it will probably be criticized soon. When I was in my twenties, the first village that left a deep impression on me was Sangyu.The local people claim to be from under the big locust tree in Hongdong, Shanxi Province, with a special accent, calling uncle "Shao", calling them "shi" and "shi" when they are tired, and saying that sickness means lack of energy.Step out to the mountains, terraced backgammon, walnut trees, jujube trees, peach blossoms and pear blossoms, jinghao vines, flowers, bees and butterflies, rugged mountain roads, up along the ditch, steep mountains, changing scenery with each step.Strange peaks, strange rocks, strange roads, strange fields, strange creeks, strange streams, strange valleys, a fairy world.Climbing high and looking far, the mountain village is picturesque, and the road outside the mountain is full of vehicles.Spring, summer, autumn and winter, cloudy and sunny, cold and hot, sun, moon and stars, wind, rain, snow and frost, all bring infinite scenery and infinite changes.Where did this opportunity come from, the fragile, naive, and slender Wang Meng can come here to swim, walk, work, exercise, and grow up!

That's how I think, truthfully and optimistically. There is simply no other choice. This is an old district, and among the peasants there are old party members and old guerrillas.It caught up with the Great Leap Forward, which has never happened in a thousand years, and refurbished tricks, including pointing cooking oil to the cornfield instead of eating oil.The cafeteria has turned into a canteen, and there is no money to eat. If you eat steamed buns once, the news spreads dozens of kilometers away. On this day, relatives and friends from all over the world come to Sangyu to eat for free.The highest has also eaten fried yellow rice (millet) noodle cake dipped in honey.Farmers believe that this is the most hunger-resistant food. As the saying goes: sweet potatoes are as fast as farts, but cut cakes are two miles away.Fighting early in autumn, getting up before 3 o'clock every night, first carrying radishes and sweet potatoes, and putting them into the hastily dug cellar, and then freezing them all.Then plow the ground deeply and dig out the shady soil, resulting in reduced production.All the people wrote poems, and the folk songs of the Great Leap Forward resounded through the sky.Literacy is implemented to the people, and illiteracy will be eradicated within three months.In the beginning of autumn, walnut leaves are inserted on the door frame of the house.The houses with walls built of stones and roofs covered with slabs of tiles are simple, but they are beautiful. They are definitely better than the new houses built by tile veneers and plastic-steel doors and windows for farmers who will become well-off and earn a lot of money in the future.The delegated cadres of the Youth League Committee sang while working, "Leadership of the Communist Party, rule the mountain, the power of the people is boundless! Lock the Panlong on the Panlong Mountain..." ..."

The former song is about from the movie "Conquering the Dragon and the Tiger", and the latter is from "Love Song of Lusheng".Those who belong to the decentralized revolutionary cadres have regular vacations. They have seen these movies, but we don't like them. "The Case of Xu Qiuying" was screened in the open air in rural areas. The original work of "Love Song of Lusheng" was written by Peng Jingfeng, who had also fallen during the campaign. In April 1958, Chairman Mao's article "Introducing a Cooperative" mentioned that the development of the situation has raised awareness, the decadent ideology has collapsed, the exploiting class in the past has to change if it doesn't want to, and there are a few people who see God with a granite head. big picture...

We were deeply touched by the momentum and content of the article.We're guys reminding each other not to turn into granite heads.A "molecule" who likes to tell jokes said that we are reactionaries, but we are not paper tigers, at most paper mice. This time he said, we can't make granite, but at most we can make granite (read chai, third tone, That is, Baogu grits, which is a local food) porridge.When this word got out, I thought it would be approved, but it turned out to be warm and not too bad.Probably the leftists couldn't help but laugh when they heard this kind of joke.In addition, ruining oneself can be regarded as pleading guilty if you insist on saying it. It is a performance of letting go of airs, which is not cute.During this period, our eloquence is devoted to self-destruction.For example, the leader asked us to comment on the "upstream, midstream, and downstream" of the transformation.We simply call ourselves "nasty".When talking about when he was picked up, he said that his face was the same as that of "Pi Xun".When it comes to so-and-so's death, they say that it is nothing more than "a stinky piece of land".Talking about how I "fixed my sex" and what I have become, I said, "This time I am at ease."

We also participated in the tool reform, and everything must be turned into a car. We also went to Beijing to visit the tool reform exhibition held by Beijing's decentralized cadres.I really couldn't think of any tools for reform, but I still had to think hard, and drew some pictures of the improved basket on paper, but ended up without a problem. In summer, happy comments appeared in the newspapers, saying that the current problem is that there is too much food to eat, and that in the future, one third of the fields should be planted for grain, one third for flowers, and one third for leisure.In winter, there is only two meals of corn porridge a day left.I poured the porridge with all my might, until my belly was about to swell and explode, my internal organs hurt and shifted, and I was still not full.And then there's only pee left.The stool is less and only the husk of the corn, but the next day when the wind blows, there is no trace of the stool, it is really clean.So you get sick and I get sick and everyone gets sick in turn. I also get needle eyes for a while, have diarrhea for a while, have a fever for a while, and cough for a while.There is a Chinese doctor in the village who is lame and his wife is dumb but healthy.He helped us get through it.