Chapter 119 119. Zeng Xinyi's moving words

Peng Keli's "Taiwan trip" was really straightforward. He came to Taiwan in 1950 and was imprisoned two months later; 25 years later, he was released from prison in 1975 and entered a nursing home; at the age of 79, Leaving Taiwan, leaving Taiwan with the ashes of old comrades-in-arms and friends in distress.Zeng Xinyi wrote General Peng: Short and weak, slightly hunchbacked.He has a bone spur in his back that hurts.He has rheumatism and has extremely poor eyesight.He said that there are still many problems with him.When he walked, he was a little wobbly, and even though he was holding a cane, I was very worried that he would fall.His body seemed so old that I was really worried that if he fell, his bones would fall apart.

When I talked with him, I felt that he had a clear mind and a flexible response.Some young people seem to be much more confused than him in terms of thinking and reaction!I'm not sure, but he remembers many things, people, places, and names quite clearly. Is it because he has a good memory?Or is it possible to recite many things after years of interrogation?Or because he spends most of his time in prison, and spends his energy and memory on things from the past? There are several bunk beds in each room of the Zhonghe Nursing Home.In Zeng Changyun's sleeping bed, there is now an old man who speaks Taiwanese.The language barrier does not seem to be a big problem for the elderly.There are not many opportunities for the elderly to talk to each other.Although I really want to talk more with Peng Keli and other old people, their conversations are always short and short, and the conversation seems to make their weak bodies easy to fatigue, so I don't want to disturb them too much.

Peng Keli's bunk was separated from Zeng Changyun's by two rooms.The lower layer of the bunk bed is for sleeping, and the upper layer is for personal items.Every bunk, every room seemed crowded and messy.It seems that the only belongings of every old man in his life are these simple, old and simple things... I used blunt Taiwanese to talk to the old man who now sleeps in what used to be Zeng Changyun's bed.He half understood my language, and I was worried that he or other old people passing by would stop me from taking pictures.To my surprise, almost none of the old people who saw me taking pictures responded.It seems that their joys and sorrows have sunk to the bottom of life.

Peng Keli once seemed anxious because of the delay in issuing the Hong Kong visa.Whether he can leave the country smoothly obviously has an impact on our conversation, and also affects his disclosure of the inside story of his case with Li Hong and the other four.When I learned that he was about to leave, I went to see him and congratulated him on seeing his two daughters whom I hadn't seen in 38 years (his wife died of illness in his hometown a few years ago).There was no real joy in my heart.He was the only person alive and able to speak in the case of the four including Li Hong, but he did not make any effort to disclose the inside information of the case before leaving Taiwan.He told me that the counselor and two other people would drive him to Taoyuan International Airport for his flight.I miss every minute of talking and spending time with him.During the writing of this article, I learned that he had arrived in his hometown in Hunan.In my interview work for "Sun Liren Research", Mr. Peng was already a very friendly interviewee; although, like most victims of the "Sun case", he still had doubts and fears and a tendency to close himself.The facts encountered in the interview of the "Sun case", as well as the difficulties and pressure encountered in the interview work, all show that we are all living in this corrupt environment.What destroys the precious love and righteousness between people?What makes it difficult, unnatural, to resist unseen, overwhelming pressure to express emotion naturally?Every time I think of Peng Keli's deliberate arrangement, pretending to meet General Sun at the train station by chance, in this way, I can meet the old officer; every time I think of the two old generals meeting in a crowd surrounded by surveillance personnel, I can't help it Live with tears in my eyes.