Chapter 2 Chapter two

I went to junior high school, and my youth exploded. The longer I grew, the uglier I was. I was tall, with a thin body supported by a bony skeleton, like a veritable skinny mule.The original chubby face has also become thin and long, and the pimples piled up one after another on the face to form hills on the Loess Plateau.Due to frequent outdoor activities, my body and face were smeared black by the sun. My parents said I was African.At this time, my interest in female classmates began to grow, but I became less and less confident in myself. The arrogance I had when I was superior to female classmates in elementary school disappeared.Fortunately, those few buddies of mine have always been consistent with me and surrounded me closely, which allows me to retain a little bit of psychological comfort.

But Ye Shengnan grew more and more beautiful, her triangular face became a duck egg shape, and the freckles on her skin disappeared unconsciously. The watery eyeballs are reminiscent of the purple grapes on the grape trellis after the rain. The thatch turned into a waterfall with plenty of water at some point, and her long black hair often flutters in the wind. Later, she combed her hair into a She wore two braids, and she fanned as soon as she walked. When I saw her braids fanning, my heart fluttered for some reason.She began to become dazzling in the school, and often participated in various social activities on behalf of our school as a boutique among the students.I have an inferiority complex in front of her, as if she is Snow White and I am the boss of the seven dwarfs.I dare not get in touch with her. Although I really want to get close to her in my heart, I pretend to be arrogant and indifferent on the surface and ignore her.There was a severe split between action and thought, which made many of my behaviors seem very eccentric.

"Why did you become so weird after entering junior high school? When people talk to you, you coax and ignore them, and when they ignore you, you find fault. You are vicious in everything, like a wild wolf, no, it's more accurate Say it like a stubborn little donkey." Later, when Ye Shengnan commented on my junior high school situation, I knew what was going on, but in order not to let her enjoy the glory, I didn't tell her what was going on. It was after the "Cultural Revolution" that I had a definite feeling of love for her. The "Cultural Revolution" has begun, you don't have to go to class, you don't have to do homework, as long as you hang the words "Red Guards" on your arm, you can travel around for free, and you can let go of yourself as long as you say "rebellion is justified" Everything we wanted to do, we were so excited to the point of madness, we took disaster as a blessing, and misfortune as good luck.I organized with ribs, battered bread, and braised pork, and pulled a group of victims of the past bourgeois education line to form our own combat team. When discussing the name of the combat team, because at that time the proletarian headquarters called for breaking the old and building the new , People all over the country who have not been beaten into ghosts and monsters, and can run, took the big scissors and went all over the street to find women with long hair to cut their braids, saying that it was breaking the four olds, so we named our combat team the Old Red Guards .The so-called victims of the bourgeois education line, to put it bluntly, are students like us who don’t study well, who only make trouble, can’t study, and teachers don’t like to see them. Nowadays, such students are called poor students, but there was no such standard title at that time.Unexpectedly, there were quite a few students like us, and soon our combat team grew and became the most famous student rebel organization in the city.

Our first object of criticism is Mr. Hu.After being exposed, Mr. Hu’s family background was a rich peasant, and I realized that it’s no wonder she was so cruel to us.In the process of being my teacher for a long time, her punishment of me and my classmates has become one crime after another of cruelly persecuting the successors of the revolution.We dragged her to the stage to criticize her stubborn implementation of the counter-revolutionary education line and her class revenge against the successors of the revolution.I never hit her at the criticism meeting, and I never let her "fly on the plane". I just banned her right to stand upright on two feet and let her reflect on all fours.My father’s method of punishing me was successfully applied to Mr. Hu by me, and it quickly became popular. The whole school and even the revolutionary rebels in the city learned this method, and the criticism meeting in our city has a solid foundation. The characteristics are different across the country. The person being criticized does not face the revolutionary masses or stand or kneel and bow his head to plead guilty, but face the ground and lie on the ground with his limbs supported. Whoever has a good confession attitude can reduce the time for reflection.

At that time, everyone spread the praises of my various deeds, saying that I was clever and had many methods. In fact, these methods were all learned from my father. Although my mother’s methods can make people hurt more, they are too common and twist people’s flesh. Besides, if it's a woman, it's not convenient for us boys to screw people up. If we can't do it, others will say that we are hooligans.Just when our revolutionary rebellion was in full swing, Ye Shengnan came to me and said she wanted to join our dilapidated Red Guard.Although I very much welcome her to join our combat team, I still can't decide on my own.We are a fighting group, with a commander (that's me), a political commissar (braised pork), and an organization minister (ribs), and the battered bread became the chief of staff.Ye Shengnan wanted to join our dilapidated Red Guard, so I had to hold a meeting to discuss and study, but none of them agreed to recruit her.Their reasons are very good: First, Ye Shengnan's mother was labeled as a bad element from the very beginning of the "Cultural Revolution", because it was revealed that her mother often stole Chinese cabbage from the cafeteria and made steamed buns stuffed with cabbage.Second, Ye Shengnan used to be the darling of the bourgeois education line. Now that she wants to join the proletarian combat team, there may be some conspiracy and tricks, and she may want to inform ghosts and snakes.Third, braised pig's trotters used to surround Ye Shengnan all day long, and the relationship between the two of them was unclear. Now braised pig's trotters are opposite to us, maybe Ye Shengnan is a spy sent by braised pig's trotters.In my heart, I hope to recruit Ye Shengnan to join our revolutionary team, because Ye Shengnan is beautiful.Although she didn't become a Red Guard, she always wore the yellow military uniform she got from who knows where, and she looked heroic.Besides, I didn't eat less of the steamed stuffed buns made of cabbage stolen by her mother at that time.But since ribs, battered bread, and braised pork are unanimously opposed to absorbing her, I can't be too persistent.As the saying goes, being a thief has a guilty conscience, I want to absorb Ye Shengnan for an impure purpose, so I dare not persist, for fear that they will see through my thoughts.

This day, my subordinate reported that the braised pig's trotters had come to ask me to meet, which surprised us.We organized the Old Red Guards, and the Braised Pig’s Trotters organized the Lixin Red Guards, which sounded bigger than us, but the population was actually less than half of ours.Although there is a great disparity in strength, they still oppose us everywhere.This is not surprising, this is the consistent style of braised pig's trotters. Chairman Mao has endless fun fighting against the sky, earth and people, and braised pig's feet is endlessly fun fighting with Yang Wei.

We carefully analyzed the various possibilities for him to ask me out. After democratic concentration, we think that there are only two possibilities for him to ask me out: one is to officially post a post and fight us to the death.Another possibility is to lure me into their ambush circle, come to capture the thief first and capture the king first, take me as a commander hostage, and force us to surrender to them.No matter what the hell they're planning, I can't refuse to agree to the appointment. If I don't meet him at the agreed time and place, it will prove that we are cowards. If we are afraid of them, they will make a big fanfare and blow us away. Since then, there has been no foothold in the rebel organization.

Ribs said: "Go or go, but we have to make full preparations, so we can't suffer." The braised pork said: "Yes, go, get ready, you won't suffer." Paste Bread also said: "If you want not to suffer, you must prepare." Others repeated these few words over and over again. Readers, please don’t laugh at us. At that time, we had this virtue when we spoke in meetings. Whoever can say the same thing in different words is a good person. If things go on like this, everyone has developed this problem. Even if the opinions are completely consistent, no one will If there is no higher trick, you have to use different expressions to repeat it.

So we made full preparations and ambushed heavy soldiers at the pre-appointed place. Everyone prepared weapons, including sticks, stones, belts, battered bread, and even the slingshot he used to shoot birds.At that time, martial arts had not yet developed to the point of using guns and knives, and there were still big debates, big criticisms, and talking without hands. The equipment like ours was already fully armed.I am different from them, I carry a handful of military stabs in my arms, and I have made up my mind that if the braised pig's trotters dare to harm me, I will pass him by.At that time, I hated him more than ever. I wished he would be run over by a car, because he was always courting Ye Shengnan. I thought in my heart that I would be close to Ye Shengnan but I couldn't practice it. Combining ideals with practice is his forte.

"I'll talk to you about cooperation." He has more pimples on his face than mine, and his head is half a head lower than mine, but much stronger than me. He singled out one-on-one, not necessarily his opponent. "Cooperation for what?" The place where we met was Dongfanghong Square, at the foot of the huge statue of Chairman Mao.I looked around carefully and found nothing unusual. What surprised me the most was that he came alone. "My Lixin Red Guard Regiment joins forces with your dilapidated Red Guard to form a new revolutionary rebel organization. You will be the commander and I will be the deputy commander."

I was stunned, I don't know what trouble is hidden in this kid's stomach.He looked at me calmly, and I felt that he had the power to treat death as if it were home. "You are a leadership team, and there are also political commissars, deputy political commissars, chief of staff, deputy chief of staff, etc. You will not be the only one appointed, right?" I asked him. "Other positions are considered and arranged by you. We are all for a common revolutionary goal. We will defend to the death the proletarian revolutionary headquarters with Chairman Mao as the commander and Vice-Chairman Lin as the deputy commander. Only when we are united can we be more powerful. Well counterattack the counterattack of the bourgeois command." This kid spoke very loudly about the revolutionary truth, but I didn't believe him at all, because he grew up against me all the time.The conflict between me and him belongs to the kind of natural enemy type where I can't tell the truth and he can't tell the truth.I was afraid of this kid's braised pig's trotter spirit, and knowing that if I talked about it with him, I might not be able to figure it out for a year or so, so I asked him plainly: "First, although you are the commander of your Red Guard, Do you have the final say? Second, even if you have the final say, what conditions do you have? Third, if you join us, what is the name of our rebel organization?" He said: "First, what I say will definitely count. If others disagree, I can do ideological and political work; second, I have only one condition, and let Ye Shengnan also join the Red Guard organization." I suddenly noticed that when he mentioned the second point, his face blushed a little, and his attitude was a little awkward.He wanted to continue, but I interrupted him: "Are you really on good terms with Ye Shengnan?" He glared at me and said forcefully, "It's none of your business. Thirdly, combining the two names of the combat team, it's called the Red Guards that Destroy the Old and Establish the New." I suddenly realized that he did this for Ye Shengnan!I asked him: "Don't you just want Ye Shengnan to be a Red Guard? Let her join your combat team, so why bother?" I broke his mind, he lowered his head and said with great reluctance: "She doesn't want to, she just wants to join your combat team." When he said this, the expression on his face moved me , it was a scene of tragedy mixed with expressions of misery, loss, sadness, and helplessness. His words made me stunned again, my mind turned for a while, and a small bright spot suddenly appeared in my heart. This bright spot was just a vague feeling, a vague feeling.I asked him a little abruptly: "You keep getting in trouble with me, does it have something to do with Ye Shengnan?" What I didn't expect was that he actually nodded affirmatively: "That's right, we are all adults, we are all revolutionary rebel fighters, and revolutionaries must be frank and upright. It doesn't matter if I say it. I like Ye Shengnan, but I I always feel that you have a natural connection with her, and she always treats you well and turns a blind eye to me, so I start to hate you and hate you." I couldn't help but say: "Are you fucking nonsense? What natural connection do I have with Ye Shengnan? I don't like Ye Shengnan as much as you do. Besides, when did Ye Shengnan treat me well? Why don't I know." "She has been kind to you since she was a child, and gave you buns to eat." This incident really happened, Ye Shengnan often gave me cabbage stuffed buns wrapped with cabbage stolen by her mother when she was in school.That was when I went to elementary school. After I went to middle school, the living conditions improved. Maybe her mother didn’t steal cabbage, so she stopped making buns stuffed with cabbage, and she stopped bringing buns stuffed with cabbage when she went to school.I've been hiding this matter from others, but I didn't expect that braised pig's trotters would have discovered it a long time ago, and it turned out to be the root cause of his opposition to me for so many years.I scolded him in my heart, it's really a braised pig's trotter, with bones, skin and meat, but no brains. "Would you like what I said?" I said, "Aren't you afraid that after I let Ye Shengnan join my combat team, my natural connection with her will be closer?" He said: "To be precise, it is our combat team. I believe that your natural relationship with her will not last long. In the past, your fathers were all officials, and your family lived in the cadre courtyard. You are both in the cadre courtyard." Child, you will soon have no such natural relationship with her." "What's the meaning?" "It's nothing interesting. In the era of the Great Revolution, everything can happen. People's relationships are being rearranged and people's identities are also changing. Just wait, as long as you have the ability, you will still be the commander after our merger. But if you don't have the ability, the commander may be me." He is simply too ignorant, his estimate of me is too low, he is too ignorant of my position in my combat team, I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't, his expression was very solemn, I couldn't smile at his look.I said to him word by word: "I agree with your proposal, not for Ye Shengnan, but to see why you should replace me as the commander of the combat team." We had an emergency meeting immediately after he left. I talked about the proposal of the braised pig's trotters to the ribs, battered bread, and braised pork. I didn't say that the braised pig's trotters had a crush on Ye Shengnan. I didn't think it was manly enough, and I was afraid of being exposed my mind.I just said that their purpose is to strengthen the revolutionary team, that they wanted to merge with us because our combat team has great influence and combat effectiveness, and also mentioned the conditions they set. Everyone has carefully studied the various possibilities that exist, and really can't think of any harm they can do to us if we merge with them.So on the premise that we arrange the leadership team, we unanimously agreed to merge with them.If the merger is realized, our Red Guards who have broken down the old and established the new will have an absolute advantage in numbers and become a rebel organization second only to the workers' rebel group. After the meeting, I went back home. Since the "Cultural Revolution" began, I went home less and less often, and my brother Erdan rarely came home. Both Erdan and I made compromises. My dad seems to be an outrageous and bad thing.I dragged my homeroom teacher, Mr. Hu, to the stage to criticize it, and it became something that my dad hated. My dad scolded me when he saw me, and expressed extreme dislike for me to criticize Teacher Hu. He said that he dragged his teacher to the stage. There is no difference between criticizing and fighting from above and slapping one's parents by hand. They are all treason against the family.I argued with him with revolutionary principles, but he was not as familiar with memorizing revolutionary principles as I was, so I became angry and said that he did not have a disobedient son like me.Since then we have been busy with our own business. Although we seldom see each other again, I have a thick skin and forbid scolding. From time to time, I want to go home and have a look after I have nothing to do. The art path that my dad hated. My younger brother Erdan loves literature and art. Not long after the "Cultural Revolution" began, he used his strengths to join the Red Trumpet Mao Zedong Thought Propaganda Team.My dad is the son of a farmer. In addition to the fallacy that everything is low-quality and only high-study is high in his mind, he also deeply hides the idea of ​​farming. In his mind, actors who sing, dance and perform on stage are definitely low-level things. He is dead. Can not enter the ancestral grave.Now Er Dan is bouncing up and down on stage all day long, which annoys my dad very much.That day after Erdan’s performance ended, he ran home to get a change of clothes without bothering to take off his clothes. When he saw his face smeared like a monkey’s buttocks, his eyebrows painted like two black brooms, and his lips with bright red lipstick, my dad sighed. He scolded the bastard: "I don't know which opera actor urinated on our Yang family's ancestral grave and gave birth to such a worthless thing like you. Get out! You are not allowed to enter this family from now on!" Dudan retorted: "Why am I worthless? Why is it worthless to promote Mao Zedong Thought and Chairman Mao's revolutionary line?" My dad scolded him: "You are very promising, but you are a second talent, so if you are promising, don't go back to this house. If you continue to dance around and act as an actor, I will break your dog legs!" At that time, the revolutionary enthusiasm was extremely high, and he retorted: "If you don't return, you won't return. Life is a person of Chairman Mao's revolutionary line, and death is a ghost of Chairman Mao's revolutionary line. If you have a second life, you will have a second life. From now on, I will be better than you. Promise.” My dad swung the soles of his shoes to slap him, but he ran away, and went to the province to join the Mao Zedong Thought Propaganda Team of the rebels there, and became a backbone of literature and art, with food and shelter. go home again.Since then, people in our family have stopped calling him a douchebag, and called him a dude with the same caliber.Although I know that my father's statement is a feudal remnant, but when he said that the old Yang family's ancestral grave made the actor urinate, the abhorrent sorrow and disappointment on his face still remained in my heart. It left a deep impression on me, and let me understand that being an actor is a profession that humiliates my ancestors, even if it is an actor who promotes Mao Zedong Thought.The psychological hints I received during my teenage years were so powerful that I would never envy or pursue careers such as entertainers and stars in my life. When I got home, my mother asked me, "Did you know that the rebels posted your father's big-character poster?" I don't know, but I can't say I don't know, because I am a student leader in the rebel faction. I answered the question and said, "What's the point of posting one or two big-character posters? As long as my father firmly stands on the side of Chairman Mao's revolutionary line, Those who accept the criticism of the revolutionary masses and the test of the revolutionary movement are revolutionary cadres.” My mother said: "Your father has stood on the side of Chairman Mao's revolutionary line all his life, and he still needs the education of you young brats. Let me remind you in advance, don't think that your head is an iron lump, use your head Hit the city gate, when the city gate is open, you crash in, and when the city gate closes, you will have a bloody head." My dad didn't come back that night, so my mom called him everywhere in a hurry, but couldn't find him anywhere.I didn't care, my dad is a joint cadre, and he is working hard to maintain the basic needs of the city's survival. He ranks low in the city, and people don't take him too seriously. The main target of their struggle is the municipal party committee. The secretary and the mayor won't take away the power of the five or six in command. As long as they take away the power of the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor, they will have everything.I slept at home that night and had several dreams about Ye Shengnan, all of which were pure and poetic, without any obscenity.I still remember a dream that Chairman Mao received us. I saw that only Ye Shengnan and I were interviewed. Chairman Mao was very tall, and we looked up at him.Chairman Mao was very kind and said to Ye Shengnan and me with a smile: "You are revolutionary rebel fighters and my Red Guards. May I introduce you two to get married?" It's really not the time, I haven't heard what Ye Shengnan meant.But I think that if Chairman Mao can really match us, she will definitely agree to marry me without hesitation, even though I am not motivated in my studies, have many pimples on my face, and my nose is often ruddy. My mother often said that dreams are reversed, and good dreams often indicate bad luck.When I woke up in the morning, I recalled the scene in my dream, and suddenly thought of what my mother said, and my heart suddenly turned cold. According to her theory, my relationship with Ye Shengnan has no future.You Ye Shengnan suddenly thought of the great revolutionary event of merging with the braised pig's hooves and their regiment today, so I washed my face in twos and threes, and ran towards the combat team.My mother called me from behind: "Big Dan, go find your dad and see if your dad is okay!" Da Dan is my nickname, I hurriedly said: "You let the younger sister go and have a look, I will go when I am done with work." When I arrived at the team headquarters, I made an appointment with my comrades to go to their regiment to discuss the merger.The braised pig's trotters did not know what kind of tricks he used to convince his comrades that our two hit it off.In terms of personnel arrangements, apart from what was agreed in advance that I would be the commander and the pig's trotters would be the deputy commander, there was not much difference in the appointment of the others. Chief of Staff, Deputy Chief of Staff, Political Commissar, Deputy Political Commissar, Minister of Operations, Minister of Organization... …Anyway, our officials don’t need to be approved by their superiors, they are all appointed by themselves, and they can be appointed to whatever position they think of. Everyone has a title and everyone is very happy, so the merger is considered a success.Then we issued a formal letter to the people of the city, printed it into leaflets and posted it all over the streets, announcing to the people of the city the important news that our two rebel organizations have joined forces to form the Red Guards to destroy the old and establish the new. The organization grew stronger, and we successfully changed the dilapidated Red Guards into the dilapidated Lixin Red Guards, and I recruited Ye Shengnan into our Red Guards according to the verbal agreement with Braised Pig's Trotters.When I personally put the red armband embroidered with the words "Red Guards" on Ye Shengnan's arm, Ye Shengnan's eyes were filled with tears, and her face was flushed with excitement. The red face and watery eyes reminded me of the dream in my dream. When Chairman Mao made a match for the two of us, my heart started beating violently.I don't know how it happened, but I blurted out on impulse: "Comrade Ye Shengnan is highly motivated for revolution, I propose her to be the deputy director of the Propaganda Department." The stewed pig's trotters gave me a sideways glance meaningfully, and I noticed that my face was hot, but he said, "I agree." The commander and deputy commander agreed, and the others had nothing to say, so I pinned a badge of Chairman Mao on Ye Shengnan's armband. This is the difference between Red Guard cadres and ordinary Red Guards.Then we came down to the swearing-in ceremony. We all stood in front of the standard portraits of Chairman Mao and Vice-Chairman Lin, held up our right fists, and began to swear: "Swear to the death to defend Chairman Mao's revolutionary line, and to defend to the death the party headed by Chairman Mao and Vice-Chairman Lin as the deputy." Headquarters of the proletariat, fight for life to defend Chairman Mao's revolutionary line..." My dad was dragged to the stage of criticism on the third day after we merged with Braised Pig’s Trotters. Braised Pig’s Trotters informed me that the Directorate General of Industry was going to launch a general attack on the bourgeois reactionary line, and a meeting of ten thousand people was going to be convened. All the capitalist roaders who have been caught, those who are being caught, and those who are still unrepentant have been wiped out.The General Department of Works asked us to act in unison with them, and mobilize all Red Guards who can participate in the battle to participate in their two-line massacre.We have always been in close collusion with the SIC, often taking joint actions, supporting each other, and echoing each other from a distance.So after the stewed pig's trotters notified me, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong. After a brief discussion with him, I called the Directorate of Industry and Commerce. The task we assigned was to help them detain people on the stage. They Whoever is called, we will escort them to the stage.In addition, we were also responsible for shouting slogans. Two announcers, one male and one female, took turns or jointly led the people attending the conference to shout various slogans, forming strong mental pressure on those who were criticized.These are our specialties, a well-done business, I immediately called other comrades in arms, and as soon as I talked about the matter, the task was immediately assigned. On the second day, as usual, I waited until the venue was ready before going to the venue. When I went, I usually sat on the rostrum, and my subordinates did all the trivial things such as escorting people and shouting slogans. I don't have to worry about it at all.All of us wore old yellow military uniforms, old yellow military caps, and bright red armbands on our arms, and strode into the venue with our heads held high.Our Red Guards are different from the General Division of Industry. We are very particular about our attire. It is the standard Red Guards’ attire, and the military uniforms should be as old as possible. The ones that are washed to whitish and only have a little yellow are the best. If they are washed torn Even if it is patched, it will be too shabby.The General Department of Industry is different from us. They are not regular Red Guards. They wear denim uniforms, and the words "Red Guards" are not printed on the armbands, but "General Department of Industry". As soon as we walked into the venue, we were particularly eye-catching. The revolutionary masses who participated in the meeting of ten thousand people paid attention to us, and we felt even more heroic and heroic, and we felt more powerful and proud.The Criticism Criticism Conference has begun, and the momentum this time is indeed different from the previous ones. Almost all cadres above the division level were dragged under the stage, and leaders at the city level were pulled onto the stage. Only then did I suddenly realize that my dad was also bet on the stage.I haven't seen my dad for some days. My mother asked me to find my dad the day before yesterday. I pushed the task of finding my dad to my younger sister. It seems that my younger sister couldn't find him either.My dad had lost some weight, was unshaven, and looked a little wimpy.I felt like I had knocked over the bottle of five flavors. I couldn't tell what the taste was when I mixed them together. Ye Shengnan participated in the revolutionary action for the first time, and the revolutionary slogans were shouted loudly, and her crisp voice was like a small trumpet.She is paired with braised pork, the braised pork is fat, the throat is oily, and the voice is thick and round, just like a bel canto tenor, you shout at the same voice and I shout at the same voice, sometimes at the same time, the crowd below also shouts. They all raised their fists and shouted.They chanted revolutionary slogans loudly, but my head was like a teapot filled with boiling water, hot and messy, and I completely lost the ability to respond to and think about external affairs. "Yang Guodong, stand up!" Braised pig's feet suddenly shouted.Yang Guodong was my father. When my father was pulled out from the crowd, he asked loudly, "Yang Guodong, tell the revolutionary masses honestly, how did you faithfully implement the bourgeois counter-revolutionary line?" My dad said: "I will do what others do." The stewed pig's feet asked again: "Yang Guodong, you have made it clear to the revolutionary masses, who are the cadres above the division level standing on and off the stage?" My dad hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice but very clearly: "The vast majority of them are good people and good cadres. I, like them, have carried out the bourgeois reactionary line, but the bourgeois reactionary line is not ours. It was invented and deployed from above, so it’s no wonder they.” My dad's answer pissed off the braised pig's trotters, his face was flushed and he was panting heavily, like a big boar in heat.According to the usual practice, it is time to start chanting revolutionary slogans to put strong pressure on the capitalist roaders. However, Ye Shengnan and Braised Pork led the shouting. Seeing my dad being pulled out to show the public, they were a little confused. do not know what to do with it.Braised pig's trotters snatched the microphone in the past and took the lead in shouting: "Resolutely defeat the unrepentant capitalist road establishment Yang Guodong!" "Yang Guodong's dishonest confession will knock him down completely and step on 10,000 feet so that he will never stand up again!" The slogan was so loud that my head was buzzing. At this time, two people from the General Directorate of Industry rushed up and cut my dad's arm backwards, pushed him to the right front of the table, and pushed him to the ground. He landed on all fours, and made the kind of action he often asked me to do in the past: "You should reflect on yourself honestly, and don't talk or move!" My dad had no choice but to make that humiliating action in front of everyone. My heart was about to explode, but I couldn't do anything. "Ye Ruifang, come out!" Ye Ruifang is Ye Shengnan's father, and he is the director of my father's city government agency. I don't know what he is doing with the stewed pork at this time. "Tell me, who are these people?" "They are all capitalist roaders who stubbornly adhere to the bourgeois counter-revolutionary line." "Then are you willing to return to Chairman Mao's proletarian revolutionary line?" "Yes, in order to express my firm determination to return to the revolutionary line of the great leader Chairman Mao, I will now expose to the revolutionary masses the crimes committed by the unrepentant capitalist roader Yang Guodong in carrying out the bourgeois reactionary line." Next, he took out A piece of paper prepared in advance began to be read, exposing and criticizing how my father faithfully implemented the bourgeois counter-revolutionary line.After he finished exposing and criticizing, Braised Pig's Trotters took the lead in shouting slogans: "Warmly welcome Comrade Ye Ruifang to return to Chairman Mao's proletarian revolutionary line! Warmly welcome Comrade Ye Ruifang to return to the ranks of the revolutionary rebels!" The stewed pig's trotters took the lead in shouting revolutionary slogans hoarsely, but left Ye Shengnan and the braised pork aside who had specially arranged to shout the slogans.Ye Shengnan's father straightened up, followed the guidance of the stewed pig's trotters and returned to the ranks of the revolutionary masses below the stage. "The following will be Yang Wei, the commander of the Red Guards who destroy the old and establish the new!" The head of the General Industry Department presided over the meeting suddenly announced. I was stunned, this was not on the agenda of the meeting, and I didn't know what to say. "He has no right to represent the Red Guards." At this time, the braised pig's trotters suddenly stood up, straightened his waist, and said confidently, "He is a black five, and his father is an unrepentant capitalist in power. Pai, he is a moth who has infiltrated the revolutionary ranks, an internal traitor planted by the bourgeois headquarters into the revolutionary mass organization. I propose that Yang Wei be dismissed immediately as the commander of the Red Guard.” "Agree, agree..." I realized at this moment that I didn't know when my side was full of his people. "Find out the five black classes who have sneaked into the revolutionary ranks! Down with the dog spies that the bourgeois capitalist roaders have placed in the revolutionary ranks!" His former comrades-in-arms chanted slogans together with him. Ribs, battered bread, and braised pork, my buddies, were blocked by their people, and there was nothing I could do in a hurry.I yelled at them loudly: "Brain pig's trotters, you are a counter-revolutionary coup d'état deliberate, your head can be cut off and blood can be shed, the proletarian revolutionary line must not be lost, the Red Guards were established by us, you have no right..." "Don't forget, I am the deputy commander of the Red Guard." In front of all the revolutionary masses, in front of all those in power taking the capitalist road, the Red Guards started fighting among themselves.At this time, the General Department of Industry and Commerce began to come forward to resolve the dispute. Their commander interrogated my father angrily: "Yang Guodong, tell me honestly, did you send Yang Wei to the revolutionary mass organization?" At this time, my father said something that disappointed me: "This young general is right. Yang Wei is the traitor planted by the bourgeois headquarters in the revolutionary mass organization. I planted it." I was stunned, and I was even more angry, ashamed and annoyed. If he hadn't been my father, I would have slapped him a few times right away.The scene was cold and quiet, and I knew in my heart that as soon as my father said this, my future would be ruined, and my rebellious career in the revolutionary rebel team would come to an end.I was downcast in my heart, but on the surface I made a posture with my head held high. I walked slowly through the crowd, no one stopped me, no one followed me, including ribs, battered bread, and braised pork. They obviously haven't recovered from the shock , one by one like numb mud tires.When I stepped off the stage, I suddenly felt someone following me. When I turned around, my heart was beating violently. Ye Shengnan was following me. Seeing me turn around, she forced a smile, her white teeth gleaming in the sun Pearly light.A fiery heat wave flooded my heart, and the heat wave turned into tears in an instant and almost squeezed out of my eyes.I made up my mind at that time that even without Chairman Mao as a matchmaker, I would still marry her, as long as she was willing to be with me. I thought of the stewed pig's trotters, and I turned my head and gave him a hard look, and I saw an expression on his face that made me very happy: all hope was lost, and the soul was lost.This guy successfully staged a coup, but pushed Ye Shengnan from his side to mine. I want Ye Shengnan to be the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror forever in his mind.At that moment, I changed from a loser to a winner, thanks to Ye Shengnan.