Chapter 8 glorious isolation

The serious incident of Huang Guiying, the director of the Bangzijing Village Poor Association being beaten by class enemies, shocked the leading comrades of the commune and the county poverty association.They either rode bicycles or took jeeps to the remote villages at the foot of Nanyuan Pogen, expressing concern and condolences with heavy hearts. The old lady Bangzi was deeply moved, and shed tears that could not be wiped away in front of the leaders.She struggled to support herself with her arms, trying to sit up, lying down and talking to the county leaders, it was too impolite.The leader kindly pressed her shoulders and resolutely persuaded her to continue lying down and recuperate quietly without moving around. There is no need to pay attention to etiquette, the important thing is to recuperate!She just lay down and listened carefully to the words of encouragement from her superiors.She felt honoured, even flattered.OK!Let the men, women and children of Bangzijing Village take a look, and the leader of the county in a small car came to visit Huang Guiying in person!Any farmer in Bangzijing suffered from sores, got sick, or even died of old age. Except for their relatives who came to visit, which ordinary farmer did the leaders of the commune and the county visit?She was in a very good mood. Hu Xuansheng's insults brought her a rare honor, and now he himself is squatting in the detention center of the County Public Security Bureau.She told the leaders that she was never afraid of retaliation, and that in Bangzijing, a village where the class struggle is becoming more and more incisive and complicated, she would take good care of the poor and lower-middle peasants...

All the visitors were moved by the fighting spirit shown by this fifty-year-old country woman.In front of Mrs. Bangzi, the director of the County Poor Association instructed the little secretary who came with him to sort out the deeds of Comrade Huang Guiying and distribute them to organizations of poverty associations at all levels to learn her fighting spirit; and sincerely engage in self-criticism , because of bureaucracy, I did not find such a good comrade with a fighting spirit... The daughter adopted by Mrs. Bangzi has grown up. During the day, she waits by her side in front of the kang, silently handing out water and meals. At night, Jing Rong's fifth child takes care of her instead.

"How do you feel?" After laying down for five days, the old lady of Bangzi still hadn't recovered. Jing Rong's fifth child was a little anxious, "Does your waist still hurt?" "It's lighter, but my waist still hurts so much that I can't turn over." The old lady Bangzi frowned, looking very painful. Jing Rong's fifth child sighed, then lowered his head to smoke silently.In any case, she spent most of her life with him as an old married couple.She was injured by a younger generation of juniors, and he felt sad.He couldn't relieve her pain, and he couldn't feel the extent of her pain. He just lay down like this, and he was very worried, what if he became paralyzed?He is the kind of craftsman who is timid and doesn't want to provoke disputes, so he said: "If it still doesn't get better, I'll take you to the big hospital in the city for an examination to see if the injury is a bone?"

"Let's talk in two days..." the old lady Bangzi said weakly. At this time, the accountant sent a notice. "What notice?" the old lady Bangzi asked while lying down. "The commune will hold a 'Learn and Use Lecture Meeting' and invite you to attend." The accountant replied, "Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, the meeting will last for three days." After the accountant left, Jing Rong's fifth son persuaded, "You are sick, send someone else to go!" "It doesn't matter if the other meeting is held or not, this meeting must be held!"

Jing Rong's fifth brother was about to seriously persuade him, but before he could open his mouth, he was surprised to see that his wife, who was moaning and moaning in pain just now, suddenly sat up, threw off the quilt, and immediately slipped down the kang, her hands clenched. Wearing a trouser belt, like a general about to go to war.He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked: "Are you—are you recovering from your illness..." "Okay!" the old lady Bangzi said angrily, "I'm not hurt, and I'm not sick, so let that kid go to the labor camp!" After hearing this, Jing Rong's fifth child lowered his head in embarrassment, pretended to be smoking silently, and couldn't open his mouth anymore.Although the worry about his wife being paralyzed was relieved, her behavior of pretending to be sick and calling for pain to magnify the situation caused Hu Dazuo's son to be put on the rope, which made the kind-hearted old gardener feel condemned by his conscience.

He inherited a jujube slingshot bow from his father's generation, and he also inherited his father's family motto of relying on craftsmanship to make a living and being an upright person. He played slingshots for others to earn money for food, and he didn't want to deliberately set up a trap to hurt anyone.After he participated in the collective production of the agricultural cooperative, he hung up a slingshot; although he was nostalgic for the free life of walking around with a slingshot on his back, he still followed his father's precepts of getting along with others, obeying the cadres' assignments, and not avoiding or picking. He works light and heavy, and lives in Bangzi Bing Village.Because the old woman ascended to the highest authority in the village, he pays more attention to kind words and deeds, and is friendly with others, in order to make up for the loss of friendship in the township party caused by the old woman who caused trouble.Seeing that Mrs. Bangzi was really pretending to be sick, he suddenly felt disgusted, and used smoking to adjust this unpleasant mood.

The old lady Bangzi washed her face with water and combed her messy hair. What would the leaders of the commune and the county think if they knew that the person they had come to visit despite the long distance was not an injured person, but a completely good person?What would the County Public Security Bureau do if they knew the truth that Hu Xuansheng hadn't injured Huang Guiying?Oh!In that way, from inside to outside, from bottom to top, his wife will be notorious!In recent days, seeing the neighbors scurrying in and out of Hu Dazuo's gatehouse, the peasants did not come to visit the victims of the beating, but sympathized with the parents of Hu Xuansheng, who caused the beating and the accident, which made Jing Rong's old five feel sad. under pressure.Now, he feels that this invisible pressure is getting heavier, how can he meet and talk to the township party when he goes out...

"You're going to a meeting, and I don't dare to stop you." Jing Rong's fifth brother thought over and over again to ease his emotions, and persuaded him gently, "Talk to the leader during the meeting, and pay attention to the size! After this incident, we should also Learn more flexibly, talk and do things, think more about the front, back, left, and right..." "Class enemies are fighting inside my gate, and you tell me to pretend to be a fool!" the old lady Bangzi said angrily, "Tell me, what are you thinking about?" "I mean, say what should be said, and don't say what should not be said." Jing Rong's fifth child still said patiently, "We are already fifty years old!"

"Did I say something I shouldn't have said?" "The fucking situation of choosing a baby...you shouldn't be talking nonsense to the people who came up from the army!" "Talk to him!" The old bangzi was really angry, "I'm not right, why can't you deal with his son?" "Don't think that if we do the election, the township party will scold us!" Jing Rong's fifth son said sadly.He thought it necessary to remind his wife, who had lost her normal sense, that despite the leaders of the commune and county coming to visit you, men and women from Bangzijing Village flocked to Hu Dajiao's house.He finally put the public opinion in front of her, trying to make her calm down, "People call you 'hope people are poor', you are blind, even I hate it!"

"It's a good thing to be opposed by the enemy." The old lady of Bangzi replied dismissively, but her voice became even stronger, "The director of the County Poor Association criticized you for lagging behind. Why do you just laugh and don't talk?" "Isn't the township party an enemy?" Jing Rong's fifth child argued, "The director of the County Poor Association criticized me for being backward. I didn't say anything, but I saw him coming from afar and gave him courtesy. I didn't accept it either!" "You are afraid of being scolded, so you stay away." The old bangzi didn't want to talk to the backward man any longer, "I will handle my affairs, so don't you mutter in front of me in the future!"

Glancing at this unknown woman with disgust, Jing Rong's fifth child stood up, walked out of the yard with a cigarette bag in his hand, and squatted on the blue stone in the open field outside the door.The moon is melting.Bangzijing Village has long been silent.From the large or small light-emitting windows of each family, he thought of the couples talking in harmony in front of the windows under the lights, discussing how to arrange family life, right?Are you discussing about ordering a daughter-in-law for your son or finding a husband's house for your daughter?Whether rich or poor, people live in peace and tranquility.He is approaching his sixtieth year, and he hopes to live a peaceful life in his later years, especially in today's chaotic society, he hopes to have a peaceful and harmonious family.Now, in a world so large, there was no quiet corner in which he could work, eat, and sleep... Alas!He concluded that there will be more troubles in the gatehouse of his house in the future, and the entanglement with Hu Xuansheng is just a precursor.Those county commune cadres who came to visit his gatehouse by bicycle or jeep, only encouraged his wife to fight, but they didn't know that they completely destroyed Jingrong's fifth family's relationship with neighbors!Their words burned his ignorant wife like fire, her ass was so hot that she couldn't sit still!There's nothing he can do... Mrs. Bangzi attended the "Lecture Meeting" held by the commune on time.Her speech aroused strong repercussions. "It's really an old man who never grows old..." "Comrade Huang Guiying really sleeps with her eyes open—the vigilance is the highest!" "Learn it well, use it well, have class feelings..." The old lady Bangzi was simply overwhelmed. She was greeted with smiling faces and words of warm praise that came to her ears. The unexpected great success made her feel the joy of life.At the end of the meeting on the first day, she was filled with joy that could not be contained, and walked the more than ten miles between the commune and Bangzijing with extra vigor, and returned triumphantly.Ever since a bridal sedan chair brought her into the unfamiliar Bangzijing Village, she has never been so proud today, and the words of praise from others over the past few decades are not as many as she heard in a day today! The old lady Bangzi rushed into the street gate excitedly, saw her son sitting on the bluestone pier in the yard drinking water and enjoying the shade, saw her enter the door, and blinked at her in vain, neither saying hello nor asking about hunger and thirst, and ruthlessly He rolled his eyes at her, turned around and walked out the street door. "What are you talking about in the commune?" The daughter walked out of the small kitchen with an apron tied around her waist. As soon as she saw her mother, she asked, as if she had been waiting for her for a long time. The daughter laughed and said, "You This is glorious! It is so glorious that the whole commune is famous!" "You—don't want to live?" Mrs. Bangzi suddenly fell from the scorching public commune into the ice cellar in her small courtyard.For a while, she couldn't figure out why her sons and daughters contradicted her, and couldn't stand the presumptuousness and rudeness of the younger generation, so she cursed, "It's the other way around!" "You are forcing others to jump into the well!" The daughter didn't take her mother's scolding seriously at all. She seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and retorted even more angrily, "You are playing aggressive. You are showing off your ability. You posted my father as compensation." Get in there, filth and filth! You're just—” On the podium of the commune’s auditorium, when the old lady Bangzi vividly recounted her deeds of fighting class enemies in Bangzijing Village, the commune’s self-run wired home loudspeaker accurately expressed every word she said, and smiled when she was happy. The sound, the cry when suffering from pain, and the coughing sound spread throughout every farmhouse in the entire commune.At that time, Jing Rong Lao Wu and his son and daughter were sitting in the yard, listening to each other blushing. When Mrs. Bangzi talked about her ideological struggle with the stubborn old man, the son jumped up and walked away. On the dirt wall next to Men Mei, she tore off the paper reed horn, threw it on the ground, and kicked it to pieces. The old lady Bangzi roughly understood the reason from her daughter's words.She is now in her small courtyard, facing her husband and children, and recalling her "Speaking" speech in the commune, she seems to realize that some words are too much, not only hurting the old man's face, but also hurting the face of the children, the children He has grown up!Those excessive words, probably in the frequent applause, her mouth became unable to close, she was a little regretful, and she was unwilling to show weakness in front of her children.So he turned his anger on Jing Rong's fifth head, and one of his sons and daughters blamed his mother, but he didn't stop or persuade him.She said: "Let's talk! Who wants him to talk all the time!" "You should also think about it. In your fifties, are you so active that you want to be a member of the Central Cultural Revolution Group?" The daughter sarcastically said, "You talk nonsense in the commune, and the villagers listen to the radio and scold you. Everyone is going to drown! You love glory, I find it shameful..." This is too much for a mother to bear, and the old bangzi's face turned sallow with anger, and scolded angrily: "You think I'm ashamed, get out!" "You treat embarrassment like cold water!" The son walked into the door at this time, and continued in a rough voice, which was even worse than his sister's words, "People treat you like a monkey, but you still think you can do it! Commune officials eat public food , earning wages, playing lip service. You keep up with others, are you not afraid that everyone will point your back?" The old lady Bangzi was isolated and helpless, besieged from all sides, trembling with anger, her face turned from yellow to blue, covered her face with her hands, and cried with a "woo". Jing Rong's fifth child glanced at his wife in disgust, then lowered his head to smoke his pipe.He was already prepared to be disobedient, ready to have a fight with his wife, and even planned to take a step back: separate the family, and live with such a woman, he can't live in peace.Now, the sons and daughters have said enough and bad enough, he swallowed everything he wanted to say, good old man!Words bordering on abusiveness from children should not be there.But for the hot-headed wife, good words of persuasion have become useless, and a few sarcastic words can cool her hot head, which may be just right.He felt that the situation could not get worse, so he opened his mouth to reprimand his sons and daughters who still refused to give up. "If you want to be an activist, go!" Hearing his father's reprimand, the son said angrily, "Separate me. I will live alone. I can't stand other people's eyes..." The son almost cried. "Separate me too! I live with my brother and my father." The daughter also exerted pressure, "You are active, you are revolutionary, and you live alone. My family is old and backward. I will not be honored by you, nor will you be angry with me!" The old lady of Bangzi didn't notice that she and Jing Rong's fifth adopted daughter and son had grown up and started making friends and partners of the same age in Bangzibing village and the surrounding villages.In her words and actions beyond the acceptance of ordinary rural farmers, she not only isolated herself, but also isolated her children among her young companions.The children heard the gossip left by others, and their faces burned! "You hate me so much... I'll leave your eyes... woo woo woo..." The old lady Bangzi cried so sadly, "I suffered a lot... I raised you two... woo woo..." The son shook his hand and walked out the door.The daughter didn't make any noise in the kitchen, and the bowls and plates were banging loudly. "You have to be obedient. The children are for your own good." Only then did Jing Rong's fifth child speak to persuade his weeping wife, "The people in the commune flattered you, and they coaxed the stupid dog to bite the stone lion! You should be People appreciate you!" "You yelled at me and scolded me... You don't like me... Hey hey..." "It's time to cultivate morality, don't ask people to look at us sideways. We are all old people!" Jing Rong's fifth child said sincerely, "My baby has grown up, and I have to stand in front of people! We have to suffer Damn, it's hard for children to speak in front of people..." These old-fashioned common sense of how to behave in the world are exactly the opposite of what the leaders of the commune say, and the difference is too far away.She was honored and praised in the commune, and she was besieged when she returned to the house, which was too difficult for her to accept.She couldn't listen to it. Jing Rong's fifth brother had repeated these worldly principles to her for countless times, and they didn't have any power.She couldn't justify herself, her sons and daughters were almost overwhelmingly on the side of the stubborn old man, which was too much of a threat to her.You must know that sons and daughters are not their own flesh and blood after all, and there is an irreparable barrier after all!What would she do if there was a real separation?Weeping and thinking, the old lady Bangzi forced herself to swallow the foul language of her son and daughter, and stopped speaking, which was considered to calm down the sudden outbreak of civil strife... Whether it is the sincere persuasion of Jing Rong's fifth child, or the stimulation of his son and daughter's vicious words, it is impossible to restore the influence of the old lady's "talking" in the outside world, let alone make the old lady stay quietly. In their small farmyard. After the commune's three-day "Lecture and Application Meeting", Mrs. Bangzi was selected as an activist who participated in the county's "Active Learning and Application".In the second half of the year, she participated in the "Lecture Meeting" in the county. Her speech aroused wider repercussions. The county radio station played all the recordings, and printed single-line materials were sent to various units under the county.Huang Guiying's name has already flown out from the remote Bangzijing Village, and the name is resounding in every corner of the county. In the spring of the next year, Mrs. Bangzi honored to attend the district "Active Learning and Utilization Accumulation Representative Meeting", and was elected as a representative of the province after the meeting.Mrs. Bangzi has an advantage that other representatives cannot compete with: an old lady in the countryside in her fifties who can't read a single character, but can learn to use it well, is bound to be a stimulus to many literate people!She is valued and welcomed everywhere.The provincial meeting will have to wait until the second half of the year, so the old lady Bangzi will return to Bangzijing Village for the time being. Jing Rong's fifth son and his children were so confused that they didn't dare to think about it. Maybe his wife would go to Beijing after the provincial "Accumulated Generation Meeting". I'm afraid it's hard to say!This is undoubtedly a wonderful irony to the way they have treated her in the past.Before his wife returned, he warned his children in advance: "Did you see clearly? Your mother can't let go now! We can't come back with our men's persuasion! She can do whatever she wants, and our men will live our days..."