Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Three Committee Members

one Among the members of the Town Political Consultative Conference, the two most eye-catching people are Ai Lao and Hong Yibing. Speaking of it, Mr. Ai is from an aristocratic family in the town.When his uncle abandoned his official position back then, when he passed by the county yamen, he would walk by without leaving his sedan chair, but the magistrate of the county later came to visit him in the town.Of course, there are some festivals in the middle: before the prosperity, he was a Taoist priest.Once, when I was chanting sutras in a dojo in a family, I couldn't survive the drowsiness and fell asleep in class, and I was scolded by my boss.Since then, I have vowed to go back to study.Returning after success and fame, he is naturally dignified and upright, and will not take a county magistrate in his eyes—although his official position is not higher than that of the county magistrate.The reason is that the county magistrate is a descendant of the family that beat him with a stick.Although this statement is a bit contemptuous, but the backbone of being a human being is there after all.In Ai Lao's generation, he has become an important figure in the town's cultural circle.

In the "Three Hundred Cases" battle that year, after Xiao Ding ran away in reckless anger, the task of writing "Even a Pond on the Flat Ground" fell to Lao Dong.The old director had made preparations in advance, and when Xiao Ding was leaving, he was dizzy with anger, he kept the first draft written by Xiao Ding quietly, copied it word for word, and wrote it down. Take it to Xiao Feng to do business. After reviewing it, Xiao Feng wrote a few words on the top of the first page of the manuscript: "I intend to hold a discussion meeting." After signing his name, he returned it to Old Dong.After reading his instructions, Old Dong didn't understand how to implement them, so he asked him again:

"Who will attend the seminar?" "Of course the three of us." "Which one is held?" "Of course it is me." "Then you want me to notify Elder Ai?" Xiao Feng thought about it and said: "No need." Then he said to Ai Lao beside him: "Let's hold a discussion meeting." Then let everyone speak.Ai Lao said that he hadn't read the manuscript yet, and he had no right to speak without investigation.Xiao Feng handed him the manuscript and asked Old Dong: "What's your opinion?" Let me talk about my views." He first talked about the general impression, the height of the times, the depth of the line, the heroic bearing, the enthusiasm of politics, the concentration of emotions, etc., and then made specific judgments from the perspective, structure, and text categories. The basic opinion is yes, but the language is not vivid enough.Then, he took the manuscript paper in Old Ai's hand, turned to a certain page, and said that this place can add the following paragraph: "The black leather bag of the county cadres, the yellow school bag of the commune secretary, the brigade cadres with their hands on their hips, and the production team leader carrying a shovel." , This kind of work style is absolutely not acceptable, it must be like the director of the Town Revolutionary Committee..." The original manuscript is continued below.

Before Xiao Feng finished speaking, Ai Lao slapped the table and shouted "Hello". When Team Leader Feng expressed his "opinion", Ai Lao's neck stretched and contracted with the rhythm of Team Leader Feng's tone, until Team Leader Feng said At the exciting part, he couldn't help hitting the knot. Old Dong tried his best to maintain the smile on his face, but couldn't stop blinking his eyes.Those four sentences, except that "the brigade cadres put their hands on their hips" can be said to have a poor image, the other few sentences have no certain relationship with the issue of "style".But he didn't express any objection, he hesitated for a while, then took the manuscript paper from Xiao Feng's hand, and added Xiao Feng's words.

Xiao Feng carefully reviewed the page that Old Dong added, and finally made a decision and said: "I think it's okay. We were determined before writing this manuscript, and we put our heart into it when writing it. Now it's being submitted for review. Faith. What do you see?" Ai Lao said: "I want it, I want it." Old Dong said, "I'll copy it again." The result of the trial was quite unsatisfactory. According to the reviewers, the lack of the manuscript is still in the language, that is, there is no "flashing language".This was originally one of the conditions that the "three hundred cases" must meet.Xiao Feng tried to explain that those four sentences about cadres' style of work seemed to have not been seen in other articles (he said this very modestly, and in his heart he thought those four sentences were simply the best songs of all time).The person in the General Office of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee who was in charge of reviewing the manuscripts in their area said bluntly that he had noticed those four sentences, which sounded very vivid.But "flashing language" is a rhetoric that is presented positively.Over ninety-five percent of our cadres are good or relatively good, but those four sentences obliterate this essence and regard the tributary as the mainstream. If you write it into the "three hundred cases", won't it be easy to be misunderstood? Used by class enemies?You must know that only class enemies can deliberately slander and attack our cadres in this way—especially after the establishment of our new red regime, isn’t it obvious that its vicious wolf ambitions are so vicious.

The man talked more and more vigorously, singing higher and higher, until Xiao Feng was in a cold sweat, and goose bumps crawled on his back.When he came back, he calmed down his emotions, tried his best to look happy, and said, the manuscript has basically passed the review, let us work harder, add icing on the cake, and refine the paragraph about the cadre's style of work (before this, he Those four sentences have been painted with ink so that no trace can be seen). Mr. Ai said, those four sentences are very refined, they make the paper full of brilliance, they are the spirit of the whole text, they are already perfected, how can they be refined? !Finding that those few words had been smeared, he was even more mournful, and exclaimed with righteous indignation: Who did this?

Xiao Feng picked up the mug to drink water. The mug was so big that it almost covered most of his face. "Googling" for a while, he put down the tank, and said: "People are also strict requirements, which means keeping improving." Ai Lao was still grumbling, aggrieved for Team Leader Feng.Xiao Feng had no choice but to say: "What you understand must be implemented, and what you don't understand must be implemented." The next few days were dull.Xiao Feng no longer has the heart to revise the script with Ai Lao and looks forward to the future success of the script.The three of them gathered around a brazier all day long, thinking hard about the "flashing language".Xiao Feng has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and dare not slack off.Old Dong Youyan refreshed himself and reluctantly supported him.After all, Wei Ai was older and weaker, and often couldn't bear it. When he fell asleep, he kicked over the teacup placed on the edge of the brazier, stirring up smoke and ashes into the sky.

During this time, people from other places and units waiting for the results of the review came to sit around and sit around. If there were too many sittings, one or two relatively familiar and sympathetic people saw that they were distressed, quietly passed on the scriptures to them, and asked them if they had given them any help. The reviewers in the province will send some souvenirs.One sentence reminded Xiao Feng.Suddenly enlightened, Xiao Feng said that the fire was too hot and the lights were not lit, so he went to make a long-distance call to the town.The next day, the town sent people to deliver several large jars of pickled vegetables.The agricultural brigade below the town grows all kinds of vegetables all year round, except for a small amount of rapeseed and seeded melons.The only factory in the town is the pickle factory.The various pickles pickled are well-known far and near, and the townspeople are very proud, thinking that it has become famous all over the world.But moving the knee-high pots of black pickles to the Provincial Revolutionary Committee Guest House is really a bit of a shame.The one or two people who gave advice to Xiao Feng smiled sympathetically and said, "Your town is a bit remote after all." The implication of course is that they lack experience and knowledge.Xiao Feng was annoyed by what he said, and lost his temper with those people in the town: "Do you think you are sending pigs and dogs! Go back and ask your town mayor what is your attitude towards the proletarian headquarters in the province!" The town cadres went back and reported the truth, and the mayor was also furious: "I have dysentery, both ends are bald, just a few thin hairs, do they want it?! I'm afraid the meat is sour." Get angry and get angry. Someone went to collect some peanuts, sesame seeds, soybeans, vegetable oil, etc. and sent them to the provincial capital overnight.

During this round trip, the three of Xiaofeng and the others in the provincial capital also opened up.The three of them were sitting, listening to the revolutionary singing in the corridor outside, and several of them sang back and forth in different tones: Cadres in the Soviet area (yes) have a good style (hey that one), Bring your own dry food to help (yeah that) work. Going to work in the fields during the day (oh, brother brother), Walking mountain roads at night and lighting up (yeah that) cage. ... Old Dong was the first to get the inspiration. He slapped his hands hard and said, fuck, isn't this ready-made.

Xiao Feng and Ai Lao were taken aback, quite disapproving.After listening to him, I couldn't help but get excited. According to Lao Dong's idea, just make some changes to the lyrics according to the characteristics of the small town, and transplant them over: "The cadres in the small town have a good style and bring their own dry food to work. In order to save flashlights, they walk and light lanterns at night ('lantern' is actually a torch, and it is written as 'lantern' for rhyme--additional note)." Xiao Feng also slapped his knee and said: Yes!This song rang in my ears every day, why didn't I realize it before.After thinking about it, I’m afraid there is one word that needs to be changed. The town is called “dry food” instead of “dry food”. It should be called “dry rice”.

"Good change!" Ai Lao was the third one to slap his hands, "Changing 'dry food' to 'cooked rice' is really a 'one-character master'!" The manuscript was revised, and the town's new tribute was also delivered.According to the experience that other units in other places had created and proved effective, Xiao Feng waited for a month of dark and stormy nights to send to the comrade's house in the General Office of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee.Perhaps it was because at home, that person's face was not as serious as last time in the office, and he kindly criticized them for working hard and should pay attention to their health, which moved Xiao Feng to tears. Now, it's their turn to enter the leisurely and happy days of waiting for the results of the review with great confidence.At noon the next day, the three of them gathered together to buy a bottle of shochu, opened those pickle jars one by one, and added a meal to celebrate.The pickles are not on the table in the provincial capital, but they still like it. After a few rounds of drinking, a few people were all reckless, but Xiao Feng couldn't stand the toasts of Mr. Ai and Mr. Dong, and said angrily: "Damn it, you can't do it if you want to do it below, but you can't do it if you don't want to do it!" Mr. Ai said Quickly echoed and said: "Don't say it's you, talented and beautiful, and young, just like me. I don't know how many girls suffered from lovesickness back then." Old Dong always hated Ai Lao's flattery, borrowed Smelling of alcohol, he sneered and said, "You are always such a little thing, how can you still harm people?" Ai Lao's small eyes shone sharply, and retorted: "Small?! Don't think I am small, but drums are big! " "Flat land can also make a big splash on the horoscope" finally passed the final review.Before the notice of the final trial was issued, one of the three people was missing.It's Lao Dong. Among the people who also came to carry out the "Three Hundred Cases" at the Guest House of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee, Old Dong met a female classmate from the university.It was interesting to Lao Dong.Old Dong was assigned to a newspaper office after graduation, and when she heard that a Soviet female expert had taken a fancy to her, she put away her previous not-so-deep thoughts.Her later life was quite unfortunate. Her married husband was maimed in the fighting, and his lower body was more.Old Dong's marriage was not happy either, because of the Soviet female expert, he got married indiscriminately after he went to the countryside. His wife was a worker, and she was considerate to him, but he couldn't get hot.Nowadays, we meet a bunch of men and women complaining, and they are the same people who have fallen in the end of the world, with old hatred and new worries, don't feel bad about it.On the night of drinking and celebrating with Xiao Feng and Lao Ai, while the two of them fell asleep, Lao Dong invited his female classmate to his room (after Xiao Ding left, no one else was allowed in this room).But they didn't expect that the people who came with the same unit as the female classmate had already paid attention to it, and exposed them naked that night. As a result, Old Dong became one of the most famous figures in the province's "Three Hundred Cases" battle.Afterwards, there was a lot of discussion among the people: not only that "a pond can be built on flat ground", but a new chapter should be added to the "Three Hundred Cases": "The Guest House of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee can also make a big effort to build a pond on Bazitou".Competition has become a classic story that has been passed down for many years.In comparison, this anecdote has a greater impact than the "Three Hundred Cases" article. Although Old Dong himself had news value, his hopes of being transferred back to the agency were completely shattered.If he didn't become a "counter-revolutionary" like Xiao Ding, he was taken back to the small town for quarantine inspection. Among the three people whose fate could be changed by the "Three Hundred Cases", only Ai Lao is left. Mr. Ai is not complacent with the success of "Three Hundred Cases". On the contrary, he laments that his ambition has not been fulfilled, and the real good works have not fully matured.This good work is the opera that brought him great fortune and disaster twenty years ago.It is said that the performance at that time was very successful. When the play reached the emotional point, the slogans on and off the stage were thunderous.The play is written that under the guidance of the three red flags, the mine decided to revive an abandoned well, and the young commando leader wavered because of the arduous task.The hidden class enemies made waves and the attack was blocked.The commando captain's love is on the verge of falling apart.So the secretary of the mine party committee showed a relic and told a heroic story: the martyrs blew up the mine to protect the treasures of the motherland.The martyrs are the parents of the Commando Commander.Before carrying out the mission, they gave him their son Tuogu.As a result, the captain of the commando came to his senses and led his team to fight hard. Finally, he opened the abandoned well and found out the last words of the martyrs who exposed the traitors before they died. The traitors are the class enemies who hide the mines today.So the clouds cleared and the mist cleared, the truth came to light, the traitor was arrested, the abandoned well was revived, love was reborn, and triumphant songs were played.Every time the performance is over, the leaders present will be on the stage to meet and take group photos, and newspaper and radio reporters will interview, which is extremely lively.At that time, Mr. Ai often received letters from passionate women with jade photos.It's a pity that at that time the script was only a mimeograph engraved by myself, and the performance was only an informal amateur performance.Because he became a "business owner", the future of that great work also died.Fortunately, he has always treasured the script like a family heirloom, and finally gave this famous mountain career a chance to pass on to future generations. After Lao Dong left, Xiao Feng and Ai Lao stayed in the Guest House of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee for a few days.Those big jars of pickles were blown away because of the lids being opened, giving off an increasingly sour smell.They honed their "ninth model play" with passion in the sour smell.The sour smell later widely permeated the entire corridor of the Provincial Revolutionary Committee Guest House, and even caused serious protests. Soon after returning to the county, Xiao Feng asked the county theater troupe to put "Red Well" on the stage.It was discussed in advance that the screenwriter's signature is "Collective Creation of Workers, Peasants and Soldiers", because the material of life is indeed provided by workers, peasants and soldiers.During the script writing process, the opinions of many workers, peasants and soldiers were also listened to.But when the subtitles were typed out before the performance, there was an extra "writing" for no reason, and it was Xiao Feng's name alone.Mr. Ai, who was invited to watch the premiere, collapsed on his seat in the theater, and went back to bed and vomited blood for a long time.This time he was bedridden and vomited blood, which made him obviously "disqualified" and lost the opportunity to become a public teacher from a barefoot teacher-this was originally promised by Xiaofeng in advance. He has never had such an opportunity since.Because soon he will reach the age when the permanent staff should retire.After many years, he sued everywhere, wanting to fight for the copyright of the script that took his whole life.Not entertained.Because his script had not been officially published, there was no written basis for the signature dispute.Xiao Feng, who was promoted to the prefectural committee in the early years to be in charge of the leading work of propaganda outlets, heard about it, and couldn't help sighing: "I can't tell, an old person is also old, and he is so stubborn and aggressive. Then you can write the script alone. So what can I do.” At this time, Xiao Feng has served as the “Chief Editor” or “Chief Consultant” of many celebrity works, and the “Chief Planner” or “Director System” of many award-winning film and television dramas. He has long forgotten about the script in the "Cultural Revolution". Xiao Feng was quite right. Even if Mr. Ai won back the copyright, he would not be able to perform the play.One is that there are no theater troupes in the local area; the other is that even if there is, no one wants the book. Nevertheless, no one can replace Ai Lao's influence in the cultural circle of this town. two The main condition for Hong Yibing to become a member of the township CPPCC is because he belongs to Taiwan. At that time, the rich, the bad, the right, and the right all took off their hats, and "overseas relations" became fashionable.Many "Taiwanese" have sprung up in the town.These people used to be like Hong Yibing's mother, who kept their mouth shut and lied to the government and the people, but now they claim to be brothers or nephews of someone in Taiwan. All kinds of complicated and confusing legends about Hong Yibing's life experience over the years have a solid echo: his father is really in Taiwan, and he has written to the relevant departments in the mainland to find his son. But Hong Yibing refused to admit that he had a Taiwanese father.No matter what the relevant personnel explained to him, the evidence provided by the other party was completely in line with the situation of their mother and child, and they repeatedly explained to him that the policy had undergone major changes, and he did not need to have any political concerns at all.In the end, he was clearly mobilized. His father is an influential figure in Taiwan's political circles. Whether he recognizes this father is not just his personal family matter, but about the great cause of reunifying the motherland... Whatever you say , Hong Yibing is as firm as a rock, vowed, despite the storms, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai: No, I will never have overseas relations.I don't remember anything about my father. My mother has passed away, and everything has not been verified. This old Taiwanese gentleman must have mistaken someone. Those concerned were helpless and understood that he had lingering fears, so they could only patiently wait for him to emancipate his mind.People in the troupe feel very sorry: if he is the son of a great man, everyone will be friends with the son of a great man; if he refuses to be the son of a great man, everyone will not be friends with the son of a great man.Did he deliberately piss off everyone, so as not to let everyone take advantage of him?In fact, when everyone criticized him, it was instigated by others and not voluntary. Could it be that he still refuses to forgive? Hong Yibing quickly denied it: No, no, no, it's because I didn't live up to it, and I really don't have a Taiwanese father.Sorry for disappointing everyone's kindness! It was two years after Xiao Ding left the town that Hong Yibing finally accepted the fact of his father in Taiwan. Zheng Feng, who told Xiao Ding about this, was full of envy and jealousy. Before going to Taiwan, Hong Yibing had already been elected as a member of the Town Political Consultative Conference, which finally freed him from all doubts.Then he went to Taipei, where his elderly father nearly died of a recurrent heart attack after nearly half a century when he saw this son who seemed to be a replica of himself.When I asked my mother, I couldn't help crying several times.The past facts are unbearable.When she first left the mainland, when she embraced her wife, she blindly obeyed all the demands of her new favorite, to the point of abandoning Hong Yibing, mother and child regardless.Unexpectedly, after going to Taiwan, Mrs. Ru did not give birth.The years pass like water, the absurdity of the youth is getting less and less, the nostalgia is getting deeper, and the loneliness is old and sick, so it is restless to sleep and eat, and the days are like years.Now I have finally waited for the day when the cross-strait gates are slightly opened, but the arrogance of Mrs. Ru has hardly changed, and she looks down on this "Ah Xiang" from the mainland, and is too lazy to answer.This is, of course, an untimely and unreasonable move.Today's Hong Yiming (before going to Taiwan, he resumed his original name. Renaming and renaming are all due to the trend) is no longer the Hong Yiming of yesterday. "What are you!" He sneered in his heart.About this father's concubine, my mother had told him a thousand times and ten thousand times in those lonely nights before, "The rotten whore on the Qinhuai River!" When the mother talked about her, her whole body trembled and her teeth were gritted. I wish I could swallow her alive.My mother is a lady of every family, and she has nothing against her father's playing with women, but her father used a cheap thing to easily replace an orthodox Mrs. Jiefa, and she would never forgive her until she died.All her life the mother had cursed the woman who had deprived her and her son of a bright future and suffered so much humiliation and hardship.The vengeance that haunts her all the time even makes her often slip out of the tongue, exposing their almost secluded life to the danger of being exposed.How they had endured the unbearable pain of restraint and precaution.And now, it's finally time to settle all of this. The action Hong Yiming took to avenge his father's abandonment of him and his mother was to resolutely return to the mainland.This happened two months after he went to Taiwan. Everyone thought that he had followed in the footsteps of his father, abandoned Li Yue'e and the others, and lived a playboy's life in Taiwan's playful world, but he suddenly appeared in the town. "Liquidation" and "revenge" are people's speculations, but his own explanation is an understatement. He only said that he is not used to living there, or that the mountains and rivers here are good and the people are good.Besides, the party and the government have trained them for many years, so how can they say that they will not return if they don't, and so on.He has the bearing and standard of a CPPCC member. Hong Yiming then became a local man of the hour.Not long after he came back from Taiwan, the county held a CPPCC meeting, and he was elected as a member of the county CPPCC, and he became very popular in politics.However, the most talked about in the town is his sudden wealth.It is said that he received a large inheritance, large enough to buy a town street.The proof of this fact was a thief who wandered into the town.One night he dug a hole in the wall of Hong Yiming's house, and it happened that there was a heavy cabinet standing inside, but he failed.The thief originally got the information from the discussion of the townspeople and acted, but the townspeople used the thief's actions as a footnote to their own discussion.Logically speaking, if there is no windfall in his family, how could the thieves make up their minds. The real proof was produced by Hong Yiming himself.Later, not far from the town street, he chose a beautiful place with a mountain and a river, and built a private house.The house is very elegantly built, a small quiet courtyard, planted with bamboos, a small two-story building with winding corridors.It is said that the pattern of his father's apartment in Taipei was modeled after that of his father's apartment in Taipei, and the pattern of his father's apartment in Taipei was modeled after the pattern of his ancestral home in mainland China.It seems that he is the number one wealthy family in the town, making everyone in the town bleed with envy. Obviously out of the idea that everyone wanted, Hong Yiming initiated and organized a "Tuanyou Association".Let all the people from the town theater troupe, which has been disbanded, come to the town to gather, and he will be the host.After receiving the invitation letter from the "Tuanyou Association", Xiaoding (his wife was the invitee) called Zheng Feng who was later transferred to the town cultural station.Zheng Feng stopped composing music long ago, and used the house on the street next to the cultural station to open a small shop, selling audio-visual products and maintaining his salary.He is a man with great aspirations and little talent, but he can't be a composer himself, but he likes to point fingers at others.This habit can't be changed now.When I'm bored, I write some music criticism articles, swearing at the Hong Kong and Taiwan kings and the mainland's quasi-kings that I sell every day.He couldn't find a place to display his great ideas and grand theories, so he often sent them to Xiao Ding, asking Xiao Ding to help find a place to publish them, and they often got in touch because of this. Hong Yiming is Hong Yibing, Zheng Feng said loudly on the phone.He was panting heavily, as if he was talking about something unfair in the world.The above-mentioned facts about Hong Yibing (who should be called Hong Yiming now) before and after he went to Taiwan sound like a fantasy to Xiao Ding.No wonder Zheng Feng and his ilk are out of balance. You might as well come and open your eyes, this kid is shaking very much now, like a well-polished ancient artifact unearthed. Xiao Ding's wife was invited to the small town to see with her own eyes the demeanor of Hong Yiming after the great change of fate. Part of what Zheng Feng said was true, and Xiaoding's wife confirmed it when she came back.Today's Hong Yiming is still tall but rich; still polite but confident; still humble but makes you feel condescending; still restrained but obviously no longer humble; clothes are still decent but textured The style is definitely not what it used to be; the hair is still unruly but shiny because it is dyed with oil; the glasses are still worn but the frames have been replaced with gold rims... In short, the stage is still the same stage, and the scene has changed ; The actor is still the same actor, the role has changed. The previous Hong Yibing was so thin that he was almost just a clothes rack, always like a starved sparrow, chattering weakly, talking about stomach and rations and other things.But now, he, who has changed his name to "Hong Yiming", talks with everyone who comes here: If a person does not enjoy feelings and be enriched by feelings, forget art and be forgotten by art, he is a person. A freak, an imperfect human being. Hong Yiming's family is still the same family, and the members are still the same, but the nature of his relationship with other members has undergone profound changes.He now reigns over them like a king.He eats alone, and Li Yue'e cooks him alone for each meal according to the health care standards he stipulated.He still eats a lot, but he doesn't want people to notice it.His son, who is already in high school, once recited in front of him the jingle of "eating a pig and not raising his head" in front of him. He felt that it offended his dignity and gave it to his son. A slap knocked out a front tooth of a future administrative officer above the provincial level, or a commander, or a scientist, or an international orchestra conductor.The one who obeyed him the most was Li Yue'e, she no longer had the heroic spirit she had when she was young.In front of him, she had completely become a timid little old woman.As her husband is in full swing in politics, she is also a wife, from a temporary worker to a regular worker. The most important thing is that she is now the wife of a famous person.But this celebrity wife is very unsteady, always worrying that her rich and powerful husband will inherit her father's lustful tradition.For this reason, she was extra careful, courteous, and served wholeheartedly, becoming Hong Yiming's absolute slave. Hong Yiming's career has not changed much.After the disbandment of the troupe, he still returned to the cultural station.It's just that he no longer does odd jobs like he did back then, but instead served as the deputy station master and became Zheng Feng's leader.Before Zheng Feng joined the troupe, he was also at the cultural station. At that time, he often ordered Hong Yiming to do this and that as he pleased.Now, he has switched places with Hong Yiming.But Hong Yiming never puts on airs of leadership in front of him.The deputy stationmaster's criticism of him is often the quality of his breakfast, saying, why does your family always have stinky tofu and rice soaked in water for breakfast?It's too old-fashioned, it's not good for your body; can't you have a piece of cake, and a bowl of milk or coffee.Zheng Feng replied, thank the leader for his concern, I am very ignorant about Western-style breakfast, and I have no chance to go to Taipei for a short training course.After hearing this, he pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, blinked his eyes in surprise, then shook his head unreasonably, and walked away. When Zheng Feng told this to Xiaoding's wife, he emphasized that no matter how much I slapped him, he would not dare to attack me.He must not forget how he always humbly asked me for food stamps in the previous years.Now he has five people and six people, what the hell! But Hong Yiming was a blockbuster after all.He is now the gentleman of the town.The world is like a new chess game, there is no way to do it.Hong Yiming attracted more and more hostility like Zheng Feng's.At the same time, the feeling of disappointment towards him surrounded him more and more intensely. In this impoverished township, the leaders once placed great hopes on him, hoping that he could open an overseas channel for the local reform and opening up.It is a pity that his father lost all valuable influence as a political figure with old age.Later, Hong Yiming got an inheritance. Although this inheritance may not be as astronomical as the legend, it will definitely be a support that cannot be ignored for a township that is in deficit every year.People once counted on him to invest this inheritance in industrial development, such as the revival of the two legendary historical sites, but he has never done any of this kind of things that are beneficial to the public, and he has never even planned to do so.The money was not even brought into the savings bank in the town, but was said to be stored in a bank in the city.In this way, the town will not even get the savings profit of this money.It's hard to understand him like this.Houses can be made, suits and shoes can be worn, cakes can be eaten, and coffee with milk can be drunk, but there is no dedication at all.It is hard not to arouse people's righteous indignation, that is to say, it is natural to come to a conclusion similar to Zheng Feng's: Has he forgotten what he was in the beginning? In Xiaoding's wife's intuition, Hong Yiming seems to have fallen into a lonely situation again in the small town. Perhaps he initiated this gathering to soothe this loneliness, or perhaps he wanted to explain something to people.However, most of the people who were invited to participate in the "Group Friends Association" this time were people who had already left the town.After the disbandment of the troupe, most of the people who were still assigned to other units in the town did not participate. Not only that, they also intentionally or unintentionally pulled away the troupe members who came from other places when they were promised.That afternoon, Hong Yiming specially invited helpers for Li Yue'e, and prepared a few tables of meals in the large living room in his small courtyard, but the number of people who came was less than half of what he expected.Among the old leaders of the troupe, Xu Guangrong came.He's retired, he's a muddle-headed old man, and he gets drunk after a few drinks.Liu Zongwu did not come, but very politely asked someone to bring an old-style poem, saying that "the world is unpredictable, and it is not worrying to be separated from the group".I don't know what the "worldly affairs" he refers to, and why he can't bear to be sad.That dinner, even though Hong Yiming tried his best to keep a smile on his face from the beginning to the end, was a bit bleak after all. This is a failed party.Afterwards, Hong Yiming lamented to Xiaoding's wife with a Taiwanese idiom that at that time, Xiaoding's wife was the main object of his conversation. Hong Yiming said that he didn't know how to make it clear to people that he didn't actually get any inheritance.His father lived his life ups and downs, but in the end he was just a pensioner in an apartment.When he left Taiwan and returned to the mainland, his father gave him most of his savings and asked him to come back and build a house.At that time, he plans to return to his son to take care of him.There are no close relatives in my father's own old nationality.He has never been to the town where his son lived with his mother for so many years. Now his ex-wife is buried here. He owes her a lot, so he should come to accompany her at the end.But the house hadn't been built yet, and he had already died in Taiwan. As Hong Yiming spoke, his voice gradually became hoarse.The courtyard on the hillside is very quiet, with thick bamboo forest whirling. Looking from the courtyard wall to the distance, the small towns on the other side of the river are scattered and uneven, with dim lights flickering one by one. Hong Yiming groaned for a long time, then snatched out a few pieces of paper from somewhere on his body, and handed it to Xiao Ding's wife, saying that you take this back and show Brother Ding.He took a deep breath and said: I originally hoped that he could come, I haven't seen him for so many years, I really want to see him. Those few pieces of paper were Zhou Yan's reply to his invitation letter.The title of the letter read "Tuanyou Association", which was just a saying.The letter said that she was very happy and sad when she saw the invitation letter.Because she was busy, she couldn't come to the event.She also said that in the past ten years, she often missed those days when she traveled across mountains and rivers, acted and wrote poems. She often returned to the small town and the theater troupe in her dreams.It's a pity that all that can't be reproduced in reality. Finally, she wished Teacher Hong and all the group members happiness and all the best. Zhou Yan is now working as a foreman in a nightclub in a coastal city. It is said that she once lived with a Malaysian boss, but she did not know why they separated. three "Remaining members" are not official members.The town has this idea, but he himself refuses to die.After all, this happened before, and everyone felt that he deserved it, so they forced him to be called "Committee Yu." This "commissioner Yu" is Yu Ziyue. Ordinarily, with the reform and opening up, people like Yu Ziyue should make a fortune again.People of all colors who were sent down to various parts of the town returned to the city one after another. Snakes have snakes, and turtles have turtles.Yu Ziyue's family did not leave.If he walks, it is still a bright and aboveboard path.The communication office on the mountain sent someone to look for him to go back.He even said "dare not dare", when he was young and incompetent, now that he is old, he is even more useless.The other side had no choice but to blackmail him: if he didn't go up the mountain, the city's catering service department couldn't go back either.He didn't go back, and every day he carried a small burden to the market in the town street, and squatted down in a corner.That pair of small burdens has a small charcoal stove and a small iron pot at one end; a small aluminum bucket of batter and a small pot of oil at the other end.He sells deep-fried oily fruits there.Pick out every morning and sell out in the middle of the morning.Then the aluminum barrels are filled with freshly bought meat and fish and come back.Careful people calculated that his net income would not be less than twenty yuan during that half morning.A dime a piece of oily fruit, just a small spoonful of noodles (now it looks big when fried).Everyone knows how to be fooled, and everyone is willing to be fooled, because the taste is different from others. The town government gradually realized that there was a big Bodhisattva condescending in their small temple.So he sent people to visit him, implemented the policy for him, moved his family from Li Bawan to the town street, and restored the urban household registration.His wives and sons all went to state-run restaurants with him, and they all took charge of the cooking.他离开交际处之后，他的哑巴儿子也辍学回家。尽管他对儿子发过狠：学千学万，莫学做饭；但是哑巴儿子整天跟在两位烹饪大师身边，不学做饭，又能学什么呢？ 庐山脚下，近年新辟出了几处古迹，扩大了庐山游览风景点。从小镇过路吃饭的人渐渐地增多了。一镇人本来正为找不到经济开发的路子苦恼着，竟无意中得着了一线希望。许多人庆幸，真是有心栽花花不发，无意插柳柳成荫，一下于把目光集中到了饮食业上。那些过路的时有从省、市、县来的领导同志，由镇上的有关负责人陪同来吃余自悦的手艺。余自悦等于又进了镇上办的交际处。不同的是，先前的交际处是有账目的，现在许多人吃过了，却没有哪个付账。有时，领导的子女来了，镇上的领导不做陪，但是要打电话通知，说明请你们今天中午安排几个人的饭，这几个人是谁谁的儿子或女儿，不要让他（她）们付钱云云。这类事多了，许多职工就有意见，但都是打肚皮官司。余自悦的哑巴儿子性子直，总是忍不住，用锅铲敲着锅沿，咿哩哇啦地乱叫。别人不懂，余自悦句句都懂，就喝斥道： “你一个哑巴吵什么，你懂个屁！” 哑巴确实是不懂事理，他不晓得许多大人物酒酣耳热的时候，趁兴头划个条子，镇上不知要增加多少拨款。镇上后来陆续增加了几家饮食店，许多资金来源于此。 余自悦对儿子严加管束，使镇上的领导对他格外的欢喜器重，都说他不光技术精，还有很高的觉悟，最是难能可贵。要选他作政协委员。 “不敢当，不敢当。”余自悦一再推让。看看推不脱，竟打了退休报告。 一退休，也就成了闭居的老头。没有事，他就搂着满嘴鼻涕的孙子到哑巴儿子店门口去晒太阳。他耷眉合眼，石礅子一样坐着，对满街的熙来攘往，不闻不问。这回他是真在打瞌睡了。 瞌睡却打不安生。 没有几天，镇上的国营饮食店又实行承包或者租赁，他哑巴儿子的这一家，门面虽偏，生意却旺盛，究其原因，就是余自悦在店门口的闲坐。他等于是张广告，说明该店手艺得余家真传。即便是初来镇上的客人，也会很快晓得其中缘故慕名而来。 于是许多店竞相来请他，名义上聘作顾问，其实无须他动口动手，只要他在营业的时候到店门口坐一坐。为了争取到他，各家把红包的数字越加越大。余自悦一动不动，坚持打他的瞌睡，吵烦了，就说：“你们先去吧，我回头想一想。” 结果是他把孙子抱到镇上新盖的影剧院的台阶上，加入了那里的“老儿会”。不过别的老儿热热闹闹地下棋、赌牌，谈古论今，他仍是打瞌睡。 他一走，他哑巴儿子店里的营业额自然受到影响。哑巴原是有雄心的，赚足了钱，就把承包的店买下来，或者干脆另开一家店，重振余家的雄风。如今老子却不合作，儿子气不过，哇啦哇啦地跟他吵。 余自悦把那双细眼雪亮地一睁，厉声道： “你吵个屁！要你哑巴来振兴家业，几十年前我就是无产阶级了！” 事情到这里没有结束，余自悦一鼓作气，乘势迫使哑巴儿子放弃了承包： “你个哑巴一句话都说不出，手拿鸡巴充什么六指头，别人饿不死，独会饿死你？” 哑巴儿子出头承包，余自悦就是不同意的。如果说，当初他年轻气盛，上庐山隐姓埋名还于心不甘的话，那么，如今他是到了帮儿子摆脱六根之累的年纪了。 镇上许多人对余自悦的做法不解。觉得他大约是上了年岁，脾气坏了，甚至是老糊涂了，看不清世事。略知些底里的人则说，他这辈子是苦头吃多了，吃怕了。 内中究竟也有真懂得余自悦的，并能把他的处世态度上升到哲学的高度，那便是艾老。艾老对照余自悦，总结自己的一生，无限感唱：他争了一辈子，也就坎坷了一辈子。跟余自悦比，他是糊涂了一辈子，白活了几十岁。为了表示自己打心眼里的钦佩，过年他写了一幅条幅，花钱装裱得极精致，恭恭敬敬送把余自悦，上书： 是以圣人后其身而身先 外其身而身存 被人由衷认作“圣人”的余自悦看了这条幅，也认真听艾老作了详细解释，却不知是不是仍不懂，一直没有把它挂起来。 他自己仍打他的瞌睡。 艾老却并没有因为余自悦辜负了自己的一番好意而觉得他不知礼，反而赞叹余自悦真正修养到了家： “所谓复归于婴儿，其在斯人矣！”