Chapter 2 pick up paper to save husband

In 1978, a 35-year-old male from the left of the garrison in E City, S Province In 1978, a 31-year-old male, a primary school Chinese teacher in a commune in Y County, S Province 108 will return to Liangshan--spent eight years in prison for a revolutionary story that has no provenance--scavenge all the papers in the world to rescue her husband--burns the woman and child to death--falls from the beam and is a miracle It just appeared--"Liuyang Distress" written by Xie Juezai--kowtow to me in a systematic way At that time, I was a propaganda cadre stationed in the Second Regiment of the Tank Division of the Army of × Province.In 1973, he received an order from his superiors to go to "Zhi Zuo" in a county in Southwest Shandong.During this period, the "Cultural Revolution" in society has been relatively stable, the shouts and shouts have been sparse, and the frenzy of clearing the team has passed.Most of our tasks were to solve the various problems left over from the turbulent period of the previous five years.

This county is located in the former site of Liangshan, where the water was moored back then. It is said that the county guest house is the Oolong Courtyard of Songjiang, and there is also a dilapidated tower, which is also a relic from that time.We have a total of 108 members of the "Zuo Zuo", which coincides with the 108 heroes of Liangshan.We laughed and said that 108 will return to Liangshan.Who doesn't want to see the water in Liangshan? I was in a very happy mood when I set off. Unexpectedly, this land where the reckless heroes rushed to prominence 800 years ago is still very remote.It is located on the bank of the Yellow River, a piece of saline-alkali land.The silt left by the flood in the previous year was flooded in the spring, and there were large pieces of mud all over the ground in the spring. The willow buds dried up and died on the branches before they came out of the leaves.How desolate!The landforms are also not right, not at all the high mountains and mountains described in the novel, but small hills.But the people here are still the same kind of vigor, with their plackets pulled up in front, their belts tied up, with dog meat and wine in their arms, they eat dog meat and drink booze wherever they sit, and they have a very savage temper.A family got into a fight and the son chopped off half of his father's head with a mill--I've dealt with that. In the early days of the "Cultural Revolution", the two factions fought to the death.We lived in the county seat, and for the convenience of my work, I joined the leading group of the County Revolutionary Committee as an army representative and temporarily served as a member of the Standing Committee.Within a few days, a large number of unjustly sued came to the door.There are some unjust cases that you can't even think about. Isn't there a basis in the past? I think some things can be continued.

One day, when I was in the dormitory, a very thin man, wearing a pair of round glasses, walked in the door and slapped me on the ground.I asked him what he was doing? He said, "If you want to solve a problem for me, I'll tell you; if you want to deal with me, just say so first, and I'll turn around and walk away. It's a no-brainer for you." What a man of character! I said: "I will take everything seriously, how can I deal with you." "It's hard for me," he said. I said, "I'm not afraid of difficulties, as long as you tell the truth."

He stared at me with a pair of gray eyes, and sat on the stool and told me an ancient and strange grievance.I knew the truth when I heard it.I have to tell this before I can say why it's wrong-- This man, surnamed Li, worked as a language teacher in a commune elementary school thirty or forty miles away from the county seat, next to Pan Jinlian's hometown.This person is good at telling stories; whether he heard or read stories from books, he can remember them all and fill his stomach with them.Open your mouth and come, rarely repeat the same.He belongs to the kind of teacher who plays freely in the classroom. The lectures are lively and interesting, and the students like to listen to his lectures.When listening to his lecture, I was afraid of hearing the bell for the end of get out of class.You know, children love to hear the bell when they go to school.Just think how fascinating this man's story is!

In 1965, the Socialist Education Movement was launched.This was also the predecessor of the "Cultural Revolution". People scrambled to express their loyalty to Chairman Mao, so they turned around and searched for people and things that were disloyal to Chairman Mao.During the anti-rightist movement, each unit caught rightists, and they all counted them from the top, and rightists were determined according to the proportion of personnel.From then on, when it comes to sports, if you don't catch people, you don't count as no achievement. As it gradually develops, the more people you catch, the better your grades. So there was a rush to find people in the school, and everyone recalled together.This Teacher Li has a hot temper and offended some colleagues.A teacher pointed out that once he heard Mr. Li say that Chairman Mao was chased by the White Army in Liuyang and hid in a ditch. This is a blatant slander for Chairman Mao.How could the great leader be chased by the enemy and hide in the ditch in the field, deliberately distorting the great image of Chairman Mao! Immediately searched through the students' books, checked the lecture records, and finally found in a student's Chinese textbook when he heard this story. A line of words written down: "Chairman Mao hid in the ditch and escaped the clever story of the enemy's tail".The evidence was conclusive, so it was reported to the county party committee as an "extraordinary active counter-revolutionary case".Immediately, someone from the County Public Security Bureau came to arrest him.He refuses to accept it!He said: "I tell this story to show that Chairman Mao is courageous, alert and resourceful. I sincerely praise Chairman Mao! Besides, this story is not made up by me, but from a book." The Public Security Bureau called He said which book it was, but he couldn't remember it.There is no basis, he made it up, this is denial and stubbornness! Soon, very simple, he was sentenced to eight years in prison and sent to prison.

His wife is a country woman who has been married to him for more than a year and is six months pregnant. When he visited the prison with a big belly, he said to the country woman, "Eight years is not a short time. I left, and I will never blame you. But to tell you the truth, I never cheated you, that story is indeed what I read from the book..." The woman turned around and ran to the county to complain protest against an injustice.The county leader said: "Go and find, as long as you find this evidence, we will release him!" The country woman was honest, kept the words in her stomach, and searched everywhere.At this time, the "Cultural Revolution" had already begun, and the small bookstores in the county town had no books except Chairman Mao's works; the library was also closed.She went to the librarian and begged him.Librarians don't have the guts to take off the seal and spread the seal to repair it.He is the person who reads the most books in the county, but he has never read such a story.The woman looked for books everywhere, and if she couldn't find a book, she picked up the printed paper and looked for it from the paper.She was illiterate, so when she picked up the paper, she asked relatives, friends or primary school students to draw her and read to see if there was any story about it.Sometimes I picked up a piece of the "Cultural Revolution" tabloid that was printed at that time, and showed it to others.She is a woman living in a remote village with no education, so she doesn't know how many books there are in the world and what is written in them.When people read some strange and difficult words about technology, politics, and culture, she stood motionless and listened, waited, and waited for the story to appear.Someone got tired of looking at it, glanced at it hastily, and said, "No more." She also believed it, and went to look for it again.Someone advised her: "You rely on picking paper, how can you pick up that story, and you can't read, there are so many papers with words in the world, how can you pick them all up?" But no one can talk about this woman, she Still pick up a broken basket on the street every day.As long as you find a piece of paper with Yu, it is like a treasure.Others have a piece of paper with writing in their hands, but if they can't get it, they have to ask someone to read to her what is written on the paper. If they refuse, she will kneel down and ask someone to read it to her.Even a piece of paper with words found in the hut was picked out, washed clean for others to see.Pick it up every day, ask someone to read it every day, but can't find it every day.Every morning's hopes were dashed by night, but she never lost heart.She firmly believes that her man did not make up that story, and she firmly believes that she will find this story sooner or later.It's been so long, naturally a little crazy.

When the child was young, she carried the child to pick it up; when the child grew up, she led the child to pick it up.If the paper you find is not, you will sell it to make a living.At that time, everyone in the area of ​​Liangshan in Shuibo had seen such a half-crazy woman with a child picking up waste paper, her eyes that were always looking around but empty, and her always holding the That broken grass basket full of rotten papers, but they may not all know that she is definitely not picking up papers to live, but for a brilliant wish-to save her husband. Throughout the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain, snow, wind and cold, never stop for a day.Sincerity may not be able to move the sky.She picked up papers for seven or eight years, but one night half a year before her man's sentence was completed, the fire in the stove caused her waste papers piled up in the corner of the room to catch fire.The woman and child were burned alive.

Teacher Li heard the news in prison, and he didn't want to live anymore, and failed to commit suicide several times.Those kind of prisons in county towns have nothing, one is because they are poor, and the other is that they are afraid that prisoners will commit suicide with something.Even the bowls used for eating must be left after use, for fear that the prisoner will cut his neck with the bowl pieces if it breaks.Once, when he went to the toilet, he saw a hemp rope on the floor of the hut, and he tied it to the beam.But the hemp rope was broken and broke with a snap, a horse fell to the ground, and his eyes were filled with stars, but when he stopped and looked again, a miracle happened, there was a mimeographed piece of paper on the ground in front of him, The story that killed him was printed on it, it was unbelievable! It was even more coincidental than a novel, and it was even better. This is called "there is no unparalleled road".Don't you believe it?This is true!The piece of paper is tattered, and the story is broken, it is: "...the man who chased him shouted: 'Run away, run away!'...Comrade Mao Zedong hurried down the ridge and lay in a ditch..." Although incomplete , but it can be used to prove that the story is not made up by him.He took the piece of paper and rushed out of the latrine, shouting and shouting: "I found Wen! My injustice has been settled!" He jumped up and down excitedly, jumping up and down.The guards thought he was crazy and locked him in the cell. He laughed while holding the piece of paper, and then cried loudly. He must have thought of the poor country woman who had picked up the paper for seven or eight years in vain but couldn't wait for this day. The son who was burned to death in a daze.

He wrote a complaint and handed it along with the piece of paper, thinking that he would be rehabilitated and released from prison.But not long after, the county said that the piece of paper was a mimeograph, and there was still no source and provenance, so it could not be used as a basis, and his appeal was rejected.But this time, instead of despairing, he was more confident.With this piece of paper, sooner or later the story will be found.For a while, in prison, he was suddenly afraid that he really remembered it wrong, and he was afraid that the story was not what he saw, but someone who told him blindly, and he would never be right.Now this dreadful paranoia no longer tormented him.There is light in my heart.

The day he came to see me was not long after he was released after serving eight years in prison, and the case was not overturned.Because he was a counter-revolutionary who had served a prison sentence, the elementary school refused him to return to school to work. There was no salary, and naturally there was no travel expenses to find the book and the story in a big place.He is homeless and unemployed.I was so poor that I wore a single coat, and I couldn't stand the cold spring and shivered. After listening to his experience, I said: "You go back, I can solve this matter for you."

Seeing my straightforward answer, he didn't believe it.It seemed as if he was going to dismiss him, but he never expected it, he just happened to--I've read the story, and I know where it's in.I warmly felt that I had the power to push away the boulder that had been on his back for eight years and was still there today. The next day, I went to the County Revolutionary Committee to check his file.What he said was completely true, so that the matter was presented at the county revolutionary committee.Some people said: "No matter how you treat this person, you will not be able to obey him." I said: "The law does not rule people's character. This story definitely exists. Sentenced, wronged, must be rehabilitated!" I am a representative of the army and I am authoritative. It is not easy for them to refute me, but they are silent and do not express their views.I was so angry that I immediately asked for a car to go back to the army. I brought this book and put it on the table of the county revolutionary committee for them to read-- A revolutionary memoir with a fuchsia cover, published by the Liberation Army Literature and Art Society before the Cultural Revolution, titled "Autumn Harvest Uprising and the Founding Period of Our Army".Open the book, one of which is the story "Liuyang Distress", the author is Xie Juezai.It is about Chairman Mao passing through Liuyang on his way to the Jiangxi base area. In order to get rid of the pursuit of the White Army, he hid in a ditch vigilantly and escaped safely. At that time, the leaders of the county revolutionary committee looked at the book and all confiscated it, without saying a word.Only one said to himself: "How can Mr. Xie write this thing?" A teacher in a mountain village was imprisoned for eight years for opposing Chairman Mao just because he told this story of singing about Chairman Mao. Isn’t this a rare injustice?I kept a close eye on this case, and quickly rehabilitated him.That day, Teacher Li came to my house, lay down on the ground, and asked me to kowtow again, but this kowtow was very serious, thank you for saving my life and thinking about others.I was very confused at the time, I just happened to have read this story, how can I accept this head knocked by this unfortunate man? I was silent for a long time, I didn't know what to say, I just said: "Yes, yes ...." He then asked me to send him the book that resulted in his wife's death and eight years in prison.I know the weight of this book in his life, it is placed heavily in his trembling hands.I heard afterwards that he burned the book and sprinkled the ashes on his wife's grave.Probably hoping that the soul of his miserable country woman will find peace from now on! Teacher Li's unjust case was overturned, and people who came to me to sue and beg me to be rehabilitated blocked my door every day.Later, when I was demobilized and returned to my hometown of Anhui, the Provincial Party Committee transferred me to the Yuexi area to implement policies. Unexpectedly, in that small county, unjust cases piled up like a mountain.People who complained of grievances lined up all night to find me, and there was no interruption from when I came to where I left.And no one is as easy to handle as Mr. Li's case.All kinds of strange and weird unjust cases are difficult to get your hands on, and if you get in, your hands will be entangled.I just realized that with my own strength, I am powerless to solve the incomparably huge tragedy created by this era.I only slept for a few hours every day, and never let go of any possible solutions; when I returned, I reported to the organization department of the provincial party committee one by one. In my opinion, no matter how miserable the experience of the great people is, they cannot be compared with those of the ordinary people.The grievances of great people are always easy to solve, but if the ordinary people do not meet the right person, it may be difficult to get a sunny day of fate, just like Teacher Li in Liangshan happened to meet a story that made him wronged by me.I think, how many people in the world still have grievances, whether they are alive or dead? The experience of the Chinese people is the experience of the times. *** (Appendix 1) "Liuyang Distress" Xie Juezai When preparing for the Autumn Harvest Uprising in 1927, Comrade Mao Zedong went to Tonggu to lead the garrison uprising as a special commissioner of the Central Committee and entrusted by the Hunan Provincial Party Committee.There were three people who went together. When they reached Liuyang, they were arrested by the regiment defense army. The regiment guards escorted them away. Comrade Mao Zedong deliberately pretended to have a leg pain on the road, turned step by step, and fell behind.He took out a handful of money and said to the regiment defense army: "My friend, take it to drink tea!" Those people accepted the money, and he made a decision.Before he had gone a few feet away, those people shouted, and one of them chased him. He had to stop, and gave the pursuer some money, and said, "No more, friend, goodbye!" When he was on the ridge, the man who was chasing him shouted: "Run, run!" Following him, the brigade chased after him; Comrade Mao Zedong hurried down the ridge and lay down in a ditch.He heard the chaser shouting: "I saw him running here, why did he disappear?" He searched everywhere, but he couldn't find the place where he was lying. He couldn't hear the human voice, so he got up, soaked some mud on his legs, pretended to be a farmer, and walked up a high mountain, which was already the boundary of Jiangxi.Seeing a woodcutter, he yelled to the woodcutter: "Hey, let's fight!"Talking about the farmers' association, the firewood collector said: "The farmers' association is good, but you should not beat Buddhas!" He replied, "Yes, I am the chairman of the farmers' association. I am against beating Buddhas in the farmers' association. To catch people is to catch me, friend, please save me!" The woodcutter was surprised: "How can I save it?" He said: "This is two yuan, one piece for a pair of straw sandals, and one piece for a pair of straw sandals. Have some food, and please lead the way, and send me to the border of Jiangxi," said the woodcutter, "Yes, you can wait here!" When it was getting dark, the woodcutter came and brought straw sandals and rice.And sent Comrade Mao Zedong to the border of Jiangxi from a remote path.Comrade Mao Zedong asked him his name, but the woodcutter still refused to say it; where did he dream that the person he saved was a great leader of the people! The trouble wasn't over yet.After walking for a day, I arrived at a town where the situation was a little tense.Comrade Mao Zedong had no luggage. He was wearing a short jacket and an undershirt. He took off the jacket and tied it like a bundle, and carried it across his shoulders.Every time I walked to the door of a store, I asked: "Boss, are you a customer?" The boss opened his eyes and said, "I can't take a break!"When he arrived at the last shop at the end of the street, he simply stopped asking, went in and sat down, and shouted loudly: "Boss! Get water to wash your feet!" The boss was so unkind, he had to let him stay.The next day, I arrived at the garrison preparing for the uprising, and the workers' and peasants' revolutionary movement in Hunan, Jiangxi, Fujian, and Guangdong, which caused a sensation in the world, began from then on. (Originally published in "Autumn Harvest Uprising and the Initial Period of Our Army")