Chapter 21 Section 21

Lin bowed his head and pushed the bicycle out of the shed where the bicycles were stored at the entrance of the building. These days, he has been avoiding him.He put the car across the exit, deliberately turned the front wheel, and bumped into Xia Lin's car.Only now did Lin look up at him, forced a smile, a little bit bitter and apologetic, as if he bumped into his car by accident. "Let's go together!" he said. Kelin didn't want to get on the bike, not as understanding as before, and after two sessions, they separated a distance to go to the place of tryst, and besides, the revolution made all the parks closed at night.They pushed the cart and walked for a while, but they had nothing to say.The walls along the street are now full of university rebel slogans, overshadowing the bloody Red Guards sweep?Slogans like cutting bulls, ghosts and snakes directly point to members of the Political Bureau of the Party Central Committee and vice premiers.

"Yu Qiuli must bow his head and confess his guilt to the revolutionary masses—." "Tan Zhenlin, your death knell is ringing!" Lin has already taken off her red armbands and two blue-grey long-haired scarves to cover her head and face, trying her best to hide herself so as not to attract attention, and she can't see her charm among the pedestrians in gray-blue cotton clothes on the street.The restaurant closed early at night, with nowhere to go and nothing to say, the two of them pushed the cart in the cold wind, keeping a clear distance between them.Gusts of wind and sand raised fragments of the big-character posters and floated under the street lamps.

He felt a little tragic, facing a life-and-death struggle for justice, but his relationship with Lin was about to end, and he couldn't help but feel desolate.It's not that he doesn't want to restore the relationship with Lin, but how can he cut into this topic and reverse the situation on the basis of equality, not just accept the love that Lin rewards.He asked about Lin's parents and expressed his concern.Lin didn't answer, and walked silently for a while, but still couldn't communicate with each other. "There seems to be something wrong with your father's history," Lin said first.

"What's the problem?" He was taken aback. "I'm just reminding you," Lin said flatly. "He doesn't belong to any party!" he retorted immediately, also with the instinct of self-defense. "It seems..." Lin didn't continue and stopped. "Like what?" He stopped and asked. "I've only heard that half-sentence." Lin continued to push the cart without looking at him, still above him, reminding him as well as caring, telling him not to go crazy, even though he was still protecting him, he could tell that this was no longer love, as if he had covered up his background, This care also includes doubts!polluted.He couldn't stop arguing:

"Before Liberation, my father was the department director of a bank and a steamship company, and also worked as a reporter. It was a private commercial newspaper. So what?" What he could immediately remember was Mao's New Democracy, a pamphlet in woolen paper that his father hid in the shoebox of silver rounds under the chest of drawers at home when he was a child, but he didn't mention it.It was useless to say that, he felt aggrieved because his father was not himself in the first place. "They said! Your father was an officer—" "What's the matter? He was still hired to fight, or he was fired! He was unemployed before Liberation. He was never a capitalist, nor was he an agent of management!——

Feeling righteously indignant, he immediately felt weak and could no longer gain Lin's trust. Lin stopped talking. He stepped on the support of his bicycle in front of a large slogan that had just been posted, stopped and asked: "What else?! Who said that?" Lin hold the car!Avoid meeting him, bowed his head and said, "You don't need to ask, just know!" Front "The young men and women who painted the slogan picked up the paste and ink buckets on the ground, rode on the bicycle and left, and the ink of the slogan just written on the wall was still dripping down.

"That's why you're hiding from me?" he asked aloud. "Of course not," Lin still didn't look at him, and added in a very soft voice, "The last thing you want to do is break with me." "I miss you, really, really miss you!" His voice was loud, yet he felt powerless and hopeless. "Forget it, it's impossible:..." Lin whispered, avoiding his gaze, and turned to push the cart to leave.The red hand grabbed Lin's handlebars, but Lin lowered his head lower, saying don't do this, let me go, I just told you that your father has a history-"

"Who said that? People from the Political Department? It's a big year?" He asked, unable to hold back his anger. Lin stood up and turned his face away, looking at the vehicles on the street and the bicycles passing by the side of the road.engraved father "It's not classified as a rightist—. He still tried to argue—this is something he wants to forget again. He remembered her mother said—it's all over at last, that was when his mother was still alive and he was still in college and went home for the Spring Festival. "No, it's not a problem..." Lin turned the handle of the car and stepped on the pedals.

"What's the problem?" He held on to Lin's handlebar. "They're talking about hidden guns..." Lin bit his lip, stepped into the car, and slammed into the car and left.He plagiarized. ——Liu Hongxiang—I also seem to see Lin’s teary eyes flashing by—maybe it’s an illusion—maybe it’s Gu Ying——Lin Qizhen’s back with his head wrapped around his head is confused with the many figures on the road—torn paper under the lamppost— And dusty — no.The meeting cannot be divided.It was probably at that time that he rubbed against the slogan that had just been pasted on the wall, and his sleeve was stained with ink and paste, so he firmly remembered the scene when he broke up with Lin.

His heart was blocked and he was in a panic, so he rode on the bike without it.The heavy word "hidden gun skills" is enough to make him dizzy, and after thinking about the meaning of this word, he is destined to rebel to the end. "They" gang of more than twenty people broke into the alley on the Zhongnanhai Sea. At the gate of a heavily guarded ocher red gate, they demanded that the head who claimed to represent the Party Central Committee go to their agency to admit his mistakes, and to vindicate the cadres and the masses who were labeled as anti-Party. When they entered the office, the old revolutionary who had already held the rank of general before taking up this important position actually received them. Compared with the leading cadres in their agencies who were cautious and could not squeeze out a word, after all, their bearing was extraordinary. Tang Tang was sitting upright on the leather armchair in front of the unusually large desk, without getting up.

"I'm not flattering you. I've met too many people. When I was engaged in revolution and mass movements, you young people didn't know where you were. I'm not trying to sell the old." , The attitude and tone are still the same as giving a report at the venue. "You young people want to rebel, that's alright! I have rebelled, revolutionized, and others have rebelled against me. I have also made mistakes, and I have more experience than you. I said some wrong words and hurt people. "The feelings of some comrades, everyone has some righteous indignation, I am here to apologize to the comrades.What else?You will not make mistakes?always right?I dare not say this, except for Chairman Mao, he is always right!Doubt is not allowed, which one of you will not make mistakes?Ha ha-. " This group of rabble, when they came, they were all aggressive and high-spirited, but now they are all well-behaved, and they listened to the lesson, and no one said a word.He heard the overtones, the old man's anger and hidden threats.He still had to stand up, who asked him to assume the leadership of this mob, so he asked: "Did you know that after your mobilization report, everyone went through the customs inspection that night? Hundreds of people who were labeled as anti-Party elements, and many others have their materials compiled. Can you instruct the party committee to declare redress and destroy these materials in public?" "Everyone has their own account. Your party committee is the party committee's problem, and the masses have no problem? I can't guarantee it. I have already said it. What I take back is what I said! What I said personally!" The chief didn't get bored anymore and stood up. "Then, can you say this again on the same occasion as you gave the report?" He couldn't back down either. "This requires the approval of the Party Central Committee. I am doing work for the Party, and I must abide by the Party's discipline. I can't speak casually." "Then who approved the mobilization report you made?" This is the restricted area, and he also felt the weight of these words.The chief stared at him, with two thick eyebrows graying, and said coldly: "What I said, I personally bear. Chairman Mao and his old man still used me to scare me, and they haven't dismissed me as an official! Of course I am personally responsible for what the watch said!" "So, can you record what you said and post it on a big-character poster?! We are representatives of the masses, so we can have an explanation to the masses," After he finished speaking, he looked at the crowd around him, but none of them spoke.The chief stared at him. He understood that this was a contest of great disparity in strength, and there was no way back, so he said: "We will sort out the record of what you just said, please read it." "Young man, I admire your courage!" Without losing his majesty, the chief turned around, opened the small door behind the desk, and entered.Unnoticed, the small door was closed in an instant, leaving only the leather swivel chair empty to his mob.He firmly remembered this sentence, which was a threat and a mockery. The potbellied secretary of the party committee was standing in the meeting place to review the manuscript, and his speech was slurred. He had lost the grandeur of sitting next to the head of the central government with his belly raised and his head held high. The microphone is still far away, and it seems that it is difficult to recognize these words and sentences word by word: "I misunderstood... the spirit of the Party Central Committee. I implemented... some inappropriate instructions. It hurt... the revolutionary enthusiasm of comrades, and I sincerely—" Comrade Wu Tao pimpled at this point, and his voice rose slightly : "Sincerely, to the comrades here, I apologize—" The fat and huge head drooped slightly, as if bowing, showing oldness and honesty. "What inappropriate instructions? Make it clear—." A voice in the venue questioned loudly.Wu left the table, looked down at the venue from above the glasses frame, and the people in the venue immediately looked around at each other.Wu immediately returned to the manuscript, and continued to read it one by one, more slowly, biting the words more clearly: "The old revolution has encountered new problems. We rely on the old experience of the past and do things in the same way. Under today's new situation, we will definitely not be able to do it!" One by one.The speeches were all empty Mandarin, and there was some movement in the venue.Wu probably felt that someone was going to interrupt again, so he suddenly warmed up to Min.Son, raise your voice for emphasis: "I also carried out some wrong instructions and made a mistake!" Wu Yi let go of the manuscript and made a gesture, obviously modifying the vague wording on the manuscript. - Whose instructions?How to instruct? !You make it clear—. " the woman asked. "The leading comrades of the Central Committee, the Central Committee of our Party—" Wu took off his glasses, trying to see who this woman was at the venue. The woman didn't show weakness, instead she raised her head and asked loudly: "Which central government are you talking about? Which leader? How did you instruct you? Tell me," Everyone at the venue knew in their hearts that the sacred Party Central Committee had been split, and even the Politburo of the Party Central Committee was being replaced by Chairman Mao's proletarian headquarters, the Central Cultural Revolution.The headquarters leading Comrade Wu Tao could no longer control the meeting place, and there was a buzzing sound.But Wu Tao, who is the diary of the head of the party committee, still strictly abides by the party's discipline, did not answer, and switched to a sad tone and suppressed it loudly: "On behalf of the party committee, I apologize to the comrades who have been punished!" He lowered his head again, and this time his fat body leaned forward, which seemed to be really strenuous. "Hand over your blacklist!" Another middle-aged man shouted, also a party member cadre who was punished. "What blacklist?" Wu panicked and asked back immediately. "You check out the blacklist that is destined to be sent to labor camp—." It was the female section chief who was shouting again, her face was pale and her hair was disheveled in anger. "There is no such thing!" Wu bent down and grabbed the microphone, immediately denying: "Don't listen to rumors! Comrades, please rest assured that our party committee does not have such a blacklist—I assure you with party spirit, there really isn't one! Some comrades have been wronged. I admit, there's absolutely nothing about the blacklist—" Before Wu could finish speaking, there was a commotion in the left front corner of the venue, and some people left their seats to go to the front of the stage. "I want to say a few words! Why don't you let me say one? If there is really nothing, I won't be afraid of people talking!" It was Lao Liu who was working in the security office who was preventing him from taking power. "Let Comrade Liu Zhan speak! Why not let people speak? Let Comrade Liu Ping speak," Amidst the echo, Lao Liu pushed aside the obstruction, stepped onto the stage, faced the venue, waved his finger at Wu Tao who was on the podium,—it was Liu Mao—.As soon as the movement started and the earliest big-character posters came out, the party committee held an emergency meeting, instructing all departments to carry out general records of party support and personnel.Just wait in line, the Political Department already has a list like this!Not to mention after the investigation——. The venue exploded, and many people stood up and shouted: "People from the Political Department come out," "Ask someone from the Political Department to testify—" "Hand over the blacklist of the whole person!" "Only the leftists are allowed to advance and rebel! The rightists are not allowed to overthrow the sky!" Immediately, someone shouted again and rushed from the seats to the front of the stage, this time it was the new year. "Revolution is innocent! Rebellion is justified!" reduce.The lead was Da Li, blushing and standing on a chair. He also stood up, the venue was chaotic, and everyone stood up one after another. ———… I have thirty-one years of Party membership, I Without going against the party, my history, the party and the masses can censor...   Before Lao Liu finished speaking, he was grabbed by Da Nian who jumped onto the stage. "Get out! You just don't have the right to speak out against the party and careerists like Lao Tzu, a landlord!" Danian twisted Lao Liu's arm and pushed him down the stage. "Comrades! My father is not a landlord. He supported the party during the Anti-Japanese War. The party has policies for enlightened gentry. There are files to check—" A few more Red Guards who had torn off the armbands of Lao Liu's son came on stage, and Lao Liu was forced off the stage and fell to the ground. "You are not allowed to beat people! Those who suppress the revolutionary mass movement will not end well!" He also broke out in passion and couldn't stop shouting. "superior!" Da Li waved his hands and shouted, then stepped over the back of the chair and rushed to the stage.They all came to the stage. The two sides confronted each other, shouting their own slogans, but there was no action, and the venue was in chaos. "Comrades, Comrades Red Guards! Comrades Red Guards on both sides, please go back to your seats—" Wu tapped on the microphone, but no one listened to him anymore, and the cadres of the political department did not dare to intervene again. Everyone in the meeting stood up, and the discussion was passionate.Unexpectedly, he walked to the podium, snatched the microphone from Wu's hand, and shouted into the microphone: "If Wu Tao doesn't surrender, let him perish—" Immediately echoed in the venue, he declared decisively: "The party committee has no right to hold this kind of meeting to deceive the masses. If it is to be held, it must be held by our revolutionary masses!" There was applause from the audience.He emerged from the stalemate of confrontation with the Red Guards and emerged as the needed leader of the out-of-control masses. The party secretary who lost his deterrence became the target of public criticism, and even the head of the central government behind him was unhooked wisely, and the phone could no longer be reached. Comrade Wu Tao, who carried out "inappropriate instructions", became a victim of political gambling at a higher level .