Chapter 5 Chapter V Policies and Strategies

1 turn Summer is over.When others entered the Sanxia busy season, I was thinking about a question throughout the summer: how to dig out the strength of the Chenggang brigade masses from their blood and bones.We have to rely on the masses.The masses are the real heroes.This is a universal truth.When we parted ways with Hongmei at the entrance of the village that time, she said, "We must carry the revolution to the end." I said, "Don't worry, Hongmei, as long as you rely on the masses, it won't be long before you can take power in the village." Then , we broke up at the head of the village.I watched her walk by the well platform in Chengqian Street, and then made a detour to Chenghou Street and walked home lightly.I shut myself up at home and thought about it all summer.This summer, I have silently recited the great and profound seven words that we must rely on the masses thousands of times.Those seven words made me realize that the reason why the leadership of the Cheng Gang brigade is impenetrable and impenetrable, like an iron bucket, is not only because they are all the rotten mantle of the Cheng family blood, but also a more important reason It is because we did not mobilize the masses, rely on the masses, did not make a fuss about the word "dare", and did not pay attention to policies and strategies.In order to mobilize the masses, I had to come up with a plan, a strategy.That summer, the result of my closed door was that I listed four plans in my kraft notebook:

(1) Quickly set up a three-person core leadership team consisting of me, Hongmei, Cheng Qinglin or Cheng Qingxian. (2) Extensively collect newspapers, radio broadcasts, and examples and models of nine cities, county towns, left villages, and right villages who obstruct revolutionary actions and will inevitably end well. (3) These examples and typical examples were printed into leaflets and widely distributed to every household and to the hands of every commune member, causing unprecedented tension and uneasiness in Chenggang's political atmosphere. (4) In a tense atmosphere, mobilize the masses and look for breakthroughs in the revolution.The first one, when autumn just arrived, Hongmei and I went to Cheng Qinglin and said, "Qinglin, let's talk straight, do you want to join the leading group? After overthrowing the party branch of the Cheng Gang brigade, you will be the member of the Cheng Gang brigade." Deputy branch secretary." He thought about it and said, "Yes. As long as I can be a village cadre, I will do whatever your patriotic army asks me to do." There is no need to look for Cheng Qingxian any more.A leadership core group was formed immediately.Second, we spent half a month in the secret operation, collecting 78 cases, and selected 15 typical cases from these cases, and printed 200 leaflets.In order to keep it secret, I went to a neighboring county 180 miles away to print the leaflets with my comrades in arms (my comrades in arms work in the typing room of the county party committee).These 15 examples are: (1) In Dongcheng District, the nine capital of the region, the secretary of the district party committee not only did not support the rebellion of the young revolutionary generals, but even walked down the street hand in hand with a girl, the young generals hung him in the city hall. Burned alive on the gate tower. (2) In Chengguan Hongmei's alma mater, a teacher peeked into the women's restroom. When he was lecturing, the students tied him to the blackboard shelf, pulled out his eyeballs and fed them to the dogs. (3) In Dongdatouer Brigade, which is only six miles away from Chenggang, the masses discovered that the secretary of the party branch had dropped Chairman Mao’s quotations into the latrine. The floating quotations were pressed into the bottom of the thatched pond.However, the sky net is well restored, sparse but not leaky, paper cannot contain fire, and soil cannot stop water.When the adobe was soaked into mud, the masses fished out the red quotations on the day they grasped the revolution and promoted production and picked manure to irrigate the land. They found that the quotations contained the name of the village party secretary. He broke one of his legs, and let him eat a lot of his own shit. (4) In the deep creases of the Palou Mountains, there is a village called Xiaoxi Village, which requires all people crossing the bridge to recite a quote from Chairman Mao. A female member of the commune cannot recite it. The young man guarding the bridge asked him: " Do you know who Chairman Mao is?" The man thought for a long time and shook his head, and the youths pushed her under the water and drowned. ………… (13) A 21-year-old rebel in the provincial capital is already a member of the provincial standing committee, the head of propaganda, and the youngest provincial leading cadre promoted by the revolution in the whole country. (14) Zhao Xiaqiu, female, 26 years old, a worker in a factory in the area, became a good factory manager supported by 7,800 workers in the factory overnight after being interviewed by the leader. (15) In the Majiayingzi Commune adjacent to Chenggang Town 22 Li Road, an 18-year-old returning student led the youth to make a revolution. After overthrowing the village party branch secretary, a new village branch was formed; Due to his meritorious service in the revolution, he has recently become not only the secretary of the commune, but also a member of the county party committee.It has been printed as a typical example of a flyer. Reading it is not only creepy and frightening, but also refreshing and pleasing to the soul.On the land of China, there are people who became the propaganda director of the provincial party committee at the age of 21, the director of a state-owned factory with 7,800 employees at the age of 26, and the village party secretary and head of the commune at the age of 18.If you are poor, you want to change; if you want to do it, you need revolution.This is how society is. It is advancing every day, and people's thoughts are being transformed. Especially when the revolutionary climax comes, you are like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. The world is yours and ours, but in the final analysis it is yours.We cannot afford not to act.We can no longer be soft-hearted.We have won against the enemy with guns, and we must also win against the enemy without guns.We sent out those leaflets that smelled like black ink.We stood at the head of the village, like a real patient suffering from a demonic disease, we put a card in his or her hand whenever we saw someone.Ask: "What is it?" Answer: "Flyer." Ask: "What is written on it?" Answer: "Look at it and you will know." Say: "I don't know a word, how can I read it?" Say: "Please You will know when you read it.” Those villagers who came home from work, those villagers who drove cattle and sheep home, those students who came out of school from school to eat lunch, they took those traditional I read it while walking, and some of them read aloud while walking on the street, just like reading aloud in class.Those illiterate villagers approached the person who read the leaflet, but when he heard the excitement, the person who read the leaflet suddenly stopped reading and his face turned pale.Those who listened said: "Hurry up and read it." The one who read put away the leaflet and said, "I'm afraid something will happen, I'm afraid something will happen." After speaking, he hurried home in a panic. He rushed home as if he was hiding from a disaster.Unexpected and wonderful things just happened. 200 leaflets, when the three of us distributed more than 30 leaflets, most of the young people who were dragged off the battlefield by their parents and grandparents in the battle of the archway consciously returned to our side and returned to the revolutionary ranks.Cheng Qingsen, Cheng Qingshi, Cheng Qingwang, Cheng Xianzhuan, Cheng Xianmin, Cheng Xianfan, Cheng Qingan, Cheng Xiancui, Tian Zhuangzhuang, Ren Qizhu, Shi Dagou, Shi Ergou, Zhang Xiaoshu, when they read the leaflets, they were startled at first, and then looked at those leaflets. After that, they all came over to help us distribute leaflets.We took more than a dozen of the remaining one hundred leaflets, and went to Chengqian Street, Chenghou Street, the village head, the eating place, and the school gate, and scattered those leaflets like snowflakes. Paste and hang the rest on the door of someone's house and on the low jujube and persimmon trees.For a while, Chenggang Village was in panic. Every household was talking about the secretary of the district party committee who was burned to death, the teacher whose eyes were gouged out, and the village party secretary who had his leg broken and ate his own shit.On the streets in autumn, apart from the sweet smell of corn, the half-black and half-white terror shrouded the streets.Said: "Did you really push that man into the water and drowned?" Said: "I know the Party Secretary of Dongdatouer Village, did you really break his leg?" Relatives, I ran to ask diligently, and the situation was indeed true. He also said that the son of the calligrapher heard that his father used adobe to press the quotations into the bottom of the toilet, so he asked his father: "Really?" The father bowed his head and said nothing, the son slapped his father across the face, and then kicked his father in the crotch.A profound ideological struggle started like a tornado in every household of Cheng Gang. The discerning villagers have seen the torrent of revolution rushing into Cheng Gang Town with unstoppable force.I know that I must take advantage of this shareholder wind to quickly find the breakthrough of the revolution, find the Adam's apple and heart that will kill the enemy.In short, it is necessary to find out from the village party secretary his current counter-revolutionary remarks or actions, and destroy the party branch in one fell swoop.Of course, if Cheng Tianqing is overthrown, the party branch will also be destroyed. Of course, if Cheng Tianqing is to be put to death quickly, he needs the hard facts and evidence that he is counter-revolutionary or has been counter-revolutionary.Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't find these evidences, as long as you can find some from his immediate family members, that's perfectly fine.At the critical juncture of the revolution, all roads lead to Rome, and this is the reason why all roads lead to the same goal.The season of cold dew has passed, and the season of autumn ripening has arrived.The rotten sweetness of maize redness has begun to attack the village from the fields. When you walk from Chenggang Town, you will see and touch the brown smell in the wind from west to east, or from south to north. The yellow smell of autumn is like catkins and poplar flowers floating in the street in early spring.This is the most unfavorable season for the revolutionary situation.During the development of the rural revolution, busy farming always hindered the revolutionary process.The revolution always has to make way for the busy farming, and pay a heavy price for the busy farming.I think we should find a breakthrough in the revolution before the arrival of the autumn harvest, strike while the iron is hot in the rush of the autumn harvest, and pull Cheng Tianqing from the position of emperor of the Cheng Gang brigade.I decided to call a meeting of the cadres of the revolution.The oral notice of the meeting was given to 17 people by Cheng Qinglin, and the meeting place was chosen on the beach of the Shisanli River (the place where Hongmei and I missed the appointment).In order to deeply mobilize everyone to expose Cheng Tianqing's mistakes and criminal facts at that meeting, I bought 17 notebooks, 17 ballpoint pens, and 1 box of red ink.I want everyone to write down Cheng Tianqing's wrong words and deeds in a notebook immediately after my mobilization, and then press their red handprints on that notebook.I hope that through this secret meeting, I can find out whether Cheng Tianqing dropped Chairman Mao’s quotations into the latrine, or wrote the three characters of Chairman Mao wrongly or upside down, or accidentally said something that seemed ordinary. Afterwards, there are shocking mistakes.Only a little bit of this happened, and the breakthrough of the revolution appeared. Cheng Gang might see the light of day, and Cheng Tianqing would be in disaster.It was noon, and the weather was very hot. Everyone in the village was taking a nap, and the scorching tranquility on the village street was like a pot that had boiled dry.Girl Honghua and baby Hongsheng also fell asleep in the room.In order to make those 17 ballpoint pen refills into ballpoint pens that can write, I folded my bamboo broom in the yard, cut out 17 thin bamboo poles with a kitchen knife, and made ballpoint pens with shoe ropes.At that moment, Guizhi opened the door and came back, carrying in his hand a bag of machine-rolled thin noodles and half a basket of eggs and duck eggs.She asked, "What are you doing? That's a new broom." I said, "Listen, you and I are not a car on the road. From now on, why don't you ask me less?" She stood there in a daze, Her face turned green, and she seemed about to have an attack, but she held back.I know she has something to ask of me.Every time she asks for something from me, she always suppresses her anger so as not to get angry.She said, "Do you know what month of the lunar calendar is today?" I didn't look up, and I was still stuffing the refill into the thin bamboo stick, "What's the matter with me?" She said, "Today It’s my dad’s 60th birthday, do you know?” I glanced at her, “He’s 60 years old? State officials must retire at 60, why is he still occupying the position of village party secretary?” Gui Zhi’s face The blue color became more serious, "Are you going to celebrate his birthday today?" I said, "Revolution is not a treat for dinner, I don't have that much free time." Guizhi had tears in his eyes, "Gao Aijun, count me as Cheng Guizhi, please do it Can’t you?” I stopped working, “Cheng Guizhi, half a month ago for my mother’s birthday, I asked you to roll a bowl of egg noodles and serve it to my mother on the post. Why don’t you roll it? Why don’t you handle it? Today You begged me, didn't you? Okay, I beg you too, can you let your father fulfill what he said four years ago that I would take over as the village party secretary?" Guizhi was dumbfounded.She stood at the door pitifully. Maybe it was because of her unfilial piety to my mother that she regretted it. Maybe she felt that what her father said about letting me be the branch secretary should be fulfilled. Maybe she was mixed in the face of political and family conflicts. When they were together, she was unable to exert the power and power of a branch secretary's daughter in an ordinary family.All she knew was that she was Cheng Tianqing's daughter, and when she was walking on Chenggang Street, those old people in their 60s, 70s, or even 80s and 90s would come forward to say hello and talk to her when they saw her. Son, but she didn't know that during the revolutionary period, politics prevailed, and every bit of political power could overthrow the inequality, imbalance, and unnecessary power and power in the family.She has only studied for a few years and never read. She is a real rural housewife, and she doesn't know what People's Daily and Liberation Army Daily are, and she doesn't know what "Red Flag" magazine is.She is destined to always have the upper hand in family conflicts for no reason. When family conflicts and political and social entanglements arise, those trivial things will be dyed red. At that time, she was helpless, unable to raise her hands left and right.She is destined to be a victim of politics in the family, just like San Xiangu must have been a victim of the marriage revolution in China twenty or thirty years ago, and Xiao Erhei and Xiaoqin must have become the vested interests of that revolution.I'm making my damn ballpoint pen with an earthen barrel again.She stood in front of me for a while, then put the noodles, eggs, and duck eggs into the stove, moved a stool and sat in the shade at the intersection of the upper room and the stove.I don't know what was going on in her mind at that time, and I don't know whether her mind was a life-and-death battle or a blank.She just sat behind me, two feet away from me, watching the ballpoint pen I was making without blinking her eyes.The sunlight passed through her eyes, and the shade receded from her eyes to behind her. She didn't wake up until the scorching sun shone on her.She was dazed by the sun and her face was sweating.After I finished making 17 ballpoint pens, I stood up and stretched. Seeing her still sitting in the sun, I felt a little kindness in my heart (sometimes, kindness is the natural enemy of revolutionaries). "The sun is shining on you," I said, "tell your father, accept it when you see it, and I won't let him suffer if I become the branch secretary." She stepped back into the shade, her face pale Sunburned black and red. "My father has been ill for a few days. He fell on the bed the other day after reading the things you printed." She said, "Gao Aijun, it's my father's 60th birthday today, so I'm very happy to have two banquets, you Go and apologize to him at this moment, and say no, I, Cheng Guizhi, will treat you and your mother well in the future, and take your mother from her post to live together. As long as you treat my father well, I will definitely treat you well Mother, okay?" I stared at Cheng Guizhi who was sitting there.Her face was the deep purple of overnight pork liver from begging that she had never had before.Suddenly, I felt sick of her like never before, looked down on her and pitied her like never before.I thought how could I marry such an ugly and stupid woman?How could he have a pair of children with her?How could she use being good to my mother as a condition, how could she talk about the big right and wrong in the revolution with the filial piety that should have existed but has long since disappeared?Could it be that the problem of revolution can be solved by family means?Can class struggle be reconciled with noodle chopsticks?Can the proletariat accept the gift of a handful of millet and a few beans from the bourgeoisie?I stared at Cheng Guizhi's face for a while, looked at the "Seagull" watch on my wrist, picked up the pen, notebook and printing box and went out. "Gao Aijun!" She stood up suddenly and stopped me.I didn't turn my head and stood in the gate. "My father's 60th birthday, won't you go?" I said coldly, "Yeah," and said, "Cheng Guizhi, you told your father that there is a revolution of saving everywhere now, factories are saving a shovel of coal, and cities are saving a shovel of coal." Dripping water, all over the country, everyone is grasping the revolution and promoting production in more, faster, better, and more economical areas, and we must push socialist construction to a new stage. Chairman Mao said: "Work hard and thriftly run factories, work hard and thriftly, run shops, and do everything diligently and thriftly." State-owned enterprises and cooperative enterprises, and all other enterprises should be diligent and thrifty, and the principle of diligence and thrift should be implemented in everything. 'Increasing production and practicing strict economy have become the fundamental principles of socialist construction. But as a party member and cadre, your father What is the meaning of a leader who spends extravagantly on his 60th birthday? Is it for his birthday, or does he have ulterior motives?" I left.After saying this, I went out.I heard Cheng Guizhi jumping behind me furiously and calling my name again, calling out: "Gao Aijun, I will make you regret it!" At that time, I didn't know the real meaning of her words, so I closed the door , Resented loudly: "It's not me who regrets, but your father Cheng Tianqing." Then, I walked away.The alley at noon is like a hot cloth bag, and the cry of cicadas falls from the trees like fried sand, flows from the empty cloth bag, and rolls over.Someone's dog was sticking out his tongue, saw me lazily looking up, and fell asleep under the tree again.It was such an ordinary moment, without any unusual time, that the revolutionary situation in Cheng Gang changed fundamentally.It's moving in a good direction.changed in our favor.This is accidental, but also inevitable (accidental is always conceived in inevitable).Because of the normality of this time, because of the ever-changing situation, and because I was too focused and hard on the revolution, the moment the dawn emerged from the darkness, I didn't realize it came.Gao Aijun's house, whose door was closed by me, was silent.Cheng Gangzhen, who was left behind by my footsteps, was silent.When I walked out of the village, the town government's old Beijing jeep came back from nowhere, and I saw the middle-aged mayor Wang Zhenhai, who always shaved his hair, sitting in the car, walking around the road outside the village on the edge of Chenggang Town, towards the town. Drive in the direction of the government compound.I wished he would stop and talk to me, but the car just sped away.I knew he wouldn't stop and talk to me.He doesn't know me, and he doesn't know that there is a genius revolutionary hidden in Chenggang Town, and he doesn't know that the revolutionist is the most effective gravedigger for the middle-aged mayor of the town.Looking at the jeep going away, I picked up a stone and threw it in the direction of the jeep. I watched the stone hit a tung tree, smashing the tung tree until it was thirteen miles away. The river went there.Hongmei has already reached the Shisanli River Beach first.She also led her daughter Taoer to the river beach.Tao'er was stripping off her feet, and was sitting by the river, beating the water with her white lotus-like feet.Hongmei saw that I seemed to be sorry for me, she glanced at Taoer and said, "If you don't let me come, she will cry and cry, there is nothing I can do." I looked towards Taoer and said, "Come on Well, it’s okay, we’ll talk about it when we have a chance.” Both of us knew what to say and what to do when we had a chance.We sat opposite each other in the shade under a row of willow trees. She wore a cloth skirt that few people in the town dared to wear at that time (it was already very popular in the city, what a damn difference between urban and rural areas). The legs are as touching as the fake ones.I saw the fine hairs on her calf, sparsely shining golden rays of light in the sunlight that occasionally fell between the willow branches and leaves.She knows I'm watching her.We haven't been alone together for a long time.We both desperately wanted the chance to be alone together.It seemed that she knew what was going on in my mind at that time, she turned her slightly tilted body and moved forward, sitting more frontally and closer to me.Then, she took off the velveteen shoes she was wearing, revealing her ten bright red toenails, and pulled her skirt up, revealing half of her plump thighs.My mouth was dry and I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.The river beach is quiet, the water is rushing, and the white waterfowl under the sun rise and fall on the water surface gathered by the dam.Xiao Tao'er called out loudly: "Mom——Mom——Yu'er—" (Cheng Gang's children all call their mother "Mother", only Tao'er calls them "Mom").Hongmei turned her head and said loudly: "Tao'er, play by yourself, Mom will talk to your uncle." Tao'er rolled up her trouser legs and caught fish by the river.Hongmei looked at me, turned her gaze over my shoulder, and then looked at the Qudi Road leading to the village.I asked: "Is anyone here?" She said: "No." Then asked: "Or... let's go to the woods over there for a while?" No one knew what I needed at that time better than Hongmei.I love her, I will love her to death.After asking that sentence, she made a gesture of getting up and going to sacrifice for me. I knew that when I got there, as long as I nodded, she would desperately take off my clothes for me.But I shook my head: "In extraordinary times, the overall situation is everything." She nodded knowingly, and put her feet on my thighs, making the ten red toenails shine bright red in front of me.At this time, Cheng Qinglin came, and Hongmei stood up as if nothing had happened, got up and gave Cheng Qinglin a pen and a notebook.Later, every time she came to one, she went to distribute a pen and a notebook.She said something to them while posting, so that people soon followed her into a mysterious revolutionary scene.I sat on a basket-like stone high on the river beach, watching everyone holding that pen and that book looking at me.I said, "Who else hasn't come?" Both Hongmei and Cheng Qinglin said, "We're all here." Needless to say, the meeting can start, and I can go straight to the topic and say what I want to say.But I said: "Let me tell you a good news first. Less than three days after we sent out those leaflets, Cheng Tianshui, the deputy branch secretary—is Uncle Qingxian." I looked at the man sitting on one of my shoes. Qingxian said: "He came to me last night and said that when he accidentally sat down on the ground, the quotations from Chairman Mao fell out of his trouser pocket, and he sat down on the book of quotations from Chairman Mao. He said that he had no idea that he had made a big mistake. He was not worthy of being the deputy party secretary. He would rather give up the position of deputy party secretary to one of us. Common people." At this point I paused, glanced at everyone, and saw crackling flames dancing in everyone's eyes.I said: "The electrician in the village also confessed to me that he once wanted to test whether the skin of Chairman Mao's quotations was insulated or not. Unexpectedly, the short circuit of the wire burned the skin of the quotation and burned the portrait of Chairman Mao. He said that he was not qualified to be an electrician, and he was willing to hand over his power as an electrician at any time. The brigade accountant also said that he once dropped Chairman Mao’s badge on a pile of pig feces. I took my sentence as Chairman Mao's words... Wait, what does this mean?" I raised my voice, and kept dancing the bamboo ballpoint pen in my hand, "It means that we have won the first battle, and that we have won the first battle." Victory is in sight, which means that those who have made mistakes or serious mistakes trembled and flinched before us, before the revolutionary tide came. What else is there to say? It shows that for the revolutionary movement, all parties and all comrades will stand in front of us. Those who are tested and rejected during the movement will be assessed and judged. We are not afraid of them making mistakes. If they make mistakes and correct them, they are good comrades. But for those who have made mistakes and are unwilling to correct them, unwilling to confess honestly, and even try to muddle through How should we deal with the people who are still alive? There is no other way but one way out, and that is to mobilize the masses—to mobilize the masses—to mobilize the masses again. When the masses are really and thoroughly mobilized, those who make mistakes and want to Those who muddle through will get to the bottom of the truth. Just see it, and it will be revealed to the world. "Now, it should be said that the people in Chenggang have basically awakened, and they will be completely and completely mobilized by us.The remaining work is that every party member, every member of the League, and every revolutionary youth here must truly shoulder the role of the vanguard and the role of the fighting team; Stand firmly on the cusp of the revolution, stand against the wind and rain, fight against the waves, fight against the sky, against the earth, and against the class enemies of Cheng Gang; The wrong words and deeds of every member of the party branch were unreservedly exposed, making them street rats. Cheng Tianqing, but a new organization, team and branch formed by each of us. "Right now, Cheng Tianqing is already sick, which means that they are not only trembling, but also terrified and distraught. It means that the success of the revolution is in the near future. In order to avoid internal conflicts before the success of the revolution and before we seize power, to avoid There is an unwarranted phenomenon of scrambling for power among us. Let me make one thing clear to you: that is, although the revolution is to seize power, it is not a distribution of the old power; Who has a higher position? Who has a lower position? Who has more power? Who has less power? This depends on everyone's performance and efforts in exposing, on whether the level of revolutionary consciousness is high or low, and on the ability to organize and mobilize the masses. You and Xiao. We don’t care about meritorious deeds, but we will not ignore the performance of everyone here. I must make this point clear. After taking power, even the deputy captain of the production team, the recorder, the cattle herder, and the crop guard— ——These good things will never happen to those who sit back and watch everything in the movement, and those who are indifferent and insensitive to the revolution.” I said: “Now, the notebook is in everyone’s hands, and the pen is also in everyone’s hands. Meditate and recall for a few minutes. If you have any opinions about Cheng Tianqing, the village party secretary, deputy party secretary, village head, and deputy village head, including all the cadres in the brigade and their immediate family members and children, please write them down. Put your own fingerprint on that notebook." After I finished speaking, I don't know what kind of agitation and effect my words had on Cheng Gang's revolutionary backbone.But there is one thing I can see very clearly, that is, they haven't dared to really stand against Cheng Tianqing, and they dare not write anything in that notebook.They look at me, I look at you, look at each other, observe each other, it seems that as soon as someone first writes the material of exposing in the notebook, others will follow suit.I said: "One more thing, please rest assured that no matter who exposes whom, the names of these informers will not be published unless it is absolutely necessary." Putting it on the ground, he sighed and said: "I really want to expose it, but I really don't know anything about it." The person who said this was Cheng Qingxian, the nephew of the deputy branch secretary.His words seemed to be contagious, and several others put their pens on the ground and said similar words in frustration.Experience has taught me that at this time it is necessary to prevent this inadvertent headwind from blowing away the enthusiasm of the newly awakened revolutionaries.I looked at those who were writing and talking, and my eyes fell on Hongmei's face.Hongmei immediately understood.She walked from the crowd to the front of the crowd and said: "I exposed my father-in-law Cheng Tianmin and Cheng Tianqing. They often sat in the second courtyard of Cheng Temple to discuss state affairs and sighed at the revolutionary situation. Once I said that the revolutionary youth in the county made me An old Red Army paraded through the streets, Cheng Tianqing said he knew the Red Army, and if he met those young people who let the old Red Army parade, he would cut off the young men's heads with a shovel." (I love Hongmei) I said: "Write it down , This is the criminal evidence." Hongmei began to write in the notebook in front of everyone.The matter is as simple as that, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.However, more often than not, the east wind prevails over the west wind.Seeing that Hongmei said and wrote that, Cheng Qinglin followed up and said: "I exposed the three crimes of the party branch headed by Cheng Tianqing, all of which were written in the notebook. One day the revolution will require me to publicly state these three crimes, and I will be punished. If Cheng Qinglin's head is cut off, I dare to stand up and be a public witness." After speaking, Cheng Qinglin took a step forward, squatted beside Hongmei, put the notebook on his knees, and began to write rustlingly. (When the sun rises in the east, the He’er grows strong; when the nectar falls, the flowers bloom in full bloom; when the big river swells and the waves are surging, the carp leaps against the waves. Class storms rise, and the wind blows and the waves are unshakable.) With Hongmei and Qinglin After blatantly exposing them, everyone actually started to write in the notebooks in their hands. Some put the notebooks on their knees, some put the notebooks on the stone, and some simply put the notebooks on the ground, and people crawled on the ground. Write in the sand.It was an exciting scene.In the distance, the autumn crops are ripe, and there is the scent of crimson corn; nearby, on the bright white water of the Shisanli River, there are peaches playing, and the figure of an osprey stabbing down through the clouds.In the willow forest on the river beach beside me, the shallow wind is gentle and cool.In the canal that flows behind Chenggang Town, there are constant calls of frogs and plops of jumping into the water over the canal embankment.The sun has reached the top of the head, and the sun shines in front of and behind everyone, making the shadows written by everyone into a light-colored ball.I saw that the quick hand had already written a page and marked it! "The order of #, I have already written more than half a page with slow hands, and the handwriting is crooked. In that book, it is like a pile of feces on a piece of white paper. I walked back and forth among those who wrote the exposing materials, It was decided that after these people handed in the exposing materials, they would write big-character posters overnight, so that the villagers would wake up in the morning and see Cheng Gang like white snowflying after a night, and the walls of the streets and alleys were covered with dirty faces of Cheng Tianqing and Cheng Tianmin. Smelly and excrement, crime and feces. I decided that after the revolution is successful, the person who spreads a piece of excrement on the paper, if he is not capable of being a brigade cadre or production team leader, he should also be a forest ranger on the hillside, a member of the production team. The record worker, or the miller of the electric mill in the brigade. In short, who is our enemy and who is our friend? This question is not only the first question during the revolution, but also the first question after the revolution is successful. The revolution cannot be judged by merit. rewards, but the revolution must not allow those comrades who shed their lives and shed their blood to suffer first and be second. This is a question of the interests of the revolution, and it is also a premise that must be considered first when mobilizing the masses in the countryside. I am in everyone’s exposure Planning where the pen, paper, and paste for writing big-character posters will come from; thinking that the storm of revolution is about to fall like a storm in Chenggang Village, a pool of stagnant water, and thinking that the stagnant water will become a big river going east. The bowl of cold water will also turn the river and the sea. I know that this meeting on the river beach will be recorded in the annals of the Cheng Gang revolution, and because of the revelations at this meeting, the Cheng Gang revolution will enter a real turning point. Some of the actions of launching a revolution in Ganggang cannot be compared with the actions of those revolutionaries in the county town, Hejiudu, and the provincial capital. They will laugh at my practice as a rural pediatrics, just like in the early days of the Communist revolution, some people laughed at Mao Zedong in Shaoshan. The peasant uprising launched was like a bumpkin rebellion. This kind of ridicule is caused by their lack of understanding of the peasants, their unfamiliarity with the countryside and the land, and their lack of familiarity and insight into the unique feudal culture of Chenggang Town and Ercheng’s hometown. Engels said: "The emancipation of the proletariat will also have its own military expression and will create its own special and new methods of warfare. "The Chinese people's revolutionary war led by the Communist Party of China fulfilled this great prophecy of Engels and created the great military thought of Mao Zedong. Tomorrow, when I succeed in the revolution in the Chenggang Brigade, when I succeed in Chenggang Town, when After my success in the county, after the success of the revolution in the region or even the province, who can not record this secret meeting on the river beach in the annals of history? The method of exposing me is written heavily? When future generations study my life history and the history of revolutionary struggle, who can not say that this is a great and profound sharp turn in my revolutionary career? I will rustle your pen Walking around in the sound, I clearly realized that the 17 homemade ballpoint pens and 17 cheapest notebooks distributed this time would become a kind of historical monument, but I didn’t realize that it was more abrupt and The jaw-dropping event happened, and an even more astonishing moment came. I didn't realize that the more immediate and immediate meaning of the results of my mobile battle and sparrow battle on the beach had already It has emerged, it has emerged. Unexpectedly, the unexpected and reasonable gains brought by this rally have proved the great significance of this rally and the complexity and profoundness of the turning point of the Cheng Gang revolution. This当儿，在程庆林率先把写好的三页揭发材料按上手印，正往我的手上递着时，从水渠那头传来晴天霹雳般的狂唤乱叫声：“高爱军———高爱军在那河滩上没有？ ———高爱军，你疯到哪里了？ ”我沿着那唤声望过去。“喂———你们那儿是一堆死人吗———高爱军在那不在那？快让他跑步回家吧！他媳妇桂枝上吊啦———”我轰隆一声呆住了。所有的人都轰隆一下呆住了。“高爱军———你媳妇桂枝上吊啦，人都死啦你犯魔症到哪去啦———”

我、红梅、程庆林和所有的人的脸都苍白了。红梅苍白的脸上还僵了很厚一层米黄色，望着我，她的额门上立刻出了一层汗。“红梅，”我镇定自若说，“你把大家写的揭发材料收起来，千万不能丢一本。”（我多么伟大哟，有将军风范哟）说完我就迎着从水渠上逆流而上的狂唤乱叫朝着村里跑。那叫我的村人看见我，就对准我把他的叫声砖头瓦块一般朝我砸过来。“爱军，你快些，你媳妇脸都变青啦！舌头都耷拉出来啦！慢一步你和她话都说不上一句啦！” 2转折 桂枝死了。桂枝淅沥哗啦就死了。在我往家里跑着时，“桂枝上吊啦”那句话冰凌条样冷冷地横在我的脑子里，及至跑到家里，那冰凌条就在我脑子里炸开了，使我浑身又冷又热，打摆子样站立不住了。她大概是在我到河滩不久上吊的，是邻居来家里借水桶挑水时发现的，待唤人来把她从梁上卸下来，她人已经没有气儿了，体温像风吹云散一样不见了。那时候村人们把她抬到屋门口的迎风处，让她的头对着院落里，指望风能把她从死里吹回来，可那指望很快就灯熄光灭了。她的脸已经青起来。我拨开人群时看见她的双眼直愣愣地朝上翻，眼白上灰蒙蒙布下一层云。那时候我想她可能已经没救了，想不就是我没有答应去给你爹做寿，这有啥儿想不开？过不过生日有那么重要吗？能比你的命还重要吗？我弯下腰把手放在她的鼻子前，企图从那儿抓住让她生还的一根线，可她的鼻前寒寒凉凉，像我的手放在了一块冰儿上。我知道她已经没救了。我预感到一场鱼死网破的复杂局面已经摆在了我面前，摆在革命面前了。我缓缓地从地上立起来。来给桂枝卸吊的左邻右舍都正用异样的目光望着我。女娃红花和孩娃红生立在桂枝的身边，他们似乎明白家里发生了啥儿事，又似乎不明白家里到底发生了啥儿事，半是惊恐、半是痴傻地看着我。过一会，他们默默到我身边求救似的每人拉着我的一只手。不消说，一个危险的时刻到来了，从村人的目光中我看见了那危险的不仅是我高爱军，还有程岗的革命和前程，方向和路线。在河滩上集会的人也都跑来了，所有的目光都落在我脸上。屋里屋外静得能听到空气的流动和拉锯一样响。我有些心慌，像无数条虫儿在身上、心上蠕动着。红梅走来了。她脸色黄白，过来把红生、红花拦在她怀里，像一个伟大的母亲样把孩娃们揽在她怀里。（伟大的红梅，我死了都爱你！）当红梅把孩娃从我手里接过去时，我看见围在门口的人群外，靠屋里的桌子下，有样东西被人摔碎了。我从桂枝身边走过去，围在桂枝脚头的几个邻人给我让开了路。所有的目光都随着我的脚步朝着屋里看，就都一下看见，那原来放在桌子里边的毛主席的石膏像被摔碎在了屋子里，贴在正墙上的毛主席像也被揭下来撕得粉碎，揉成了一团一团，扔到界墙边、桌子下，粮缸缝儿里和门后的角落里。还有摆在桌上的四卷本《毛泽东选集》，有两本在桌子上，有一本翻着书页，将掉未掉地悬在桌子角，还有一本米黄色的书皮被撕成一条一条扔在柜子下。我朝东边里屋走去，掀开门帘，看见桌里墙上的主席像也被撕掉了，又快步到西屋去，撩开门帘，看见原来摆在窗台上的几十个毛主席像章被弄得满地星辉，四处尘埃了。（她一定是一边撕着、毁着这神圣的东西，一边骂着我：“高爱军，我让你去革命！高爱军，我让你去革命！”桂枝，你咋能这样呢？这是捅天的大罪哟……我想到那200张传单，在程岗哪都发到了，就是没发到桂枝的手里去———灯下黑呀。）我从西边屋里退将出来了。扫了一遍那些望我的人，我对大家说：“谁都别动，要保护现场。”我在人群中用目光找到了程庆林，“你快去通知镇上的派出所，让他们带着照相机立马赶过来。”程庆林有些莫名地望着我。我吼：“还愣着干啥？”程庆林说：“爱军哥……”我狠狠地盯了他一眼。红梅走过来，毅然地说：“我去吧。”（伟大、可爱的红梅呀！）程庆林没有再说啥，看看红梅，明白了啥儿，转身就往门外跑去了。我望着人群中的任齐柱和田壮壮：“你俩去站到大门口，任何闲人不要让进到院里来。”他俩立马朝门外走过去（后来他们一个当了大队的民兵营长，一个副营长）。最后，我望着屋子里所有的人：“都退到院子里，屋里这现场一定要保持原样儿。”所有的人都退到了院子里。屋子里立刻空空荡荡了，只有那些摔碎、撕碎、揉成团儿的神圣和无知、无语的桂枝躺在那。立刻间，我家那种猜疑的目光不见了，被一种如枪林弹雨般的紧张气氛笼盖了，被政治斗争壁垒森严起来了。我立在院子的正中央，在等待中感到脸上有结成铁片样的一层硬壳儿。红梅悄悄走到我面前，如像要安慰一句啥儿话，却只那么立着啥儿也没能说出来。我说：“你把红生、红花带到一边去，千万别吓着了孩娃儿。”听了这话，她眼圈红润了，把红生、红花扯到了院子角。派出所新调来的高个王所长领着两位穿制服的警察，手里提着“五七”式手枪，脖子挂着“海鸥”牌照相机，很快出现在了我家里。最后，桂枝的死被定性为现行反革命自杀案。

3转折 程天青疯了。桂枝突如其来的死使他感到天塌地陷，火山爆发，黄河怒吼，长江决堤。有一句话是千真万确的真理，是哲学上永远不倒的革命观点，就是“任何事情都不会以个人意志为转移”。那一天，程天青睡完了午觉，起床洗了脸，在院里走了一圈，看着儿子、儿媳、女儿、女婿们在院里摘菜剥葱，洗肉砸骨，孙子、孙女们和外孙子、外孙女们在上房的一角跳皮筋、过家家，心里正洋溢着儿孙满堂的幸福时，他美满幸福的生活末日到来了。有人从门外撞着进来唤：“老支书，不好啦，桂枝上吊啦！”程家一院人全都呆起来。程天青盯着来人问：“你说啥？”来人说：“桂枝上吊啦，吊在她家房梁上。”程天青毕竟是解放前在战争的边沿跑来跑去的人。他很快镇定下来了，疾步走出家门，从程中街穿过胡同到了程后街。可他到我家里时，已经慢下一步啦。在门口站着的任齐柱和田壮壮没有敢拦他，却大高声地叫了一声“支书———”叫了一声“天青伯———”。院子里的人都听见了那叫声，都自动给他闪开了一条路，可当他在屋门口看见桂枝那舌头还在嘴外的青脸和泛白的眼睛时，看见那两个乡村警察在门口握着手枪站立着，高个子所长正用相机对着那摔碎、撕碎的毛主席像“啪、啪”拍照时，他把手放在他闺女的鼻前试了试（和我不久前的动作一模样），脸砰地一下就白了，虚汗瓢泼一样挂在额门和他的鼻子上。我以为他这时会英勇无畏地站起来，会用目光在人群中恶狠狠地找到我，会抓住我的衣领质问我：桂枝是为啥上吊的？可他却把目光落在了那些被摔、被撕了的神圣上，仿佛他没进家就知道桂枝在上吊前做了那些事（是不是他们一家不断地议论我？常常说我患了一种革命症，因此桂枝说过她总有一天要把家里的革命和神圣摔了、撕了呢）。把目光落在所长的相机上，程天青叫了一声“王所长”，王所长没有把眼离开那相机，没有把拍照的腰直起来，甚至连头都没有扭一下，就对程天青平淡而又定性地说：“程支书，不得了呢，这是程岗镇十几个大队、几万口人中出现的第一起现行反革命自杀案。”程天青忽然冷冷道：“王所长，现在定性早了一点吧。是不是现行反革命，至少要你们镇长说了才算吧。”王所长把拍照的手停下了，有些莫名其妙地望着程天青：“死者是你啥人呀？”程天青说：“她是我姑女。”王所长“哦”了一下，说：“你去把镇长叫来吧，让他看看现场，看他敢不敢说这不是一场现行反革命自杀案。”说着，王所长就又开始拍照了（他真是一个立场坚定的革命者，谢谢了，王所长，我向您致敬———意志坚定的革命者），那样儿似乎压根没有把程天青放到眼里。在场的人都看见程天青的脸成菜色了，他盯了一下王所长，盯了一下站在屋门口如木柱一样的警察，突然转身走去了。他出门朝镇政府的方向走掉了，都知道他是去找那中年镇长了，可他这一去，再也没有返回到我家里。直到在岗上埋了桂枝他都没有在村街上出现过。在程岗有七天不见他的影儿了。半月不见他的影儿了。收过秋，种上麦直到小麦苗从田里钻出一那么高，褐黄的土地上又有了一层嫩青色，他才在程岗出现了。不足两个月的时间，他的头发全白了，又乱又长，蓬蓬杂杂，头发中不断有鸡毛和柴草夹在头顶上。往日冬天刚来他就披在肩上的军大衣不见了。如今，早早晚晚在村头、牌坊下、饭场上见到他，他都是穿一件又脏又乱的黑夹袄，领子上的油污和领子比着厚，日光一照那领子就闪着令人恶心的光。他病了。真正有了疯魔症（历史真会开玩笑）。他疯了以后总是在村街上走来走去，见了村人不是嘿嘿地笑，就是瞪着充满杀机的双眼，可你要真的朝他晃一下拳头，他就会慌忙蹲在地上，用双手抱住头。甚至，他还会突然朝你跪下来，给你磕头、作揖，请你饶了他，说：“我姑女都死了，你们千万不要打我呀……我认罪，我认罪不行吗？看在我是老党员，解放前就参加革命的份上你们就饶了我这一回……”（他为我党和老一辈革命家丢尽了脸！）他是在为姑女桂枝伸冤叫屈中疯了的。告到县公安局和法院，公安局和法院的人说：“这是明明白白的现行反革命案件你还告啥呢？”申诉到地区法院，法院说：“回去吧，有人放电影，无意识把片子装错了，出来的领袖像是头朝下，就判了有期徒刑20年；你姑女幸亏上吊了，不上吊还不知要枪毙几次呢。”后来他竟以老八路的名义告到省法院，说他姑女就是罪该万死，可那个逼他姑女那样做的高爱军咋能逍遥法外呢？这时候有一张诉状从程岗飞到了县委书记的手里边，县委书记又批转给在程岗成功地破了一起现行反革命案件被调到县公安局主持工作的王所长手里。那张诉状上共列举了程天青三个方面的26条罪恶，按了17个证人的红手印。王所长派人把程天青从省城告状的路上带回来，将那26条罪状给他看了一遍，看完他就痴呆疯傻了。当然，这并不表明他疯的直接原因是因为那张状子所导致。根本的原因，是他成了革命的敌人，是阶级敌人对革命大潮的惊惧和胆怯。我们都知道，当革命在一夜之间如狂风暴雨般降临时，敌人是会在狂风暴雨面前神经错乱的，这表明了一种伟大和渺小，一种力量和怯弱，一种正义和非正义，一种严正和理屈，一种阶级的正确性和另一种阶级的反动性。但是，我们决然不会，也不该忘记伤其十指，不如断其一指的道理；不会、也不该忘记虽然一切敌人都是纸老虎，但它们身上，令人恶心的毒疮已经化脓，正散发着一股难闻的尸臭在腐化着我们的肌体和社会。我们不会忘记，万里长征才走完了第一步，革命道路漫又长。革命就这样初步成功了。我们会不畏艰险地朝着灯塔走过去。

4一张图表 在程岗的革命就这样意料之中又意料之外的成功了。我们依着上边的指示精神，改党支部为革命委员会，成立了新的革命领导小组。为了后边交待的方便，我该把一张图表给你们画出来。你们不应该把这张图表看成是我在程岗革命成功后的权力分配表，而应该把它视作一张程岗革命工作的联络图。 图表不说明啥儿，但它一览无余地证明了我在程岗革命的成功和胜利，证明了我和红梅的心血如朵朵葵花向阳开一样有了收获和成果。事情就是这样，没有革命，就没有权力，权力是革命的目标，革命是权力的手段。一切革命因之权力，结之权力。与此同时，革命的初步成功，还证明了要奋斗，就会有牺牲。死人的事是经常发生的，有的重于泰山，有的轻于鸿毛；为革命的利益而死，死得其所，比泰山还重；为个人利益而死，便比鸿毛还轻。