Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven Sudden Changes.1

1 The Tragedy of "Huangshuzhuang" Sometimes, the rapid arrival of revolutionary success will bring us a kind of numb thinking, thinking that the twists and turns of the revolutionary road are temporary, and success is inevitable, as inevitable as the sun rises when the clouds bloom or the sun shines when the sky dawns. easy.This is a wrong idea that will bring irreparable losses and bloody lessons to us, to our revolutionary bases and mass bases that we have worked so hard to build.We must remember that the reason why the success of the revolution sometimes comes early is the result of our correct implementation of the principles, lines, and policies of the higher authorities, and the result of our going deep into the masses, mobilizing them, and relying on them.If you forget this because of success, it is tantamount to forgetting the existence of the enemy, and it is tantamount to turning success into your own gravedigger.Remember: This is something that needs to be remembered thousands of times.Otherwise, failure, failure, and failure greater than success will also come early in the easiest, most sudden, and fastest way.Unfortunately, I forgot this.We forget this.Sudden and unexpected success, too fast, too many times, we are completely carried away by the victory.We forgot to keep calm in the face of victory, and we need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity in the face of flowers and honors to prevent complacency, which finally led to failure followed by success.We did not expect that the success was several times greater than our expectation, while the failure was a thousand times greater and more disastrous than our expectation.

Comedy makes us laugh, and the tragedy of laughter makes us want to cry.The successful comedy set the tragedy stage for ruining the young life of me and Hongmei. At the same time, it also wrote a hymn of life for us.Having said that no one has the guts to believe it, when we personally sent the testimonial materials (witnesses) of Wang Zhenhai's distribution of the land to each household (witnesses) and the wooden sticks buried under the land boundary (material evidence) to the county, in order to arouse the superiors I wrote another letter of exposure to the prefectural committee, claiming that this was a conspiracy to subvert the socialist collective (I did not expect that I would be so wise, just like a great prophet).At this time, something unexpected happened as I said, earth-shattering.During that month, we were waiting for the county to inform us to further expose Mayor Wang’s capitalist ideology, but within a month, we received the notice from: Wang Zhenhai and the former secretary of the Damiao Commune, the current deputy of the county party committee. Secretary Zhao Qing was arrested and raised on the same night, and they will both be sentenced to 20 years in prison (this once again proves the cruelty and irreconcilability of class struggle).Because Zhao Qing, like Wang Zhenhai, released the land in a mountain brigade (Oh my God, he was unfortunately caught by my words. I don’t know if I am a man or a god, I only heard that he changed the yield of that brigade from 220 jin to It was raised to 450 jin, so he was promoted to deputy secretary of the county party committee. Unexpectedly, like Wang Zhenhai, he did so at the expense of the socialist collective), and more importantly, Zhao Xiuyu was also arrested , She only stayed in prison for less than half a month, and wrote a material that "the devolution of the land has nothing to do with Wang Zhenhai, it's all done by me, Zhao Xiuyu (childish)" and committed suicide after an interrogation.There is also Captain Li Lin, who was said to have been beaten to death by dozens of farmers from the Wangjiayu brigade, because he led me and Hongmei to every house and asked them to write down testimonial materials.People in Wangjiayu believe that if it wasn’t for Captain Li Lin, Hongmei and I wouldn’t have found out about the decentralization of the land, Wang Zhenhai wouldn’t have been arrested by the government, and Zhao Xiuyu wouldn’t have committed suicide in prison. It will not be taken back into the collective basket.In this way, she committed suicide and was beaten to death by him.Tragedy, heart-rending tragedy!This is simply the narrow thinking and short-sightedness of the peasants, a great tragedy co-created by a kind of closed ignorance and ignorance.However, every time I think of Zhao Xiuyu, the captain Li Lin, the noble old man and his honest child and daughter-in-law, it still makes people feel bad and feel ashamed of them.At that time, I thought to myself, after Hongmei and I became the county and town mayors, we must distribute several thousand catties of repurchased grain to the Wangjiayu brigade every year, and we must send cheap chemical fertilizers to their villages.This is the only thing Hongmei and I can do to Wang Jiayu. Although we are a pair of revolutionaries, we are still revolutionary humanitarians after all.As for Wang Zhenhai and Zhao Qing, who were sentenced to 20 years in prison, the possibility of County Magistrate Wang being expelled from the party and all positions inside and outside the party is also surprising, but it seems to be within the rationality of the revolution.Just think about it, the common ideal of the country, the nation, the party and the people is to build socialism more quickly, better and more economically, and implement communism as quickly as possible. Both the "Party Constitution" and the "Constitution" state that the nature of our country is socialism, and the ultimate goal of our party is to realize communism, and the basis of socialism and communism is collectivism and the implementation of socialist public ownership. It’s as simple as ants queuing up to go home, and dogs urinating on the side of the road to remember the road, but Wang Zhenhai and Zhao Qing dare to redistribute the land of the people’s communes to each household. What is it?The town mayors and commune secretaries dare to confront the country, the nation, the party and the people. Who can you dictatorship if the steel and iron dictatorship of the proletariat is not dictatorship?Haven't you heard the story of the famous play "Huangshuzhuang"?Haven't you heard of the famous tit-for-tat dialogue between Aunt Guo and Cui Zhiguo?Cui Zhiguo: (laughs) Let me ask you, what do you call socialism?Do you have tractors?Is there a hydroelectric station?Aunt Guo: We have the leadership of the party, and we have Chairman Mao!As long as we poor and lower-middle peasants unite as one, organize well, run cooperatives well, and follow Chairman Mao forever, we will be able to reach socialism and communism!And short-sightedness is a great tragedy co-created by a kind of closed ignorance and ignorance.However, every time I think of Zhao Xiuyu, the captain Li Lin, the noble old man and his honest child and daughter-in-law, it still makes people feel bad and feel ashamed of them.At that time, I thought to myself, after Hongmei and I became the county and town mayors, we must distribute several thousand catties of repurchased grain to the Wangjiayu brigade every year, and we must send cheap chemical fertilizers to their villages.This is the only thing Hongmei and I can do to Wang Jiayu. Although we are a pair of revolutionaries, we are still revolutionary humanitarians after all.As for Wang Zhenhai and Zhao Qing, who were sentenced to 20 years in prison, the possibility of County Magistrate Wang being expelled from the party and all positions inside and outside the party is also surprising, but it seems to be within the rationality of the revolution.Just think about it, the common ideal of the country, the nation, the party and the people is to build socialism more quickly, better and more economically, and implement communism as quickly as possible. Both the "Party Constitution" and the "Constitution" state that the nature of our country is socialism, and the ultimate goal of our party is to realize communism, and the basis of socialism and communism is collectivism and the implementation of socialist public ownership. It’s as simple as ants queuing up to go home, and dogs urinating on the side of the road to remember the road, but Wang Zhenhai and Zhao Qing dare to redistribute the land of the people’s communes to each household. What is it?The town mayors and commune secretaries dare to confront the country, the nation, the party and the people. Who can you dictatorship if the steel and iron dictatorship of the proletariat is not dictatorship?Haven't you heard the story of the famous play "Huangshuzhuang"?Haven't you heard of the famous tit-for-tat dialogue between Aunt Guo and Cui Zhiguo?Cui Zhiguo: (laughs) Let me ask you, what do you call socialism?Do you have tractors?Is there a hydroelectric station?Aunt Guo: We have the leadership of the party, and we have Chairman Mao!As long as we poor and lower-middle peasants unite as one, organize well, run cooperatives well, and follow Chairman Mao forever, we will be able to reach socialism and communism!

Cui Zhiguo: I think Mancang is the direction, that is, to do it alone, to engage in "three horses and one plow", and to make a fortune.If 80% of the farmers in Huaishu Village have three horses and one plow, then life will be easier!Aunt Guo: Where did you come from?If you really want to do what you said, the poor will get poorer, the rich will get richer, and the poor and lower-middle peasants will still have to beg for food and be exploited. Wouldn’t they be returning to the old society?Is this what your father meant?Cui Zhiguo: No, no, no!How can he have such a high level, this is what a big man said, but my father also agrees with him... Aunt Guo: Oh, it turns out that this big man wears a pair of pants with landlords and capitalists... At the end of the story, Aunt Guo leads The co-operatives of the Communist Party of China have won a complete victory, and they have uncovered Secretary Deng who has never been on the stage but has drawn up rules and drawn frames in the background and insisted on taking the capitalist road.In June, the heavenly soldiers punish the evil, and the long tassels of ten thousand feet want to bind the Kunpeng.It is said that Wang Zhenhai and Zhao Qing distributed part of the land to the peasants, and the county magistrate Wang knew all about it, and got his acquiescence.Such detailed analysis and in-depth research revealed that the county magistrate Wang, Wang Zhenhai, and Zhao Qing were all demobilized cadres, and all of them had fought in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea and the Sino-Indian War. , How can it be proved that they are not a counter-revolutionary group?How can it be proved that they are not trying to subvert the socialist collective and practice the restoration of capitalism?When this astonishing and exciting news passed me like a flash of lightning, I was dumbfounded, half-stupid and half-foolish. I was eating in the courtyard, with my mouth as wide as the bowl and my eyes as wide as the bottom of the bowl. After deeply sympathizing with Zhao Xiuyu, Captain Li Lin, the noble old man, and the villagers of Wangjiayu, I immediately stood up, faced the sky, and yelled loudly: The red flag is sweeping in the west wind / Bind the Canglong today / The road is narrow and the forest is slippery with deep moss / Finally, the wind and the red flags are picturesque / the sun is red and the birds are singing / the locust tree is green / the elm is green and the toon is green / the birds are singing and the swallows are dancing everywhere / there is even more gurgling water / the high road reaches the clouds / I ask you where to go / the bird replied: yes Qiongge Pavilion in Xianshan / Carrying the blue sky on your back and looking down / It turns out that they are all castles in the world. 2 Not long after the news of the unprecedented success of the revolution came, Hongmei and I were picked up by a car.The person who sent someone to pick us up was not an ordinary cadre, but the secretary of the prefectural committee Guan who had participated in the Long March (and also the political commissar of the military division). He was thin, dark, with gray hair, piercing eyes, and wearing an old military uniform. same.At that time, we already knew what happened. Two cadres in the county that I was half-baked broke into my house while the villagers were eating breakfast, snatched my job bowl, and made corn soup in it. Take a look and say: "Are you still drinking this? Go away, from now on you will eat Xiaozao." I looked at them inexplicably, and they said to me very familiarly: "The leaders of the district want to find you and Xia Hongmei talked in person, and you and Xia Hongmei have uncovered a major anti-Party and anti-socialist group, so you and Xia Hongmei are sure to be the mayor or secretary of the town party committee.” What we want to be is not the mayor or the town’s small secretary.When we saw the car parked under the Ercheng Archway, we knew that the person who came to pick us up with the car was Director Liu, who was in charge of the county teams from the Organization Department of the prefectural committee.Director Liu is more than 40 years old, mature and stable, with a slightly hunched back, like an old man in his fifties. He greeted me from afar, held my hand, and softly called "County Gao".I was shocked by his shout like thunder, and wanted to figure it out immediately. At this time, another female cadre of the county party committee came out from the alley with Hongmei. Director Liu said very mysteriously: " Get in the car, County Magistrate Gao, don’t ask anything, you’ll know when you get to the county.” We were picked up from Cheng Gang just like that.Say goodbye to thousands of people from Ercheng Memorial Archway, Cheng Temple and Cheng Gang Brigade, and say goodbye to revolution and struggle, battle and friendship, enemies and friends, Cheng Qinglin and Cheng Tianshun, streets and alleys, tunnels and wheat fields, rakes and Farewell to trees, chickens, pigs, bowls and chopsticks, etc.I sat in the front seat of the car and the three of them sat in the back seat.From the small mirror of the car, I saw that Hongmei's face was full of excitement and suspicion, floating like an unborn red glow.At that time, I really wanted to sit in the back row and squeeze together with her, body to body, legs to legs, and each other's hands secretly pulled together, so as to convey the joy of our excitement and bouncing. and depression.However, I have been placed in the front seat by the director of the Organization Department of the prefectural committee as a revolutionary new star county magistrate, the county magistrate or the deputy magistrate?It might be the deputy county magistrate. After all, I am not yet 30 years old. After all, I was originally the deputy mayor. My household registration is still in the Chenggang Brigade. After all, I am still a farmer.It is popular in the society not to add adverbs to all deputy job titles, which made me suffer that time.I want to know whether I am the county magistrate or the deputy magistrate, but the happiness and distress of being inconvenient to ask made me restless all the way. In order to show that I am a great revolutionary, I can only sit there without moving. , I turned my head out of the window and coughed softly until the car passed by me and Hongmei on the way to the tomb 18 miles away from Cheng Gang.Hongmei coughed twice, and understood my dry cough.Then, the car—it was the first time for both of us to ride a car, and the seats were so soft that I couldn’t tell. I wondered countless times along the way, whether that shiny black iron car was replaced after I really became the county magistrate? Is it mine? ——The car drove past the Huangjiagang Brigade, passed the Hongku Commune, passed the Daping Commune, and passed the old town of the county. The 79-mile wind and electric speed quickly pulled us into a small courtyard behind the county party committee compound inside.It was a small square courtyard, three sides were machine-tile red rooms, and the front was two large iron gates that were ajar.When we went, a sentry with a gun took aim at the license plate and hurriedly opened the iron gate.Stopping the car in the small courtyard with red tiles, red walls and red brick floors (we seemed to have fallen into a pool of blood), Director Liu stepped down first, went to a room for a while, and then led us into it. They found another reception room outside the suite, poured water for us respectfully, and let us sit on a pair of sofas. (Hongmei and I are also sitting on the sofa for the first time. Unexpectedly, the sofa is softer than the seat of a car. When we sat down, the two of us seemed to be in prison. At the same time, we hurriedly lifted our bodies up and pressed our buttocks. On the edge of the sofa. Luckily Director Liu was making water for us and didn’t see it. A director of the Organization Department of the prefectural committee personally made water for us to drink. What does this explain and prove?) He put Two glass cups filled with clear tea were placed on the coffee table in front of us (I later learned that the long dark red, low table was called the coffee table), and then he said like a machine: "Secretary of the prefectural committee Stay here, he will come out to talk to you in a while, you drink water first." After speaking, Director Liu withdrew and went out.We knew that the secretary of the Jiudu prefectural committee was called Guan Mingzheng, but we couldn't believe that the prefectural secretary would talk to us in person, and we couldn't believe that the revolution had turned upside down like this.After all, we just went to Palou Mountain to expose Wang Zhenhai's conspiracy to devolve the land in broad daylight of the revolution.Our most direct goal is to drive Wang Zhenhai from the stage as soon as possible and take the power from his hands. How could we have expected that what we exposed was the largest case of restoring capitalism in the country?How could he have expected that this important case would bombard the county magistrate from the stage?The hot light of success really came ahead of time, blinding our eyes ahead of time, and cooking our hearts so that we can't be at peace.We were unprepared for the early success, just like the revolutionary infantilism we committed when we first returned to the Cheng Gang revolution. The success of this revolution pushed Hongmei and me into the abyss of disaster.After Director Liu left, Hongmei and I did not dare to speak loudly.We looked at each other hotly and eagerly, and we both felt that the other's eyes were like the red-hot iron bars in the blacksmith's furnace that urgently need to be quenched with cold water, which urgently needs comfort and cooling from the other party.We sat on the sofa and saw Director Liu turning from the window, and both hands (her left hand and my right hand) were clasped together with a bang at the same time.I felt her hand was hot and hot in mine, limp and pulsating, the blood in the veins of her fingers was rushing against my palm, like a cliff-top waterfall falling on my hand.She said: "Aijun, our revolution has succeeded." I said: "Do you know which level of organization we will let you and me take power?" She said: "The power of Chenggang Town will definitely be handed over to you and me."

I smile. "You and I should at least be promoted to deputy county level!" She withdrew her hand suddenly and stared at me blankly.I lowered my voice a bit. "Maybe it's still Zhengxian County. Our days of rising to the sky have begun." She looked inside and outside the house, and slowly shook her head at me in disbelief.I wanted to use Director Liu's words and deeds to prove my guesses and estimates to her, but there was a sound from somewhere, as if a tiny piece of wood fell from the window sill or the table.The dusty sound startled both of us.Until then, until then, we both found a door on the opposite inner wall, and found that the reception room where we were sitting was in addition to a pair of sofas, a coffee table, a table, and a rocker. In addition to the telephone, a washstand and a basin of clean water, there is a single red door next to the washstand, on which is hung half of a white curtain with the words "For the People" embroidered on it. Service" five words.The door behind the curtain is closed.We don't know whether the voice just now came from inside the house or from outside the door.We were afraid that the secretary of the committee would suddenly come out from behind that door, afraid that he would hear our conversation just now and see our hands welded together like glue.We parted hands with a clatter, sat upright and rested our buttocks on the edge of the two red sofas again, feeling a little dry in our throats, but didn't dare to drink the tea in the glass.We wanted to get naked and roll together right away, but we couldn't sit any closer to each other.We know that Secretary Guan of the Prefectural Committee holds meetings in the conference room, but we are afraid that Secretary Guan will come out with a lift of the white curtain.We remained motionless, without saying a word, waiting for the arrival of Secretary Guan was like waiting for a gust of wind in the hot summer, like waiting for a light in the dark Chixian County, like waiting for a red sun in the dark old society rising.Time swells like a torrent behind a sluice.Our anxiety is like ants in a hot pot running around.The room was a bit hot, and there was a sticky green-red fragrance in the air. In the sunlight coming in from the windows and doors, the dust particles were dancing with golden light.You can hear the tinkling of flying dust, you can see the shadows of dust rising and falling on the ground like tiny black butterflies, you can tell that the fragrance in the room is specially sprinkled for Secretary Guan, and the smell of toilet water is refreshing. The cold is everywhere.The time is getting more and more sluggish (I decided to live in this small courtyard, this house after I became the county magistrate), and the air is getting warmer and turbid (I think the revolution has achieved another great success, I am Isn't it time to marry Hongmei?) The flying dust particles in the eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and the red gold is getting lighter Good!) The smell in the house is more and more like the mixture of morning grass, hot horse manure and someone's boiled meat (I think if I am in Palou Mountain or Chenggang Town at this moment, I must let the red plums be naked , dancing wildly in front of me naked).We were bored and cautious, we didn't touch the cups when we wanted to drink water, we didn't unbutton our buttons when we wanted to cool off, and we didn't dare to hold hands when we wanted to do that.We desperately want to find something to do (such as reading newspapers and studying documents), and we desperately want to find a timely topic to talk about (such as what happened in the world recently, and what new instructions from the central government have passed on spiritually? Come down), so I turned my gaze from the coffee table to the desk, and saw a large reference sheet under the crank phone on the desk.I got up to take down the "Reference News", and Leng Dinger dropped a four-inch color photo from the "Reference News".Picking up the photo, I saw that it was a dignified middle-aged female soldier, wearing glasses and a cap, looking familiar and stern, as if she was despising what was in front of her.Just under that photo, naturally wrote a sentence: My dear madam!I thought the woman in that photo looked very familiar, but I couldn't remember who she was for a while.Can't believe who she is.If she really was who, who would have the guts to write that sentence in that photo?I stared at the photo for a while, and stared at the "My dear lady!" written smoothly stroke by stroke for a while, and handed the photo to Hongmei interestingly.Hongmei took the photo and glanced at it in a hurry. The solemn and unforgettable moment we were waiting for suddenly came.The great moment has come.There was the sound of leisurely footsteps from outside the door.The footsteps were unhurried, rhythmic, warm, and unforgettable under the window.We know that the secretary of the prefectural committee came out of the conference room.The historic moment of whether we should be the successors of the revolution in the town or the helmsman of the revolution in the county is at hand.The pivotal conversation about whether we're moving up the ladder or moving us up the ladders and steps is about to begin.Hongmei and I glanced at each other, jumped up from the sofa at the same time, and immediately, as we expected, the middle-aged secretary of the prefectural committee appeared at the door.As I said before, he is thin, dark, gray-haired, with piercing eyes, wearing an old military uniform, and his appearance is exactly the same as we imagined (What is the relationship between the middle-aged female soldier in the photo just now and him? ) When he got into the room, he looked at us with a red face and high spirits, waved to us, and said: "Sit, sit. Drink water, drink water." What is the relationship between the soldier and him?) Secretary Guan asked us to sit down and drink water, and at the same time he pulled the chair beside the desk and sat down. I have known it all, very good, the revolution needs successors like you. "Do you know the significance of your discovery and exposure of Wang Zhenhai?The province attaches great importance to it, and the central leadership has issued instructions.This is a terrible time bomb case buried under the socialist collective. If you don't realize it, it will explode one day, and it may blow the blue sky of socialism into a black hole. "Xiao Gao, please think about it. The comrades in the organization department of the prefectural committee and I intend to let you take charge of the work of the county. We will discuss whether to be the county magistrate or secretary of the county committee. The heavier the burden, the more the party organization treats you Don't be afraid, don't have worries, and work boldly, as long as you have a good grasp of the policy and route, you can get the job done." Secretary Guan turned his head to Hongmei and said: "Xiaoxia, I have been working in the region for the past few days. In 2010, I rarely met a lesbian with consciousness like you, especially in the countryside. You and Xiao Gao are very rare young cadres, young and promising, with a bright future. Whether you will be the director of the county women's federation or the deputy county magistrate is still waiting for us to study It will be decided later. Of course, even if you are the director of the Women’s Federation, you will also be a member of the county party committee and deputy county level.” In the end, Secretary Guan expressed our trembling thanks and the statement that we must live up to the training and education of the higher-level organization. Zhang stood up from the red lacquered chair, and said in his deep, hoarse, and powerful voice: "My meeting is not over yet, you go to the guest house to stay first, and we will have a detailed talk this afternoon when you have time this afternoon." He looked at the two of us, With a smile on his face: "I know all about your family situation. Both of you have unfortunate families. Neither of you was overwhelmed by family misfortune. You are a rare couple. If you have sympathy for each other, the revolutionary Love, like-minded, I, the secretary of the prefectural party committee, would like to be a big hitter for both of you. The condition is that you can’t work in the same unit after getting married. One of you must be transferred to work in another county or area. This is the discipline of the party. The Communist Party does not allow it Someone opened a couple’s shop during revolutionary work.” In the end, Secretary Guan shook hands with both of us cordially and friendlyly, took us outside his house, and asked someone to accompany us to the county party committee guest house. 3 The shadows in the sun are like the longing of the buds for the spring breeze, the longing of the dry land for the flowing water, the waiting of the petrel for the storm, and the call of the torrent for the opening of the gate.After we were led into the two single rooms of the county party committee guest house and settled down separately, we waited for the staff member who didn't know the details to leave immediately.But he seems to understand that Hongmei and I are the future leaders of the county. In the guest house room, he kept introducing to me where the towels and soap are. Which one is in charge of the wall lamp, which one is in charge of the ceiling lamp, and which one is in charge of the radio (there is a radio that can broadcast revolutionary songs and music at any time).He was wordy, warm and thoughtful, tiresome and touching.After he left, I pressed the radio switch on the bedside table, and an excerpt from a model opera, Peking Opera, was immediately broadcast. So, I hurriedly ran from Room 2 to Room 8, where Hongmei lived, to the spotless room. In the corridor, I saw Hongmei coming to my room. When she saw me, she said something I wanted to say to her: "Aijun, the bedside table in the room where I live is a radio, and it is playing the revolutionary model drama "" Take Tiger Mountain by Strategy.” I said, “Come to my room, my bedside table is also a radio.” We went back to the second room.When we got to the room, we locked the door impatiently, drew the curtains, turned on the radio, and took off our clothes.We were so enthusiastic and excited, without saying a word to each other, without a gesture or hint to each other, we did that thing in bed silently, madly and madly.We use it to celebrate our success and joy, use it to calm our inner excitement and waves, and use it to deepen our comradeship and revolutionary love.With the accompaniment of the radio, I thought that Hongmei would scream happily under my body as before, and even turn pale for a while as before. , sweating profusely and passed out, but in the end she neither had a red scream of joy, nor a white faint.She looked at my face obsessively under my body, touched my face with both hands, and suddenly burst into tears, tears pouring down her face onto the pillow.I was startled by her crying.Seeing tears streaming down her face, I didn't know where my madness hurt her, so I hurriedly stopped my movements, and wiped the tears on her face with my hand.I said, "What's wrong with you?" She also fondled my face lovingly: "It's nothing."