Chapter 6 Six "Qin Epilepsy"

Behind the state-run restaurant in Furong Town, a reactionary slogan appeared on the wooden board of the public toilet.The County Public Security Bureau sent two police officers to handle the case and lived in Wang Qiushe's stilted building.Because Wang Qiushe came from a poor background, was politically reliable, and was good at running errands, the public security officers naturally took him to rely on in handling the case.As for what is written in the "anti-mark"?Only the store manager Li Guoxiang and the two police officers know what they are doing, because they cannot expand their influence and become "anti-propaganda".Although Wang Qiushe, the owner of the Diaojiao, knows a little bit about it, but it is related to the important secrets of the superiors, so he must abide by the public security discipline and keep his mouth shut.As for the ordinary people in the town, they are only in a state of panic, doubting and being suspected by others.

Li Guoxiang and Wang Qiushe reported to the police that Furong Town is a small place with a small population, but there are market fairs, waterways and dry roads, and people passing by are mixed up.There are more than 20 local, rich, anti, bad, and right elements in the town brigade who wear hats and mark numbers; , more than this number.Which one of the people in Wei Town did not come here from the old society to eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, and do business?How many honest and clean people are there?In addition, the state cadres, employees, and members of the party and league in the town have been hanging out with these residents for many years, vines and vines, entanglement with relatives and friends, worshiping sisters and making cousins, recognizing godfathers and mothers, and the class line has long been blurred. up.

The two public security officers calmly estimated the class front in the town and the situation of the enemy and ourselves, and did not withdraw the large net.According to the usual practice of handling cases, together with the female manager and Wang Qiushe, they first convened a "five types of molecular training meeting". The five types of elements in the town have always been supervised and reformed by the security director of the town brigade.In the summer of 1962, the situation in the Taiwan Strait was tense, and the higher authorities stipulated that the security director of the brigade should also be the secretary of the party branch of the brigade.Party secretary Li Mangeng held regular training sessions for the five types of molecules.He also appointed a leader among the five types of elements to be responsible for calling people, queuing up, reporting numbers, and fighting fire with fire.The leader of the five types of elements is "Qin Epilepsy".

Epilepsy Qin is in his thirties, and he is an optimist among bad guys.His family background is not bad, relying on his uncle who was a bit of a corner with Li Mangeng's party secretary, as soon as he was expelled from the theater troupe, the party branch of the brigade asked the brigade party branch to change his rightist hat to a bad one.He confessed frankly that he did not oppose the party and the people, but fell in love with two actresses and engaged in sexual relations. During the anti-rightist struggle, his real crime was not exposed, so he should be labeled as a bad element The most suitable.Li Mangeng had been requested several times by him, and he felt annoyed: bad elements, rightists, half and half, anyway, they are a bunch of snakes, and they are not all the same.At a mass meeting, epilepsy Qin was declared a bad element.Not long after, Party Secretary Li saw that Epilepsy Qin was highly educated, well-written, and capable of organizing activities, so he appointed him as the little leader of the five types of elements.

After Qin epilepsy became the small leader of the five types of elements, it did bring a lot of convenience to Li Mangeng's "supervision, management, and reform" work.Whenever the brigade wants to convene the five types of members to report and give lectures, just call out: "Qin Zhizi!" Qin Zhizi will immediately answer loudly: "Yes!" With his waist swinging, he came jogging, and ran until he was in front of the party branch paper, heeled together, came to "attention" posture, slapped his right hand and raised his eyebrows to salute: "Report to the superior! The bad guy Qin Shutian is here!" Then he lowered his head , expressing an honest plea.Li Mangeng and the cadres of the brigade found his performance quite funny at first, but they got used to it later. "Evil Qin, listen with your ears! After dinner, all the five types of elements must gather at the entrance of the brigade!"

"Yes! The order from the superior must be completed!" He immediately turned around and trotted away like a physical education teacher.In the evening, he punctually assembled the five types of elements on the Heping at the entrance of the brigade's department, lined up, called their names, and reported the number. They all lowered their heads, like a row of hooks, before asking the brigade leaders to check and count. Take a look. Among the five types of elements, Qin Shutian also has his own "government program".He said among his fellows: "Although everyone has been registered as a black man of the yellow race, they are "black" in depth. For example, if you are an old landlord, you drank blood and sweat before liberation, and suffered from exploitation. The first class is hateful; for example, if you are a rich peasant, you used to work yourself, lend usury for exploitation, and want to climb up the ladder of landlords, buy fields and land to become a nouveau riche, which is second-class hateful; another example is that you are a counter-revolutionary. , you are not only hated because of your wealth and exploitation, but also because of your reactionary thoughts and actions, and you are an enemy of the people. Therefore, among the five types of elements, you are the most dangerous type. If you want to act rashly, first touch I feel how many skulls have grown on your neck."

"What about you? What are you?" Some landlords, rich people, and anti-elementists objected and refuted him. "Me? Of course I am a bad element. Bad elements are more complicated, and there are all kinds of them. Some are stealing, some are raping women, some are corruption, some are hooligans and kidnapping, and some are gathering crowds to gamble. But generally speaking, The background of the bad elements is still not bad. Among the five types of elements, they are the ones with lesser crimes. Hehe, in the future, we people will go to hell, and there will be 18 layers of upper, middle, and lower levels!"

He spoke eloquently, as if to emphasize the superiority of his "bad elements" over his colleagues.But he didn't mention "rightists" at all, and he never analyzed "rightists' crimes against the party and socialism", which floor should be placed in hell after a hundred years. Qin Dianzi had worked as a music teacher in a state middle school and as a choreographer of a county song and dance troupe, so he could sit on all four benches for blowing, playing, playing, and singing, and he could also afford piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.Dragon and lion dances are even better.In normal days, he always hums and sings in his mouth, and often recites a few gong and drum sutras "leniently and broadly".In the past few years, he lived a hard life, and the string of class struggle in the countryside was not so tight. People in the mountains around the brigade of Furong Town recruited men and women, and invited him to join the drum team. Singing a lantern show with blowing and blowing.This is called art does not hinder the body, which makes him and the other five types of elements have a different worth in people's minds.In addition, the brigade of this town is building various centers according to the arrangement of the superiors, and it is necessary to paint large slogans on walls, roadsides, and rock walls, such as "Big Steel, Big Food", "Anti-Rightist, Anti-Conservative", " Communism is heaven, the people's communes are bridges", "Long live the three red flags", etc., are mostly written by him to redeem his sins.

Last spring, I don’t know if he wanted to show his determination to reinvent himself or something, but he actually used his crooked talent in music to compose lyrics and compose music by himself, and sang "Song of Five Types of Molecules" by himself. "The five types of elements do not give up. They are anti-party, anti-country, and anti-people. The militiamen of the commune hold their guns tightly. Whoever dares to make trouble will collapse the other! Confess and explain! Only by obedience to the law can we be bright, and only by obediently obeying the law can we be bright!" "Song of the Five Types of Molecules", which has a bit of a march flavor and a folk song style, is quite conceited and proud, and even asked to teach singing at the training meeting convened by the brigade.But the five types of elements were stubborn and refused to open their mouths. In addition, Li Mangeng, the secretary of the brigade, stopped them with a smile, so they gave up.Later, some little children in the villages and towns learned it, and the singing spread everywhere, which can be regarded as having a little social influence.

The cadres and commune members of the town brigade have various opinions about epilepsy Qin.Some people regard him as the "scholar" of the town, who has read many books, and has seen a lot of world, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, past and future, astronomy and geography, such as whether the chicken lays the egg or the egg lays the chicken, why doesn't the Communist Party of the United States go to the mountains to fight guerrillas? , Why the workers don't revolt, whether the earth has a lifespan, whether there are sweet-scented osmanthus trees on the moon, Guanghan Palace, etc., he can explain some truths, and he also has a few words about Marxism-Leninism and historical materialism.Some uneducated people in the mountain town respected him as "knowing half of the things in the sky, but knowing all the things on the earth" as if they were listening to a book from heaven; Some people say that he is not like a ghost, nor is he like a person, he is poor and happy, he is happy, and he lives and commits crimes; Crying in the thatched hut, a bachelor in his thirties and a bad guy hat, crying so sadly.There are also militiamen standing guard by the Furong River at night. I have seen him walking up and down the cliff many times. Did he want to throw himself into the river?It didn't seem like he was going to commit suicide, but he was probably thinking about his past and future...

Anyway, the people in this town, including the "Sister Fu Rong" who sells rice tofu, and Gu Yanshan, the director of the town grain station, no matter what they think of Qin Duzi, they don't dislike him.When we met each other at the market, he smiled and said hello to people, and they also smiled and said hello to him.On the edge of the field, everyone is willing to sit with him to enjoy the cool air, take a breather, roll up the "loudspeaker" and say: "Crazy old cousin! Sing a tune and listen to it!..." Crazy, talk about ancient times, Liu Bei, Sun Quan, Yue Fei, Liang Hongyu, etc. Yes!" "Fan Lihua didn't finish the part last time!', even a group of young daughters-in-law and sisters are not afraid of him, and dare to order him: "Crazy man!Carry that long ladder on your back, climb to the back of the tile for me, and dry up the sweet potato skins! ...'Crazy!quick!My mother suffered from leech fever, and she just had her blood drawn, so you can go to the health center to ask for a doctor! ''As for the children of the younger generation, the class concept is not strong, and some people call him "Uncle Crazy" and "Uncle Crazy". Qin Duanzi led the twenty-two five-category members of the whole brigade, one by one, to a room smelling of sour pickles downstairs of the town's state-owned restaurant, and picked up bricks and rotten tiles. After sitting down, the female manager Li Guoxiang and "the root of the movement" Wang Qiushe came in accompanied by two public security officers. The public security officer held a roster in his hand and called a name, so that the person who was called stood up and showed his face The eyes of the public security officers are like swords, threatening and threatening, and they often see through bad people and bad things at a glance. When the name of a historical counter-revolutionary is called, a childish "yes" comes from the corner of the room. Standing up is an eleven, A two-year-old boy. The police officer was a little surprised. An eleven- or two-year-old boy was born after the liberation. How could he be a historical counter-revolutionary? Qin Dazi quickly reported on his behalf: His old man had coughed up blood and slept in the bed. Humming and humming on the bed, Zaiwa was called to take the place; if the superior had any instructions, he would go back and deliver them. Wang Qiushe spat at the little historical counter-revolutionary: "Get out of here!Damn, be good, the five types of elements have a foothold!It seems that the class struggle will continue for several generations! " Then, Li Guoxiang, the female manager, took a stack of blank papers and distributed one to each of the five types of elements, and asked everyone to write a slogan on the paper: "Long live the three red flags of the Great Leap Forward, the General Line, and the People's Commune!" and wrote it twice and once. Write with your right hand and once with your left.The five types of elements probably also had a little experience, and had a premonition that there was a "reverse mark" somewhere in the town, so they were asked to correct the handwriting.The courageous ones don't care much about the old routine of the public security officers, because no matter whether you do bad things or not, you will always start with people like you to solve any case.The timid ones trembled with fear and lost their souls, just like a dead old man. To the dismay and disappointment of the public security officers and the female manager, out of the twenty-two five-category members, ten claimed to be uneducated and unable to write, and they vouched for and proved each other.Wang Qiushe made some explanations from the side: "All the famous landlords and old fortunes in the town fled to Hong Kong and Taiwan on the eve of liberation, and most of the rest are local dogs and mud pigs!" I asked for a piece of paper from the female manager, with the right hand and the left hand, and the characters written were thick and big, correct, just like those printed on the printing plate, and filled both sheets of paper.In fact, the public security officers can go to the street walls and stone walls to review the handwriting of the slogans he wrote.After all the five types of elements who could write left their handwriting, the public security officer and the female manager respectively gave a few words of words to be honest and law-abiding, and then dismissed these fellows who had entered the separate register. Epilepsy Qin is the most suspicious.However, when the public security officers approached the brigade cadres to find out, they got a negative answer, saying, "In the past few years, Epilepsy Qin has been honest, worked hard, and has not done anything bad."And the handwriting is wrong.Li Guoxiang, the female manager, and Wang Qiushe, the owner of the hanging house, also pointed out that "Hu Yuyin, who sells rice and tofu," has a complicated background. His father joined the Qinghong gang, and his mother was a prostitute.According to what they said, the police officers went to the rice tofu stand to eat two bowls on the day of the fair, and sat there for a long time, looking left and right. No matter which side you look at, the rice tofu lady is a good-looking talent, smiling slightly, He treats people warmly and kindly, saying "big brother" and "brother" in one mouthful. His service attitude is much better than that of the waiters in most of our state-run restaurants.Hu Yuyin has no culture, how can she look like someone who writes "blink"?Why do people scold you for being a three-faced red flag when they do some small business and make money with anger?Under the three red flags, she was still allowed to set up a rice tofu stall. Where did the deep-rooted hatred come from? Later, there were really no other clues, so the female manager gave the public security officers an idea: through the party organizations at all levels, political issues were mobilized to write articles about the understanding of the three red flags, so that everyone in the town who had a little bit of writing would write about the three red flags. A piece of handwriting to check.Really well-intentioned, mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people.As a result, no clues were found. A piece of cedar board in the toilet of the state-owned restaurant in the town was hacked into pieces, causing the whole town to be paranoid, all the trees and trees were full of soldiers, and people panicked.Everyone felt exposed, suspected, and censored.Later, the public security officers took away the stinky board as a criminal evidence, but the counter-revolutionary political case was not closed.That is to say, suspicious clouds and dark shadows still hang over Furong Town, and ghosts and ghosts still linger in the depths of Qingshiban streets and alleys. Although the case was not solved, Wang Qiushe became a security coordinator in Qingshiban Street, and the county police bureau paid him twelve yuan a month for his coordinator.The prestige of the female manager of the state-run restaurant among the residents of the town was virtually established and enhanced.This is a new leader in the town, who is contending with the old leader, Gu Yanshan, director of the grain station.Since then, the female manager likes to straighten out her underdeveloped breasts, raise her yellow face with rouge and freckles, walk up and down the Qingshiban Street, and stand at the door of each shop for a minute or two : "A visitor? Please register with the security officer Wang, and write down the time when the guest came to town, the time when he left town, the class status, what is the relationship with your family, and whether there is a certificate from the commune or the brigade..." "In what year and month was the couplet posted at your door? The word 'People's Commune' has been blown out of shape, and you also nailed bamboo nails under Chairman Mao's portrait to hang the cow's coir raincoat?" "Old man, look at the business of the rice tofu sister, how much money does she make, and how much profit? I heard that her man is buying bricks, laying tiles, looking for land, and planning to build a new house?" "Is there a rightist Qin Shutian living in the earthen house next door to you? You should always pay attention to his activities. Some people come and go... The Wang security officer in the town will come and arrange for you." and so on.When the female manager said these words, she had a friendly attitude, with a caring and reminding kindness.But things backfired. Her care and reminders left people with a dull atmosphere and a kind of spiritual panic.Gradually, as soon as she appeared on the street, people looked at each other and held their breath.It's like a bird entering the mountain, all the birds are silent, even the cats and dogs are hiding in the house.It was as if she held a book of life and death for the townsfolk in her pocket.The residents of Furong Town, who have always kept themselves safe and talk about human relations, began to dimly perceive and appreciate that since the state-owned restaurant came to a female manager, Gu Yanshan, the leader recognized by the people in the town, has been eclipsed. The world seems to be troubled.