Chapter 36 16

Zhang Meng came to the house of Uncle Zhao, who is currently the vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. She was in a state of turmoil. Just as she said a little of her own thoughts, Uncle Zhao began to refute her: "Xiaomeng, I advise you not to get involved in this matter." Get involved in the matter. You wrote the article, and you secretly conspired with those who disrupted social order. What kind of role are you playing in joint bail?" Zhang Meng said: "Uncle Zhao, you didn't understand what I meant. I will definitely not participate in the signature. No matter who comes to me again, I will not participate. I just want to invite you, in the name of the vice chairman of the CPPCC, to the city's Leaders and comrades in the public security department objectively reflect that they are not hooligans, gangsters, or social dregs. They are educated youths returning to the city, but they are just impulsive. Besides, I believe they will learn this lesson..."

Uncle Zhao asked, "Do you believe it? Why do you believe it?" Zhang Meng answered confidently: "The leader is my elementary school classmate, who is in the same middle school and went to the countryside together. He was my monitor back then, and he still... still..." "I still loved you, didn't I?" "And saved my life. If it wasn't for him, I might never have sat in front of you and talked to you..." Uncle Zhao pondered and said with some understanding: "That's it...then, are you admitting that your report is not objective?" Zhang Meng lowered her head and said, "I...I admit it. At that time, I only considered that I had to complete this month's publishing task as soon as possible. I only wanted to grab a piece of news for this newspaper, and I published it after writing it in a hurry. I didn't even know who they were. The educated youth returning to the city, not to mention someone who was my squad leader and savior back then, denounced them in the article as bad elements who disrupted social order. If the outcome of this matter cannot be reversed, my conscience is too disturbed.”

Uncle Zhao said slowly: "Xiaomeng, I advise you to calmly think about what is better for you. Although they are not so-called bad people, they disturbed social order after all. This has become a fact, and It has become an open social fact. So you don't have to blame yourself too much, feel too guilty, feel too sorry for someone..." He got up and added some water to Zhang Meng's teacup, and then said, "Xiaomeng, There are things you cannot know, and there are things you must know; there are things you cannot forget, and there are things you must not forget. Although this is an old saying in "Warring States Policy", it is also a vernacular. You can understand it without me explaining it. The spring is dry, It is better to forget each other in the Jianghu. Do you know who said this sentence? It is Zhuangzi..." He stood up and walked to a banner on the wall.

What is written on the banner is - young people enjoy new knowledge, old age thinks about old friends. "Do you know what Zhuangzi's words mean?" Uncle Zhao asked. "I know..." Zhang Meng replied, "Once the fish and the fish leave the water, even if they open their mouths to save each other and rely on each other's saliva to survive, it is better for each other to forget that they used to be fish and lived together in the rivers and lakes..." "Okay, Ye University is not in vain." Uncle Zhao said, "Basically, that's what it means. The special experience of your generation, the special relationship between your generation, is very interesting and worth studying. But I can It is asserted that with the changes of your respective destiny in the future, it will gradually dilute like water. It does not need others to comment on it. First of all, it will become meaningless and worthless among you. Since it will sooner or later Well, why should you be so serious now? In fact, you are quite different from them now. You have a job that many of them can't achieve. You have a house, and you can get it back by yourself. Opportunities for higher education. You have to open up new social contacts and build new social circles. Humans, you have to socialize. You are actually struggling to break out of the group of your generation. And Only by struggling, as a single person, can you start a new life of your own, and your personal destiny can be optimistic. Times correct their mistakes, and sometimes there is a price to pay. The reason why we are always worried, To prevent the era from making historical mistakes, it is because the price it pays for correcting the mistakes is often very high, and may even be a generation..."

Zhang Meng looked all ears. Uncle Zhao became excited, like a prophet, like a philosopher, and continued uncontrollably: "And your contemporaries, what each of them is doing now, isn't it the same as you? Then why do you regard a past relationship as so sacred and so important? In fact, it's not worth it for you to skip class and come to me at such a late hour." Zhang Meng finally turned from piousness to rebellion. Tonight, she had made up her mind. She said, "Uncle, stop talking. I think your words are reasonable, and I can accept them with an open mind. I also understand that you are doing it for Hello. I know that my father entrusted you to take care of me when he was dying. But I have to rely on myself, so I don't want to cause you any trouble. But this matter... this matter I solemnly beg you once, Make an exception and promise me once! Uncle, Zhang Meng really begs you..."

She said and grabbed the red phone on the table. Uncle Zhao hurried over: "Hey, that's a special line..." Zhang Meng grabbed the phone and knelt down, crying... Uncle Zhao was emotional: "You!...Oh, Xiaomeng, what are you doing! Get up, get up! I promise you!" Zhang Meng said firmly: "Then you call now. Otherwise, I will always be on my knees." Uncle Zhao had no choice but to answer the phone: "Okay, I'll call me, you kid! ... Who do you want me to call?" Before Zhang Meng could get up, a heroic officer opened the door.Startled when he saw this, he quickly left again.

After Zhang Meng got up, he sat on the sofa and glanced at the door in embarrassment. Uncle Zhao said seriously: "Since I promised you face to face, I will never break my promise. Think about it from another angle, the educated youths returning to the city are currently a sensitive group in the city. It is a way to deal with it. However, this kind of opinion is raised from the perspective of the vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. It must be properly raised and the wording must be carefully considered, right? Don't worry, I will make a phone call tomorrow morning, no, write a formal letter A written opinion is better, what do you think?"

Zhang Meng smiled embarrassedly with tears in her eyes. Uncle Zhao said: "You! I am being forced to go to Liangshan by you! You are not allowed to do this with me again!" "I swear I will never trouble you again, uncle..." Uncle Zhao sat on the sofa and said: "Okay, okay, let me ask you, how is the relationship between gays in the newspaper office?" "good." "What about leadership?" "good." "How do you call it okay?" "It's okay, that's what it means!" "What kind of answer is that? I'll give you something."

Uncle Zhao opened the drawer, took out a birthday card, and handed it to Zhang Meng: "Did you forget your own birthday? It's been more than ten days. Your aunt counted it out with her fingers! She said, you always We didn’t come, we wanted to care but couldn’t care, so we filled out a greeting card for you in the name of our family and asked me to send it to you before your birthday, but I forgot.” Zhang Meng said sincerely: "Thank you Uncle and Auntie... I am too busy. I have to go to work during the day and go to school at night. I always feel that I don't have enough time."

Uncle Zhao said: "I know you are busy. So we don't blame you for not coming often. Xiaomeng, we want to treat you as our own family, and we take your father's entrustment very seriously." Zhang Meng shed tears again with gratitude. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Uncle Zhao shouted towards the door: "Come in! What kind of door did you knock on in your own home? It's not the chief's office." It was the heroic soldier who came in: "Dad, didn't you say that you still have two tickets for the internal reference movie, let me and my sister go to see it tonight?"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot..." He went to the hanger and looked through his pockets. The soldier looked at Zhang Meng, but Zhang Meng looked up at him in embarrassment.Uncle Zhao gave the movie ticket to the soldier, and the soldier said, "But my little sister didn't come back." "Then...you can watch it with Xiaomeng. "Legend of Tianyun Mountain". It is said to be a very good movie. By the way, I forgot to introduce it to you. This is my son Xiaotao. In the past, you two In a kindergarten, remember?" Zhang Meng stood up and stretched out a hand cautiously.Zhao Xiaotao also stretched out his hand: "Are you Xiaomeng? My parents always mention you." Uncle Zhao further introduced: "He is the battalion commander now, but he will take off his military uniform in a few months and change jobs." Zhao Xiaotao stared at Zhang Meng happily.Zhang Meng lowered her head. That night, they came to the movie theater together. After the movie ended, Zhao Xiaotao proposed to send Zhang Meng home, and Zhang Meng agreed. Walking in front of the building where Zhang Meng lived, Zhao Xiaotao said, "Walk slowly, but you're sweating all over. I've been a soldier for more than ten years, so I won't walk slowly!" Zhang Meng asked, "Has your leg... been injured?" Zhao Xiaotao said without losing self-esteem: "I don't want to draw your attention, but you still see it. However, it does not prevent me from being a good husband in the future." Zhang Meng smiled and said, "Come and sit with me for a while?" Zhao Xiaotao said politely: "It's too late, I can't." He clapped his heels together and saluted Zhang Meng in a standard handsome posture.Then he turned around and strode away. Zhang Meng looked at his back with admiration. Zhang Meng returned home and turned on the small semiconductor, which was broadcasting cross talk.She brushed her teeth, washed her face, stared at her own face in the mirror, washed her feet, went to bed, turned off the light, put the semiconductor by the pillow, and lay down.The cross talk in the semi-conductor was very playful, causing bursts of laughter. She pulled up the quilt and covered her head. Amidst the laughter, she faintly heard her crying...