Chapter 32 Chapter Seventy-Four

Zhu Lihong jumped out of the military jeep, and the gate of Beiqing Middle School was right in front of him.The car could have been driven in all the time, but she had an idea and wanted to go in. This has a different feeling.As soon as she stepped into the gate of Beiqing Middle School, she found that the door was a very strange thing. Although it was just two square concrete pillars, with a wooden signboard of "The Middle School Affiliated to Beiqing University" hanging on it, as soon as she walked in, she felt that the door was very strange. The air outside is different.The tall poplar trees on both sides of the road are fairly neatly arranged, but it reveals an ancient desolation. The weeds under the trees are full of verdant and verdant, narrowing the road.

Wearing a new military uniform and carrying a military canvas bag on her back, Zhu Lihong waded through the air of Beiqing Middle School fat and fat, feeling that she was a student here before, and she also felt that she was a soldier now.The military uniform can only take care of her fatness, not her shortness. Therefore, her military uniform is always too big, and it is new. When she walks in the air, it makes a rattling sound.Walking through a long dirt road, we arrived at the reception room. The small room has not been seen for several years, like an old man wearing a straw hat, shrunk in the grass beside the road.The reception room was empty, the small wooden door was closed tightly, and a few letters were stuck on the glass window, waiting to be claimed.Next to the reception room is the bicycle shed, which was crowded and lively a few years ago. Hundreds of new and old bicycles were lined up inside, and the wheels formed a rubber wall one by one. Now, the shed is overgrown with weeds , the green waves rolled, some rusty iron frames were submerged in the weeds crookedly, and the gate was crumpled and crooked like a broken hat brim.Zhu Lihong looked back at the jeep following behind him, and walked forward in a vigorous manner.

Facing you, the main teaching building stood there gloomy, and the small playground in front of the teaching building was full of potholes. Before the Cultural Revolution, this was the place where all the teachers and students of the school did radio exercises and raised the flag. Now, it seems to be covered with a big cobweb, dusty and desolate.Zhu Lihong felt that he had stepped into a wild land, as if he had stepped into a large dusty warehouse, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.She came to her alma mater today for an external transfer. This was one of the units she transferred within the city. The task of the external transfer was to investigate the counter-revolutionary group that opposed Vice Chairman Lin.The image of Lin Liguo emerged in front of her eyes. He is now the deputy chief of the Air Force Operations Department. A few days ago, he waved his arms and gave a passionate speech at a mobilization meeting to investigate the "5.16" elements in the army.The investigation of "May 16" means the investigation of all counter-revolutionary activities against the proletarian headquarters, and the counter-revolutionary activities against Vice Chairman Lin are naturally the primary targets of investigation in the army.

Since the Cultural Revolution, there have been counter-revolutionary activities against Vice Chairman Lin inside and outside the army. As soon as Zhu Lihong joined the Air Force, he performed outstandingly in this investigation with his political acumen and joined the special task force led by Lin Liguo.Today, she came to Beiqing Middle School to obtain materials about Lu Xiaolong's anti-Lin Biao activities organized by the Military Propaganda Team and Worker Propaganda Team two years ago. The counter-revolutionary cliques were caught out every single one. She thought that her alma mater must be lively and lively, with a good revolutionary order, and she could see many familiar faces. She was dressed in a military uniform and would enjoy the welcome and respect of returning to her old school. However, the few people on the campus in front of her made her Very frustrated.

The two rows of one-story houses on the side of the teaching building used to be offices and teaching and research rooms, and they look very desolate with the company of a few silent green trees.The door of the student cafeteria on the opposite side was open, and there were a few torn newspapers spread out in the mud at the door. The cafeteria was empty, and the row of dishwashing rooms next to it was even more dilapidated.Next to the dishwashing room, a brick road with cypress walls stretches straight to the dormitory area, passing over the bungalows and buildings in the dormitory area and leading to the big playground. Now, this brick road has long been incomplete, and it is full of weeds. Most of the cypress walls are withered, and the half-yellow and half-green land shrinks on both sides of the brick road, like a long equal sign.The bungalow next to the lotus pond is a laboratory, the closed doors and windows are covered with thick dust, the surrounding walls are covered with ivy, and the two doors are also blocked by ivy nets, and the weeds at the door flooded the steps. The little tree was alive lying on its side.There is muddy shallow water in the lotus pond, and the green field is overgrown with aquatic plants, covered with fallen leaves, garbage and waste paper.

Zhu Lihong felt that the campus was so quiet that he could walk on dust, the sun was warm, but the land under his feet was barren and cold.She stepped on the ruins-like campus, more or less forgetting the purpose of her excitement when she came, the jeep, the military uniform, the strutting, and the sharpness of shooting over like an arrow are all a little blurred at this moment.She parked the jeep in a clearing and walked aimlessly. She brushed the dying cypress wall to the big playground behind, where the weeds were more luxuriant, almost swallowing the runway and the football field.In the girls' dormitory building next to the playground, the doors on both sides were screwed shut with wire, the middle door was crookedly open, and one door was crumbling.Looking up, many windows are gone, leaving only black square holes.

She seems to have come to a corner that has been forgotten by society, and the wild grass around her is knee-high, like a group of little green hedgehogs arching around her legs.Turning around the girls' dormitory building, I saw a few pink and white clothes hanging on the wire. This crowd was shining brightly in the desolation.This is the clothes drying yard in the past. There are iron wires pulled on the iron posts. The iron posts are rusted from the beginning to the end, and the iron wires are also rusted brown. Five or six clothes are hung here on hangers, and they are bright and translucent under the sunlight. , Wet drips fell on the lush weeds below.She stared at the clothes for a while, and smelled the smell of wet clothes. It was the smell of clothes, or the smell of water, or the smell of the person wearing the clothes.Walking forward through the weeds, the burrs in the grass saw her fat military trousers like a small saw blade. She had to stop from time to time, take two steps back and make a detour before she could walk over.

When she walked around and walked back, she saw the school's original washing room, where weeds carnivally devoured the brick road, spread up the steps, and pounced on the empty gate and the chaste blue brick wall like a widow.When she walked in on the steps, she found that the boys' washroom to the left and the girls' washroom to the right were all dark and had a strong musty smell.When the eyes get used to the darkness, they can clearly see that a row of drain faucets are still there, and one or two are still dripping water. The sound of dripping water makes people feel that there is only a line of people living here.She turned right and looked at the girls' washroom. The dripping faucet was near the door. There were dozens of faucets covered in cobwebs like dumb ones. The long sink under the faucets was covered with dry soil. Long sinks, with a suffocating dusty smell.She withdrew and went to the boy's washroom on the opposite side to have a look. It was also desolate. The long sink was covered with cobwebs, and a few small windows without glass let in the incomplete sunlight blocked by the poplar trees, like a couple in the dark night. A flashlight shines on the spider webs, and the mosquitoes and dead leaves hanging on the spider webs live and work in peace and contentment.

After leaving the washing room, you will find the library and reading room. The square blue brick one-story house is like a small martyr's cemetery surrounded by wild grass.Stepping up the steps, I saw that the gate was also twisted by wire, the glass was incomplete, and thin wooden boards were nailed in some places.Looking in from the outside, the reading room is empty, with a few empty paint buckets piled up, and a few broken bunk beds. Once disturbed, the dust that has been sleeping for a long time can't wait to float up. She tried her best to walk lightly, but it still caused a thick cloud of dust .She stepped back down the steps and saw her footprints in the thick dust.After a circle, from the back of the student cafeteria, we came to the front of the two rows of bungalows that used to be teaching and research rooms and offices.

She was thinking about what was going on in the school now, when she saw a short old man with hair pricked up like a hedgehog walking over, with a pair of kangaroo-like eyes on his long sallow face.She recognized at a glance that this was Uncle Zhang, who used to be in charge of the school's reception room, so she went up to him and called out.Uncle Zhang seemed to have gotten used to the desolation of the campus. When he suddenly saw someone, he was startled. He saw a fat female soldier in a yellow military uniform, with a twisted face like a question mark and a smile.Zhu Lihong said affectionately: "Uncle Zhang, don't you recognize me? I am a graduate of our school's six or six classes." Uncle Zhang looked at her with cloudy eyes, grunted a few times, and said, "Ah, ah " Zhu Lihong asked again: "Why is there no one in the school? Didn't we enroll new students after the 66th, 67th, and 68th classes left?" Uncle Zhang said a few words in a daze.Zhu Lihong seemed to understand that the school wanted to recruit new students for various reasons, but failed to recruit new students.Zhu Lihong asked: "Where's the school's military propaganda team and worker propaganda team? Are they still there?" Uncle Zhang groaned twice, and answered in a cloudy voice.Zhu Lihong understood: the military propaganda team and the worker propaganda team were there, and they were not there.Zhu Lihong was very disappointed by Uncle Zhang's old and numb expression. She said, "Uncle Zhang, you don't remember me? I'm in Class 3-7 of high school, and my name is Zhu Lihong." Zhu Lihong remembered that in a group activity before the Cultural Revolution, She once helped Uncle Zhang clean the reception room, and Uncle Zhang has always been very affectionate to her.Uncle Zhang identified it with cloudy eyes, with a strange expression on his face, as if he wanted to laugh, but also a little scared, nodded, and staggered like a kangaroo towards the staff dormitory.After walking dozens of steps, he turned his head and took a look, leaving behind a long waxy yellow face.

Zhu Lihong couldn't help being a little disappointed. Seeing a pair of horizontal bars beside her, she grabbed the thick iron wires on both sides of the horizontal bar and shook them. of rust.She looked at the offices with closed windows and the bungalows of the teaching and research rooms, thinking that no matter whether there was anyone or no one, she would step in and have a look.In the desolation facing him, another middle-aged woman in blue clothes floated over like a shadow with a pale face. Zhu Lihong stood in the sunlight from the dark shade of trees, and intercepted her head-on.The other party was obviously used to the desolation here, so he raised his head in surprise. Zhu Lihong's face made Zhu Lihong's hair stand on end. She looked very much like the high school Chinese teacher who committed suicide a few years ago, with a wrinkled face full of wavy wrinkles and a pair of hanging eyes. Staring at Zhu Lihong in a daze, for an instant, the wrinkles on this face froze, like a dead face, or a painted face.A cold breath came, Zhu Lihong shivered all over her body, she straightened her fat body, shot a firm gaze, the other party suddenly fell short, and looked up at her in panic like a half-human.Zhu Lihong asked affectionately, "Are you the teacher?" Except for the eyes rolling, all the wrinkles on the other's pale face remained motionless, like a person wearing a mask.Zhu Lihong said, "Do you know me? I'm from Class 7, Class 3, Grade 66." The other party nodded imperceptibly, and the surrounding air vibrated in a zigzag shape due to the vibration of her nodding.Zhu Lihong really wanted to relive the teacher-student friendship a few years ago, and tried to recall what kind of teacher the other party was teaching, what was the last name, but the other party looked at her in surprise and said a few words.Zhu Lihong heard it clearly, which meant that Zhu Lihong knew her completely.When Zhu Lihong wanted to continue to say a few more words, there seemed to be a shout from a distance. The female teacher looked behind Zhu Lihong, and Zhu Lihong also turned her head. The faculty and staff dormitory area over there was as quiet as death, only a few ghostly trees stand there. Zhu Lihong stood there puzzled, and the female teacher was bent like Uncle Zhang, staggering away like a kangaroo who can't jump but can only walk.When she came to a few ghostly trees, she turned her head and looked, leaving behind a pale face, which disappeared in front of her like a shadow.The pale face floated in the air with frozen wrinkles, and a gloomy atmosphere grew like weeds in the desolation. Zhu Lihong looked around ignorantly, and found that her body was motionless at the moment, solidified with the desolate environment, only her neck was flexible like a shaft, and her face was turning back and forth like a searchlight sweeping in all directions. Moving in the smoky campus, it illuminates the dark windows, the dark trees, the student cafeteria that is as dark and empty as a wilderness, and also illuminates the strange trees in the dormitory area of ​​the faculty and staff. old tree.She wanted to move her body, otherwise it would be a monument here.She found that her feet were heavy, and after a long time she barely moved. In a trance, she suspected that she was dreaming. She saw a grass-green jeep parked next to the teaching building, which was also like a set in a dream. She wanted to shout out, But silent.In desperation, she thumped her thigh hard. Her hand was obedient, and she felt pain when she thumped her leg. The gloomy atmosphere that was floating and gloomy gradually subsided.She pulled herself together and walked to the two rows of bungalows where the teaching and research section and the office were.Two rows of bungalows are next to each other, forming a character "two". There is a door in the middle of the first row of bungalows. When you walk in, a walkway connects the two rows of bungalows. In the middle corridor, there are offices on both sides. When she stepped up the steps from the dark tree shade and entered the gate, she felt a terrifyingly silent atmosphere floating here, and every step she took formed a hollow echo in the corridor.The first row of rooms, go to the left, the doors on both sides are tightly closed, and many of the doors are sealed. Looking at the rusty iron locks, you can tell that these rooms have been silent for a long time.When I walked to the top of the corridor, I didn’t see a trap door. Outside the window at the top of the corridor was a willow tree, under the willow tree was a pile of brick rubbish, and behind the brick rubbish was a dry pond.There was a small tree very close to the window. Zhu Lihong leaned close to the window and looked at it, terrified.There is a human head hanging on the branch of the small tree, with withered yellow hair and a brown face. In ancient times, the head of the owl was a public display. The human head is a common thing. Now a human head is hanging on the tree, which is really terrifying.Then she recognized that it was only a plaster cast, but it was done too realistically.She could have turned around and walked away, avoiding this ugly scene, but the more terrifying it was, the more a force grabbed her. She stared at the head intently. Its neck seemed to have been neatly cut off. The neck and its knife-cut sections reveal the hard texture of plaster or wood.If a real human head were dry, it would never have such a sharp cut, it would be shrunken, wrinkled and even rotted.All observations are enough to prove that this is not a real head. However, an inexplicable force is still overturning this judgment. After the real head is cut off, can't it be sharp and sharp when it dries up?Why is the face of this human head so real?The hair is also like a real person? In the tossing and turning of contradictory judgments, her body froze again.A small wind blew by, the small tree shook, and the head also shook.Zhu Lihong decided to leave the window, but she couldn't pull her feet out. Only her hands were obedient, and she beat her leg hard again. She felt pain, and then she turned and walked back.Walk through the wide aisle connected to the gate, and then go forward, there are offices on both sides of the corridor. There are signs here. Propaganda Office, Organization Office, Task Force Office, Back Office, these doors are not sealed, and the dust does not seem to be so thick. It is not a dead door, but there is no one working there. Knocking, it makes a hollow sound.Zhu Lihong felt like a gravedigger, making noises in the empty catacombs.After knocking twice, the echoes hummed in the corridor, and she knew there was no need to knock again, and hurried to the top, where there was a side door, boarded up, with a rusty brown handle.Looking out from the broken glass of the door, there is no rubbish, no dead heads, only a patch of sunshine, and Zhu Lihong somewhat feels light and safety. She turned around and walked back in a hurry, and came to the aisle connected to the gate again. The gate was to the left, and the second row of rooms was to the right. Logically, there was no need to look at the second row of rooms, and it must be more deserted. However, to prove her fearlessness, she still turned right and walked forward, and saw the left and right corridors.She thought for a while and walked to the left. On both sides of the corridor were some lifeless doors with seals or no seals. Covered with thick dust, several abandoned iron stoves squatted against the wall, also covered with thick dust.There is also a window at the top of the corridor, and in front of it is the dry pond that was seen from the corner of the corridor window just now. Driven by some unknown force, she leaned close to the window and looked to the left again, and the small branched tree and the human head hanging on the branch came into her line of sight again.This time I saw the back of the head, because the distance is farther, the head is more realistic.She looked and looked, and a huge spider as fat as a small toad crawled past her eyes. She took a step back in shock, and found that she almost bumped into a spider web world.The walls were strewn with cobwebs, and the cobwebs were dusty again, hanging taut like dirty rags in the air, and the spider climbed up, the web quivering under its weight.It is like bunkers covering the small mosquitoes one by one. When it is moved away for a while, the small mosquitoes have disappeared, and it stops and goes to sweep the catches on the net.Probably it found Zhu Lihong's staring gaze, and stopped very close to Zhu Lihong's eyes. Zhu Lihong couldn't see its eyes, but knew that it was staring at her.This time Zhu Lihong didn't beat her thigh with her hand, turned around and left. When she reached the aisle connected to the gate, she insisted on going to the end of the corridor in front. There were still lifeless doors on both sides, and at the end of the corridor was still a side door nailed to death by wooden boards.She turned around and walked out with fast steps. The task of exploration was completed, and all her bravery was exhausted.The dust and shadows behind her followed like a witch. When she walked quickly towards the bright door on the wide aisle, she felt that the clothes behind her were caught, and she tried her best to break free and rushed out. At the gate, a gust of wind rushed out like a pack of wolves from the gate. She stepped into the sunlight with a few steps, and the pack of wolves disappeared.She knew that as long as she walked a few dozen steps toward the staff dormitory, she would be able to see the small trees and dead heads seen through the glass when she turned her head. She decided not to suffer from this. At this time, she suddenly saw a few people coming from the faculty and staff dormitory area over there. To her delight, these people seemed quite normal and bright.Immediately, she felt that the air in the campus was more real, and her legs no longer felt heavy and immobile. She was even ready to smile and greet them.She guessed that these were several teachers, and she was very willing to relive the intimacy of returning to her alma mater.What made her particularly excited was that a soldier in military uniform appeared among those few people. Was it the Military Propaganda Team of Beiqing Middle School?In this way, she has a clue about her transfer mission today.The group of people approached slowly, and she and they recognized each other at a closer and closer distance. The leader was a female teacher with a graceful figure and beautiful hair, and there seemed to be a few faint marks on her face.When she got closer, Zhu Lihong saw the other person's eyes widen, and she also widened her eyes. It was Mina.The scars on Mina's face were like faint traces drawn with light brown crayons, her eyes were very bright and her face was radiant.The soldier followed her, and Zhu Lihong recognized him as Platoon Leader Fan, who was in charge of the military propaganda team of Beiqing Middle School two years ago. Zhu Lihong met them hesitantly, Mina stopped, and behind her, Platoon Leader Fan also stopped, and behind her, two or three male and female teachers also stopped.From Mina's cold eyes, Zhu Lihong suddenly realized how ridiculous her desire to find intimacy in Beiqing Middle School today was. Forgot that he had lifted the belt and hit Mina first.However, she now has a job and she has to get it done.She took two steps forward and said to Platoon Leader Fan, "Platoon Leader Fan, I'm here for a transfer today." , you can ask them.” Zhu Lihong asked: “Aren’t you the person in charge of the military propaganda team?” Plato leader Fan replied with a smile: “In the past, but not now.” Zhu Lihong asked: “Who is in charge of the military propaganda team now?” Fan The platoon leader replied: "I have already returned to the army, you can ask Teacher Mina." Zhu Lihong had to turn her eyes to Mina, and she asked: "Who is in charge of the military propaganda team and the worker propaganda team?" Mina said: " They are not here now." Zhu Lihong asked: "Have they left?" Mina lowered her eyes coldly and replied: "No." Zhu Lihong asked: "Do they come to work every day?" Mina still replied coldly: "No." Zhu Lihong asked: "Then when will they come?" Mina said: "I don't know. Come when you want." Zhu Lihong thought for a while, and then asked: "Who is responsible for the school's affairs? Whom should I contact if I have something to do?" Mina asked back, "What's your business?" Zhu Lihong said, "External transfer." Mina asked again coldly "Who is transferred?" Zhu Lihong hesitated, and said: "Students transferred from the past." Mina glanced at Zhu Lihong and asked, "What about the students transferred?" Zhu Lihong said, "What happened to a student transferred from the Cultural Revolution?" " Mina said: "Then you can contact them when they come." Zhu Lihong stood there in a daze, and hurriedly asked, "When do they usually come?" Mina glanced at her and said coldly: "Didn't I already say that they will come when they want to come." She said, and she walked straight forward. Platoon Leader Fan smiled at Zhu Lihong, and followed Mina. The male and female teachers behind were just standing Watching from the sidelines, he also turned his face to take a look at Zhu Lihong, and left.Zhu Lihong knew them. They were old teachers. A square-faced, square-haired male teacher surnamed Chen taught mathematics, and two thin-faced female teachers taught Chinese. Watching them step out of the shade of the trees and walk slowly outside the school gate in the sun, it seems that everyone is carrying a heavy burden.When they were out of sight, Zhu Lihong realized that the sun was shining brightly, and the air was very bright. In the desolate campus, there were rigid teaching buildings, dry willow trees, empty and dark student cafeterias, and the two walls of offices and teaching and research sections. Rows of bungalows are spread far and near like a thin set.The weather was hot, the willow branches didn't move at all, and the military jeep parked in the shade was motionless like a paper-cut pattern. She was in a trance and couldn't figure out what she was doing here. After a while, she pulled herself together, walked towards the military jeep with a grim face and firm steps.