Chapter 75 new chapter

The train is running.Outside, the snow-covered plain, bright and vast, was like the prospect of life unfolding before me.In the car, in front of me and behind me are ordinary working people.It was the first time in my life that I sat with them, on the same passenger train.I will live and build with them, I will be one of them, no, I am one of them now. Not long after getting on the bus in Fushun, something happened next to me immediately showed what kind of society I had entered and what kind of people I was among.The conductor and a female passenger helped a little girl into our carriage to find a seat.There was an empty seat behind me, and a passenger next to the empty seat gave up his seat to them.The woman let the child lie down on the seat, and leaned sideways against her, looking very anxious.Someone sitting next to her asked her if the child was sick?Why go out when you are sick?The woman's answer was unexpected.It turned out that she was a teacher of an elementary school near the station, and the little girl was her student. Just now, in class, the little girl suddenly had unbearable abdominal pain. The school health staff suspected appendicitis and suggested sending her to the hospital immediately.The little girl's parents both work in a mine far away, and it would be too late to inform them to take the child to see a doctor, and it would take time to send the child directly to the mine hospital where surgery can be performed, so the female teacher made a decisive decision to take the child immediately Take this bus to Shenyang.The platform staff told her to get on the train first and pay for the ticket, and at the same time told her to rest assured that they would call Shenyang to take care of them.This simple episode reminded me of what Tao Yuanming said, "Why do you have to be close to each other if you are a brother?" It is no longer the mind of a few people today.I am more reminded of what Mencius said, "The old is the same as the old, and the young is the same as the young", which has become a reality today.The society I'm stepping into now, the ranks I'm joining now are higher and more beautiful than I imagined!

On December 9th, I came to the capital of the motherland.This is the hometown I have been away from for thirty-five years.On the magnificent Beijing platform, I saw my fifth sister who I hadn't seen for more than three years and my fourth brother who I hadn't seen for more than 20 years.I shook hands with them tightly, and heard the voice of "Big Brother".This is the title that my younger sister and younger brother have never called me in the first half of my life.From this call, I felt that a new life had begun in my own family. I bid farewell to Officer Li who accompanied us, and I also bid farewell to Lao Meng who was with me.Lao Meng was one of the eight war criminals pardoned by the Chiang Kai-shek clique in our same office (including me and the former puppet Manchukuo general Guo Wenlin, the Fushun Administration Office pardoned a total of ten people).He left with his wife who came to meet him.The fourth brother carried the black suitcase to me, and the fifth sister and Lao Wan walked on both sides of me, and we walked out of the platform together.Outside the station, I looked at the platform clock and took out my pocket watch.Before leaving Fushun, the director picked out this watch from the pile of things I donated to the government and told me to accept it. I said it was bought with the money I had exploited and I could not take it.The director said that the people gave it to you now, so you accept it!This is the French gold watch I bought when I was thinking about ideas at Wuliwen Foreign Company in order to get rid of Zhang Wenzhi when I fled from my father's house to Dongjiaomin Lane in 1924.From that moment on, began my shameful history.Now, I let it start a new life, and use Beijing time to set its pointer right.

On the day the director gave me this watch, he told the ten of us who were pardoned that when you returned home and met your fellow villagers and family members, you should apologize to them, because you have wronged them in the past.He said: "I believe that the people in your hometown will forgive you, as long as you behave well and serve the people diligently." All are amiable to me.The next morning, I was eager to do something with these neighbors. I saw someone sweeping the alley with a broom, so I joined in cleaning.I swept all the way to the entrance of the alley, and when I came back, I couldn't find the door, and ended up walking into a strange house.The family understood what was going on, so they sent me back very enthusiastically, and told me that there was no need to thank me, saying, "We are still neighbors, but we are not neighbors. In the new society, it is nothing to do this little favor!"

I also met my uncles and aunts, cousins, sisters, and brother-in-laws.From Uncle Seven, I learned about the latest history of the family's prosperity and his speech at the National People's Congress on inspections of ethnic minority areas.I heard the Guqin played by Big Brother Ni, and saw the words he wrote for me.His calligraphy attainments have indeed reached a new level.I also admired the new works of flowers and birds by the fifth brother in the world.I went to see my second sister, who had started a street nursery at that time. According to her second brother-in-law, who is now an engineer in the post and telecommunications department, she is so busy that she no longer suffers from dizziness.The couple of the third sister, the couple of the fourth sister, the couple of the sixth sister, and the couple of the seventh sister. Be an educator.Even more exciting is the second generation.On the day of the Spring Festival, countless red scarves filled Qishu's house inside and outside.In the second generation, which has become a youth, I have met former volunteer soldiers who have made meritorious service, Beijing women's motorcycle champion, mountaineering team captain, and doctor.Nurses, teachers, car drivers.More are students who are studying various majors and middle school students.There are members of the Communist Party, members of the Communist Youth League, and the rest without exception are striving for this glorious title.These young people who have grown up are also role models for the younger brothers and sisters who wear red scarves.

I also met many old friends from old times.Shang Yanying met me on the couch.He is a librarian of the Museum of Literature and History, and because of old illness, he can no longer speak clearly.When he saw me, his face seemed to be a little stiff and serious, struggling to get up.I took his hand and said, "You are an old man and sick. You should lie down and rest. We are people in the new society, and the relationship we have now is the most normal one. When you get better, we will serve the people together." The reserved expression on his face disappeared, he nodded and smiled at me, and said, "I will follow you." I said, "I will follow the Communist Party." He said, "I will also follow the Communist Party." Old friends of many of them, and know the recent situation of many of them.They are spending their old age in a nursing home specially run by the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Almost all the people I met on the first day said: "You are back, you have to go to see everywhere, you haven't visited Beijing yet!" I said: "I will go to Tiananmen first!" I am already familiar with Tiananmen Square from movies, newspapers and letters from home.I have seen on the screen a parade holding signs of various construction achievements, being inspected by Chairman Mao here; I have also seen carnival activities in festivals here.I also read from the newspapers that the traffic police led the children from the kindergarten to cross the road here, and saw the "Hongqi" and "Dongfeng" cars parked here.I knew that the huge project of the Great Hall of the People was completed within ten months, and I knew how foreign guests from all over the world were moved here.Today, I came to this longing place.

In front of me, the majestic Tiananmen Square is the historical witness of the motherland from suffering to happiness, and also the witness of the old Puyi becoming the new Puyi.On my left is the majestic and magnificent Great Hall of the People, where decisions on major family affairs of the big family of the motherland are made, and among them are decisions that gave me a new life.On my right is the Revolutionary Museum, and behind me stands the Monument to the Revolutionary Heroes, which tell people how many heroes and martyrs have fought for more than a century and what kind of arduous struggles have won us today's fruits, and I have become One of the sharers!

In Tiananmen Square, for the first time in my life, I walked with freedom, safety, happiness and pride. My fifth sister and sixth brother Jian walked westward slowly.When I walked to the National Cultural Palace with a white body and a blue roof, the fifth sister said with concern: "Is your brother tired? This is the first time you have walked so much?" I said: "I am not tired, because it is the first time, especially Not tired." The three words "the first time" are full of the new life that has just begun. The "first time" is very inconvenient, but I just feel excited, not uneasy about it.

It was the first time for me to go back to the barber shop for a haircut—strictly speaking, this is the second time, because I had a haircut in Tianjin Zhongyuan Company more than 30 years ago, but this time it was the first time I encountered something in the barber shop .As soon as I took my seat, I found something I couldn't name that I had seen in a Harbin department store.I asked the barber what was the humming thing next to him, and he said, "Dry." I asked, "Do you want to blow dry or get a haircut first?" When he heard that, he was stunned: "Have you never had your hair cut?" He thought I was joking!When we figured it out, we couldn't help laughing.When I heard the whining sound above my head, I felt even happier.

The first time I took a bus, I caused a false alarm to the sixth brother Jian.I queued up to get on the bus, and saw people let the elderly and children get on first, and I also let a woman beside me get on, but I didn't know that it was a conductor.Seeing that I couldn't get in, she stepped into the car, the door closed and the car drove away.After a while, the sixth brother Jian got off the car from the next stop and ran over. We were still far away and laughed at each other.After laughing, I said to him confidently: "Don't worry, nothing will happen!" With the care of so many people, what should I worry about?Just this morning, from a store near Sanmei's house, I just found a wallet that I had left there yesterday.Am I still lost?

In order to help us understand Beijing and get familiar with life, the Beijing Civil Affairs Bureau organized a series of visits for some people who lived in Beijing after the amnesty, including former Kuomintang generals Du Yuming, Wang Yaowu, Song Xilian and others.We looked at some new factories.The expansion of various public utilities and the city's people's communes took about two months.Finally, at the request of my companions, I visited the Forbidden City, and I temporarily acted as a commentator. To my surprise, the old and decaying scene when I left the Forbidden City disappeared.Everywhere has been completely refurbished, even the door curtains, curtains, bed frames, mattresses, table surrounds, etc. are all new.After inquiring, I found out that these are all re-woven by the Forbidden City's own factory.The ancient cultural relics such as jade, porcelain, calligraphy and painting in the Forbidden City have been stolen by the Beiyang government, the Kuomintang government and myself, and there are very few left. However, I found a lot here and bought them in the museum after liberation. Come back or offer something from a collector.For example, Zhang Zeduan's "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" was stolen by Pu Jie and me, and now we have bought it back. In the imperial garden, I saw children playing in the sun, and old people drinking tea in teahouses.I smelled the fragrance of youth from the ancient cypresses, and felt that the sunshine here was brighter than before.I believe the Forbidden City has also been reborn. In March 1960, I was assigned to the Beijing Botanical Garden of the Institute of Botany, Chinese Academy of Sciences, and started a life of half-day labor and half-day study.This is the preparatory stage before I embark on the post of serving the people.Under the guidance of the technicians, I learned the work of planting, raising seedlings, transplanting and so on in the greenhouse.The rest of the day is sometimes studying and sometimes writing this book. In the first half of my life, I didn't know what "home" was.In the last few years in Fushun, I began to feel "home".Not long after I arrived at the Botanical Garden, I felt like I had a second "home".I am in an atmosphere of mutual help and friendship from top to bottom.Once I came back from wandering outside and found that the watch was gone. I couldn’t help but feel very sorry. I felt that I couldn’t find it on such a long route, so I had to give up.Lao Liu, the general clerk in the same room, knew about this. He was supposed to take a rest, but he even forgot to take a rest. He asked me about the route of my stroll and went out immediately.Many people knew about it, and those who were resting went to look for their watches, and I was embarrassed.Later, Lao Liu found it from the cafeteria of a brigade of Sijiqing People's Commune, and took it back very happily.At this time, I felt that what I took over was not a watch, but a fiery heart. In the summer of this year, a militia was established in the botanical garden and drilled every day.When I signed up, people said I was older than the standard.I said: "As a member of the big family of the motherland, I should also stand on the post of defending the motherland." Later, people were persuaded by me, and I participated in drills and became an overage militiaman. I stood in the militia platoon at the Arboretum and thought about how big our ranks were.There are dozens of people here, but the entire militia team is tens of thousands.I thought, when will I be able to join that torrent-like procession and pass in front of Tiananmen Square? This wish was quickly realized.I joined the march of a million people in support of the Japanese people's struggle against the Japan-U.S. Security Treaty.Not just one million, but part of millions of people all over the world who are engaged in a common struggle.We chanted slogans loudly and walked through Tiananmen Square.Our hearts are engraved on Tiananmen Square: "Long live the People's Republic of China!" "Long live the great unity of the people of the world!" From then on I started social activities.From these activities, I feel that I am united with the people of the whole country, the people of the world who are striving for peace, democracy, national independence and socialism. On November 26, 1960, I got the voter's card that said "Aixinjueluo Puyi". I feel that adding up all the treasures I have known in my life is not as valuable as it.I put my vote in that red ballot box and from that moment on I felt like the richest man in the world.Together with the 650 million compatriots in our country, I have become the master of this land of 9.6 million square kilometers.The hand that reaches out from this land to the oppressed peoples and nations of the world is a huge and reliable hand. In March 1961, I finished my preparatory stage and took up a formal post of serving the people, serving as a commissioner in the Cultural and Historical Data Research Committee of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.I became a writer of literature and history. This part of the work I participated in was dealing with the cultural and historical materials of the late Qing Dynasty and the Beiyang government era.In my own work, I often come across familiar names and sometimes historical events that are related to my past.The authors of the materials are mostly witnesses or eyewitnesses of historical events.They and I are witnesses to the history of this period.From a wealth of materials, from my work, I can see the changes of the times more clearly.Those figures who were abandoned by history - Yehenala (Cixi), Yuan Shikai, Duan Qirui, Zhang Zuolin, etc. seemed to be invincible at the time, and the people who were slaughtered and squeezed by them seemed powerless.Literati like Hu Shi once supported them, and the old and young left their dreams of restoration on them, and they themselves even boasted that they were powerful, thinking that the great powers behind them could always be relied on.However, they were all paper tigers, finally burned by history.History, this is the people. "It seems that the reactionaries look terrible, but in fact there is no great power. From a long-term perspective, the real powerful power belongs not to the reactionaries, but to the people." My experience made me accept this. a truth, and my work has made me believe it all the more.I also want to proclaim this truth to the people through my work and my identity as a witness. In my spare time, I continued to write about the first half of my life. In order to write, I read a lot of information.My work unit has provided me with various conveniences and provided me with many valuable cultural and historical materials. With the enthusiastic help of many outside friends, I have seen many valuable materials from books and archives departments, and obtained many special investigation materials.Some materials were copied word by word from precious original documents by friends I don’t know, some materials were investigated and verified by comrades in the publishing industry for me in remote places, and some materials were compiled by several old gentlemen according to their own It was recorded in earnest recollection of personal witnesses.Many rare materials are provided by the archives and library departments.In particular, comrades from the National Archives, History Museum, Beijing Library, and Capital Library tried to find and collect them for me.I was disturbed to receive so much care and support.In fact, this is already a common phenomenon in our country. In our country, as long as we do things that are beneficial to the people, as long as we spread the truth, we will get widespread concern and support, not to mention the party and the government. My writing has also aroused the interest of many foreign friends.Many foreign journalists and foreign guests have visited me, asking me about my experience in the first half of my life, and paying special attention to my transformation in the past ten years.A Latin American friend said to me: "From this matter, I once again feel the greatness of Mao Zedong Thought. Write your matter into a book!" An Asian friend said: "I hope your book Immediately after the English version of the book is published, give me a copy, and I will translate it into our language so that our people can see this miracle.” In 1962, we fought arduously against difficulties from home and abroad and achieved brilliant results.For me this year, there are more happy events coming.In April, I was invited to attend the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and listened to the report of the National People's Congress on the construction of the motherland.On May 1st, my wife Li Shuxian and I started our own small family.This is an ordinary real family that is extraordinary to me. This is my new chapter.This is how my new life began.Look at my home, look at my voter ID card, facing the infinite future, I can never forget how I got my new life. I'm going to add here a story about the great reformation policy that gave me new life.In the words of my nephew Rui: "It won't work if it's not written in the book." In the summer of 1960, Xiao Rui and I visited Xiangshan Park and talked about each of us's initial changes in thinking, which event caused the initial shock of thinking. Xiao Rui first talked about Xiao Gu and Xiao Xiu.As far as he knew, Xiao Gu was shocked for the first time when he discovered that a Chinese train was driven by a Chinese driver at Suifenhe Station. of tasteless.Speaking of himself, he said: "I have many memorable things. The first thing is that not long after I started working, I once wiped a window and broke a piece of glass. The glass fell to the ground, and the watchman came running after hearing the sound. I was so scared to death, but he came over and asked me: Are you hurt? I said no one was hurt, but the glass was broken. He said, it doesn’t matter if the glass is broken, and be careful not to hurt anyone next time.” "I've had this kind of thing before," I said, "but for me, at the beginning, I was most concerned about the issue of life and death, and the question of whether the policy of leniency would work for me. The first thing that made me see life, has been since then. What I saw hope step by step was that after handing over the things at the bottom of the box, I received an unexpected forgiveness. Speaking of this, I can’t help thanking you for your help.” "My help?" Xiao Rui opened his eyes wide, "Don't you know what's going on? Didn't the director tell you?" "I have said this. When I reported and pleaded guilty, because of Xiaogu's questioning, I confessed to the director at the meeting and made a self-criticism to the director. After the new year, I told the director again that I didn't dare to say that I had received it when I handed things over. Your note is because you are afraid that you will be punished. The director said that he knew everything about it, and he asked you to write that note to help me so that I would take the initiative to confess. This is the director's painstaking efforts, but there are also you help!" "So you don't know the details of it. You don't know at all. I didn't like writing that note. I meant to search you, confiscate things, and punish you. But... I have to deal with this matter." Let me tell you, it won’t work if you don’t write it in your book!” Only then did I understand the detailed process of this matter.It turned out that Xiaorui had already told the office about the secret of my box and asked the office to search and confiscate it.The director did not do this. He said: "Searching is easy, but it is not necessarily conducive to his reform. Wait, it is better for him to confess automatically than to search. It is better for him to be conscious." After waiting for a long time, Xiao Rui talked to the director again and asked for a search.The director said that everyone's thought develops at a different speed, so there should be no rush.Communists believe that under the power of the people, most criminals can be reformed, but each person has his own process.The question is not about jewels and prison rules, but about what is more conducive to the transformation of a person.The director said: "You must know that due to his special status, it is difficult for him to immediately believe in the government's frank and lenient policy. If we searched him, it would mean that he lost an opportunity to experience the policy. It is better to take the initiative Leave it to him! If you are in a hurry to search, it is better to use your brain to try to promote his self-awareness." In the end, I came up with a way for him to write a note to me.After the note was handed out, there was no movement for several days. Xiao Rui became anxious again, and said to the director: "Puyi is a man who will not realize his consciousness until he dies. Since he is not aware of it, why don't you search him?" , let’s not be in a hurry now.” That’s what happened later, and I became anxious and handed over the batch of things.I have since seen a new way out. "Since then, I have understood that the government firmly believes that the majority of people can be reformed." Xiao Rui said excitedly, "You know it yourself. I know about you. Several of us told the government before the prosecutors arrived! But since then, the institute has believed that you can be rehabilitated, so it has been worrying about your study and rehabilitation." Standing on the hillside of Fragrant Hills, looking at the Beijing city shone by the sun, the memories of the past ten years were brought back to my mind one by one.I think of the gray hair of the old director, the hearty voice of the young deputy director, I think of every guard, every doctor, nurse, and every staff member.When I deceived them, when I used all kinds of shameful methods to fight, when I completely exposed my ignorance, incompetence, and stupidity, when I was desperate for myself and could not live At that time, they, these Communists, always firmly believed that I could be reformed, and patiently guided me to be a new man. "人", this is the first word I know in the enlightenment textbook, but I have never understood it in the first half of my life.With the Communists and the policy of rehabilitating criminals, today I understand the meaning of this solemn word and become a real person.