Chapter 55 5. Director Chen Jingqiang

What was waiting for me was endless torture. The reason why it was called torture instead of interrogation was because I had to be beaten almost every time.For class enemies, my former comrades-in-arms became ruthless in an instant, and slapping was almost commonplace.They tortured my class enemy, enemy agents, and it seemed to be their pleasure. Except for the tiger stools, branding irons, etc. that I remembered from the Kuomintang reactionaries when I was studying, all the beating methods I could imagine and unimaginable were used. up. After each beating, I realized why my father’s hair turned gray all of a sudden and his body couldn’t straighten up, because my father also suffered similar treatment to me.

However, I am different, I may not really be human.I expect people to hit me because I have always had self-abuse behavior.Also, my body may be really special, because I am locked up and can't move, so I only feel a little easier when someone beats me. No matter how hard I was beaten, I didn't feel any special pain, and I got better soon.Even the person who hit me was a little surprised that I was like a normal person the next day. Because of being able to be beaten, even if I was beaten to death, I would not admit that I was a spy. If I did not admit it, they would not be able to ask me what accomplices I have.Therefore, the long torture lasted for more than a month, but in the end there was still no result.I think Captain Wang and the others also suspected that I might not be a spy, and they came to see me once a month later.

Despite being imprisoned, the feeling of being watched has never disappeared, and it has even become more obvious and intensive.Every time I was tortured, the feeling of surveillance became stronger. My room is almost a sealed room, and I stare at the only window every day.It's hard for me to imagine such a room. Why can I still feel such an obvious feeling of being watched by others? Is there any secret channel that can see me? I have groped along the wall, touched almost every inch of the wall in a month, and even the bedpan has been checked countless times by me nervously.Who is spying on me, why is it spying on me, and where is it spying on me?Could it be that I am spying on myself?

After the second month, they still haven't opened my mouth.I felt that I was simply the communist described in the book. No matter what cruel means the enemy used to torture me, I would never speak up.Probably because of my "steadfast" consciousness, I was released.However, he did not gain freedom, but was responsible for picking up excrement from several places, which belonged to the cleaning department in the city.However, this department is in charge of the Advance Brigade. I have to get up very early every day, and work until very late to pick up the excrement in the several areas I am in charge of. After returning, I can’t rest. I have to report to the brigade first, and report the state of mind of the day before I can rest.It was boring to the extreme, and I had to find some fun in this life.

Therefore, my speed at picking up dung is top-notch, because my body is very agile, my physical strength is good, and I can run fast.So much so that after I picked up big shit for a while, I was able to make people stare at me when I picked up big shit.It is estimated that no one has seen such a big dung picker: the dung is full, the pole changes from the left shoulder to the right shoulder, the dung bucket is danced around, what streets, alleys, potholes, I am a big dung picker Everything is as smooth as walking on the ground.The manure is never spilled or scattered. Despite this, the hunger in my stomach is always tormenting me. It may be because I work every day and consume a lot of energy, so the little food allocated to me is basically a drop in the bucket.But it's not like I've never experienced hunger, it's just that it's hard to be hungry.If I'm really hungry, I'll eat grass, and I've found that some grasses have a nice, slightly sweet taste.So, when I rest, I will look for this kind of grass everywhere, put it in my clothes, and eat it when I am very hungry.

I spent more than three months picking manure, until I couldn’t find any grass in winter, so I dug the mud to find grass roots to eat. Some grass roots were fat and big, and they tasted like sweet potatoes.And I seem to have been forgotten... I met Zhao Demin again at the end of 1971. I was gnawing grass roots on the corner of the street, watching a crowd of Red Guards rushing towards somewhere noisily.I heard a very familiar voice calling me: "Yajun!" As soon as I looked up, I saw Zhao Demin standing not far from me.To be honest, I was very happy to see Zhao Demin, so I quickly threw away the grass roots from my hands, stood up and walked towards Zhao Demin.

However, Zhao Demin took two steps back, which made me wake up immediately. First, my identity is wrong now, and second, Zhao Demin seems to have a shadow over me. I had no choice but to stand still, rubbed my hands together, and said with a dry smile, "Oh, Deokmin. I haven't seen you for a long time." Zhao Demin also smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, it's been half a year." I said, "Everyone is alright." Zhao Demin said, "It's okay." I said, "That's good." Speaking of which, I don't know what to say, looking at Zhao Demin, he is both familiar and unfamiliar, kind and contradictory.

And Zhao Demin didn't seem to know what to say. The two stood awkwardly for a while, and I was the first to ask, "Where are you going? What a coincidence?" Zhao Demin said: "Those who followed them to the fifth factory found you somehow." I said, "It's quite a coincidence." Zhao Demin's eyes flickered for a moment, as if he was about to say something, but he swallowed his saliva and swallowed the words before saying, "I'm leaving first, we'll talk when I have time." I nodded, Zhao Demin was very courageous to chat with me for a while.

Zhao Demin walked past me, stretched out his hand suddenly, and said, "Take care." I also took advantage of the opportunity to shake his hand and said, "Thank you." But when I touched Zhao Demin's hand, I suddenly "heard" Zhao Demin say: "I'm sorry, I married Pang Yiqiao during the Spring Festival. I'm sorry, please forgive me." And I'm sure that Zhao Demin didn't speak, but I Indeed. But after a brief shake of his hand, he immediately released it, and Zhao Demin left without looking back. I stood blankly for a while, looking at my hands, what I heard just now.Zhao Demin didn't speak, but I'm sure it was what Zhao Demin wanted to say. Could it be Zhao Demin's idea?

I finished today's work almost numbly, and returned to my room after giving a thought report. My father’s original big house has been confiscated, and the house my mother used to live in was also taken back by the government after my mother’s death. The place where I live now is a rotten house more than 80 years ago. It makes noise everywhere except people, except the floor. Leaks everywhere. I sat quietly on the rotten bed, staring at my hands for a long time. Then he laughed twice, covered his face and cried. I may really not be a human, I must be a monster or a monster, so Pang Yiqiao will leave me, so I will be suspected, so I am so unhappy, so, so, so.

I cried for a long time before I stood up, I wanted to die, I never wanted to live again.Moreover, I made up my mind to die immediately. I've had enough, I've been exposed, I've picked shit, I just don't have a reason to die right away.Now, I have become a monster, and I can actually hear what other people don't want to say. Moreover, Yiqiao will never come back to me. My friend married him. These reasons are enough.I don't want to live without hope anymore. I slipped out of the house, climbed over two walls, and tore off some rope.No one can find me, my movements are very light and fast.I'm going to jump into the reservoir and tie some big rocks so people can't find me.I also don't want them to find my body. I went around the road, sneaked out from dark corners, and avoided many Red Guards patrolling the streets.I ran to a reservoir closest to my place. There was a road bridge there, and the water below was very deep. I was bound to die immediately by jumping off the rocks. The thought of my death was so strong that I did not hesitate even once I tied the stone. I stood on the edge of the road bridge, muttered a few words: "Mom, Dad, the unworthy son is here." I jumped off. The icy water quickly surrounded me, I didn't struggle, and let the stone drag me to the bottom of the icy water. I took a sip of water and spit out a few bubbles.I know, I'm going to die soon. At this time, a yellow light flashed in front of my eyes, as if something was swimming past me, and my last consciousness told me that it was a huge duck egg emitting yellow light. And there are more and more yellow lights, it seems that there are countless such glowing duck eggs around me. A film-like thing covered my face, and I choked on another mouthful of water, my eyes turned black, and I passed out. When I woke up, it was a clean ward, and I was lying on a soft bed, and I immediately stood up and sat up.The clothes on me were also changed into dry hospital gowns.I immediately looked around, am I dead? And the voice of the female nurse brought me back to reality. She was a very beautiful female nurse with a very common revolutionary haircut, but she wore a very unique nurse hat, which made her look special. Seeing me sitting up with a bang, the nurse immediately ran over and said, "Zhao Yajun, you are saved." I said nervously, "Where is this?" The nurse said, "This is the third hospital." Indeed, the Third Hospital is right next to the reservoir. I said: "Who saved me, why saved me, I want to die, I want to die!" Then turn over and get out of bed. The nurse held me down and shouted, "Don't do this, Director Chen saved you." I paused and asked, "Which Director Chen?" The nurse saw that I was calmer, and said, "It's Director Chen Jingqiang." I am too familiar with the name Chen Jingqiang, the director of the South China Sea Revolutionary Committee.He also stopped the fighting.As soon as I said this name, I didn't dare to make any mistakes. I didn't struggle to get off the ground, but I didn't want to lie down and sat on the bed with bare feet. I asked, "What about Director Chen?" The nurse said, "Should be right back." As soon as the nurse finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the person who entered was Secretary Chen Jingqiang. This is the first time I have had such close contact with the chief. Chen Jingqiang looks to be in his 40s. He looks very friendly and has a little fat, but he still looks very capable. There is a long scar on his left cheek, which is said to be stabbed when he was fighting the Japanese. Chen Jingqiang is a well-known combat hero in the South China Sea. It is said that he alone killed at least 100 Japanese devils. During the Kinmen artillery battle in 1958, the Taiwanese special forces who single-handedly killed 7 people made a sneak attack. It is said that after retiring from the army, he was attacked and persecuted by counter-revolutionaries, traitors, and secret agents. Finally, a great rebellion movement ushered in. He took the lead in responding to the call of the Party Central Committee and formed the first rebel organization in the South China Sea, ushering in a new era of revolutionary struggle in the South China Sea. This kind of hero, with a good background and almost no faults, naturally took the top spot in the rebellion movement in the South China Sea. However, these are all hearsay, and I don't know whether it is true or not, but I firmly believe that these are true. Chen Jingqiang looked at me and said, "What nonsense! Young man!"