Chapter 4 Chapter 1 (2)

At that time, Zhong Yuemin was transferred from Nanjing to Beijing with his father. Because he was transferred halfway, some primary schools for the children of cadres had strict regulations and could not be placed. So Zhong Yuemin had to be temporarily placed in an ordinary primary school. Here Zhong Yuemin met Li Kuiyong. After half a semester in the same class, the two became friends.Li Kuiyong's father rides a tricycle. His family has many children and is poor.Li Kuiyong has practiced wrestling since he was a child, lifting stone locks, and fought desperately in school, no one dared to provoke him.At that time, Zhong Yuemin was not as bold as he is now, and he admired Li Kuiyong's wrestling kung fu. Zhong Yuemin transferred to Yuying School in the second semester of the fourth grade, but he and Li Kuiyong have always kept in touch.

The last snow hadn't melted yet, and the new snow began to fall sporadically. The wind was blowing very tightly, and the wind was blowing like dusk in broad daylight.Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, and Zheng Tong turned up their coat collars to cover their faces, and lowered their heads against the wind to visit their father who was under quarantine. Before the visit, as usual, he had to receive a lecture from Wang Zhanying, director of the Revolutionary Committee.Wang Zhanying was a section chief before the revolution, and he was the first cadre in the ministry to rebel. He was fairly decent, but his views were too radical. He sincerely believed that the crimes committed by the fathers of Zhong Yuemin and others were so heinous that it would not be too much to shoot them.As for Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, etc., they belonged to the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked. I am a capitalist roader, and my sons have naturally become hooligans.

Director Wang sat on the sofa in the office and admonished him earnestly: "You are all children who can be educated well. The party and the people have not abandoned you. I hope you can draw a line with your capitalist roaders and stand on the side of Chairman Mao. On the side of the revolutionary line, I urge your fathers to fully confess their anti-Party crimes, and let them understand that the Party and the people imposed segregated inspections on them to save them. Huh? Zhong Yuemin, why are you standing? One shoulder is tall, one Your shoulders are low, your whole body is bent in three ways, and one leg is still dangling, who are you showing this sloppy look?"

Zhong Yuemin seemed aggrieved: "Director Wang, you have wronged me. When I was born, I had one leg long and the other short. Because of this physical defect, Yuan Jun and the others always bullied me and gave me the nickname Dibuping. Who do you think I provoked? It is not my fault that I grow up like this, why do you always bully us disabled people..." Yuan Jun said with a smirk: "Director Wang, don't trust this kid. I know Zhong Yuemin very well. The parts on his body can be long or short. Last time he took a bath in the bathhouse, he put two He crossed his legs, stretched his arms, and asked me, guess, what word is this? I said it’s still a guess? It’s big, guess what he said? He said in a daze that it was too word, and I asked why it was too Well, he said you didn’t see there is a dot there? I looked again, yes, there is a dot between his legs, I didn’t pay attention just now, so I looked big, who knows After a while, his place suddenly became straight, so it became Tai, I said, if that thing counts, then I will too, and when I stand at attention, it becomes a divination..."

Zheng Tong hastily interjected: "I can prove that Zhong Yuemin's legs are not even on one side. A classmate in our class even wrote a poem for him. It was written like this. From a distance, the golden rooster is independent; Like a lotus leaf swinging by the wind, lying on the kang is not even on one side." Zhong Yuemin smiled and said: "Zheng Tong, you just run on me, I'll fuck you..." Director Wang slapped the table: "Shut up, I don't think you've been wronged at all by saying you're hooligans. Why do you learn so badly at such a young age? Our compound has many children who can be educated well. Not as bad as you?"

Zhong Yuemin said: "Director Wang, you said that we are children who can be educated well. Can I understand this? My father is a capitalist roader, so I am a child who can be educated well?" Director Wang scratched his head, not knowing what he meant by saying that, so he could only say, "It's okay to understand it that way. Chairman Mao said so, don't call them the children of gangsters, they should be called children who can be educated well." As soon as Zhong Yuemin heard that the director had been tricked, he immediately got excited and said plausibly: "Then you are the director of the Revolutionary Committee, what should your child be called? Obviously it is different from ours, and it is an antonym for children who can be educated well." It should be children who cannot be educated well, can this be understood?"

Director Wang was furious, he slapped the table, and shouted sharply: "Zhong Yuemin, don't mess around, if you continue messing around, I will cancel your visitation qualification today." Director Wang really underestimated them. These boys are full of bad habits and cooperate with each other tacitly.Zhong Yuemin angered Director Wang, so Yuan Jun hurriedly interrupted to distract Director Wang: "Director, our monthly living allowance of 15 yuan is too little, can the party and the people give us some more? Last month Before the twentieth, I have no money to eat, and I rely on ordering things, and getting here. I even went to restaurants to pick up leftovers from others. Look at my face, isn’t it green? This is hungry, and if this continues, it will discredit our socialist motherland, don't you think?"

Zheng Tong also echoed emphatically: "Director, we are all the flowers of our motherland. If we are flowers, we must water them frequently, otherwise we will die of drought." "That is, we are not even flowers. We are still flower buds. If you don't water us, how can we bud? Don't forget, Chairman Mao said that the important task of burying the emperor's rebellion depends on our generation To complete it, we look forward to growing up one day sooner, to complete the important task entrusted to us by the motherland, now it is good, the flowers have not yet bloomed, but they are dying of drought, the revolutionary

There is no successor in the business. "Zhong Yuemin added. Director Wang said impatiently: "After all, they are the children of capitalist roaders. They can talk quite well. Let me tell you, this is a rule. During the inspection period, the quarantined inspectors and their families will all be paid living expenses. The standard is 15 yuan. It is stipulated by the state, and one more point is not acceptable." Zhong Yuemin cursed in a dirty voice: "Fuck, I figured it out, starving us to death is also one of the strategic deployments of the Cultural Revolution..." Director Wang stared: "Zhong Yuemin, what did you say? Do you dare to say it again? This is a typical counter-revolutionary speech..."

Zheng Tong quickly interrupted: "Director Wang, do you still care about the third child in your family? He always bullies me." Director Wang is not a person with clear thinking, his attention is easily distracted, and this time he was fooled by Zheng Tong again: "Really? Why did our third child bully you?" Zheng Tong said with an aggrieved face: "Last time at the gate of the courtyard, he stopped me and said he wanted to find a place to practice solo with me. I said that you are wrong, third child. Chairman Mao taught us to fight with words, not with martial arts." Fighting. I don’t fight with you. If you have any problems, you can ask the organization to solve them. It’s wrong to fight. Third child, your father is also a 17th-level section chief, so he can be regarded as a revolutionary cadre. ?As a child of a cadre, shouldn’t you be a role model for us comrades with bad backgrounds? Director Wang, tell me, there is nothing wrong with what I said, right? But the third child in your family just gave me a mouthful without saying anything , so many small stars popped out of my two eyes, so golden, I felt dizzy..."

Director Wang's third son, Wang Yuejin, was a mentally retarded child, but Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun couldn't hold each other when they saw people. Wang Laosan was often bullied by them, and now Zheng Tong actually beat him up. Director Wang was a little puzzled: "My third child? No way? He is an honest boy who is always bullied by others. Does he have the guts to bully others?" Yuan Jun said: "You don't know that. I also pretend to be honest in front of my father. Once I go out, I am not me. The third child in your family is also like this." Director Wang snorted: "Okay, I'll ask him when I go back. If it's true, I'll discipline him. If you lied to me, I won't let you go." Zheng Tong said: "Forget it, it's useless to ask, who has done bad things these days and still admits it? The last time Yuan Jun urinated on the stage of the auditorium, the administrator grabbed his second child. This grandson still He insisted that he didn't pee." Yuan Jun didn't like to hear it anymore: "Fuck you, you are the one who peed on the stage." Director Wang yelled: "Shut up, all of you, what are you talking about? Look at all of you bastards, you are really upright and crooked. Now you can go in and visit, Zhong Yuemin, your father is in room No. 5, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, your father is in Room 8." Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, and Zheng Tong walked into the long corridor, and they recognized the number of the room. Zhong Yuemin quietly asked Zheng Tong: "Wang Laosan really beat you?" Zheng Tong curled his mouth: "Smack me? Did you turn against him? I gave you a slap, yo, number eight, let's go in." Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun walked into Room 8, and Zhong Yuemin opened the door of Room 5 and walked in. Zhong Yuemin's father, Zhong Shanyue, was a student of Changsha Normal School before joining the Red Army. Unable to make it through, Zhong Shanyue immediately criticized and started a debate with the other party.There was a guy named "Lv Ye" who often argued with Zhong Shanyue in the newspapers. When Zhong Shanyue said that Lu Xun's articles were good, Lu Ye would jump out and slander them wantonly. The two sides are still like gentlemen, and the content of the debate is still limited to literature and art.Later, it failed, and the words became more and more sharp, and finally developed to the point where they attacked each other personally and abused each other.Zhong Shanyue was young and energetic, and read a few more French novels, so he wrote a letter to Lu Ye in accordance with the tradition of Western aristocrats, asking to find a place for a duel.The two parties each brought witnesses to meet in a small forest in the suburbs. Zhong Shanyue carried an iron rod in his sleeve. He found that the other party's weapon was very sinister. To seize", once the sheath is drawn, it becomes a sharp sword.Zhong Shanyue knew very well that in a duel, he would never give the opponent a chance to remove the scabbard. He leaned close to his body, using the short to control the long, and beat the opponent into a severe concussion with an iron rod.He knew that he had caused a catastrophe, and the police station couldn't spare him, so he just didn't do anything, fled Changsha overnight, and went to Xiangxi to vote for He Long.This is 1935. Zhong Shanyue was already the youngest commander of the main divisions in the columns of the Northeast Field Army when he arrived at the Liaoshen Campaign. When the troops were about to attack Jinzhou, he met Yao Ping, the propaganda officer of the East Field Headquarters. College students, half of the division-level cadres in the east field columns are bachelors. Everyone knows that there is a beautiful female college student in the headquarters. The bachelors run to the headquarters if they have nothing to do. They can't talk to Yao Ping, just take a look. , that look is like a wolf staring at a sheep. Zhong Shanyue was also moved when he heard about it. He rode to the headquarters with the guards, led the horses for a walk, and scanned everywhere with his four eyes like radar. Finally, he ran into Commissar Luo Rongyuan. Commissar Luo said: "Little Zhong, What are you looking for furtively?" Zhong Shanyue opened his mouth and said, "I'll come and see Commissar Luo." Political Commissar Luo laughed and said, "Why do you bachelors always say that when you see me? Do I have such a big face? Don't waste your time with me, where should you go?" Later, Zhong Shanyue found Yao Ping on the well platform. Yao Ping was washing clothes at that time. Zhong Shanyue led the horse and walked up to Yao Ping: "You are Yao Ping?" The girl nodded. Zhong Shanyue said again: "I am Zhong Shanyue, the commander of the Second Division of the Fifth Vertical Division. You have to look carefully." Yao Ping really looked up at him carefully. Zhong Shanyue had just turned 30 at the time. He was handsome and of medium build. He was wearing a yellow military uniform that had been washed white, and he had an expensive ivory-handled revolver hanging on his belt. Yao Ping was a little confused at the time, and she asked vaguely, "Is there something wrong with you?" Zhong Shanyue said: "We have surrounded Jinzhou like an iron barrel, and the general offensive is about to begin. If we liberate Jinzhou, I will come back and marry you. You wait for me." Swaggered away without looking back. Yao Ping stood there in a daze for half an hour without recovering. After Zhong Shanyue and Yao Ping got married, Zhong Shanyue asked Yao Ping: "There were so many people chasing you at that time, why did you only fall in love with me?" Yao Ping asked back, "Didn't you tell me to wait for you?" Yao Ping had a bad life. After she gave birth to Zhong Yuemin in 1952, she had her uterus removed due to uterine fibroids. Therefore, Zhong Yuemin was destined not to have younger siblings.When Zhong Yuemin was ten years old, Yao Ping died of liver cancer. Zhong Shanyue never remarried since then, not because he didn't want to start a family again, but because he didn't have a suitable one, and he was too busy to take care of it. Zhong Shanyue has a complicated personality. He was a romantic literary youth in his early years. He liked French romantic literature and new poems. Accidentally found my little poems in the 1930s in a tabloid, and almost made my teeth sore.Most of his life in the army turned him from a scholar into a man with rough appearance and speech. No wonder Yao Ping fell in love with him at first sight. The relationship between Zhong Shanyue and his son Zhong Yuemin is not very good. The father and son are too similar. The mysterious effect of genetics has made Zhong Yuemin uneasy since he was a child. Zhong Shanyue, like all fathers in the world, has long forgotten his childhood mischief. The behavior of the son is usually to use the method of education that touches the flesh, and the relationship between the father and son was once tense.However, since Zhong Shanyue was quarantined and inspected, the relationship between the father and son has improved a lot. The right to visit his father was only won by Zhong Yuemin's fight with the members of the Revolutionary Committee. Zhong Yuemin walked into his father's room and saw Zhong Shanyue was writing confession materials. He handed some change of clothes, toothpaste and soap to his father and said, "Dad, are you okay?" Zhong Shanyue snorted: "Don't worry, I won't die for a while." Zhong Yuemin said without hesitation: "Dad, I feel wronged for you. You have been a revolution all your life, and the more you messed up, the worse you became. In the end, you got locked up by a section chief. If you had known this, you might as well have joined the Kuomintang. ,." Zhong Shanyue became angry, and he slapped the table: "Yuemin, you are talking nonsense again, what kind of place is this? Why is there no one in your mouth? If you keep talking nonsense, get out of here." "Dad, who will bring you clothes when I'm gone? Why did you tear down the bridge before you crossed the river?" Zhong Yuemin was not afraid of his father's slap on the table. My father eased his tone: "Yuemin, don't complain all the time, and don't be resistant. I have experienced many things in my life. I joined the Red Army at the age of seventeen and fought hundreds of battles, big and small. I have earned money by living to this day. I have experienced the current segregation and censorship during the Yan'an rectification in 1942. I believe that the party and the people will figure out my problem. We should trust the party." Zhong Yuemin said cynically: "Dad, I used poker to make a fortune for you yesterday. It said that you will commit villains in your life. Wherever you go, villains will follow you. You can't hide from them. Do you believe me?" It is better to believe in yourself and your son. I think it’s okay. Let’s not play with them anymore. Anyway, this is not a prison. If you want to leave, you can leave as soon as you want. The guards are just a decoration. They've packed it up, so you go to hide with your old comrades who haven't fallen for a while, and then we'll talk after the limelight." Zhong Shanyue smiled bitterly: "Are you talking in your sleep? Where can I hide? If the problem is not resolved, even the old comrades dare not take you in. Stop talking nonsense. Are you out of money? I still have five yuan here." , you take it." Zhong Yuemin asked in surprise: "Where did you get the money? You only pay twelve yuan for living expenses every month, three yuan less than me." "I saved it, it doesn't cost money here." Zhong Yuemin suddenly discovered that the cigarettes his father smoked had turned into economical cigarettes with extremely simple packaging. This kind of cigarettes was the cheapest at that time, with only nine cents per pack. He remembered that his father used to smoke high-grade cigarettes, either Chinese or peony.His nose was sore, and he almost shed tears: "Dad, I don't want this money. You can save it to buy a few packs of good cigarettes. Economic cigarettes are too damaging to your body." Seeing his son becoming sensible, Zhong Shanyue was very pleased: "Son, I even smoked tree leaves during the Long March. There are always ups and downs in one's life. It's nothing. Sweeping, I led a company surrounded by devils, and fought for three days and three nights. In the end, there were only seven or eight of more than one hundred people left. We each carried a grenade in our arms, and we just waited for the devils to rush up again Pulling the fire, no one planned to survive at the time, but at the last moment, reinforcements came. Son, no matter what time it is difficult, we must grit our teeth and persevere, not for anything else, just because we are men." Zhong Yuemin snorted cynically: "Dad, there must be a limit to clenching your teeth, you can't just clench your teeth for decades..."