The three comrades of the working group were sent to the bottom of the ditch, and then to the entrance of the village at the east end of Youjia Village. Seeing that the backs of the three comrades were covered by the firewood stacks in the village alley, he turned his head, walked up the ditch, and returned to the cave that the leader of An called the primitive cave dwelling.

"The sky is not extinguished!"

Standing at the door of the cave, he almost blurted out this exclamation that welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Ha yes! I thought I would never be able to get out of Donggou in this life!" You Ximing was overjoyed, thinking that the working group wanted him to come to the stage tomorrow to expose and accuse You Zhimao, his heart lost his balance, he always couldn't hold it steady, and he always wanted to jump up: "I, You, I'm going to talk on the high platform in Youjia Village......!"

He suddenly felt that the cave was too narrow, and he had to bow his head and bend down when entering and exiting the cave. Strange, from the waist to the neck, it seems that a hard stick is inserted, and the head can't be lowered, and the waist can't bend down. It's too lonely and too bent in the cave. Standing on the small flat outside the cave, the east ditch under his eyes seemed to have become ugly and narrow all of a sudden, and it was difficult to accommodate Lao You's five-foot body!

Tomorrow will be the first mass meeting since the Youjia Village Movement, and You Zhimao, the party secretary of the struggle party, and You Ximing will be the first to speak and complain, and Lao An will say that it is "the first shot!" How can you say it? How much enthusiasm and hope Lao An has for him!

He sat down, feeling a little weak in his heart, Lao An was unfamiliar with the place, and he was naïve with an intellectual, so he was easy to coax. But as soon as he takes the stage tomorrow, the audience will be full of men and women from Youjia Village, who doesn't know the roots and tendons of his Youshiwa?

He couldn't restrain the tide of thought beneath his graying hair, and the disgraceful past that had been ridiculed for so many years was now stubbornly turning over to his heart......

It was about the year of liberation, and You Ximing, who was twenty-three or four-year-old, had already sold his strong men five or six times. Each time, he put the price of the sale into his waist, ate in the restaurant of the town for a few days, and then went anywhere at the behest of the order, without discomfort or tears. Within half a month, Yushiva appeared in Youjia Village again and told the stupid and clumsy farmer about the thrilling experience of escaping from the strong army......

"That's a bite of ......food in exchange for a small life," You Ximing cried to the leader of the land reform team, tears and snot were mixed with tears, "I am an orphan Ximing, there is no way to ......"

It's true. The sympathetic elders of Youjia Village confirmed this to the old Eighth Road cadres in gray uniforms, and You Zhimao, the director of the peasant association, also proved that his peer You Ximing was telling the truth. So, when distributing the landlord's property, You Ximing got two wings. Yuxiwa, who was so active that the crops were dazzled, patted her chest: "The Communist Party, the working group, is my reborn parents......! For the revolution, dare to go up the knife mountain, dare to jump the sea of fire ......"

"Xiwa, it's time to live your life. After the land reform team was evacuated, You Zhimao, director of the peasant association, kindly advised, "There is a woman in Lingshanggoucha Village, who died of tuberculosis less than a year after she got married. If you like it, let your sister-in-law tell you about it......"

"It can be done!" You Ximing couldn't wait, "As long as people don't dislike us, what are we suspicious of!"

The woman of the director of the peasant association pulled the line and became a matchmaker. At first, the woman readily agreed. After two days, I heard about You Ximing's roots, and I was not very satisfied. You Ximing was in a hurry, and he begged the director of the peasant association to go in person and use his prestige on both sides of the river to persuade the wavering woman. You Zhimao went, stabilized the woman's heart, and finally pulled a handle, saying that he would "plan again"!

You Ximing is still not at ease, and if he continues to "plot" again, he is afraid that it will be troublesome. While it was dark, he went up to the ridge and went to find the little widow himself. With a mouth full of fresh and progressive words, enthusiastic and moving assurances, and the face that was once youthful in his twenties, You Ximing actually conquered the little widow's heart. So much so that when the little widow sent him out, he dared to crush the widow down by the haystack outside the door......

"My old You ......" You Ximing got married, beaming with joy and patting his chest.

In the construction boom of Xi'an, You Ximing was the first farmer in Youjia Village to show that he was not so attached to the newly allocated land, and went to the city to work as a migrant worker. Within a year, he was absorbed by the construction unit as a regular worker and led the construction of migrant workers.

"Divorce!" You Ximing, who was wearing a blue uniform and had two bright pen caps in his upper body pockets, stared, his mouth was harder, and he said to his daughter-in-law, who was holding her three-year-old son, "You are a widow! I have no relationship with you!"

After the divorce, You Ximing demolished the two wings of the land reform, sold all the wood and bricks, left Youjia Village, and never came back.

I don't know where to go wrong, You Ximing was involved in a corruption case, was dismissed, returned to Youjia Village with a cover roll, and reported to You Zhimao.

"Look at you, get this done!" You Zhimao, who was already the director of the agricultural cooperative, said regretfully, "When you divorced, I advised you, but you didn't listen." You demolished the house and sold the house, I advised you, but you still didn't listen. What should I do now? The food club can give you some food first, and where do you live?"

"My old You, I can enjoy happiness and be offended!" You Ximing didn't seem to be as worried as You Zhimao, but thought about it, "Residence, I have a good look, the cave that guards the crops in Donggou of the Sheli is usually free, let me live first......"

"Hmm......!" You Zhimao remembered, "the kiln is too small, and it is far from the village......

You Ximing lived in Donggou and lived for seven or eight years. When winter arrives every year, the people's civil affairs department sends relief money and cotton cotton cloth, and when You Zhimao holds a meeting to study the relief objects, he first leaves a copy for the residents of Donggou as usual, and then reviews them one by one.

"Ximing, there is a piece of cotton cloth, the club has sewn it into a cotton coat for you, you go to the women's director to get it. You Zhimao said.

"I should come too!" You Ximing was not ashamed.

In the years of the "Melon and Vegetable Generation", You Ximing was fortunate that Donggou was an excellent residence, saying that it was dark at night, stealing beans and digging potatoes in broad daylight, and he would not worry about anyone finding out. He is one of the few people in Youjia Village who does not have puffiness......

Now, You Ximing sits at the entrance of the cave, thinking about the extraordinary experience of most of his life. He has always been a man who only looks forward and does not care about the future, and never thinks about the past. In the eyes of the people of Youjia Village, You Ximing slept in a rotten cave, and if he thought of the house he sold, and the daughter-in-law and son who were thrown out of the house, he should regret his death, right? In fact, You Ximing himself never took regret medicine. If Lao An of the working group hadn't told him to come to power tomorrow to "blow his head and shoot his head," he wouldn't have remembered those irretrievable past events!

You Ximing thought to himself, however, that You Zhimao was a good branch secretary! There was nothing that he couldn't get over with him! In real retrospect, You Ximing who took care of him considerately in Youjia Village was You Zhimao! Thinking of this, his enthusiasm and courage fell, so why should he fight You Zhimao as the branch secretary? Team leader An said that You Zhimao was a person in authority who took the capitalist road! He couldn't remember that long sentence, but it meant that he was You Hulu of Youjia Village today, the new landlord!

"I'm afraid I'm going to carry out a second round of land reform!" You Ximing estimated the current movement, "If this is the case, I'm not welcome!"

Among the Youjia Village Brigade, there is a theater building, which was built in the first good year after the cooperation in 1956.

You Ximing sat on the stage, shoulder to shoulder with Lao An, his heart was warm. Looking at You Zhimao standing on the corner of the stage, he was amused in his heart, "You have built up the theater building, I am afraid that you only know that you are standing on the stage to convey the resolution of your superiors, right? You didn't expect it today? Okay, now you stand upright! Stand upright! Your hand hangs down the seam of your trousers...... There are so many surprised eyes in the audience looking at him, let's take a look! You Ximing is a character sitting on the stage, not curled up in a rotten cave in Donggou......

After announcing the opening of the meeting, Comrade Lao An walked to the stage with a deep sense of grief and righteous indignation: "In the socialist Youjiacun Brigade, there is still a primitive man living there! What kind of life does Comrade You Ximing live? It is unbearable to see! To what extent have the capitalist roaders persecuted the poor peasant members? It is almost like an ape-man......

Team Leader An was moved by emotion and couldn't go on: "Now, please ask Comrade You Ximing to complain ......"

You Xi stood up suddenly, walked to the front of the stage, glanced at Lao An, and shouted in a sad and aggrieved voice: "Poor and middle peasant class brothers, ......" Without saying a word, he cried "wow", which was miserable and shocking. When he wiped his tears, he saw Lao An's face with a satisfied expression, and this cry was to the point.

You Ximing was just about to speak, but there was a laugh from the audience, and he was a little panicked. Team Leader An immediately walked to the front of the stage: "What are you laughing at? This is a matter of class feelings!"

The laughter was louder and louder, from the front to the back of the stage, from the left to the right, and there were waves of laughter. You Ximing felt that the laughter was too harsh, but he didn't know why.

Xiao Ma, a member of the working group, ran up from the stage and whispered in front of Lao An, the leader of the working group, Lao An's face immediately changed, and he looked at You Ximing angrily. You Ximing didn't know what was going on, he only saw Team Leader An staring at his lower body, he lowered his head, oh my God! I haven't worn uniform pants for many years, and today I put on the uniform pants that Lao An gave him yesterday, but I forgot to close the front door......

You Ximing is You Ximing after all, he was in a hurry, turned around suddenly, pounced on You Zhimao, waved his fist, and aimed at the chest of the branch secretary, which was a slap in the heart: "You hurt me so hard!"

The laughter in the audience stopped abruptly, no one could laugh, and thousands of pairs of men and women's eyes left You Ximing's crotch and turned to You Zhimao, who was struggling to get up at the entrance of the stage. You Ximing buttoned up his pants, only to see an angry look in Lao An's eyes, paused for a while, Lao An re-announced: "Now, Comrade You Ximing continues to accuse ......"