"Zheng Tong, where are you in a hurry to go early in the morning?" Zheng Tong turned around and saw that it was Yuan Jun, the kid.

"Yuan Jun, why did you come back, didn't you go back to your hometown with your father!"

"Hey, don't mention it, my father's third uncle passed away, and if he dragged me back to worship, I'm about to become a kowtow worm in the past few days. Yuan Jun looked gloomy, "By the way, you haven't said it yet, why are you in a hurry?"

Zheng Tong pretended to be calm and said: "Oh, I'm now the propaganda officer of the Mao Group, and our group has an event today, and I'm just about to pass over!"

"What level of unit is the Mao Group? Why are you still mixed with an official of a propaganda officer?" Yuan Jun couldn't see Zheng Tong's smug look.

"Didn't you leave with your dad after the New Year, and a lot of things happened later, and it's hard to put into words. Zheng Tong deliberately hung Yuan Jun's appetite.

"Do you want to say it?" Yuan Jun was anxious.

"Yue Min, I transferred to our school this semester, and I was in our class······ Then he cleaned up the money and fat man, and set up a Mao Xuan group······ In short, our current Mao group is the most awesome team in Yuying School, and many people can't get in!"

Zheng Tong was rambling for a long time, Yuan Jun finally figured it out, and he was anxious again: "We are all good buddies of the Yue people, you are mixed up, how can I arrange it?"

"I don't know, weren't you here before, no one mentioned you. ”

Yuan Jun was angry: "Are you my buddy, people forget it, why don't you forget it, why don't you bring me with you for such a fun thing?"

Yuan Jun wasn't really angry, he was afraid of missing out on fun things. He has had excess energy since he was a child, and he has been crying day and night since he was breastfeeding, and his father Yuan Beiguang can't wait to throw him out. I finally went to school, but it was also a headache for teachers in school, fighting with boys, pulling girls' pigtails, and putting cockroaches on others······ His glorious deeds may take days to tell.

Zheng Tong hesitated and proposed: "Why don't you go with me, you can talk to Yue Min yourself." ”

In this way, the two of them went out of the gate and went straight to the school.

When they arrived, Zhong Yuemin and a few people were already waiting there, and after everyone gathered, they didn't say much and set off towards the ruins of the Old Summer Palace. The Old Summer Palace is about ten kilometers away from Yuying School, and several people walked on bicycles for more than an hour to arrive.

At this time, the Old Summer Palace had not yet been built into a park, it was still a wilderness, there was no wall, anyone could enter, and there were many poor people who did not have houses in the city and set up camp here.

Lao Li's family lived here, a hut built with some broken bricks and stones, the roof was thatched, and the wind was leaking everywhere. The bed in the house was made of two benches with wooden planks on them, and the bed was covered with a pile of straw, only a thin torn quilt, and Lao Li's wife was sick all the year round and was now lying on the bed. The others were just a lame table and a muddy stove, and the fire in the stove was so faint that there was no heat in the room. The two children were a little scared, and they both leaned on the edge of the bed, silent.

Cui Xiumei, Zheng Tong and Qian Fat Man were particularly shocked when they saw this kind of scene, they didn't expect that there was such a poor place in the capital, and this place was only less than ten kilometers away from their home. This scene completely shattered their perception, this is a completely different world from the courtyard, but it is real.

Lao Li stood there a little cramped, and wanted to beckon these classmates to sit down and drink saliva, but found that he couldn't do it anyway. The family usually goes to bed when they enter the house, because it is too cold, they all squat on the ground for eating, and there is not a single stool; the drinking water is hot water poured from the bowl of eating, but there are only three bowls in the house, and they are all broken.

Everyone saw that Lao Li's family was not used to outsiders coming to the house, and they didn't stay for a while before they were leaving, and when they left, everyone forced some of the money on their bodies to Lao Li, just hoping that their family could have a full meal tonight.

On the way back, the Dujia family was silent, just riding with their heads bored, but they couldn't ignore the thatched houses and shacks on both sides of the road.

"Yue Min, why is this happening?" Cui Xiumei Zhongyue couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, why are we still starving every day when we are well fed, clothed, and housed?"

"That's not what the book says, doesn't it say that everyone in socialism lives happily?"

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Everyone's questions were one after another, and before Zhong Yuemin could speak, Yuan Jun spoke first: "After the New Year, my father and I went to my hometown in the countryside, and the village has more than half of the population less than when it was just liberated, and the relatives at home said that they died of starvation a few years ago, and this phenomenon is also common in other villages. Living in the city can still find some odd jobs, at least starvation, which is already good. ”

Cui Xiumei said angrily: "Yuan Jun, how can you be so cold-blooded!"

"It's not that Yuan Jun is cold-blooded, he's just explaining the facts. We live in a compound, which is like an ivory tower, and we don't know the warmth and coldness of the world. Zhong Yuemin's voice was relatively low, but everyone listened quietly, "We are like this, and so are many revolutionary cadres, who have been separated from the masses for too long. We are the successors of socialism, and we must truly understand the world as it is, and carry out the revolution to the end in order to realize the prosperity of New China and to live a good life for all. ”

"So what are we going to do?" asked Cui Xiumei.

"We are already doing it, we are doing it very well, and the establishment of the Maoist group is the first step, and we also need to develop more revolutionary fighters, and then influence more people. Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly.

Only then did everyone understand that Zhong Yuemin was not a temporary idea, nor was it a Mao group that was established for the sake of playing a family, and suddenly the spirit of revolution to the end and who I am is doing is in their hearts.

Since then, the initial team of the Mao Group has had clearer guidelines, and the whole team has been operating quickly and gradually growing.