In the blink of an eye, the study class of the Yahou Street Neighborhood Committee has been open for three days.

On Saturday, Min Lanzhen, director of the neighborhood committee, and Jiang Yizhen, the leader of the residents' group, came to the neighborhood committee early. Before entering the office, they came to the outside of the large room where the study class was located.

"Look, are Zhou Bajin much more honest?" Min Lanzhen looked in through the glass window, turned her head and asked Jiang Yizhen.

Jiang Yizhen took a closer look: Sure enough, Zhou, Qin, Wei and others were sitting on stools, holding the materials printed and distributed by the neighborhood committee in their hands, and listening to the explanation of the neighborhood committee staff on the stage. Although after a while, he began to scratch his ears and cheeks, stretch his waist and legs, and seemed uneasy, but it was obviously much better than all the restless and disciplined behaviors in the past.

"Director, your trick is really smart," looking at Zhou, Qin, Wei and others like this, Jiang Yizhen admired the director's idea very much, "If you don't bring them a hanger, won't you make trouble for them in this back street?"

"I'll just say it, there are no rules, you can't be a square circle, especially to these guys like Zhou Bajin, you really can't be polite to them. Min Lanzhen said proudly, "What do our neighborhood committees do? To ensure the safety of one party, no matter what movement is carried out above, this cannot be changed." As he spoke, he looked through the glass window again.

"So—how long will this study class last, can't you let them keep doing this?" Jiang Yizhen asked. Although the neighborhood committee has asked the town for instructions on the study class, Zhou Bajin, Qin Deli, and Wei Wuliu are all people who live in their hands, and they don't work for a day and have no income for a day.

"I came to you today to discuss this matter. Min Lanzhen said, "In addition to the study class, let's see what we have to do in Yahou Street, after all, the Cultural Revolution is coming, and we, as a first-level organization, must also have an attitude, at least worthy of the support of the people here for our work." ”

"That's too. Listening to the director's words, Jiang Yizhen agreed. She still admires the leader in front of her: although the culture is not too high, she is very assertive when she encounters problems, and like herself, she is a master who is not afraid of things, so she has a good temperament for herself.

"Let's go, go to the office. Min Lanzhen greeted and led the way towards the inner courtyard. But as soon as he took two steps, he met Xiao Zhao's sister.

"What's the matter, you are in a hurry?" Seeing Xiao Zhao's panicked appearance, Min Lanzhen asked with concern.

"Director Min, as soon as I opened the door, a large number of college students from the provincial capital poured in, saying that they were looking for you, and their attitude was very bad. ”

"Really? Let's take a look. Hearing this, Min Lanzhen was suspicious. She greeted Jiang Yizhen and Xiao Zhao as she walked towards the office.

Sure enough, at this time, the office was crowded with young people wearing red armbands, and the men and women were very lively. Seeing Min Lanzhen, Jiang Yizhen and others coming, they subconsciously got out of the way.

"You are-" Although Min Lanzhen is also a person who has seen the world, she is still a little surprised to see so many people coming.

"You are the director of the neighborhood committee, we are □□ from the provincial capital. Seeing Min Lanzhen asking, one of the boys who came with the appearance of the leader said with a grin: "According to the spirit of the Central Committee, I have come to you to participate in the cultural revolution and help solve various problems. ”

"Join us?" Seeing that although the other party was young, he looked like no one around, Min Lanzhen was a little unhappy. But she knew that these people nowadays were the pride of the sky, and no one could afford to provoke them, so she endured this tone and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "It's just that we haven't received a notice from our superiors asking to receive you." ”

Seeing that although these women did not speak, they were obviously suspicious, and the person at the head knew that they were afraid that they would not be able to give an explanation, so they took out a piece of letterhead from the military satchel they were carrying and slapped it on Min Lanzhen's desk, "Do you want to know where we came from, then take a look at this." ”

Min Lanzhen walked to the desk, picked up the letterhead, and found that it turned out to be a letter of introduction issued by □□the liaison station of the provincial capital's colleges and universities, and the letter said that the letter bearer was a person sent by the station to promote the cultural revolution in various localities, and that party and government organs at all levels in various localities should actively cooperate with their work.

"Then what do you say?" Although Min Lanzhen did not approve of this liaison terminal in her heart, she also knew that the other party was not easy to mess with, so she said in a consultative tone.

"What should we do? First of all, we must correctly analyze the enemy's situation. Seeing that Min Lanzhen's expression was a little relaxed, the face of the male student who had been tense was also soothed, but he still didn't like it when he said it: "There are enough facts to prove that Yahou Street is the base camp of the remaining reactionary forces since the liberation of Lichuan County, and only by carrying out a revolutionary sweep can this county town be completely in the hands of the proletariat and the revolutionary people." ”

"What?" Hearing this, Jiang Yizhen, the resident group leader who had been standing next to Min Lanzhen and had not said a word, couldn't hold back any longer, "Most of the residents living here are working people, and many of them are still members of the □□ and the Communist Youth League, why do you say that?"

"Who are you?" was a little surprised by this questioning.

"She is our resident group leader, □□ member. Min Lanzhen replied calmly on the side.

I see, when I heard this, the students led by him were very disapproving: Isn't the leader of the resident group a housewife, looking at her appearance of being five big and three coarse, she turned out to be a party member, and she also had to ask about national affairs, which is ridiculous enough. He didn't want to be verbose with Jiang Yizhen, so he turned his head and asked Min Lanzhen: "In addition to the working people, do you still have a lot of bad people living here, like Meng Huanren, Li Xiaobai or something?"

"Where is there no such person?" Min Lanzhen couldn't agree with him, but was also a little surprised: how did he know about these situations?

"But there aren't as many people as you have here. The male student raised his voice

"Then what do you say?" Hearing him say this, Min Lanzhen was very uncomfortable, she pulled the chair she usually used and sat down, patted the other chair, and motioned for Jiang Yizhen to sit down as well.

"Vigorously carry out the class struggle, resolutely knock those bad guys to the ground, and step on one foot again, so that they will never turn over. Looking at Min Lanzhen's actions, the male student led by him was a little unhappy, but he couldn't say anything, you must know that this is someone's territory after all, so he can only raise his voice again. After a pause, he said: "In order to turn the world upside down again, we have decided to stay here for a long time, and we will never withdraw our troops if we do not achieve our goal!"

What, you are going to be stationed here for a long time? Hearing this, Min Lanzhen and Jiang Yizhen were dumbfounded. But before they could come to their senses, the group went into action. They not only put up notices, erected beds, and occupied all the houses in the neighborhood committee except for Min Lanzhen's office, but also made a series of unexpected decisions, first announcing that Zhou Bajin, Qin Deli, Wei Wuliu, and others were the basic masses with shortcomings, and ended their studies, and then Meng Huanren, who was sent from other places, Li Xiaobai and others were imprisoned in a temporary detention center set up by themselves, and ordered them to explain their problems, and even Dong Youwei, who had not long been amnestied, had to report to duty every day; in the end, they even announced to Min Lanzhen and Jiang Yizhen that they could only "stand aside," and in addition to seriously reviewing the "serious mistakes" they had made, they had to continue to do the work they should have done to make up for their mistakes.

The news quickly spread throughout Yahou Street.

In the face of this sudden change, the vast majority of the residents of Yahou Street could not understand it: Why did these □□□ from the provincial towns do this? Of course, there were also those who were extremely happy, that is, Zhou, Qin, Wei, and others. Overnight, they went from marginalized people to basic people, and they felt like they had a dream that they had never had before, and they were needless to say very proud. Therefore, when they came out of the study class, they were all proud. Especially Zhou Bajin, he squinted at Min Lanzhen and Jiang Yizhen who were standing on the steps with his cross-eyed eyes, his eyes were full of pride and provocation.

"Director, what do you mean by this?" Seeing the behavior of Zhou, Qin, Wei, and others, Jiang Yizhen was greatly frustrated and became very angry: "Zhou Bajin, Qin Deli, and Wei Wuliu are some kind of 'basic people'? Just because they are poor, and the household registration book says that they are from the 'urban poor'? Ask the old neighbors here, who doesn't know that their ancestors are all big families, but because of prostitution and gambling, they lost all their family property three years before liberation, and they picked up a good ingredient?"

Listening to Jiang Yizhen's complaints, Min Lanzhen felt the same way. Although she only moved to Yahou Street in the late 50s, she is very familiar with the situation here because she works with the residents.

"That's it, but they often steal chickens and dogs, peek at women taking baths and going to the toilet, if they are all dependent objects, then is this country okay?" Jiang Yizhen became more and more angry the more he spoke, and even a little ignored.

"I said Yizhen, you calm down. "Min Lanzhen is the director of the neighborhood committee who eats the emperor's grain, and she is calmer than the resident team leader who only gets the compensation for lost work. She squinted her eyes, looked at the backs of Zhou, Qin, Wei, and others in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Since the beginning, there have been few things that cannot be explained? What kind of people are rebelling, and many old cadres have been beaten as capitalist roaders, not to mention our small Yahou Street Neighborhood Committee. ”

"Then let this group of guys continue to mess around like this?" Jiang Yizhen glanced at the office of the neighborhood committee that was □□ labeled with the words "Provincial Capital □□ Liaison Station in Yahou Street", and was not convinced.

"What then? I can only watch first. Although Min Lanzhen, like Jiang Yizhen, couldn't see the situation in front of her, she was helpless.

But Min Lanzhen didn't expect that what she saw next was not a situation that had improved somewhat, but more situations that they and most of the residents of Yahou Street could not understand and accept. This gang of men from the provincial capital not only interrogated Meng Huanren, Li Xiaobai and others every day, ordered them to confess their crimes, but also dragged them to the streets from time to time. Every night, the small dark room where Meng, Li, and others were held often heard wailing and begging for mercy from their beatings. The blue brick walls on both sides of the alleyway were first painted with slogans and slogans, and then they engaged in a "red ocean", and painted all kinds of propaganda posters with red paint on the outer walls of each house. Every 4 p.m., a song is played on the newly erected radio, urging all residents to dance the "Zhongzi Dance" in the alley, even the black and limping Ju Banxian in front of him.

Looking at the scene in front of them, not only Min Lanzhen and Jiang Yizhen, but also the residents of Yahou Street who could think about some problems felt that it was difficult to adapt and understand. In particular, Hao Zhiguo, a neurasthenic patient who graduated from the Department of History of Sun Yat-sen University, was even more dumbfounded. But due to the severity of the situation, he didn't dare to express it word by word, so he could only hide his thoughts deep in his heart. Before thinking about it, because he said a few inappropriate words, he was remembered by some colleagues who had always been jealous of his talent, and as soon as the movement began, he immediately reported and exposed it to the task force, so that he almost couldn't escape the fate of rectification. It's not the director who loves talent, and signaled him to take leave to go home to recuperate on the grounds of neurasthenia, but I really don't know what the end will be. However, in the face of the increasingly chaotic situation in front of him, he couldn't let go of it in his heart, so he had to take advantage of the time when no one was there every morning to go out for a stroll alone. He found that the Yahou Street in front of him was no longer a quiet and livable place with gentle people's customs, but a place where all living beings attacked each other, but few of the residents here realized that this was an unprecedented disaster for them and for the world on which they lived.

In the evening, at the entrance of the alley leading to the Pingchang of the neighborhood committee, Hao Zhiguo, a cultural relics expert standing alone, was in a daze. Although he knew that such a self-proclaimed position was immodest and even a little arrogant, he still thought that at least in the Yahou Street this place was worthy of it. It's just that he didn't expect that in this neighborhood, there are still people who feel the same way as him, and they are much younger than him, that is, Cen Xinrui, a sixteen-year-old young man who is a third-year junior high school student, but this young junior who has a faint fur on his mouth is not as deep as he thought.

On the fourth day after returning to Yahou Street from Lichuan No. 1 Middle School, Cen Xinrui went to the printing factory to work as a typesetter. This gives him some spiritual sustenance, but it doesn't mean that he can be calm in the face of changes in the neighborhood. Since the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, he has not been in a relaxed mood, worrying not only about his father and family, but also about his neighbors and Yahou Street. He loves his parents and loved Yahou Street, where he grew up. There are familiar lanes of different widths and narrows, and there are many large and small courtyards that line the sides of these lanes. These courtyards are lined up one after another, connecting with each other, all of them are blue brick walls, ashlar paving, many yards have shadow walls, and there are not big or small pools built in the center of the courtyard, and around the pool, various plants such as ginkgo, bauhinia, climbing vine, moon red, crape myrtle, plantain and so on are planted. They are so generous, neat, crisp and pleasant, but there is nothing unsatisfactory to anyone who has been here. The children here love to read, and some have a lot of books in their homes. Every winter and summer vacation, after finishing their homework, the friends will take their favorite books and go to a spacious and tidy compound to exchange and share with each other. Although Cen Xinrui's family does not have many books, he can borrow them through his father at the county library not far from here. He could see that Director Su in the library had a good relationship with his father, and every time his father took him there, he would always greet him with a smile, and sometimes recommend the newly purchased books in the library to him. What's more, there are good neighbors such as Jiang's mother, Aunt Ma, Vice Chairman Shang, and Hao's mother living here, even if Ma Ping likes to worry about himself, his mother Wu Wangxia is not welcome, but his father is very kind, and often smiles and says to himself, Ma Ping is spoiled by his mother, his heart is too high, don't be like him, the two of them are enlightened together, enter a middle school together, be a good friend, and make progress together. It's good now, everything is messed up. Not only will people with a little bit of culture be impacted, but you will guard against me and I will guard against you in the neighborhood, for fear that if you accidentally say the wrong thing, you will be reported and exposed by the other party, so that each other will no longer have the harmony, harmony and harmony of the past!

Cen Xinrui wanted to figure out what was going on in the changes in Yahou Street, but he couldn't figure out the truth for a while, and he vaguely felt that there was a force that didn't want him to figure out this truth. In no other way, he could only flee to the printing house and treat him with an attitude of turning a blind eye, just as he could not face the changes in the school and hide in the back streets. But he didn't expect that for anyone, many things in the world could not be avoided. You don't want to know, or even hate it, but they will still appeal to your hearing and hearing in various ways to provoke your troubles. No, as soon as he went out this morning, he met Jiang Yizhen.

"Xinrui, go to work?" Jiang Yizhen greeted cordially.

"Yes. Seeing that it was Jiang's mother, Cen Xinrui stopped respectfully.

"You're still used to it in the printing house, aren't you?"

"Habit. ”

"Just get used to it. Jiang Pian nodded, and then asked, "Is Mom at home?"

"Yes, is there something wrong?" Zheng Wenshu heard it in the house, and walked out without waiting for Xinrui to answer.

"There's nothing wrong with me, I just want to talk to you. Jiang Yizhen tried to calm herself down.

"Something must be wrong with you. Looking at Jiang Yizhen's disguised expression, Zheng Wenshu said.

Sure enough, as soon as Zheng Wenshu asked, Jiang Yizhen couldn't help it, and looked at Xinrui walking away in the direction of the printing house, pouring beans into a bamboo tube, and crackling and saying-

Last night, Jiang Yizhen came home late because of something, and when she walked to the edge of Tian Xingju's house, she found a person lying on the windowsill of Tian's house peeking in. Unable to reach the windowsill, the man had several bricks under his feet.

Isn't this Xingju's room? Jiang Yizhen immediately realized that someone was peeping. The thought of this made her feel disgusted and angry. She decided to arrest him, and tiptoed over.

The peeper standing on the brick was too engrossed to notice that there was a yellow finch behind the cicada mantis, so he stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and peeked greedily into the window. Maybe it was because he was on tiptoe for too long, a little tired, and he wanted to change his position, so he moved his feet, but he didn't stand firmly, and he fell down.

"Who?" it was night, and in the alleyway, the slightest noise would attract attention. The occupants of the room immediately screamed.

The voyeur who fell to the ground got up in embarrassment, almost colliding with Jiang Yizhen, who came to capture him.

"Zhou Bajin, why are you again!" Seeing the other party's obscene face, Jiang Yizhen couldn't hold back anymore and roared angrily.

"What's wrong with me?" Hearing Jiang Yizhen's roar, Zhou Bajin became timid. He turned around and ran, and he excused himself stupidly.

"What's the matter, do you still want me to talk about the ugly things you did?" Jiang Yizhen angrily went to catch him, but he didn't catch him and let him slip away.

Hearing the movement outside, Tian Xingju's father and stepmother rushed out. With the help of the faint moonlight, seeing the bricks scattered on the ground in front of the windowsill, the couple understood.

"This dog's day is eight pounds, see if I don't pick out your dog's eyeballs tomorrow as a fish bubble!" Although Xingju's father is usually dissatisfied with his daughter, he can't tolerate anyone who wants to take advantage of her, so he is very angry.

"Can you gouge out his eyes? Xingju Houniang said coldly.

"You-" Hearing her say this, Xingju's father was very dissatisfied, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I think it's better to find a way to marry your precious daughter as soon as possible, otherwise, you will always have no peace. ”

"Why do you talk like that?" Hearing this, Jiang Yizhen couldn't hold back anymore, "Is this Xingju's fault?"

Xingju's stepmother knew that her words were unreasonable, so she was not angry. At this moment, a suppressed cry was heard from inside the house.

Jiang Yizhen heard the cry, glared at Xingju's stepmother fiercely, and hurriedly walked into the room.

Sure enough, it was Xingju. At this moment, although she was already dressed, the long wet hair and the unfinished bath in the room showed that she was bathing indoors just now.

Seeing Xingju's embarrassed and indignant appearance, Jiang Yizhen's sympathy spontaneously emerged. She regretted this girl very much: her father doesn't hurt, her stepmother is squeezed, and her boyfriend is sentenced to prison although he is talented and talented, but some ruffians in the back street have been staring at her, always trying to take advantage of her.

"It's good that the bad guy didn't see anything of you. Jiang Yizhen walked into the window and observed. She found that the flower paper on the window was still in good shape.

"But it doesn't work like this all the time. Xing Ju's father, who came in with him, sighed.

"Don't worry, I'll tell Director Min when I turn around that you must deal with Zhou Bajin, a hooligan. Jiang Yizhen gently stroked Tian Xingju's shoulders and promised, "If he does this again, he will be sent to the police station." ”

"Just you?" Xing Ju Houniang, who was standing by the door, pouted, "Who doesn't know that those college students from the provincial capital are in charge now." ”

"You!" Hearing this, Jiang Yizhen was very annoyed, but she couldn't refute it all of a sudden. Because what this bloated mother-in-law said was the truth, the current Yahou Street is no longer what it used to be, not only her, but also Director Min, who was the most authoritative in the past, is no longer able to speak, and there is no one in the entire Yahou Street who can suppress Zhou Bajin, Qin Deli, and Wei Wuliu.

……

"Tell me, isn't this upside down? If you want to let this gang continue to do it without knowing the sky, will there still be a peaceful day in this Yahou Street?" Facing his friend, Jiang Yizhen was still angry when he talked about what happened last night. After Zhou Bajin peeping at Xingju's bath, she and Director Min went to find the gang of people stationed in Yahou Street, but what did the latter say? "This is just a matter of life, don't let it interfere with the general direction of the revolution", what "No matter how many problems Zhou Bajin has, it is also the revolutionary masses, but Tian Xingju insists on mixing with the prisoners of labor reform, and has long lost his class position."

Listening to Jiang Yizhen's crackling narration and looking at his face with changing expressions, Zheng Wenshu didn't know what to say for a while. She knew that since being announced to "stand aside" by those people, her friend's heart has never been at peace. Ben is also, has been serving the neighbors diligently, but inexplicably it was declared that he had "made a mistake in the route", which made everyone feel wronged and would not be able to stand it, not to mention facing the ridicule and provocation of ruffians such as Zhou, Qin, and Wei. But how can I make my friends feel better? I really don't have the ability to do that. Because it is impossible for him to return the order of Yahou Street to before the Cultural Revolution, and as long as he can't go back to before, Jiang Yizhen's mood will not be better. Therefore, all he can do is listen to her pour out silently.

How Zheng Wenshu will look at her emotions is a question that Jiang Yizhen does not need to think about. She knows that the other party will listen carefully and understand what she says. She felt that only by saying it to her friends would she be able to relieve a little irritability. In her opinion, it is not a big deal to stand aside and not do the leader of the residents' group, what really makes her feel aggrieved is that she is obviously doing the right thing, but those people want to say that they are wrong, isn't this deliberately slandering people? They all have to be like Zhou Bajin and them, is this Yahou Street still Yahou Street? This gang of dolls who ran out of nowhere kept saying that Yahou Street was "more than five", and in her opinion, they were the ones who demolished and filth, and they didn't do any good things after coming here. Director Min repeatedly told her to be patient with the humiliation they inflicted, which is certainly reasonable, but she can't bear it. Like the patriarch Jiang Lixiong, who had been lying in the cemetery of the famous mountain in the provincial capital more than half a century ago, she had never been a fearful master, so she still went from house to house and said whatever she wanted.

"It's hot, drink some water. After watching Jiang Yizhen vent, her spirit seemed to be relaxed, and Zheng Wenshu handed the tea that had been brewed a long time ago to her.

Jiang Yizhen took the tea and drank it all. But for her, it was easy for a moment, and soon, the troubles came again, but this time the topic was not Zhou Bajin, but her niece Chu Lan, who had taken care of her for seven or eight years-

"You say, why is this girl Lanzi so obsessed with the Cultural Revolution? If you just follow everyone, you have to go to Chairman Shang and Li Xiaobai's house to raid their homes, which makes many neighbors look at her very unpleasantly, and even I don't want to see her, saying that I didn't take care of her well. ”

"What do you care? Lanzi is not Lingling after all, if she cares too much, some people will gossip. Also, Lanzi is also older and has his own ideas. Zheng Wenshu understood her friend very well, paused, and said: "It's not easy for dolls now, there is a call on it, they don't do this, they can't keep up with the situation, and it will affect their progress." ”

"But your newcomer is not like this, not only does he not participate in any organization, but he also works part-time to help the family, which is worry-free. Jiang Yizhen could not agree with Zheng Wenshu's opinion.

"He's always done his duty," Zheng Wenshu explained, "Besides, you know, as far as our family's political conditions are concerned, he just wants to participate, and no one else wants it." ”

"Yes. Jiang Yizhen admitted that Zheng Wenshu had a point, but no matter what the other party said, it was still difficult for her to calm down, "But if you want them to do it, you can't be so positive." After a pause, he said: "I told Lingling about these truths, although she didn't completely agree, she could still listen to some of them, but she couldn't do it with Lanzi, I persuaded her many times, but she just didn't listen, and said behind my back that I couldn't stand on a stable class position, couldn't keep up with the strategic deployment, and was angry!"

"Those things are over, don't take it too seriously, and then say-" Zheng Wenshu pondered the words: "Lingling and Lanzi are outside now, and they are not at home for a while, and the people in Yahou Street have forgotten about it." ”

"It's good that you don't mention it, but I'm even more worried when you mention it. Jiang Yizhen frowned when she heard this.

"With so many people going all the way, there should be no problem. Jung Wen-sook comforted her.

"That's what I said, but who knows what the situation is?" Jiang Yizhen looked out of the door and said with a heavy heart, "We didn't go out, I really don't know if it's like the newspaper says, you don't need money for meals and cars, even so, what if you have a headache and brain fever?"

"That's too. Hearing Jiang Yizhen say this, Zheng Wenshu felt that her worries were indeed justified.

"You don't know, Lingling is okay, Lanzi has dysmenorrhea, and she is very uncomfortable, and she depends on me to take care of her at home, who will take care of her when she goes out. Jiang Yizhen continued to nag. It can be seen that the pressure on her heart is very high.

Hearing this, Zheng Wenshu was very moved. It is said that Chu Lan is only Jiang Yizhen's niece, but the latter treats this child as his own, and usually buys anything for Jia Ling, he gives Chu Lan the same share, and the people in Yahou Street say that this Chu Lan doesn't know which life has cultivated the blessing, and her aunt treats her better than her dead mother. However, she knew that for Jiang Yizhen, her persuasion was useless, and if Jia Ling and Chu Lan didn't come back, this burden would not be unloaded no matter what.

"Forget it, it's time to go back. After venting, Jiang Yizhen was also tired. She patted her buttocks, got up from the chair she was sitting on, and decided to go home and cook for her long-ailing wife.

"Good to go. Zheng Wenshu then stood up and sent her friend to the door of her courtyard. It's just that although he watched the other party walk away in his eyes, he couldn't calm down in his heart. She didn't expect Jiang Yizhen to have something to worry about. In her opinion, Jiang has a good background and is a party member, and he has always relied on the object, but as soon as the situation changed, he was actually angry, on the other hand, Zhou Bajin and these little gangsters have never been treated well, but now they are angry, isn't this upside down? Xinrui will not cause trouble like Jia Ling, but this does not mean that he will not be in trouble. If nothing else, his father's situation alone is very likely to affect him. It's really not easy for Lao Cen to say it, this time with such a big formation, can he still leak him? Although he is a responsible person, some people are not happy and always want to trouble him. Sometimes it comes to the point where there is no excuse for the sin that you want to add. In the face of such a situation, even if there are a hundred mouths on the body, it is impossible to argue. The only hope is that the campaign will end soon. Judging from the current situation, it seems that there will be no end for a while.

Alas-

Thinking of this, Zheng Wenshu sighed heavily. She knows that in the face of social changes, she and her husband are powerless, so she just hopes that the policy is not too extreme, and she can let her family live in peace.