The old bachelor Zhao Dashan and Zhao Liuyou are the masters of the same clan, people call him the old single, in fact, his age is not old, but the bachelor has been fighting for too long, and people call him the old bachelor according to the age of his single. The old bachelor is only a few years older than Zhao Liuyou, and he is also a person in his fifties and in his sixties. Although he is a few years older than Zhao Liuyou, when it comes to seniority, he wants to call Zhao Liuyou's grandfather. In terms of generation, Zhao Liuyou is older than him, but in the prestige of people's hearts, Zhao Liuyou is a little worse than him. It's just that Zhao Liuyou has more money in his hands in recent years, so people are paying more attention to Zhao Liuyou. Although Zhao Liuyou has a round belly and a thick waist in recent years, he still doesn't see the old bachelor Zhao Dashan as an outsider, and every New Year's Day, he always has to call Zhao Dashan to their house. But the old bachelor Zhao Dashan has a stubborn temper, he doesn't go out of the small door, he sleeps in the bed alone for the holidays, and others put a firecracker or something, he ignores this set. This is true for major sections, and the same is true for minor sections. The year before last, in time for the New Year's season, Zhao Liuyou came to greet him again after completing the New Year's goods, pushed open the door and entered his house, which was as deserted as ever. Zhao Liuyou knew that he was pulling Dajue again, so he walked straight to his bed and tore open his dirty and heavy quilt, where was he pulling Dajue, he was obviously crying under the quilt. When Zhao Liuyou saw him like this, his heart was sore and painful, this person who was so dirty that he was in the armpits, he was alone in and out, and there was no one to take care of him who had a cold and a headache, so could he not shed tears? After that, no matter what festival it was, Zhao Liuyou simply called the whole family to his old bachelor Zhao Dashan. The old bachelor saw that this was not suitable, and he couldn't shirk it, so he happily passed the festival with Zhao Liuyou's family. Although his old bachelor's face was happy, his heart was more uncomfortable than before. Zhao Liuyou has all his children and grandchildren, and the family is really happy when they are together, and he is following them silly. When Zhao Liuyou and their family went, they were still a lone pole, who would they go with?

Among Zhao Dashan's stubble, although Zhao Dashan is not as old as Zhang Lao Donkey, he is definitely more convincing than Zhang Lao Donkey, although he does not want Zhang Lao Donkey to have a family and a yard, but his character is better than Zhang Lao Donkey. Not only Zhao Dashan's character convinces the old and young masters in the village, but among Zhao Dashan, few of them can read a few words like his father who has read private school for a few years in his childhood, and can also memorize some ancient poems and tell some ancient things. After his father died, he only borrowed the "Kangxi Dictionary" with missing pages and few sheets in his hand, and stumbled to read "Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin", and "Journey to the West". With these, he can already be regarded as a "senior intellectual" among the stubble people in this village. "High-level intellectuals" have the principle of high-level intellectuals, speak in a reasonable manner, and will not bother with others. Whoever in the village quarreled with whom, he always liked to meddle with him, not partially, and persuaded people with reason, which made him win a high prestige among the old and young masters. He is a "high-level intellectual", and if anyone asks him to write a letter or contract, he will respond to his requests and never take a stand. Although his letters or contracts were often written incorrectly, the old and young men still looked for him. It's such a mistake, and the other people in the village don't have the ability to do it. Coupled with the movement in those years, he, a "high-level intellectual", became even more vigorous in this stockade. The slogans and slogans in this village are all written by Zhao Dashan, although his handwriting is hard and pouting like a bald donkey without a tail, but there is finally such a thing, and he can cope with those sports. However, an all-rounder like him, who is full of strength and "can write and martial arts", actually beat a singleton, and I am afraid that even ignorant children will not believe it when he says it. Actually, don't look at Zhao Dashan at this time, he seems to have lost his soul all day long, but he has also had a stormy past, a love that is like a fire, and a warm and warm home. Now that he has fallen to this point, it is to blame that he is an all-rounder who can "write and martial arts".

In the "five or eight" year, he was catching up with Zhao Dashan's strong age, and his body was full of endless energy, and his heart was full of hot blood. Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, someone in the village suddenly said that there was a "big Yue in" above, saying that this "big Yue in" is not small, one step can circle the earth seven and a half times, it takes a step, Maxima has to chase for several years without stopping, the smoking plane behind the butt plus ten pairs of arms can not catch up, follow the "big Yue in", three steps and two steps can enter communism generously. Within a few days, someone from above really mobilized, and the person who came said that "Da Yue Jin" was even more evil - "Da Yue Jin, this is a good guy." The big strides are also big, one day can be equal to decades, and with the 'big yue', we can build socialism in a row. Three years to surpass the British, five years to get rid of the United States, and in another year and three months, we will enter communism. At that time, the chickens will give birth to their young, the donkeys will lay eggs, and people will not go hungry after three days. ”

Zhao Dashan listened to such a mobilization, the blood on his body boiled as if it was boiling, and his whole body felt like it was about to explode, and he was also looking forward to the fact that the guy "Da Yuejin" would come down one day sooner. After returning home, he immediately found a piece of paper, dipped his finger in the black soot on the door of the pot and set a rule for himself - "Work harder, sweat more, and strive for the donkey to lay eggs as soon as possible!" Not long after, "Da Yuejin" became popular, smashing the pot to make steel, and the old and young masters in the whole village roasted the big iron-making stove all day long and scorched, like a red taro that had been roasted. However, the legs of the guy in "Da Yuejin" were too long, and the legs of the old and young masters were too short, so that the old and young masters were so thin that they were snorting and panting, and finally failed to jump up. Then, there was a three-year man-made famine, and the leaders above were blushing their necks and blushing their faces, and one acre of land could harvest tens of thousands of catties of grain, but the result was that the grain produced was not enough to be levied above, and the old and young masters in the village gnawed the bark and ate wild vegetables, and even heard that there were people eating people in the villages outside. He saw that the old and young masters in the village starved to death a lot, and the living ones didn't even have enough strength to fart, so he was heartbroken, and stole grain from the granary in the middle of the night to deliver it from house to house, and finally came out of the granary, and let the guy standing guard stop and cut a shovel, and almost died. As a result of the incident, the family's food rations were cancelled, and not long after, his mother and sister starved to death. Immediately after that, the "four qing" came, and the whole village was full of honest croppers, where were there any "four types of elements", but a few were still found out in the village. He couldn't figure out what was going on, he always felt that it was not a way to toss like this again, and the resentment and blood in his heart began to surge up again, and he immediately found his broken pen, and imitated the four-character sentence of "Chai Sangkou Wolong Hanging Filial Piety" in "Three Kingdoms" on a crumpled manuscript paper picked up with a sigh:

Feeling "big yue"

Steelmaking and steelmaking are just panicking. Drop the pot today, smash the box tomorrow. The steel is made into a block, and it is useless. Throw away the north depression, deserted

to the South Field. Adults are thin, and children cry for their mothers. Eating bran swallowed vegetables is difficult to deceive the hungry. Trembling and trembling, you have to go to work. Three years

Chaoying, five years of throwing off the United States, to put it magnificently, think about it ridiculous. Even if you make a leap forward, you have to eat food. I didn't eat for a day, and I was hungry

Panic, don't use it for ten days, it's hard to see your father. Woohoo Daddy, well-off in the year of the donkey?

I felt a three-year famine

Woohoo guys, life shouldn't be long. Today I think of it, only because of the famine. The disaster is desolate, and people's hearts are difficult to prevent. Fat individual, thin

Daddy. The dead are dead, and the living are busy. You're dead or alive, it's almost the same. Who's going crazy?

Taiping, single chicken cage. If you go on like this for a long time, you will be counted as a bear if you are alive? The legs are like hemp rods, and the hands are like withered

Rattan. After eating wild vegetables, my whole body was swollen. When will there be a stove and eat easily?

Feeling "Four Qing"

Four qing, four qing, above the rectification. All the time comes and goes, people die and people go crazy. What is a dictatorship is death. There is no distinction between blue and red, even if it is red

Branches with roots. Zhang Wang Li Zhao, magpie bird frightened bow. Be scared, it's rare to live in peace. Babbling, even frightened. Howl and howl

Crying, crying silently. It's unbearable, and it's hard to survive. Bad seeds, donkey bears. Injustice

Wrong, wrong, not clear. True or false, when will it be clarified?

After Zhao Dashan sighed like this, although he felt a little more relaxed, the dead wood-like figures of the old and young masters were still dangling in front of him. In an instant, the anger that had subsided a little bit gathered together again, surging up with his veins. He felt that his whole body was as hot as the fire, and the needles and needles were as uncomfortable, so that he could not stand, sit, or lie down. He lit a nest of dry cigarettes and smoked violently, but he still felt that it was not a good taste. No matter what, the events of the previous years are in his heart, and he can't forget it. He went back to the bed, leaned his back against the wall, and looked at the emotion on the mud table in front of the bed, and still felt in his heart that it would never work like this. If it goes on like this, it won't be a few years. The old and young masters in the village were all tossed. In this way, he was so stunned that he didn't know when he would sit there and pull up. He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he was suddenly shaken by a thunderous roar. It turned out that the comrades of the working group were carrying paper and pens and asked him to write some slogans, but who knew that on the night when he was expressing his feelings, his feelings gave the comrades of the working group a straight look, and they shouted that he Zhao Dashan was a counter-revolutionary hiding in the socialist camp, a wolf in sheep's clothing, and a fish that had slipped through the net. As a result, he, Zhao Dashan, became the object of dictatorship, and he was like a donkey in the grinding road, telling people to leave and stand up, and everything was up to others. One of the comrades above saw that Zhao Dashan was really good and had not behaved badly in the past, so he secretly guarded him and asked him to clean a few pits around the government every day. Whether it's dirty or tired, this finally saves people from pushing and shoving every day. However, he, Zhao Dashan, fell into the "Nest of Blessings" and didn't know how to enjoy the blessings, so he divided half of his rations every day and secretly gave them to the "old man faction" who was locked in a dark room all day. Later, the "old Zhi faction" hit the wall, and Zhao Dashan saw that no one asked about the corpse, and he felt very uncomfortable, thinking that this person didn't care about it, since the person died, he should take care of the aftermath. He bumped his burden and shouted "Report to the government" and pushed the door into the leader's office. He didn't expect that the leader was hugging the landlord's girl who came with him and making a fuss. He turned around and tried to exit the leader's office, but was stopped by the leader. The leader straightened his clothes, said that he Zhao Dashan had been transformed, and he could go back to his Wolong Village, and then wrote him a note of approval, which could be regarded as an amnesty for lifting the transformation. In this way, he was removed from the dictatorship.

As soon as Zhao Dashan returned to the village, several Red Guards wearing red armbands couldn't help but take him away again, saying that he had read "Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin", and "Journey to the West", and there must be retro thoughts and dynamics in his mind, and he needed to be transformed and re-educated. In this way, he was criticized as a "stinky old nine" again, and squatted in the cowshed stable for nearly a year, only because of a serious illness that seemed to be dying, it was a result. After returning to the village, no one dared to approach him Zhao Dashan again, and he was cured of his illness by himself according to some home remedies. After he recovered from his illness, he survived by himself in the village. Thinking about the past, looking at the present, and the future is also a useless thing, and there is really no point in living. He sighed again with four words, and went to throw water into the Sang River in the middle of the night. On the bank of the Sang River, he met a female intellectual, who also came to look for a short-term visit, and the two of them saved each other. Life is alive, it seems that he is destined to fall Zhao Dashan one after another. In the production team, he played his life around, and after the autumn, he not only couldn't take care of himself, but also owed the production team 100 yuan. The work of one person can support three people, but he can't support himself alone, and his heart is completely cold. Later, what production team was grouped and what land was contracted to households, but he didn't ask whether it was good or bad, he invited it, as long as he could make do with it.