The rush to harvest seeds is over, and the release dam has become a seedling field. Many swallows www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion are flying freely above the rice fields, bathed in the early morning sun.

And the portion of wheat was distributed to every household. The dam under the kudzu tree was empty, and only a flock of sparrows were still looking for the lost wheat grains in the dam.

The steel pipe bell on the Huangge tree has not been ringed for many days, and the farmers who have been busy for dozens of days can finally rest.

On this day, there was something unusual under the Huang Ge tree, and Huang Chunhua came here early in the morning with a few young people, busy pulling up a sign under the tree. A few words were written crookedly on it: "Liberation Brigade Critical Struggle Conference". Beneath the slogan are two square tables, in front of which are several high benches.

Huang Chunhua didn't call Mangwa, since she fought with Mangwa and quarreled, Mangwa has been avoiding her. Occasionally, I met the mangwa, like a mouse seeing a cat, and ran away with a calm face.

"Hahaha! You're afraid I'll eat you!" Chunhua looked at his back and smiled, and deliberately approached him without any trouble.

"Look. Mangwa is here!" Someone said to Huang Chunhua. She was reading her speech at the square table when she looked up at the road.

Mangwa pinched the cigarette stick in one hand, held a wooden stool in the other, and followed by Cuihua and the few educated youths.

"Chen Damang. You have to speak today!" Huang Chunhua shouted loudly to Mangwa.

Mangwa only stared at her, ignoring her at all, still talking to Cuihua, and the two looked very intimate.

Huang Chunhua was very angry when she saw it, but she had to endure it, and then ran to Mangwa in a few steps, pulled him to the square table and said, "You are speaking today!

"Who told you that I want to speak!" asked Mangwa angrily, and was about to turn away again. Huang Chunhua grabbed his hand and said, "This is the decision of the cadres of the brigade! Besides, today is the right time for you to show your political consciousness!"

"Ball Enlightenment!" Mangwa shook off her hand, snorted angrily and walked away.

Huang Chunhua was afraid of causing another quarrel, so she had to stare at him and get angry. In fact, this is her own meaning, she wants to pull the reckless baby and actively perform in such political activities. "Wait a minute, see how I clean you up!" she said angrily in her heart.

The captain of the old pimple walked into the dam with a cigarette stick in his mouth and his head bowed behind his back. Without glancing at the slogan hanging on the trunk of the tree, he went under the pole bell, took the hammer, rang the bell for a while, then put down the hammer, sat silently on the stone under the tree, and slowly rolled his leaf smoke.

Mangwa came over and said with a smile, "Uncle Gou." Your leaves smell so fragrant today, did you just buy them?" the old pimple glanced at him and ignored him. Mangwa snatched the tobacco he had just rolled from him and said, "Let me taste one." Then he sat down next to him, put the tobacco leaves into the brass cigarette mouth, lit it with a match, took a puff, and said, "Hey!

The people who heard the bell each held a small bench and walked towards the dam one after another. The old pimple stared at the cigarette pouch on the cigarette stick and asked, "Is the object decided?"

Mangwa's eyes looked at the men and women who walked into the venue, and gave a vague "um".

"You have to come up to the stage today and make a statement. The old pimple said again. He has always been very concerned about the growth of Mangwa, especially his ideological consciousness.

Mangwa turned her face to look at the wrinkled face of the old pimple and said, "You also said so, just now Chunhua asked me to speak on stage! I can't even speak. ”

Huang Chunhua walked over, gave a few manuscripts in her hand to Mangwa, and said, "This is your speech." I'll write it for you, I'll read it later!"

The reckless baby didn't even look at it, and stuffed it in her jacket pocket. Huang Chunhua saw the cadres in the village coming, so she ran to receive her and said, "Secretary Lai." Please sit here!" He turned to Captain Pimple and said, "Captain Gou." Why don't you come and sit next to Secretary Lai?"

The old pimple got up and walked over, smiled at Lai Xili, the village party secretary and captain, and handed him a leaf cigarette and said. "The fresh goods I just bought are Shifang cigarettes! ”

Secretary Lai took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, which was the "big front door" brand, and said, "I'm smoking this!" ”

It was surprisingly quiet on the dam for hundreds of people, and the women sat in a heap, just burying their heads in the soles of their shoes and doing needlework. In addition to smoking, the men quietly put up a "peasant array".

This is a very serious criticism meeting, and people's coughs have to be suppressed, for fear that they will accidentally cough up a word that will cause trouble to themselves.

The loudspeaker squeaked for a while before it finally came out with a hoarse sound. The criticism meeting began, and the old pimple pinned the cigarette stick to his waist and shouted majestically into the microphone, "Put the big landlord Chen Changhai and those bad elements on the stage!"

Huang Chunhua stood in front of the rostrum, raising her fist and shouting slogans. "Down with the landlord class! Don't forget ......!" she took the lead in shouting slogans every time she held a meeting. People shouted slogans after her, but not so loudly.

At the sound of the slogan, the door of the storage room next to the dam opened. Several militiamen armed with guns escorted seven or eight "Black Five" elements who had already been detained inside into the venue.

There is a small landlord among the bad elements today, and people do not know that the small landlord will also be criticized, so they talk about it in a low voice.

That day, the little landlord urinated on a sign on the wall, and it happened that Huang Chunhua saw it again, so he reported the situation to Lai Xili, the village party secretary. He said that he was dissatisfied with socialism, so he was included in the target of criticism along with his old landlord's father, Chen Changhai.

The little landlord and his unlucky father, as well as several other black five elements (earth, rich, anti, bad, and right), were pushed onto the high benches in front of the stage and stood, all with their heads bowed and a sign on their chests with their respective ingredients and names written on them.

Huang Chunhua shouted a slogan for a while, and she was so tired that beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, so she had to stop. The captain of the old pimple took a few puffs of his cigarette and said, "Now, please Secretary Lai give instructions to everyone!"

The sun's rays shone on the dam, and people braved the scorching sun to listen to the speech of Lai Xili, the village party secretary.

Mangwa was sitting in a pile of old men, helping the old man Wang wrap his leaves and smoke. He didn't hear what the village party secretary said at all, and he still thought about which woman gave him the cigarette pouch. "Hehe! Chunhua has taken the stage to speak!" Wang Laohan whispered beside him, "Mangwazi." Are you going to speak on stage today?"

". "Smoke wrapped in leaves, "Talk nonsense!" he said, shaking his head. "Don't talk nonsense. Wang Laohan lowered his voice and said, "Let that female evil star hear it, and I will detain you with a black hat!"

An old man next to him had a cigarette stick in his mouth, and he also whispered, "Alas! These days! Be careful when you speak, you see how pitiful that little landlord is! Isn't he just urinating? Why is it a black five category!

Mangwa was still silently wrapped in leaf cigarettes, and when she heard the muttering of the two old men, she was also indignant and uncomfortable. He raised his eyes and glanced at the Chunhua girl, who was reading the speech in high spirits, and she was pointing to the face of the small landlord and asking, "Tell me honestly, are you dissatisfied with socialism? Do you want to restore capitalism?"

The little landlord's body was trembling, his face was dripping with sweat, and he was speechless. Huang Chunhua's speech just now was aimed at this small landlord.

"Huang Chunhua. When did you see the pee in his nest?" asked Mangwa loudly, standing up. His voice was so loud that everyone looked back at him in shock, followed by a hahaha laugh.

A few naughty intellectuals also chimed in and asked Huang Chunhua, "That's it, I must have seen that little cock in my crotch!"

Laughter erupted in the room. Even the old men around Mangwa laughed and dropped the cigarette stick on his mouth to the ground. The serious venue was suddenly disturbed by Mangwa's words. The village officials looked at the audience angrily, but they didn't know what to do.

Huang Chunhua had already turned her black face into a red face with shame. She glared at Mangwa angrily, then picked up the microphone and shouted: "Please be quiet! This is a new trend in the class struggle! We, the poor middle peasants, will never allow the landlord class to be restored!"

Then she raised her fist and shouted slogans, but only the village officials shouted after her. The others were still laughing and chattering.

"Now, please Chen Damang come to the stage to speak!" Huang Chunhua finally said. She thought angrily, "Look at what you're doing down there!"

People didn't know that Mangwa was going to speak today, so they all stared at him curiously. But the mangwa didn't seem to hear it, and she was still complacent about her performance just now among the old men!

"Mangwa. Call you to speak!" Wang Laohan reminded Mangwa. "! I don't want to say anything!" said Mangwa. He was loading the leaf cigarette on the copper-beaked cigarette stick, and the embroidered cigarette pouch was swinging in front of his eyes.

Huang Chunhua saw him sitting still, so she ran to him, and wanted to explode the resentment in her heart on him, but when she saw the cigarette pouch, she endured it and said, "Call you to speak! Everyone is looking at you." Just read it along!"

Mangwa glared at her and twisted her face away. The old pimple also shouted at him on stage, "Mangwa." Hurry up and come to the stage! Don't delay the criticism meeting!" Many people wanted to hear Mangwa's speech, and they were also loudly encouraging him. But Mangwa still sat still.

Huang Chunhua got angry, pulled Mangwa's collar, pulled him to the front of the stage, and shouted into the microphone that was screaming, "Continue to speak at the Critical Struggle Conference." Now let Comrade Chen Damang speak! The others are ready!"

She handed the microphone to Mangwa, then turned around and walked to the old pimple to sit down, her heart was like eating a bowl of chili, and she opened her mouth and panted for breath.

The venue was surprisingly quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the mangwa standing on the stage, wanting to hear what he had to say. Mangwa was a little nervous, but she kept smoking leaf cigarettes, not knowing where to start.

"Reckless. Speak!" shouted a few intellectuals in front of the dam. "Hurry up and take out the speech and read it!" Huang Chunhua whispered next to him. Mangwa ignored her, "Once upon a time!" he finally spoke.

After only saying three words, Mangwa smoked the leaf cigarette again, he was learning from the old pimple captain's speech. "My dead dad has been working in the house of the big landlord Chen Changhai for many years," he was saying, and the male intellectual, the fat boy, asked, "Brother Mangwa." What do you mean by long years?"

Mangwa actually didn't know what "long years" was, that's what his father said back then, and he couldn't answer when he touched the head of the man wearing a military hat. Huang Chunhua got up, picked up the microphone and said, "Long-term is long-term, long-term work." It's to work in the landlord's house for a long time!"

"Oh-!" Fat Dun and the educated youth around him all shouted in a dragging voice.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's it. My dead dad seems to have said the same thing!" Mangwa continued, "My dad said that he was at Uncle Chen's house, mainly for his ......"

Huang Chunhua interrupted his speech again and said, "Do you pay attention to the name, he is a landlord!" According to the seniority, Mangwa should be called Uncle Chen Changhai. This is what his mother whispered to him, "My cousin, oh. No, my dad fed the pigs at the house of the landlord Chen, hehehe! Over the years, my dad fed a lot of big fat pigs. ”

Mangwa didn't seem to be criticizing the speech, but like she was putting up a "dragon gate array" for everyone: "My father said that every year during the wax moon, he would kill more than a dozen fat pigs for the Chen family, hehe! Then, he smoked those fat and slippery meat with cypress trees for a few days to make yellow bacon. Hehe! It's a whole room! It's going to take a year!"

The venue of hundreds of people was quiet, and people's minds were brought to the society of the past by Mangwa's speech. Even the village officials lowered their heads and fell into deep thought. Only one person was very nervous, she was worried about whether Mangwa would leak her mouth and cause some trouble. She is Mangwa's mother, Sister-in-law Chen, and since her son came to the stage, she has been sweating in her heart.

Mangwa saw that everyone was listening to him quietly, and she came to her senses. "My father said," he said, smacking a leaf cigarette and then saying, "Once upon a time, when the Chinese New Year was celebrated at the house of the great landowner, it was all about the New Year! It was the house of the big landlord Chen Changhai in the past, and now it is the office of the village cadres, as well as the house of the captain of the old pimple.

"My father said that there are dozens of square tables in the courtyard, and everyone who is doing work in the Chen family, as well as the relatives and friends of the Chen family, he will call to go to Tuan Nian! Hehe! There are 'nine bucket bowls' on the table! Chicken, duck and fish! There are also a few big hazelnuts and dry rice!

Huang Chunhua next to her was also worried about Mangwa, and when she saw that he was talking farther and farther, she reminded him in a low voice, "Da Mang." Don't go too far!

Mangwa ignored her and continued, "My father also said that anyone who works long hours in the house of the landlord of Chen has to make a tooth sacrifice once a week! What is the name of 'unit'? It is ......."

When people heard this, many people drooled from their mouths. Mangwa also swallowed a mouthful of salivation, "Alas!" he sighed and said, "When my father died that year, he didn't want to drink a bowl of broth! ”

Many people know that Mangwa's father died in the "three-year difficult period", not to mention the broth in those years, even a bowl of rice soup was not easy to get! Even now, meat is also a luxury. Most families can only taste the taste of meat once during the New Year's holidays, and it is good to be able to fill their stomachs on a regular basis.

Mangwa's eyes appeared in front of his father's death, and his heart was uncomfortable, and tears rolled in his handsome eyes. He didn't want to speak anymore, so he smoked a leaf cigarette and walked under the yellow kudzu tree.

The venue was still quiet, and people seemed to be reminiscing about the story told by Mangwa, and thinking about the difficult life in front of them.

Several village officials on the stage glanced at each other, and they didn't know whether the criticism meeting should continue or not. They were also a little puzzled by Mangwa's speech, which did not look like she was exposing the exploitation crimes of the landlords, nor was she "reminiscing about the bittersweet memories". Even Huang Chunhua, who loves to take the lead in shouting slogans, doesn't know what slogans to shout.

The people in the dam were silent, and only the scorching sun was baking everyone's hearts. The sparrows and other birds could not withstand the sun and hid in the woods on Ao Mountain.

But what happened next surprised Mangwa and the others.