"I'm going to expose the crime that Chen Damang just spoke!" a man's roar rang out in the crowd. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Everyone's eyes were on him, it was accountant Huang Chunxiang, he held one hand high, and there was an inscrutable anger on his face. In fact, he had been watching Mangwa's speech just now, and wanted to find a few inappropriate words from Mangwa's words to retaliate against him.

"Oh! What do you have to say on stage?" Village Chief Lai Xili said.

Huang Chunxiang walked to the stage, picked up the whining microphone, and said in a lofty voice, "Secretary Lai." Ladies and gentlemen. Poor middle peasants. You have just listened to Chen Damang's speech! You must have heard it too! He is exonerating the landlord elements from their crimes! Yes, he is slandering our new society!"

The venue of hundreds of people was shocked by his words and opened their mouths wide, and they were all sweating for Mangwa, only those people in the Huang family were happy in their hearts, and they also wanted to fix the Mangwa who didn't know the height of the sky.

Aunt Jin was also very nervous, she glanced at everyone's faces and understood that Accountant Huang wanted to take revenge on Mangwa. She hesitated for a while, but finally mustered up the courage to say, "Hey, Accountant Huang, don't button your hat indiscriminately!"

The captain of the old pimple next to him has been silent, and Mangwa's speech has caused him to recall the past and think about the present. Hearing that Huang Chunxiang had buttoned such a big hat to Mangwa, his heart trembled with shock. In those years, the hat of "current counter-revolution" was even more serious than the hat of "Black Five", and if you don't get it right, you will go to prison or even be shot!

Lai Xili, the village party secretary, was also a little surprised, and when he heard Aunt Jin's words, he said behind Huang Chunxiang, "Old Huang." Be specific!"

"Oh. I will come up with evidence to expose his Chen Damang's ideological and reactionary crimes," Huang Chunxiang said, "in the old society! Chen Changhai, a landlord, occupies a large amount of land here. He lives in a big tiled house and eats chicken, duck and fish. But what about our poor middle peasants, who live in thatched houses with earthen walls and eat wild vegetables and rice bran! However, he Chen Damang said that the landlords eat dried rice for the long-term workers and make a tooth sacrifice once a week.

Huang Chunxiang's words hit people's hearts like a hammer, everyone was silent, the old men forgot to smoke leaves, and the women forgot to do needlework. They all know in their hearts that the reckless baby is going to suffer!

"Before liberation!" Huang Chunxiang saw that his speech had played a role in the crowd, so he said even more solemnly: "My dead old man also worked long hours for his big landlord Chen Changhai! However, he was later driven out of the house! He Chen Changhai also occupied my old man's only two acres of land. My old man was so angry that he vomited blood and died! When he died, he didn't even have a coffin, he was only wrapped in a broken mat and buried!"

The captain of the old pimple and those old men all knew that Huang Chunxiang's old man used to smoke **, and the two acres of land were sold by his old man to Chen Changhai and used to smoke ** to death!

"Dog mongrel, why do you count all these accounts on other people's heads!" The old pimple thought angrily, and was about to open his mouth to say something, but when he heard Huang Chunxiang pointing the finger at Mangwa again, he didn't dare to say anything.

"What about this Chen Damang? Don't forget that his ingredient is a middle peasant! Although he used to be a long-term worker, but!" He said these two words loudly, and slapped the table with one hand. "His family has a few acres of land, a few tiled houses! This Chen Damang had been helping the landlords before! Just that day, when the wheat was divided, he also helped the landlords carry the wheat home! Last year, the landlord got sick, and he personally carried him to the hospital!

Many people saw what he said, and the old landlord was not present when the wheat was divided, and according to the division of work, the small landlord divided more than 100 catties of wheat. But the small landlord did not have the strength to carry a handful of wheat home, so Mangwa helped him carry the wheat back. Last year, the old landlord fell ill, and the neighbors did not dare to approach him, for fear that his composition would cause trouble to him. The little landlord was in a hurry, so he went to Mangwa for help, and Mangwa carried the old landlord Chen on his back and ran a few miles to the county hospital to save the old landlord's life.

"Alas, people are sophisticated!," sighed many of them.

"These crimes!" Huang Chunxiang said in a stern tone, "This fully shows that his political thinking Chen Damang has always stood on the standpoint of the landlord class! Together with his remarks just now, it proves even more! Chen Damang is an active reactionary element hidden in our revolutionary ranks!"

"He should be arrested!" shouted from the Huang family in the crowd, and the rest of the Huang family also shouted.

"Yes, we ask the brigade leaders to quickly arrest this typical reactionary element, Chen Damang, and send him to the commune for criticism!" Huang Chunxiang said, turning his face to stare at Lai Xili on the stage.

Lai Xili glanced at him, heard the cries of the crowd again, and thought to himself, "Didn't the leaders of the commune shout to grasp the new trend of the class struggle? This is an opportunity!" He thought for a moment, then stood up, took the microphone from Huang Chunxiang's hand, and ordered several militiamen with guns, "Go and tie up the reactionary Chen Damang!"

The hundreds of people in the audience stood up in shock, and people's hearts rose to their throats, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

A large black cloud pressed down from the Tuojiang River, and the wind rose, as if a storm was coming.

Mangwa was still sitting next to a few old men under the Huang Ge tree, staring blankly at the copper-mouthed cigarette stick in his hand, thinking about his hard-working old man.

"Mangdazi. Why are you still stunned! They're going to arrest you!" Wang Laohan quietly reminded him beside him.

Mangwa just said the word "ball". The gun-wielding militiamen came over, without saying a word, pulled him up together, tied him with a hemp rope, and then pushed him to stand in front of those "black five categories", and Mangwa was still thinking about him in a daze!

"Let him stand on the high bench too!" someone shouted. Huang Chunxiang went to find a high bench, but the bench was full of several black five elements, so he went to take the bench that the old pimple was sitting on to Mangwa. "Stand up!" he said, pushing the mangwa.

Mangwa seemed to have just woken up and found that her hands were tied, so she yelled loudly, "Huang Mazi on a dog day! Why are you tying up Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu didn't break the law!" Huang Chunxiang had a few pockmarks on his face, and many people called him Huang Mazi behind his back.

"Down with the current counter-revolutionary Chen Damang!" Huang Chunxiang took the lead in shouting slogans. Only the people of the Huang family shouted, and everyone else was so nervous that they didn't know what to do.

"We should put up a sign for this counter-revolutionary!" was still shouted by the Huang family. "That's right! You come up and write a sign!" Huang Chunxiang said to Huang Chunhua, who was standing in a daze.

Huang Chunhua didn't expect things to develop to such a point, let alone that Mangwa would wear such a counter-revolutionary hat. Her charming face was crimson with nervousness, and she didn't know what to do, so she kept her head down and didn't move.

Huang Chunxiang saw that Chunhua did not move, so he went to take down the sign on the neck of the little landlord, turned it over and was about to hang it on Mangwa's neck, "Bring the pen and ink, Lao Tzu will write it for him!" He said angrily, and suddenly saw the copper-mouthed cigarette stick on Mangwa's waist, so he ripped it off and held it high and said to everyone, "Leaders." Poor and middle peasants! Look at this cigarette stick! It is the evidence of Chen Damang's reactionary thoughts!"

Many people don't know the origin of this cigarette stick, so they just shake their heads and sigh. "A cigarette stick, it's going to be incriminating evidence!" was the dissatisfied cry of the old man Wang.

"Don't underestimate this cigarette stick!" Do you know its origin?" Huang Chunxiang raised his throat again and said, "This cigarette stick was given to Chen Damang's old man by Chen Changhai, a big landowner!" After speaking, he walked up to the old landlord, knocked the old landlord's head with the cigarette stick, and asked, "Chen Changhai." Tell me honestly, did you give you this cigarette stick?"

The old landlord's face was covered with sweat, and his thin body was shaking incessantly, "I, I have, guilty! guilty!" he nodded and said.

Huang Chunxiang raised his cigarette stick again, turned to several cadres of the brigade on the stage, and said, "Everyone has heard it, right? This is a testimony to the intimate relationship between the landlord elements and Chen Damang's old man! He has always kept this cigarette stick, what does this mean?" He said, and then saw the exquisitely embroidered cigarette pouch, "Oh." Let's see, there is still this cigarette pouch, it must be that he is carrying everyone behind his back, messing with the relationship between men and women! This shows that this current counter-revolutionary is not only reactionary in ideology, but also has a corrupt work style!"

Mangwa was still struggling and scolding loudly, "Turtle son, you, you give me back the cigarette stick!" The gun-wielding militiamen held him down and pushed him onto the high bench.

"Mangwa. You doll hurry up and admit your mistake to everyone!" Mangwa's mother shouted as she squeezed to the front. She was already trembling with fear, and her face was covered in tears. The Emerald Flower girl supported her by her side, and her beautiful face turned into a white rose in fright.

The wind is blowing. A whirlwind blew the dregs of the dam and struck at the kudzu tree, which made a rattling sound of leaves. Many people panicked and shouted to leave the venue. Lai Xili, secretary of the village party committee, stood up and said: "That's all for today's criticism meeting! Let the militia comrades escort the existing counter-revolutionaries to the commune! and hand them over to the commune leaders for handling!"

"I, I have to add a speech!" Huang Chunhua suddenly shouted loudly, and everyone's eyes turned to her. Huang Chunhua walked to the stage, picked up the microphone and said, "I want to add to Chen Damang's speech just now!"

Those who were about to leave turned around and walked back, crowded to the front to listen to what she had to say, they all knew that she was from the Huang family, and that she often had conflicts with Mangwa, so they guessed that she must be trying to add fuel to the fire of Mangwa's crime.

"Actually, in fact, Chen Damang's speech just now has not been finished. Huang Chunhua said with a flushed face. She was so excited that that seductive boobs were shaking. Chen Damang told everyone about the old landlord's past crimes! He told the old landlord about the tooth sacrifice he gave to the long-term workers every week, and also made the long-term workers eat white rice and dry rice. This is the insidious cunning of the old landlord! His purpose is to exploit more long-term laborers, so that they can get up and sleep in the middle of the night to make a living for him!"

After listening to Huang Chunhua's words, people knew that she was speaking for Mangwa and exonerating him. A number of people nodded their heads and discussed. "That's it. People are exposing the old landlord's past crimes, why should he be charged with such a crime!"

Huang Chunxiang was so angry that his face was full of anger, "Chunhua, what are you talking nonsense, come down!" he said angrily. Chunhua did not listen to him, but walked up to the old landlord even more indignantly, and asked loudly: "Landlord element Chen Changhai, you have to give an honest explanation! How did you exploit the poor and middle peasants? Tell me quickly!"

The old landlord's thin, wrinkled face had turned purple-brown, and his mouth, which had only a few teeth, moved for a while, and he had no strength to speak.

Huang Chunhua saw that the old landlord kept his head down and said nothing, so she went to pull him down, "Go to the front and confess your exploitative crimes!" she said angrily. But the force was too strong, and the old landlord couldn't support it for a long time, so he slammed it and fell at Huang Chunhua's feet from the high bench. The high benches were all connected, and several other five types of molecules who had stood under the scorching sun for most of the day also fell from the benches and fell to the ground struggling to get up.

This sudden change surprised everyone in the venue.

Several militiamen pulled up the five groups of elements who had fallen to the ground, but the old landlord lay still and did not move, foaming at the mouth of his mouth. The little landlord fell beside him, and when he saw the old landlord's appearance, he cried out in shock. "I'm afraid the landlord old man is going to die!"

Mangwa stood beside the two of them, trying to reach out to pull the old landlord, but her hands were tied, so she had to squat down to look, and she was so frightened that she shouted, "Oops!

Huang Chunhua was still angry and shouted, "He's pretending to be dead! The class enemy is not honest, so he stepped on one foot and told them that they would never turn over!" After speaking, he really stepped on the old landlord's body with one foot, and shouted into the microphone in his hand, "Down with the big landlord Chen Changhai......!" But no one shouted after her.

A bolt of lightning, with a roaring thunder, suddenly exploded over the venue. Many people were so frightened that they hid in all directions, and even the cadres of the brigade were so nervous that they hurriedly put away their things and hid under the eaves of the storage room.

The wind and heavy rain fell overwhelmingly on people's heads, and the crowd was like frightened birds, so they all left behind the mangwa and those few targets of criticism, and fled the venue one after another.

Only the captain of the old pimple did not run away, he walked to the old landlord, reached out and touched the old landlord's nostrils, and said in horror, "What are you still doing on him? He is about to die! Get it back quickly!" After speaking, he went to untie the rope in the old landlord's hand.

When Huang Chunhua heard this, she was so shocked that she hurriedly took a few steps back, and even the microphone in her hand was thrown to the ground.

The old pimple untied the rope in the little landlord's hand again, and said to him, "Get your old man back quickly, and get ready to do the aftermath!" The little landlord looked at the old pimple, and then looked at the reckless baby who had been silent next to him, and just shook his head in distress.

Mangwa's body was already drenched with rain, and her confused face was also dripping with raindrops. With a strong "um" in his mouth, he broke the rope on his arm, and then wiped a handful of rain from his face and said, "Uncle Gou." We're going to take his turtle son back!"

The old pimple nodded, and the two of them carried the old landlord's feet and his head, and carried the dying old landlord away.

Huang Chunhua was still standing in the dam, horror and anger still hanging on her confused face. Her head and body were covered in heavy rain, like a black rose fluttering in a storm.