It was a time of absurdity and confusion.

The people of later generations can clear the fog, sort out the context, and tell the cause and effect, and the end.

But many people in that era were confused and ignorant. Everyone is fighting, but they don't know why. It's just that it was said that there would be fights, and there would be fights. Everyone else is fighting, and whoever doesn't fight has a problem.

Want to farm honestly and produce quietly? No way.

The red sun said: "Fighting with the sky, the fun is endless." Fighting with the ground, the fun is endless. Fighting with people is endlessly fun. ”

He said, "Fight." So everyone fought.

At first, it was a martial arts.

For example, what should I do if the workers of the No. 2 factory of the organ cannot agree with the political views of the workers of the No. 1 factory? The workers of the two factories erected sandbags, built fortifications, and set up machine guns to shoot at each other "suddenly" and "bang bang" grenades at each other. Rivers of blood.

A group of students in the school has to plant their own flag on the roof of the school building occupied by another group of students. For this honor, the young boys and girls were enthusiastic, one rushed up, was shot by a machine gun, and the next rushed up again! The roofs were full of young life that withered before it could bloom, and the floor turned red.

This is martial arts.

From the current point of view, it seems to be an absurd drama with no basis in reality. But this is the history of real events.

The outcome of the fight was so tragic that the government realized that it would not work. The new policy was issued, and the government said: "We want civil fighting, not military fighting." ”

At least the bloody situation was finally brought under control, and a vigorous civil fight began.

Whistleblowing, exposing, drawing the line. Fathers and sons, fathers, brothers, friends, teachers and students...... All human relations between people have been abolished. It is glorious to kill relatives in a righteous way, and it is necessary to draw a clear line. The benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith that have been inherited by the Chinese people for thousands of years have all been abandoned, and the darkest and ugliest side of human nature is unscrupulous in the sun.

At that time, the Queen Mother was a young girl. Born in a working-class family, both father and mother came from a working family, and both had jobs. The girl went to junior high school, caught up with the recruitment, and the family was total, no longer going to school, going to work! So he also became a member of the glorious working class. A family of three, all three of them have jobs, at that time, many people couldn't envy it. More people are women around the stove, five or six children are waiting to be fed, and the whole family is paid by one man.

It was okay earlier, and I went to work seriously. Later, the fight got out, and the class was not serious. Fighting is the most serious thing.

That day, the girl and her co-workers went to a criticism meeting, and I heard that this criticism was a big man. Very high-level, very high-level cadres.

In fact, the girl has heard those criticisms/fights and those truths countless times, but she doesn't really understand them. She just shouted slogans and raised her hand with everyone. She doesn't think there's anything wrong with that, because in her mind, "just like everyone else" equals "right". She's seen it many times. Critics shout slogans, bitterly state facts, and expose all kinds of incorrect ideas of those criticized/fighters. The critics/fighters were escorted, or knelt on the ground, tied behind their backs, and hung wooden signs. Some bow their heads and remain silent, while others struggle and justify. But those who tried to resist did not end well, kicking, leash pumping, and flesh and blood were splashed.

And their relatives and family members will also bravely stand up and draw a line with them, so as to show that their thoughts are always on the right path. Those people have wives, husbands, sons, and daughters. She had also seen children beat their fathers with belts in their hands.

The girl doesn't really like to come to see this. But if you don't come, it means that you are not motivated enough, and it means that you have a problem in your mind. That would be a big problem, so she couldn't help but come.

That time, she saw a young military man.

Generally speaking, military personnel are a special group, and ordinary people can easily not criticize/fight military personnel. But the young man, dressed in a military uniform with epaulettes on his shoulders, resolutely refused to draw a line with his father. The critic/fighter was furious: "Comrade Li Hui! I'll give you one last chance! You must immediately, immediately dissociate yourself from this capitalist revisionist! ”

The young soldier known as Li Hui, with sharp eyes under the brim of his hat, looked at the critic/fighter, and said coldly: "He is my father." ”

The critics/fighters were heartbroken: "Li Hui! You are a good comrade, how can you have the idea of a father and son in such a feudal society! As long as you draw a line with him, you are still a good comrade! ”

The girl stood in the crowd and looked at the young soldier in a daze. She saw that the corners of his mouth pulled out a sneer of disdain. His eyes were full of disdain as he looked at them.

The girl was so nervous that her palms were sweating. She didn't know what he would choose. What she didn't understand even more was that she didn't know what she wanted him to choose.

"I refuse!" His voice sounded unhesitating, unwavering.

The girl's shoulders suddenly relaxed......

Under the command of the critics, the people viciously pounced on him, stripped off his military uniform, cut off his hands, and forced him to kneel on the ground with his father. Hang a wooden sign around his neck. The wooden sign was soaked in water, and the thick wire almost tightened the flesh.

The critic/fighter was on stage, foaming at the mouth and telling how he discovered the ideological problems of these two people. He was born in hardship, his parents died, and because he was a fellow villager, he lived with this family. When he was a teenager, he was keenly aware that the man had already lived a bourgeois life. He carefully lurked in that house, carefully collected evidence for several years, and finally confirmed that it was a cultivator! Now, he finally has a chance to find him out, or he will hide in the ranks of cadres again!

He foamed at the mouth on the stage, and the crowd applauded like thunder in the audience.

The more the girl thought about it, the more stunned she became.

An orphan without the protection of his parents, he was taken care of by his elders who were fellow villagers, so that he would not be displaced when he was a teenager, and not only did he have no worries about food and clothing, but also successfully graduated from high school. Even his work was arranged by the elders. And now he's doing it, what's going on?

The girl has a low level of education and does not know that there is a word called "Zhongshan wolf". She only thought it was a dog, eating other people's meat, but biting someone else.

She then understood the disdain in Li Hui's eyes when he looked at him.

But she could only follow everyone to hold the red book, shout slogans, or applaud the group/fighters.

She watched as they whipped him with their belts, blood stains on his hard cheeks. He was thrown to the ground, but he never begged for mercy. When the belt fell on his father, he struggled and threw himself on the old man, using his back to block him.

The men stopped and looked at the group. There was a frenzy in the man's eyes, a satisfaction of a wish. He nodded, and the belts rained down on him.

She kept watching, but she couldn't do anything. It was an era of deep powerlessness.

For the next few days, she was distracted. She was always thinking about the young man.

She finally couldn't help but sneak a look at him, but she accidentally overheard a conversation.

"Don't you want to eat?"

"No."

"What ......?"

"That's what it means."

"Oh......"

The strong malice revealed in the short conversation made her feel cold all over her body. When the others were gone, she went to see him. The supervision is not strict, in this era when you have to buy a train ticket and you have to have a letter of introduction to buy rice and noodles, you have to have food stamps, there is no escape, there is nowhere to escape.

He was kept in a shed where the sundries were kept, some wooden boxes, and hay on the ground. He lay in a haystack, curled up, motionless, as if dead.

She was so frightened that tears flowed. She leaned on the wooden door and called him: "Li Hui! Li Hui ......"

Li Hui moved, very slowly. He propped himself up and sat on the ground looking at him. Compared to the healthy and sturdy young soldier he had been a few days ago, he was now emaciated and emaciated, with sunken cheeks and eye sockets.

But his eyes were still so attentive, narrow and sharp, and they were cold when they looked at her, with judgment and suspicion. "Who are you?" He asked.

The girl was dumbfounded. Who is she? Even if she told him who she was, he wouldn't know her. She and he are simply strangers.

"I ...... My name is Liu Fengmei. She gritted her teeth, "I hear them, they want to starve you!" You...... How long has it been since you eaten? ”

He looked at her for a moment and replied, "Four days." ”

No wonder! He looked so slow and weak. Her tears were about to flow. She wiped her eyes and said to him, "Wait, I'll bring you food in the evening!" ”

When the girl had finished speaking, she shook her big black braid and ran away.

Li Hui sat on the ground, his eyes puzzled. He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember where he had met this girl. He lay down slowly, enduring the hunger, trying not to move, to reduce his consumption......

Li Hui didn't expect that girl to really come. Sneakily took advantage of the night to cover up and brought him two steamed buns. He ate half of it, and hid the rest in haystacks and crates.

"You hurry up." He said, "Don't let them find you." ”

"I—I'll get you something to eat tomorrow."

"Don't come." He was still calm, "This is enough for me to eat for a few days, and I won't be able to die for a while." ”

Her tears were about to flow. He looked at her and didn't ask her why she was bringing him food. He said, "Come back in a few days." ”

She burst into tears and laughed.

In this way, he relied on the two steamed buns she sent to survive these days.

They saw that he was not starving to death, but that he was extremely weak, and went back and reported it to the man. The man came to see him, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and then said, "Give him food." ”

They still didn't have enough to eat, just to keep him from starving. for they will also criticize him and his father.

Liu Fengmei watched him and his father being paraded through the streets and beaten, and there was nothing she could do. All she could do was secretly bring him and his father something to eat from time to time, so that they could eat more.

He accepts her food, but rarely speaks to her. She didn't know what to say to him, she and him were just strangers after all.

Once, before she left, someone else came. Hearing the voice, his eyes lit up and he shouted: "Scold me!" ”

She is not highly educated, but she is a very clever girl. She immediately pointed at him and scolded: "Don't think it's over like this, let me tell you, just a cultivator like you, you have to be criticized/fought every day!" ”

Fortunately, she usually participates in criticism/fighting with a positive attitude, and she listens to too many words, so she uses them to learn and use them, and she talks back and forth, one by one.

At that time, it was normal for young people to rush over to beat or scold these anti-revolutionary/life-seeking elements as soon as their brains were hot and congested. The person who came was not suspicious, and scolded a few words, and then left with her.

When she left, she glanced back and saw that the corners of Li Hui's mouth were slightly hooked.

Obviously, he has straight eyebrows and a righteous face, but he has a very special bad energy when he laughs.

It's inexplicable, and the roots of my ears have a fever. 166 Reading Network