The lying "Green Dragon Glaive Knife" spreads for dozens of kilometers, and the lush pines and cypresses dress Guanshan in emerald green clothes, and the bright sunlight pierces the clouds, caressing this red land. If it weren't for the flock of geese flying south, and the occasional maple tree that lost its leaves, who would have seen that it was late autumn?

There is a small town at the foot of Guanshan, called Guanshan Town. There is only a long, narrow unnamed street in the town interspersed with things - both a street and a part of the provincial road. In Jiacang, Guanshan Town is definitely a big town, not only the provincial highway passes through the town, but also the asphalt road to the nearby towns has also been built.

At the western end of the street, there is a large tree surrounded by three people. This is a yellow fruit tree planted by the great man and his friends when he was a child, after more than 80 years of ups and downs, it is still vigorous and upright, and its roots are intricately rooted in the fertile land. On the east side of the Huangguoshu is the main gate of the newly completed Great Man Memorial Hall.

It takes about half an hour to drive from the county seat to the memorial hall. The chief had breakfast in the county seat and went to his hometown after a 20-year absence.

The streets are lined with shops and all kinds of department stores. Compared with when the old chief returned to his hometown twenty years ago, it was obviously much more prosperous. Even though it was 10 a.m., there weren't many pedestrians on the street. The chief saw the armed police soldiers on both sides of the street and understood what was going on. She stopped the slow-moving car.

"Secretary Chen, what day is it?"

"Chief, October 14th! One hundred years ago today, great leaders were born here. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Guan Shan Fengji is 147, right? What's been going on? Why are there so few people on the street? "The old chief has a really good memory, twenty years ago, she and her husband returned to their hometown to live for a few days, just in time for the two market days in Guanshan. He was deeply impressed by the liveliness of the bazaar and the simple folk customs.

"It's 147, because the memorial hall is open today, and the villagers are waiting for you over there!"

"Secretary Chen, it's a good thing not to engage in sandwich welcome! However, it should not affect the normal life of the people. Don't you underestimate the small bazaars in the towns and villages, and whether the living conditions in the countryside have improved? Has the people's standard of living improved? This 'rush' is evident! ”

After the old chief's lecture, he insisted that the nurse push her to walk down the street, and more than 20 people accompanying her also walked down the street. The evergreen camphor trees lining the streets are full of fruit, and sometimes one of them falls, and after crushing, it sprays black blood-like stains.

"Let me pass, now is New China, not a feudal dynasty, what leaders and chiefs don't let the people pass when they come?" A voice came from not far away, and the old chief motioned for the nurse to stop.

Director Liu of the county party committee office hurriedly stepped forward and said to a young man who was pushing and shoving with armed police soldiers: "Comrade, where are you going?" ”

"This is the street, it is the road of the common people, as long as I don't break the law, where do I want to go?"

"Did you bring your ID?"

"What am I doing with my ID when I walk?"

"What's going on there? Let that comrade come over, I just said that it can't affect the normal life of the people, why don't you let people cross the road? The old chief noticed the quarrel and asked Secretary Chen very angrily.

"It's nothing, I'll let him come over."

The young man was quickly let go of the checkpoint, and Secretary Chen only hoped that he would quickly leave the chief's sight. The instructions for closing the road were given by him personally, and the people who rushed to the scene, the people who opened the shops, and the villagers who were waiting to greet the memorial hall were all carefully selected by the town government and who were "quite good at politics".

"Call that lad here!" The old chief ordered.

The order was carried out reluctantly, and Secretary Chen complained ten thousand times to Nie Renhao in his heart. This young deputy county magistrate is really difficult to discipline. When Secretary Chen proposed to elect villager representatives to participate in the commemorative activities, he opposed it, but he didn't expect that he really didn't implement it.

The young man very politely bowed to the old lady in the wheelchair. It can be seen that this plainly dressed young man is very cultured and is not an ordinary peasant.

"Where are you going, young man?" The chief looked at the young man, attracted by the words "serve the people" on his cross-body bag, and interrogated with great interest.

"You're what they say they are, aren't you? Forgive me for taking the liberty of rushing to the county seat, but I didn't expect to bother you! ”

"What's the excuse, I'm bothering you!" The old chief sighed, turned around and angrily ordered Secretary Chen, "Find a car and send him to the county seat!" You guys...... Hey......"

Secretary Chen was sweating. Director Liu walked up to the young man: "Comrade, what place are you going to the county seat!" ”

"County government!"

When the old chief heard the words "county government", he motioned for the nurse to push the wheelchair forward. "Young man, here are the leaders of the county party committee and county government, do you have any difficulties? If it can be solved here, they work on site! ”

"I ...... I want to find Deputy County Magistrate Nie! ”

"Do we have a county magistrate surnamed Nie here?" The old chief looked around at the people around him. "Don't worry, County Magistrate Nie is not here, and Secretary Chen, County Magistrate Zhang, young man, what do you say, Secretary Chen may be more effective than the Deputy County Magistrate Nie you said!"

"I have to find Deputy County Magistrate Nie for my business. Chief, I know, I'm also confused, I read the newspaper a few days ago, and today is the centenary of the birth of a great man! Guanshan is just holding a commemorative event, and the leaders of the county must be very busy, so I'll go to the county another day! ”

Secretary Chen sweated like rain. He really didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this Nie Renhao's gourd? Which one is this? "Do you have to find Deputy County Magistrate Nie"? He didn't believe in it. In front of the old chief, he still has to solve this problem!

"Young man, Deputy County Magistrate Nie is now preparing for activities at the memorial hall, and I am Chen Bonian. Tell us about your difficulties, and we'll do our best to solve them for you! ”

"Secretary Chen, I'm sorry, I'm all small things. You're busy, I'm sorry, I'm ...... Can I go? ”

The old chief didn't speak again, presumably she was also tired, so he asked the nurse to push her under the shade of a tree and watch the "on-site office" of the leading group of the county party committee and county government from a distance.

Chen Bonian dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, he really wanted to let Nie Renhao appear in front of him immediately. "Well, young man, tell me what your name is? Where do you live? Find Deputy County Magistrate Nie what's the matter, I'll convey it to you! ”

Director Liu hurriedly took out a small notebook and pen to prepare for the record.

"My name is Wang Guangwen, and I am from Chahe Township. I bought 200 citrus trees in Linmu Township before, and Deputy County Magistrate Nie has been giving me guidance, but now that he has come to the county, there is a problem with my fruit tree, and the oranges have just turned red and fallen from the trees before they are ripe. I went to the forest to find a technician, but they couldn't find the reason, so I wanted to ask Deputy County Magistrate Nie for help. ”

"Wang ...... Hirofumi, right? Don't worry, I'll arrange it right away. Director Liu, when he arrives at the memorial hall in a while, he will call the county agricultural technology station and ask him to send a technician to Chahe Township tomorrow to solve the problem of oranges; Of course, if it is a problem with Nie Renhao's fruit tree, we must report it to our superiors and strictly investigate it! Write us your full address. Secretary Chen spoke righteously, patting his chest and packing the ticket.

"Thank you then!" Guangwen was grateful, wiped the sweat from his palms, took Director Liu's pen and paper and left the address, turned around and walked back.

The old chief was quite satisfied with the process of Secretary Chen's on-site office. Secretary Chen's hanging heart was also on the ground, and he followed the back of the team very cautiously, for fear that there would be any more trouble.

The majestic Guanshan dangerous rock stands, the solemn memorial hall is simple and elegant, the memorial hall of the great man combining Hakka houses and modern architectural styles is like a pearl in the mountain, and the light of the revolution is shining.

At 10:38 a.m., the commemoration officially began. The main entrance memorial square began to be full of people, sometimes cheering "warm welcome to the chief", sometimes crying "in memory of the great leader".

The bronze statue of the great man rose under the protection of the mechanical arm, and gently landed on the three-meter-high pedestal that had already been polished, impartially, just facing the land where he was born and raised, and his raised right hand was pointing to the country and greeting the old folks.

The bronze statue's lifelike face and piercing eyes are exactly what the great man looks like at the age of thirty-five. He was gazing affectionately at the road beneath his feet, at his wife in a wheelchair. The old lady's eyes were hazy, and she stretched out her hands that had been through vicissitudes, wanting to embrace her lover who had been absent for ten years. In an instant, she seemed to have magical powers, her legs trembled slightly, and her old cold legs, which had been paralyzed for eight years, supported her and her husband Rong Ma Yan's life.

Dr. Lee and the nurse held the chief in amazement and watched as she slowly stood up. The villagers held their breath and waited for a miracle to happen. It took the old chief about ten minutes before his brand-new cloth shoes finally touched the ground, and his thin legs stood firmly in front of the bronze statue.

Enthusiastic applause and cheers followed. The guard handed over the cane—it was the husband's relic, and the old chief carried it with him wherever he went. She always believed that one day she would get up and use this crutch to walk the rest of the way.

But when she did stand up, she waved her hand, and asked the doctor and nurse to let go of their hands, straightened her body with all her might, and then raised her right hand and spread her eyebrows, just like the little female warrior decades ago, saluting the great revolutionary leader. What appeared in front of his eyes was the scene of the eventful years on the relief at the entrance of the memorial hall, the Nanchang Uprising, the Long March, the War of Resistance against Japan, and the War of Liberation...... Who can understand the kind of revolutionary friendship that is beyond love?

At that solemn moment, dozens of gun salutes rang out. The old chief was once again lifted into a wheelchair, and a brand-new memorial awaited her review......

Nie Renhao burst into tears like everyone else. At the moment when the chief stood up, no one was not moved by that great force, including Wang Guangwen and Xie Guoqiang, who were hiding in the crowd......