Early in the morning, Wushan had just had breakfast, and Xiao Jun had already come over and took Wushan back to Tangshan.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it was not far from Jingshi to Tangshan.

Xiao Jun's son still hasn't changed his surname back to Wu, his name is Xiao Jianfeng, and he was given by Xiao Jun's adoptive father.

This kid looks like a tiger, and there is a big contrast between him and his father with a literati temperament.

chatting with Wushan suddenly made him another fan. Xiao Jianfeng admired his profound knowledge. If he didn't have to go to work, he couldn't wait to follow Wushan around at any time to listen to the teachings.

There is no way, Wushan itself came from another time and space. His knowledge and vision are not comparable to Xiao Jun and his wife, who have been in the military camp for a long time.

Xiao Jun returned to the garrison quite busy, and went to the Tangshan Prefectural Committee non-stop.

When he came back in the evening, he told Wushan that he had already negotiated with Xu Jiaxin, director of the Revolutionary Committee, for a joint exercise between the troops and the local government. Once a month, it is a revolutionary task.

Not to mention, Xiao Jun, who returned to his own territory, gushed endlessly: "Lao Xu is my comrade-in-arms, and he used to be my comrade-in-arms." I always felt that he shouldn't change jobs. Lao Xu was born in the military, and he had nothing to do with the locality, but he didn't expect that the transfer of students would be at the wrong time - to catch up with the special period, he turned from an excellent party cadre in the army to a traitor, a spy, and a capitalist roader in a blink of an eye. ”

Xiao Jun's eyes showed a trace of pain: "It was the spring and summer of 1967, when the struggle between the two factions in Tangshan was at its most intense, Lao Xu was criticized and fought everywhere, and the rebels not only arbitrarily distorted his own history, but also arbitrarily degraded his personality, and even his eight generations of ancestors were tossed upside down. For a long time, Lao Xu was no different from the local 'capitalist roaders', and his political situation was very difficult. Of course, he also did a lot of things against his will under the persecution of these people, and to a large extent, it can be said that he was involuntarily official. ”

It turned out to be him, Wushan couldn't help sighing.

In my previous life, I watched Xiaogang Cannon's "Tangshan Earthquake", and I searched for it on the Internet at random, such a big disaster, don't the authorities have any measures? Some sporadic clips of this person that I saw came back to my mind.

After the end of the special period, people began to reflect on the events of the special period. Because Xu Jiaxin was in power during the special period, people began to question and be dissatisfied with his actions at this time. Some people say that he showed cronyism in the appointment of cadres, and some people say that during the special period, some of the ultra-leftist practices that appeared in Tangshan were related to him in the movements that appeared in Tangshan, such as some unjust, false and wrongly decided cases, criticizing Lin and criticizing Kong, and countering the trend of right-leaning cases and overturning cases.

What's even funnier is that some say he is also "greedy for pleasure". At that time, there was such a rumor in the compound of the prefectural party committee: once Xu Jiaxin was staying at a meeting at the city's foreign guest communication office, and found that his leather shoes were made with shoe polish by someone who did not know.

It is said that as a leading cadre, we should show an attitude of resistance to this kind of "sycophancy" style. But Xu Jiaxin didn't think so, but smiled and said: "There is really a living Lei Feng", and seemed to accept this approach with peace of mind.

Soon, with the deepening of the nationwide movement to clean up the chaos and clean up the three kinds of people, people's doubts about Xu Jiaxin gradually increased, and around 1979, he was demoted to the provincial economic commission and became the eighth or ninth deputy director, and after a period of time, he was designated as the "three kinds of people" to stop introspection. In 1982, he was expelled from the party, removed from his post, and died of illness a few years later. I hope he has a different ending, Wu Shan sighed secretly.

In fact, Wushan said that it was a pretext to come to see the large coal mines, and early the next morning, he followed Comrade Xiao Jianfeng, the second generation of officials, to the city to wander around.

He consciously asked Xiao Jianfeng to drive the car to the Kailuan Department Store, saying that he would take a walk here and not want him to accompany him.

The comrades on the squads were not happy, so Wu Shan had to say bitterly: "Comrade Xiao Jianfeng, what about you, the first is to serve your leader Comrade Xu Jiaxin well, and the second is to read more books." I've been to Hong Kong Island, what are you afraid of here? ”

To put it mildly, this guy is finally gone.

In the alley next to the building, is Yuhong Middle School.

Qi Xianghong, it seems that he is going to school here.

Seeing that the time was still early, Wushan also went shopping casually, wanting to buy something. Fortunately, I robbed some tickets from my attendants or something.

After watching for a long time, there was really nothing to buy, and finally it was about twelve o'clock, and Wushan slipped to the gate of Yuhong Middle School. The children are almost gone home for dinner, and according to Qi Xianghong, her home is far away from here, and she waits for afternoon classes after eating at school.

When entering the gate, the gatekeeper looked at Wushan vigilantly.

He hurriedly took out the letter of introduction that had been prepared a long time ago, and when he saw the letter of introduction from the military sub-district and the city revolutionary committee, the uncle immediately greeted him with a smile: "Comrade, do you want to send the children of the family to study here?" ”

The uncle is very talkative, maybe he has been with a group of children for a long time, and there is no one to talk to? The teachers at the school were either criticized or looked down on him.

"You've come to the right place!" The uncle patted his thigh: "Comrade, don't say that our school is in our Tangshan area, even in Jidong Province, that's also this." As he spoke, the uncle gave a thumbs up.

"Xie Lu, thank you, uncle," Wu Shan wanted to see me earlier, and said as he walked inside, "I want to look around for myself." ”

"Good feelings!" The uncle was reluctant to give up, and an object who could speak slipped away from his eyes like this: "Don't forget to tell the principal that the old Qin Tou in the guard room has introduced the situation to you." ”

Wushan had already gone far away, so he had to turn around and nod affirmatively.

Summer is here and it's hot. In the corner of the playground, a little girl with pigtails stood alone.

She stared at the little girls gathered next to her.

Someone in the group apparently noticed her, snorted in their noses, and then looked at her with disdain.

She had no choice but to squat down and play with marbles by herself.

Her hair was golden, her skin was fair, and she had large gray-blue eyes set in her delicate face. With a towering nose, she stands out from the crowd. It was hot, and beads of sweat were running down the bridge of my nose. She wiped her sleeve around her face and looked intently at the marbles in front of her.

In another plane, that's what she looks like. It's just that she's much more mature than she is now. She and Wushan's children all look very much like her. Wu Shan watched quietly there, tears flowing out of his eyes.

Because her grandmother's mother was from the polar bear country. Strangely, the women in her family all have the characteristics of mixed-race children. In men, there is not a single sign to be seen. In my previous life, I didn't see my grandmother. But in the photo, the old lady's appearance is no different from that of a foreigner. Her mother's photo, no adult, photo when she was a child, and Qi Xianghong at this age, is simply a person.

As a mixed-race child, she was discriminated against in this era. The marble was supposed to be on the bicycle chain, though there was only one, and she had a lot of fun there.

Her right index finger is slightly curled, nestled under her thumb. He put two fingers in his mouth and sighed, then held his strength and flicked his index finger out of the mouth fiercely. Apparently, the steel balls were making her fingers hurt a little. She put her index finger to her lips and blew softly. With his left hand, slowly rub the sore spot.

Nearby, several little girls were jumping rubber bands, and they all looked at the yellow-haired little girl.

Singing and dancing in his mouth: "Yellow hair is rape, black hair is stupid, yellow hair is stupid, yellow hair is holding black hair and beating." ”

A little boy watched from a short distance, and it was clear that he liked one of the little girls who was jumping on the band.

Hearing them jump the rubber band, he immediately walked over and stepped on the little girl's little steel ball.

The little girl said timidly, "Zhang Xiaojun, what are you going to do?" Get your feet out of the way and give me the balls. ”

"If you don't give, you don't give. You yellow hair, why do you want to bully us black hair? This kid was very stubble, and deliberately spoke loudly so that the girls next to him could hear it.

The little girls saw the situation and stopped the game. One by one, they watched with interest, pointing and pointing from time to time.

"I didn't." The little girl's voice became quieter.

"You have," Zhang Xiaojun triumphantly said: "Otherwise, why do your classmates say that you beat them." ”

Seeing that the girls were looking at him, he became even more energetic.

Obviously, it wasn't the first time she had encountered such a situation, patting the dust off her hands, standing up and leaving. Maybe I squatted for a long time, stumbled, and almost fell. The onlookers next to him all laughed mockingly.

"Did I let you go?" Zhang Xiaojun said proudly: "You haven't apologized yet, why did you beat us black-haired classmates." ”

"I don't apologize, I didn't hit them." The little girl was very stubborn, and tears of grievance swirled in her eyes.

"Classmates, did she beat you?" Zhang Xiaojun's voice is hoarse, and boys in the voice change period have this kind of voice.

Those little girls, when they heard this, nodded vigorously.

"See? Everybody says you hit! The teacher taught us that it is not right to hit someone, and you must apologize. Zhang Xiaojun was like chicken blood, and a few small freckles were particularly conspicuous on his flushed face.

"I've never hit before!" Her eyes were full of anger: "When have I ever hit someone?" ”

"We said you hit you!" A girl stepped forward.

"yes, you just hit it." The girls gossiped: "If you hit someone, you want to leave?" It must be made clear, and it must be apologized! ”

Zhang Xiaojun's voice suddenly raised an octave: "Classmates, she didn't apologize, what do you say to do?"

"Humph!" A chubby girl who was obviously their leader glanced at her: "Dad said, she is a puppy of foreign spies, so her hair is yellow and her skin is white." ”

"Kill the puppies of foreign agents!" A group of friends are proficient in business, and it seems that this is not the first time they have done this.

All of them are going to rush up and hit that little girl. She had crouched there in resignation, her hands clasped over her head.

"Stop!" Wu Shan shouted: "Don't beat people, I'm an uncle of the People's Liberation Army." ”

He rushed over and hugged Qi Xianghong in his arms, and bent down to pick up the steel ball on the ground.

The little fat girl is not timid: "Why doesn't the PLA uncle wear a military uniform?" ”

Fourteen-year-old Wushan is over 1.7 meters old, and he looks like an adult in the eyes of children.

Wu Shan pretended to mysteriously put his right index finger to his lips and made a shushing gesture: "Uncle is in civilian clothes and has come to arrest spies." Qi Xianghong's child is a good classmate, and she helps her uncle catch the bad guys. Don't even say anything! ”

A group of children shook their heads in panic, the gap was too big, and the puppies of foreign spies turned into heroes and scattered in a hurry.

Qi Xianghong had been staring at Wushan in a daze, and when he saw that everyone was gone, he finally couldn't help crying.

Wu Shan hurriedly stuffed the steel ball into her hand: "Xiaohong, don't cry." ”

She burst into tears and laughed, wiped her tears with her hands, and cried out crisply: "Hello Uncle of the People's Liberation Army!" ”