Because the Red Guards blocked the road, Chen Zikun took a detour to return home, and his family was a little later than usual, but until seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Wenjing, who taught at Jiang University, did not return.

Chen Zikun personally turned on the flashlight, took Chen Jiao to look for it, and searched for the old man on the campus of Jiang University for a long time, and finally found Lin Wenjing in a classroom, the gray-haired Professor Lin was sitting on the chair with several other professors, like a primary school student, writing something seriously, and two young Red Guards, a man and a woman, sat in the back row, monitoring them with a righteous face.

"Mom, why haven't you come home yet?" Chen Jiao pushed the door in and asked, Lin Wenjing raised her head, her face was frightened, and she didn't dare to answer.

The two Red Guards jumped over and asked sternly, "Who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

Chen Jiao said: "I am Professor Lin's daughter, take her home, who are you?" ”

The male Red Guard held up the red treasure book and put it on his chest, and said proudly: "We are the Red Guards of the Jiang Dacong Zhongxiao Combat Team, responsible for taking care of these reactionary academic authorities to write a letter of repentance, and we are not allowed to leave until we finish it." ”

Chen Jiao said: "Nonsense, who gave you the power to control the personal freedom of others?" ”

The female Red Guard's eyes widened, and she said angrily: "It is the duty of our Red Guards to fight against reactionary academic authority, you go out immediately, otherwise we will fight with you." ”

Lin Wenjing said: "Jiaojiao, you go quickly, my mother is fine." ”

Chen Zikun, who had been standing in the shadow of the door, walked in, although he was old, but his body was resolutely tall, and his momentum was still compelling, and the two young men under the age of twenty couldn't help but take a few steps back in front of him, and immediately remembered his revolutionary identity, and puffed up his chest and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "Jiaojiao, accompany your mother home." ”

Chen Jiao stepped forward to support Lin Wenjing, and the male Red Guard shouted: "Don't go!" Under the fluorescent lamp of the classroom, you can see a faint layer of fluff on the boy's lips, and under the green military uniform is a thin small body, estimated to weigh less than 100 pounds.

The female Red Guard jumped up and broke Chen Zikun's hand and scolded: "You ***, dare to beat our laughing Red Guards, so that you can't eat and walk around." ”

Seeing that Lin Wenjing had been taken away by his daughter, Chen Zikun let go of his hand and said coldly: "In terms of age, Professor Lin can be your grandmother, she has such a good temperament, she must not have beaten and scolded you students, how can you go down and criticize her?" ”

The female Red Guard said: "But she is a reactionary academic authority." "But the confidence is already a little lacking.

Chen Zikun said: "To do revolution, you must also abide by the law, and you can't do whatever you want." ”

He turned to the old professors who were still trembling and writing letters of repentance and said, "You guys should also hurry home, don't let the family be anxious." ”

Seeing that someone was supporting them, several professors hurriedly packed up their things and left.

Chen Zikun taught the two children a few more words, and then turned to leave.

When he left, the two Red Guards looked at each other.

"Who is he?"

"Looks like a big cadre."

……

When she returned home, Lin Wenjing was shocked, and she still had lingering palpitations when she told her family about today's experience, four or five Red Guard organizations popped up in Jiangda overnight, and professors from various colleges and departments were all taken out by the students to criticize and fight, and a group of students held red treasure books around these old men and old ladies and denounced them, their mouths were full of revolutionary language, thinking of the previous many movements, the professors were already frightened birds, how dare they refute, they could only bow their heads and confess their guilt, and strive for leniency.

After listening to her mother's narration, Chen Jiao cried: "Mom, let's not go to work." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Yes, you have reached the retirement age, don't go to school, this time is not peaceful, it is not enough for these students to make trouble in school, it will soon impact government agencies, enterprises and institutions, everyone be careful." ”

Facts proved that Chen Zikun's prediction was correct, and the Red Guards soon became dissatisfied with Teacher Dou, and turned their spearhead to government agencies and scientific research units, carrying the chairman's portrait and big slogans, and attacked everywhere, and it is said that even the provincial party committee was attacked.

The central authorities quickly made arrangements, and the party committees at all levels sent working groups to colleges and universities to guide the movement, but they played the opposite role, like water poured into an oil pot, splashing a greater response, and soon the central authorities withdrew the working group.

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Zheng Zeru's son Zheng Jiefu is thirteen years old, in the first grade of junior high school in the provincial No. 1 middle school, the school organized Red Guards, he also joined the East Wind Blowing Combat Team as a child of the Red Five, but because of his short stature and small age, he is often ignored, far less beautiful than Director Xu's son Xu Hongbing.

The summer vacation has arrived, because the school teachers have been beaten down, no one assigns summer vacation homework, the young Red Guards have been completely free, playing revolutionary games everywhere unscrupulously, the organization of the East Wind Blowing Combat Team has become more rigorous, and the number of personnel has also increased, Xu Hongbing appointed himself as the commander of the combat team, I don't know where to find a set of five-five style breeches military uniform, wearing martial arts all day long, and giving himself the rank of lieutenant colonel, and other combatants also have their own ranks, ranging from warrant officer to major.

Little Jeff was itching in his heart, and participated in the activities of the east wind blowing behind his mother's back, and he also brought a set of green military uniforms, made a pair of warrant officer epaulettes out of cardboard and watercolor to hang on, and participated in the organized activities in the air-raid shelter on the mountain behind the school.

Xu Hongbing stood on a wooden box and said impassionedly: "Comrades, comrades-in-arms, our East Wind Blowing Combat Team is ready to carry out a large series of activities, and all of them will go to Beijing to visit Chairman Mao and his old man's home. ”

As he spoke, he condescendingly looked at the young team members, all of whom were fifteen or sixteen years old and were playful, and they longed for Beijing even more.

Xu Hongbing was very satisfied, and said: "I will solve the problem of funding, and the problem of food and accommodation after arriving in Beijing." ”

Zheng Jiefu raised his hand high: "I'll solve it." ”

Xu Hongbing nodded and introduced very reservedly: "Comrade Jeff's father is the Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry of the People's Republic of China, and it is very suitable for him to receive our combat team. ”

Everyone applauded, the members of the East Wind Blowing Combat Team are all ** children, although the revolutionary comrades-in-arms are equal, but young people are inevitably bigger than their parents, Zheng Jiefu has been suffering from no opportunity to show off, this time through Xu Hongbing's mouth to say it, won everyone's admiration, and was proud in his heart.

Suddenly, the gate was kicked open, and a group of militiamen, led by the public security police, rushed in, arrested all the Red Guards, ignored their protests, strung them with hemp ropes, and sent them to the compound of the Provincial Public Security Department in a Jiefang truck.

Xu Hongbing, the commander of the east wind, is the son of Xu Tingge, the leader of the provincial department, the flood washed the Dragon King Temple, naturally there is nothing to fear, the public security officers interrogated them one by one, and were shocked when they learned about the family background, these children are all ** children, and the lowest is also the children of the thirteenth-level cadres, so they can't deal with it, so they can only let the family lead people.

It turned out that someone was informant, saying that Dongfeng had privately set up a small group, divided the ranks, what the president, the prime minister, the minister of defense, the minister of foreign affairs or something, this is a big crime, the provincial department immediately dispatched, but it turned out to arrest a group of half-grown children.

In the director's office, Xu Hongbing stood fearlessly, and sitting in front of him was his majestic father.

Xu Tingge was angry and funny, and asked, "You, the commander, why are you the rank of lieutenant colonel?" ”

Xu Hongbing said: "Comrade Castro is a lieutenant colonel, and no matter how capable I am, I can't compare to him, so I can only be a lieutenant colonel at most." ”

Xu Tingge snorted coldly and said, "You still have self-knowledge." ”

Xu Hongbing said: "Director Xu, I ask you to immediately release our comrades-in-arms of the East Wind Blowing Combat Team. ”

Xu Tingge said: "I played a majestic role in front of your Lao Tzu, you get out of me!" ”

Xu Hongbing said: "Let's go." "Walk away.

Xu Tingge scolded: "Little X raised him better than your father." ”

In early August, the backbone members of the organization under the leadership of Xu Hongbing, got on the carriage and ran to Beijing, Zheng Jiefu was also among them, he obtained his mother's consent, and went to Beijing with the team to visit his father.

The train went north, the Red Guards who were blown by the east wind were high-spirited, sang revolutionary songs, and also helped the conductor to fetch hot water, clean up, along the way at various stations, and came up some foreign Red Guard organizations, everyone shared the food, sang to the face, all the way full of singing and laughter finally arrived at Beijing Station, it was dawn, the railway station square was crowded, gathered the Red Guards from all over the world, Beijing received someone, the big thermos barrel was filled with mung bean soup, free to drink, the south and north tones are available, the scene is very lively.

Xu Hongbing unfurled the red flag, on which was the words of the Jiangdong East Wind Blowing Combat Team, just as the red sun jumped out of the horizon, and the morning sun sprinkled on the red flag, reflecting the young faces of the soldiers, everyone was very excited.

Beijing, here we come!

The Red Guards in the capital were responsible for receiving comrades-in-arms from all over the country, arranging free food and lodging for them, everyone lived in the guest house of the organs, the boys were crammed into one room, and the girls were crammed into the same room, the conditions were very difficult, but everyone was very happy in their hearts, a middle-aged cadre wearing glasses came to meet them, he said: "You have worked hard, you have come to Beijing this time, to the capital of the proletarian revolution, to the source of the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution, after a lot of hard work, not afraid of strong winds and rains, your actions are very correct, Chairman Mao also vigorously supported and advocated that you should bring the flame of revolution to all parts of the country! ”

Everyone applauded desperately, thinking that what the leader said was too good, only to learn afterwards that this person turned out to be the leader of the Central Cultural Revolution Group, Comrade Chen Boda.

Because it was a collective action, Zheng Zeru did not go home to visit his father, and lived with his comrades-in-arms until August 18, when they came to the long-awaited *** square with Red Guards from all over the country to be inspected by Chairman Mao and his old man.

Because of the late arrival, the members of the East Wind Blowing Combat Team could only stand on the edge of the square, on the huge square, red flags fluttering, crowds of people, all green uniforms, red books, the atmosphere of the scene made people's hearts beat faster, and the fighting spirit was high.

Most of the comrades-in-arms came to Beijing for the first time, and for the first time they saw the symbol of the revolutionary holy land, everyone was so excited that they shed tears, and no matter who started the battle, as long as someone shouted slogans, they followed the shouting, shouting until they were hoarse and hoarse.

Suddenly, the crowd surged forward, and someone shouted: "Chairman Mao is out!" Many of the female students cried on the spot, and some of the weaker students fainted because of the heat and excitement, and were helped out of the square.

Zheng Jiefu is short and can't see anything when he jumps, so he discussed with his classmate Ma Jingsheng: "I'll ride your neck first, and then you ride me to see, how about it?" ”

Ma Jingsheng is also short, and he is worried that he can't see ***, so he immediately agreed.

Zheng Jiefu stepped on Ma Jingsheng's neck, and the whole person immediately became much taller, looking at the mountains, he could see the red flags rolling on the city tower in the distance, and suddenly a familiar voice came out of the loudspeaker: "Hello classmates." ”

It's Chairman Mao's voice! As soon as Zheng Jiefu was excited, his pants were wet, and he drenched Ma Jingsheng's neck, and when he reached out and touched it, it was hot and sassy.