Zhao Wenxiong Dongxiu's newlywed aunt Yan'er had a big fight, Dahong and a group of children gathered around to join in the fun, Yang Dahan'er was very embarrassed, and forcibly dragged it away and said, "Are you hungry?" Zhao Wenxiong wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "Big brother, we were chatting about a sad life, and she suddenly turned her face and grabbed a handful of big judges." also said that I had not been reformed well, and insisted on pulling me to divorce. Aunt Dongxiu wanted to argue, but Yang Dahan'er glared at her and shouted: "As the saying goes, the eldest brother is the father and the eldest sister-in-law is the mother, and the father and mother die early...... If anyone dares to be seven, three, eight, or four, don't blame me for being grumpy. ”

The ninth sister-in-law dragged and persuaded Dongxiu's aunt into the back room, and Yang Dahan'er said: "Wenxiong, you are a person who asks questions from the university, you obviously know that she is a wooden head, not to mention that a woman has long hair and short knowledge, how can you be as knowledgeable as her?" "Brother, she, she's not reasonable at all." "Then tell me, everyone in the world is reasonable, why did you end up here?"

Dahong and the gang broke up, Zhao Wenxiong was speechless, Yang Dahan'er turned around and walked to himself, and said to himself: "It's a strange thing, the scars on my body haven't healed yet, but why do you forget the pain?" Zhao Wenxiong didn't dare to say anything, and sat on the stone pier in front of the door with a sigh, and the inexplicable past of the year came to his heart.

Zhao Wenxiong graduated from Shujiang Normal University and was assigned to Chongjiang No. 1 Middle School to teach, and during the winter vacation, he concentrated on closed studies in the county and held meetings day and night. The county leaders came to the scene to mobilize and said: "Everyone is relieved to put forward their opinions, and the more they are, the more loyal they are." Zhao Wenxiong said to his best colleagues: "In all dynasties and dynasties, only let the people of the world prostrate themselves on the ground and shout long live, how can there be such a person to give him advice, it is rare!" The colleague nodded, and Zhao Wenxiong stood up and said, "It's okay for anything, I have no opinion." It's just that this grain is purchased and sold, more than 20 catties in January, there is a shortage of non-staple food, and my stomach is large, so I am really helpless. I'm not afraid of jokes, although I'm short, I have to eat two or three earthen bowls a meal. ”

The hall laughed, and the colleague nodded in approval. The county leader improvised praise and said: "Comrades, this is called loyalty. Everyone must learn from him. ”

It seems that in the blink of an eye, the layout of the venue has changed. Banners were posted on both sides of the platform, on the left: after the enemy with a gun has been destroyed, on the right: the enemy without a gun remains. When people walked into the venue, they muttered to themselves, this enemy who doesn't hold a gun...... To whom?

Zhao Wenxiong has been praised many times recently, so naturally he didn't care, and still squeezed to the front of the meeting and sat down. Seeing that the county leaders were coming to the venue again today, I thought to myself that I had prepared an opinion, which would surely make the leaders praise again. The best colleague next to him, his brain was not idle, and he secretly thought: "Could it be that the wind direction is about to change?" ”

The county leader's face sank like a dark cloud before a storm, and he said categorically: "Comrades, I did not expect that a large number of rightists and careerists and conspirators with ulterior motives would launch a rampant attack on us. This is a life-and-death struggle, more insidious and more terrifying than a heavily armed enemy on the battlefield, and there is no room for mercy. Everyone must keep their eyes open, use their brains more, dig them out, and cut them to the roots! ”

The county leader stopped talking, his eyes scanned the venue back and forth, and Zhao Wenxiong couldn't help but tremble all over. The county leader suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "Zhao Wenxiong of Chongjiang No. 1 Middle School, stand up!" ”

Zhao Wenxiong stood up trembling and trembling, and the county leader said: "I remember that not long ago, you viciously attacked the policy of unified purchase and marketing of grain under the pretext of not having enough to eat, so as to achieve an ulterior motive. What do you say, you have to eat a few clay bowls at a meal, and you want to eat us. ”

The best colleague next to Zhao Wenxiong stood up and exposed: "Don't say I don't know, I'm shocked when I say it." Zhao Wenxiong, you are hiding too deeply, and I only saw your true face today......" Zhao Wenxiong was silent, and he glanced at him, and he continued to expose: "You once said: Most of the current cadres are big and coarse, and they know what economic construction is. The county leader improvised and said: "Comrades, this is called a firm stance and a clear attitude, and everyone must learn from him." The host led the audience to chant the slogan: "Resolutely beat down the arrogance of the rightists!" ”

As a result, Zhao Wenxiong wanted good colleagues and friends, and people he knew or even didn't know, swarming to stand up and expose criticism. Suddenly, the big hat on his head was stacked into a tall pyramid, which was about to crush his head and crush his body.

Click, he was handcuffed and handcuffed, and he was escorted to the stage and bent down to accept the criticism of the exposé. At this moment, loyalty, treachery, good and evil, it depends on who pulls the board machine first to the other party, or bombs indiscriminately. In the blink of an eye, three or five, a group of teams, pulled out and put them on the stage. Soon, Zhao Wenxiong was dismissed from public office and sent to the sixth team of Moon River Village for labor reform.

After a night of storms, a fiery red sun rose in the morning.

Grandma Dahong woke up from a groggy sleep, and she didn't know what time it was. got up and walked out of the yard with bamboo crutches, dragging his swollen legs out of the yard and sighed: "The sky has eyes, and there will finally be a life-saving rain." She thought, "I've contracted swelling and haven't been out of the yard for a long time." The roads are not muddy after a shower, and the weather is good, so why not go out and breathe. ”

She climbed up the back mountain bag, exhausted and out of breath. Looking around, I don't see the big cypress trees and green bar trees in the past, and the bare purple-red mountain bags in the past. couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, this little bit of belongings left by the ancestors has also made the losers tossed, so that the children and grandchildren can live wow." ”

She stood like a tearful stone wrapped in a mountain, Yang Anbang wore a red strap, smoked a dry cigarette, and smiled Mimi's initiative to say hello: "Grandma Dahong, where did you get this leisure today?" ”

Yang Anbang took the initiative to greet people in the Moon River, just like the sun coming out of the west. This is not only because Dahong's grandmother is his eldest son, and she also saved his life before liberation, but his mother told him on her deathbed that he must repay his kindness. Especially before Yang Wudeng pumped out the steel, he was the cadre in charge of him in the village. He somewhat understands in his heart: the vicissitudes of the world, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. Therefore, when the pot was collected and the iron was smashed, Grandma Dahong was allowed to leave the iron casserole, and the rations could be taken home.

"Yang Anbang, what are you doing here?" "Check the production." Grandma Dahong picked up the bamboo cane, pointed to the bare hillside, and muttered a few words. Yang Anbang felt incredible, smiled and shook his head: "Hey, you are this original." Old man, what are you talking about, what is the way to do it above? "But you, your conscience is long? The mountain has become the head of the monk, let people drink the wind? "Hahaha, you don't have to worry about it, our grain yields 300,000 catties per mu. No, the Commune just awarded me a red strap. "How much?" "300,000 catties." "Fuck you! Think I'm confused, don't you? You forced everyone to cut the rice from several fields and pile it up in one field to calculate the yield per mu, and it was not possible to coax the ghosts. Even if you scrape all the mud on this land, it won't weigh 300,000 catties. Do less sin! ”

Yang Anbang prevaricated and turned around and walked away, scolding in his heart: "Old stubborn, if you change someone else, you would have been arrested earlier." Grandma Dahong looked at his back and sighed: "Alas, if there was an afterlife, I would never have saved someone like him in the first place!" ”

In the evening, Xiong Qiniang came to the door of Dahong's grandmother with wild vegetable soup and knocked on the door: "Mom, Mom." There was no movement in the house, she tried to push the door and turn on the light, and Grandma Dahong was lying on the ground......

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Xiong Niang howled and cried.

The next day, the neighbors wrapped the body of Grandma Dahong's body in a bamboo mat that she had slept on before her death, and carried it to the back hillside to bury her. The relatives cried together, and Dahong stood under the yellow cypress tree with tears in his eyes and thought: "Grandma is starving to death, why didn't Yang Anbang and Zhang Hanwen starve to death in their families?" He didn't understand it, and he cried out loud.