In December 1967, an unprecedented cold snap swept through the city, which had always been regarded as the gateway to the Son of Heaven, and the land of China was experiencing an unprecedented catastrophe. Compared with the countryside, urban life is still quite superior, the monthly grain and oil are somewhat guaranteed, although it is not enough, but after all, it is much stronger than the white potato noodles in the countryside, and the shadow of the famine (1959-1961, the ************ that affected the whole country, and the folk is also called "famine") is too deep in people's hearts.

As a clerk of the school reform committee, Zhang Guozhong has been full of sadness recently, because the revolutionary committee has given him a very unreliable task, that is, to write an article criticizing feudal superstition.

Zhang Guozhong is a secondary school teacher, originally studied in this school, and later because of good grades, stayed in school as a teacher, don't underestimate the secondary school, in that era, the admission to the secondary school can be much more difficult than the current Tsinghua University entrance examination, * before, people who can't get into the secondary school, only to go to high school, until the middle of the reform and opening up, the secondary school graduates at that time, absolutely can be regarded as real intellectuals.

For Zhang Guozhong, who had almost a perfect score in Chinese at the time of graduation, a critical article is simply a fabrication, from the secretary of the principal to the famous general of World War II, as long as it is written by Zhang Guozhong, he will definitely become an incurable scumbag. However, I really can't write the late Qing Dynasty edition of "Maoshan Tuzhi" copied from the party secretary of the school.

What is written in the book is full of methods such as how to subdue demons and catch ghosts, as well as some illustrations similar to martial arts, some plants and artifacts that I have never heard of, and some inexplicable things, as well as the quirky use of these things, what makes Zhang Guozhong even more puzzled, is to describe how to solve some seemingly sick human symptoms, but the methods are very unbelievable, such as the soil under the eaves, drinking sesame oil soaked in ancient copper coins, etc., which are completely unbounded.

When you say that this thing is bad, you must explain the cause and effect, where the bad is, why it is bad, what bad it has brought to the masses, and what kind of thing is not bad. If it is a criticism of the deification legend such as "Liao Zhai", it is easy to write, but the book in front of me does not seem to be harmful to people, at most it is said that what is written in this book is fake and deceitful, but deception and poison are completely two concepts, and it is definitely not bad to write it as deception, and the only requirement of the Revolutionary Committee is to describe this kind of thing as a big cancer that has poisoned the Chinese nation for 5,000 years, but in Zhang Guozhong's view, this statement is impossible to talk about at all, and the book does not write that the living people are used to sacrifice or kill people and set fires. At most, let people flush the soil under the eaves and drink it, is this a scourge to the Chinese nation for thousands of years? As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Guozhong was at a loss.

Two weeks have passed, Zhang Guozhong has been reading this "Maoshan Atlas", hoping to find some flaws in it, but the content of the book seems to be marginal, but it actually reads flawlessly. At this time, Zhang Guozhong's grandfather came down from the attic tremblingly, "Child, what is written in that book is true, if you don't believe it, you can find someone to try." "You traitor to the proletariat, I have nothing to do with you! Do not interfere with my revolutionary work! ”

Since his grandfather was labeled as a traitor, Zhang Guozhong's family is no different from the ministers who were raided in ancient times, first his father was criticized and then expelled in the factory, and then his own entry into the group was blocked, and the glass of his house was also smashed by outsiders. Since then, Zhang Guozhong's grandfather can only live alone in the attic that leaks on all sides, although the family is distressed, but there is no way, the Zhang family and a few neighbors live in a wooden western-style building in the original Italian leased land, their every move is watched by the neighbors, except for secretly stuffing a cotton mattress for the grandfather in the middle of the night, as long as the day makes a little intimate move, they are in danger of being reported by the neighbors.

Grandpa smiled and walked downstairs step by step holding on to the wall, but grandpa's words gave Zhang Guozhong a great wake-up call, "Yes, I'll find someone with the same symptoms as the one described in the book, and try it with the method in the book, if it doesn't work, then this set of things will not be self-defeating!" To be honest, Zhang Guozhong at this time still didn't believe in these unbelievable contents in the book.

However, the symptoms described in the book are really not easy to find. With the letter of introduction from the Revolutionary Committee, Zhang Guozhong visited hundreds of households in a week, but did not find a similar situation, and just as Zhang Guozhong was about to give up this needle-in-a-haystack search and find another way, a piece of news reached Zhang Guozhong's ears.

On this morning, Xiao Liu of the Revolutionary Committee went to Zhang Guozhong's house and told Zhang Guozhong that Wei Laoer, the secretary of the party committee of the school, was dead (all those who were criticized had to be removed from their honorific titles and given a nickname, and when they criticized Lin and Kong, even the old master Kong was given the nickname of Kong Laoer, not to mention this unknown and unknown secretary), he committed suicide in fear of sin, and his daughter-in-law was crazy, but she was very sane, but she was just talking nonsense from time to time, talking about the whole time when Wei Lao Er was young, and the Revolutionary Committee thought that his daughter-in-law wanted to retract the confession to Wei Lao Er, Let Zhang Guozhong go to interrogate Wei Lao Er and his daughter-in-law together, and then write a letter of criticism.

The news made Zhang Guozhong's heart move, because the symptoms of Wei's second daughter-in-law seemed to be very consistent with some of the symptoms described in "Maoshan Tuzhi", "As long as I try it with the methods in the book, if it doesn't work, then the argument will be there." After thinking about it, Zhang Guozhong kicked the vinegar bottle at home in his bag, put on a pen and paper and a grapefruit leaf found in advance, and set off with Xiao Liu.

When he arrived at Wei Laoer's house, Zhang Guozhong couldn't help but feel sad. To tell the truth, Secretary Wei was very kind during his lifetime, and he was erudite and talented, pro-qin, chess, calligraphy and painting omnipotent, for a long time Zhang Guozhong used to worship Secretary Wei, but at this time, Secretary Wei's house was no different from the broken temple without incense for decades, and it was a mess after smashing and looting everywhere, only Secretary Wei's wife was lying on the bed alone, drooling in her mouth, talking nonsense, and beside the bed, there were several young students and teachers with serious faces.

Zhang Guozhong sat directly on the ground from finding Zhang Po Newspaper, carefully observing Secretary Wei's wife, and listening carefully to every word of his words.

"How could I be a traitor? I joined the party at the age of 38, and when Tianjin was liberated, I was the captain of the school picket, and I also arrested spies and made meritorious contributions. When she said these words, Secretary Wei's wife had a dull gaze but a fierce tone, and the whole room was filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Do you think he is really mentally ill, or is he pretending to be sick and trying to excuse Wei Laoer? The record of catching spies that he said is indeed true, it's really weird, Wei Lao Er never mentioned this matter before his death, and even Principal Chen didn't know that there was such a thing. Xiao Liu secretly muttered to Zhang Guozhong. Shhhh ”