This is not a book to entertain the public, from the moment it was born, it has taken on part of the responsibility and mission, what I write should be written, it is what I am going to use to pass on to the world, not to let it be a flash in the pan to entertain the public, the books that entertain the public are grinding a lot, and if you feel that the money is unjust, find other books to read.

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After the Great Famine passed, my grandmother saved money to send my father and my aunt to school. My father was twelve years old when he was in the first grade of elementary school, and my aunt was eleven years old.

My father and my aunt had to pay about four dollars a year for tuition at that time, and the two of them combined for four yuan to buy a homework book and a pencil or something, which was simply ...... A new pencil can excite my father and aunt for days, and my brother and sister use it together until they can't hold the pencil with their fingers and are reluctant to throw it away; The homework book, of course, is written on both sides until it can no longer be written, and it is used as toilet paper. Compared with their two brothers and sisters, my mother was even more miserable, only went to school for a year and a half, because my grandmother was partial, my mother only went to the second grade of primary school, and when the school started in the second half of the year, my grandmother did not let my mother go to school, and lied to my mother that when the family had money in the future, in fact, my grandmother wanted to use all the money on my uncle. My grandmother thought that she was a daughter-in-law back then, and she had a few valuable private goods in her hands, and she could let my mother finish elementary school with any one of them, but she didn't do it, she was eccentric. My mother was coaxed and beaten out of school by my grandmother, and my mother felt very aggrieved every time she mentioned it.

A few years ago, there was a famine, and it has not been a safe life, and the kung fu that my grandfather taught my father has also wasted a lot for him, at this time, he picked it up again, and found Wang Xiaoshun's son Wang Sihe to practice martial arts together every day, and the relationship between the two people is also like that of brothers, going to school together and practicing martial arts together.

My grandmother wanted to teach my father a little bit of these crafts at home, but perhaps because the school taught them was contrary to the crafts at home, my father was very disgusted with these crafts in our family, and he forgot about them. My grandmother can't help it, I feel that this craft may be lost in my own hands, think about why my grandfather wanted to pass on this craft to her, don't you just want her to pass it on, seeing that my father is unwilling to learn, my grandmother can only sigh in her heart all day long.

At this time, my grandmother still had to work in the team every day to earn a share of the work. What is the work, one day is equal to one work, and the full score of one work is ten points, which is the work. Some work is light, some work is heavy, some people do it well, some people do it badly, so there is the same work for one day, the score is not the same, and there are very few people who get ten points out of ten. "Ten cents" is probably equal to a dime at that time, and it will be settled at the end of the year. Because my grandmother is a woman, she only pays five cents a job at most, that is to say, my grandmother earns five cents a day, but at that time, money was not very good, you couldn't buy things with money, and you had to make food stamps, and there were many items that were available in limited quantities, and you could only buy them through the back door with acquaintances.

The days passed like this, because there were still eight towns in the village at this time, and there was basically nothing evil in the village, and occasionally a child lost his soul or something, and my grandmother didn't have to go, so she taught the child's parents how to call the soul, and let them call it in private.

Two years ago, Wang Caoyu's son, Wang Xiaoshun's father, Wang Shicheng, died.

Since the death of my grandfather and my grandfather, Wang Shicheng's family has helped my grandmother a lot, because it is a family friend of several generations, and the relationship between the two families has always been very good. Wang Shicheng's family, like my grandmother's family, is a landlord.

Fast forward to 1966, when my grandmother was forty-eight years old, my father was seventeen, my mother was fifteen, and my aunt was fifteen.

After the autumn harvest, four or five young people came to the market, both men and women, all dressed in green uniforms, with red armbands on their arms, on which were written "Erqi Red Guards".

When the cadres of our small mountain village, a poor and remote village, have seen the noble "citizens" from the city, the cadres of the brigade saw them and nodded to them, as if the superior leaders had come to inspect them.

When a few young people came to the village, they immediately asked the school to be closed and held a meeting, saying that the Cultural Revolution was going on all over the country, and your village had to do the same. The main thing is to break the four olds, establish the four new, defeat the ghosts, snakes, and gods, and bring down the "five black categories", that is: landlords, rich peasants, counterrevolutionaries, bad elements, and rightists.

First of all, the villagers were asked to hand over all the old books and old objects at home. According to my father, the crossroads in the village were piled up with old books and old objects like hills, and there were also some of our ancestors' "walking instruments", which were distributed to other people's families during the land reform, and then my grandfather asked the family for it, but the family just refused to give it. In the end, all the people who were given to the "Municipal Youth Office" were burned.

After that, he began to check the roots of each villager, landlords, rich peasants, cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, etc., and drew a clear line with them. Immediately afterwards, he began to take some poor peasant children in the village to smash the old temples and lonely graves in the village, and at that time the small temple of the headless officer was also smashed, and the bullet was also smashed out, and those people were reported to the city, and a group of people came down from the city, and Huanghuadong was wiped out, Xinyangzi was forced to hang, several apprentices died and crippled, and Chen Hui, a disciple of the closed door, fled into the mountains with Xinyangzi's youngest apprentice, and did not appear in our house until decades later.

Then, the people of the Municipal Youth Office gathered together the landlords and rich peasants, cattle ghosts, snake spirits and gods in the village, and asked the so-called villagers who were suffering and suffering, who were brutally exploited by these landlords and rich peasants, and who were bewitched and persecuted by cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods to stand up and point out the "heinous crimes" of these people.

These landlords, rich peasants, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods stood in a row on the platform, wearing big pointed hats made of newspapers and big signs hanging on their bodies. The sign hanging around my grandmother's neck has the most words written on it, which reads: "Down with the cow, ghost, snake, god, and landlord Bai Shouzhi"

The people from the Municipal Youth Office asked the villagers to come up one by one to accuse my grandmother of her crimes, saying how my grandmother persecuted their family like a rooster crowing in the middle of the night, how she promoted feudal superstitions, how she refused to seek medical treatment when she was sick, and how she delayed the illness of her children.

Most people in the village still have a conscience and are unwilling to slander my grandmother, saying that my grandmother is not guilty and is a good person. However, those people from the Municipal Youth Office don't say that, you say that Bai Shouzhi is not guilty, then you are covering her, you are guilty of the same crime as her, do you say it?

According to my father, those people in the village were also forced to have no choice but to follow the nonsense of those people in the city youth office.

In the end, a criticism meeting was held, one by one, so that these landlords, rich peasants, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods would admit their mistakes and admit that they were guilty. At that time, all these objects in our family were stolen, and the plaques of our family, the short sword of my grandfather, and the Shoufang sword left by Wang Shoudao were all lost at that time. The Shoufang sword was later used as firewood to cook porridge, and the pot of porridge killed three people, perhaps because of food poisoning, or maybe because the sword was angry. By the way, the eight town stones erected in the village were also dug up and smashed into several pieces for these people, and later they were given to the villagers to return to the foundation.

At the criticism meeting just mentioned, as well as the criticism meeting, a few people called my grandmother into a room, tied her hands upside down with a rope, and asked my grandmother to kneel on the high stool, and the face of the high stool could barely kneel down a person.

Asked: "Bai Shouzhi, do you plead guilty or not?" ”

If you confess your sin, then you'll be fine, but if you ask, "What crime have I committed?" "Kick you off the high stool with a kick, because your hands are tied, kick you from behind, and hit your head first when you hit the ground.

My grandmother was upright and did not admit her guilt, and she was kicked off the stool again and again by these people, and her head was broken and bleeding. In the end, I was confused.

He asked again: "Bai Shouzhi, do you admit your guilt?" ”

My grandmother was already in a daze at this point, and she didn't say anything.

I can't say anything, there is a city youth office, took a thermos pot, pulled the back of my grandmother's neck, a pot of hot water poured into my grandmother's neck, my grandmother screamed hysterically!

Until the day my grandmother died, these burns on the neck and back are still vivid!

At that time, those people were no longer human, they were all beasts!

That time, my grandmother was carried home by several villagers, my father was no longer in school at that time, and when I saw my grandmother being beaten like this, she was about to go out with a woodcutter, just imagine, my father was seventeen or eighteen years old at the time, it was the age when the blood and qi were just causing trouble, and his own mother was beaten like this, who the could swallow this breath, hack one to death, hack two to earn one.

My aunt hugged my father's back and didn't let him get into trouble. My grandmother came to her senses at this time and saw my father carrying a knife to fight hard, and my grandmother was not in a hurry, and said to my father, "Zhenlong, pour a bowl of water for my mother, my mother is thirsty." ”

My father was a dutiful son, relatively speaking, he was much more filial than my grandfather and my grandfather, and he never disobeyed my grandmother's words.

My father poured a bowl of water for my grandmother, and my grandmother looked into the bowl and said to my father with a smile, "Zhenlong, what do you see in this bowl?" ”

My father looked into the bowl and there was nothing but a little steaming of the water in the bowl.

My grandmother said, "There's something else in this bowl of water, take a closer look." ”

My father looked into the bowl again and said to my grandmother, "Mom, there's nothing in this water." ”

My grandmother said with certainty, "Yes, take a closer look." ”

My father put down the knife in his hand and looked at it carefully. On that day, my father didn't go out to cut people.

However, he remembered this hatred, and remembered the faces and names of the people who beat my grandmother clearly!

At that time, Wang Xiaoshun, because he was a landlord, was also among the critics, so my father discussed with Wang Xiaoshun's son Wang Sihe to find an opportunity to take revenge on those people from the Municipal Youth Office.

Soon after, he really took revenge on them, and caused a big mess