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In the years after '78, one of the biggest problems facing Beijing and many other places at that time was the problem of law and order.

Human nature is a process of continuous pursuit of better and more comfortable, no one wants to suffer, when the only firm belief is shattered by foreign cultural shock, human nature will be uncontrollably exposed.

Culture. Big. In the years after the end of the revolutionary revolution, countless intellectuals who had poured into the countryside with Chairman Mao's sentence that "the vast number of intellectuals should be re-educated by the poor and middle peasants" began to do their best to return to the city. The poor life in the countryside still can't keep these restless hearts.

A large number of educated youths have returned again, and they have changed from intellectual youths to unemployed youths. Idle and in the age of restlessness, the bad guys are not scary, they are afraid that the bad guys are educated. So in the years since, social security has been getting worse and worse year by year, and many of these people have been former Red Guards. Under the influence of the anarchist legacy of smashing, looting, and burning, there were many sensational murders, robberies, rapes, and other major crimes. It completely became a cancer that disturbed the hearts of the people at that time.

In August of 83, the first real crackdown was finally ushered in. Many older people may have gone through that stage, when every once in a while, people would be tied up and paraded in public, and then pulled into the woods by police cars and shot.

At that time, the strike hard was really iron-faced and selfless, and the most sensational thing was that Zhu Guohua, the grandson of Generalissimo Zhu Dezhu at that time, was also shot for hooliganism.

There is a wooden sign on the chest with the name, gender, age, and crime written on it. The most conspicuous thing is a large black "cross" painted on the name. The face is like earth, or weeping bitterly, which has become the truest portrayal of these people in the face of death and shame.

For half a year, Leng Qi didn't remember how many places he and Ma Zi and Li Mengkai had traveled to, or how many places he occasionally took the monk Liuqing all over the country, and after each shot, someone had to deal with the place where he was executed. Because, there will always be passers-by who hear crying and laughing in that place at night.

Liu Yuanqing and Chen Yuanhou's bodies were far worse than Leng Qi and Li Mengkai imagined. When the first crackdown was in full swing, Liu Yuanqing could only sit in a chair and listen to some Peking Opera on the radio with his eyes closed. Uncle Du often rambles from time to time, but unfortunately, he can't get a response.

Every time he saw Uncle Du, who wanted to find someone to fight, his dejected appearance, Leng Qi felt an indescribable sourness in his heart.

In late August of that year, on the 14th day of the seventh lunar month, when the last twilight was hidden in the clouds, Uncle Du suddenly stood up, turned off the babbling radio with trembling hands, pinched a pinch of golden tobacco and stuffed it into the somewhat listless smoke pot, and muttered in a low voice: "Take another sip when you come, you old bastard will pick the time, go, go, go faster, and be able to catch up with the festival below......"

Leng Qi, who was holding the ginseng soup, was chilled all over his body for no reason, and the soup bowl overturned on the ground, but Leng Qi seemed to know nothing, the soup was boiled, but the person who drank the soup was gone.

Some people are going to leave after all, and after leaving, they will only miss each other and never see each other.

I don't know how many years later, Leng Qi once absurdly thought that after death, the soul of a person would enter the underworld, so where did the old man who had been rebellious all his life go after he died? If we could see each other again, even if it was just a ghost...... Perhaps, Master and his old man have already been reincarnated.

It's just less than two hours, Ma Zi took the phone and handed it to Leng Qi, and Li Mengkai couldn't cry on the phone......

Li Mengkai cried and said, "Seventh, there will be only the two of us left in the future......"

The next day, Leng Qi took Liu Yuanqing back to his hometown, he had promised the old man that he would take him to his home in the future......

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Ma Zi saw his master cry for the first time that night, and the tears hung on the edge of his red eyes, which looked very funny.

"Lao Liu, let's go, let's go, you don't have to say it, I know what you're thinking about. I told you this turtle grandson that I would bring it into the coffin, and the juniors have their own creations, so don't worry about it......"

Seeing Ma Zi come in, Uncle Du wiped his face a little embarrassed, and said with a stiff face: "Rabbit cub, what are you doing here?" ”

"Master, I don't want to go to that place in the school, I want to go to the place where I cut the queue before winter, there are some things in that old forest that have been promised, you know, the promise made by our Taoist family cannot be easily broken! Also, it's been unstable for a while, people are being shot everywhere, Uncle Liu is gone, there are some things, only Lao Qi can come forward, his rough temperament, and this node, I always can't rest assured that he ......"

Ma Zi thought that he was going to abolish his rhetoric, but he never thought that his master just waved his hand and said: "If you don't go, you won't go, Qiwazi is really not at ease alone, you must remember, you don't need to be persistent if you can't do anything, Lao Liu and I can say that we have been running for most of our lives for those people in the country, and when I'm gone, I don't have much contact with you juniors, if you can help, you can help some, and if you can't help, you don't have to do it, and we are not the only people in the world, ......it's good to be safe and stable."

"Then Master, you ......"

"Don't worry about me, people are old, they can't stand the toss, Lao Liu is gone, this person, if you can't say it, it's gone, old friends and old friends from the past, it's time to see each other, goodbye, no chance......"

After repeatedly driving his apprentice away, the ease and indifference on Uncle Du's face gradually disappeared.

"Lao Liu, we have been stubborn all our lives, and now the mountain character vein of the top thing is gone, and my Lao Du can't be stubborn, the original Qinling file matter, the movement of the seven babies is too big, hehe, the mountain character vein is the capital of the sky, this name is not small, without you, this name is going to kill people! …… I always have to run once, the old days, say hello to those who can say hello, just these stunned boys, and when I go out in the future, I won't have no one to help me......"