Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

The farm work in the fields has been completed, and the children have gone to school dutifully. After a busy year, the villagers are about to start the cat winter. This is the most leisurely period of the year, and it is also their favorite time.

day. Of course, there is one more important thing to do before Cat Winter. Of course, it is to pay the public rations.

Every summer and autumn, after the grain is harvested, a large part of it must be handed over to the country to support national construction. The villagers call it public grain, and the remaining small part belongs to the village collective.

Every year in summer and autumn, after the crops are harvested, farmers can be seen everywhere driving ox carts or small carts filled with grain to go to the commune to share the grain.

This is the day when Qinghewan delivers public grain. Two days ago, the village chief calculated this year's grain harvest. This year's harvest is not bad. After excluding what is handed over to the state, the remaining portion is enough to ensure that the villagers will not go hungry.

Stomach. The village chief has been cheerful all day these two days. The fact that he can keep the villagers full in years like this shows that he is very qualified as a village chief.

Today Du's father is also going with him, and Ya'er is also interested when he hears it. Now all the friends in the village have gone to school, and Ya'er has nothing to do except teasing the squirrel that sleeps all day.

Let's get some work done and chat a bit. Well, I heard that Daddy Du was going to the town, so I made a fuss about going with him.

"Dad, please take Ya'er with you. Ya'er promises to be good. I also want to go to the scrap station to help my brothers find little books." In addition to chatting, Ya'er also wanted to go to the commune's scrap collection station.

Let’s see if we can find any treasures in exchange.[

Father Du has always had no principles towards Ya'er. When he sees his little girl acting coquettishly towards him, he can go if he wants to. Many villagers are here this time, so he is not afraid that no one will be watching Ya'er.

After breakfast, Ya'er smiled and waved to her brothers when her brothers looked like "you sneaked away again and you didn't tell us" and followed Du Daddy to join everyone. As she walked, she turned back to her brothers.

Shouted, "Brother, little brother, you should listen carefully to the teacher's lecture, I will bring you delicious food.".

Ya'er was placed on the first oxcart of the grain delivery team by Du's father. The driver was an experienced cart driver in the village. It was said that he had been driving carts for 30 years. People in the village called him the cart boss.

There were bags of grain sitting under Ya'er's butt, and she looked back at the long grain delivery team. There were only two oxcarts in Qinghewan, and the rest were small carts owned by uncles and uncles in the village. The mountain road was full of bumps.

It was not easy to walk. Although it was early winter, my forehead was covered with sweat. Although I was tired, I was proud.

The convoy moved very slowly, and it was almost noon when we could see the commune compound from a distance. There was a big sign hanging next to the door that read "Red Flag Commune Revolutionary Military Committee", referred to as the Revolutionary Committee. In fact, this commune was not originally called

This name. But since Director Wu became the second in command of the commune, in his words, he must respond to calls at all times and everywhere, so he changed the original Xiaoqingshan Commune to a name with the characteristics of the times, such as Hongqi Commune.

At this point, the food delivery team in Qinghe Bay finally couldn't move any further. Why, because the front was blocked tightly. Looking at the people in front, many of them were still holding something in their hands. * Quotations from the Chairman, often

The old village chief who came to the commune for a meeting knew immediately that something was going on. What was going on? A struggle meeting was being held. During the criticism meeting, many people had quotations in their hands, for fear that they would use it when they wanted to say something.

Wrong. It can be said that many fellow villagers cannot read a single Chinese character, but when it comes to quotations, they are very familiar with them. They just open their mouths and say a sentence. Sometimes they have to recite a quotation first before even saying hello.

In the past few years, criticism meetings have been held every three days in the commune. Especially after Director Wu became the second-in-command, it happened almost every day. As for the target of criticism, Director Wu didn't worry at all. He had a small notebook, which was densely packed with information.

Remember people with reactionary tendencies. From teachers in schools to ordinary people who accidentally say something, as long as someone informs them, they will be criticized. When Director Wu has a whim, he will also flip through his little book and click on it.

Criticize the person written on that page. At this time, people usually have to think carefully about every word they say, just for fear of accidentally violating some taboo.

When the village chief saw that the convoy was crowded and couldn't get in, he went in alone. He wanted to inquire about the situation and couldn't let the villagers go back. After a while, the village chief squeezed back again, sweating profusely.

"No one is collecting public grain now. The leaders of the commune are busy holding a criticism meeting. They said that all the folks in our village should also participate, and the public grain cannot be collected until the criticism meeting is over." In this era, nothing is as big as class struggle.

ah.

Finally, it was agreed that a few people would be left to look after the grain, and the rest would follow them to the commune yard for a denouncement meeting. Du's father was worried about leaving Ya'er alone in the bullock cart, so he picked her up and squeezed in with the villagers.

The courtyard of the commune. In her last life, Ya'er had often heard the elders who had experienced the Communist Party talk about the brutality of the struggle. After all, those university experts and professors were the key targets of the Communist Party's criticism. However, although this generation was born in this era, they have not yet experienced it.

How would the criticism meeting be held? Thinking of this, Ya'er looked around with wide eyes. At this moment, she didn't realize that the real situation was far more tragic than she imagined.

Ya'er was looking at it curiously, when suddenly someone from the crowd in front shouted, "Make way, make way, the evil elements are coming up, the smelly old nine is coming up." Ya'er was startled, and Father Du hugged his daughter when he saw this.

It was so tight that I couldn’t help but regret how I had brought my daughter over to watch some kind of criticism meeting. But now that the criticism meeting had started, I didn’t dare to send my daughter out again.

Ya'er, who was held in Du's arms, had a good view. When she looked over from a distance, she saw that a path had spontaneously opened up in the crowd. Director Wu, who had been to Qinghe Bay, walked arrogantly at the front.

Behind them are two young revolutionary generals with red armbands on their shoulders, pressing down on a middle-aged man wearing shackles. Not only does the middle-aged man wear shackles, he also has a big sign hanging around his neck, which is clearly written in red paint.

"Stinky Nine, Capitalist Roader Zhang Zeyuan".

When they got on the stage, the two young men kicked the middle-aged man's knees hard, and then with a pop, the middle-aged man was thrown to the stage. When his knees fell to the stage, the sound made was shocking.

Everyone couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. These two young generals were really cruel. However, although everyone thought so in their hearts, no one dared to say it out loud. If anyone showed any signs of it, he would be the next one to kneel on the stage.

Director Wu stood in the center with high spirits, ready to use all his strength to criticize and fight. This is the most guilty person in his hands. In the past, they were all small-scale crimes, and it was really not enough to criticize him.

Thinking of this, Director Wu raised his hand, and the two young generals immediately grabbed the shackles around the middle-aged man's neck and pulled him back hard. The middle-aged man's painful and numb expression immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It was a kind of numbness.

He could no longer feel the numbness of physical pain. The people below the stage could clearly see his expression. At this moment, many people felt that they couldn't bear it. If they continued to criticize and fight, this person would be finished.

Seeing the fiercely criticized Ya'er for the first time, she felt pain, numbness, and sadness in her heart. It could be said that it was a mixed bag of emotions. But none of this could compare to Ya'er's shock when she saw the appearance of the middle-aged man. She knew this person.

No, to be precise, it was the person whom Du Xuanjin in her previous life had known for more than thirty years. Zhang Zeyuan was an academician at the School of Medicine at University B. Du Xuanjin in her previous life had asked him many questions during her college years.

In Du Xuanjin's impression, he was an old man with profound knowledge, noble medical ethics, but also very easy-going. Du Xuanjin had eaten at his house more than once and played chess with him. In Du Xuanjin's heart, he regarded him as her grandfather.

I respect him all the same. It is a pity that Du Xuanjin died of illness less than a year after graduation. Ya'er never thought that when she had the opportunity to see this dear and respectable elder again, it would be in such a tragic occasion.

Ya'er, who was deep in thought, was awakened by another burst of shouting. "Folks, you must see clearly the sinful face of this stinky old capitalist roader. You must always keep class struggle in mind," Director Wu shouted through a small speaker.

One sound.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were drawn to him, Director Wu coughed and continued to shout, "Folks, we must always be vigilant and completely draw a clear line with these capitalist roaders. They are our enemies, and we must take these

The anti-revolutionaries, the lackeys of capitalism, and the stinky old nine can no longer get up after criticizing them. We must criticize them every day and criticize them all the time.”

The criticism meeting continued under the impassioned words of Director Wu. Every time Director Wu said a few words, he would look at Zhang Zeyuan. The two young revolutionary generals at the back also cooperated very well. Seeing that he still had the expression of refusing to admit guilt, they just

Kicked Zhang Zeyuan. But Zhang Zeyuan always kept his back straight and said nothing. Hum, none of the people they had criticized in the past had not pleaded guilty. Feeling that they had lost face, the two young generals could not help but feel resentment in their hearts, and their feet became more and more angry.

Use force. In the entire commune compound, apart from Director Wu's high-pitched and loud criticism, the only sound left was the sound of thumping, thumping feet kicking Zhang Zeyuan on the back.[

Many people below couldn't bear to look at the tragic scene of the criticism, but they didn't dare not look at it. Director Wu above was staring at them. Today's scene is not really suitable for those who live in a mountain cave all day long.

For the villagers of Qinghewan who had witnessed the cruelty of the criticism, the impact was too great. In their simple ideas, they really could not understand why they criticized this powerful-sounding expert. Shouldn't experts be respected?

They felt confused and felt that the people being criticized seemed to be innocent, but they had no choice but to join in the criticism.

Others didn't notice Ya'er's expression, but Daddy Du, who had been holding her, could clearly see the tears on Ya'er's face, and he was shocked. The child was really frightened, "Ya'er, don't be afraid.

"Daddy is here." Du, while coaxing Ya'er, complained about these Red Guards who had nothing to do all day long.

Until Zhang Zeyuan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fainted on the stage, this respectable scholar kept his spine straight. The target of the criticism fainted after being criticized, so the criticism meeting was temporarily suspended and the criticism will continue tomorrow. Zhang Zeyuan was just casually

was forgotten on the table.