Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

A fierce criticism ended with the so-called communists falling into coma, and the thoughtful people slowly left the commune. The confused villagers of Qinghewan also gathered together, and they were going to talk to each other later.

As for public food, this is what they can do, and they can do nothing else. Ya'er really couldn't bear to let that respectable elder endure this kind of torture again, so she returned to the food delivery team to see only the villagers of Qinghewan

At that time, he begged the village chief innocently, "Grandpa, village chief, let's help that Uncle Zhang. He is so powerful. He is an expert and can even see a doctor. No one in the village knows how to see a doctor. But those people just now

My uncle's beating must have hurt him so much that he has fainted now."

After listening to Ya'er's words, he glanced at the man who passed out on the stage from a distance. The village chief was thoughtful. In fact, the village chief was a little doubtful whether Ya'er was really as innocent and cute as he always showed. Why?

I feel like a little fox. The last time Director Wu entered the village, he was a little confused about Ya'er's behavior. Now after hearing what Ya'er said, I feel even more suspicious. If Ya'er is allowed to know the inner activities of the village chief

, I will definitely shout "Old fox, your eyesight is really sharp".

Seeing the flash of light in the little eyes of the village chief who was smiling all day long, Ya'er felt relieved. It seemed that the village chief had an idea. The village chief didn't answer Ya'er's question.

The team went to find the leader of the commune, but the other members were hesitant to speak and looked confused.

"Director Wu, this is the public grain handed over by our village this year. I guarantee it will not be missing a pound." The village chief said with a smile, and handed the specially bought cigarettes to Director Wu.

"The villagers in your village are all good soldiers of the Chairman, and they will continue to work hard next year." Director Wu was still a little impressed by this relatively high-minded village chief.[

"Director Wu, the criticism battle you presided over today was really enjoyable. We should severely criticize the terrorist elements and completely criticize them." Seeing that Director Wu was in a good mood, the village chief continued to flatter him.

"That's right, these rotten intellectuals are really the more reactionary they become the more they know. Tomorrow they will continue to criticize until they admit their crimes." When Director Wu heard the village chief's words, it was like meeting a close friend.

Happy.

"Director Wu, I think the criticism can be more severe. You see, the leaders have to prepare food and accommodation for him, but now he doesn't have to do anything every day. He just criticizes for a short time every day and then faints. I

I feel that these intellectuals should not only be criticized spiritually, but also physically reformed through labor, and go to the most difficult places to participate in labor and do the most tiring work. Didn’t Chairman * say that the working people are the most glorious?", Villager

The chief continued to lie, and the villagers in Qinghewan were all stunned, wondering what the village chief wanted to do.

"Your opinion is good. These intellectuals are the noblest, so they should be sent to the most difficult places for labor reform." Director Wu, who was born as a gangster, has always felt inferior because he cannot read a single Chinese character, so he usually criticizes intellectuals.

It's even more powerful. After listening to the village chief's words, Director Wu thought it was a good idea to let these stinky old men do the dirtiest and most tiring work.

"Let's do this. This Zhang Zeyuan will be taken to your village for reform through labor - you must educate the majority of members and comrades to draw a firm line with him and make him participate in reform through labor. For such stubborn anti-Japanese revolutionaries,

You can reform him with confidence and boldness." To Ya'er, these words were like the sound of nature.

According to Director Wu, Qinghe Bay is the most remote among the more than 30 villages in the commune, and it is located in a mountain nest. Just walking on the mountain road can leave a few bubbles on the soles of your feet. The villagers there go up and down the mountain all day long.

The river is very barbaric and is the best place for transformation. For this kind of stubborn capitalist roader, his self-esteem must be completely destroyed and transformed both physically and mentally.

"Report to the leadership, the majority of community members and comrades in our village will definitely draw a clear line with intellectuals, supervise them to undergo labor reform, and let them do the hardest and most tiring work." The village chief assured Director Wu seriously.

"Well, then this matter is settled. As soon as you pay the public food, he will be taken to your village to undergo labor reform." When Director Wu thought of Zhang Zeyuan's firm refusal to admit his crime, he felt itchy with hatred.

It's really abominable that my subordinates still refuse to admit their guilt.

Next, the group went to the grain depot and handed over the grain smoothly. When they returned to the platform, Zhang Zeyuan was still unconscious. The little red guards sent by Director Wu woke him up and unchained him.

, shouted angrily: "From now on, you have to go to Qinghewan to undergo labor reform. They are members of the Qinghewan commune. You should go back with them."

Zhang Zeyuan looked at the villagers in Qinghewan below with an expression on his face, without any reaction. For him, wherever he goes now, he probably faces endless criticism and insults. Now, he can't see any hope. Deep in his heart,

Some are just numb and confused.

Seeing that Zhang Zeyuan still looked cold and cold, the young Red Guard general became angry. Seeing that the young Red Guard was about to kick Zhang Zeyuan again, the village chief quickly said, "Little comrade, don't be the same as him, for such a smelly and hard person

Intellectuals should undergo severe labor reform, and we will take him back to Qinghewan to participate in labor reform. It just so happens that the village still lacks a cattle herder." After that, he directed two members to half-carry Zhang Zeyuan off the stage.

, this comrade was seriously injured just now, and he probably won't be able to get up now. Oh, this is evil.

When the Little Red Guard saw that Zhang Zeyuan was being brought down by the villagers of Qinghewan, he said nothing and left with a cold snort.

The village chief sighed, "Comrade Zhang, let's go."

Zhang Zeyuan barely straightened his spine and followed the food delivery team slowly, his eyes empty and his face numb. Now he was beginning to not know whether his persistence was right or not, but he knew that he could only hold on at this time.

In silence, the group of people left the commune. Looking back at the commune with only a small black dot left in the distance, the village chief sighed, "Comrade Zhang, hurry up and get in the car. You were seriously injured just now."

If you follow us back like this, you will probably be ruined."

After hearing what the village chief said, Zhang Zeyuan couldn't help but be startled. There was actually someone willing to talk to him. However, he still shook his head and refused. "Uncle, thank you for your kindness. But I am like this now. What else does it mean to be useless or not?"

The difference." The deep and vicissitudes of his voice revealed a kind of despair with no hope in sight, and all hope was lost.

"Hey, Comrade Xiao Zhang, how could you have such an idea? You are still young and a capable cultural person, but you don't know as much as we do. We also know that Qingshan is still there.

Don't worry about not having firewood. Don't worry about having a hard time in the future. Let me tell you the truth. We have selfish motives for saving you. You see, our corner village is short of a doctor.

, if you come to our place, as long as you reform honestly, I dare not say anything else. At least I promise you that in our village, no one will criticize you all day long."

The village chief, who had experienced ups and downs, was shocked by Zhang Zeyuan's despair. From now on, Comrade Zhang always thought that people are not only useless, but completely destroyed. Thinking of this, the village

It was rare for the director to say such things to Zhang Zeyuan openly and honestly.

Hearing the village chief speak so frankly, a glimmer of light finally flashed in Zhang Zeyuan's desperate eyes. After looking at the villagers who kept nodding in agreement with the village chief's words, Zhang Zeyuan finally struggled towards the bullock cart and sat down.

Ya'er, who was on the bullock cart, looked at Zhang Zeyuan who had tried his best not to climb up. He couldn't help but stretched out his little hand with red eyes and said, "Uncle, don't worry. The villagers in our village are all fine. We are here."

No one will hit you in the village. In spring, you can go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables, and in autumn, we can take you to the mountains to hunt rabbits. We have a lot of fun there."[

Looking at the innocent and cute little girl in front of him, Zhang Zeyuan wondered if he could expect anything and if he could believe their words. Years later, he was thankful for his luck more than once. After his family drew a clear line with him, he got it again.

A lovely and filial goddaughter got to know a group of kind and honest villagers, taught a group of smart and studious students, and her medical skills improved greatly. She spent the most peaceful period of her life in that small mountain village with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Seeing Zhang Zeyuan getting on the bullock cart, the village chief also had his own little plan in mind. Just like what he just said to Zhang Zeyuan, although he sympathized with his plight, this was not the main reason for helping him. The main reason was

Firstly, I feel that he is innocent, and secondly, because he is a cultural person, a university professor at some medical school, and in the village chief’s simple peasant mentality, he is equivalent to an imperial doctor. If he undergoes labor reform in Qinghe Bay,

Isn't it equivalent to having an imperial doctor in the village? If the villagers have a minor illness or pain, they don't have to endure it. They can also teach the children in the village. This not only helps Zhang Zeyuan, but also provides benefits to the villagers.

Seek some small benefits.

However, we must also think about a compromise so that this university professor from the medical school can stay in Qinghe Bay safely and suffer less torture. The most important thing is to keep it secret. This matter must not be known to the commune revolutionary committee.

Not the whole village is dead. The village chief took a puff from his pipe and squinted his eyes, thinking in his mind. The other villagers in Qinghewan didn't have any special ideas. They just thought that saving one life would be better than building a seven-level pagoda. If

If those people continue to be approved, they may even lose their lives. Although the labor reform in the village will be difficult and tiring, they will definitely not be beaten.

When the group of people returned to Qinghe Bay full of thoughts, it was already dark. Ya'er looked at Zhang Zeyuan who was very weak lying on the bullock cart and said to the village chief, "Grandpa, the village chief, this uncle is injured. Let's go."

Let him live in our house first. Our house is big, and grandma said in the morning that she would kill a chicken and give me something delicious to eat tonight." Before the village chief could answer, Ya'er turned to ask Du Daddy again, "Daddy,

Let this uncle live in our house, he is injured, so pitiful." He said with tears in his eyes, as if if you don't agree, I will cry for you. Father Du thought about the poor conditions at home of the villagers.

Well, it would be difficult to place this person in anyone's home. Because there is Ya'er, my family is not short of food. Besides, my daughter begged to bring this person back.

"Village chief, why not let this man live in my house first and let him recover from his injuries first? The villagers are all in Maodong now, and there is nothing he can do. As for the future arrangements, I will listen to the village's arrangements." Du

Dad suggested to the village chief.

"Okay, then let him live in your house first. Your house is also big. As for how to arrange it in the future, we will have a meeting with the whole village to discuss it." The village chief was worried about where to place Zhang Zeyuan.

, although the harvest in the village this year is not bad, the conditions of the villagers are not very good, and it is difficult to arrange it in anyone's home. The conditions of the Du family are considered good in the village, and his family has a large space, and it was they who took the initiative

If you ask for it, you will agree to it.

The three of them separated from the villagers at the entrance of the village. Du's father supported Zhang Zeyuan and Ya'er trotted in front, heading towards the home with a faint light shining through the entrance.