Time Traveler

Today is a sunny day and there is no wind. If you close your eyes and face the sun, you will have the illusion of spring. On the bare river beach, the female soldier Guan Lu and the young Zheng Gefu stood together, facing the frozen Huai River and the bleak opposite bank. field.

　　 "What are your ideals?" Guan Lu started talking.

"I..." The young Zheng Jeff did not know where to start. He certainly has a great ideal, that is to become a successor to communism and plant the red flag all over the world, but this ideal has been crushed by reality. There is no possibility of realization.

A year ago, he was still the proud son of heaven, the red descendant, and the son of Minister Lin Mu of the People’s Republic of China. Now, he is a renegade worker, counter-revolutionary capitalist roader, and homeless. The poor worm is a second-class citizen with a lower political status. Of course, communism will be realized. Of course, the red flag will be spread all over the world, but those great achievements will not have anything to do with him.

　　 He also had practical ideals, such as being a scientist, but the country has stopped the entrance examinations for higher education institutions. How can he be a scientist without going to university? He also thought about joining the army, carrying guns to defend the country, and defeating Soviet revisionism and American imperialism, but with his composition, he could not pass the political trial; he also thought about being a glorious working class, but the same reason, his family background He was destined to be unable to work in the factory.

There is only one road before Zheng Gefu, cruel and realistic, and that is to decentralize to the countryside to receive re-education from the poor and lower middle peasants. Many of his seniors have been decentralized. Some went to rural areas in Nantai nearby, and some went to Shihezi, Xinjiang. , And some went to Yunnan and Guizhou.

Zheng Jiefu is currently only living with relatives in Beitai, but the relationship between household registration and food is not local. Without his name in the food book, he cannot buy enough food rations. It is definitely unrealistic to live regularly. After the Spring Festival, he will have to Back to Omi, it is likely to be decentralized waiting for him.

　　 The boy stepped on the dirt with his feet, and said sadly: "I have no ideals."

"There is no ideal person, what is the difference from the fish in this river?" said the female soldier. She squinted her eyes and took off her beanie, revealing a black and smooth hair. Zheng Jeff smelled a very good smell. He once smelled this kind of scent in Meng Xiaolin. It was a mixture of fragrant pancreas and young women’s hormones, but Guan Lu’s scent was even more unique. Zheng Jiefu, the son of a senior cadre, had never smelled a similar scent. .

Of course, the teenager has never seen the shampoo and oil technology of the 21st century. He just thinks that this aunt of the People’s Liberation Army is very special and foreign, even more fashionable and beautiful than Meng Xiaolin. She must be the work of a chief who is bigger than her father. People, I heard that high-level cadres go to special stores to buy things. According to different levels, the goods they supply are different. The head of the central government can also watch American and Hong Kong movies. Of course, it is critical to watch. Use poison to understand the corruption of capitalism. Lifestyle, I don’t know how many movies this aunt has watched.

　　 As for the famous sentence "A man without ideals is worse than a fish", Jeff Zheng has no heart at all. The left ear enters, and the right ear comes out.

Guan Lu didn't expect that Zheng Jiefu would think so much at a young age. She realized that her famous lines did not have any effect, and immediately switched to plain language to educate: "Zheng Jiefu, let me tell you the truth, your father was overthrown, and he almost determined himself. Yu Renmin, who was saved by us, what do you plan to do next?"

　　 "I obey the state's arrangements, and I will go to the countryside to repair the earth." The fourteen-year-old boy said that he was old-fashioned, but the unwillingness in his words was exactly what Guan Lu wanted.

"Do you think our country is normal?" Guan Lu's words made Zheng Jeff a cold sweat. These words were too reactionary. He thought about it and replied: "The situation is very good now, not a small one, but a great one, our friend. All over the world, U.S. emperors and Soviet revisionists are at the end of their lives, and communism will surely win the final victory."

　　 Guan Lu thought that Zheng Jeff could say these things against his will at a young age. It seems that politicians have been exposed since childhood. She coughed: "I think it's abnormal, and the Prime Minister also thinks it's abnormal."

　　 "The Prime Minister..." Zheng Jeff was stunned immediately, he guessed right, the aunt turned out to be the person next to the Prime Minister!

"Yes, the prime minister is very sad about the current situation." Guan Lu continued, "the whole country is in chaos, all units are busy rebelling, students don't go to school, police don't catch bad guys, railway ships don't run, factories don't produce, and so on. , China is over."

　　 Zheng Jeff was speechless, he didn't know why the PLA aunt would tell him this.

　　 "China's hope lies in young people." Guan Lu said, "The bad guys will not be in power forever. You have to be prepared, learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, and learn foreign languages. When the motherland needs you, you won't be at a loss."

　　 "How long will I have to wait?" A spark of hope lit up in the boy's heart.

"At most ten years." Guan Lu said with confidence, "Trust me, at most ten years, the country will be on the right track again. At that time, you are flourishing, and it is the time to take the lead. Maybe another thirty years, four In ten years, you will be in a leadership position like your father, even more responsibilities than your father, comrade, time is not for me!"

　　 The fire in Jeff's heart was ignited. He was a little excited and eager to try, and wanted to show it to his aunt: "Actually, I haven't lost my homework. I'm still studying Russian."

Guan Lu curled her lips and said: "Russian is not very useful. It is not very useful. If you have to learn English or speak English, you will have the style. If you enter the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and become an ambassador, you will not speak English. It's shameful."

　　 Zheng Jeff has feelings for Russian, not because he likes the language of Soviet revisionism, but because Meng Xiaolin can speak fluent Russian. He defended: "Russian is equally important when the United States and the Soviet Union are fighting for hegemony."

　　 Guan Lu said: “English is the universal language in the world. Whether it’s America, Europe, Asia, or Africa, you can speak English unimpeded, and you can speak Russian. Try it. You don’t think you are a KGB.”

　　 "Then how is your English level?" The boy said unconvincedly.

　　 "Let me recite a section of Lincoln's Gettysburg speech." Guan Lu was triumphant and eloquent when he saw him taken the bait, and recited the article in standard American pronunciation.

　　 Zheng Jeff was silly, and he said after a long while: "You...you must be from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

　　 Guan Lu said: "I'm just an ordinary worker."

　　 At the same time, in the Volga car. Party Aiguo is also using the prime minister's name to fool Director Zhang of the Sub-district Office.

　　 "Director Zhang, listen carefully." Party Aiguo said solemnly, "The person I brought just now is the former Secretary of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee and the current Minister of Forestry and Animal Husbandry, Zheng Ze, as his ambition."

　　 Director Zhang was struck by lightning and could not speak.

　　 "You calm down your emotions." Dang Aiguo Road, "because my following words are very important."

　　 Director Zhang nodded sharply.

"Zheng Ze was defeated, he was wronged. The Premier sent us to send him to Jiangbei secretly, hoping to protect him, just like the masses in the White District covered the underground party. Director Zhang, can you do it? "

　　 "I can!" Director Zhang's heart was ups and downs, "I was a progressive youth before liberation, leading the People's Liberation Army."

　　 "This is the Prime Minister's instruction." The Party Paiguo handed the State Council up-headed memo to Director Zhang, which read "I want to follow the orders from the people here" and signed it by Zhou Enlai.

　　Director Zhang knows the handwriting of Premier Zhou, and the people all over the country know the handwriting of the Premier, and he complained about the Southern Anhui Incident, "Even in the Southern Anhui Incident", under the verses of "Even in the Southern Anhui Incident".

　　 "I will do it!" Director Zhang felt that his blood was about to boil. She was only the most basic cadre in this country, but she was instructed by the Premier. This glory and pride gave her supreme satisfaction.

　　 "You must keep it confidential and rely on your own efforts." Dang Aiguo said, "There are also difficulties in the organization, please understand."

　　 Director Zhang said: "I understand! There are treacherous ministers around the chairman."

　　 The party nodded patriotically, and a smart person would be able to see through, saving him a lot of tongue.

"What I have is a way." Director Zhang continued, "Change the name of Secretary Zheng and apply for the household registration. Our office has this ability. The day before yesterday, a widow and widow died on Hongwei Road. He was more than 60 years old. It happened to use his household registration. On, the police station is also paralyzed anyway, no one cares no one asks, I have the final say."

　　Party Patriotic Road: "Director Zhang, I thank you on behalf of the organization!"

　　 "It should be." Director Zhang's sense of honor is bursting at the moment, and his eyes are full of light.

　　……

　　 In the Wang's bungalow, the husband and the son are silent.

　　 "These years, you have worked so hard." Zheng Zeru sighed and said, "I did not fulfill my responsibility."

Hongyu’s grievances over the past eighteen years have turned into nothing at this moment. She didn’t cry. She gathered her hair around her temples, and said generously: "You’re busy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I understand, let’s say you send it too. With a lot of money, our mothers have a good life, Beitai, go to the shop to get two or two wines, and buy some stewed vegetables. Your dad likes to drink."

"Quit." Zheng Zeru said hurriedly. Seeing Hongyu digging out a stack of small banknotes from the sewing box, his heart became sour that he quickly took out ten yuan from his coat pocket, "I have money, Beitai, give it to your mother. Buy an old hen and stew it to supplement her body, and see if she is thin."

　　……

In benchmark time and space, a steamer drove under the cliff, Zhen Yue and Yu Hanchao put on a full set of climbing gear, wearing safety belts, carrying ropes, rock nails, climbing picks, and sniper rifles on their backs. ,.

　　 "I'll go first." Yu Hanchao said.

　　 "I am a professional rock climber, I will go first, and you will step aside." Zhen Yue did her part and pushed Han Chao aside.

　　Yu Han Chao didn't fight with her. Zhen Yue's rock climbing skills are indeed very strong. I saw that she climbed up the rock wall like a gecko. She didn't even need a climbing pick, swish up ten meters, and a rope dropped down.

　　 Yu Hanchao wiped his hands with magnesium powder, grabbed the rope and climbed upwards, with Zhen Yue holding 79 micro-rush warning above.

　　 The two covered each other, and it took two hours to climb the cliff.

　　 The fire on Cuiwei Mountain was fierce, and the flames burned people. Zhen Yue picked up the binoculars to search for the target, found a green building, pointed in that direction and said: "You have to go around and run to death across the mountain. It will take an hour."

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