Family portrait (the author is on the right in the front row)
Around the Spring Festival in 1965, my father was engaged in the "social education" movement in the commune near the Tonghua Military Headquarters. My mother worked in Tonghua Second Department Store, and I had just started school.
At that time, my work unit had to organize group study every day after get off work. My mother said to me: "When you get home from school, open the door and wait for me at home. I will be back around eight o'clock." It was dark when I got home from school. It was empty, and I was a little scared. I couldn't stay at home, so I locked the door and went down the mountain to the work to find my mother. They were discussing and speaking, and when they saw me, the aunts cheered, but my mother said with a sullen face: "You are not obedient at all and asked you to wait at home. You have to come." Then, the aunts continued to discuss and speak, I fell asleep while listening.
I don’t know when the meeting ended. My mother woke me up and led me up the mountain. When we arrived at the door of the house, my mother took out the key and opened the door. When she touched the lock, she was shocked. How did the lock open? He immediately turned around and asked me if I had locked the door when I left? Needless to say! My mother quickly took me to knock on the door of Uncle Sun’s house about ten meters away from my house. Uncle Sun opened the door upon hearing the sound, and my mother told him what had just happened. My uncle asked us to go inside to warm up first, and he went to the police station at the foot of the mountain to report the incident. I fell asleep at his house.
After a while, Uncle Sun arrived with two uncles wearing big-brimmed hats and white police uniforms at the top and blue at the bottom. They also led a police dog with its tongue hanging out. The two uncles said to their mother, come in and take a look, there is something missing. Mom looked carefully and found that two boxes were missing. They contained two sets of my dad's military uniforms and some pieces of my mom's wool... The two uncles took photos and collected evidence on the spot, and then left, while I continued to sleep.
How many years have passed, when I mention this, my mother still feels sorry for her few pieces of wool, but what I think about is, what would have been the consequences if I had listened to my mother and stayed at home alone that night Woolen cloth. There were two people who committed the crime at that time, one was a lookout, the other was an action... Two months later, the police station informed: The two missing boxes (one made of green canvas and one made of wicker) were found and abandoned by the thieves on the Erdaohezi Bridge. The case is still under investigation... After the New Year, the "Cultural Revolution" began, and the case came to an end.
