For more than a year, the old lady Bangzi participated in the "Learning and Use Talk and Use Talk and Use Talk and Use Talk" at all levels, from the commune to the county, and from the county town to the city where the prefectural committee is located. Later, she was selected by the prefectural committee as a member of the "Talking and Use Talk and Use Talk" tour, and showed up everywhere to speak. I can't remember which county towns she has traveled to, and it's even harder to say which factories, schools, shops and communes she has been to. The general impression is that wherever you go, gongs, firecrackers, red flags and large slogans, each welcome scene is more enthusiastic and grander than the other, like a secret competition. Wherever I went, there were warm applause, smiling faces all over the stage, and welcome speeches from many leaders who could not remember their names, sincere and humble. Wherever I went, there were seven plates and eight bowls, fat and thin, fried, spicy and sweet, and foreign soil all rushed to the dining table, as if they were playing in secret.
The old lady Bangzi has only been to Shilibao in her life, and she has never been to the county town once. This time she was very eye-opening. She saw a great world that she had never seen in her life. She was welcomed and respected by many well-known leaders. She was tired of tasty food she had never tasted... Her mind became widespread, and there was no need to care about the stubborn old man. What had he seen?
When she returned to Bangzijing, the old lady Bangzi suddenly felt that the small river between Nanyuan and Beiling was too narrow, and the streets and alleys of Bangzijing Village were too dirty. She was very dissatisfied. The streets and alleys were so dirty. What did the five types of elements do? The system for them to clean the streets every morning was obviously relaxed because she was not at home. She went to find the cadres, and the militia company commander went to , where on the north bank of Weihe, , to buy grain, and the production team leader bought fertilizer for the team.
Do you want to go to the branch secretary’s house? During her time out, the commune sent people to rectify and elected the Bangzijing Party’s branch committee, and Hu Changhai was appointed branch secretary. She didn't want to go to his house, at least she didn't have to go to him as soon as she came back, giving people the impression that she was going to worship him. The old lady Bangzi has seen all kinds of leaders. She shook hands with the secretary of the prefectural committee, took photos, and had dinner. The secretary of the prefectural committee even picked up dishes for her! The county party secretary helped her get into the car! What level of cadre is Hu Changhai considered? He should have come to her to report on her job as soon as she returns to the village. Although he is the branch secretary, she is the representative of the Provincial "Accumulated Congress".
The old lady Bangzi felt that it was right not to worship Hu Changhai, so she turned from the village. The trees, houses, manure piles and firewood piles in the whole village alley were both familiar and unfamiliar. When the members saw her, some walked over from afar, some greeted her casually, and then walked over listlessly. Old Mrs. Bangzi doesn’t care much. What kind of world have these farmers who only know how to earn work points seen? She may know, or she didn't know, that the members of Bangzijing Village eat mainly by farmers on the north bank of the Wei River. In a naughty saying, the household registration is in Bangzijing, and the grain relationship has already been transferred to , Weibei .
When the old lady Bangzi walked past the home of the landlord Hu Zhenwu, she saw a bunch of women and babies in the yard. Some people walked out and some people walked in, looking bustling. She couldn't help but be surprised. What are so many members doing around the family of class enemies? The landlords are so arrogant that they dare to win over so many poor and lower-middle peasants into the house. What the hell is it? She walked straight over.
"Ha! Director Huang is also here to see his new wife!"
The old lady Bangzi just walked to the door and a sharp-eyed woman shouted loudly, and she understood what was going on. She stopped her hurried steps, would she go in? Someone is making a wife for his son, so what are you doing when you go in? Instead, when the superiors held a meeting, the leaders repeatedly emphasized that class struggles were everywhere, and there would be no calmness in major weddings and funerals, let alone Hu Zhenwu himself was a landlord! Thinking of this, she decided: she should go in and see what was going on.
"Director, I'm back." Huaer, a brigade accountant, was walking out of the door, looking hurried and greeted her.
"What are you doing in a hurry?" asked the old lady Bangzi.
"I'll go and write a letter of introduction." said Huaer in a matter-of-fact manner.
"Who will give me what letter of introduction?"
"Is an introduction letter of introduction to Brother Jiefang. He and his wife will go to the commune to get the marriage certificate tomorrow, and are anxious to ask for the brigade's letter of introduction!"
The old lady Bangzi closed her mouth and looked around, then followed Huaer to the streets far away from Hu Zhenwu's house and asked quietly: "Have you reviewed it?"
"Both of them are over the age of late marriage, so there is no more review!"
"Where is the woman from?"
" Shaanxi native . Poor farmer." Huaer said a little impatiently, "If the woman is qualified or not, the commune will review it. Our brigade is only responsible for reviewing the man."
"Where is the woman from?"
" Shaanxi native . Poor farmer." Huaer said a little impatiently, "If the woman is qualified or not, the commune will review it. Our brigade is only responsible for reviewing the man."
"How can a poor peasant woman marry a landlord's son?" Old lady Bangzi stared at Hua'er and asked, "Have you thought about it?"
"Is she willing?" Hua'er got annoyed, "I can't control it."
"You can't control it?" Old lady Bangzi repeated Hua'er's words and aggravated her tone, "Do you know what you are holding in your hand?"
"Zerozi." Hua'er said, "Official seal."
"The seal of the poor and lower-middle peasants!" Old lady Bangzi corrected, "How can you lose your vigilance?"
"The baby of the landlord's family also needs to marry a wife! You can't be a monk!" Hua'er said dissatisfied, "Don't be suspicious anymore!"
l0 "I didn't say he was not allowed to get married!" Old lady Bangzi did not relax at all, "We must review it strictly!"
"Okay! Director Huang, you don't feel at ease with me, you can go and review it yourself!" Huaer said annoyedly, "When will you finish the review and pass the qualification, I will send a letter of introduction again."
"I just want to review it!" Old lady Bangzi stepped to the end without wavering, "You asked Jiefang and that woman to come to the office."
"What's your name?"
"Lanlingling."
"Where are you from?"
"Northern Shaanxi. Lanjiamao."
"What are you doing here?"
"Marry him...."
"Why don't you find a partner in northern Shaanxi?"
"There is no food to eat in the local area. I want to settle in a place where grain is produced."
"The revolutionary situation in northern Shaanxi is great! Why do you say there is no food to eat?"
"My family eats bran. If you don't believe it, come with me to see it."
"What ingredients are your family?"
"Poor farmer."
"Do you know the ingredients of his family?"
"Do you know the ingredients of his family?"
"I know--the landlord. When he came to my house, he explained it clearly to me for the first time he met."
This poor peasant woman... Old Mrs. Bangzi felt deeply sorry, with a round face and smart eyes, but she was too boring! Seeing such a beautiful poor peasant girl going to be brought into the house by the landlord's son, she felt uncomfortable, so she patiently told her, "Have you thought about it carefully? A lifelong event!"
"I thought about it, my family has discussed it." Lan Lingling's words did not leave a gap, showing a willingness to go to the ground, "I can see that others are honest and good to me. His father wears a 'hat', that's his father..."
The old lady Bangzi was discouraged, and even felt that this poor peasant woman who was willing to join the landlord's family was too backbone. She said to Jiefang, who was standing aside blankly, "You two go back first. The letter of introduction cannot be published now, and we will talk about it later after the cadre meeting."
"I told the branch secretary." Jiefang was anxious, afraid that his wife would make another change, so he hurriedly explained, "He agrees! He said that all matters will be handled by the accountant, and there is no need to find cadres next to him."
"I didn't say I didn't agree, I had to study and study, and I couldn't have the final say." When the old lady Bangzi heard that Jiefang had found Hu Changhai, she felt even less beautiful. She said coldly, turned her face and told the girl from Shaanxi, "You think about it again..."
Jiefang led Lingling home. The two of them truthfully explained the story of the old lady Bangzi reviewing them. How did they ask, how did she and him answer... The mother who was so moved that she burst into tears. Before the two children could finish their narration, she could no longer bear it. She pulled Lingling and hugged the girl with a stiff Shaanxi accent into her arms. Her wrinkled cheeks in her fifties pressed her tightly against the unmarried daughter-in-law's black and shiny hair, and she began to whimper.
I was calling the accountant Huaer to notify Jiefang and Lingling to come to the office and accept the review of the old lady Bangzi. Jiefang's mother's heart was frozen, and the good and bad luck were hard to predict! It is simply possible that there is a lot of luck! She couldn't sit still in the room, couldn't stand steadily, went in and out, panicked, as if she was about to go crazy. Lingling’s answer is really right. What a great girl! She felt that the heart frozen in her chest suddenly relaxed, and she hugged the girl from northern Shaanxi and her lovely future daughter-in-law!
During the "Four Cleanups" movement, her man Hu Zhenwu changed from a Communist Party captain to a landlord overnight. She suffered a lot of torture, and don’t talk about it, she is already in her fifties. What made her worry day and night was that her son Jiefang grew up to twenty-eight years old and could not make a wife. Which poor peasant woman would be willing to enter her house? Finally, I asked someone to introduce this girl in the mountainous area of northern Shaanxi... If the old lady Bangzi scared her away with a stick, her son Jiefang might have been a bachelor! That way, she might really go crazy. Now, such disasters can be avoided. Although the letter of introduction has not been obtained, and although the old lady Bangzi said she still needs to "research and research", she felt at ease. The heart that had endured most of the torture and fright could not bear the joy this lovely Shaanxi girl brought to her.
Hu Zhenwu knocked off the ashes and let out a long sigh. This girl gave people a heart of comfort, which was enough to eliminate the disgust that the old lady Bangzi gave to people. He took a emotional look at the moving scene of his wife hugging her future daughter-in-law, picked up her hands on her back, and walked out the door with confidence. He has developed a lifestyle habit of not speaking.
He is a landlord. In the "Four Cleanups" movement launched in early 1966, he suddenly became an enemy of the people from the leader of the Communist Party of Bangzijing. He was not convinced or understood, but he was surprisingly hard. He could sweep the streets free of charge every day and do the dirtiest and heaviest work and the lowest work points, but he was hard and did not apologize. He only said that he had made mistakes, but refused to admit that he was a landlord who exploited and oppressed the masses. Even if the bald head without hair was beaten to the tower and the tower, his mouth was bitten tightly.
He went to work silently, finished work silently and went home silently, sat under the shade of the yard to smoke, and took a step out of the door. The old lady Bangzi and the militia company commander supervised his every move, and the farts rang out loud, and she also suspected that he was going to become arrogant. He can say nothing from morning to night. Whether it is a great joy or a deep disaster, he remains silent and remains silent when encountering things. Who can know that this man who looks like a piece of steel is bleeding all day long! The Bangzijing Brigade, which had just recovered from three years of difficult life, is now in the hands of the old lady Bangzi and her group of people, and is as poor as the three years of difficult time! The severe disaster he brought to his family and children ate his father's heart day and night... What's so happy about him when facing this already very sad event? Seeing his wife holding a girl from northern Shaanxi in tears, he really couldn't bear to look at her again!
people said that Hu Changhai turned a blind eye to the branch secretary, and Hu Changhai himself said that both of his eyes were closed.
The problem is precisely: the eyes are out of sight and the heart is upset! A Communist Party member who has been working for the interests of the Party and the masses for twenty years since getting up in Bangzijing Village, forcing himself to tolerate many things that he really cannot tolerate happening in front of him is a kind of self-torture, so he had to close his eyes and not look at him. After many times, he couldn't help but want to stand up. In just three or five sentences (it's not necessary if there is too much), he refuted the old lady Bangzi's nonsense words, and then gave up and sighed: Alas! Why bother! He couldn't help but what happened in front of
. It has been one month since the old lady Bangzi stuck Jiefang's marriage introduction letter. The girl from northern Shaanxi is so good, so she stayed at Hu Zhenwu's house. He wanted to see how much old lady Bangzi would bring about this public grievance, so he endured it and waited. What he could not tolerate was that the old lady Bangzi actually chased him to ask about the landlord's son who had deceived the poor peasant's daughter as a daughter-in-law.
"The landlord's son ran around everywhere and ran to northern Shaanxi twice. Have you asked for leave?" Old lady Bangzi was aggressive as soon as she spoke, "I don't know at all - I'm having a meeting in the area!"
"Ask leave for the team leader." Hu Changhai said lightly, "I don't care about the members' leave!"
"He kidnapped a wife back from northern Shaanxi. Have you asked you for instructions?"
"What do I do when I get engaged and marry a wife?"
"Why do I ask me for advice when I hear this?" Hu Changhai wanted to get angry, and he was too polite! He forced himself to keep his calm tone and said, "I'm a wife! I can't just say it's a 'caught'."
"How could a poor peasant woman willingly marry a landlord?" Old lady Bangzi frowned, "I think there is Mada!"
"Jiefang is a member, not a landlord. The 'hat' is on his father's head, but not a 'lift." Hu Changhai's voice was not high, but his tone was not soft, and he kept correcting the conceptual confusion that appeared in the old lady Bangzi's words, "The daughter of a poor peasant cannot marry him; what should I say about a girl from a landlord's family marry him? I'm afraid it's going to be said to be stinking again... The master's children... only have no children and grandchildren!" '
' Anyway... we can't ignore a class sister when she was corrupted and pulled over by the enemy. "Old Mrs. Bangzi knew in her heart that Hu Changhai was inclined to liberation, so she said toughly, "The Party branch must not stop catching class struggle!" '
' The marriage law does not stipulate that landlords' children are not allowed to marry poor peasants' children!" Hu Changhai also became tough, "This matter is not a class struggle, I am not sure yet! If you have any responsibility, I will bear it." '
' I think it is a new trend in class struggle! ' Old Mrs. Bangzi didn't want to continue talking. She is impatient and can't stand it and procrastinate. When she heard Hu Changhai take responsibility, she really wanted to expose his problem of protecting the class enemy at once. When the words came, she went around and changed to criticism and education. "This time, I held a meeting in the prefectural committee, and the leaders repeatedly emphasized that class struggle..."
Hu Changhai lit his cigarette pipe, and an old lady from Bangzi conveyed to him the speech of the leader she heard. He found it funny, so he asked them to come to Bangzijing Village and live there for three years and two years. If the members eat, they would understand that hunger is ten times more vicious than landlord Hu Zhenwu! The black market grain is sold for 30 cents per kilogram. Let’s see how the farmers arrange the sun and moon? Where can I have the energy to fight... The urgent question now is how to disperse this fearless woman, so as not to let her disperse her wife for liberation, and that would not cause disaster to Hu Zhenwu's family. He endured his temperament and explained kindly, "Jiefang is already twenty-six or eight years old! Don't say that his mother and father are worried about this marriage for their children! If we blindly make this marriage, don't talk about Jiefang himself, the villagers will scold us as cadres..."
"You are afraid of being scolded, I'm not afraid!" Old Mrs. Bangzi said without thinking, "The leader of the prefectural committee said that we should fight the democratic ideology..."
"I agree to what kind of 'sect' I am." Hu Changhai smiled, "But... this marriage... we'd better not ask about it."
"I want to take care of it to the end!" said the old lady Bangzi, without any ambiguity. "If you don't care, I will call her hometown of Shaanxi in the name of the Poor Poor Association and ask the county to bring back their 'blind' population!"
"I don't agree!" When Hu Changhai heard this, he could no longer bear it. He stood up suddenly and threw the pipe in his hand to the table with a "slap", and his voice trembled. "You are not qualified to represent Bangzijing! You are not qualified to call Shaanxi! I am still the branch secretary!"
The old lady Bangzi was really shocked and stunned for half a minute. Usually, no matter what meeting she had, she had the final say. He just squatted in the corner of the wall tobacco, leaving a pile of black ashes on the ground before leaving. He did not object to all her opinions on Bangzijing's work, and it was even harder to see him get angry. The old lady Bangzi confirmed it completely in her heart. He and the landlord Hu Zhenwu were wearing crotch pants and said even more proudly: "Okay! Secretary, take all your words to the commune and let the commune party committee evaluate it!" After that, the old lady Bangzi turned around and walked out the door angrily.
"Go to Beijing to file a lawsuit!" Hu Changhai became even more angry when he heard the old lady Bangzi's fearless words. The branch secretary, who had usually closed his eyes, is now full of glaring and whistling fire. He jumped out of the threshold of the inner room, stood in the courtyard, and shouted at the back of the old lady Bangzi who was about to walk out of the street, saying, "That harming woman has been caught! You can't find it..."
Hu Changhai's wife was guarding the dry food outside the door. When she heard the shouts, she hurried into the yard: "Are you crazy?"
"Bully too much!" Hu Changhai was still angry and completely forgot what his wife had always told him, "This worldly woman..."
