Maybe Grandma Late didn't know that she was here to investigate her son's problem. When asked why your family sold so much land before the land reform, in order to show off her son's ability, although the rumors in society were all talking about it, the land reform was about to b

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The half-uncle who is the same as my father participated in the revolution before liberation. After the founding of New China , he worked in the village. He was a little bit educated and very smart. Although he was just an ordinary cadre at that time, he was different from the county leaders and had a tendency to be promoted and reused.

However, because of the words of my late grandmother, who is the uncle's mother, she was labeled as the rightist in the party during the Anti-Rightist Movement. After being dismissed, she was sent to a farm for labor reform. She suffered for many years and was tortured like a little old man at a young age. She held the tobacco pipe and relieved her sorrow and boredom all day long.

So, what did Grandma Late say that actually caused him to suffer this bad luck? This matter has been a long story.

I once posted on the platform of my own land to write about my grandfather’s marriage. About a year after my grandmother passed away from illness, and according to the matchmaker, my grandmother was carried into the door by a sedan chair.

Unexpectedly, when my grandfather happily lifted the bride red veil , Grandma's wide face was covered with stars like stars in the sky, which scared my grandfather to snatch the door and (the one who was not interested in meeting blind dates at that time was completely the words of the matchmaker) hid outside and cried sadly.

Fate that, grandpa can only live a life with the bride with the pockish face against his will.

Because my grandfather was unhappy, after he got married again, he was depressed and depressed all day long. He gradually developed gambling habits in the village, and he won less, lost more, and had no money to pay back the gambling bills. He sold more than ten acres of good land in his family one after another to pay back the bills. By the time of land reform, there was basically not much left, so he was classified as a poor peasant.

The incident of land sales on the eve of land reform is easy to suspect that there is something wrong with it, so someone reported it to the county, and the county quickly sent someone to investigate the truth of the facts.

Maybe it was because my grandmother was here to investigate her son’s problem. When asked why her family sold so much land before the land reform, she wanted to show off her son’s ability. Although the rumors in society were all talking about it, the land reform was about to be changed, facing strangers, she blurted out, "Don’t my son be a cadre in the village, and listen to him." He told me that the land reform was about to be divided into parts.

The two people who came to investigate were as if they had found a treasure and returned to the county to report in detail. At that time, my uncle was quickly summoned to the organization and said that he had leaked state secrets and had no party spirit principle , etc. No matter how my uncle defended, he was demoted and probationary. Later, he settled the old accounts and was labeled as a rightist.

After the rightist rehabilitation, my uncle was placed in townships in different regions and re-employed, but no matter where he went, he was a deputy who had a position but no power. An old cadre who participated in the revolution before liberation, ran around, and lived through life and death, and was still at the deputy section level until he retired. If it weren't for my grandma's unintentional words, his life fate would undoubtedly be so embarrassing and tortuous.

Now, Grandma Late has long passed away. My uncle is already in his 90s and shares family happiness with his aunt at his daughter's house and spends a happy old age together.

A few years ago, when he was not confused, I chatted with him about homework. As long as I talked about how late grandma squeezed the three of us in her early years, my uncle would sigh and say, "Oh, she is just a person who doesn't fill in with others. If she hadn't disturbed it, I wouldn't have been so cowardly or frustrated in my life...