"What are you looking at?" The man huddled in the corner felt the pointing and talking of the crowd, and became a little angry and embarrassed. He yelled at the people outside with his face flushed.
"Do you want to speak for this man?" He pointed at Lu Jianxun who was lying on the ground.
When the leading man who had just lit the torch heard these words, he looked ferociously at the crowd watching outside.
The crowd that was originally crowded at the door to watch suddenly dispersed. Although they sympathized with the teacher Lu they were talking about, in this day and age, living a good life is the most important thing. Who would be willing to get involved in trouble for outsiders?
"What are you doing? Hiding at the door in secret, carrying a lot of bags. Are they reactionary materials? Open them and let me see."
The man was obviously enjoying the feeling of being feared by everyone. Suddenly, when he saw Jiang Dahai and his son standing motionless at the door, his face suddenly turned ugly. He pointed at them and said angrily, "His triangular eyes were full of cunningness."
Jiang Dahai was really wronged. He didn't notice what had just happened at all and kept squeezing his way out of the crowd. Who knew that all the people who were blocking his way suddenly ran away? Just as he was wondering, he ran into someone else's gun.
Jiang Dahai touched his head somewhat helplessly, steadied his son who was sitting on his shoulder, looked at the man in front of him who was pointing at him, and pointed at his nose curiously: "Hey, little brother, are you talking to me?"
He was a little hesitant, holding the package tightly in his hands, and looking at the group of people in front of him warily.
"Brother Niu, I see this man has lots of bags in his hands. Maybe he's trying to resell them. This kind of person is the cancer of socialism. I think we should arrest him and interrogate him thoroughly." The man who just sacrificed his own family for the sake of justice came up to Niu Kun and said with ill intentions.
Niu Kun is the little leader among this group of people.
"You beast, you have no grudge against that fellow villager, how could you just throw dirty water on him for no reason? If I had known you would become such a scourge, I should have strangled you to death when you were born."
Lu Jianxun looked at his strange son in front of him with red eyes, covering his chest, his lips were bitten, but he was completely unaware.
It was all his fault. He raised such a son. Not only did the ancestral treasure get destroyed, but he also brought harm to the family of the young man outside the door.
"You are a member of the five black categories. I have severed ties with you a long time ago." Lu Xiangguang glared at him, then said to Niu Kun in a flattering manner: "Brother Niu, you have to believe in my loyalty to the organization." After saying that, he hardened his heart, picked up a wooden stick removed from a chair, and swung it directly at the old man lying on the ground.
With a "bang", the stick hit the back of the woman who had just supported Lu Jianxun. It turned out that at the moment when he swung the stick down, the woman flew over and threw herself on him, taking the blow for him.
"What a sin! I didn't teach him well. It's my sin as a mother." The woman endured the pain, lying on her old man, sobbing. The old couple hugged each other and cried.
After Lu Xiangguang hit Niu Kun, he saw that Niu Kun was watching the show from the side, so he gritted his teeth and continued to hit the two old men with the stick. The two old men blocked the blow for him and he took the blow for them. They were hit more than ten times without saying a word, with messy white hair and silent eyes, looking embarrassed and sad.
Niu Kun glanced at him sideways, feeling very disdainful of his servile appearance, but there was a rapidly growing sense of pride in his heart. These self-righteous scholars used to look down on others with their chins held high, but now, they are still like dogs, wagging their tails at him.
He could even betray his own father. What a conscienceless guy! He really thought that he would look up to him. Niu Kun curled his lips in disdain. However, this was a good thing for him. He destroyed so many reactionary books today, and his superiors would definitely remember his merit.
Glancing at the couple of country folk standing outside the courtyard gate, Niu Kun had no interest in criticizing such minor figures, but who could have made that couple just happen to bump into him?
"Go, open his package for me. I suspect he is an enemy spy. He has confidential materials of our party in his hands." Niu Kun casually pointed at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old kids behind him who still had immature faces and said.
Those who were burning, looting and smashing in the yard all stopped what they were doing, with a hint of fanaticism in their eyes. They did not ask him how he could tell that the other person was an enemy spy from an ordinary farmer, but all rushed towards Jiang Dahai with ferocious looks on their faces.
At this time, if Jiang Dahai still didn't know what happened, then he would have lived in vain. But he was just an ordinary countryman, and he had never quarreled with the villagers on weekdays, so how could he know how to refute the other party's distortion of right and wrong. He could only subconsciously step back a few steps and hug his son who was sitting on his back tightly in his arms, intending to protect his son quickly if something happened later.
"The Chairman said that without investigation, there is no right to speak. What right do you have to say that my father is an enemy spy? My family has been poor peasants for three generations. My grandfather fought against the devils on the battlefield and even broke one leg on the battlefield. He was a glorious PLA soldier. What do you want to do by slandering an ordinary person with a good family background? I think you are the enemy spy sent by the enemy to alienate the people and destroy the peace of the rear area."
Jiang Yilu, who was originally held in Jiang Dahai's arms, suddenly stuck his head out and shouted at Niu Kun.
The little Red Guards stopped their actions and looked at Niu Kun with a little suspicion. After all, Jiang Dahai looked like a very honest and simple country man, and the child in his arms was white and cute, and he didn't look like an enemy spy at all.
The little Red Guard, whose blood was boiling, was confused and didn't know who to believe.
Jiang Yilu was well aware of their reactions. These were probably children from the county middle school. They were at an age full of passion and had no idea what they were doing. They were also the easiest to be misled.
"Why are you looking at me? That little brat is so smooth-talking and you believe what he says. Why don't you catch them and see what's in their packages?"
Niu Kun was furious. Ever since he recruited this group of stupid boys, he was almost invincible. Those idiots were easy to deceive and would believe whatever he said and never doubted him. He didn't expect that the same person would be the cause of his success and failure. Now this group of people were actually bewitched by a four or five-year-old child.
"Look, what's on him."
A young Red Guard pointed behind Niu Kun and said in surprise.
Niu Kun was a little confused, but he couldn't see what was behind him, so he could only reach behind him.
"He wants to destroy the evidence." The person who spoke first took the thing down from behind him and held it high. It was a sticker with the American flag logo on it.
"Niu Kun is an American spy. He is the biggest reactionary. We must defeat reactionism." The little Red Guard raised his hands high, his cheeks flushed red, and pointed at Niu Kun and scolded him.
Now that the evidence was irrefutable, everyone rushed towards Niu Kun in anger, fearing that if they were a step late, they would be inactive and not proactive.
Niu Kun was pinned down by a group of people. He wanted to retort, but was blocked by the excited Red Guards. He couldn't count how many fists were thrown at him. He curled up like a shrimp in pain and couldn't utter a word.
Jiang Dahai took advantage of the chaos and left with his son.
Jiang Yilu poked his head out from behind and looked at the old couple lying on the ground hugging each other tightly, and Niu Kun who was being beaten by the crowd. For the first time, he did not feel ashamed for doing something bad.
He took that sticker out of the space and put it on Niu Kun. He knew what would happen to Niu Kun if he did that, but he didn't regret it. In that situation, if Niu Kun was fine, then the only one who would be in trouble would be his father.
Moreover, if there was one less Niu Kun in this world, there might be many fewer tragedies like Mr. Lu.
For the first time, Jiang Yilu clearly realized the horror of this era. If he wanted to survive well in this era, he might have to give up something.
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