"..."
Sujin fell silent.
"Jinzi, don't be afraid. Dad still has some money. I'll give you three hundred when I leave, and I'll only give you one hundred silver!" Su Dazhi comforted him.
"Dad, how much money do you have left? In total?" Su Jin asked.
"Over nine hundred yuan, what's wrong?" Su Dazhi found Su Jin's expression strange.
"That's enough!" Su Jin held out his hand. "Dad, give me nine hundred!"
"What do you need so much money for?" Su Dazhi subconsciously covered his underwear.
These two are alike; they both sewed their savings into their underwear.
"Dad! I've found a way to get Deputy Factory Director Zhao on my side. The middleman said that for just 1,000 yuan, I can get promoted!" Su Jin's eyes were full of anticipation. "If I get promoted, I won't have to go to the countryside anymore! Dad, I still have 100 yuan left, so just give me 900!"
Su Dazhi frowned and asked, "Who is this middleman?"
“Xiao Shengli!” Su Jin said, “Dad, he promised…”
"A smiling tiger?!" Su Dazhi exclaimed in surprise.
Xiao Shengli is the real name of the attendance clerk, the Smiling Tiger.
“Yes, it’s Uncle Xiao.” Su Jin’s eyes were still shining.
"no!"
Su Dazhi said firmly, "That man is a liar! Don't you know he and your father don't get along?"
"Dad! You are you! I am me! Uncle Xiao is much more magnanimous than you. He said he wouldn't stoop to your level at all!"
As Su Jin spoke, seeing that Su Dazhi remained unmoved, he suddenly became anxious, "Dad! Uncle Xiao patted his chest and guaranteed to me that he would definitely get it done! If he couldn't, he would return all one thousand yuan!"
"It used to cost 1200 or 1300, why is it 1000 now?"
Su Dazhi continued to shake his head, "This is absolutely a scam. If I give you this money, it's like throwing a meat bun to a dog—gone forever!"
"dad!"
Su Jin became agitated and roared, "How can you just stand by and watch someone die?"
"What are you yelling about?"
Su Dazhi also got anxious, "Everyone else can go to the countryside, why can't you?"
Su Jin fell silent, clenching his jaw tightly until the muscles in his cheeks bulged out.
He approached Su Dazhi: "You're reluctant to part with the money, aren't you? Let me tell you—you have to pay today, whether you want to or not!"
As he spoke, he pushed Su Dazhi to the ground and tried to pull down his pants.
Su Dazhi was caught off guard by his son's attack. He clutched his belt desperately, shouting hoarsely, "You unfilial son! You rebellious son!"
"What are you doing?!" A loud shout suddenly came from behind the two.
Both of them paused for a moment.
Turning around, he saw it was Grandpa Su Xueshu, holding half a brick in his hand, pointing at Su Jin: "Second son, have you gone too far? You've even started fighting with your father?"
As he spoke, he swung the brick in his hand and threw it at him.
Su Jin quickly let go and jumped to the side.
The brick landed squarely on Su Dazhi's chest.
Su Dazhi coughed, feeling his heart skip a beat.
Su Xueshu bent down and picked up another brick, throwing it at Su Jin, who was trying to escape. This time, it hit Su Jin's left knee pit precisely.
Su Jin's legs buckled, and he immediately knelt on one knee and fell to the ground.
Su Dazhi and Su Xueshu rushed forward, each taking one arm, and swiftly twisted both of his arms behind his back.
"Bring me a rope!" Su Dazhi panted heavily.
Su Xueshu rolled his eyes and pulled out his belt.
The two men tightly bound Su Jin's hands behind his back.
Just then, the joint working group from the Educated Youth Office and the Revolutionary Committee arrived at the Su family compound again.
This time, it was Tie, the cadre, and two unfamiliar young men from the Revolutionary Committee who came.
Seeing that Su Jin was already tied up, Officer Tie gave Su Dazhi a thumbs up: "When it comes to awareness, Old Su is the best! He's all tied up and waiting for us to come and take him away? Old Su, you're truly a model of putting righteousness before family!"
A few sarcastic compliments made Su Dazhi's face turn red and white.
Su Jin opened his mouth to speak, but Su Xueshu had already tucked in his pants, dug up a puddle of dirt from the ground, and stuffed it solidly into his mouth.
"Mmm...mmm...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
When Su Jin was taken away, although he couldn't speak, everyone could guess that he must have been swearing venomously.
Su Dazhi still felt a little sorry for his eldest son, whom he valued most. He pulled Tie over and offered him a cigarette: "Old Tie, what should we do about Jinzi's crime?"
"Lock them up, wait for the appointed time, and then send them to the countryside! What else can they do?!"
Tie accepted the cigarette, his attitude softening considerably. "I'm temporarily assigned to work the night shift the day after tomorrow. If you want to give him something, come to the Revolutionary Committee building on the third floor after 11 p.m. the day after tomorrow."
"Hey! Thanks, Brother Tie!"
Su Dazhi bowed and scraped as he saw Officer Tie off, then looked at his father suspiciously: "Dad, weren't you... also locked up?"
"You little brat!"
Su Xueshu took off his shoe and started hitting Su Dazhi repeatedly, yelling, "Look at me! I'm old! They know I have a heart condition! They even checked and found out! I didn't lay a hand on them! I just took the beating! And they released me!"
"Dad, listen to me... Ouch!" Su Dazhi cried out in pain as he dodged.
My father beat people without hesitation, never caring whether it was a place where he could hit them or not.
"The one who died wasn't Da Jian, was it?"
Su Xueshu stopped hitting him after he had had enough, stared at him intently, and asked a question.
Su Dazhi opened his mouth, but looking at his father's eyes, which seemed to be awaiting judgment, he didn't know what to say.
Su Xueshu's face instantly fell, his skin and flesh collapsing: "...It's Da Jian?"
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