Chapter 295: 60 years ago, motorcycles were in the spotlight

Bobai County.

Huandong Road.

A large brick and tile house with a yard.

An old man with wrinkled face and gray hair was lying on a chair, looking at his son, daughter-in-law, daughter, son-in-law, granddaughter, nephew and niece in front of him, and sighed in his heart. It was a pity after all that he had no grandchildren.

"Dad, you suddenly called us all back. Is there something wrong?" The person asking the question was the old man's son Liang Yunfei, who was the director of the Bobai Forest Farm and a well-known figure in the county.

The old man said calmly, "I feel that my time is coming, so I called you back to tell you about my final affairs."

"Dad, what are you talking about? You will live to be a hundred years old." The speaker was the old man's daughter Liang Yunfang, who currently works in the industrial and commercial bureau of a township.

The old man shook his head and said, "I know my physical condition. I don't think I will survive this year. The fortune teller said that I will have a hard time at the age of 79. It seems that it has really come true."

"Grandpa, this is feudal superstition. If you feel unwell, let's go to the hospital for a check-up." The speaker was a young girl in her early twenties. She was the old man's only granddaughter, Liang Yuqing, and now she was a teacher at the No. 1 Primary School in Bobai Town.

"Okay, let's not talk about this."

The old man waved his hands and said, "Every year during the Qingming Festival, other families are busy worshipping their ancestors, but our family has never worshipped our ancestors. I have never even told you where our ancestors are. Originally, I was going to take this secret to the underworld, but I have thought a lot during this period of time, and finally decided to tell you this secret."

When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.

Liang Yunfei asked curiously, "Dad, when I was a kid, I asked you this question and you scolded me. What secret is hidden in this?"

Others were also very curious.

The old man lay on the chair, looking at the roof beams, recalling the extremely bloody scene that happened 60 years ago, and said in a somewhat gloomy tone: "I haven't mentioned my ancestors to you for so many years, mainly because it's embarrassing!"

Liang Yunfei and his sister Liang Yunfang looked at each other. They had various guesses, but they had never thought of this reason.

"Dad, what's going on?"

The old man closed his eyes and recalled, "Our hometown is in Supo Village, Dongubao. On the 23rd day of the first lunar month 60 years ago, at midnight, San Zhuaer and other bandit leaders led more than 3,000 people to surround our village. I was only 19 years old that year."

Hearing this, Liang Yuqing was shocked. More than 3,000 bandits surrounded the village. This was too scary.

The others also showed expressions of shock. It was terrifying just to think about so many bandits surrounding the village.

"As soon as the sun rose, dozens of bandits shouted around the village: If you don't open the gates to welcome us, we will double the money and immediately raze the village to the ground, leaving no one alive!"

At this point, the old man opened his eyes and explained the cause and effect: "At that time, there were nearly 300 people in our village. The village was built with solid walls made of rattan, bamboo and wood. Moreover, the villagers have been tough since ancient times and were not afraid of these bandits. One month before these bandits came to besiege the village, the bandit leader San Zhuaer sent someone to deliver a red slip (a notice for property), asking the villagers of our village to hand over a large sum of silver.

Our village would never agree to such an unreasonable request, so we naturally rejected it without hesitation.

Then the bandit leader San Zhuaer felt humiliated and became very angry, so he gathered together dozens of other bandits from his "gangs" and threatened to raze our village to the ground.

At that time, the villagers in our village were very brave and immediately swore an oath of blood, determined to work together to resist the bandits and defend the village. "

At this point, the old man showed a proud expression: "At that time, while we were strengthening the walls, we also made knives, spears, muskets, cannons and other weapons, and sent people to stand guard day and night to prevent sudden attacks by bandits.

Villagers from eight nearby villages, including Zhanwu and Xiangsitang, also temporarily moved into our village to avoid thieves. "

When everyone heard this, they started to get nervous. 300 people against 3,000 people, how could they fight?

Liang Yuqing couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, did they fight later?"

“The fight has begun!”

The old man took a deep breath, calmed down, and continued, "The shouting of those bandits was ignored by the people in our village. Soon the bandit leader sent out two "pioneer death squads", each with about 30 people, to attack from the east and west at the same time."

Everyone's heart tightened when they heard this. Although they knew that their father (grandfather, grandfather-in-law) was fine, they were all sweating in their hearts.

"Those 'suicide squad' members were only wearing a pair of shorts, with red cloth belts around their waists, holding large knives, shouting 'kill' as they swarmed forward."

Although 60 years have passed, the scene is still vivid in his mind. The old man said proudly: "When we saw these bandits attacking, the villagers in our village did not panic at all. They aimed their guns one by one and fired every shot. The two "suicide squads" were all hit as soon as they met, and some were either killed or injured.

Those bandits suffered a great loss and switched to bombarding with homemade guns and cannons. After the bombardment, they continued to launch new attacks, but they were all repelled by the people in our village.

In this way, these bandits attacked for three days and three nights, and they suffered heavy casualties. No bandit could cross the wall. During those three days and three nights, I killed a bandit with my own hands. "

Liang Yunfei's blood boiled after hearing this and he couldn't help but clap his hands and cheer. 300 people against 3,000 people, although they had the advantage of defending the city, it was indeed a remarkable record. At the same time, he was also applauding his father's courage, killing the bandits with his own hands, what a domineering thing it was.

The others were also excited when they heard this. This was a battle that the old man had experienced personally. It sounded more real and more attractive than those stories.

"After three days and three nights of attack without success, the bandit leader San Zhuaer was at a loss as to what to do. He had to send people to ask for help from the big bandit leader Liang Shouqing in the north, asking Liang to come and command."

The old man continued, "After the bandits increased their numbers, they launched another attack. At that time, we had been fighting for three consecutive days and nights. We were exhausted and had little ammunition left. But we were all heroes in our village. As long as we were not defeated, we would continue to kill the bandits and repel the bandits' attacks again and again.

In fact, at the critical moment, our village also sent people to ask for help from the governor of Donggu Fort, and asked him to ask the county government to send troops to rescue.

But the owner of the fort just walked away without helping.

The county government had 300 soldiers. When they arrived at Dalingxu, which was only 30 miles away from our village, they saw that the bandits were strong and quickly retreated to the county government to save their lives.

When Liang Yuqing heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and she felt that something big might happen next.

"By the sixth night of the battle, the bandits had suffered heavy casualties and the attack was suspended. At midnight, a young man from our village who was guarding the village did not see any movement from the bandits, so he leaned out to observe. Unfortunately, he was shot dead by the bandits."

Recalling that scene, the old man sighed and said, "After the news of the young man's death spread, his relatives cried loudly. We had been guarding for so many days without any reinforcements. Everyone was just holding on by willpower. When the crying started, people's hearts became unstable.

Those bandits were smart, and they took advantage of the opportunity to threaten and bribe them, and on the second night..."

At this point, the old man closed his eyes in pain, and after a while he continued, "During these six days and six nights of fighting, I killed three bandits with my own hands, but I didn't expect that my cowardly father would secretly betray the bandits and open the small door to let the bandits in."

"ah?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present exclaimed in surprise. This turn of events was something they had never expected.

Just now, I was excited for the villagers to kill the bandits, but in the blink of an eye, their grandfather (great grandfather) chose to join the bandits. Is there anything more embarrassing than this? In the words of later generations, it was so embarrassing that I dug out a three-bedroom apartment with my feet.

The old man's voice was trembling a little: "At that time, the villagers rose up to resist, especially the two young men guarding the lane, who hacked at more than a dozen bandits until their blades were bent and they had no strength left, and then they died under the knives of those bandits.

Eventually, the entire village was outnumbered and captured by the bandits.

After the bandits broke into the village, they burned, killed and looted. More than 280 people were killed and 8 were captured. Only 7 people jumped into the cesspool or lay in the pile of corpses to save their lives. I was able to save my life by lying in the pile of corpses.

Hearing this, everyone was silent! After a while, Liang Yuqing asked carefully: "Grandpa, Zeng... Grandpa has become a thief, and he doesn't even care about you, his son? If there was an accident at that time, then..."

The old man sneered and said, “He only cares about himself. If he had discussed this with me in advance, I would have stopped him. The village might have been captured in the end, and the fate of the villagers would not have changed. But at least we all tried our best, and it was not because of someone betraying the bandits that such a tragedy happened.

After something like this happened, even though most of the villagers are dead, do I still have the face to go back to the village?"

Liang Yunfei understood his father very well. He sighed and said, "Grandpa did something like this. If it were me, I would not be able to face returning to the village."

Liang Yunfang also had mixed feelings. Chinese people have had a heroic complex since ancient times, and they especially admire those heroes. Having a grandfather who is afraid of death is indeed a rather shameful thing. No wonder her father never mentioned his background.

Liang Yuqing was really curious. Although she knew that her grandfather was upset, she couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, have you seen Great Grandpa since that night?"

The old man said calmly: "Since that night, I have considered him dead."

Liang Yunfei asked, "Dad, do you want to take us back to our hometown to recognize our ancestors? We can't blame other ancestors for what grandpa did."

Chinese people believe in returning to one's roots. It is absolutely false to say that the old man did not want to return to his hometown before his death. It was just that when he thought of what happened in the village that year and the nearly 300 lives lost, he felt ashamed to go back.

Liang Yuqing seemed to understand her grandfather's concerns and said, "Grandpa, you don't have to blame yourself too much. What Grandpa Zeng did has nothing to do with you. You didn't survive by joining the bandits. You left your hometown for decades and haven't been back. I think you should go back and take a look.

Besides, it has been 60 years. Even if someone survived by chance, they are probably dead now. No one will recognize you when you go back. Only if we worship our ancestors again, others will know our identities.”

The old man waved his hands and said, "We haven't worshipped our ancestors for 60 years. Now your generation has stopped the incense, so there is no point in worshipping our ancestors anymore. This is the retribution for our Liang family. God has eyes, and the evil deeds of my father have come back to us, his descendants."

He had reasons for saying this, as he had five children in total, but only one son and one daughter survived.

And his son also had four children, but only one daughter survived. If this wasn't retribution, what was it? Liang Yunfei couldn't help but look at his wife when he heard this. Because three children died in succession, they also believed in the theory of retribution.

I didn’t know that my father was carrying such a secret before. I just thought it was because of bad feng shui in our family. Now I realize that maybe the problem lies with his grandfather.

Of course, such mysterious things are just suspicions and can never be confirmed.

As a teacher, Liang Yuqing had been educated in an era where people did not believe in superstition, so she did not believe in such things. However, she would not refute her elders. She just said, "Grandpa, since everyone is here today, why don't we go back to our hometown together?"

The old man pondered for a moment, and finally sighed and said, "Then let's go back and take a look together!"

…

Dongu Township is located on the banks of the Nanliu River in the southwest of Bobai County, and Dongu Market is 27 kilometers away from the county seat.

Donggu Township is the highest area in the county, with famous peaks such as Jiguanzhang, Liutangjing, Tiemaotou, Yunfeizhang, etc. On both sides of Nanliu River, there are beautiful peaks, strange mountains and clear waters. The Yanshixian Bridge, the first of the eight scenic spots in the county, and the famous Yanshi Temple are all in it, and it is known as the Little Yangshuo of Bobai.

Liang Yunfei and Liang Yunfang, a brother and sister, have both been to Dongu Township. One has been to Yunfeizhang and the other has been to Yanshi Temple. However, they never dreamed that Dongu Township would be the hometown they longed for.

This time I came back with my elderly father. After knowing that this is my hometown, my mood is completely different from the first time I came here.

As for Liang Yuqing and the others, they were purely curious. It was their first time to come to Dongu Township. After the bus entered the Dongu area, they began to look around.

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Although Mr. Liang has not returned to his hometown for 60 years, and his hometown has changed a lot in the past 60 years, he has lived here for nearly 20 years after all, and the memory has long been engraved deep in his mind. After getting off the bus at Dongguwei, he took his family and walked towards the Supo Village in his memory.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the old man surnamed Liang brought his family back to the Supo Village in his memory.

The Supo Village at this time was completely different from the Supo Village he remembered. The place where the village was located back then had been converted into a village primary school at some point, and all the familiar buildings had disappeared. If it were not for the road and the mountains and fields nearby for comparison, the old man surnamed Liang would not have dared to recognize that this was the Supo Village of the past.

Seeing his father stop here and keep looking, Liang Yunfei couldn't help but ask: "Dad, could this be..."

The old man surnamed Liang nodded, pointed to the primary school in front of him and said, "This is the village where we lived back then."

People were not surprised to see this place was converted into a primary school. After all, according to the old man surnamed Liang, the number of villagers and bandits who died in the siege of the village was probably several hundred, if not a thousand. If it were built as a private residence, not many people would dare to live there.

But if it is changed to a school, there will be no such worry, because there is no evil place that the school cannot suppress.

Just like the Shuangwang Junior High School where Deng Yunhua and Deng Yunheng are studying now, it was actually the lair of the bandit leader Long Sanba in the southern part of Bobai County during the Republic of China. Many people died there back then, but after it was converted into a junior high school, the entire school went smoothly. Later on, it developed into one of the top junior high schools in the county, which is awesome.

Although the village in his memory has disappeared, there are still many familiar mountains, forests and rivers around it. The old man surnamed Liang takes his family for a walk and has a look. When someone asks about it, he just makes up an excuse to deal with it.

After walking around for more than an hour, the old man surnamed Liang sighed and said, "We've seen everything we need to see. Let's go back!"

Liang Yunfei asked: "Dad, are you really not going to visit the ancestral grave?"

The old man surnamed Liang shook his head and said, "No, I won't go. Anyway, it won't be long before I go down to meet the ancestors. I'll explain to them then!"

Liang Yuqing continued, "Grandpa, don't say such discouraging words. You are in good health now. I don't think you can live to be a hundred years old, but you can live another ten or eight years."

"Xiao Qing, grandpa is already very old. Those friends in the village have been gone for 60 years. It's time for me to go down and look for them."

At this point, the old man surnamed Liang paused, looked at his only granddaughter and said, "Xiao Qing, you are already 23 years old this year, and you are old enough to get married. Because you are the only child in the family, your parents were reluctant to let you get married so early, so they didn't find a matchmaker to introduce you to a partner.

But, grandpa has been dreaming a lot recently, and all he dreams about are people and events from 60 years ago. I'm afraid he really won't survive this year. I think you should take this time to find a partner and get married. Otherwise, once grandpa passes away, it will be difficult for you to get married in the next two years. If you delay any further, you will be really old.

Besides, before he passed away, Grandpa also hoped to see you get married."

Originally, the Liang family didn't believe that the end of their life was coming. After all, who could predict when they would die? But the old man surnamed Liang repeatedly emphasized this matter, and the dream he had also had that meaning, so the Liang family had to take it seriously.

Yuqing's mother then said, "Dad, when we get back I'll ask a matchmaker to introduce a date to Xiaoqing. She's not young anymore anyway, and if she doesn't get married she'll be an old maid."

Liang Yuqing: “(#-_-)”

…

Sui Feng Hotel.

Family members and hotel staff were all looking at Deng Shirong's brand new Jialing 70 motorcycle.

In this era, the number of motorcycles in Bobai County was really very small. Many towns and villages did not even have motorcycles, especially new motorcycles like Jialing 70. They were extremely rare even in county towns, let alone towns and villages.

After all, a car costs more than 7,000 yuan. Even among the small group of people who got rich first, few would be willing to spend money to buy it, let alone families with average economic conditions.

Therefore, the number of motorcycles is even less than that of cars.

Everyone touched the motorcycle here and there, praising its beauty.

Unfortunately, except Deng Shirong, no one present knows how to drive, otherwise they would all like to go out for a ride.

At this time, it was almost time for the kindergarten to finish school. Deng Shirong inserted the key, stepped on the motorcycle, and said with a smile: "I'm going to pick up Xiao Dong'er. Ah Zhen, you should get in the car and follow me, otherwise I'm afraid Xiao Dong'er won't be able to hold on to her."

Deng Yunzhen had never ridden a motorcycle before. She responded happily and sat behind her father with her legs crossed.

Deng Shirong grabbed the clutch with his left hand, tapped the accelerator with his left toe slightly and shifted into gear. Then he slowly released the clutch with his left hand and stepped on the accelerator with his right hand. The motorcycle drove out smoothly. Then he half-grabbed the clutch, released the accelerator slightly, tapped the accelerator with his left toe again, and shifted to the second gear very smoothly.

Then he performed the same operation again, successfully shifted into third gear, and drove all the way to the kindergarten.

Suifeng Hotel is not far from Xiaodong'er's kindergarten. You can just turn a corner and drive about a hundred meters forward on the motorcycle to get there.

Deng Yunzhen got off the motorcycle with a reluctant look on her face and said, "Dad, this motorcycle is so comfortable to sit on, and it's much faster than a bicycle. It's really convenient!"

Deng Shirong said with a smile: "You get what you pay for. The money I spent on a motorcycle like this can be used to buy more than 20 bicycles."

At this time, many parents were already waiting at the entrance of the kindergarten. Because Deng Yunzhen often picked up and dropped off Xiao Dong'er, she was familiar with many of the children's parents. When they saw Deng Yunzhen getting off the motorcycle, they all asked curiously.

Soon, all the parents knew that this was the motorcycle that Deng Changli’s grandfather had just bought, and it cost more than 7,000 yuan.

After hearing the news, the scene was almost in an uproar, and everyone was amazed.

Of course, there were also sharp-eyed parents who recognized Deng Shirong and knew that he was the big boss of Sui Feng Hotel. After this identity was spread, all the parents were relieved.

After all, who among those who live in the county town doesn’t know Suifeng Hotel?

…

"grandfather!"

Xiao Dong'er was picked up by her aunt. When she saw her grandfather waiting nearby, she couldn't help but smile happily.

Deng Shirong said with a smile: "Xiao Dong'er, come up quickly, grandpa will take you for a ride."

Although Xiao Dong'er didn't know what a motorcycle was, she was instinctively excited when she heard about riding a motorcycle, and urged, "Aunt, carry me up quickly, I want to ride a motorcycle!"

Deng Yunzhen smiled and carried her up to sit down, then she sat on top of her with her legs folded, saying, "Xiao Dong'er, you have to hold on to your grandpa tight!"

Xiao Dong'er hugged Grandpa tightly and said happily: "Let's drive! Let's drive!"

Deng Shirong laughed, and then operated as before. Under the gaze of many children, parents and teachers in the kindergarten, he drove forward in a cool manner. When he reached the intersection ahead, he turned and disappeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, many children shouted to their parents or grandparents: "Dad, I want to ride in the car too!"

"Mom, I want to ride in a car like this too!"

"Grandpa, I want to ride in that beautiful car too!"

“…”

The parents looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

This motorcycle costs more than 7,000 yuan. Not to mention that they can't afford it, even if they can afford it, who would be willing to buy it?

(End of this chapter)