Chapter 175 Temple

When Sagawa came again later, he brought her a mutton-fat jade bracelet.

She stuffed it into the inner pocket of her clothes and took it out mysteriously. When Xia Zhizhi got it, it was still warm.

Sagawa said: "You are the bright moon in the sky. Only a white jade like this can barely match you."

Xia Zhizhi smiled and praised him: "Comrade Sagawa, I feel your feelings and allow you to pursue me. Please don't slack off in the future, work harder to show yourself, and strive to gain my recognition as soon as possible!"

Sagawa?

Is it allowed now?

Seeing him stunned, Xia Zhizhi waved her hand and said to him, "Alright, alright, go and get busy. I look forward to meeting you next time. I believe you will bring me a more exquisite gift. You won't let me down, right?"

"Oh, oh, no." Sagawa felt something was wrong, but then she thought, she was just a seventeen-year-old girl. Maybe because she had no shortage of money, she had no concrete concept of these things.

Sagawa would come over every now and then, and as long as the things he brought were expensive enough, Xia Zhizhi would give him a smile.

The educated youth who returned to their hometowns came back one after another. Many of them found good prospects and no longer came to farm. The educated youth were envious and jealous of them, while others sincerely wished them well.

With fewer people, the old educated youth's place is less crowded, which is a real benefit.

Today, Xia Zhizhi was lying on the kang as usual when she heard a commotion outside.

Soon someone came to her room.

It was Peng Minya and Zhang Yifeng (the leaders of the Mudanjiang Middle School Anti-Blindness Team.)

Peng Minya stepped forward and excitedly took her hand: "Xia Zhiqing, during this period of time, classmate Zhang and I have been promoting the Red Star Shining Blindness Elimination Group in the city. The revolutionary cause has achieved initial success. The number of group members has increased from 60 to 225. Today I bring them to see you so that they can feel the instructions of our group leader up close!"

Xia Zhizhi: ...

I had no choice but to sit up and take a group photo with the leaders.

Then brainwash everyone in the yard.

It’s still the same old routine, taking out the leader’s words and interpreting them in depth based on the ambiguity.

Students send out from time to time.

"oh?"

"oh!"

A sigh came.

After everyone finished listening to Xia Zhizhi's instructions, Peng Minya told her another piece of good news: "We will go to Jinguang Temple later. Commissioner of Discipline Inspection, you will go with us!"

Xia Zhizhi didn't want to go, but she was forced to go because they wanted the Discipline Inspection Commission to see everyone's enthusiasm for the revolutionary cause.

Jinguang Temple was first built in the Ming Dynasty. It is a grand building with majestic and magnificent halls. During its heyday in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it had fifty to sixty temples of various sizes and a complete collection of Buddhist scriptures totaling more than 8,000 volumes.

Although it has gradually declined over the years, only two-fifths of the original building is open to the public, and many monks have been dismissed, leaving only about 20 to 30 monks who grew up in the temple and have nowhere else to go.

Although it is in a shabby state, the foundation is still there, which is enough to make people jealous.

The large army rushed to the Jinguang Temple in a mighty manner, and the students quickly captured all the monks as if they were catching ducks.

Xia Zhizhi pressed her hands and said, "Students, please be quiet for a moment and listen to me!"

"These monks chant sutras every day, and their brains are poisoned by superstitious thoughts. It is useless to beat or scold them. We must make them deeply aware of their own stupidity and ignorance!"

A student asked: "How can we make them realize their own foolishness and ignorance?"

"It depends on ideological education!" Xia Zhizhi took out a book, held it high and shouted, "Only the leader's quotations can purify their minds and make them reflect deeply on their own stupidity!"

"They can chant sutras, right? Let them chant this!"

"The disciplinary committee is right!" The students pushed the precious book in front of a little monk and said, "Read it out loud to me!"

The little monk turned his head away stubbornly.

How could he possibly tarnish his own faith!

The guards didn't have that much patience and punched him directly, but the little monk was still stubborn.

Zhang Yifeng pointed at the host and said, "You don't want to listen, right? If you don't read it, beat this old man up!"

Immediately, someone quick-handed went up and punched the old monk twice.

The old host fell to the ground with a swollen face and nose.

The remaining monks in the temple who had nowhere to go were basically picked up and raised by the old abbot, who was both a strict teacher and a kind father.

They could hold on even when they themselves were beaten, but they certainly couldn't stand by and watch their master get beaten.

They all cried out in pain.

"Master!"

"Abbot!"

The stubborn little monk also shouted with red eyes: "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I will recite, I will recite!"

The students spit on them: "If you had listened to me earlier, nothing would have happened. If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished! Ugh!"

"Recite for me! Don't stop!" Seeing that some monks were keeping their heads down and unable to move, the students punched the old abbot twice more.

Now, everyone’s reading voices are loud and orderly.

Xia Zhizhi persuaded the students who were about to rush in to smash and destroy things: "We, the members of the Red Star Blindness Sweeping Group, are all civilized revolutionary backbones. It is not appropriate for us to do such crude things. Of course, we cannot leave these remnants of feudal superstition alone."

Xia Zhizhi pointed at the abbot and said, "Let's give them two days and let this old man take these little bald guys to deal with all these things!"

Zhang Yifeng punched the old host and said, "Do you understand? You guys should deal with these things later!"

The old abbot glanced at Xia Zhizhi, then lowered his head and said, "I will take care of it!"

We all made a lot of noise for a long time, and seeing that it was getting late, we finally came down from the Jinguang Temple.

After the commotion, the group of students dispersed without caring at all about how the weak and helpless disciplinary committee members would get back.

Poor Xia Zhizhi, she had to find a way to return to the village on her own.

It was really a great sin.

She didn't want to leave anymore, so she planned to find a driver to take her there.

When she passed by, there was only one car.

The person who rushed the car was a boy who was about 18 or 19 years old. He was piling food onto the car. He had long arms and legs and worked very skillfully.

The boy wore a sheepskin hat. He had a deep nose bridge and eye sockets. His eye and hair colors were lighter than those of ordinary people. His hair was a little naturally curly, which looked quite nice.

From Xia Zhizhi's perspective, it can score 80 points.

The boy took the time to look at her and said, "Sister, are you looking for a car? Where are you going?"

It’s too high.

Maximum 40.

Xia Zhizhi said: "I'm going to the Zhongxing Brigade."

"Oh, Linjia Village. It's on my way. Wait, I'll give you a ride."

There was no other choice, and soon Xia Zhizhi was sitting on the food bag.

The boy chased the donkey while talking to her: "Big sister, are you visiting people in Linjiatun or what else are you doing?"

"I was a sent-down youth working in the countryside there."

"Emma, ​​the educated youth, I knew it. You look so ugly and have those bulging eyes. You definitely can't be from their village. Just now I was wondering why you came to visit empty-handed!"

The boy chasing the donkey suddenly lowered his voice: "Big sister, I want to ask you a question. Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."