In the past, Sangzhi would think that it would be easy to find the whereabouts of his elder brother.
Qin Yuan is the director of the Revolutionary Committee, and Jiang Yan is the head of the army. They hold high positions and have extensive connections, so it's not easy for them to find someone.
It’s actually really difficult.
She also heard from her uncle that labor camps are now the focus of attention. Although they are not big, they have long since turned into a small society.
There are prisoners, cadres and staff on the farm, as well as "employed people who stay on the farm" after being released from prison. Their household registration is registered on the farm.
Not to mention the family members and children of cadres and staff, and the family members and children of employed personnel.
I heard that when a farm was at its most chaotic, nine different types of people could be identified.
It wasn't so strict before.
But at the beginning of the Great Revolution, rebels from a certain college came to the farm to seize power.
A "Revolutionary Office" was set up to fight against all the leaders. The chaotic state lasted for a long time and attracted national attention.
The commotion was so severe that a battalion of troops was stationed there to quell the situation.
During the Cultural Revolution, when military control was implemented, a deputy head of the regiment was specially sent to lead the team to facilitate coordination with the main factory.
Qin Yuan is also unlucky. With this title, it seems that he has done a lot of bad things.
In fact, this person is not interested in excluding dissidents.
Every day he only thinks about catching spies and grabbing credits.
When he asked about the labor camp, those in the know thought he was going to launch some kind of campaign, so he just laughed it off and didn't say much useful stuff.
This time, he also took great pains to inquire with a comrade-in-arms to find out the location. As soon as the specific location was confirmed, he came to report the news.
Sangzhi asked him in surprise where he was, whether it was far away, and whether the conditions were bad.
This is not something that can be explained in a few words. On the way home, Qin Yuan told her that the place where he was being forced to work was not too far away.
It’s about two hundred miles away from here.
Sangnan was imprisoned in the Second Division, where labor reform prisoners were held, one category being political prisoners and the other criminal prisoners.
For the convenience of management, both types of criminals are reformed together.
"Then my brother is a political prisoner, right? Will he be bullied if he works alongside criminals?"
Although she had never met this elder brother, she was very nervous because of the original owner's emotions.
Sang Bei was extremely tired today and fell asleep shortly after getting in the car. Seeing that he was sleeping uncomfortably, Sang Zhi supported his head and put him on her lap to make him more comfortable.
In the dim environment, she patted the child's back patiently again and again, her brows furrowed, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Qin Yuan parked the car to the side, sighed, and his face was full of helplessness.
"I wanted to use my connections to get your brother out, but the leaders of the military control group were very stubborn. When they knew my intention, they said it was impossible.
But don't worry, there will always be opportunities. Now I have someone to look after him in there, and his life will be much better."
It was Jiang Yan who put in a lot of effort to find Sang Bei last time. Now if he wants to compete fairly with others, he has to start with her family, whom she cares about most.
Unfortunately, his current identity is sensitive and those people are very hostile to him.
Sang Zhi shook her head. "I'm already very grateful that you've been able to find out so much for me, but do you know what crime my brother was arrested for?"
After Qin Yuan stopped the car.
He even pretentiously combed his hair.
“I’m not sure about the details, but it seems like I wrote an article and submitted it to a newspaper years ago.
It contains opposition to cultural authoritarianism and different views on the destruction of the four olds, expressing one's own views and opinions without any ambiguity.
Later, the manuscript was rejected, and then someone made a big fuss about it.
Reporting what your brother wrote is counter-revolutionary."
Sangzhi gasped after hearing this.
According to Qin Yuan, her elder brother is a radical who goes against the whole social trend in pursuit of truth.
"But I heard from others that when he was in labor camp, he always insisted that he was wronged.
The one that was reported was not written by him.
But this kind of thing is not enough to be proven by words, and there were too many similar incidents at that time, so your brother's case was suppressed.
Didn't we have some problems in the first two years? The higher-ups were keeping a tight rein on the labor camp, and Director Zhang was the leader of the Second Branch, so it never hurt to have good relations with him.
Maybe we can get someone to re-investigate your brother's case!"
These words were like a clear spring, nourishing her anxious and thirsty heart.
How could she forget such an important thing?
Although I have never come into contact with anyone, according to Aunt Su Xia and the neighbors' description of him, my cheap brother does not seem to be such a careless person.
Besides, if she doesn’t understand her eldest brother, how could she not understand her second uncle’s family?
His family is in such a bad state, and it's all their fault. If they had framed him when he was not paying attention, wouldn't that have been easy?
According to the time calculation, her aunt had already married Xu Youfu, who was married for the second time.
It would be too easy for him to take advantage of his position and put the blame on his elder brother.
Besides, the last time she went to see Sang Bei, didn’t Wang Jinlong use a similar method to frame her?
Sang Yun's brain capacity is only the size of a melon seed, so she could never think of such a trick. What if they have used this method before?
The more Sangzhi thought about it, the more energetic he became, and the happier he became.
Qin Yuan was so praised that he couldn't even find the brakes, and he just sent them home so easily.
The child was sleeping soundly and no one had the heart to wake him up, so Qin Yuan helped carry him upstairs.
After settling him down, I found Sangzhi in the kitchen.
The teapot was emitting hot smoke, and steam was climbing up the window. In the misty air, she smiled at him.
The dimples on her lips rippled with this smile, like ripples on a lake wrinkled by the spring breeze, suddenly solidifying.
At that moment, his heart was beating wildly.
Sang Zhi didn't notice anything unusual about the other party. When she saw him coming, she handed him a glass of water.
The man didn't care about the temperature of the water and poured it all into his mouth.
“It’s hot!”
Seeing that the person was spurting out water and his face was red from being scalded, Sangzhi quickly took a towel to wipe it for him.
You're a pretty smart person, so why do you always make stupid mistakes in little things like this?
Qin Yuan also felt that he had been stupid, but when he saw her busying around and wiping him with a towel, his heart suddenly became lively.
With a competitor like Jiang Yan, he has a strong sense of crisis.
It occurred to me that no one had ever revealed their thoughts to Sangzhi.
I feel a little distracted.
Thinking about confessing first.
"Sangzhi, you are amazing. Even the boiled water you pour tastes sweet. It's so sweet that it touches my heart."
Sangzhi looked at him and then at the cup.
The expression is hard to describe.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I put maple syrup in your water cup. It would be strange if it wasn't sweet."
A man who flatters a horse but ends up hitting its leg is not discouraged.
He stood straight, like a taut string, watching her walk back and forth. It felt like there was a fire burning in his chest. He was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, but he was also dizzy with some secret expectation.
"Sangzhi, I want to confess something to you."
He wiped the sweat from his palms and looked at them with puzzled eyes.
His voice sounded rough, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.
"Sangzhi, I like you. Well, if you don't mind, how about we be together?"
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