Liu Lao was very sure of her memory.
She said: "Sister, you must have remembered it wrong.
I was eleven years old during the Beitai Defense War.
I followed my parents and ran away to Beitai.
I was present when the baby was born in the air-raid shelter. , This is indeed the case, but my mother and a group of aunts helped deliver the baby, and it has nothing to do with you, eldest sister. " Liu Ting patted her head: "Look at my memory, it's bad.
It's true.
I wasn't at the scene.
I heard my mother tell me later, but I know that the man who gave birth was Zheng Zeru.
At that time, he was alias Wang Zeru and was responsible for battlefield propaganda work. " Liu Yu said: "This makes sense.
Secretary Zheng established a family in his early years, but his wife and children were separated during the war.
It is very possible that his wife and children died at the hands of the Japanese.
From then on, he joined the revolution alone, and he did not consider it until now.
Personal issues."
Liu Ting said: "It is very possible that in the years of war and chaos, not to mention ordinary people, even Lin Wenjing fell into the hands of the enemy.
It seems that Secretary Zheng's wife and child were indeed killed.
Alas, Zheng Zeru's character is still worthy of admiration.
He is a model of Communist Party members.”
The two sisters sighed and admired Secretary Zheng's noble character even more.
There was an inconspicuous small building on Boai Street in Beitai City.
Hongyu was sitting on a wicker chair knitting a sweater.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
She went to open the door and saw two public security officers, followed by a man in a black tunic suit.
Hongyu was busy pouring tea and getting an ashtray, and asked happily: "Did our Lao Wang send you here?"
The public security officer introduced himself with a smile on his face: "We are from the Jiangbei District Public Security Bureau.
This is Comrade Xu Tingge from the Provincial City Public Security Bureau.
He has something to talk to you about."
Xu Tingge said: "Sister-in-law, I sent you a letter and some other things."
Hongyu accepted the letter with joy, took it out and read it at a glance.
As she read it, her face changed, and she sat down slumped without saying a word.
Xu Tingge said: "There are two hundred yuan here.
He asked me to transfer it to you.
The living expenses of you two and the children's tuition will be sent as scheduled."
Hongyu still didn't speak.
Xu Tingge took a deep breath: "Sister-in-law, he has no choice but to do it.
Everything is for the needs of revolutionary work.
I hope you can understand and support it."
Hongyu turned to look out the window and said quietly: "I have understood him and supported him all my life, and this is what I have been waiting for in the end."
Xu Tingge coughed dryly.
Even an old spy was a little embarrassed when faced with such a scene.
He looked around and said to the two public security officers: "Take more care of me in the future.
If you need anything, you can report directly to me."
Both police officers nodded.
"Sister-in-law, let's do this for now.
I won't disturb you anymore."
Xu Tingge left with the two policemen.
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After a while, a boy wearing a red scarf came back with a bound and a schoolbag on his back.
When he entered the door, he shouted: " Mom, I'm back."
There were three teacups on the coffee table, as well as an ashtray.
The boy said happily: "Did dad send someone to pick us up?"
Hongyu said: "There is a letter from your father.
He is very busy with work and cannot come to pick us up for the time being."
The boy blinked: "When will we be finished?"
Hongyu couldn't hold back her tears and held her son in her arms: "He is a revolutionary, a busy man, and he is never finished.
Let's ignore him and live by ourselves."
The boy broke away from his mother's arms and said, "Dad is the greatest.
When I grow up, I want to be like my dad, an underground party member and a hero."
When Xu Tingge returned to the provincial capital, Secretary Zheng was presiding over the counterrevolutionary work meeting.
During the meeting, he met with Xu Tingge.
After listening to his report, he remained silent for a long time and said, "I'm sorry for the two of them.
From now on, I have to use part of my monthly salary."
Send them over to ensure their quality of life.”
"Secretary Zheng, I have already made arrangements.
You are busy with work, so you don't have to distract yourself from these things in life."
Xu Tingge said respectfully.
Zheng Zeru waved his hand: "You came just in time.
The central government has issued instructions on investigating and suppressing counter-revolutionary movements.
We must maintain a high degree of consistency with the Party Central Committee and the East China Bureau to resolutely eliminate the remaining forces of the Kuomintang, latent spies, and those who have historically done harm to our party."
There are bad elements who have been harmed by our army.
We must kill some, lock up some, and control some.
We must be strict, strict and fast, and we must not tolerate them.
The burden is heavy and the task is tight.
Old Xu, you have a heavy responsibility
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Xu Tingge said: "Please rest assured, the organization, the public security soldiers are the party's guns.
Wherever the party points, we will hit."
Zheng Zeru nodded with satisfaction: "You are a veteran on the hidden front.
If you take action, the organization can rest assured."
A massive anti-counterrevolutionary campaign began.
Various remnants of the Kuomintang, feudal reactionary Taoist sects, imperialist hidden spies, and bullies who had done harm to one party were caught one after another and sentenced to death.
This greatly pleased people's hearts, greatly boosted morale, and frightened the enemy. .
On the streets of the provincial capital, a series of Dodge ten-wheel trucks passed by, carrying the suppressed death row prisoners.
Among them were the notorious Three Tigers of the provincial capital.
The three brothers were in their fifties and had signs stuck on the backs of their necks. , with the name written on it with a red cross, tied up with five flowers, and dejected.
Both sides of the street were full of people, red flags were waving and gongs and drums were blaring.
The masses rushed to the public trial.
The judgment process was very short.
After all, the task of suppressing counterrevolutionaries was very heavy.
A large number of bad elements had to be eliminated in a short period of time.
In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the public security and judicial system was not perfect.
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There is no power to conduct trial and screening.
The eyes of the people are sharp.
These bad guys who were killed were guilty of numerous crimes and the public was extremely angry.
After the verdict was pronounced, the condemned prisoners were escorted to the execution ground by the river.
Sanhu was pinned to the ground.
Next to him knelt a man with a gentle intellectual appearance.
He was smiling and kept muttering: "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be."
His sign reads the name "Shao Lin" and is guilty of being an imperialist agent.
The "preparatory" police officers raised a small red flag, and the firing squad raised their rifles.
"put" There was a burst of gunfire, and the counterrevolutionaries fell in a pool of blood and received the punishment they deserved.
The crowd cheered loudly.
In Beijing, the same scene is taking place on Xuanwumen Street.
Li Junqing hangs a paper sign with historical counter-revolutionaries and stands bent over a truck.
There are crowds of people on both sides of the road.
The people wave small flags and shout loudly: "Long live the Communist Party, defeat the counter-revolutionaries." " Li Junqing was arrested yesterday.
He was sentenced to death this morning and will be executed immediately.
He has been charged with many crimes.
The public security organs mobilized the masses and had a clear understanding of his situation.
During the warlord war, he was a counter-revolutionary and helped Li Yanqing embezzle patriotism.
General Feng Yuxiang served as a soldier, but later defected to the Japanese and puppets and became a traitor.
During the Kuomintang period, he served as a spy lackey and harmed many women from good families.
The crime was so heinous that not killing him would not satisfy the people.
The truck moved forward slowly.
In front of it was Xuanwu Gate.
Outside Xuanwu Gate was Caishikou, the place where people were beheaded before.
Three words were engraved on the city gate tower: regret late.
Do I regret it?
Li Junqing's eyes blurred, and scenes from the past came to mind, from the bathhouse where he killed the bully, to defecting to Li Yanqing, and lived a life of fine clothes and fine food.
In the past few decades, he has been able to enjoy everything delicious and fun.
After all, if I die today, there is nothing to regret.
He remembered that when he was a child, he listened to storytelling.
Before his execution, the criminal thieves would sing a drama to express their beauty.
How could he not sing twice during his execution?
"Ahem."
Li Junqing is also a well-known theater fan in Beijing.
He is a veteran singer of Peking Opera.
As soon as he said: "Look ahead," the police soldiers tightened the rope around his neck.
His face turned red and he coughed.
Several times.
"Be honest" the little soldier is not yet eighteen years old.
He has a ring of hair on his lips, holds a steel gun, and speaks righteously.
Li Junqing couldn't sing anymore, not because of the soldier's warning, but because he saw Xue Baoqing in the crowd.
Baoqing, my brother, I'm sorry for you.
Li Junqing's eyes suddenly became moist.
He felt that the only wrong thing he had done in his life was to blackmail Baoqing's gold bars away.
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Bao Qing also saw Li Junqing and looked at each other.
When he saw Li Junqing's apologetic and sad eyes, his heart twitched.
After all, they had been friends for decades, but thinking of his current status, he turned his face away silently. past.
Nowadays, people are not shot at Caishikou, but by the Yongding River.
With a gunshot, Li Junqing's soul returns to the west, lying on the ground like a dead dog, with feces and urine dripping from under his silk pants.
Zhao Jiayong in the crowd trembled, thankful that he had not had much contact with Li Junqing in the past two years, otherwise he would not be there on the execution ground today.
In Cangzhou, Yan Jinan received a notice from the county and went to the county government for a meeting.
He took a donkey cart and greeted fellow villagers along the way.
He also picked up some sheep dung on the way and planned to go home to fertilize the fields.
The sun is shining brightly today, there is no wind, and I feel warm all over my body wearing a cotton-padded jacket.
The county is very lively.
Today is the day to go to the market.
People from all over the country and eight villages are here.
There are performers, storytellers, and street sellers on the street.
Yan Jinan got off the donkey cart and walked into the county compound with the dung basket on his back.
The soldier standing guard at the door greeted him.
After entering the gate, the big iron gate was quickly closed.
Deputy County Magistrate Zhang Jinpeng and the County Public Security Director came out and said coldly: "Yan Jinan, you are under arrest."
Yan Jinan secretly thought that something was wrong, so he ran straight to the wall.
Although he had a broken arm, he was so good at lightness that he kicked off the ground with both feet and climbed up the wall.
A dragnet was thrown over him.
The county had anticipated his Qinggong ability and had prepared a big net, which worked at the critical moment.
Zhang Jinpeng looked very serious and stepped forward to read out Yan Jinan's charges.
He was a historical counter-revolutionary and had killed many of our revolutionary soldiers in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War.
He had done harm to the countryside.
His crime was extremely heinous and he was a tyrant landlord with great anger among the people.
He should be executed immediately.
"My nephew, I am not executing you today to seek personal revenge, but to eliminate harm for the country and the people.
When you get there, don't blame me."
Zhang Jinpeng said.
Yan Jinan stopped struggling and sighed, "Don't cut your head.
I'm afraid my family will be sad when they see the half-broken head.
Is it possible?"
Zhang Jinpeng said: "We have relatives after all, why don't you help us with this little help?
Don't worry, close your eyes, I'm going to execute it."
Yan Jinan closed his eyes and kept saying: "You sheep shit egg in a dung basket, please help me."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jinpeng had already raised his gun and shot Yan Jinan in the face, tearing off half of his head.
There was a pool of blood on the ground.
Deputy County Magistrate Zhang slowly put away the rifle and said, "Pull it out to show the public."
The red silk on the handle of the gun was as red as fire.
"Absurd" Chen Zikun dropped a tea cup at the Fenglin Road official residence.
He had just received news that Shao Lin, the son of former Jiang University president Shao Qiuming, was suppressed as a counterrevolutionary.
Principal Shao is a famous democrat, a righteous man who refused to eat relief food from the United States until his death.
The Shao family comes from a scholarly family and has always been honest and honest.
How could he become an imperialist spy?
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"This case must be reviewed and vindicated.
Who signed the signature and approved the shooting of Shao Lin must be held accountable."
Chen Zikun said.
Liu Ting said: "The first batch of executions in the provincial capital were all approved by Secretary Zheng personally."
Chen Zikun said: "This Zheng Zeru is so disrespectful of human life.
Prepare a car.
I'm going to visit the Shao family."
Liu Ting said: "At this juncture, it might not be appropriate to visit the counterrevolutionary family members."
Chen Zikun said: "I must go, I'm afraid this is all I can do."
When we drove to Shao's house, the building was already deserted.
There was a seal from the Municipal Public Security Bureau on the door.
The neighbors raised their heads and did not dare to speak.
Chen Zikun didn't get out of the car and sighed: "Go back."
As soon as he returned to the office, the phone rang quickly.
Chen Zikun picked up the phone and said: "It's not good, Xiao Lang and Liu Youjin were arrested by the Public Security Bureau and they are going to be suppressed
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