The crowd cheered.
The Korean War was finally over.
We, China, were impoverished and lacked supplies.
We just defeated the United States, the world's number one imperialist, and its shameless minions.
The victory was hard-won.
This good news came at the right time.
Yang Shugen's The wedding added a bit of joy.
Outside the township government compound where people were singing and laughing, a young man wearing a faded yellow military uniform was hurriedly carrying his luggage.
He was none other than Liang Pan, a volunteer soldier who had returned from the Korean battlefield.
Others were honorably discharged, returned home in fine clothes, and received a retirement pay of three hundred kilograms of sorghum, but these honors and materials had nothing to do with Liang Pan, because he was a prisoner of war and returned with shame.
During the Korean War, Liang Pan's troops went deep into South Korea.
The retreat was cut off by the US military and the team was broken up.
The soldiers crawled on the ice and slept in the snow, suffering numerous casualties.
Unfortunately, they were eventually captured and imprisoned in a prisoner of war camp on Jeju Island.
During the period, they organized After many indomitable struggles, some prisoners were kidnapped by the Chiang Kai-shek gang in Taiwan.
However, there were also many people who swore to death and refused to go to Taiwan.
Liang Pan was one of them.
The armistice agreement was signed and both sides released the prisoners.
What awaited these people were not flowers and warmth, but examination and screening.
It is said that some cadres among the prisoners of war were to be sentenced.
Liang Pan was an ordinary soldier, and the implication was not serious.
He would be fired after passing the examination.
Return to your place of origin.
Liang Pan was eager to return home.
He came to the outside of Liangjiazhuang and took a breath of the air of his hometown.
He felt relaxed and happy.
He was about to see his parents, but he was a little nervous.
An old man carrying a dung basket came to the entrance of the village and looked at Liang Pan: "Isn't this the eldest son of the Maocai family?"
Liang Pan said: "Uncle, it's me."
The old man looked at him with strange eyes, looked at him for a few times, and then left.
Liang Pan hurried home and knocked on the door in front of his house: "Dad, Mom, I'm back."
The door opened, and inside was Aunt Zhang, a poor farmer in the village.
"Hey, when will Liang Pan come back?"
The second aunt was very polite.
Liang Pan looked past his second aunt to the yard, where a group of children were playing, none of them his own family.
"Where are my parents?"
Liang Pan felt vaguely uncomfortable.
"Your mother lives at the end of the village.
This house was allocated to my family in the village."
The second aunt was a little embarrassed.
Liang Pan felt a chill in his heart and hurried to the end of the village.
At the door of an adobe house, his mother was grinding.
Her gray hair was fluttering in the wind.
Her movements were slow and laborious.
She took a step and sighed.
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"Mother" Liang Pan dropped her luggage, rushed over and knelt on the ground.
Liang Qiao was stunned for a moment before she realized that her son had returned from the battlefield.
He immediately fell to the ground and held his breath.
Liang Pan hurriedly helped her mother up, pinched Renzhong and patted her back, took out a water bottle and fed her some water.
Liang Qiao woke up slowly, looked at her strong son, and thought of her husband who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
She felt a mixture of sadness and joy, and finally cried out.
Bursting from the throat The sorrow, grievance, resentment, and pain that he had held back for several years were all concentrated in this cry.
Although Liang Pan didn't know how much his mother had suffered, mother and son were connected.
This cry made him shed tears.
Come down.
"Mom, I'm back.
No one will dare to bully you in the future."
Liang Pan's words made Liang Qiao feel that she finally had someone to rely on.
Behind a big tree not far away, two children's league members holding red tassel guns were watching the reunion of Liang's mother and son with vigilance.
One of them said: "The landowner's son is back.
We have to report it to the village committee quickly."
Another child said: "You go and report, I will stay and continue to monitor."
Liang Pan didn't know that her home had been monitored by people from the village, but Liang Qiao knew it well.
She pulled her son into the house, closed the door, and looked outside through the crack in the door to make sure that there was no one around, and then she removed all the people in the house.
After telling his son everything one by one, Liang Maocai shot the police officers and fled to Daqing Mountain to become a savage.
His house and fields were confiscated, and he was given a thatched hut to live in.
"Son, it will be good if you come back.
You are a revolutionary soldier.
They don't look at the monks and Buddhas, so they won't bully us in the future."
Liang Qiao said happily.
Liang Pan felt sad in his heart.
He was a prisoner of war of the Volunteer Army.
It was a shame for the country and he had no face to speak of.
The village chief came over with two militiamen from a distance.
Liang Pan stepped forward to answer.
The village chief did not give him any trouble.
He only told him a few words that he should stay in peace and accept the education of poor and lower-middle peasants and not think of evil ways.
Liang Pan sent the village chief away and went out to push the stone mill.
All his strength and sadness could only be vented on the heavy millstone.
The Korean War ended, Khrushchev came to power, and the first Five-Year Plan began to be implemented.
New China was thriving and prosperous.
There were construction sites everywhere in Jiangbei.
The prototypes of Chenguang Machinery Factory and Hongqi Iron and Steel Factory had appeared, and the equipment and machines had all begun.
It was shipped from the Soviet Union, and a team of experts guided the workers in the installation and debugging.
They got along with the Chinese people and got along well with each other.
It became a common practice in all units and schools to learn Russian.
Everyone was proud to speak Russian and proud to know the big brother of the Soviet Union.
The turbulent year of 1953 passed like this.
At the beginning of the next year, the political trend suddenly changed.
Vice Chairman Gao Gang was criticized and exposed at the Fourth Plenary Session of the Seventh Central Committee.
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Also criticized were the Minister of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China and the Deputy Chairman of the Central Committee.
Secretary-General Rao Shushi was charged with conspiring to split the Party Central Committee and usurp the supreme power of the Party and the country.
The struggle at the top level of the central government was a fight between gods and had little to do with ordinary people.
However, senior cadres at the provincial and ministerial levels were inevitably involved.
Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee Secretary Zheng Zeru belonged to Rao Shushi's faction.
When Rao Shushi was overthrown, he was very nervous.
The secretary's building on Fenglin Road kept the lights on all night, the ashtray on the desk was full of cigarette butts, and the room was filled with smoke.
Secretary Zheng was sitting on the wicker chair in front of the desk wearing a fur vest, sighing, and there was not a word on the manuscript paper.
The wastebasket next to me was full of half-written scraps.
Mrs.
Pan Xin came up with a pot of hot tea, rubbed her husband's shoulders with concern, and asked, "Why, I can't write it."
Zheng Zeru dropped the pen, patted his head and said: "I have carefully considered every word and sentence, but I still can't write.
I can't write."
Pan Xin said: "To express our attitude to the central government is to draw a clear line with Rao Shushi."
Zheng Zeru lit another cigarette and said with a wry smile: "It's not as simple as you said.
There's a lot of knowledge here.
The party's internal struggle has always been bloody and cruel.
A slight carelessness will ruin political life and even physical life.
It doesn’t matter if I die, what will happen to you and your children in the future?”
As he spoke, he touched Pan Xin's slightly swollen belly with pity.
Secretary Zheng and Pan Xin's love child was about to be born.
This was Zheng Zeru's third child.
He still remembered that the first child was born in 1930.
Soon he was discovered to be disabled and was forced to commit suicide.
I forced my then-wife Hongyu to sell it.
I have forgotten whether it cost 200 or 300 yuan.
The money was used for printing expenses.
If the child lives to this day, he will be twenty-four years old.
He is a young man, perhaps married and has children.
The second child was Hongyu.
He was born in the underground air-raid shelter of Beitai City Hall in 1938 at the height of the Anti-Japanese War.
He was named Wang Beitai.
By calculation, the child was already sixteen years old.
It was time to go to high school.
I had never cared much about Hongyu.
The beautiful ladies always feel guilty every time they dream back at midnight.
Thinking of the children, Zheng Zeru's fighting spirit became strong again.
He redrafted the draft and wrote thousands of words eloquently.
He ruthlessly exposed some of Rao Shushi's actions when he was the first secretary of the East China Bureau.
At the same time, he also criticized himself.
Self-criticism and deep introspection.
After this letter was sent to the central government, Zheng Zeru became uneasy, like a prisoner waiting for judgment.
Fortunately, Zheng Zeru was not dealt with in any way and was still the secretary of the provincial party committee.
He was relieved and in a good mood.
After asking about the situation through his friend Ye Xuefeng in Beijing, he learned that he had passed the test this time thanks to an unexpected person.
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This person is Xu Tingge.
It turned out that during the suppression of counterrevolutionaries, the East China Bureau under the leadership of Rao Shushi did not keep in line with the central government and killed too few people, which aroused strong dissatisfaction from the chairman.
The specific operator of the suppression of counterrevolutionaries in Jiangdong Province was Xu Tingge.
He was never lenient in killing dozens or hundreds of people, and his vigorous and resolute methods left a deep impression on people.
They believed that Jiangdong and the central government maintained a high degree of consistency, so Zheng Zeru's work was still satisfactory.
Zheng Zeru survived the turmoil of the "Gao Rao Incident".
Two months later, his third child was born in the Provincial No. 1 Hospital.
He was a healthy boy.
Zheng Zeru named his son "Zheng Jeff."
The child was crying in her arms.
Zheng Zeru coaxed her skillfully.
The nurse joked: "Secretary Zheng, from the looks of it, this is not your first time becoming a father."
Zheng Zeru sighed: "Yes, I was a father during the war years.
It's a pity."
The nurse knew that it had touched the secretary's heart, so she quickly stopped mentioning it.
Zheng Zeru didn't want to say anything more.
After returning, he arranged for the staff to send 200 yuan and a few pieces of his own old clothes to Beitai's home.
He thought that Beitai would be able to wear his own clothes now that he was taller.
Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
After graduating from Fudan University, Chen Nan did not go back to the provincial capital to work according to his father's wishes.
Instead, he followed Tang Yan's path and was assigned to work on the news front and became an intern reporter.
Tang Yan is the editor-in-chief of the newspaper and the deputy director of the city's propaganda department.
She is still unmarried.
She has a high position and strong principles.
She is known as the Iron Lady.
No comrades in the work unit dare to joke with her, with the exception of Chen Nan.
Perhaps because Chen Nan is Chen Zikun's son, Tang Yan takes great care of this junior and provides guidance in life and work.
Chen Nan calls her Chief Editor Tang in front of her face, but Aunt Tang behind her back.
She often goes to Tang Yan's house on Sundays.
Go and have a meal at a Shikumen house in Nanjing.
When having lunch that day, Chen Nan said: "Aunt Tang, I want to join the party.
It's been half a year since I submitted my application.
Why haven't I received the letter yet?"
Tang Yan put down her chopsticks and said, "Xiaonan, which party do you want to join?"
"Of course it's our party."
Chen Nan looked confused.
Tang Yan smiled: "It's not that Auntie doesn't approve of you joining the party, it's just that the organization has other considerations.
You will be more useful if you stay outside the party."
Chen Nan still looked puzzled.
Tang Yan said: "Your father is a member of the Central Committee of the Kuomintang Revolutionary Committee, and your uncle is an old member of the Democratic League.
The organization believes that it is more appropriate for you to join the Democratic Party."
Chen Nan thought for a while and suddenly understood something: "I understand, I am in the Cao camp and my heart is in the Han Dynasty."
Tang Yan smiled: "What nonsense are you talking about?
The relationship between our party and the Democratic Party is long-term coexistence, mutual supervision, sincerity, and sharing of honor and disgrace.
Where did the Cao camp come from, where did the Han Dynasty come from?"
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Chen Nan also smiled: "Okay Aunt Tang, I will join whichever party you tell me to join.
In short, I will fight wherever the party points."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Chen Nan went to open the door.
Two men in casual clothes stood outside and said kindly: "Is this Deputy Minister Tang's home?"
Chen Nan said: "Yes, which unit are you from?"
One of the men showed his work ID: "We are from the city government, and we would like to invite Deputy Minister Tang to have a meeting."
Tang Yan came out of the room and asked: "What's the matter?"
The man said: "Vice Mayor Pan sent us here.
There are some things that we need your assistance in investigating."
Without saying a word, Tang Yan followed the two men to the car on the side of the road.
She turned back to Chen Nan and said, "I can't finish the soup at noon.
Let's warm it up before drinking it in the evening."
"I know, Aunt Tang."
Chen Nan watched Tang Yan get into the black car and then entered.
At this moment, he didn't know that this was the last time he would see Tang Yan
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