Late at night, Zheng Zeru returned home with heavy steps, turned on the light in the living room, and found his son sitting alone on the sofa, hugging his arms as if he was cold.
The father and son faced each other in silence for a long time.
Zheng Zeru still had the faint traces of slaps on his face and bruises on his arms.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Xiaojie, you have seen it.
Dad is useless.
He is criticized by the young generals.
Beijing is not safe."
Yes, you can leave tonight.”
Jeff Zheng opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but finally did not speak.
Zheng Zeru said: "The situation has deteriorated so fast that no one expected it.
The provincial capital is probably no longer safe.
When the situation is critical and there is no way out, go to Beitai to find this person and tell her that you are I am Zheng Zeru’s son.”
As he spoke, he took out a pen and wrote a few lines in the notebook and handed it to his son: "Take it."
Zheng Jeff put away the note and went to the bedroom to pack his luggage.
Zheng Zeru arranged for a driver to take his son to the train station.
When the father and son parted, Zheng Zeru finally showed a fatherly expression, stroked his son's hair and said, "Xiaojie, after what you have experienced, After that, you grow up.”
"Dad, can I still see Teacher Meng?"
Zheng Jeff couldn't help but ask.
Zheng Zeru smiled bitterly: "Teacher Meng is going far away, maybe you will meet again in the future."
The driver said at the door: "Minister, the train will leave in half an hour."
Zheng Zeru waved his hand and said, "Xiaojie, let's go.
Listen to mother and study hard.
No matter how the world changes, knowledge will always be the most useful."
Jeff Zheng nodded vigorously and got into the car with his luggage.
This was the first time he took his father's special car, and it was also the last time.
Sitting on the soft sofa seat of Volga, looking back at his father's figure, he felt that the past was getting farther and farther away.
The stalwart father was so old and vulnerable that he couldn't help crying.
The driver took Zheng Jeff to the train station.
There happened to be a train to Jiangdong that left at midnight and you could catch it.
There was no need to buy a ticket, because there were large groups of Red Guards everywhere.
Those going to Beijing or leaving Beijing only needed to take the Red Guards with them.
Armbands are free of charge.
Zheng Jiefu squeezed onto the train with difficulty, stayed up all night, and finally returned to the Jiangdong provincial capital the next afternoon.
The moment he walked out of the station, he found that the whole world seemed to have changed.
Slogans were painted on all the walls, and all shop signs were It was changed to red, and Chairman Mao's quotations were overwhelming.
The names of the time-honored shops that had been used for many years were all changed to "Red Guard", "Red Star", "Jinggangshan", "Long March" and so on.
When passing by the provincial capital building, the square was crowded with people, red flags were waving, and thousands of Red Guards were attacking the building.
Three rows of People's Liberation Army soldiers stood in front of the building, holding hands to form a human wall to resist the attack.
On one side were red five-stars and red collar badges, and on the other It's the Little Red Book and the Chairman's portrait, but they are two distinct factions.
The noise was roaring and the slogans were loud.
Zheng Jiefu heard clearly that they were to overthrow Han Letian, the leader who takes the capitalist road, to overthrow the revisionist royalist Ma Yunqing, and to overthrow the traitor and traitor, the great spy Xu Tingge.
The people the Red Guards wanted to defeat were the current provincial party committee secretary, the provincial governor, and the provincial political and legal committee secretary and public security director.
What has happened to this world?
The Communist party committee and government have become the targets of the Red Guards.
Although Zheng Jeff was also a Red Guard, he could not understand how things had evolved to this extent in a short period of time, just as he could not understand the students' criticism of Lin Mu College.
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Just like his father, he didn't dare to look any further and hurried home.
The mother was not at home and the stove was cold.
The hungry Zheng Jeff found some noodles to eat.
Pan Xin waited for a long time before returning home.
Seeing her son back, she was happy and worried.
She asked about the situation in Beijing, but Zheng Jeff did not tell the truth. , just say everything is fine.
"I'm relieved that your father is safe.
The provincial capital is in chaos right now.
The Red Guards are attacking the provincial party committee.
If the troops hadn't been guarding them, the leaders would have been criticized.
Our home is not safe either.
They may come knocking on our door one day. ."
Pan Xin said.
Zheng Jeff took out the note: "Mom, dad said if there is danger, go here."
Pan Xin looked at it and his expression suddenly became very strange: "Your father still hasn't forgotten them.
This place should be safe.
You can go tomorrow."
Zheng Jeff said: "Mom, you come with me."
Pan Xin said: "My child, anyone can go, but mom can't go.
You will understand in the future."
Suddenly there was a noise outside.
Pan Xin stood at the window and looked over, and saw a group of Red Guards breaking through the door guards and rushing straight here.
The leader was a tall young man wearing an armed belt and holding a red book high.
It is Xu Xinhe, Xu Tingge's son.
Xu Xinhe came up with the idea of attacking the Provincial Party Committee Family Courtyard at night.
The Provincial Party Committee building was defended by the People's Liberation Army and it was really impossible to rush in.
It was better to take the back route and go straight to Huanglong.
Zheng Jeff also stood at the window and watched.
He found that the people behind Xu Hongbing were no longer members of Dongfeng Chui, but unfamiliar faces.
The Provincial Party Committee Family Courtyard is a Soviet-style four-story building.
The door is locked from the inside, but Xu Hongbing can't stand living here.
With the key, he opens the door and leads his comrades in, and goes straight to his home on the second floor.
The door is locked from behind. , the key can't open it either.
"Xu Er, you traitor to the revolution, surrender, the young Red Guard general may spare your life," Xu Hongbing shouted loudly, and then whispered to his comrades: "Xu Er is very cunning, be careful he jumps out of the window."
He really expected it.
Xu Tingge was blocked at home by a young Red Guard general.
In desperation, he jumped over the wall and jumped from the balcony on the second floor.
Unfortunately, he was old and his legs and feet were not as strong and agile as when he was a spy of the Central Unification Committee.
One of his feet was sprained. , limping and just about to escape, the Red Guards had surrounded him from all directions, with murderous looks on their young faces and the sound of armed belts in their hands.
The dignified secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee was surrounded by a group of idiots.
Xu Tingge felt very humiliated.
He shouted sternly: "You must be responsible for doing this."
"You are responsible for your mother's failure."
A Red Guard picked up his armed belt and pulled it down.
The iron head hit Xu Tingge's face, causing blood to flow immediately.
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Xu Tingge has been engaged in political and legal work for many years and has the habit of carrying a gun.
He is in charge of the power of life and death and makes a prompt decision.
He draws the gun in his hand.
This is a Type 52 public security gun, imitated from the German K.
It has good performance and strong concealment.
When the Red Guards saw him pulling out his gun, they showed no fear.
Instead, they became even more angry.
They puffed up their chests one by one and said, "Shoot!
If you dare to kill the young revolutionary general, you will be damned."
Xu Tingge didn't dare to hit anyone, but he still had the courage to fire a warning shot.
He fired it in the air, but there was no sound.
He thought something was wrong, so he pulled the bolt to discharge the bullet, and pulled the trigger again, but it still failed.
"I have replaced all your bullets with bad ones."
Xu Hongbing said coldly on the second floor.
He raised his hand and several bright yellow bullets fell down and bounced randomly on the cement floor.
Xu Tingge lowered his hand feebly.
He was defeated unjustly.
There was a ghost in the family.
It was strange that he was undefeated.
"If you try to shoot and kill the young Red Guard general, beat him to death."
The Red Guards swarmed him, punching and kicking him.
"I'll do it."
Xu Hongbing jumped down from the balcony on the second floor, landed firmly on the ground, separated the crowd, raised his big feet wearing size 43 military rubber shoes, and kicked his father's stooped body on the ground hard.
Once, twice, three times, the dull sound was like kicking on a sandbag.
Xu Hongbing put his hands on his hips, stepped on his father with one foot, and said impassionedly: "Chairman Mao taught us that daring to rebel is the most valuable quality of proletarian revolutionaries and the basic principle of proletarian party spirit.
We revolutionaries are Sun Monkeys.
We must He wielded a big stick to show his magical power and cast magic power to turn the old world upside down, causing people to fall on their backs, flowers to fall, and urine to flow."
The Red Guards applauded enthusiastically, and a heroic female soldier even shouted: "Well said."
Xu Hongbing nodded proudly and suddenly realized that Xu Tingge under his feet was not moving at all.
Xu Tingge made no sound.
The Red Guards were afraid of losing their lives and bluffed: "Xu Er, don't pretend to be dead.
Let's withdraw."
The crowd cheered and ran away.
Only then did the neighbors dare to step forward to help Director Xu, pinch him, and give him water.
It took a long time for Xu Tingge to wake up.
He felt a terrible pain in his ribs.
He sighed and said: "Xinhe's three legs If he is ruthless enough, this kid will definitely have a future."
Xu Tingge was sent to the hospital and was diagnosed with three broken ribs and multiple soft tissue contusions.
After all, the Red Guards were still young and there was still a lot of room for improvement in their beating skills.
The next day, Zheng Jeff took his luggage to the train station, intending to go to Beitai to visit relatives.
On the way, he saw a young man walking across the street, and someone snatched his military cap from his head.
He tried to snatch it back, but was beaten violently.
A meal.
Zheng Jeff recognized his classmate Ma Jingsheng, and his father was the provincial governor Ma Yunqing.
He stepped forward to say hello: "Ma Jingsheng, what's wrong?"
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Ma Jingsheng wiped his nosebleed and said, "It's okay.
A few gangsters grabbed my military cap and I beat them up."
Zheng Jeff said: "I haven't seen you for a while, how are you doing recently?"
Ma Jingsheng said: "I went everywhere, including Daqing, Dazhai, Jinggangshan, and Xiangtan."
Zheng Jiefu was filled with envy and said, "How come our Dongfengchui Combat Team was disbanded?
I see your armbands are all gone."
Ma Jingsheng said: "Where have you been during this time?
You don't even understand this.
Chairman Mao knocked down Chairman Liu, and we, the descendants of high-ranking cadres, have lost power.
Now the world is dominated by those mud-legged people who even dare to snatch my military cap.
Before, I would have asked my father to send the police to arrest them and sentence them.
By the way, how about you?"
Zheng Jeff said sadly: "I just came from Beijing, and the situation there is not good.
Many senior cadres have been knocked down, and my father has not escaped."
But he thought of Meng Xiaolin in his heart, and felt a pain for no reason.
The two were walking and chatting.
A group of Red Guards came from behind, each with their sleeves rolled up and carrying their belts, looking murderous.
One person in the group raised his arms and shouted: "Down with the reactionary warlord Chen Zikun."
Then the whole group of people followed suit, and passers-by cheered.
Sideways glance.
"They went to raid Chen Zikun's home," Ma Jingsheng said.
"Let's go and take a look."
Zheng Jeff was suddenly very excited
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