Soon the corn and sweet potatoes were planted, and the members could finally relax for two days.
The team is preparing to hold an ideological meeting.
Qian Shulan took the opportunity to raise a suggestion, "I think we should hold a small meeting first. About the educated youth?"
"What happened to the educated youth?"
"We urged everyone not to marry the educated youth and told them the consequences. We also told them that if they wanted to marry country people, they could not return to the city. This was also a warning to the educated youth not to have any bad ideas."
Qian Minghua thought about it carefully and felt that it was a solution.
First, a meeting of household heads was held. Wang Shouquan pointed out all the disadvantages of marrying an educated youth and marrying an educated youth. At the end, he said, "These people are all from big cities. They may be able to go back at any time. So everyone should think carefully about their children's marriage and be cautious."
After these people left, Qian Minghua and Wang Shouquan held another meeting with the educated youth, which was like a shot of confidence for their restless hearts. "As long as you work hard, you can enter the chicken farm earlier, and you will have eggs and roosters. You will also have a share of pork during the New Year. Don't make trouble anymore! If there are new policies from above, we will definitely notify you. If you marry someone in the village, you will never be able to go back. Let me tell you first."
Everyone looked at each other, some looked unhappy, while others were feeling relieved.
At the beginning of September, all the members of the production team gathered in the threshing ground to hold an ideological report meeting.
The three leaders of the commune came over and sat in the upper right corner of the meeting room. The other members brought their small stools and sat down.
A row of militiamen stood behind the leader with guns, apparently guarding the three men.
This time Wang Shouquan did not stand on the stage, but stood at the front and began to speak, "Remember the bitter past and think of the sweet present! Let's talk about the sufferings we endured in the old society."
When this kind of meeting was held for the first time, no one could tell the difference between the old society and the new society.
Later, after opening it more often, everyone could tell them apart.
In order to deal with such things, Wang Shouquan usually asked his subordinates to talk about the tragic events during the Japanese raids in the past, and the speakers were usually old men with unsteady steps.
Because the old man is old, he speaks slowly and is verbose. He can repeat a sentence several times, and this speech can take three or four hours. The time is almost up.
This time there was an exception, after he finished talking about the good and bad times.
The members were all eager to move, shaking their buttocks and legs that were almost numb from sitting. Xiao Min was drowsy, and Qian Shulan was worried that she would fall, so she held her sideways and let her sleep more comfortably.
President Zhou tried to hold back the urge to yawn. It was the same old story every time, and his ears were almost callused from listening to it.
Secretary Chen clapped his hands together and said, "Well said!"
As if in response to the occasion, the audience burst into thunderous applause as soon as he finished speaking. The old lady who was giving the speech walked back to her seat tremblingly, leaning on a cane.
Wang Shouquan was just about to stand at the front and opened his mouth to shout, "Disperse!" But before he could utter the word "disperse", he saw Director Lei stand up from his chair.
He strode to the side of Wang Shouquan and said, "Let me say a few words!"
Wang Shouquan's face looked a little ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything. He stepped aside and gave him the place.
"We have to start a new theme in today's meeting, criticizing the 'bourgeois reactionary line'."
As if he was worried that everyone didn't understand, he began to explain, "Chairman M said that class struggle is everywhere and at all times. It is an irreconcilable, life-and-death struggle. We must never forget class struggle. Everyone, think carefully about who in our production team has bourgeois reactionary phenomena."
The members below shouted at him one after another, "There are no capitalists in our production team! They are all poor and lower-middle peasants!"
Director Lei said sternly, "Just because there weren't any before doesn't mean there aren't any now. Capitalists are growing slowly."
Suddenly he raised his right hand and shook the letter in his hand, "Look! This is an anonymous letter of denunciation written to me." He opened the envelope, pulled out the letter inside, unfolded it, and held it up, "Look, this is the denunciation letter! This shows that the capitalist class still exists."
The members below were all shocked and started discussing with each other.
Wang Shouquan and Qian Minghua looked at each other, both with anger in their eyes, and then looked at the educated youths together.
Because there were no benches, the educated youth sat directly on the ground. At the end of the line, fifteen people were crammed together.
Following the gaze of the two men, the other members also looked at the educated youth.
Needless to say, it must have been these people who did it. Their production team has always been united, and they are all related to each other. Even if there were frictions, they would not do such a thing as reporting.
These educated youth were very uncomfortable being stared at by so many eyes.
Shen Yanhong pushed Kong Qiuyun beside her and said, "Kong Qiuyun, what should we do? Why are those people's eyes so scary? It's as if they want to eat us."
Kong Qiuyun seemed to be thinking, "They suspected that the letter was written by us educated youth."
Shen Yanhong was shocked. "How is that possible? I didn't write it!"
At this time, Kong Qiuyun's face was already quite ugly. "It's not easy for the members to treat us well, but someone did this again. How are we going to live in the future?"
She unconsciously tightened her legs, hugged her knees with both hands, buried her head in her knees, and dared not look anymore. Her body was shaking as if she was crying.
Shen Yanhong was stunned. She put her arm around her shoulders and shook her. "Kong Qiuyun? Why are you crying?"
Any educated youth with a little common sense could guess that the days ahead would be difficult, and they did not dare to even look at the eyes of these members.
Su Aiguo and Ge Xiaoyun looked at each other and stood up. "Director Lei, I want to ask who wrote that letter?"
All the educated youth stood up and asked, "Yes, who wrote it!"
They absolutely cannot take the blame, they must find out the bad guys.
Director Lei spread out the letter and shook his head. "This is an anonymous letter. It's unsigned."
Seeing that everyone was eager to make a move, Director Lei stretched out his hand to calm them down, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter who signed it. Let's read the content of the letter first."
Everyone had no choice but to sit back in their seats and listen to him read the letter.
Dear leaders of the Revolutionary Committee:
I am an ordinary villager of Wangjia Village. I want to report that the director of the chicken farm had serious economic problems and erroneous work style problems during his tenure as director. In order to purify the cadre team and improve the prestige of the Party among the people, I now report the criminal facts of the director of the chicken farm that I know of as follows:
First: She had anti-revolutionary books against Chairman M hidden in her home.
Second: She often buys eggs and roosters.
The above materials are all true. At present, many people in Wangjia Village turn a blind eye to the behavior of the person being reported. I earnestly hope that Director Lei will verify and investigate the matter as soon as possible.
Date: August 22, 1979
As soon as the words fell, there was a brief silence, and then everyone looked at Qian Shulan.
Xiao Min, who had just been sitting peacefully in Qian Shulan's arms, had disappeared. Qian Shulan looked at the letter in Director Lei's hand expressionlessly.
Wang Shouquan strode forward and said, "I have never seen an anonymous letter. Let me open my eyes."
Director Lei moved away subconsciously.
Qian Minghua strode over and said, "We want to see it. Director Lei, don't worry, we will never tear up this evidence. If it is damaged, Director Lei can just arrest me as well."
Director Lei then handed the letter to Qian Minghua.
Wang Shouquan and Qian Minghua looked at each other, took the letter, glanced at it, and Deng Xingming also came over to take a look.
Director Lei said to Qian Shulan, "Do you have anything to say?"
Qian Shulan glanced sideways at the line of militiamen he brought with him, "Director Lei, are you planning to go to my house to search for evidence?"
Director Lei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to be so calm. He smiled and said, "Comrade Qian, it is my duty to prove your innocence. Please lead the way."
Qian Shulan slowly stood up and pointed at the letter, "I want to read it too!"
Director Lei frowned and objected without thinking, "After all, this is an anonymous letter reporting you, how can I let you read it?"
Qian Shulan smiled and said, "This is just an anonymous letter. If I tear it up, I will be guilty. Director Lei, don't you agree?"
Director Lei's heart sank; what the other party said made sense.
Qian Shulan walked to the front, took the letter handed over by Wang Shouquan, and read it word by word.
Then, she said to everyone, "There are no more than three people in our production team who can write such a standard anonymous report letter. One is my son, one is my nephew, and the last one is me!"
Son, nephew, yourself
What this means is that the person who wrote the letter could not possibly be from the production team, but must be the educated youth!
Although the anonymous letter said that he was from the production team, who knows if he did not do it on purpose.
Then everyone looked at the educated youths. Some were panicked, some were worried and scared, and some were irritated and uneasy.
Everyone is like the letter writer, yet somewhat unlike him.
Director Lei subconsciously looked in the direction of the educated youth, and his heart sank slightly.
Wei Jianshe clenched his hands tightly and his palms were sweating. Liu Bingnan, who was sitting next to him, naturally noticed his abnormality.
Although the date of the letter was signed more than a week ago, it may not be the actual date.
If Director Lei really took his work so seriously, he would not have waited until today. He would have come on the day he received the letter.
So he must have secretly handed the letter in when he went to the commune some time ago.
But the others have never been to the commune.
Director Lei's heart sank, and he just wanted to stop and end it quickly. As for Wei Jianshe, as long as he wanted to return to the city, he would not dare to admit it. He would definitely deny it to the death. He walked up to Qian Shulan and strode forward, "Comrade Qian Shulan, lead the way quickly!"
Qian Shulan nodded, and everyone below followed with their stools.
President Zhou and Secretary Chen looked unhappy, but they had no choice but to go along.
The huge procession arrived at Qian Shulan's house, filling the small alley with people.
Qian Shulan stood in front of her house and turned to Director Lei and said, "Although I believe I am innocent, with so many people in there, if someone with bad intentions took the opportunity to put something dirty in there and falsely accused me of it, I would not be able to explain myself even if I had ten mouths."
Director Lei's forehead was throbbing with veins. "What do you want?"
"Let the two militiamen go in!" She pointed at Qian Minghua and Wang Shouquan, "These two go in too, and search at the same time. The others just wait here!"
Director Lei was about to object, but Secretary Chen agreed first, "Okay! Let's do it!"
Director Lei was a little unhappy about being interrupted, but looking at Secretary Chen's dark face, Director Lei did not dare to really offend him, so he had to agree.
After the four people entered, Qian Shulan locked the door directly.
But as soon as I entered, I heard someone shouting, "Little ghost, why are you at home?"
Xiao Min rushed out of the house, shouting as she ran, "Grandma, there are bad guys in our house."
Qian Shulan seemed to have just realized something and shouted into the yard, "Xiao Min, grandma is here. Come out quickly!"
Qian Shulan opened the gate, let Xiao Min out, hugged her little body, and comforted her again and again, "Be good! Be good! Xiao Min, be good!"
Xiao Min lay on Qian Shulan's shoulder, feeling a little overwhelmed when she saw so many people gathered outside their gate.
Soon, the people inside came out. There were not many books in this yard, except for Xiao Min's books.
Qian Shulan didn't even keep the most popular red book at home, but hid it in her space, only taking it out to read occasionally.
These people searched for several hours, until everyone was starving, and the people inside did not find any hidden books. The two militiamen came out dejectedly.
"Director Lei, we didn't find it!"
The other person also shook his head.
Director Lei's face looked a little unhappy. How did Wei Jianshe do things
His heart sank. "Have you searched carefully? They are anti-revolutionary books! Have you found all the books?"
The militiaman pursed his lips and said, "They don't have any books at home!"
Director Lei was a little anxious, "How could there be no books!" He pointed at Xiao Min, "This child is still studying, and you say there are no books?"
Qian Shulan subconsciously tightened her grip around Xiao Min's arm. She even knew this, so it seemed like it was aimed at her.
The two militiamen shook their heads in unison, "This house really has no books!"
Director Lei asked Qian Shulan, "Where is the child's book?"
Qian Shulan lowered her head slightly, then smiled and replied, "How would I know? When she got home at noon, she told me that she had lost her schoolbag. I wanted to go to the production team to look for it after the meeting."
Director Lei was a little unconvinced. How could it be such a coincidence? Wei Jianshe clearly said that he put the things in the child's schoolbag and watched her carry the schoolbag back home.
How could it be gone so quickly? Did they find out? Not so fast!
The cadres called everyone to a meeting just after lunch. Where could she hide in such a short time
"What a coincidence? Could it be that you hid it secretly?" Director Lei pressed on.
Qian Shulan was about to speak when Sun Daqin came in from the side alley holding Fengchan and called out anxiously, "Mom, Xiaomin's schoolbag is here."
Director Lei breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the confidence that was in his eyes returned.
Qian Shulan narrowed her eyes and watched Sun Daqin squeeze in from the crowd. She was holding Fengchan in her arms, and his little hands were holding the schoolbag that Xiaomin usually used.
Director Lei was a little anxious, "Is this the child's schoolbag?"
Sun Daqin responded quickly, pointing to the name on the back of the schoolbag, "Look, I wrote this with a ballpoint pen. My daughter's name is Wang Simin."
Qian Shulan grabbed the schoolbag, but just as she put her hand in, the schoolbag was snatched away by Director Lei in a flash. He pinched the two corners of the schoolbag and couldn't wait to pour out everything inside.
Everything inside fell to the ground and everyone lowered their heads to look.
A black pencil case with two books, math and Chinese.
Director Lei couldn't wait to open the two books and read them.
Unfortunately, there was no content he wanted to read. Director Lei did not give up. He spat on his fingers and started turning the pages one by one.
His movements were very urgent, as if he was very sure that there was something inside. Qian Shulan squinted her eyes and looked at him.
When he was tired of flipping and stood there in a daze.
Director Chen walked up to the two books and gave one to President Zhou, "Let's take a look too."
So they both read the book, but found nothing.
Director Chen looked at Director Lei's ugly face with a gloating look, and said to President Zhou with a smile, "This anonymous letter is fake, it's completely fictitious. These two books are very new, there is no problem at all!"
Director Lei's face turned pale and blue, but he was a man who could work hard and adapt, and soon he smiled again, "Comrade Qian, you see, this is all a misunderstanding, please don't take it to heart. I will definitely strengthen my work in the future and will definitely review it before coming back."
Qian Shulan smiled and shook his hand. "Okay, okay!" She raised her eyebrows. "You don't want to check my financial situation anymore?"
Director Lei was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, "No need, I believe you!"
Haha! Believe her? This must be the most disgusting lie Qian Shulan has ever heard, right
President Zhou came over to comfort Qian Shulan, "Comrade Qian, I think someone is jealous of you. Seeing that you have a lot of work points, they created this scene to disgust you."
Secretary Chen also hurriedly agreed, "I think so!" He tilted his head and began to educate Director Lei, "Old Lei, you should be more careful in the future. Comrade Qian is the most blessed old lady in the Wangjia Village production team. Her sons and grandsons are all workers. Why would she need to embezzle the chicken farm's melons and dates?"
President Zhou quickly agreed, "Yes, yes! Every year the commune comes to verify the accounts and has not found any problems at all. I think you are dissatisfied with our commune's accountant, right?"
Director Lei was a little annoyed when she saw these two people helping her, but she still admitted her mistake sincerely, "It was my fault for not doing my job. I was trying to find the bad apples among the people, so there was a misunderstanding. Comrade Qian, please don't take it to heart. This is a test from the Party. Each of us is constantly being tested by the Party. Comrade Qian should not be dissatisfied with the Party, right?"
Qian Shulan shook her head. "I have no problem with the Party, but I do have a problem with Director Lei's work ability. If you don't have a pair of eyes that can see through everything, you should at least have a pair of ears that can listen to the opinions of the masses. You don't have either of these two. I strongly suggest that you go to the hospital to check your eyes and ears, and check your heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and lungs. Don't let them get rotten, spoiled, or smelly! That would be disgusting. Don't take it lightly. Look at you, you're only in your forties, but you're even more blind than an old lady like me. I've been through all kinds of storms, so I naturally don't take this kind of thing to heart. If it were someone else, they would probably be scared to death by you."
Director Lei was a little embarrassed, but he still smiled good-naturedly. But the smile seemed forced.
Wang Shouquan shouted to the villagers who were watching, "Everyone go back, it's just a false alarm!"
The alley, which was originally crowded, returned to its usual silence in less than half an hour.
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