Weird Mystery

When the middle-aged man blamed Ding Fang, with a "whoosh", everyone's eyes were also focused on the middle-aged man, and everyone shouted: "He is also a member of the Four Olds! He should also be the object of criticism. Right? And he followed his master to do feudal superstition activities!" Even he himself would be arrested and criticized, but the middle-aged man is not afraid at all. 26nbsp;

Dingfang ignored the middle-aged people at all, and instead said to the masses: "From now on, I will change my name. I am not called Dingfang. My name must be revolutionary. It must not contain seals, capitals, revisions, etc." Color! I am now changing my name to Long March!"

When all the Red Guards heard this, they couldn't help shouting: "Good! Good! That's great!" The rebel leader said, "That's great! Zheng Dingfang, no! Zheng Changzheng, you've done really well! Comrade with a high level of awareness! Everyone must learn from Comrade Zheng Changzheng!" The thunder of the people: "Good! Good!"

"Damn it!" The middle-aged man's fists were clenched tightly, knowing that his junior had even changed his name, how could he convince him?He wanted to go forward to teach him a lesson and to save the old man, but the old man kept shaking his head to the middle-aged man, signaling the middle-aged man not to move around, and the middle-aged man had no choice but to hold back his breath in the end.

When the old man was criticized, he was gasping for breath. He seemed very uncomfortable. The middle-aged man supported him, nudged him again and again to relieve him, and asked, "Master, are you all right?"

The old man said: "Stop Dingfang! Don't let Dingfang destroy the temple! If Dingfang destroys the temple, he will be in great trouble in the future! Absolutely not! Stop him! After all, he is from my family, and he has learned from me Some things! There must be retribution for destroying the temple in the future! Don't let him go!"

The middle-aged man asked: "Master, don't you blame him?" The old man's face was full of tears: "He is my son! How can I blame him? Even if he beat me to death, it is impossible to hate him! I also I am willing! I have a son in my old age. I used to tell fortunes. I was destined to have no son, but I had this son because I accumulated a lot of shade. But because I did a lot of evil in the previous life, and this son was killed by me in the previous life, So it is fate for him to collect debts in this life! Can't be blamed! Can't be blamed! Children are debts!"

"Master! Huh..." the middle-aged man cried.The old man said in a pleading tone: "Help me stop him! Don't let him destroy the temple! Okay?" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Master! I will!"

The old man said in a low voice: "There is a secret book hidden in the soil under my bed. It contains the secret methods of Taoism, such as summoning souls, recruiting things, summoning spirits, and exorcising ghosts. I have passed it on to you! You must keep the secret book carefully." It's a pity, you and I are master and apprentice, but I have nothing to help you... Master thinks about it, I feel ashamed of you! Originally, you were an excellent martial artist but surrendered to me. I really don't deserve to be yours Master..." The old man burst into tears as he spoke.

The middle-aged man cried: "No! Master, without you, how could there be me? If you hadn't saved my life, I would have died a long time ago! And for many years, you and I have depended on each other for life. There is a saying that one day is a teacher for life. Be a father! Junior brother..." As soon as the junior brother was mentioned, the middle-aged man understood, and said: "Okay! I will stop the junior brother right now!"

The old man reminded again: "Remember! Take out that secret book, and don't let others destroy it! Remember! Pass it on! Pass it on! Don't ruin it in the hands of my generation!" The middle-aged man firmly said Nodding his head, he will definitely pass on the secret book passed down by the old man.

The middle-aged man also followed the old man's instructions and prevented his younger brother Dingfang from going to destroy the temple, but his younger brother Dingfang was very annoyed. He knew that his father had stopped him, so he couldn't help being furious, so he came to his father to settle the score and vent his anger It was sent to the old father.At this time, the criticism became more and more severe, and Ding Fang kept complaining about his old father.

In the end, this benevolent father knew that he would be dragged out to parade and criticize at some point, and his son would also be implicated. In addition, he was sick, and he didn't know how long he would live.He committed suicide, all he wanted was for his son to have a good life and no longer be troubled by him.In addition, the secret book was also passed on to the middle-aged man, so he has no regrets.

Dingfang didn't expect that his father hanged himself for himself, and he lived in guilt.But the middle-aged man was taken away by the Red Guards.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling felt strange and said, "What's the matter? Why did I come to see this family? Alas! What a tragedy! A father died for his son! What's the use of Genghis Khan asking me to see these things? "But Genghis Khan never appeared again.

Zhang Ling saw the camera turn around, and saw a group of young people holding up their red books and shouting slogans: "Be one with workers and peasants, reduce the three major differences, and transform the world view! We have both hands not to idle in the city, good men go all over the world, for The new socialist China will change the world! Re-educate the poor and lower-middle peasants!"

Zhang Ling wondered, why did his soul consciousness come here?Didn't you just watch a family matter?Why did you come to this place again?Someone shouted: "The double grab has started! Everyone must work hard!" Before dawn, someone was seen working in the seedling field.

"Heh!" A middle-aged man seemed to be working very hard. He kept wiping his sweat, but there was someone beside him supervising his work.Zhang Ling remembered the history of his father's generation going to the mountains and going to the countryside. Could it be that this scene is going to the mountains and going to the countryside?Especially the period of double robbing in farm work is even more tiring!But going to the mountains and going to the countryside is something for young people, that's why the term "educated youth" came into being, and this is a middle-aged person, so he shouldn't be an educated youth!

Zhang Ling took a look, wasn't this middle-aged man the same as the middle-aged man he had seen before?Why is he here again?I saw him being escorted away by the Red Guards earlier, could it be that he was escorted here again?

The camera turned again, and saw this middle-aged man alone in a corner, although his body was covered in dust, he fell asleep as soon as he fell down.Then the camera cut again, seeing this man huddled in a corner alone, a group of educated youths got steaming dumplings from the villagers, so that these educated youths could eat well and have a good year.

These true feelings also warmed these educated youths, and relieved them of the pain of homesickness of "being a stranger in a foreign land and missing relatives every festive season".

But that middle-aged man does not have this kind of right to get it. If he thinks about it, he is a member of the Four Olds.He was still huddled in the corner, and an old man took the bowl and put it down next to him when no one was paying attention, and left quickly.The middle-aged man looked at the old man gratefully, and said: "Thank you!" The middle-aged man was very touched by the bowl of dumplings that the old man risked to bring to him, after all, he was the one to beat!

The camera turned again, and the broadcast sounded: "Comrades poor and lower-middle peasants, comrades educated youth, after hearing the broadcast, please gather in each production team and participate in the parade!"

As soon as the broadcast sounded, people got up one after another and gathered in twos and threes towards the production team to which they belonged.Even this middle-aged man was reluctantly dragged along, but he didn't know what fate was waiting for him.

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