Rebirth: 1977

The village is called "Tushanwan", but there is no "mountain" at all, not even a small dirt bag.

On the contrary, the village is surrounded by many winding rivers.

Jiangnan Water Town is well deserved.

Most people in Tushan Bay have the surname Zhuang.

Most of the houses in the village are newly built houses with blue bricks and tiles, and there are also a few houses with mud walls and straw roofs sandwiched in between.

When Director Fang brought Director He and the others to the village, they saw white paper fluttering at the door of a house at the east end of the village.

From time to time there was a cry inside.

He Longhua's face became serious and he asked Director Fang in a low voice:

"Has Zhuang Jie been buried?"

Director Fang's face also became serious and he replied in a low voice:

"I was just buried yesterday, and the pension for the golden hair was given to Zhuang Jie's wife.

Now - there are some internal conflicts that have not been resolved well. "

Sikongkong and Qiao Ming already know the cause and effect of the matter. For them, martyrs should be respected.

The widows, children and parents of martyrs must be taken care of.

"Let's go in and express our condolences, Qiao Ming. Come out with 200 yuan as a token of our gratitude to the hero."

Director Fang stopped him quickly and explained:

“The two leaders wanted to give the money out of good intentions, but now the family is in trouble because of the money.

I'll keep your money for the time being. How can I give it to you? For whom? "

"What do you mean? Zhuang Jie is married and has a child. Of course, this pension is for his lover.

Are there any conflicts that cannot be resolved? "

Qiao Ming asked directly.

Director Fang smiled awkwardly:

"That's the reason, so when the pension was paid out, we gave it to Zhuang Jie's wife.

Who would have known that this woman was now taken home by her parents, who asked someone to tell Zhuang Jie's parents that their daughter would not be a widow and would not come back.

Children as young as five stay with the banker. "

"There's no problem with that. If she really wants to remarry, the marriage law supports it."

Qiao Ming defended.

"But she took away all of Zhuang Jie's pension, and she didn't care about the child.

Zhuang Jie... Before May [-]th, there was a scene in Rexiaoli, which really made the villagers look down on it.

Zhuang Jie's parents did not force her to come back to observe her filial piety, and agreed to her remarriage, but they asked her to leave money to their children. "

Director Fang explained helplessly.

Several people fell silent.

From different standpoints and with our own opinions, can we say who is absolutely right or wrong?

Zhuang Jie's wife's remarriage may not have been her own wish. Her parents were reluctant to let her go home when they saw the money.

It was extremely difficult to get the money out of her hands.

But what should Zhuang Jie’s parents do? It is a painful thing to lose a child in middle age and send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

What will happen to his five-year-old son in the future?

His father died and his mother abandoned him. Even if he has the status of a 'martyr orphan', he is still young after all. In the future...

He Longhua sighed, even he couldn't interfere in such a thing.

"Let's do this. The two leaders from Beijing have prepared 200 yuan, which our county has already given once.

This time I came and prepared another 200 yuan, and I personally gave 100 yuan.

We went in to express our condolences to Zhuang Jie's parents. We gave the money to the child and gave it to the child's grandparents for safekeeping so that they could work harder to take care of and raise the child.

From now on, your brigade will cover all the child's living expenses, medical expenses, tuition fees, and food. "

Director Fang immediately responded:

"Director He said, I promise to get it done.

Let's do this. The brigade will give another [-], and the production team will give [-].

With this 800 yuan, it will be enough for the child's first few years of schooling. "

Several people discussed it and, under the leadership of Director Fang, walked into Zhuang Jie's home.

The new tile-roofed house had just been built, but it was still empty with nothing added.

Director Fang said a few words on behalf of several people. The urn has been buried, and other etiquette is omitted.

Captain Zhuang hurried over and took all the leaders to his home.

Captain Zhuang is in his early forties, about 168cm tall, and looks short and lean.

"Director He, I didn't expect you to come in person. Let's have dinner at my house today. I'll ask my mother-in-law to go to the pork seller in the brigade and weigh the pounds of meat."

Captain Zhuang's home is in the center of the village, and there are more than 20 households in the entire Tushan Bay. Sikongkong looked at the bamboo hillock in front of the village and the small river surrounding the bamboo hillock, which was quiet and quiet.

This season, bamboo shoots are growing rapidly.

The two people immediately fell in love with this small village.

"Captain Zhuang, the two of us are going to conduct research in your village. Seeing that your house is spacious, shall we live in your house?"

Captain Zhuang looked at the brigade director and county director. How could he refuse?

He immediately agreed with a smile.

"Okay, okay. It's a blessing for us rural people to have distinguished guests at our door. I'll pack up a room for you right away."

"Our food allowance is three yuan a day. We will eat whatever you eat. Don't make anything special."

Sikongkong immediately expressed his attitude.

This is the food allowance for their business trip.

Living and eating for free is not their style.

"There is nothing delicious in our rural areas. We don't need to pay for it. We have enough food at home. We grow vegetables on our own land and even buy these spring bamboo shoots without spending any money."

He Longhua didn't mention this on the road just now. Now, he must express his position:

"Leader, you two are welcome, the brigade will be responsible for your meals.

You have also seen that several teams in the Victory Brigade have set up factories and are not short of money.

You have traveled thousands of miles to come to us for research and inspection, which is a support for our work.

It doesn’t cost much to eat in the countryside. "

Sikongkong did not insist anymore.

When Captain Zhuang's wife went to the brigade headquarters, someone had already prepared meat and fish for her.

I went home and prepared some vegetarian dishes on my own farm, and added a dish of scrambled eggs with bamboo shoots. It was quite a hearty lunch.

After eating, He Longhua took Director Fang away.

"Director, if you want to go back after work, call me and I will send a car to pick you up.

If you are missing anything here, just ask Captain Zhuang and Director Fang. "

After He Longhua and the others left, Sikongkong and Qiao Ming couldn't sit still.

Captain Zhuang accompanied them with fear, wondering if he should leave and do his own work?

Or stay with the guests?

His immediate boss didn't even give a hint and walked away, leaving two giant Buddhas behind. He was really embarrassed.

"Captain Zhuang, I want to ask you something. I hope you can tell me everything you know."

Sikongkong figured it out, and it was most appropriate to ask the captain in front of him.

If he doesn't know something, he can just ask someone who knows it, which can save him a lot of trouble.

"Leader, just ask, as long as I know, I will definitely tell you."

Captain Zhuang quickly stood up to reassure himself.

Looking at that momentum, what could he dare to hide? Besides, he doesn’t have any secrets that he can’t tell others!

He couldn't help but secretly straighten his thin waist, and suddenly understood the old saying:

‘Don’t do anything bad, don’t be afraid of ghosts calling the door! ’

Anyone who has done anything wrong would be frightened by the aura of these two people in front of him.

“Twenty years ago, a couple came to your village and were sent to work here.

President Wen Kaitai and Professor Wang Lihua, do you still remember them? "

Sikongkong asked directly without beating around the bush.

“There were several couples who were transferred to our village 20 years ago. Their names—in fact, no one remembers their names.

I don’t know if you are talking about Lao Wen? "

Captain Zhuang was a little embarrassed.

"Are there many people with the surname Wen here? The Principal Wen I mentioned was about... well, probably around fifty."

Sikongkong said uncertainly.

Director Su was talking to him about his elders. Now Director Su is less than fifty. Twenty years ago, his elders should be about the same.

"There is only one surnamed Wen. He should be Lao Wen. The two of them are highly educated. I was in my early twenties at the time, so I remember it very clearly."

Sikongkong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did they live in a farmer's home at the beginning, or did they live alone?"

"They--ahem, they live in the cowshed, but there is only one old scalper in our village, which is very precious.

The cowshed is very sturdy and very warm inside in winter. "

Captain Zhuang felt a little guilty. Could it be that after returning to his leadership position, he was ready to come back and turn the tables?

They don't seem to be acting too excessively.

Besides, how to arrange them was all dictated by the leaders above, and it had nothing to do with him.

The village chief at that time is no longer here.

He was still thinking wildly, and the leader began to ask questions again:

“You remember, they had a pregnant daughter who came to visit relatives, and because her mother was temporarily ill, they stayed to take care of her mother.

As a result, the child was born in your place? "