Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

Lin Bingde felt uncomfortable talking to the senior officials from the capital, but when he saw Lin Zhengjun coming, he immediately felt relieved.

Lin Bingde stood up and introduced excitedly: "Two leaders, Comrade Lin Zhengjun is very outstanding. He is our youth team leader, director of the Youth Food Cooperative, a model of family sideline production recognized by the County Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and an activist who is brave enough to do what is right!"

"We've already met!"

Without waiting for Lin Bingde to finish his introduction, Zhang Weiyang took out a stack of big unity bills from his pocket. It looked like there were hundreds of them. He stuffed them into Lin Zhengjun's hand and said, "Zhengjun, this is a little gift from us. Please accept it!"

"Uncle Zhang, I can't accept this money!" Lin Zhengjun quickly pushed it away.

"Comrade Lin Zhengjun, you should accept it!"

Zhang Weiyang insisted: "This is to express our gratitude. Without you exposing the Wei family's fake mask, my daughter would have died unclearly, and we would have been kept in the dark forever!"

"Director Zhang, I can't bear this thank you!"

Lin Zhengjun said emotionally: "We don't deserve your thanks!"

Then, he glanced at everyone and said, "It is the Hewan Brigade that owes Zhang Wanyi. Including me and everyone present here, every member is an accomplice of the Wei family and owes her!"

Lin Zhengjun himself came from a bad family background and had suffered a lot of discrimination, suppression and neglect in recent years.

Although he was an excellent student, his place in the workers, peasants and soldiers college program was cancelled.

He had personally experienced the bone-deep coldness, the endless oppression, and the despair of climbing up the mountain and falling to the bottom again and again.

Therefore, Lin Zhengjun felt very sympathetic towards Zhang Wanyi and other intellectuals who were sent down to the countryside, and he could relate to their experiences.

"Comrade Zhengjun, you are exaggerating. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and the real culprit is Wei Shanhu's family!" Zhang Weiyang said hurriedly.

"Zhengjun..."

Lin Bingde and others also felt that Lin Zhengjun's words were too much and wanted to refute, but when they remembered Lin Zhengjun's instructions yesterday, they quickly shut their mouths.

"Is not it?"

Lin Zhengjun said solemnly: "When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent!"

"First of all, whether it is Wei Guoliang or Wei Shanhu, they were both elected as brigade cadres through a one-person-one-vote meeting of the members. As a result, we let a bunch of scumbags become the leaders of the brigade!"

"For more than a decade, the two generations of the Wei family have embezzled collective assets, extorted the people, bullied men and women, and harmed the village. Did we supervise them? Did we fight against them? It was our tolerance and connivance that allowed the Wei family father and son to become more rampant!"

"And! Zhang Wanyi guided us in completing the construction of basic farmland, bred fish fry for us, and opened literacy classes to teach the children of the members. She made so many contributions to our Hewan Brigade, but have we ever cared about her?"

"That winter, the barn where she lived collapsed under the weight of the snow. If only a caring member had taken her home or visited the Wei family to check on her, she would never have been illegally imprisoned for seven days and tortured to death!"

"So, each of us is the indirect murderer of Zhang Wanyi!"

After saying this, Lin Zhengjun glanced sharply at the several brigade cadres present.

Everyone lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look Lin Zhengjun in the eye, and the scene fell into silence.

This may be a rough statement, but it makes sense!

A speck of dust from the times becomes a mountain when it falls on a person's head.

In essence, Zhang Wanyi was killed by the Wei family due to multiple reasons and was a tragedy of the times.

How could it be Song Zhilan's responsibility!

Lin Zhengjun is taking the initiative to share the responsibility for Zhang Wanyi's unfortunate death!

Only in this way can Song Zhilan not indulge in regret and despair, free herself from self-denial, and walk out of the shadow of her daughter's death!

"What Zhengjun said makes sense!"

After a long while, Lin Bingde sighed and said, "Each of us has a responsibility. We are too ignorant and selfish."

"In the future, we must strengthen our studies, especially the children, who must learn to read and write, learn culture and understand the truth!"

After hearing these words, Song Zhilan suddenly felt relieved. She wiped her tears and smiled, "Has Comrade Lin Zhengjun ever been to school?"

"Tang Xiaofu and I have both attended high school and are currently actively reviewing to prepare for next year's college entrance examination!"

"Very good, you should never give up learning scientific and cultural knowledge, you must work hard!" Song Zhilan smiled with admiration in her eyes.

"We both have no problem with our academic performance, but our family backgrounds are not good. I am the descendant of a landlord, and she is the daughter of a counter-revolutionary enemy spy. Thanks to the Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee, my problem has been solved, but hers has not yet been removed!"

"Children of enemy spies? Which unit do your parents work for?" Song Zhilan asked curiously.

Tang Xiaofu said, "My father's name is Tang Ningcheng, the son of a red capitalist in Hong Kong Island. My mother's name is Zhou Qiuping. They were both teachers at the Yenching Institute of Technology. They suddenly disappeared during the cadre school. It is said that they fled to Hong Kong City!"

"Lao Zhang, go back and check the files!"

Song Zhilan smiled coldly and said, "It is said that he fled to the port city... Haha, who saw it? There is no evidence, so it doesn't count!"

Zhang Weiyang nodded and said, "Okay! I will investigate it carefully!"

"Son, your uncle Zhang is in charge of colleges and universities and the national college entrance examination, especially the political review, so he should be able to say a few words."

Song Zhilan smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you are innocent, we will never let you suffer any loss!"

Tang Xiaofu was overjoyed, but her face was calm. She bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Director Song. I will work harder to prepare for the exam and live up to your expectations!"

In fact, Tang Xiaofu is also a very smart person. As soon as she entered the yard, she started observing Zhang Weiyang and his wife.

Zhang Weiyang was quite enthusiastic towards the team leaders and Lin Zhengjun, but Song Zhilan had a cold face from beginning to end, and there was a hint of... hatred deep in her eyes!

Just imagine, the girl has suffered so much here. The Wei family is certainly the culprit, but are the others not to blame? How can she not hate it?

If she hadn't come to thank Lin Zhengjun, she wouldn't even want to set foot in the Hewan Brigade!

In Song Zhilan's eyes, the Hewan Brigade is a real devil's den, and everyone here is a devil who forced her daughter to death!

Everything changed when Lin Zhengjun conducted his "self-examination". That self-examination and self-blame were the best substitute for Song Zhilan!

Lin Zhengjun spoke out what was in her heart, which allowed her to release her suppressed anger and hatred and free herself from self-blame!

Song Zhilan's gratitude and love for Lin Zhengjun deepened, and she even didn't hate the Hewan Brigade as much anymore, which is why she took the initiative to ask about Lin Zhengjun's studies!

"Why call me Director? That's too polite. Call me Auntie!" Song Zhilan said tearfully, "When my daughter was sent down to the countryside, she was about the same age as you!"

"Okay, Aunt Song!"

Tang Xiaofu took the opportunity to take out the copy of October and said, "Auntie, here is a short poem published by Lin Zhengjun, called "A Generation". He wrote it in remembrance of Zhang Wanyi's deeds!"

"?!"

Lin Zhengjun was slightly stunned and secretly gave a thumbs up!

Cool operation!

God assists!

Marry a virtuous wife and three generations will prosper!

It was obvious that Tang Xiaofu and he were in sync and she instantly understood the real intention of his review and went a step further!

Hearing this, Zhang Weiyang and Song Zhilan had different reactions!

Zhang Weiyang had obviously seen this poem, and immediately said in surprise: "Comrade Zhengjun, it turns out that Chu Kuangren is you?"

"Have you seen it?"

“Of course I have!”

Zhang Weiyang held Lin Zhengjun's hand tightly and said excitedly: "This poem "A Generation" has caused a sensation in all major institutions and universities in Yanjing. There must be someone reciting it at every poetry recitation gathering!"

"But I never expected that this poem was written by you and is related to my daughter..."

"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to look for light!"

Song Zhilan was obviously reading this poem for the first time. She recited it silently over and over again, and gradually tears flowed down her face: "This is about Wanyi!"

"Yes, even though she lives in darkness, she always looks toward the light. She firmly believes that one day, spring will return to the earth and the ice and snow will melt!"

Lin Zhengjun said emotionally: "She once told me that she likes this hot land under her feet, the clear river water flowing beside her, and every blade of grass and tree in the back mountain. Her ideal is to change the poor and backward appearance here, so that the members can get rich and live a good life..."

"Did she really say that?"

Song Zhilan's tearful eyes seemed to ignite a small flame, as if she had gradually found her life goal.