happy looking back

certificate.Jian Yixuan has absolutely nothing to do with overseas capitalist US imperialism, he is an out-and-out enemy agent! "He Zhen, who couldn't hold back behind Wang Zhi, jumped out, pointed at Jian Yixuan and made a serious accusation.

"Comrade He Zhen can basically confirm that Comrade Jian Yixuan is innocent." Wang Zhi looked at the dissatisfied He Zhen with a serious face.

"But he and—" He Zhen yelled dissatisfiedly, as if her throat was grabbed by someone, and all the words were held back. , lowered his head in horror, his fair forehead actually dripped with sweat, and the ten fingers that were stirring tightly were covered with blood-red bruises.

My heart trembled violently: she was afraid!

"Comrade Jian Yixuan once studied in the United States and has authority in the field of cardiology and brain medicine. Even great leaders try their best to retain such talents." Wang Zhi looked proud and proud, and the art of speaking like this made the listeners There is a feeling that the two feet do not occupy the ground, of course, this does not include Jian Yixuan.

"Do practical things down-to-earth, never follow others' opinions, catch wind and shadow, create a terrorist atmosphere, and disturb social order. This is the principle of my life and conduct."I looked at Grandpa Jian with admiration. An intellectual is an intellectual, and he is a hundred times better at moving his tongue than I am at moving my teeth.Finally seeing Wang Zhi's hypocritical human skin mask was a little cold and stiff, and he felt a little smug in his heart as if he had won.

"Dean Jian! She brought someone to trouble you!" Ge Heping, who was my father, rushed into the office in a hurry, looking angrily at a group of red armbands like tigers and wolves.There were a bunch of patients and their family members standing at the door to watch the excitement.

"Lesbians! Dean Jian saved my child's life. If you feel angry, just vent it to me. Don't embarrass a good person." I was a little dumbfounded: "It's okay, dad, what are you doing? You still have an unfair expression on your face, stomping your feet and beating your chest." Poor kind.The voice was trembling and choked, and I wanted to play the song Erquan Yingyue beside me to add to the fun.

"We country people don't know that doctors work from nine to five. We farmers sleep until the cock crows and the drums beat when we have no work. If you have work, even if you squat in the latrine, you have to put on your trouser belt immediately and start producing for socialism!" My father stuck his neck up and put on a proletarian and fearless naive look, making everyone watching the excitement cover their mouths and laugh secretly.

"Where is this comrade, what did his ancestors do?" He Zhen pried it out from nowhere, and pointed the finger at herself.Originally, she was looking for someone to stand in for her, but unexpectedly she became the laughing stock of others. How could the proud He Zhen swallow this breath.

"From Dahe Village, everyone must not know me, and when it comes to my grandfather, no one will raise this—" The young father pouted his mouth and gave him a thumbs up. His expression was so embarrassing that I felt ashamed.The onlookers saw that the door could not be squeezed in, so they all made a detour and leaned on the window, looking excited as if they were listening to books in a teahouse for entertainment.

"Speaking of my grandfather, I have to say that the Japanese devils blew up the Marco Polo Bridge in 1937—" the young father cadenced, rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to make a long speech.He didn't see the livid faces of Wang Zhi and He Zhen, and the twitching corners of Grandpa Jian's mouth beside him.

"What's the relationship between your grandfather and Lugou Bridge?" A young man who climbed on the window got excited and shouted at the top of his voice, causing the people around him to boo.

"Of course it is related! It has to start with the tofu shop opened by my grandfather—" the young father raised his head and said proudly.Before the words were finished, someone threw stones and straw sandal boards here.Grandma Huang was a little nervous and wanted to step forward to stop her father from running the train with his mouth full, but was grabbed by Grandpa Jian who was next to him, and shook his head with a smile.

"Do you know how to respect people! Throw me away before I finish speaking!" The young father blushed angrily.

"What do you have to say, you landlord and bully!" The boy on the window pouted disdainfully, one of the two feet that stepped on the window sill had no straw sandals.

"What do you know! Do you know how many pieces of information my family's tofu shop has sent out for millions of soldiers crossing the river to win fighters?!" The young father puffed up his chest, his proud eyes sparked with passion.The audience on the side were all gearing up and excited.I was a little shocked that the young father's impromptu speech ability is so strong, although I can't understand the high emotions of the people around me.

Maybe it's because I lived too far away from gunpowder and they were too close, even though the difference is only 40 years.

"It's a pity that grandpa didn't see the founding of New China." The young father's eyes were moist.

"It's Ge Baojin's father in Xiaohe Village, right? I know about this, and now his grandfather's name is still engraved on the martyr's stele!" An elderly man at the door said with emotion.

It's a real thing!It appears to be true.There is pride in the young father's tears, but more heartache and longing.

"My father has joined the party for 30 years this year." The young father looked at He Zhen with disdain in his eyes. In this era, the families of martyrs are a famous gold medal for avoiding death.

"His father is a good man! Xiaohe Village is poor but has a united heart. Every task instructed by the superior is completed with quality and quantity. When there is an agricultural conference, there is no red flower to be praised." The elderly man Nodding his head, he felt that the tiger father has no dogs and sons.The onlookers who were watching the monkey at the beginning showed envy and respect, and asked the people around them about the famous father and son.

"Everyone go back to their posts. Dean Jian interrupted." Wang Zhi squeezed out a stiff smile on his livid face and left. The crowd at the door made way for them, but their eyes were quite unfriendly.The onlookers who did not watch the whole play thought that the descendants of the family members of the revolutionary martyrs were rejected when they went to the hospital to see a doctor, and they were simply corrupt elements of the proletariat!It is a moth of socialism!

Beautiful misunderstanding!

"gone?"

"Let's go!" Huang Xiuhua closed the door, patting her chest in shock.

"Thanks to peace this time." Grandpa Jane patted his father on the shoulder gratefully.

"What Uncle Jian said, it happened because of me." The young father looked at Grandpa Jian with some guilt.

"No! You are thinking too simply, Wang Zhi is coming after me." Grandpa Jian smiled bitterly and closed the comic book in his hand.

"Why?" The young father asked suspiciously.

"Don't ask, you don't understand these things. Hurry up and pack up and take the child home. I'll prescribe another few bottles of medicine to help the child digest." Grandpa Jian reluctantly picked me up and placed it on my forehead After kissing me, I lowered myself to the young woman.

"No! How can I leave at this time!" The young father was a little annoyed. At this moment, I believed that the people who fought to die on the battlefield in the war movies I watched before were definitely real.

"Hehe! If you don't leave and stay here, your father will help you with all the work at home!" Grandpa Jian cursed with a smile, but there was an undisguised warmth between his brows.

"But Uncle Jian, you—" The young father was still worried.

"Stupid boy! You think that I, an overseas Chinese who returned to the country for construction in response to the call of the country, has a letter from the leader in my hand, who would have the guts to touch me!" Grandpa Jian said proudly.

"Uncle Jian, you mean you have seen—" The young father showed a shocked look on his ecstatic face.If God is so close to a mortal one day, he will probably be like the young father now, and be happy to be stupid.

"Yes!" Grandpa Jian nodded, "Get on the bike—" Seeing the young father waving his hands repeatedly, Grandpa Jian grabbed his father's arm.

"It's more than 30 kilometers from here to my home. I don't think about myself, but I also think about my wife and children. Besides, I am eating and living in the hospital. I don't need this! If I have time to ride a bike, I will take my children back to see your uncle and aunt Huang. This is enough. Come!" Grandpa Jian's eyes were slightly red, and Grandma Huang behind her turned around, already weeping uncontrollably.

14

14. Men's self-esteem...

Some people have known each other for a lifetime but are strangers, and some have known each other for a few days but are inseparable.

Standing at the root of the ancient city of the county, the grass is desolate, the autumn wind is bleak, and the yellow sand is rolled up and flying all over the sky.Grandma Huang hugged me tightly reluctantly and choked up several times, soaking my brand new cotton gown.Desire to call a grandpa!grandmother!goodbye!But I am worried that the parting that I miss too much will hurt my body and make me sad.

"Take care!" Grandpa Jian stuffed the little book of Journey to the West into a package with a black background and white floral cloth and handed it to the young woman, and walked towards the city with the reluctant Grandma Huang.It wasn't until the two of them disappeared into the crowd that the young father and mother turned around silently, got on their bicycles and rushed home.

"Uncle Jian and Aunt Huang are both good people." The young mother hugged me, leaning her head on the young father's back, looking a little lonely.

"En! We have time to wait. Let's bring bitter roots to see them again, and bring more red dates and taro. Aunt Huang and Uncle Jian will definitely like it." The young father's downcast tone rose a little, and this happiness infected his back and also parted. Sad young lady.

"Ah! I still need to study the flower needle taught by Aunt Huang. Last time I saw a peony flower in Aunt Huang's New Year picture book. It is so beautiful. I want to weave it." The young lady laughed happily. .

The road is narrow and full of potholes.The violent bumps on the bicycle made people's butt hurt, and the young couple was not afraid of the winding road ahead, but they were full of sweet longing for the future.The trees on both sides of the strait receded slowly, and the busy people on the other side sang the most passionate red song of this era, "Without □, there would be no new China."

"What are those two iron guys that are spinning around?"

"Uneducated! That's a bicycle! I've seen it in the county."

"Hey! Isn't that the second child of Lao Ge's family?"

"Yes! I heard that the child was sick and went to the county to see a doctor."

Just arrived in Dahe Village