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White paper was pasted on the brick wall, writing to sweep away all ghosts and monsters!

The two large characters are ordered to be rounded, and the other characters are spread crookedly underneath. The content is very simple, that is, let an old man in the village, Wang Chuanlu, still have an "identity", he is an old-school member, and let him go to the brigade to be criticized 'fight.

"Second Brother Liu, I passed by the brigade just now, and there is a sign on the wall to criticize 'Fight our Uncle Wang!'"

"That old man Wang will suffer a meal!" A man wearing a towel squatted on the ground and smoked a pipe.

"It's not a big deal? The head of the family, think about it, Uncle Wang is also 70 years old, and he can't stand these tricks!"

"What a crime!" The man took a deep puff of his cigarette, and tapped the upper of his shoe with the pipe in his hand.

"You can't say that."

"Bah, bah, bah! In the cowshed at the westernmost end of our village... isn't there that bad guy from the city! Let's send him to suffer once, how about it?"

"Is that appropriate?"

"Is it appropriate or not? Everything is for the revolution!"

The brigade in the village holds a meeting to criticize those who hinder progress.

The sky outside is a little unclear, the clouds are very low, and people's mood is also low.

Above the production team is the brigade, and above the brigade is the people's commune.A people's commune has several brigades under its jurisdiction, and the brigade has several production teams under its jurisdiction.

The brigade was full of people, people next to each other, let alone a place to stand, and there was not even a place where they wanted to make use of it.

The people on the stage were dressed in militia uniforms, with red armbands on each arm, and their eyes were all staring like copper bells, even those with small eyes tried to open them wide.

The villagers in the audience were laughing and laughing, their faces were black, and they gritted their teeth when they laughed.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh! Which one of you laughs?"

"Bring me the class enemy!"

"Let my grandfather go." Zou Chengyan was held down, and his sick grandfather was dragged and thrown onto the stage.

Zou Fengnian moved his dry lips, and there was a sign hanging around his neck. He was dizzy and thirsty, unable to speak. When he raised his head, he felt that his eyes were too bright to open his eyes. Can't get up.

"Tell me! Did you do something counter-revolutionary?"

"The enemy will not be eliminated by itself. The capitalists are sharpening their knives even in their dreams, preparing to counterattack the rebels. Can we sleep soundly? As long as we relax the string of class struggle, the red flag will change color. Heads fall!"

Today they want to convict Zou Fengnian, charge him with the crime of opposing socialism, and label him as a traitor, traitor, anti-Party element, and stubborn capitalist roader.

"Quickly admit your mistake, you're going to the 'capitalists'!"

"I do not have……"

A basin of cold water was poured on Zou Fengnian's head, he was clever, and suddenly remembered the past, when he was still fighting, he was carrying sandbags to build trenches.

"Bring over the next one!"

Several Red Guards used guns to coerce a young man to take the stage, "Hurry up!"

Zou Chengyan kept looking at his grandfather on the stage, and naturally he also saw the coerced young man. He looked into the other's bright black eyes, and felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

"This is a black 'five' disciple. Not only that, but he is still watching "Wandering" in the auditorium! Why are you wandering? You want to fall into the embrace of the capitalists, right?"

A female soldier with one hand on her hips threw a book on Chu Sha's face, "Read this book!"

"An ancient locust tree was projected onto the ground, and the gloomy heart was thickened. Suddenly, a crow called. This is what he usually heard; there were three or four crows' nests on the ancient locust tree. But now he is She was so frightened that she almost stood still, and when she walked into Jingfu's room lightly and frightened..."

Snapped--

"He also said that he didn't want to fall into the arms of the capitalist roaders! Look at what is written here? The crow is crying? The situation in the motherland is good, you are crowing, you just want to destroy socialism!" This female soldier is not simple, her name is Ge Yan , she is the captain, and all the criticisms here are presided over by her.

These days, it's too easy to convict someone. You yawn and they say you're not serious about the cultural movement; A little money would be even more serious, this is speculation!

Chu Sha didn't speak at all, and let the captain scold him, and the other party slapped him a few times when he got angry with the scolding.

When it got dark, people dispersed.

Chu Sha and Zou Fengnian were still kneeling on the stage, no one untied them.

"Grandpa." Seeing that no one was stopping him, Zou Chengyan rushed over to help Zou Fengnian untie the rope.

"I'm fine, you go and help that young man untie the rope."

"Okay." Zou Chengyan didn't cry or panic, he took up the burden early, so he seemed much more sensible than his peers.

"Thank you, no need." Chu Sha threw the rope aside, he stood up on the ground, kneeling on the ground for too long, his knees were numb.

"grandfather!"

Zou Fengnian is not a young man, after being beaten and scolded for a whole day, he couldn't hold on if he didn't get enough water.

"My parents are both doctors. I learned some knowledge from them before. Let me see your grandfather." Chu Sha walked up to Zou Fengnian, helped him up and put him on the chair, touched his forehead, and stretched out his hand to help him. He felt his pulse, "It's just a fever."

"But there is no medicine here, and it's too far to go to the town, and they won't see a doctor for us."

"Acupuncture can cure fever, let me try it." Chu Sha took out the acupuncture bag from his arms. He hid the needles to kill people, not to save them, but now he might try to save them. "Don't betray me." .”

"No, if my brother is willing to save my grandfather, he is our savior." Zou Chengyan raised his hand and swore, "If I betray you, I will die a terrible death!"

Chu Sha found half of a dirty candle, lit it with a flint, untied Zou Fengnian's clothes, sterilized the needle with the flame, and made Zou Fengnian sit with his head down, "Hold the candle closer. "

"Okay." Zou Chengyan approached with a candle, "Brother, where are you from? Wait for us..."

Thinking of the current situation of their family, Zou Chengyan didn't dare to make a decisive statement, for fear that the other party would feel that he was speaking lies.But the darkness at this time will definitely pass, and he must repay this big brother when the time comes.

Chu Sha didn't answer either, but by candlelight, he found the Dazhui acupoint at the lower end of Zou Fengnian's neck, which is the depression under the spinous process of the seventh cervical vertebra, and pricked it carefully.

Afterwards, he took Zou Fengnian's hand, and pricked another needle on the back of the opponent's hand, between the first and second metacarpal bones, at the midpoint of the radial side of the second metacarpal bone, between the two bones of the tiger's mouth.

Zou Chengyan's eyes were uncomfortably smoked. He rubbed his eyes, fearing that his movements would shake the candlelight and stop immediately, holding the candle motionless.

Chu Sha found the Waiguan acupoint on the outer side of Zou Fengnian's forearm, three finger widths above the horizontal crease on the wrist, and on the back of the wrist, and then injected the third needle, "Drink more hot water, and cover him with a quilt at night."

"Thank you, big brother." Zou Chengyan bowed. He didn't make any progress, and helped his grandfather back to the cowshed by himself.