Time: 2010-11-2111:48:15 Words: 12475
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Mayor Wang Fuxing came out from the county government to report on his work. He had just walked down the county bridge when he heard the band in front of him. He looked up and saw a group of mourners. He stood to the side. Shen Huimin, dressed in mourning clothes, walked in front of them and threw paper at them. He was shocked. Shen Huimin was only a brother and sister. His father was from the New Fourth Army. After he left D City with the army during the Anti-Japanese War, he had not heard from them until now. Therefore, he was very concerned about the revolutionary children. He looked around carefully but did not see Shen Huilian. He wondered if something had happened to the siblings while they were fishing. Just as he was about to go up and pull Shen Huimin to ask, he heard the people watching the commotion say that the Hua family was holding a funeral for Hua Shiliang. He was furious. He had just heard from a few officials in the county that the head of Shidu township, Gong Laifa, had died because of a good doctor. He had worked with Gong Laifa for more than a month and thought that he was a good comrade with a firm revolutionary stand and strong working ability. Hua Shiliang dared to kill a revolutionary cadre. He was really bold. If he didn't commit suicide, he would have asked the police to arrest him. He would never allow such a rampant counter-revolutionary to get away with it in the area under his jurisdiction. What he hated the most was the counter-revolution. This was the most taut string in his mind. When the breeze blew, the string would hum. He felt that Shen Huimin's revolutionary awareness was too low. He wanted to stop him, but Shen Huimin had already passed in front of him. In front of him was a foreign band. He wanted to walk away, unwilling to see the funeral of the counter-revolution, but the roadside was already crowded with people.
After the foreign band went over, it was followed by the colorful flag team of more than 20 farmers. Wang Fuxing did not know that these people were cured by Hua Shiliang when he was alive. He hated these farmers for being too ignorant. The colorful flag team went over, followed by more than ten monks in kasayas. They also held chimes, copper cymbals, and other musical instruments in their hands, and they chanted as they knocked. Wang Fuxing snorted. How dare they still be superstitious! He had to investigate! Then there were more than twenty people holding white banners. He recognized a few of them as employees of the shop. He thought that their thinking was too backward and needed to be criticized and educated. A band of more than twenty people followed behind. More than twenty people carried paper sheep, horses,"250","330", and so on. More than ten women carried incense burner. When he saw eight people carrying Hua Shiliang's coffin, he wanted to drag Hua Shiliang's body out and fight with them. The mourners followed behind, some wailing, some wiping away their tears. There were farmers and workers. There were one or two hundred people. He thought that Hua Shiliang was too deceitful to be able to deceive so many people. He blamed himself for not paying enough attention to his education and publicity work. The long funeral procession was finally over. He walked angrily to the town government, thinking about how to deal with the person who organized the Hua family's funeral. Heh, he must also be a rebellious person!
When Wang Fuxing walked to Yu Bunongkou, he heard someone call out " Mayor Wang " from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Weng Zitang. He had a good impression of this pharmacy owner because Weng Zitang was really enthusiastic about putting out fires and was a good helper in this town. When Weng Zitang walked in front of him, he asked with a smile,""What's the matter?"
"Mayor Wang, you saw it just now. The good doctor had lost his cadre, but he still wanted to show off. Only the big landlords and the rebellious bureaucrats in the past would have such a funeral. Now, they were still talking about such extravagance. They were deliberately going against the government. He should be dealt with severely and not forgiven.”
Wang Fuxing felt that Weng Zitang still had some awareness and grunted in satisfaction.
Weng Zitang became excited and said," What ability does Hua Shiliang have? He's just a doctor who treats the head and feet of a headache. He's the same as other western doctors. He only treats the surface but not the root of the problem." Who in the medical world would think highly of him! If he deliberately killed a cadre, he would be considered a counter-revolutionary. Even if he committed suicide, he should have shot his corpse a few times. He even dared to hold such a large funeral. Our colleagues in the pharmaceutical industry are disgusted, and the public also has opinions. Mayor Wang, this was not a small matter.”
"What did the people say?" Wang Fuxing asked.
Weng Zitang was just spouting nonsense, so he naturally couldn't give a specific example. He cursed in his heart, Damn it, dig it out. F * ck your ancestors!" But he said,"Mayor Wang, I won't change my mind. Anyway, I have an opinion. You can understand it yourself." Would the people not object to the death of a cadre? The dead man's younger brother, Hua Shijie, was also not a good person. He knew that his brother had intentionally killed a cadre, but he still wanted to hold a funeral for him. He wanted to show off for the dead. His thoughts were revolutionary!”He was afraid that Wang Fuxing would ask again, so he left.
When Wang Fuxing heard that "the people have opinions", he naturally felt that it was necessary to deal with it seriously. He returned to the town government office and saw the document, He Guoliang. He asked,""Do you know about Hua Shiliang?”
He Guoliang had never heard of the " medical case ", nor did he know that there was a funeral today. He only knew that the matter of the Hua family hiring monks and Taoists was reported by Weng Zitang from the Chinese medicine shop. He said," I know. A few days ago, someone came to report that Hua Shiliang's younger brother, Hua Shijie, invited more than ten monks to do Buddhist rituals. He even invited Taoist priests to do Taoist rituals and engage in feudal superstition. I immediately went to find their street director, Zhuge Chang, and asked him to criticize and stop them.”
Wang Fuxing heard that he had already asked the street director to stop it, but the Hua Family still dared to do this today. They were really too arrogant and had to be dealt with immediately. He lit a cigarette and walked straight to the police station, determined to make the police arrest him immediately.
Wang Fuxing was a person with a deep hatred for class. He hated the landlord tyrants and the rebels to the core. He was originally a poor farmer in a mountain village in Linyi, Shandong Province. His grandfather was forced to death by the landlord because he couldn't pay the rent during the famine. His father was accused by the traitors of being a great party and was hung on a tree by the devils. His mother worked as a servant for the landlord. The landlady lost a gold ring and insisted that she had stolen it. She wanted her son, who was the county head, to interrogate her and die a tragic death under torture. He was furious when he heard the news. He sneaked into the landlord's manor late at night to kill the landlady and avenge his mother. He was caught by a vicious dog, barking and biting, and was caught by the landlord. After a beating, he was locked in a woodshed and sent to the county magistrate for investigation at dawn. It was the fire girl, Ah Ju, who saved him and helped him escape into the mountains. The two of them had worked hard to open up more than two mu of wasteland, but the landlord in the mountain had occupied it. How much hatred was deeply engraved in his heart. The Great Party had rescued him from the sea of bitterness. He was the first to break into the landlord's house and capture him. He was the first to jump on stage and complain about the sins of the old society that oppressed his family. He was the first to stand up and organize the village's farmers 'association. He joined the party, became a township head, and embarked on the road of revolution. In 1949, the Linyi area received instructions from the higher authorities to select and transfer personnel from various grassroots cadres for short-term training and transfer them to the newly liberated Jiangnan areas. He was sent to D City and County during this transfer. He was originally a village head in the countryside, but he was transferred to D Town at the beginning of the year to be the mayor. He was a newly matured cadre. In many places, it was inevitable that he would do things based on class feelings.
When Zhang Haitao saw Wang Fuxing enter, he quickly poured him a glass of water and handed him a big red eagle cigarette. "What's the matter?"
Wang Fuxing told her what he had heard and seen and said,"We should arrest Hua Shijie! Holding a funeral for a counter-revolutionary is a demonstration to the people and must not be tolerated!”
Zhang Haitao also hated counter-revolutions the most and regarded eliminating counter-revolutions as the primary task of the revolution. However, he was a veteran cadre who had joined the revolution at the age of fifteen and had a wealth of work experience. He did not just do things based on his feelings. He had to do a rational investigation and analysis of everything. Ever since the county's Department of Culture and Health set up a task force to investigate the Hua Shiliang case, he had put it on his work schedule. He went around to investigate Hua Shiliang's history, walked through the streets and alleys, and carefully listened to the comments of people from all walks of life. Until today, they could only come to this conclusion: Hua Shiliang's history was clean. He had no signs of colluding with bandits, remnants of the rebels, or the sects of the rebels. He was also a doctor with noble medical ethics and was deeply respected by the masses. He advised Wang Fuxing that before the investigation team's investigation report came out, it could not be said that Hua Shiliang deliberately killed Gong Laifa. He could not easily label Hua Shiliang as a counter-revolutionary. Of course, Hua Shiliang's suicide was suspicious. What the reason was, it had to be investigated and analyzed. There were many motives for suicide, political, family, and personal. Hua Shijie's funeral for his second brother was a little too much, but D City had only been liberated for a year. It was inevitable that some people still had feudal superstitious habits. It should be distinguished from counter-revolutionary activities through feudal superstitious activities. Moreover, there was also the problem of customs. Today, I heard the reactions of many people. Not only did they not blame the Hua family, but many people shed tears for Hua Shiliang's death and felt sorry for him. Cities and towns were not like villages. They were places where people of all walks of life gathered and where all kinds of ideologies clashed. The situation in the town is complicated. Comrade, we have to be meticulous in our work. If we arrest the wrong person, it will cause adverse effects and bring certain difficulties to our work.
When Wang Fuxing was transferred to D City and County as the township head, he had gotten to know Zhang Haitao. They had even exterminated the bandits in the village together. He understood Zhang Haitao and respected him from the bottom of his heart. He believed that he had more revolutionary experience than himself, had more experience, had a higher level of Marxist-Leninism, and was familiar with the Party's policies. He was right. It was easy to catch someone but difficult to let them go. It would not be good if they caught the wrong person.
When Wang Fuxing returned to the town, he felt that the monks and Taoists were not doing a good job. One rotten peach would affect a whole basket. He had to severely criticize and deal with it to stop the evil wind that might be caused in time.
It just so happened that Zhuge Chang came to the town to look for the secretary, He Guoliang.
Wang Fuxing handed Zhuge Chang a Big Red Eagle cigarette and said,"Did you see the Hua family's funeral?”
Zhuge Chang's mind buzzed. He knew that this was not good. Yesterday, he had also advised Hua Shijie not to hold a big funeral. This was the location of the county government. There were many officials here. Anyone who saw them would be disgusted and might be punished. Hua Shijie didn't listen. For Luo Yuzhen's sake, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb. Anyway, he had made up his mind not to mourn or eat tofu rice. If there was something in town, it couldn't be said to him. "I went to the countryside to collect goods yesterday and just came back. I didn't even go home before coming here." Why, the Hua family actually dared to hold a funeral?”
"Didn't Little He ask you to dissuade Hua Shijie? Didn't you say so?" Wang Fuxing asked.”
Zhuge Chang thought that he couldn't hide this matter, and he couldn't let himself be criticized just to protect others. He said,"I went to criticize Hua Shijie that day, and he agreed to change."”Wang Fuxing said,"You promised to change it, but you still want to hold a big funeral!" This is a deliberate offense. Go back and deal with it seriously immediately. Report how it was dealt with in the afternoon.”
Zhuge Chang felt troubled. Town Mayor Wang was waiting for a report. He couldn't just feint and leave it at that. He was serious about it. Firstly, he could not be lenient. Secondly, there were no clear rules on how to deal with it. If he dealt with it too seriously, people would scold him because the entire street had been feeling sorry for Hua Shiliang for the past few days. If the punishment was light, Town Mayor Wang would be dissatisfied and criticize him. He didn't dare to act recklessly, as in his opinion, the street director was just a messenger between the government and the residents. However, he didn't dare to say that this small peddler would dare to go against the mayor of a town. In his mind, there was only one principle that had been set down for thousands of years. Officials were always officials, and the people were always the people. It was natural for officials to humiliate the people, and the people deserved to die for their crimes. The village chief, the security chief, the first chief, and the director of the neighborhood committee were the same. In the end, they were still the people.
Seeing that Zhuge Chang did not leave or express his stance, Wang Fuxing was a little angry and said,"You're such an honest person. What are you afraid of? Call Hua Shijie to the town!"
Only then did Zhuge Chang slowly walk away.
Wang Fuxing always felt that the street officials in the town were still active in reporting the situation and conveying the policy spirit of the higher-ups, but when dealing with matters, they were always a little considerate. Unlike the farmers, the village officials dared to say and do things. Sometimes, they would even boldly deal with it themselves before reporting it to the village. He had wanted to replace them, but he couldn't find the right person because some of the stronger ones had been absorbed by the unit. The country did not give subsidies to street officials, so they had to rely on themselves. Zhang Haitao was right. These street officials had a clean history, wholeheartedly supported the great party, and loved the new dynasty. As long as they could actively reflect the situation and convey their spirit in time, it would be fine. In the current situation, the only way was to strengthen their ideology education and raise their political awareness. The thoughts of the people in the city were more complicated than those in the countryside.
When Hua Shijie arrived, Zhuge Chang followed behind him. He was worried that Hua Shijie was fearless and would talk back blindly. He also wanted to see an opportunity to say a few words on his behalf. If it wasn't for the Hua Family, he wouldn't have followed them here. He was also afraid of meeting the mayor.
Hua Shijie saw Mayor Wang's stern face, but he didn't panic. He smiled and handed over a beautiful brand cigarette, calling out,""Mayor Wang."
Wang Fuxing did not take the cigarette. He took out the big red eagle from his pocket and smoked one. He threw the cigarette box on the table and looked at Hua Shijie seriously.
Hua Shijie saw that Wang Fuxing was only smoking his own cigarette and did not care. He handed the cigarette to Zhuge Chang, but he was also rejected. He looked at Zhuge Chang and smiled. He secretly cursed Zhuge Chang as a coward and then sucked it himself. He sat down on the stool beside him and continued smoking as if nothing had happened. He wanted his student to be born upright and upright in history. He didn't gamble or go whoring. Which family didn't hold a funeral for the dead? It was up to each family to hold a large funeral. A large funeral only cost a little more money. This money was earned by my second brother himself. It's not like the landlord exploited the bandits. What's the big deal? I'd like to see how you, the mayor, deal with me. I'm not my second brother, who's timid and afraid of trouble.
Wang Fuxing thought to himself that this kid was a coward. He said seriously,"Who told you to sit?"
Hua Shijie just smiled and did not stand up.
Zhuge Chang quickly stepped on Hua Shijie's foot and said,""The mayor told you to stand up, so you stood up. You don't even know how to be polite."
Hua Shijie still sat down and said," This is the people's government. I'm not a landlord, bandit, or a counter-revolutionary. The mayor is sitting. Why shouldn't I sit?"-- Director Zhuge Chang, you should sit too."
Zhuge Chang did not dare to sit down. He rolled his eyes at Hua Shijie and thought,""You troublemaker, don't you think this matter is big enough?”
Wang Fuxing didn't want to fuss about it anymore. He thought that since Hua Shiliang's matter was still unsettled, Hua Shijie, as a citizen, wasn't going overboard with his words. Moreover, he also liked this kind of daring personality. Seeing Zhuge Chang's awkward expression, he handed him a cigarette and said,""Sit down." Zhuge Chang was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. He respectfully took the cigarette but did not sit down."The officials are modest to the people, and the people should be self-sufficient.”
"Who told you to hold a funeral!" Wang Fuxing criticized.
Hua Shijie deliberately treated it as a question and said,""Me,"
Wang Fuxing criticized again,"Why are you so superstitious?”
"I'm the second brother who died in mourning."
"Why did your second brother commit suicide?"
"I was wondering the same thing. I also asked, Second Brother, oh, Second Brother, why did you commit suicide when you were living a good life? He asked a thousand times. Sigh, the dead Second Brother still had the same temper as when he was alive. He didn't like to talk much. I asked him, but he really didn't say anything. This was really puzzling. Mayor, don't you think so?"
Zhuge Chang almost laughed out loud when he heard that.
" Your second brother is..." Wang Fuxing remembered Zhang Haitao's words and swallowed the words " counter-revolutionary suicide ".
"What do you think my second brother is?"
Wang Fuxing changed his words and said," Your second brother is dead. It's fine if he's dead. Just buy a coffin and bury him. Why do you have to make a scene with monks and Taoists?!"”
Hua Shijie wanted to say,"My second brother died too unjustly.”I thought that it wouldn't do. The mayor was looking for my shortcomings. If I said so, he asked me,"What injustice?" How can I say that? I have no evidence, so they have seized the opportunity to say something. Seeing Zhuge Chang winking at him, he thought that he might as well brush off his muddle-headed words and said,"I think Second Brother is dead and no one is talking to him anymore. It's so cold and quiet. Before the coffin is buried, let the monks and Taoists knock on it to make it lively. Mayor, what do you think?"
"Your second brother heard it. Are you happy now?”
"I think I heard it. It's lively and happy. My second brother must be the same. He was asleep when he was dead, and he was awake when he was alive. My second brother has been peacefully sleeping, but it's just that I'm suffering. I have to buy him a coffin, help him make tofu rice, think of ways to make him happy, and invite a monk..."
"Alright! What nonsense are you spouting! I'm asking you why you're holding a funeral? You have to tell me honestly!" Wang Fuxing said sternly.
Hua Shijie thought that this was a crucial question and couldn't admit it. He pretended to be surprised." A funeral?!"
Wang Fuxing was a little annoyed. If you don't behave yourself, I'll deal with you!"
Zhuge Chang was shocked and quickly gave Hua Shijie a look.
Hua Shijie did not panic at all. I didn't want to do this. I was forced to do it.”
Wang Fuxing thought that there was really someone pulling strings behind his back. He asked,"Who forced you? Speak boldly."
"Who is it? Dead and alive."
"Who is alive? Young people should dare to expose them."
"Sigh, who else? It's just my younger brother who doesn't know anything. Mayor, I'll tell you the truth, and I'm willing to let you criticize me. I think my second brother only knew how to earn money when he was alive, but he was not willing to spend money. I always say, Second Brother, you have to be more open-minded.”He would always smile and say,'Little brother, what are you spending? Isn't there food and clothing now?'She really couldn't do anything to him. Now that he's dead, it's not up to him. I don't think he needs to buy food and clothes anymore. Since he earned the money at home, he has to spend some of it. Besides, he had a good relationship with people when he was alive. Those close friends and relatives actually ran over by themselves. No one could stop them, and they all fought to attend the funeral. Crying and wailing. I think that on the streets, there are so many people who are so sad that it's ridiculous. Moreover, those who are dead will feel miserable when they hear it, and those who are alive will also feel sad when they hear it. She couldn't stop crying. Everyone had feelings! I was also in a difficult position. After thinking about it carefully, I decided to spend the money on this. So I hired a band. Da da di di feng, let's have a lively time. I also invited a music team. Mi li ma la chi dong bang, let's have a happy time. In this way, wouldn't the cries be suppressed? So that the people on both sides wouldn't be sad. Mayor, I'm spending money to buy joy for people and excitement for the streets. Why is this wrong again?" He lit up a cigarette.
Even the secretary, He Guoliang, who was sitting behind the mayor, laughed when he heard his words.
Zhuge Chang could no longer restrain himself. He quickly turned around and pretended to cough. He praised the Third Monkey in his heart for coming up with such nonsense.
Wang Fuxing couldn't laugh or get angry when he heard this nonsense, but he still said,""I'm asking why you invited so many monks and Daoists?”
Hua Shijie smiled and said,"Mayor, this is the custom here. I hate it too." If I die, I don't want those monks and Taoists to make a fuss, but my second brother is used to this kind of custom. If I don't invite monks and Taoists, he will die with his eyes wide open. He will lie in the coffin and blame me for coveting the money he has worked so hard to earn. I thought why should the living let the dead complain, so I invited monks and Taoists. Damn it, I wonder where those monks and Daoists have run off to. Why don't we-"
"Why else would you invite all the monks and Taoists in the world here?" Wang Fuxing retorted.”
Hua Shijie also knew what Wang Fuxing said in anger. He pretended not to understand and said,"Mayor, you understand me now. If I had this bit of ability, I would really do this. People only die once, so why not let him die a satisfying death?”
Wang Fuxing thought that Hua Shijie was just backward in his thinking and did not mean to promote feudal superstition. He would criticize and educate him now as a warning. He sternly educated Hua Shijie, saying that this was feudal superstition, seriously affecting social security, interfering with the construction of society, and that if you didn't change your old ideas, it would be very dangerous to continue developing. He deliberately made the problem sound so serious that it was almost a step away from counter-revolution.
Hua Shijie was no longer angry. He thought to himself," You're the one who's the biggest, but you just spent more money on the funeral. You probably won't punish me for anything, or you won't give me a long speech to reason with me." He lowered his head and smoked.
Wang Fuxing looked at Hua Shijie's honest appearance and asked,""Do you know your mistake?"
Seeing that Hua Shijie did not answer immediately, Zhuge Chang was afraid that he would come up with something stubborn again and make the mayor angry. He quickly said,"Little Light, you're a smart person. The mayor is really good at educating you. I think you must have admitted your mistake in your heart. Remember, you can't do whatever you want in the future. Hurry up and apologize to the mayor.”
Hua Shijie thought to himself, I'm not stupid. I want you to enlighten me. He stood up seriously and said,"Mayor, I'm simple-minded. I thought I was just spending more money for fun. Now that you've broken this point, I understand that we shouldn't have a funeral. If he corrected himself in the future, why would he spend money to buy a wrong hat to wear?”
Wang Fuxing was also a straightforward person. He was satisfied that Hua Shijie admitted his mistake. In order to educate others, he asked Hua Shijie to write a self-reflection.
Hua Shijie did not hesitate. He took out a fountain pen, asked for a piece of white paper, and wrote,"Self-criticism
My father died when I was just born, and my mother died when I was three years old. It was all thanks to my second brother's hard work to raise me up. The death of my brother was like the death of my father, so I was naturally sad. This funeral is my last revenge. If the government wants to deal with it, I'm willing to suffer and have no complaints.
Reviewer: Hua Shijie × Month × Day "
After he finished writing, he handed the letter of self-reflection to Wang Fuxing. He casually took a cigarette from Wang Fuxing's cigarette box on the table, lit it, and smoked.
Zhuge Chang was shocked. Who would write a self-reflection and smoke a leader's cigarette? Since ancient times, only officials ate the people. He looked at Hua Shijie with a grumbling expression.
Wang Fuxing saw it, but not only did he not care, he even felt that Hua Shijie was quite brave. He looked at Hua Shijie's reflection and was not satisfied, but he was also a little shocked. How was this a self-reflection? It was simply an explanation, but it was also reasonable. What impressed him was that this Hua Shijie was not like the average person who asked for leniency and was willing to suffer. He had guts! A man should have such boldness. He was a person who dared to take responsibility for his actions, so he naturally liked people with such a personality. He deliberately said angrily,"I want to shoot you!"
Zhuge Chang was so scared that he was dumbfounded. What? This was a capital offense! " Mayor Wang…" He quickly pleaded on his behalf." Mayor Wang…" Seeing that Wang Fuxing was ignoring him and was still so furious, he was so scared that he did not dare to continue.
Hua Shijie estimated that he did not have such a big crime. He wanted to ignore it, but because his second brother's death had a great impact on him, he had a stomach full of grievances, so he made up his mind and said,"Do whatever you want!"
Wang Fuxing loved hearing Hua Shijie's tough words and laughed. He placed the letter of self-reflection in the drawer of his office and said to Zhuge Chang,""Since he has admitted his mistake and it is his first offense, I will be lenient this time. In the future, if you commit the same crime again, you will be severely punished. You must strengthen the education of the street masses and no longer allow them to engage in feudal superstition.”
Zhuge Chang finally let go of the stone weighing on his heart. He quickly said,"We will definitely strengthen education when we go back so that this kind of thing won't happen again.”
"What's the relationship between Shen Huimin and your family?" Wang Fuxing asked Hua Shijie.”
Zhuge Chang was the first to speak." After Shen Huimin's father left with the New Fourth Army, his grandfather and grandmother fell ill. Doctor Hua treated them, and they didn't receive any medical fees. When the two old men died, it was his second brother who bought the coffins and buried them. He and his sister were left with a broken boat and a broken net. Their days were tough, but it was all thanks to Doctor Hua's help that they managed to survive. How could the siblings forget this favor and treat the Hua Family as family?”
Wang Fuxing finally understood and was also shocked. Since Hua Shiliang loved the revolutionary family members so much before the liberation, why did he kill the revolutionary officials after the liberation? He felt that there was a problem here. Of course, people would change. Zhang Haitao was right. Only when the investigation team's report came out could the truth be determined. Hence, he treated Hua Shijie better and asked,"How many years have you been studying?"
"I graduated from high school." Hua Shijie took a cigarette from Wang Fuxing's cigarette box that was still on the table.
"Whose cigarettes are these?" Wang Fuxing deliberately said with a straight face.”
Hua Shijie blinked and smiled." Aren't you and I the same? I want to be obedient and be a good person. Your mayor won't be calculative."”
Wang Fuxing laughed and said," You're still not honest. Director Zhuge Chang, you have to supervise him strictly in the future. You can't let him be lawless."”
Zhuge Chang could only smile and say to Hua Shijie,"Did you hear that? This is the mayor's order.”
Wang Fuxing asked Hua Shijie,"You just sit at home and rely on your second brother for a free meal."”
"I won't sit idle either. I'll help my second brother concoct medicine at home.”Hua Shijie took out his cigarette and handed it to Wang Fuxing, Zhuge Chang, and He Guoliang.
"Your brother is dead. Can you replace him?" Wang Fuxing asked.
"I don't know whether to laugh or cry when I see the patient, and the patient doesn't know whether to laugh or cry when he sees me. As long as my sister-in-law can take care of it, I'll help sister-in-law concoct the medicine. Mayor, is there anything else? If there's nothing else, it's time to let me go. My family is still waiting for me to cook tofu rice.”Hua Shijie did not wait for Huiyin and stood up first.
"It's okay. You can go."
"Mayor Wang, if you don't mind my backward thinking, come to my house for a drink.”
If it weren't for Hua Shiliang's medical case and Hua Shijie's funeral, Wang Fuxing would really have gone with them. It wasn't that he was slandering, but that he liked Hua Shijie a little. He said,"I'm not going. However, I still have to warn you. Go back and call those monks and Taoists away. If you continue to cause trouble, I'll really punish you! -- Director Zhuge, you heard it too. You have to supervise well. If he doesn't listen, report it immediately.”
Hua Shijie smiled and said to Zhuge Chang," Did you hear that, Director Zhuge? The mayor wants you to supervise me closely. If you can't, then it's your responsibility."”
"How is it my responsibility?" Zhuge Chang asked anxiously.!”He wanted to ask the mayor to send someone else, but the three monkeys couldn't do anything about it. However, he didn't dare to say it out loud. He just looked at the mayor pleadingly. He didn't look like he was crying or smiling.
Wang Fuxing could tell and said,"If you can't manage it, come to the town to report.”"I'm only afraid that you'll be honest, but I'm not afraid that you'll be dishonest." The more dishonest they are, the more I have ways to deal with them.”
Hua Shijie only felt that Mayor Wang's fierce face had a good heart. He really had something to do at home and did not have the time to grind his teeth and tease. As he walked, he said," Honest, honest, old fox."
Zhuge Chang heard this clearly and wanted to tell the mayor, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need. It was better to avoid trouble. It was difficult to be a street director. With the eloquence of these three monkeys, it was hard to say if they would not be able to call the wind and summon the rain in the future. In the future, it would be better to flatter him now. She followed behind Hua Shijie.
Wang Fuxing indeed did not hear it clearly. He thought that Hua Shijie had said " honest." He was very satisfied. She thought that this young man was a talent. He was surprisingly good and surprisingly bad. It would depend on his future education. He had to be careful. If his second brother did not intend to kill the revolutionary cadre, he could be a target for training. He picked up his box of cigarettes and wanted to smoke a cigarette. The box was already empty. He saw that there were many cigarette butts on the ground in front of the stool that Hua Shijie had sat on. He laughed.
He Guoliang saw a pack of Meili brand cigarettes on the table and thought it was empty. He picked it up and wanted to throw it into the wastepaper basket, but found that there were still fifteen cigarettes inside. He took one and handed it to Wang Fuxing, saying,"He's doing it on purpose."
Wang Fuxing smiled and said,"This kid is really smart!"-- Take it and suck it."
He Guoliang no longer declined. It would be a pity to lose it.
In the afternoon, Wang Fuxing went to the South Street Neighborhood Committee to listen to the report on public security work. On the way, he happened to meet Lu Chunhua, the head of the Yue opera troupe. "Are you busy with the performance these few days?" he asked.”
Lu Chunhua said,"I only have one performance in the evening these few days, so I'm not busy."”
Wang Fuxing was about to speak when Weng Zitang walked over and said,"Mayor Wang, can I tell you something?”As he spoke, he looked at Lu Chunhua.
Lu Chunhua saw through Weng Zitang's intentions and said to Wang Fuxing,"I'm leaving."
"Don't go. I still have things to do." Wang Fuxing said to Weng Zitang,"Tell me."”
Seeing that Wang Fuxing had made Lu Chunhua stay, Weng Zitang had no choice. He did not know the relationship between Lu Chunhua and Luo Yuzhen, so he said,"Town Mayor Wang, Hua Shiliang has an older brother, the crazy monk who lives in the old house behind the Yu Bu Temple. This was a fake lunatic. He would leave the house before dawn every day, knocking on a wooden fish and walking around the city with a bow every three steps. Sometimes he would recite Buddhist scriptures, and sometimes he would sing some indecent songs. They were clearly pretending to be crazy and engaging in superstitious activities. Since the people had opinions, the government should also take care of it. He should be locked up and not allowed to do anything reckless again.”
When Lu Chunhua heard him mention the Hua family, the fire in her heart burned. She ignored the mayor and asked,"You know that Hua Shixian is a fake lunatic?”
Weng Zitang rolled his eyes. Yes, the doctors in Hangzhou all said that he was really crazy. He couldn't prove that he was faking it. He only hated Hua Shiliang and wanted to take this opportunity to step on the sunken ship. He wanted to ask the government to execute the entire Hua family. He cursed in his heart,'Damn it, actors are whores. Do you have the right to blame me, a whore! One day, I'll smash your stinky * ss!”He said,"Go ask the whole town if he walks the streets and alleys every day before dawn, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures, regardless of rain or shine." A true lunatic wouldn't be like this every day. To put it lightly, this is also engaging in feudal superstitious activities."
"Aren't you being too serious?" Lu Chunhua retorted.”
Weng Zitang thought that you were just an actor, so what were you afraid of?"To put it bluntly, it's against the Great Party! It should be dealt with strictly!"
"He's a lunatic," Lu Chunhua said angrily. Everyone in the town knows that if you don't have the heart, you won't be able to put on this hat. The one who should be severely punished is you! One is false accusation, and the other is selling fake medicine!"
Weng Zitang was angered by Lu Chunhua's words. He cursed in his heart,'You b * tch, I'll f * ck your ancestors!'”"Mayor, look, she's trying to protect the bad guys and stop the good guys from exposing her!"”
Wang Fuxing had only been here for a few months, so he really hadn't noticed the crazy monk. He felt that it was necessary to investigate. Lu Chunhua often helped the town with some publicity work. She was straightforward and Wang Fuxing trusted her. Seeing that Lu Chunhua still wanted to say something, he stopped her with a smile. He asked Weng Zitang,"What nonsense does this crazy monk always say?"”
Weng Zitang couldn't say it either. He cursed in his heart,'Damn it, he only knows how to dig up the root.' One day, he didn't dare to curse anymore. He said,"Do I still dare to say it? Otherwise, people will say that I'm falsely accusing you. Mayor, you can investigate it yourself." With that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.
Wang Fuxing was also a little suspicious of Weng Zitang, because every time he asked for details, Weng Zitang would always push him away. Besides, Weng Zitang was a boss after all. He couldn't just look at the positive side of putting out the fire. He had to ponder over the fact that he was only talking about the Hua family today.
He asked Lu Chunhua,"Is he really selling fake medicine?"”
Lu Chunhua had heard it from her lover, Song Jingzhong. She believed that Song Jingzhong would never talk about others, but she did not want to get involved, so she said,"I only heard about it."
Wang Fuxing stopped asking. Then, he asked about Mad Monk.
Lu Chunhua told him how Hua Shixian had gone crazy.
Although Wang Fuxing sympathized with Mad Monk's plight, he was still somewhat suspicious of him chanting scriptures along the streets every day. They felt that they should investigate seriously. At the same time, he felt that there was a need to strengthen publicity and education. He said to Lu Chunhua," I want to ask your troupe to help me for a few days. Every morning, we'll go to a few streets to perform and promote a song. The main content is to oppose feudal superstitions.”
Lu Chunhua was very straightforward. Give me the singing information. We'll start tomorrow."
"I don't know how to write," Wang Fuxing said with a smile. I only came up with this question. The cultural center might have information on this. Please go and find it. If there isn't any over there, I'll have to trouble you guys to write it.”
Lu Chunhua had done a lot of street singing publicity and had some experience. She knew that the singing materials did not have to be very artistic. They only needed to be easy to understand. As long as the veteran actors in the troupe told them the content, they could casually make up the song. He didn't think much and agreed.
When Wang Fuxing returned to the town government, the clerk, He Guoliang, told him that the county called and asked him to go to a meeting at night. He quickly went to the cafeteria to get some food. The people in the canteen said that his daughter, Wang Meifang, had already taken it. He rushed upstairs. He saw that his daughter was still doing her homework. She said with heartache,"Meifang, Dad was late again and let you starve. In the future, you can eat first."”
"I'm not hungry either." Wang Meifang was actually hungry. She just didn't want to act coquettishly to her father and was afraid that her father would feel uncomfortable, so she said this. She tidied up her textbooks and workbooks, poured wine into the glass that she had already prepared for her father, and went to pick up the old rattan chair. She said,"Dad, you're tired too. Sit on this rattan chair.”
Wang Fuxing stroked his daughter's head lovingly before sitting down. He took a sip of wine and said," I'm not tired. I'm working for the revolution. It's fun to be busy.”He drank the kaoliang wine and looked at his beautiful and quiet daughter. He felt at ease and was no longer tired. This was the proudest moment of his day. He had a daughter and a son. They had been living with his wife in the countryside in Shandong Province. He loved his daughter more than his son. He had only brought his daughter over at the beginning of the year to attend junior high school. He realized that his lack of education had brought a lot of difficulties to his work, and sometimes he was even depressed. For this reason, he was determined to do everything he could to train his daughter to go to university and become a learned revolutionary cadre in the future. Therefore, his policy for his daughter was to be generous and loving in life and strict in her studies. Although he didn't understand his daughter's homework, he would supervise her based on the marks in her homework book and whether she was diligent in her homework.
He quickly finished a glass of wine and took the rice that his daughter served him. He ate while taking care of his daughter. He would go to bed after finishing his homework. He did not have to wait. He had to go to a meeting and would definitely be back very late.
Wang Meifang was timid and was afraid of sleeping alone in the room at night. The house of the town government originally belonged to the landlord. It had two halls and a large garden in the middle. Only the secretary and them stayed here at night. The secretary lived upstairs in the front hall. There were a lot of rats in the old house. At night, they would squeak here and there, sometimes under her father's bed, sometimes under her bed. It was really scary. When she heard that her father was going out for a meeting again tonight, she was unhappy but did not want to say it. Dad is busy with the revolution. She responded softly and almost cried.
Wang Fuxing could tell that his daughter was afraid of rats. His heart ached, but there was nothing he could do. He did not want to be absent from the meeting. He could not let his daughter affect his revolution. He could only say to his daughter,"Be bold. Even rats are afraid of being beaten." If you were bold, it would be afraid of you; if you were timid, it would bully you. It was like a class enemy. A good student of Leader Mao had to be fearless!”
Wang Meifang did not want her father to affect his work because of her. She was still afraid, so she could only say,"Dad, go!"
Wang Fuxing rushed to the meeting room of the county government. The meeting had just begun. The county head Zhou Peiwen waved at him and asked him to sit on the chair beside him. He was the most highly regarded mayor of the few towns in the county.
Wang Fuxing didn't take notes like the others. He just listened carefully. He had an amazing memory. No matter how many hours the speaker spoke, he could remember it methodically. The important parts could even be memorized without a single drop of water leaking out. It was not worse than the records.
County Head Zhou conveyed the spirit of the higher-ups to encourage the people to have more children. It would be glorious to have more children. Families with many children should be given care in their daily lives, and mothers with many children should be rated as "glorious mothers."
Wang Fuxing was very touched and immediately said that in the old society, having children was a burden. One more child, one more mouth, and one more share of food. Back then, he had a son and a daughter. He liked them, but he could not afford to raise them. He really wanted to give away his daughter who was not even one year old yet. She really couldn't bear to do so, so she had to eat a full meal and starve a meal before she grew up. The people's government encouraged everyone to have more children, which reflected the superiority of the new society. When he returned, he had to seriously carry it out. He had to personally do a good job of this work, so that the people who had turned over a new leaf could have a full family portrait of their descendants.
It was already past midnight when the meeting ended. Wang Fuxing had just walked out of the meeting room when Deputy County Head An called out to him.
Deputy County Head An told him that the county was considering dealing with the matter of Hua Shiliang deliberately killing Gong Laifa seriously. Today, the Hua family dared to hold a funeral for Hua Shiliang. The impact was extremely bad, and the town should give it a serious punishment. It must not be tolerated.
Wang Fuxing was not impressed by this deputy county head. He always felt that he was impetuous in his work and arrogant, so he only hummed and left. On the way, he wanted to hear from Deputy County Head An's tone that the county had already confirmed that Hua Shiliang did it on purpose. How could Zhang Haitao, the county police chief, not know? Because Zhang Haitao had walked out of the meeting room with him when the meeting ended. If he had known, he would have told him. He felt that it was a little strange. If the county really found out that Hua Shiliang did it on purpose, then could Hua Shixian and Hua Shijie's actions be related to Hua Shiliang's actions? The problem was complicated. He had to find Zhang Haitao tomorrow to hear his opinion. He could not let a bad person off, but he also did not want to blindly follow An Yuangeng.
Wang Fuxing did not immediately return to the town to rest. Instead, he went to the picket team on the straight street and the south street to ask about the night patrol. It was almost two o'clock when he returned to the town. Seeing that He Guoliang was still in the office, she walked in and said,"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"There's a fire alarm outside the east gate.”
"How's the situation?" Wang Fuxing asked with concern.”
"It's not very serious. It only burned a pig shed. The town's fire brigade arrived in time, and that medicine boss, Weng Zitang, was really good at putting out fires!”
Wang Fuxing had a better impression of Weng Zitang, so he remembered Weng Zitang's report during the day and felt that he had to take it seriously. If Weng Zitang was spouting nonsense and selling fake medicine was true, then what kind of person would Weng Zitang be? Cough, the people in the town were really more complicated than the people in the countryside. It was simply a polyhedron that could not be understood. Zhang Haitao was right. He had to be more meticulous when doing town work.
He Guoliang gave Wang Fuxing four bean paste dumplings, which were still warm. This was Meifang's favorite. She hurried upstairs and let her daughter eat two while they were hot. When he returned to the room, the kerosene lamp was still on. He walked closer to his daughter's bed and saw that she was crying. He thought that she was scared by the mouse and said,"Don't be afraid. Daddy chased the mouse away. Get up. Daddy will peel some rice dumplings for you to eat. They are made with pork fat and red bean paste.”He placed the peeled rice dumpling in the bowl. Seeing that his daughter was not as happy as usual, he asked anxiously,"Are you sick? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Wang Meifang shook her head and paused for a moment. Seeing her father's anxious look, she said,"Daddy, I miss mommy and brother.”
This was like a sharp needle stabbing into his heart. He felt pain and guilt. He sat silently in his chair, smoking desperately, one cigarette after another. The children loved their father and mother. They always thought that their parents were still as loving as before. In fact, there had been a rift in his relationship with his wife, Ah Ju, a few years ago. Ah Ju was a good wife and mother, and he was not a vicious husband. They had conflicts, but they never quarreled. They only put their own depression in their hearts. Their relationship as husband and wife was only maintained by the bond of their children. Could he tell his daughter the pain in his heart? No! He did not want to encourage his daughter to forget her mother who had brought her up painstakingly.
Wang Meifang saw her father lower his head and smoke continuously. She thought that he was also missing her mother and her brother like her. This was the pain that she caused her father to miss her. She felt a little regretful and quickly got out of bed. He went to the kitchen to get a plate of peanuts, a few pieces of orchid tofu, and a bottle of wine. He placed them on the table beside Wang Fuxing. He said,"Dad, have a drink to relieve your fatigue."”He filled the glass with wine again.
Wang Fuxing drank his wine. Seeing his daughter eat a dumpling, he stopped eating. After she sat down for a while, he advised her to go to bed. He continued to drink.
The night was quiet. It was so quiet that it was as if one could hear the rapid sound of flowing water from the Qingxi River. Wang Fuxing's heart was also surging like the Qingxi River. Thinking of his wife, who was more than ten years older than him, who was old and ugly, he felt pitiful and resentful. It was like a huge rock pressing down on his heart. He wanted to move it, but he could not. He was in pain because of this, and this pain had nowhere to complain. Every time this happened, he could only smoke and drink.
It was late at night, but he was still drinking, cup after cup. In a daze, it was as if a woman had floated in through the window. Gradually, it became clear. It was Song Liping, his secretary in the countryside. She was young, beautiful, gentle, and affectionate. She smiled at him, then cried at him. She drifted closer and further away.
She loved him, and he loved her, but there was an insurmountable river between them. She was depressed, and he was depressed.
He could only drink the wine gloomily
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