To Li Yun Long's surprise, Ma Tian Sheng didn't seem to hold a grudge since the last time he had a big fight with him. Every day when they met, he would always greet him with a pleasant expression. He seemed to be very cultured, as if there had never been any unpleasantness between them. In comparison, Li Yunlong did a much worse job. He was a person who would not hide his inner thoughts. If he was unhappy, he would definitely show it. The old political commissar, Sun Taian, was a good person. He had a good temper and no ambition. He always followed Li Yunlong's wishes and protected Li Yunlong's prestige. Therefore, there had never been any quarrels between the two of them and they lived in peace. In a sense, Li Yunlong was spoiled by Sun Taian. Ma Tiansheng was different. He believed that he was a man of principles. He would never allow others to interfere in his own work. If there was anything that needed to be decided, he would never seek Li Yunlong's opinion. He would make his own decisions. When he met Li Yunlong for the first time, he had politely called Li Yunlong an old comrade and hoped to help him a lot. Li Yunlong was quite pleased to hear that. However, after a long time, Li Yunlong realized that Ma Tiansheng's words were just polite. He didn't need Li Yunlong's help at all. He just treated Li Yunlong as an ordinary cadre. He didn't seem distant or particularly respectful. He didn't even address him as " Commander Li " as he did at the beginning. Instead, he casually called him " Old Li." Li Yunlong was very dissatisfied with this impolite behavior. He kept muttering in his heart, Old Li? Is that what you call it? Damn it, a minor major is now on equal footing with me. Where the f * ck was he going to reason with this?
Ma Tiansheng was very busy all day long. His work was very tedious, such as organizing political ideologies, the company's " one help one, one pair of red " activities, focusing on training some grassroots companies to learn Mao's active members, and organizing troops to help farmers with spring planting and autumn harvesting, drought and flood resistance. According to the reports of the grassroots, Political Commissar Ma had indeed taken the lead in helping the people. Once, he was so tired that he fainted in the fields. He was very self-disciplined. He did not drink or smoke, and he did not have any personal hobbies. Except for important occasions, he usually wore an old military uniform with patches. He had not been transferred for long, but he had already visited almost all the grass-roots companies. In the eyes of the soldiers, he was like an amiable company instructor. He had a heart-to-heart talk with the soldiers, asked about their well-being, and personally brought the sick meal to the bed of the sick soldier. He was so touched that the soldier cried and shouted over and over again, Long live Leader Mao! There were also some soldiers who had difficult family lives who had received letters from their families, claiming that they had received money transfers, that their family difficulties had been resolved, and that they hoped to serve in peace. Those soldiers whose families had received help all thought that the sender was most likely Commissar Ma, who had come down to wait for them. Because only Political Commissar Ma had a heart-to-heart talk with them and asked about their family situation. Some soldiers who were on duty at night had seen the lights in Commissar Ma's room being lit late at night. Some busybodies had leaned against the windowsill to look around and saw Commissar Ma reading Chief Mao's work attentively.
Secretary Zheng once went to Ma Tiansheng's house to deliver some documents. When he came back, he told Li Yunlong that Political Commissar Ma's house was empty. Other than a few pieces of state-issued furniture, there was almost nothing. Even the bedding on the bed was patched. However, he had a lot of books. Zheng Bo glanced at them and only remembered a few. There were 'Natural Diagrams,''History of the 1871 Commune,''Imperialism is the Highest Stage of Capitalism',' State and Revolution', and there seemed to be works by Hegel and Spinoza. He didn't see the title clearly. Zheng Bo commented," I can tell that Commissar Ma is a theoretical cadre with a very high level of education. I can tell from the collection of books. I've been to the old Commissar Sun Taian's house before, but Commissar Sun doesn't have a collection of books. Other than the 'four volumes,' he only has Ai Siqi's "”Li Yunlong didn't like what he heard, so he said with a gloomy face,""Secretary Zheng, should I inform the Personnel Department to transfer you to work with Political Commissar Ma?”As soon as he said this, Zheng Bo shut his mouth and never mentioned Commissar Ma's book collection and theoretical level again.
On New Year's Eve, Ma Tiansheng made a political mobilization at the cadre meeting of the entire army and proposed to celebrate a "revolutionary Spring Festival". Li Yunlong interrupted," Comrades, you have to understand what Political Commissar Ma means. What does 'revolutionary Spring Festival' mean? It was hard work and plain living. They were not allowed to eat good food. If they had seven plates and eight bowls of fish and meat, could they still make a revolution?
Let me tell you, this is how revisionism comes about. You eat f * cking braised beef with potatoes all day long. How can you not cultivate? Therefore, this year's Spring Festival must highlight politics. We must think hard about sweet things, but don't even think about having big fish and meat. All divisions must take the company as a unit to have a meal of reminiscence. We must invite the old poor peasants and old workers to reminisce about their hardships and pour out their grievances. Zhao, there's one more thing. The political workers of all units must be strictly monitored. The old poor peasants and old workers are uneducated, and their brains are easily muddled as they talk. I heard that there was a problem with the last time the artillery regiment held a reminiscence meeting. After recalling for half a day, they actually recalled to the year 60. Was this reasonable? Fortunately, it was an uneducated old poor farmer. If it had come from the mouth of the educated Political Commissar Ma, wouldn't it have become a counter-revolution? Comrades, don't laugh. What's so funny about this? Is the needle tip big? If it was in politics, it would be even heavier than a f * cking millstone. Don't you guys not believe it? For example, maybe you're a good person, but you've offended people before. Some people hate you, so they keep thinking about you. However, you're blind and don't pay attention to your words. If you cause political trouble, who else will they pick on if not you? Who asked you to be blind? If you don't want to be a counter-revolutionary, then who? If it really comes to this, even I, as a commander, can't save you. You deserved it. Alright, that's all I have to say. What else does Political Commissar Ma have to say? " Ma Tiansheng, as the political commissar, was supposed to be the host of the meeting. Who knew that Li Yunlong would steal the host's place and talk nonsense, turning him into a bystander. Li Yunlong, on the other hand, became the host of the meeting. He even pretended to ask him if he had anything to say, but he had nothing to say. He thought,'You've said so much. What else can I say?' Didn't I tell you to say it?
Ma Tiansheng cleared his throat and said," The commander gave the instructions just now, and I agree with it with both hands. It's a good way to have a meal of reminiscence. Everyone should recognize the superiority of our socialistic system through this form. Today's happy life is hard to come by. I hope that everyone can turn reminiscence into motivation for work. In the new year, there will be a new atmosphere and carry out the cultural revolution in depth. Alright, I think that's it. Meeting dismissed!”Li Yunlong asked,"
"The officers from the command and political departments, stay behind. Everyone else, leave quickly.”Ma Tian Sheng sat still and stared coldly at Li Yun Long, wanting to see what he was going to do.
"Everyone, sit together. Don't sit so scattered. Deputy Director Lu, what are you two whispering about behind?
"Let's talk about it on the table. We haven't had any class enemies here for the time being, so we don't have to think about it all day long..." Li Yunlong said in a bad mood.
The officers all laughed. Lu Shan, the deputy director of the political department, blushed and defended himself,"" Commander, I was just asking about the cooking method of Remembering Misery Rice. I didn't think about it…" Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's get back to business.
Today's Misery Remembering Rice was placed together with the headquarters and the political department. After the meal, they would organize a study to learn the 'Three Chapters.' This was the revolutionary Spring Festival. No one could think of going home to eat fish and meat after getting a few mouthfuls of Misery Remembering Rice. This was cheating the organization. There was no way. Didn't everyone already have a couple? What are you laughing at? A pair of red, if not a pair, what was it? Don't think about it in a crooked way. When learning, we should treat each other as a unit. The advanced ones should help the backward ones and become famous together. We can't let the backward ones pull the advanced ones down into the water and become the same level. That's called 'a father and a son comparing dicks--the same bird.' " The officers burst into laughter. They were used to hearing their commander's vulgarities, so they all felt that it was very vivid and not boring at all. Only Ma Tiansheng and Lu Shan frowned slightly.”Since everyone has a pair, I'm no exception. I have to pair up too. Who should I find? "It seems that I can only look for Political Commissar Ma…" The audience burst into laughter again. This was because there was an unwritten tradition in this kind of pairing. Usually, the more advanced ones would take the initiative to pair up with the less advanced ones. The commander obviously thought that he was the more advanced one, while the political commissar was the less advanced one. In the eyes of these officers, the commander and the political commissar were really the same. Who was helping who?
Ma Tiansheng didn't expect that Li Yunlong would take the initiative to find him to be a pair. He knew that Li Yunlong had some opinions about him, and Ma Tiansheng was also like this. The contradiction between the two people was getting deeper and deeper, and the differences in work were getting bigger and bigger.
Ma Tian Sheng hadn't been transferred here for a long time, and his foundation was still shallow. He was still very willing to ease the conflict with Li Yun Long.
He stood up and said sincerely," I'm willing to be a pair with Commander Li. I hope to get his help and make progress together.”Seeing that Ma Tian Sheng had agreed, Li Yun Long decided,""Alright, this matter is settled. I'll arrange the bitter memory meal. Everyone, prepare the third chapter and study it all night. Does anyone have any objections?”"No!" Everyone said in unison. So what if he had an opinion? Who dared to say that they did not want to celebrate the "revolutionary Spring Festival"?
Li Yunlong went to the head chef of the military canteen and asked,""Do you know how to make Remembrance Rice?" "Commander, that thing is easy to make. Just get some bran, cut some cabbage, and steam it together.”"Why do you have to suffer when you eat such good food? In the old society, the poor would not starve to death if they could eat bran during the disaster years. No, think about it for me, do you have Guanyin soil?”"Aiyo, there's nowhere to look.”"By the way, where did you come from?”The story leader puffed out his chest and said," Farm laborers, 100% of the working class.”"Then what did your family eat during the disaster year?”"I heard from my father that he ate wild vegetables, elm tree bark, and even tree bark. Right, Commander, didn't you eat the grass roots when you were marching through the grasslands? You're an expert in eating grass. You can choose a few kinds of grass. I still have a pair of broken leather shoes. Just chop them up and cook them.”Li Yunlong pointed at the yard. Just eat it." The cooking squad leader stretched out his neck to take a look and gasped."Oh my god, those are hemp stalks used to make sacks. There are also sunflower stalks and horseradish grass. Commander, are you joking? Can that be eaten?”"Who said it can't be eaten? Didn't you ask me what I eat when I cross the grassland? Let me tell you, eat this. Let's do it this way. We'll get some hemp stalks, sunflower stalks, and horseradish and chop them up. Then, we'll get some rice husks and cook them with your pair of leather shoes.”Li Yunlong made the final decision. "But…Commander, is this okay? The rice husks can't be cooked at all. They'll definitely cause a sore throat. There's also the horseradish grass, which is bitter and astringent. It'll also become watery after eating it. There's also the gunny sack…No, it's the hemp stalk…Anyway, I'll have to rely on this to celebrate the New Year tonight. I'll definitely be scolded.”The cook squad leader said in fear.
"Why aren't you enlightened? Wasn't this reminiscing? Can eating a woman be bitter? Did your family only eat fish and meat in the old society?”"I heard from my father that when he worked for the landlord, he had enough steamed buns and meat, and sometimes he even had wine to drink.”"Nonsense! I think you're trying to glorify the landlord. Be careful, or I'll organize people to criticize you. Hurry up and do it.”The squad leader of the kitchen squad carried out his orders without hesitation. The "Remembering Misery Rice" he made was even worse than Li Yunlong had imagined.
On New Year's Eve, when the old poor farmer was crying and complaining on the stage, Li Yunlong dozed off and didn't hear anything. It was only when everyone sang the "Song of Remembrance" according to the usual procedure of the Society of Remembrance that they woke up.
The sky was full of stars, the moon was shining, the production team held a meeting to complain.
Li Yunlong was humming a song with his eyes half-closed. Suddenly, he smelled a strange smell that rushed straight to his nose. It turned out that the bitter memory rice had been served. He looked at it and was a little dumbfounded. He did not expect the recipe he had personally ordered to be so terrible. It should be admitted that the cooking team's knife skills were quite good. All the herbs were chopped into pieces, and their original appearance could not be seen. The leather shoes were cut into the size of radish shreds. The most frightening thing was the rice husks. These things still maintained their appearance before they were put into the pot. They stood in the bowl and looked very sharp. It was a bowl of yellow, green, and sticky stuff that emitted a pungent smell. Li Yunlong, who had learned how to survive in the wild and had eaten countless termites, snakes, earthworms, and so on, had his stomach churning.
Everyone might have the same feeling, because when the Misery Remembering Rice was served, the sad singing suddenly became chaotic, and even Ma Tiansheng stared at the bowl in front of him in a daze.
Li Yunlong had just tasted it when his throat got stuck. It took him a lot of effort to swallow it. He secretly complained in his heart and regretted that this prank had gone too far. But since things had come to this, there was no way out. He had to bite the bullet.
As if nothing had happened, he knocked on the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks and said,"Yes, it's alright. Everyone, experience it. The working people in the old society ate this thing. We're eating it today so that we don't forget our roots. Those who were immersed in the honey pot could not always think about their own happiness. They had to free all mankind and let the poor people of the world soak in the honey pot. Isn't that right? Political Commissar Ma, is my political mobilization okay?”"Commander is right. Don't underestimate the significance of this meal. This is politics, the most concrete measure to counter and prevent revisionism. Come, everyone eat!" Ma Tian Sheng picked up the bowl and took a bite.
Li Yunlong made up his mind and wolfed down the food in the bowl.
Since the commander and the political commissar had already eaten, the others naturally couldn't just stand there and do nothing. Everyone quickly swallowed the food in their bowls.
Li Yunlong scooped another bowl and said,""Political Commissar Ma, would you like another bowl?" Ma Tian Sheng replied calmly,"No problem, we are a pair of red."”Li Yunlong finished the second bowl of Momaga and patted his stomach, as if he had not had enough."I'm full." He did not panic at all because he had already prepared his 'secret weapon'. When he was learning about survival in the wild, the instructor from the Soviet Union taught him that once he accidentally ate poisonous plants, he should immediately drink charcoal ash water. This was an emetic that could immediately cause vomiting. Who knew that this trick would be used now?
When Li Yunlong returned to the meeting room after vomiting everything in his stomach, he found that Ma Tiansheng's face had turned gray, and his head was sweating profusely. He seemed to be a little restless.
"Political Commissar Ma, which chapter shall we learn first? I suggest that we start with 'Serve the People'.”Li Yunlong asked with a beaming face.
" Okay, I'll read it…" Ma Tian Sheng endured the discomfort and opened the book.
Li Yunlong was secretly surprised. This guy really had some perseverance.
That night, the Red Couple read the Old Three Chapters several times and even had a discussion. Li Yunlong claimed that he had shaken hands with Comrade Bai Qiusi, and several soldiers of his Independent Regiment were saved by Comrade Bai Qiusi. "You see,'I went to Yan' an last spring, then went to Mount Wutai to work. Unfortunately, I died in the line of duty. Mount Wutai is not too far from the territory of our Independent Regiment. All the seriously injured people are sent there. When I went to send the wounded, I met Comrade Bai Qiusi. He was tall, had a big nose, and his eyes seemed to be blue..." Ma Tiansheng did not talk much. His face was very bad and he was sweating a lot. Li Yunlong could hear the sounds of borygmus coming from Ma Tiansheng's abdomen through the wide conference table. Every ten minutes or so, Ma Tian Sheng would throw down his book, rudely interrupt Li Yun Long's speech, and dash into the toilet. The severe diarrhea caused Ma Tiansheng's face to turn from pale white to green. Li Yun Long didn't seem to notice this. He opened the book again and asked Ma Tian Sheng for his opinion,""Shouldn't we be learning 'The Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains' now?”
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