Yaning sat on the brick bed in a daze. The afternoon sun lazily shone in through the window.
Recently, Yaning was a little confused. The school was suspended, the military headquarters was attacked, and various combat groups were constantly emerging. With fanatical and passionate emotions, they were not tired of carrying out the great cause. In the military compound where Yaning was located, the rebels tried to attack and confiscate the house. In order to protect the family members, the military chief sent troops to stand guard. The elderly and children in the courtyard were strictly forbidden to go out without permission.
Her father had already gone to work on the farm. What Yaning didn't understand was that at the beginning of the movement, her father was a military representative stationed in a place. Although her father only had a fourth-grade primary school education, he had studied hard in the military culture crash course and his cultural level had improved very quickly. As an active member of the military culture study, he was received by the party and state leaders in Beijing. At that time, Yaning was still young. She only remembered that on the day her father returned from Beijing, he excitedly shook hands with everyone in the family, saying that he had shaken hands with the country's leader. He didn't wash his hands for two days in a row because he wanted to share it with his family. However, as the movement developed, his father's history was brought up again. He had been arrested and had been released from prison with his fellow refugees. There were only two options for arrest. One was sacrifice, and the other was betrayal. There was no third option. Therefore, it was logical to judge that his father was a traitor. He was asked to explain the problem in the big and small meetings. His father firmly believed in his innocence and refused to explain. Those who really had problems thought that their attitude was good and implemented the policy early by explaining the problem. However, his father was thought to have a bad attitude and refused to explain the problem. He was sent to the farm to feed pigs. Poor father, he had been diagnosed with liver cancer.
Yaning couldn't understand. How could an old revolutionary like her father, who had been through many wars, who had " eaten chaff in the old society, carried guns in the War of Resistance Against Japan, and crossed the river to resist the United States and aid Korea ", be a traitor?
Yaning also couldn't understand how the usually gentle and refined old teachers in the school had colluded with foreign spies in an attempt to subvert our great socialistic country. Was it just because they had overseas connections?
Yaning was having a headache thinking about it. She looked out the window at the lazy afternoon sun and sighed softly. He casually picked up the Red Crag beside him and started reading.
There were many books in the house, but most of them were forbidden books, such as Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, Wild Fire and Spring Wind Fighting in the Ancient City, and The Scholars. These incomplete books made Yaning feel like she had found a treasure. She secretly read these books and let Yaning spend a fulfilling holiday.
Thinking of the quiet night, Yaning and Yaqi sat around her mother, listening to her mother read the articles in the literary magazine. Her mother's voice was very pleasant. When she talked about the cruel torture of the Tibetan slave owners, Yaning took the lead in shouting slogans, and Yaqi also raised her small fist and shouted slogans. Yaning couldn't help but smile. After the exercise began, her mother was busy until very late. Only her grandmother accompanied the siblings.
After reading for a while, Yaning opened the acupuncture box again and picked up a silver needle. She lifted her trouser leg according to the acupuncture points described in the book, found Zusanli, and inserted the needle into it. Yaning had rheumatism and was treated with a combination of Waiguan, Quchi, and Zusanli.
As the silver needle went deeper, Yaning felt an electric shock spread from her calf to the tip of her toes. She had achieved her goal. That was what the book said.
She gently removed the needle and let out a sigh of relief. After resting for a while, Yaning walked out of the room and saw Wen Xin sitting on a chair reading a book.
"Grandma, teach me how to use an abacus. I still have to learn calligraphy and embroidery. Teach me all your skills. Take advantage of the holidays."
" Alright, this kid is quite ambitious. Let's do it one by one. Let's take out the abacus first."
" Three down five to two "," Four down five to one "," First recite the mouth incantation, then practice the finger technique." Wen Xin demonstrated as she spoke.
The setting sun shone through the window and onto the grandfather and grandson. The charm of traditional culture made them temporarily forget the chaotic world of mortals.
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