One day in early October 1971, a member of the party branch of our forging workshop suddenly came to the model room and went straight to my workbench. He asked me to go out with him. He wanted to talk to me about something important. I inexplicably followed him to a corner outside the workshop that was sheltered from the wind. I sat down on an old concrete beam.
"Little Stone, have you heard anyone talking about important leaders of the party and the country in the workshop recently?”
"No," I answered matter-of-factly,"never heard of it.”
" I'm talking to you on behalf of the workshop's party branch," he said in a more serious tone." If you find anyone discussing something that involves important leaders of our party and country, you must report it to the party branch immediately. Can you do it?"
My answer was simple: ”……
After the party branch member left me, I was still thinking about what he had said. Was something important about to happen? Was he going to start a political campaign again? Some time ago, he had often heard some people talk about the struggle between the two sides. This term is too far away from us commoners. It's too profound and unfathomable.
Someone once said this, and it left a deep impression in my heart. It was better to avoid trouble in the future. If you need to know, someone will tell you. If you don't need to know, it's best not to be curious. Anyway, I don't understand it, so I'm too lazy to ask.
To be honest, I vaguely heard people discussing quietly in the workshop dormitory these days. They were carefully discussing some important leaders of the country. However, what they said was very secretive. I heard it clearly at that time, but I really didn't understand. For example," always healthy "," followed the most closely "," the first to speak at the Lushan Conference "," the highest hand "," followed closely ", and so on. However, no one said who they were referring to, and I didn't understand. At that time, I only felt that I didn't understand. Even so, I could still feel it from my intuition: His analysis was quite reasonable, and it was more in line with the objective facts. Therefore, he did not follow the branch committee member's words and did not report it. Unknowingly, he had also joined their discussion.
At that time, more and more people were discussing this matter in the workshop, the factory, and the dormitories. His voice had also changed from being cautious to being more open. Of course, I also heard those people's witty remarks, which became louder and louder."Did you know that the person who is always healthy died in a plane crash near Windurhan in Mongolia?”Hearing these discussions, he was even more confused. Those people were doing well in Beijing, so what were they doing in Wenzhou?
I never thought that this matter would be true. They would never have thought that the protagonist of this incident would be directly related to the leaders of the party and the country, and they would never have believed that the successor personally selected by Leader Mao would have such a big problem. Under the political background and historical conditions at that time, no one had the courage to publicly discuss that person by name. However, when I thought about what happened around the National Day, I had a hunch that something big was about to happen or had already happened. It was just that it hadn't reached the bottom level yet.
The annual National Day parade was canceled. The news media did not reveal any reason for the annual National Day reception of the People's Republic of China. However, the person who was always healthy did not attend the National Day reception.
National Day, 1971. No one in Chengdu City could tell that it was a festival. Except for a few big state-owned factories and mines or some government agencies, which had a few red lanterns hanging at the door to indicate the festival, there was no festive atmosphere on the streets of the city. There was only a notice posted next to the entrance of the grocery store that said it was to celebrate National Day. Under the instructions of the superior, a few lines of black stones were added to the supply of the number ticket. It was written on the piece of paper. With XX supply half a catty of pork, with XX supply half a company of soap, etc. From this note, we might be able to tell: It was National Day.
During the three days of the National Day holiday, the casting workshop maintained a basic militia platoon of more than 30 people according to the special arrangements of the factory. They took turns to be on duty in the workshop.
In the streets and alleys of Chengdu City, militia joint defense patrols wearing red sleeves and carrying rifles could be seen everywhere. It was rare to see people wearing military uniforms on the streets. People wearing red armbands that read " picket " and " on duty " stood guard on the streets. It filled all the streets in the city. These people all had one thing in common. Their eyes were always on guard against everything around them, monitoring everything that might happen around them. Be prepared to deal with emergencies at any time.
We have already noticed it from all the signs. Something big must have happened in the central government. There were more and more rumors, and the center of discussion was directly related to the person who was known as the deputy commander at that time, but no one dared to say that it was him.
A few days later, the person in charge of the armed forces department of the factory suddenly came to the model room and went straight to our section chief, Master Yang, to ask him to temporarily transfer four young people from the section to the armed forces department to wait for orders. I'm one of the four.
The four young men in our model room accepted the arrangement of the section chief, Master Yang. Without another word, they arrived at the entrance of the factory's armed forces in less than three minutes. Together with the young men from the workshops, 20 to 30 militia members gathered at the entrance of the factory's armed department office. The Minister of Armed Forces came to the office door. Without saying anything, he waved his hand and brought us all to the armory.
We all stood at the entrance of the armory, each militia member holding a heavy semi-automatic rifle. After a short training, according to the orders of the factory, we all opened the bright bayonet on the semi-automatic rifle. From the door of the factory conference room to the office building of the factory, the militia with loaded guns stood guard at three steps and five steps.
My sentry post happened to be less than a meter away from the door of the conference room in the office building. At this time, the leader of the factory issued an order,"Anyone who comes to the meeting. You are only allowed to enter, not leave."
After a while, the relevant leaders of the factory department and various workshops came to the meeting. They saw that we were all fully armed and had full sentries inside and outside the office building.
They couldn't help but be curious and asked me carefully,""Little Rock. Why are you all dressed up like this?”
"Shi Tou, do you know what kind of meeting is this? What was going on upstairs, downstairs, and at the entrance of the factory? Why is it so lively?"
Facing these leaders who were usually quite familiar with each other. I could only tell them honestly,"I'm sorry, leaders. I really don't know anything. I only know that this meeting is very important. You are only allowed to enter, not leave."
Hearing my answer, they didn't ask me anything else. They waved at me and walked into the conference room together. The door of the conference room was closed from the inside not long after.
The meeting began. We are outside the door, so no one knows what is going on inside.
From the gap in the door of the conference room, only a few words were heard intermittently…" The Central Committee of the Soviet Union…firmly criticizing the anti-party group…"
At this moment, our friends who were not too far away from the conference room became anxious. They asked me in a low voice," Little Stone, did you hear anything?”
Looking at the anxious expressions of my friends, I could only point to the ceiling lamp on the ceiling of the corridor and then point to my own head based on what I had just heard. He lowered his voice and replied," Baldy is dead. He needs to be criticized.”
Everyone made a fist gesture and understood. Someone anxiously said," Spread the news. Baldy is dead. We have to criticize him."”
Then, this sentence, which only had seven pieces, was quickly transmitted along the sentry post. We all raised the semi-automatic rifles in our hands and whispered,"Hooray!" "Long live!""Woah!" Cheers rang out one after another as we went to the sentry posts and spread around the factory.
Three hours later, the meeting finally ended. Everyone came out of the conference room with a strange glow on their faces. They were all so excited that they were discussing something in a loud voice. Words like "**","baldy","anti-party group", etc. kept reaching our ears.
We have also been infected by them. Before the order to withdraw was issued, they hurriedly carried the semi-automatic rifles in their hands and sent them back to the office of the Ministry of Armed Forces. They handed the rifles to the staff of the Ministry of Armed Forces, then immediately turned around and ran to the workshop section. They were all anxious to report this shocking good news to everyone.
The next day at work, the entire factory held a staff meeting. At this meeting, Secretary Liu of the factory party committee conveyed the central documents to everyone in a complete and systematic manner. It has proven all our guesses in the past to be correct. After the Mao leader's plan to seize power was exposed, Cang Kuang, who was the successor of the Mao leader, fled and fell to his death near Wenduerhan in Mongolia. The political movement to criticize the anti-party groups began in China…
On an afternoon in September 1971, I remember that a few of our junior brothers and sisters in the model room had pulled a cart of wood from the Wuye Woodworking Factory at the mouth of the bull market back to the model room. They had just unloaded the wood from the truck and piled it in the wood yard of the model room. They were ready to go to the third floor and return to the dormitory to rest.
The few of us stood outside the door of the dormitory. When we occasionally turned around, we found a strange middle-aged man with a thin figure standing beside the iron door of the model room not far from us. He raised his hand and greeted us politely. None of us have seen this person before, so we really don't know him. Then what was this person doing? Who was he?
Please look at the next section," Deputy Commander Lin's Forest and Double Wood Forest's Forest."
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