One day in March 1975, the leader of the People's North Road Primary School suddenly called my work unit and asked me to go to the school office immediately. He said that there was an urgent and important situation to discuss with me. I had no choice but to briefly report the situation to Master Yang, the section chief, and quickly rushed to the school on my bicycle.
I put my bicycle next to the school's mail room, greeted the master of the mail room, and hurriedly walked into the school's big office. The school leaders quickly led me into a small office suite in the big office. There was no need to say anything polite. They were very anxious and cut to the chase.
It turned out that a few students in the school had suddenly disappeared. Some of the students reported to the school teachers that my little brother, Shi Zhe, might know where they went, but they couldn't get anything out of my brother. He didn't say anything, so he called me back and asked me to do some mental work for my brother. When I got home, I saw him playing at home. I briefly told him what the teacher had told me and asked him if he knew where the students had gone. As expected, he also answered me like this.
He said,"This is a secret that they discussed in advance. They must not tell anyone.”
I had no choice but to repeatedly motivate him to work on how anxious the parents were when they couldn't find their children, but he still insisted on not saying anything. He only said that he was loyal to his friends and would never betray them at any time. I really have no other choice.
At night, the parents of the missing students came to our house one after another to ask my brother about the general direction of the students. It was probably because so many parents had asked him earnestly that my little brother really couldn't refuse. I just told him that those people left from the west gate. They originally planned to go to Xichang. My little brother calculated the direction to the west from the west gate on the map with a plastic triangle (used for students). I don't know how he calculated it. I think my little brother might have made a mistake in the proportion on the map. The result of the calculation was also laughable. The distance from Xichang to Chengdu was only 20 kilometers. 20 kilometers was equivalent to 40 li. According to the average walking speed of 8 li per hour, they could reach Xichang within 5 hours. There shouldn't be a problem.
Why did they have to go to Xichang? Because they were naughty during class, they were severely criticized by the teacher. The teacher even said that they had to do a home visit tonight after class. These students wanted to visit their teacher. Once the teacher left home, the students would definitely be beaten by their parents.
Because they were afraid of being beaten up, they prepared to leave.
One of them had a father who worked in Xichang. It was said that his father had a gun, so he decided to go to Xichang to fight as a guerrilla. They had to go up the mountain to be Red Army guerrillas and wait patiently for them to come back. We have no clue as to how they went, what their real destination was, or which route they took. These little guerilla kids were really too naughty.
Early the next morning, I found an old friend who was a soldier in the Chengdu Garrison of the People's Liberation Army. He was the company commander of the motorcycle company at that time. Without saying anything, he specially sent a motorcycle for me. A soldier of the People's Liberation Army drove the motorcycle.
On this day, I sat in the sidecar next to the motorcycle. Together with this soldier of the People's Liberation Army, we ran through all the police stations and streets in the eastern and western Urban area of Chengdu City. We ran for a whole day, but we didn't have any clues.
That night, the parents of the students came to our house to ask for information. We didn't get any new information about these children, nor could we provide any clues to the parents. I sent away the parents of these students with guilt. I kept talking big to comfort them, but I really didn't have any confidence in my heart.
A very difficult night finally passed. At around seven in the morning, I was about to open the door to go to work when the door rang.
Someone knocked on the door gently. I opened the door and found two unfamiliar boys in their teens standing at the door. Suddenly, I realized that they were two of the children we had been looking for these few days.
I immediately grabbed each of their arms with both hands and pulled them into the room, fearing that they would fly away again. After a short interrogation, the two children weakly said another piece of news: There were three more on the basketball court downstairs.
I quickly moved the bicycle downstairs and placed it at the entrance of the unit downstairs. I quickly brought the three boys back to our house from the basketball court and casually said to my father,"I'll leave these people to you. Help me keep an eye on them. I'll go to the school to find the teacher immediately."
After saying that, he immediately ran downstairs and rode his bicycle to the People's North Road Primary School. They found the school's person-in-charge and briefly exchanged information. They quickly sent people to the students 'homes to inform their parents, telling them,"The students have all been found. Ask them to pick up the children from school."
The person-in-charge of the school and I rushed to our home as fast as possible. My father had already gone to the canteen downstairs to buy some steamed buns and porridge for these children. These young guerrillas were really starving. 4 catties of steamed buns were not enough for the five of them. After dinner, the person-in-charge of the school and I took them to the school and handed them over to their parents...
After asking around, I roughly understood what these children had gone through in the past two days.
The five children were still in school the day before yesterday afternoon. When the bell rang for the first time, they were still sitting in the classroom. When the bell rang for the second time, these little guys ran out of the classroom together. After they slipped out of the school gate, they really set off for the West Gate Station. On the way, they passed the Wandang granary, White Horse Temple Street, and the Northwest Bridge. They arrived at the West Gate Station and continued to walk westward from the West Gate Station. On the way, they passed the camp gate and the tea shop. He walked west along the road until he reached the soil bridge. Indeed, they could not walk anymore, so they stood at the entrance of the Tuqiao Yard and looked around.
At this moment, they saw a motorbike parked by the street, so they climbed up without any explanation. After a while, the driver of the motorbike came back. He didn't ask where the people in the car were going and drove away without saying anything. However, the car didn't continue to drive west. Instead, it turned around and drove quickly into the city. It didn't stop until it reached the People's South Road Square in the city center.
The children had come for nothing. However, they were not willing to let this mission fail just like that. So, they ate a bowl of noodles at the Hui restaurant next to the People's South Road Square and continued their journey.
This time, they didn't go west but south instead. They had completely changed their original route of action. This way, no matter who it was, no one could contact them.
The children walked south along the People's South Road Square. When they approached the South Train Station, they did not enter the South Train Station. Instead, they subconsciously squatted in a village bamboo forest near the South Train Station for the night. After that, I specifically asked them why they hid in the bamboo forest near the South Train Station for the night. Their answer was that they were worried and afraid that someone would find them. At the same time, the more important reason was to save money.
That night, I and that soldier did go to the South Train Station. We really looked for them several times inside and outside the station. However, no one expected that these children would squat in the bamboo forest in the village and starve and spend the entire night there.
The next morning, the children rushed to the side of the road. There was a truck parked on the side of the road. They quietly got into the truck with a canopy covering the trunk. The driver didn't notice when he started the truck, so he drove southwest along the road.
When the truck had just entered a small market town in Shuangliu County, the driver probably wanted to get out of the car to buy something. When he closed the door, he habitually glanced at the back of the car. It was when he turned around that he saw a corner of the cover at the back of the car was lifted, revealing a row of five children's heads.
The driver was furious. He roared and drove the children off the truck. The children had no choice but to continue walking aimlessly along the road. It was already noon. They had just arrived at Shuangliu County.
These children had a meal at the edge of the county town. After the meal, they did the accounting. All the money (when they set off, all the money of the five of them added up to no more than two yuan and fifty cents. They had already persisted for two days outside) was cleaned out, but they still couldn't gather enough money for the meal. The waiter in the small restaurant became anxious and forcefully confiscated two of their school bags as food money before letting them go.
In the afternoon, they were hungry, cold, sleepy, and tired. They really couldn't hold on and didn't want to leave. They found a small hotel in the corner of a quiet street on the edge of the county town. They only registered one bed, and the five children squeezed into one bed to rest.
These abnormal actions immediately aroused the suspicion of the hotel staff. After a while, they invited the police in charge of maintaining the security of the area and brought them to the police station.
In the police station, the police quickly found out the basic situation of the five children through questioning. They immediately took them to the roadside and stopped a military vehicle. He asked the People's Liberation Army to help send the five children back to Chengdu.
This driver from the People's Liberation Army was probably a careless person. When the car drove into Chengdu and entered the city, the five children in the car were forgotten. The military vehicle drove straight into the Chengdu Military Command.
After parking the car at the Chengdu Military Command, a man who looked like an officer of the People's Liberation Army asked the driver with a serious face,""What's in the car?"
The driver replied,"Nothing. It's empty."”
The executor-like person immediately retorted,"What empty car? I'm asking where the children in the car came from.”
"I really forgot," the driver replied. There are a few children."
So he told them about how the police asked him to bring the children back to Chengdu when he passed by Shuangliu County. The officer said to the driver,""Since you haven't eaten, take these children to the canteen for dinner. After dinner, send them home.”
The driver waved at the children in the car and took them to the military canteen. Now, the children could finally eat their first decent meal in two days.
After dinner, the driver of the People's Liberation Army wanted to drive them home. They said at once,"Our house is not far from here. We can go home by ourselves.”
After leaving the Chengdu Military Region, these small guerrillas still did not give up and wanted to continue walking. However, he really couldn't move, so he came to the Tianchao Southwest Construction Engineering Design Institute on Jinhua Street at the end of Wanfu Bridge by the Funan River. He mixed in with the students who were returning home from school and walked through the gate. Taking advantage of the dark, he quietly slipped into the basement of the design institute building and spent a cold night in the basement.
The nights in March in Chengdu were cold, and the temperature in the basement was even colder. It wasn't easy for them to stay up until dawn. When it was seven o'clock, we probably had to leave for work. Only then did they come to our house. They wanted to find my little brother to get something to eat and planned to leave after eating. I didn't expect that they would all become my prisoners the moment I knocked on the door.
No matter what, the guerillas in the small school had finally returned to their base camp.
After May 1975. The whole factory launched a production battle. I was working in the workshop. After completing a set of models, I handed it to the section chief, Master Yang. After he checked it according to the routine, he was satisfied with the model I made and stamped it with the " qualified " seal.
Please look at the next section,"The Planner of the Materials Department."
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