The spring of 1980 was warm and cold, and the fine spring rain was falling.
In the village of Liu Daji under the Great Snow Mountain of the Yimeng Mountains in the Eastern Province, a young man was dying in a pile of wheat and grass in a dilapidated cowshed in the southwest corner.
A handicapped child who had been in this world for ten years was born with a natural stutter. He could only say three words a day. Because of this, he often became a laughing stock.
To the Hu family, which did not lack sons and daughters, this was a disaster.
The old family head had been a soldier and carried a gun. His three sons and one daughter were all strong laborers who earned work points. They were considered to be a relatively rich family in the village.
Ever since Wu 'er was born, he had been annoyed and determined that he was a jinx.
Hu Mazi had almost never looked at his fifth son. When he went out, he only told others that he had three sons and a daughter. He only said that he had three normal sons and a daughter.
Only when the production team counted the population and distributed something, such as sweet potatoes, beans, sesame seeds, vegetable plots, oil, and peanuts, would they be considered to have benefited.
In this chilly spring, Little Stutterer fell sick.
She was seriously ill, but the few men in the family ignored her and took no care of her. In just two episodes, she became weak and paralyzed.
He was on the verge of death.
She took a breath in and didn't take it out.
He did not know where his mother had gone. He had not seen her for many days.
Last night, the wind was strong, and the night was dark with a light rain. The head of the family, Hu Mazi, called out to the old field. The third son, Lu Zhou, and his two sons pushed out a wheelbarrow, a wheelbarrow unique to the Yimeng mountain area.
They had to imitate the ghosts and enter the village quietly.
Like throwing a broken sack, he pushed Little Stutterer Wu Er to the abandoned cowshed in the south corner of the village.
They couldn't let No. 5 die at home.
In a few days, his eldest son's daughter-in-law would come to propose marriage.
Ma Zi wanted to treat everyone. He wanted to invite the prominent figures in the family, the production team, and the village, as well as the relatives of his third aunt and sixth uncle.
They wanted the child to die in the cowshed. No one had any gossip. They could just find a free time and dig a hole to bury him. Since he could not enter the ancestral grave or the ancestral land, he would be buried like a sick pig or dog.
At this time, no one would know that in 2010, in another time and space, Deputy Chief Hu of Guangda County, Southern Water Province, vomited blood and died of anger.
What angered the deputy county head to death? There were many different versions.
However, there were two very important points. The informant revealed that Deputy Hu, who had been a deputy county magistrate for several years and had outstanding achievements in industrial management, was not a cadre, let alone a civil servant.
It turned out to be the deputy secretary and deputy mine manager of a large state-owned coal mine. He was a talent that Governor Jiang had discovered during his inspection.
He was transferred to the local area and became the deputy director of the industry in the last poor county in the province.
The backward mountainous districts were not in a good condition. He had once been the head of the propaganda department of a large state-owned enterprise, the captain of the emergency rescue team, and the deputy chief editor of a newspaper. He had shown the might of a state-owned enterprise, widely used his intelligence and his own network resources, and worked hard to achieve great results.
He had really saved the lives of 16 small and medium-sized enterprises in Guang County and developed the economy. It was said that half of the county's finances last year came from the 16 factories that had been revitalized.
Therefore, the new secretary of the municipal party committee had a discerning eye. After coordinating with a group company in the province, he wanted to transfer him to the neighboring county.
Hu, who had been born as a commoner for eight generations, was naturally happy. In the past few days, he had been entertaining guests, and his classmates and friends were all happy.
However, the weather was unpredictable.
According to the files transferred back from the state-owned enterprises by the relevant departments, he was not a cadre but a retired soldier in the 1980s.
However, he had made many meritorious deeds after his work. He had bravely charged forward in disaster relief and was the captain of the assault team in disaster relief. He was in charge of handling countless mine risks and later became a leader at all levels, deputy section chief, deputy section chief, deputy secretary, and deputy mine manager.
In 20 years, he had also become one of the leaders of the mine. This was often said in the enterprise to replace work with work. It was very common and normal. Many, many enterprises did this.
This cold joke about not being a cadre gave the different voices of the city's standing committee members who opposed this promotion an excuse. I heard that the Civil Servant Law was also brought up.
Thus, the deputy chief's county dream was broken.
What was even more serious was that at this time, he was exposed to be ugly. The secretary who had been with the deputy chief for many years had hooked up with the leader's old lover, Yan Hong, and secretly sold the three properties he had invested in. He received a total of more than 5 million yuan. He took advantage of your illness and went abroad to buy a foreign account to enjoy the beautiful life.
Everyone only knew about it after it was exposed a week later. For a moment, all kinds of discussions took the upper hand, and the new Party Secretary did not dare to insist.
These two stinks made Comrade Hu feel bad.
He vomited a pool of blood in the office building. He was not sent to the hospital in time. When he arrived at the hospital, he died and left the mortal world.
In another time and space, Changbei Province's Green City Construction Company also had an accident.
The Dongling Bridge under construction collapsed, crushing many people to death and affecting the Golden Week ceremony.
If the impact was not good, they would find a fault.
Chu was a contractor in charge of civil engineering, Cui Zhongbiao. He was a famous local engineer.
Brother Cui couldn't understand what was going on. The reason for the big crime of the bridge collapse was that his most trusted finance and construction team leader had been bribed and reported. Not only did he steal his property! She even held his head.
Two days and two nights of repeated interrogation, using some technical methods. He had collapsed, both physically and mentally.
He looked at the testimony of the finance and construction team leaders from outer space. There was evidence, evidence, and a book of sins that was taken out of context. Under the forceful interrogation, he confessed and signed the papers.
Seeing that Brother Cui had confessed, a middle-aged man who did not say a word in the interview was the only one who did not wear a uniform, but his status was obviously not lower than the interrogation team. He smiled and said," You hit it!" Give him a cigarette and water."
Then, he walked out with a sour face.
Brother Cui's eyes and face were swollen. He squinted his eyes and could clearly see a relaxed expression on his face.
This expression, this face, it was the feeling of relief after he had won the bid many times! He was the relaxed immortal who had to pee and poop.
A few of the interrogators also stood up. Some stretched their waists, some puffed, and some smoked. This was the rhythm of a ten-minute break for a meeting!
Brother Cui was still in a daze. The slightly plump lady in uniform, who was recording, held two bottles of mineral water in her hands. Intentionally or unintentionally, she took two steps to the left and walked in front of Brother Cui. She reached out and handed him a bottle of water.
She bent her waist slightly and blocked the camera. The moment Brother Cui reached out to take the water, she said in a language that only Brother Cui could hear, Admit it and you'll die. Make some requests, such as children and elders.
Brother Cui was stunned. His alarm clock, which was usually loud, stopped! A phrase actually popped up:
It was the legendary ant sound!
So that was the case.
After pleading guilty and resting for a few days, it was the best day of his life. The happiest thing was that he had nothing to do and someone to take care of his food and accommodation.
When the swelling on Brother Cui's face subsided, someone informed him to identify the crime scene.
There was a large group of people, including law enforcers, cameramen, onlookers, and the families of the victims. Amidst the crowd's curses, many people threw chicken eggs and rotten vegetables.
Of course, there were faces that he knew. There were workers under him, people that he had drunk wine with, people that he had given gifts to, and people that he had helped before. However, he could clearly see the excitement and fanaticism on their faces. Could it be that Lu Xun's description of eating a human's blood bun was like this? He remembered the story his middle school teacher told him. Unfortunately, his studies were too bad and he had even forgotten the name of the text.
Brother Cui smiled, suddenly feeling very excited and in a good mood. On the hundred-meter-high broken bridge, he pointed out the few big holes that he was responsible for digging, the direction of the hole, and how much money he was paid for digging. He even told them about the wine, cigarettes, and restaurants that the inspectors drank. He said everything he knew and was praised on the spot.
Yes! At this moment, he felt like he was a great general commanding the battle and guiding the country.
Only a great man would guide the country.
Then, when everyone was unprepared, he felt a little handsome and plunged into the pile of square stones under the bridge.
Brother Cui couldn't bear to see the ugly death. He died with his eyes wide open, and his soul flew away.
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