Beijing suburbs coal mine, 57 dry school.
After getting out of the car, what greeted his eyes was a slogan written on the outer wall:
" Five, seven, signal light."
They finally arrived at their destination, but the dirt road in the village was muddy.
On the long muddy road from the long-distance passenger transport to the Beijing Suburb Coal Mine, He Gengsheng carefully pulled his feet out of the mud and held Ran Qiuye with his other hand.
After walking for a long time, the two of them finally arrived at a place called the Beijing Suburb Coal Mine.
The first thing that caught his eye was the hundreds of two-story houses and the factory compound that looked like a prison.
They were assigned two rows of houses, one south and one north. The south side was for people to live in, and the north side was for sundries.
The walls were made of bricks, just like the outer walls. They were not painted with white dust.
When He Gengsheng saw some "people" who liked cleanliness, he pasted newspapers on the wall.
Winter had yet to arrive, but there were already people going in and out to warm themselves up and make stoves. There was a chimney on the outer wall of each house.
Some of the houses that were not occupied had their chimneys removed, and they used newspapers to plug the holes.
Before he could enter the courtyard, the wall was filled with posters.
" On May 7th, 1966, a certain person published the famous 'May 7th Direction', proposing…criticizing…"
" On May 7th, 1968, in order to commemorate the second anniversary of the May 7th Decree, a large number of government officials and intelligentsia were delegated to work, and the school was named the May 7th Cadre School…"
Finally, there was the most eye-catching slogan on the gate:
"Get out of the mud and refine a red heart.”
Before he could reach the sentry post, Ran Qiuye, who had been here a few times, introduced him and told him,"
The management of the school was militarized. It just so happened that a general had been demoted to the 57-year-old school for four years. Now, he was the leader of the military management. The school was equipped with a reinforced platoon, responsible for security and supervision tasks.
However, it was the Revolutionary Committee that actually maintained the normal operation of the coal mine in the suburbs of Beijing.
Currently, the members of the school were divided into 10 companies, each with 10 people.
Some of them were university graduates in their twenties or thirties, while others were old revolutionary and old cadres in their sixties or seventies. Some came as a couple, while others came with their children.
After so many years, a college student in his twenties or thirties had become a forty-year-old.
Old comrades in their sixties or seventies were either dying or had long turned into white ashes.
The job of the members of the school was mainly labor production and ideology transformation.
He Gengsheng followed Ran Qiuye to the sentry post. At this moment, a few mighty Five-Seven Warriors walked out from the sentry post.
"Fellow villager, wait a moment. This is a military area.”
"We're here to visit our family, comrade.”Ran Qiuye hurriedly explained.
"Come here to register."
"Yes, write down the company, the name of the personnel, the visitor, and the day of the visit.”
" Comrade, please take a look. I…" Ran Qiuye handed the completed paper to the soldier.
"Yes, please cooperate with the inspection and show your identification.”The warrior walked through a series of procedures step by step.
After a body search, inspection, and verification…He Gengsheng finally walked through the iron gate with Ran Qiuyue.
I'm not asking you to wander around. How can there be such a good thing?
At this moment, it was just the time for lunch break. The two of them were led by a 57th soldier to the company that Ran Qiuye's parents were in.
Shadows could be seen everywhere, their heads drooping as they staggered past the three of them.
Some of them were limping.
Some of them were obviously not very comfortable with their legs, and they looked like they were leaning on the ground.
Some even trembled and coughed with every step they took.
Is it a teacher?
The professor should be well-dressed and dignified, right?
However, their clothes were ragged, and they did not wear clothes that were not tattered.
Was it a demon?
Cows and monsters should be baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, right?
Was he an old comrade who had just come back from the revolution?
But they were very docile.
A student?
They were all so old.
Everything was impossible, right?
They all appeared here…
……
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