Scarlet Romance

Chapter 2
Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, and Zheng Tong stood idly on the street, trying to find a way to have fun.

Zhong Yuemin wore a yellow woolen military cap on his head. He was holding on to the handlebar of the bicycle, with one leg resting on the crossbeam of the bicycle and the other leg supporting the ground.His chiseled face had an air of arrogance befitting his age.

Yuan Jun stood aside. He was wearing a grass green army coat with breeches and was playing with a spring lock in his hand.Zheng Tong looked like a white-faced scholar, wearing glasses and a blue uniform with his hands in his trouser pockets.

There was just a snowfall a few days ago, and the ground had begun to melt. The originally white and clean road surface was messed up by wheels and footprints.They cooed recklessly, pointed, and watched two pretty girls coming out of a food store across the street.

Yuan Jun stabbed Zhong Yuemin with his hands, then turned to the opposite side of the street with a smirk and said, "Yuemin, this time it's up to you."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and shook his head: "Don't tell me to make mistakes."

Zheng Tong sarcastically said: "Isn't your color bold?"

His companions rushed forward, shouting and shoving him.Zhong Yuemin couldn't get off the stage under the booing of his companions. He propped up his bicycle, adjusted his hat, and walked across the street in a wobble.

Zhou Xiaobai came out with his good friend Luo Yun. They originally wanted to go shopping because staying at home was really boring.

Today Zhou Xiaobai was in a bad mood. In just half an hour, they were pestered by two groups of boys.These people are really boring. Even if you want to pursue a girl, you should be polite, just say "Hey, how about making friends" when you come up, isn't it just scolding?Zhou Xiaobai finally couldn't bear it anymore, and threw a box of ice cream he just bought on a guy's face. The guy didn't expect this little girl to be so angry, and he stood there. Zhou Xiaobai pulled Luo Yun and turned around and left the food store.

Unexpectedly, just after leaving the tiger's mouth, he entered the wolf's den again, and Zhong Yuemin was waiting outside.With a bright smile on his face, he opened his mouth and said, "Oh, isn't this my cousin? Why did I meet you here? I haven't seen you for two years. How are you, aunt and uncle?"

Both Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun were stunned, thinking to themselves, what is wrong with this man's illness, he just opened his mouth and called him cousin, so he really didn't treat himself as an outsider.

Zhou Xiaobai said angrily: "See clearly, who is your cousin?"

Zhong Yuemin did not change his face, but sincerely said: "Cousin, you don't know me? I am your cousin, please take a closer look. It's really a girl's eighteenth change. It's only been two years, and I can't even recognize it. "

Zhong Yuemin's sincerity really bluffed Zhou Xiaobai, this person really doesn't look like a bad person, maybe he has the wrong person.

Zhou Xiaobai's tone softened: "You have mistaken someone, I am not your cousin, and I don't have a cousin."

Zhong Yuemin was very stubborn: "Don't joke with your brother, you are my cousin Wang Xiaohong."

"Let me tell you again, my name is not Wang Xiaohong, you have mistaken me."

"Wrong person, right? You're really not Wang Xiaohong, so what's your name?"

"My name is Zhou Xiaobai, do you understand now?"

Well, that's what Zhong Yuemin was waiting for, and he got the girl's name out with just a few words. It seems that there is something going on today.Zhong Yuemin slapped his forehead: "Yo, it seems that I really misunderstood the person, I'm sorry, I'm so old and dim-sighted, I'm really sorry."

Zhou Xiaobai asked, "Do you have anything else to do? If nothing else, we'll be leaving."

"Student Zhou Xiaobai, do we know each other now? This is really fate. If I hadn't identified the wrong person, we would have missed each other today. Wouldn't we regret it forever? Where are you going now? I'll see you off."

Zhou Xiaobai's face suddenly darkened: "I understand, what did you admit to the wrong person, and after a long time of trouble, you still ran into a hooligan again, Luo Yun, let's go."

Zhong Yuemin stopped them with a playful smile: "Hey, how can you turn your face when you talk? Zhou Xiaobai, you really look like my cousin when you get angry. No, no matter if you are or not, I will recognize you as my sister today."

Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun didn't speak, they just avoided Zhong Yuemin in disgust and continued walking.

Zhong Yuemin was bored, he turned back to look at his companions, Yuan Jun and his group were leaning forward and back together with joy, coaxing frivolously.

Zhong Yuemin went around to the front of the girls and continued to pester them.

A group of young people passed by on bicycles. The leader was Zhang Haiyang. He was wearing a shearling cap and a green national defense uniform. He was 1.8 meters tall and had the same arrogance as Zhong Yuemin.His companions were all wearing military uniforms, but they looked very messy, as if there were military uniforms issued by the People's Liberation Army in different periods.This is obviously a child of the group army compound.Seeing that Zhong Yuemin was pestering the girl, they all stopped the car.

A young man recognized Zhou Xiaobai: "Hang Hai, isn't that Zhou Xiaobai from our compound, the daughter of Deputy Commander Zhou, the girl who lives in the General Building."

Zhang Haiyang threw the cigarette butt away: "Hey, where are these grandchildren from, who dare to take pictures of our yard? Go, go and have a look."

Everyone rushed forward and surrounded Zhong Yuemin.Zhang Haiyang grabbed Zhong Yuemin by the collar, and cursed: "Grandson, are you tired of your life, dare to take pictures of people in our yard?"

Zhong Yuemin did not show weakness, he sneered: "Hey, what's the matter with the frame? Are you looking for death?" After he finished speaking, the spring lock hidden in his sleeve had come out with a whistling sound, and the spring lock slammed onto Zhang Haiyang's head. The shearling hat on Zhang Haiyang's head was blown away.

Zhang Haiyang's accomplices took out their weapons one after another and rushed forward.

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, Yuan Jun and his group on the opposite side of the street immediately threw away the cigarettes in their hands, flashed their spring locks and rushed across the road, and the two sides fought fiercely on the street.

A young man picked up half a brick and threw it at Yuan Jun. Yuan Jun dodged quickly, and the shop window glass behind him was smashed to pieces with a "crash".

As soon as Zheng Tong fought with a tall young man, his glasses were blown away by the opponent. He felt that the scene in front of him became blurred, which made him feel very angry, so he was eager to take revenge. In his panic, he regarded a tree as a tree. The opponent slammed half of the brick on the tree.

An old man who was taking a walk was snatched by Zhang Haiyang with his crutches. The old man fell down. He sat on the ground and slapped his thighs with both hands and cursed. Break in two.

Zhong Yuemin's head was bleeding, he wiped it with his hand, and rushed on it in a rage.

Yuan Jun rushed into the store, picked up a chair and smashed the glass door where the fire hydrant was placed, took out the fire ax and rushed out the door.

Seeing Yuan Jun coming fiercely, Zhang Haiyang and his gang dodged one after another. Yuan Jun held up his fire ax and chased after him.

At this time, two policemen in dark blue police uniforms passed by on bicycles, and seeing this scene, they hurriedly got out of their cars to stop them.

When the two parties in the fight saw the police coming, they dispersed immediately.The two policemen yelled and chased after each other separately...

The song "Hawthorn Tree" came out of an old-fashioned record player made in Czechoslovakia. Zhong Yuemin was sitting on the sofa in the living room with gauze wrapped around his head. He was enjoying the song with half-closed eyes, as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and others pushed the door in panting. When they saw the gauze on Zhong Yuemin's head, they laughed gleefully.

Zheng Tong said: "Yuemin, let someone spend it?"

Zhong Yuemin rubbed his head and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, scratch the skin a little bit, don't you look at what material our buddy's head is made of, the walking stick is broken in two, this is authentic iron shirt kung fu .”

"You just blow it."

Yuan Jun laughed and said, "Why are you running so fast? My brothers are fighting bloody battles with others. When I look for you again, even my mother is gone. It's not righteous, it's really not righteous."

Zhong Yuemin didn't like to hear it anymore, he scolded back: "Fuck you, you didn't see that big policeman come straight to me after getting out of the car, why do you think he has such good eyes? He took me as the main criminal when he came up, and I What are you waiting for if you don't run?"

Yuan Jun said: "Of course you are the main culprit. Anyway, if the police catch us, the brothers will immediately expose you together, saying that you are the leader of our gangster and always instigating us to make mistakes. Pure, but the grandson of Zhong Yuemin taught us to play tricks, and we are deceived. Zheng Tong, please explain the party's policies to him."

Zheng Tong said solemnly: "The culprit must be dealt with, and the coercion will not be questioned. If you are deceived and innocent, you will be meritorious if you fight back."

Everyone echoed: "That's right, that's right, Zhong Yuemin's grandson should be killed."

Zhong Yuemin turned his head and saw that Zheng Tong's glasses had been cracked. Remembering that he didn't seem to be seen during the fight, he asked, "Zheng Tong, where were you during the fight just now? Why didn't I see you?"

Zheng Tong was a little embarrassed: "A big man slapped my glasses away, and I was angry at that time. I slapped it with a brick, and felt that it didn't feel right. After a long time, I slapped it on the tree. Hurry up and find the glasses Putting it on, I picked up a brick and pointed it at a person who was about to take a picture, I took a closer look, it was a fucking policeman, I was so scared that I threw the brick and ran away."

Zheng Tong's father, Zheng Tianyu, was a senior engineer in the Ministry and an intellectual who had stayed abroad, unlike the fathers of Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun and others, who had a background in war.Zheng Tianyu is a person who hates violence. Zheng Tong was influenced by this since he was a child, and he never dared to fight with others.These days, under the instigation of Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun and others, Zheng Tong has also learned to fight and copy bricks.But he is not born to fight, every time he finds that the other side has more people than his own, he will always lose his confidence and be the first to run away.Therefore, this became Zheng Tong's shortcoming, and Yuan Jun firmly pinched it, and he would always bring it up and laugh at Zheng Tong. Zheng Tong himself thought it was a shameful thing, and whoever brought it up would talk urgent.

But at this time Yuan Jun said with disdain again: "This grandson is just like his father, he is a stinking intellectual."

Zheng Tong lowered his face: "What's wrong with the intellectuals?"

Yuan Jun chuckled: "Sour, the sour smell all over my body."

Zheng Tong immediately retorted: "Where's your father? Dou Da can't read half a letter, and he was educated in the army, right? Brothers, let me tell you a story, do you listen?"

When everyone heard this, they became emotional and urged Zheng Tong to speak quickly.

"It is said that Director Yuan had just transferred from the army that year. After arriving at the government, he was catching up with the 'Siqing' work team to go to the countryside, so Director Yuan also served as the team leader. One day the work team helped farmers cut wheat, and Director Yuan suddenly felt that Urinating urgently, I found a secluded place for convenience, and after a while, Director Yuan came back with his hands on his crotch, guess what happened?"

Zhong Yuemin asked: "Is Director Yuan sitting on the scythe?"

Zheng Tong shook his head: "No, you guys are too unimaginative. It turned out that the insulation of a section of the wire connected to the water pump was broken. Director Yuan didn't pay attention, so he took out his 'second child' and peed on the wire, only listening to 'boom' With a sound, Director Yuan jumped up clutching his 'second child', feeling numb in his crotch, as if he had been cleaned..."

Everyone was laughing up and down.

Zhong Yuemin rolled from the sofa to the ground, so happy that he couldn't straighten up.He said out of breath: "If this happened before Yuan Jun was born, it would be troublesome. If Director Yuan's 'second child' is power-off, can there still be Yuan Jun?"

Yuan Jun became angry from embarrassment, he didn't dare to turn against Zhong Yuemin, but dared to provoke Zheng Tong, he picked up the ashtray on the table: "I spent you."

Zheng Tong stood up not to be outdone: "How dare you!"

Everyone hurriedly rushed forward and pulled the two apart.

Zhong Yuemin said seriously: "Boys, let's talk about something serious. I heard that the National Ballet of China's "Red Detachment of Women" is about to be performed. Tickets will be sold at the Tianqiao Theater on Saturday."

Everyone was invigorated when they heard it. There has been very little entertainment in the past two years. Since the "Cultural Revolution" began in 1966, let alone ballet, there have not even been a few movies, except for "Lenin in 1918", which is "Lenin In October", everyone has almost memorized the lines.

As soon as Zheng Tong heard it, he immediately forgot what happened just now: "Fuck, you can't miss this opportunity. Let's queue up on Friday night, and wait until Saturday morning to buy tickets. The cucumber dishes are cold."

Yuan Jun said eagerly, "Yuemin, it's exciting to watch this time. I guess on the day when tickets are sold at the Tianqiao Theater, all the stubborn people in the city will have to come. Let's go and bring more people."

Zhong Yuemin nodded: "I called Li Kuiyong, that kid is a good fighter."

Yuan Jun said, "It's that Li Kuiyong again, you don't feel like you're losing your place by asking him?"

Zhong Yuemin was a little displeased: "Yuan Jun, you are far behind when it comes to fighting. Li Kuiyong has practiced wrestling and lifting stone locks since he was a child. His shots are fast and dark. If you want to fight alone, no one here is his opponent."

Yuan Jun didn't take Zhong Yuemin's praise of Li Kuyong seriously, and muttered: "Shit, what's the use of being able to wrestle? Can he hold a kitchen knife? I'd like to see what he can do."

Zhong Yuemin lowered his face: "What's the matter, why don't you practice with me first?"

Yuan Jun just fell silent.

When Zhong Yuemin was transferred from Nanjing to work in Beijing with his father, because he joined the class halfway, some primary schools for the children of cadres had strict regulations and could not be placed. Zhong Yuemin had to be temporarily placed in an ordinary primary school.There Zhong Yuemin met Li Kuiyong, and they studied in the same class for half a semester, and they became friends.Li Kuiyong's father rides a tricycle. His family has many children and is poor.Li Kuiyong practiced wrestling and lifting stone locks since he was a child, and he fought desperately in school, and no one dared to provoke him.At that time, Zhong Yuemin was not as bold as he is now, and he admired Li Kuyong's wrestling kung fu.In the second semester of the fourth grade, Zhong Yuemin transferred to Yuying School, but he and Li Kuyong kept in touch.

The last snow hadn't melted yet, and the new snow began to fall sporadically. The wind was blowing very tightly, and the wind was blowing like dusk in broad daylight.Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, and Zheng Tong turned up their coat collars to cover their faces, and lowered their heads against the wind to visit their father who was under quarantine.

Before the visit, as usual, he had to receive a lecture from Wang Zhanying, director of the Revolutionary Committee.Wang Zhanying was a section chief before the "Cultural Revolution" and was the first cadre in the ministry to rebel.This person is fairly decent, but his views are too radical. He sincerely believes that the father of Zhong Yuemin and others has committed such a heinous crime that it is not too much to shoot them.As for Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, etc., they belonged to the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked. I am a capitalist roader, and my sons have naturally become hooligans.

Director Wang sat on the sofa in the office and admonished him earnestly: "You are all children who can be educated well. The party and the people have not abandoned you. I hope you can draw a line with your capitalist roaders and stand on the side of Chairman Mao. On the side of the revolutionary line, I urge your fathers to fully confess their anti-Party crimes. Let them understand that the Party and the people imposed segregated inspections on them to save them. Huh? Zhong Yuemin, why are you standing? One shoulder is tall, one The shoulders are low, the whole body is bent in three ways, and one leg is still dangling, who are you showing this sloppy look?"

Zhong Yuemin seemed very aggrieved: "Director Wang, you have wronged me. When I was born, I had one leg long and the other short. Because of this physical defect, Yuan Jun and the others always bullied me and gave me the nickname "" The ground is uneven'. You said who did I provoke? It is not my fault that I grow up like this, why do you always bully us disabled people..."

Yuan Jun said with a smirk on his face: "Director Wang, you must not believe this kid. I know Zhong Yuemin very well. The parts on his body can be long or short. Last time he took a bath in the bathhouse, he put two He crossed his legs, stretched his arms, and asked me, guess, what word is this? I said it’s still a guess? It’s 'big'. Guess what he said? He said in a daze that it was the word 'too', I said why is it 'too'? He said, didn't you see there is a dot there? I looked again, no, there is a dot between his legs, I didn't pay attention to it just now, so I It was regarded as 'big', but he suddenly became straight in such a short period of time, so it became 'too'. I said, if that thing counts, then I will too, and I stand at attention, and it becomes The word 'Bu'..."

Zheng Tong quickly interjected: "I can prove that Zhong Yuemin's legs are indeed not aligned. A classmate in our class even wrote him a poem. It was written like this, 'A golden rooster is independent when seen from a distance, but a horse lacks hooves when viewed up close. Running like the wind swinging lotus leaves, lying on the kang not even on one side."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said: "Zheng Tong, you just squeeze me in, I'll fuck you..."

Director Wang slapped the table: "Shut up, I don't think you're being wronged at all by saying you're hooligans. Why do you learn so badly at such a young age? There are quite a few 'educable children' in our compound. Why aren't they as bad as you?"

Zhong Yuemin said: "Director Wang, you said that we are 'children who can be educated well', can I understand that, my father is a capitalist roader, so I am a child who can be educated well?"

Director Wang scratched his head, not knowing what he meant by saying that, so he could only say, "It's okay to understand it that way. Chairman Mao said it this way. Don't call them 'children of gangsters', but 'children who can be educated well'."

As soon as Zhong Yuemin heard that the director had been tricked, he immediately got excited and said plausibly: "Then you are the director of the Revolutionary Committee, what should your child be called? Obviously it is different from ours, 'children who can be educated well' The antonym should be 'children who cannot be educated well', can it be understood in this way?"

Director Wang was furious, he slapped the table, and sternly shouted: "Zhong Yuemin, don't mess around, if you continue messing around, I will disqualify you from visiting today."

Director Wang really underestimated them. These boys are full of bad habits, and they cooperate with each other tacitly.Zhong Yuemin angered Director Wang, and Yuan Jun hurriedly interrupted to distract Director Wang: "Director, the 15 yuan we pay for living expenses every month is too little, can the party and the people give us more? Last month Before the 20th, I don’t have money to eat, and I’m all relying on the east and west. I also went to the restaurant to pick up leftovers from other people’s food. Look at my face, isn’t it green? This is hungry, and if it goes on like this, it will discredit our socialist motherland, don't you think?"

Zheng Tong also added emphatically: "Director, we are all the flowers of the motherland. If we are flowers, we must water them frequently, otherwise we will die of drought."

"That's right, we're not even flowers, we're just flower buds. If you don't water us, how can we bud? Don't forget, Chairman Mao said that the important task of burying the 'rebellion against Emperor Xiu' rests with us." This generation will complete it. We look forward to growing up one day sooner and fulfilling the important task entrusted to us by the motherland. Now it is good, the flowers have not yet bloomed, but they are dying of drought, and there is no successor for the revolutionary cause." Zhong Yuemin added.

Director Wang said impatiently: "After all, they are children of capitalist roaders, and they can talk about it. Let me tell you, this is a rule. During the inspection period, the quarantined inspectors and their families will be paid living expenses. The standard of 15 yuan is It is stipulated by the state, and no more points are allowed.”

Zhong Yuemin cursed in a dirty voice: "Fuck, I figured it out, starving us to death is also one of the strategic deployments of the 'Cultural Revolution'..."

Director Wang glared: "Zhong Yuemin, what did you say, do you dare to say it again? This is a typical counter-revolutionary speech..."

Zheng Tong hurriedly interrupted: "Director Wang, do you still care about the third child in your family? He always bullies me."

Director Wang is not a person with clear thinking, his attention is easily distracted, and this time he fell for Zheng Tong's trick again: "Really, why did our third child bully you?"

Zheng Tong said with an aggrieved face: "Last time at the gate of the courtyard, he stopped me and said he wanted to find a place to practice singles with me. I said, 'My third son, you are wrong. Chairman Mao taught us that we need Wendou , don’t fight. I won’t fight with you. If you and I have any problems, we can ask the organization to solve them. It’s wrong to fight. Third child, your father is also a 17th-level section chief, so he can be regarded as a revolutionary cadre. Right? As a child of a cadre, shouldn’t you set an example for us comrades with bad backgrounds?” Director Wang, tell me, there’s nothing wrong with my words, right? One mouth, so many little stars appeared in my two eyes, so golden, I felt dizzy..."

Director Wang's third son, Wang Yuejin, was a mentally handicapped child, but Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun couldn't hold each other when they saw people. Wang Laosan was often bullied by them, and now Zheng Tong actually beat him up.

Director Wang was a little puzzled: "My third child, can't he? He is an honest boy who is always bullied by others. Does he have the guts to bully others?"

Yuan Jun said: "You don't know that. I also pretended to be honest in front of my father, but when I went out, I was no longer me. The third child in your family is also like this."

Director Wang snorted: "Okay, I'll ask him when I go back. If it's true, I'll discipline him. If you lied to me, I won't forgive you."

Zheng Tong said: "Forget it, it's useless to ask, who has done bad things these days and still admits it? The last time Yuan Jun urinated on the stage of the auditorium, he asked the administrator to grab the 'second child'. The grandson insisted that he didn't pee."

Yuan Jun didn't like to hear it anymore: "Fuck you, you're the one who peed on the stage."

Director Wang yelled: "Shut up, what are you talking about? Look at all of you bastards, you are really upright and crooked. Now you can go in and visit, Zhong Yuemin, your father is in room 5, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, your father is in Room 8."

Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, and Zheng Tong walked into the long corridor, and they identified the room numbers.

Zhong Yuemin quietly asked Zheng Tong: "Wang Laosan really beat you?"

Zheng Tong curled his mouth: "Slapped me, and turned on him? I gave you a slap. Hey, No. 8, we went in."

Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun walked into Room 8, and Zhong Yuemin pushed open the door of Room 5 and walked in.

Zhong Yuemin's father, Zhong Shanyue, was a student of Changsha Normal School before he joined the Red Army.He is a loyal admirer and defender of Mr. Lu Xun. If someone has trouble with Lu Xun in the newspapers, Zhong Shanyue will immediately criticize him and start a debate with the other party.There was a guy named "Lu Ye" who often competed with Zhong Shanyue in the newspapers. When Zhong Shanyue said that Lu Xun's articles were good, Lu Ye would jump out and slander him wantonly, and the two would go back and forth to start a debate.At the beginning, both sides were gentlemen, and the content of the debate was limited to literary and artistic aspects. Later, it failed, and the words became more and more sharp, and finally developed to the point where they attacked each other personally and abused each other.Zhong Shanyue was young and energetic, and read a few more French novels, so he wrote a letter to Lu Ye according to the tradition of Western aristocrats, asking for a place to fight.Naturally not to be outdone, Lu Ye gladly accepted the challenge.The two parties each brought witnesses to meet in a small forest in the outskirts. Zhong Shanyue carried an iron rod in his sleeve. He found that the other party's weapon was very sinister. Duo", once the sheath is pulled off, it becomes a sharp sword.Zhong Shanyue knew it well, and in a duel, he never gave the opponent a chance to remove the scabbard.He went close to his body, using the short to control the long, and beat the opponent into a severe concussion with an iron rod.He knew that he had caused a catastrophe, and the police station couldn't spare him, so he just didn't do anything, fled Changsha overnight, and went to Xiangxi to vote for He Long.This is 1935.

When Zhong Shanyue arrived in the Liaoshen Campaign, he was already the youngest commander of the main divisions in the columns of the Northeast Field Army. When the troops were about to attack Jinzhou, he met Yao Ping, the propaganda officer of the East Field Headquarters.At that time, Yao Ping was in the prime of life and a college student. Half of the cadres at the division and regiment level in the East Field Columns were bachelors. Everyone knew that there was a beautiful female college student in the headquarters. If you don't talk, just take a look, that look is like a wolf staring at a sheep.

Zhong Shanyue was also moved when he heard about it. He rode to the headquarters with the guards, led the horses around, and scanned everywhere with his eyes like radar. Finally, he ran into Commissar Luo Ronghuan. Commissar Luo said, "Little Zhong, What are you looking for furtively?"

Zhong Shanyue opened his mouth and said, "I'll come and see Commissar Luo."

Commissar Luo smiled and said, "Why do you bachelors always say that when you see me? Do I have such a big face? Don't waste your time with me, go wherever you want."

Later, Zhong Shanyue found Yao Ping on the well platform. Yao Ping was washing clothes at that time. Zhong Shanyue led the horse and walked up to Yao Ping: "You are Yao Ping?"

The girl nodded.

Zhong Shanyue said again: "I am Zhong Shanyue, the commander of the Second Division of the Fifth Vertical Division. You have to look carefully."

Yao Ping really looked up at him carefully.

Zhong Shanyue had just turned 30 years old at the time. He was handsome and of medium build. He was wearing a yellow military uniform that had been washed white, and he had a valuable ivory handle revolver hanging on his belt.

Yao Ping was a little confused at the time, and she asked vaguely, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Zhong Shanyue said: "We have surrounded Jinzhou like an iron barrel. The general offensive is about to begin. If we liberate Jinzhou, I will come back and marry you. You wait for me." Swaggered away without looking back.

Yao Ping stood there in a daze for half an hour without recovering.

After Zhong Shanyue and Yao Ping got married, Zhong Shanyue asked Yao Ping: "There were so many people chasing you at that time, why did you only fall in love with me?"

Yao Ping asked back, "Didn't you tell me to wait for you?"

Yao Ping had a bad life. After giving birth to Zhong Yuemin in 1952, she had her uterus removed due to uterine fibroids. Therefore, Zhong Yuemin was destined not to have younger siblings.When Zhong Yuemin was 10 years old, Yao Ping died of liver cancer.

Zhong Shanyue never remarried since then, not because he didn't want to start a family again, but because he didn't have a suitable one, and he was too busy to take care of it.

Zhong Shanyue has a complicated personality. He was a romantic literary youth in his early years. He liked French romantic literature and new poems.Years later, he accidentally found his little poems in a tabloid in the 20s, and almost made his teeth sore.Most of his life in the army turned him from a scholar into a man with rough appearance and speech. No wonder Yao Ping fell in love with him at first sight.

The relationship between Zhong Shanyue and his son Zhong Yuemin is not very good. The father and son are too similar. The mysterious effect of genetics has made Zhong Yuemin uneasy since he was a child. Zhong Shanyue, like all fathers in the world, has long forgotten that he was mischievous when he was a child. Behavior is usually in the form of education that touches the flesh, and the relationship between father and son was once tense.However, since Zhong Shanyue was quarantined and inspected, the relationship between father and son has improved a lot. The right to visit his father was only won by Zhong Yuemin's fight with the members of the Revolutionary Committee.

Zhong Yuemin walked into the room where his father was imprisoned and saw Zhong Shanyue was writing his confession materials. He handed some changes of clothes, toothpaste, and soap to his father and said, "Dad, are you okay?"

Zhong Shanyue snorted: "Don't worry, I won't die for a while."

Zhong Yuemin said nonchalantly: "Dad, I feel wronged for you. You have been a revolution all your life, and the more you messed up, the worse you became. In the end, you got locked up by a section chief. If you knew this, you might as well have joined the Kuomintang. .”

Zhong Shanyue became angry, and he slapped the table: "Yuemin, you're talking nonsense again. What kind of place is this? Why don't you have someone to tell you? If you talk nonsense again, get out of here."

"Father, who will bring you clothes when I get lost? Why did you tear down the bridge before you crossed the river?" Zhong Yuemin was not afraid of his father's slap on the table.

My father eased his tone: "Yuemin, don't complain all the time, and don't have resistance. I have experienced many things in my life. I joined the Red Army at the age of 17 and fought hundreds of battles. I have earned money living to this day. I have experienced the current segregation review in 1942 during the Yan’an rectification movement. I believe that the party and the people will figure out my problem. We should trust the party.”

Zhong Yuemin said cynically: "Dad, I used poker to make a fortune for you yesterday. It said that you have committed villains in your life. Wherever you go, villains will follow you. You can't hide from them. Do you believe that?" It's better to trust yourself and your son. I think it's okay. Let's not play with them. Anyway, this is not a prison. If you want to leave, you can leave as soon as you want. The guards are just a decoration. I bring a few friends. We can clean them up. You go to the other place to hide with your old comrades who have not fallen for a while, and we can talk about it after this period of limelight."

Zhong Shanyue smiled bitterly: "You are talking in your sleep, where can I hide? If the problem is not resolved, even my old comrades dare not take me in, stop talking nonsense. Are you out of money? I still have 5 yuan here , you take it."

Zhong Yuemin asked in surprise: "Where did you get the money? You only pay 12 yuan for living expenses every month, which is 3 yuan less than me."

"I saved it, and it doesn't cost money here."

Zhong Yuemin suddenly discovered that the cigarettes his father was smoking had turned into a kind of economical cigarettes in extremely simple packaging. This kind of cigarettes was the cheapest at that time, and each pack only cost 9 cents.He remembered that his father used to smoke high-grade cigarettes, either Zhonghua or Peony.He had a sore nose and almost burst into tears: "Dad, I don't want this money. You save it to buy a few packs of good cigarettes. Economic cigarettes are too damaging to your body."

Seeing his son becoming sensible, Zhong Shanyue was very relieved: "Son, I even smoked tree leaves during the Long March. There are always ups and downs in a person's life. It's okay. Sometimes you can get over it just by gritting your teeth. The anti-mopping up campaign in 1941 , I led a company, surrounded by devils, and fought for three days and three nights. In the end, there were only seven or eight of the more than 100 people left. Each of us carried a grenade in our arms, and we just waited for the devils to rush up again. Huo, no one planned to survive at the time, but at the last moment, reinforcements came. Son, no matter what time it is, no matter how difficult it is, we must grit our teeth and persevere, not for anything else, just because we are men."

Zhong Yuemin snorted cynically: "Dad, there must be a limit to clenching your teeth, you can't just clench your teeth for decades..."

Tianqiao Theater is located at the east entrance of Beiwei Road, Xuanwu District, Beijing, adjacent to the famous Tianqiao.The houses in this area are dilapidated and low-rise. Before 1949, it was the busiest place in Beiping, and it was also a place of entertainment for the lower-class people in the capital. After 1949, this area gradually declined, and the artists of the rivers and lakes changed their careers, the old and the dead, and the famous "Eight Bridge Monsters" in those days, only Bao San'er who fell down and Liu Banxian who juggled.The Tianqiao died in the "Red August" in 1966. The rise of the Red Guards made Bao San'er, Liu Banxian and other Tianqiao elders packed up in fright, and the Tianqiao, which had been busy for a hundred years, finally became deserted.

Although the bustle of Tianqiao no longer exists, the composition of the residents living in this area has not changed. It is far away from the factory area, there are few industrial workers, and most of the residents are drivers and sellers.In the eyes of Zhong Yuemin and others, this is equivalent to an enemy-occupied area, and they would never come here if there is no large and mighty brigade.Beijing's military compounds are mostly concentrated in Haidian District, and government compound compounds are mostly concentrated in East and West City, Xuanwu District and Chongwen District are the most dilapidated.Taking Xuanwu District as an example, to the west of the bridge is Nanheng Street, and to the north of Nanheng Street is Caishikou and Dazhi Bridge.The Guangnei and Guangwai streets to the west of Caishikou are almost invariably civilian residential areas.

In the eyes of Zhong Yuemin and others, those teenagers wandering around the dilapidated streets and alleys of Tianqiao and Dazhi Bridge are all hooligans.These men are ill-bred, cruel, and glorify their ignorance.

In the eyes of the common people's children, the children of cadres are coaxed all the time, relying on the power of their parents to do things wrong, and the whole group of young masters lack the courage and skills to fight alone.They like to swarm up, it is best to fight one by one in a large group, and move the guy if they can't beat them with bare hands.They called all the children of cadres "veterans", which means old Red Guards, because the early Red Guards were almost all children of cadres.

If you stood on the streets of Beijing in 1968, you would have no trouble distinguishing these two types of teenagers from different backgrounds.The difference between them is the manner and temperament, and the tone of speech.The children who grew up in the alleys all speak pure Beijing dialect and like to have a baby accent, while the children who grew up in the compound speak standard Mandarin.

From the point of view of clothing, "veterans" like to wear military uniforms. The military uniforms issued by the People's Liberation Army in different periods are all fashionable clothing. Older children wear a yellow military uniform with herringbone cloth that has been washed white. The two small holes for the epaulettes look simple and stylish, without revealing mountains and dews.The younger children, who like to show off, dug out their father's woolen military uniform from the bottom of the box and put it on. When the army was awarded ranks in 1955, the uniforms distributed to officers above the colonel were very particular. There were woolen and breeches fabrics for winter suits, and tussah silk fabrics for summer suits.The military uniforms of the generals are even more particular. The same is the woolen military uniform, and the fabric of the general uniform is one grade higher than that of the school official uniform.They also issued otter hats and serge trench coats.As a result, military uniforms of various fabrics became fashionable items, and even the calfskin elastic-mouth high-waist leather boots distributed with military uniforms became top-notch items, commonly known as "general school boots".The children of cadres probably hoped to use this method to show the rank of their parents, but they did not expect that the children of civilians also recognized this fashion. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a military uniform, as long as you have the guts to rob, there is nothing you can’t get.Therefore, if you found a young man wearing an otter fur general cap on the streets of Beijing in 1968, you must not think that he was the son of a lieutenant general, maybe his father was a watchmaker.

Let’s put it this way, if you went out alone in a general’s military uniform one day in 1968, if you were not a martial arts master with unique skills, then the result would be obvious. The pants and vest are left. If you don't wear pants underneath, then you deserve to be unlucky and go home with bare buttocks.

It should be pointed out that whether it is the children in the compound or the children in the alleys, they are divided into two categories: one is law-abiding; the other is like making trouble on the street. ".Years later, a writer wrote a novella under this title, which was eventually made into a movie.Regrettably, in the film, several popular stars who played the rogue masters only showed the cynicism of the recalcitrant masters back then, but did not show the viciousness and arrogance of the recalcitrant masters when they fought.

In this way, Zhong Yuemin and his gang were well-deserved stubborn masters in 1968.

On the steps of the ticket office of the Tianqiao Theater, some bricks are stacked randomly. The bricks are lined up next to each other in a long and winding line. These bricks represent the positions occupied by people in the line.Crowds of young people are everywhere near the ticket office, with military satchels around their necks and their hands in their trouser pockets, sizing up every passerby wantonly.These young people all have a common feature. When they look at others, their eyes are full of provocation and disdain.

Seven or eight members of Zhong Yuemin's group were also standing by the side of the road. It was too cold, and some of them kept stomping their feet to keep warm, and steamed their hands.

A stout young man of medium build came over. He had a ferocious face, and he walked with his shoulders raised in a figure-of-eight gait, swaying every step.

When Zhong Yuemin saw him, he hurried up to greet him, took off his leather gloves and shook hands with him politely. He was Zhong Yuemin's elementary school classmate Li Kuiyong.

Zhong Yuemin turned his head and introduced Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and others to Li Kuyong.

Yuan Jun arrogantly wore leather gloves and shook hands with Li Kuiyong, Li Kuiyong frowned slightly, his gaze met Yuan Jun's provocative gaze.

"Your name is Li Kuiyong? I've heard Yuemin mention you, and my ears are getting callused." Yuan Jun said coldly.

Li Kuiyong asked blankly: "Oh, what did he say about me?"

"It is said that you have practiced wrestling and boxing since you were a child. How do you say that? Oh, 'Punch the heroes of the world, kick the heroes of the five ways', are you so good?"

"It's not so evil, but... I can still deal with three or five people like you."

Yuan Jun sneered, "Can you handle a kitchen knife?"

Li Kuiyong suddenly reached out and took off the woolen military cap on Yuan Jun's head, twisted it with his hands, and put it back on Yuan Jun's head: "Your general school's woolen hat is too old, and it is almost worn out. I will replace it with a new one later. , I still have a dozen in there."

Yuan Jun reached into his satchel furiously: "I chopped your shit up..."

Li Kuiyong pressed his hand: "Boy, are you tired of work? If you dare to move, I will kill you."

Zhong Yuemin stood aside and watched coldly: "Kui Yong, Yuan Jun, if the two of you don't like each other, make an appointment for a solo practice at another day, and whoever cripples the other will count as a skill, but today you are all trying to save face. Come on, it’s not interesting to do it in front of me, right?”

Li Kuiyong let go of his hand with a gloomy face: "Okay, today I will give Yuemin some face, boy, you remember, you owe me two front teeth."

Yuan Jun sneered unconvinced: "You also remember well, you owe me an arm, think about paying it back."

There was a sound of bicycle bells in the distance, and a group of young men in yellow woolen military coats came galloping on bicycles. They set up their bicycles as if no one else was there, walked up the steps of the ticket office with spring locks, and looked down at the delegates queuing up. Brick looked at each other contemptuously and smiled.

A young man took out a kitchen knife from his satchel, threw it at the front with a "dang", and shouted: "Everyone is watching, my knife ranks first, and anyone who refuses to accept it can talk to me about this knife."

Another young man kicked a few bricks away: "Where did you get so many broken bricks?"

This was obviously a blatant provocation. Zhong Yuemin and his group all stood up with a shout, and reached into their satchels in unison.Li Kuiyong stopped Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, you don't need to do anything, I'll settle these boys."

He walked slowly with his hands in the pockets of his short coat, and stood firmly in front of the group with his legs crossed.

The eyes of both sides are facing each other.Li Kuiyong said unhurriedly: "Listen, I am in a good mood today. This is your blessing. You should cherish this opportunity. Hurry up and stack those bricks as they are, and then tell my buddies. Sorry, it's over."

A young man showed a kitchen knife and said disdainfully: "Who's crotch is opened to reveal such a thing? You are not timid, do you know who I am?"

Li Kuiyong smiled: "Who are you?"

"Xiao Ming, the planning committee compound, have you heard of it?"

"I've never heard of it. Could it be that it also came out of the crotch?"

Several young people were furious, and they all drew out their weapons and rushed forward, shouting: "Chop it up!"

Li Kuiyong took a quick step forward, approached the young man like lightning, wrapped his arm around his neck, and at some point in the other hand, a sharp meat-cutting knife appeared, with the blade pressed against his carotid artery. The tip had cut through the skin, and blood flowed down the blade.

Several youths turned pale with fright, and their whole bodies froze... The legs of the youths who were being hugged went limp, and they slipped straight to the ground.He opened his mouth, unable to speak for a moment, and it took him a long time to utter a few words: "Big...Brother, I'm convinced, I... I'm convinced..."

Li Kuiyong let go and said contemptuously, "How dare you come here to win your share with this bear?

Several young people fled in a panic.

Zhong Yuemin gave Li Kuyong a thumbs up with a smile, and threw a pack of peony cigarettes to Li Kuyong.

Li Kuiyong put away the knife, took the cigarette, lit one, and looked around gloomyly, all the people watching the excitement turned their eyes away...

It was late at night, and the north wind howled and swept towards the crowd waiting at the ticket office. Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and others collected the wood piled up on the nearby construction site and lit a bonfire. , The flames jumped up to a height of more than 3 meters, almost burning the wires above.The person on duty at the construction site was an old man. The old man tremblingly tried to stop him, but was frightened back by Yuan Jun's stare.

This is an era of lawlessness, as a night watchman, he can only play the role of a scarecrow, a single hooligan can't deal with it, let alone this group of people tonight.The old man had a feeling that all the hooligan gangs in the city had come tonight, which he couldn't afford to provoke.

A group of soldiers wearing military overcoats came over to say hello to Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, excuse me, the cold is unbearable, let us also warm up."

Zhong Yuemin said with a smile: "You guys really know how to enjoy the ready-made, you have to pay some taxes, you can't enjoy the fire for nothing."

A young man wearing a sheepskin fur hat asked, "Yuemin, are you hungry? You all sit still and don't move. Let us go find something to eat."

Yuan Jun said, "Okay, let's get another bottle of wine."

"Brothers, let's take a look."

There was a very simple small restaurant on the opposite side of the street. The door of the restaurant was closed at this time, and an old night watchman was sitting by the stove, flipping the steamed buns baked on the stove.

He heard a knock on the door, and cautiously opened the door a crack. Before he could ask a question, people from outside rushed in, and the old man was knocked down.

A group of young men in military overcoats rushed in and spread out, rummaging around the room very skillfully.A basket of leftover steamed buns and steamed buns were taken away by these guys, and several boxes of Erguotou wine were also taken out of the restaurant...

The old man panicked and said: "What are you going to do? Put it down quickly..." He lost his voice, and a wicker basket containing rice had been placed on the old man's head, and the rice was scattered all over the floor.

Bonfires were lit everywhere on the construction site, and young people were baking buns and drinking around the fire.

No one could tell which gang had participated in the robbery just now, because they were all about the same age, attire, and demeanor.It can be seen that although they belong to several gangs, they must know each other.

Zhong Yuemin and Yuan Jun drank wine and kept nodding to the acquaintances who greeted them.

Li Kuiyong held a bottle of wine in his hand, and took a sip from the bottle from time to time. His gloomy eyes kept looking around, full of contempt and provocation.

Zheng Tong leaned closer to Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, did you see that? People from Haidian, Dongxicheng, and Chaoyang are all here. There will be excitement tomorrow morning. Do you mean that Li Yuanchao will come tomorrow?"

"Of course he has to come. Can he not come to show his face?"

"Then why didn't Li Yuanchao come to line up today?"

Yuan Jun interjected: "Based on Li Yuanchao's reputation, he can come and stand in line overnight? If you don't believe me, just watch, he will arrive only when tickets start selling tomorrow morning, and he will never stand in line."

Zhong Yuemin nodded: "Yes, he was the first to buy tickets, and no one dared to say anything."

Li Kuiyong snorted and said disdainfully, "Why is he?"

"Just because he is Li Yuanchao."

"Nonsense, I'd like to meet him, is he with three heads and six arms?"

"If you fight one-on-one, the three Li Yuanchao are not your opponents. But you can't have this kind of opportunity. He has a lot of outlaws under his command. If it's not his turn to do it himself, you will already be dealt with."

"Okay, if he comes tomorrow, just give me some pointers. I want to meet him."

Zhong Yuemin patted him on the shoulder and said: "Kui Yong, I invited you here today, count yourself as a favor for me, if you need my help with anything in the future, just say it, I will return your favor at any time, but You can't make trouble for me this time, if you want to challenge Li Yuanchao, it has nothing to do with me to find opportunities by yourself in the future."

Li Kuiyong nodded: "Okay, I'm going to listen to you this time. Yuemin, to be honest, I used to annoy you children in the compound the most, but you, Zhong Yuemin, are the only ones who don't care Man, we have only been classmates for one semester, right? But we became friends, I thought you, Zhong Yuemin, were a fearless master, but I just found out today, why do you have someone to be afraid of?"

Zhong Yuemin shook his head: "You are wrong, I'm not afraid of anyone, and you don't understand even if I tell you, you're not from our circle."

Li Kuiyong sneered.

The northwest wind was howling, and beside the bonfires, young people wrapped their coats tightly and stretched out their hands to warm the fire.I don't know who hummed the song first, and then many people joined in, forming a chaotic chorus:

Songs gently rippling on the evening water,

In the twilight the factory glows in the distance,
The train ran fast,
The lights of the car windows are brilliant

…………

Zhong Yuemin felt a bit bored after eating his stomach full, he stretched his waist and said, "I'm going to go for a walk around, who's going?"

Yuan Jun responded immediately: "I'll go."

Zheng Tong didn't want to go, but he was afraid that someone would pick a fight when Zhong Yuemin was away, and he couldn't handle it by himself, so he also said he would go.

Li Kuiyong said: "You go, I will guard here."

Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, and Zheng Tong wandered aimlessly along the empty Qianmen Street.

Yuan Jun said fiercely: "Yuemin, let me say hello to you first. I don't like that kid Li Kuiyong. I will let him go today because of your face. I will fuck him sooner or later." This is also unique to stubborn masters. In language, a knife is called "chaozi", and "inserting him" is equivalent to "stabbing him".

Zhong Yuemin replied indifferently: "That's your own business, don't tell me, but if you practice solo with Li Kuiyong, I'm afraid you won't be his opponent, this kid is playing tricks."

Yuan Jun snorted disdainfully: "Let's see..."

The three of them walked to the Dashilan business district. Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong stumbled and were too sleepy to keep their eyes open, but Zhong Yuemin's eyes were bright and he was not tired.

Yuan Jun said in a daze, "Yuemin, you can't do it buddy, I have to find a place to squat for a while."

Zheng Tong also muttered dissatisfiedly: "I can't bear it any longer, Yue Min, why are you following the wind like clockwork, without stopping at all?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said: "You two are really useless, can't you survive the whole night? No, you can't sleep, and you won't be sleepy after walking."

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong stumbled up the steps of a store, wrapped tightly in their overcoats and curled up in the door opening, seemingly not planning to move anymore.

Zhong Yuemin asked loudly: "Are you two really planning to leave?"

Yuan Jun couldn't speak clearly: "I won't go... I will definitely not go, even if you kill me, I won't go..."

Zheng Tong vaguely echoed: "Whoever leaves is the grandson..."

Zhong Yuemin looked around and found the glass window of this store, with a smirk on his face.

Zhong Yuemin said threateningly: "Okay, this is what you said, whoever leaves is the grandson."

He suddenly swung the spring lock in his hand and threw it at the glass display window. With a loud noise, the glass of the display window was smashed to pieces, and Zhong Yuemin turned his head and ran away.

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong who were awakened were stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, they rushed out of the door like lightning, and chased Zhong Yuemin...

From the empty street, Yuan Jun shouted angrily: "Zhong Yuemin, do you have a master? I'll fuck you..."

Morning finally came, and the people who had been waiting all night automatically formed a long queue, and many of them were looking at their watches.

At 8:[-], the window of the ticket office opened, and a conductor stretched his head out to look out, and found that there were so many people outside the window, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, and shrank his head back.The crowd became agitated, and everyone in the queue was sticking to the previous person, for fear that someone would get into the line.

At this time, the bicycle bells sounded in the distance, and many bells merged into a huge sound wave.A dense stream of bicycles appeared at the end of the street, groups of young people wearing cotton coats and woolen coats of various colors merged into a powerful crowd of yellow people, rushing towards the Tianqiao Theater.

Zhong Yuemin and the others immediately became excited: "Hey, it's quite spectacular. All the stubborn masters of Forty-Nine City are here. This time it's exciting to watch."

"Let's fight, just kill a few."

"It's time to start the show. It's more exciting than watching ballet."

Those young people who just arrived didn't seem to have the concept of queuing. After setting up their bicycles, they flocked to the ticket gate, and the line suddenly became chaotic.The people who lined up all night didn't buy into these arrogant latecomers. They stuck to each other, stubbornly keeping the line intact, trying to squeeze these latecomers out.People were pushing and shoving, crowding, and the team was like a writhing dragon. The noise and curses were intertwined and merged into a huge sound wave.Clashes eventually broke out in the crowd. Two groups of youths had a bloody fight, and the crowd was in chaos. ring.

Zhong Yuemin stood beside him, smoking a cigarette and watching coldly, when he suddenly found the famous Li Yuanchao in the crowd.

Li Yuanchao pinched the brake of the bicycle, supported himself with one leg, and leaned on the beam of the bicycle with the other leg, as if he was just passing by here, and had no intention of getting off the bicycle at all.Surrounded by a dozen or so young people with staring eyebrows, he seemed to be surrounded by stars.Li Yuanchao was tall and burly, with a handsome Chinese character face.He was wearing an ordinary blue uniform, which looked very unique among the yellow and green military uniforms.He is a leader among the "veterans", and the three words "Li Yuanchao" are his signature.

Li Yuanchao and Zhong Yuemin belong to the same school, and he is two grades higher than Zhong Yuemin. When the Red Guards organization was established in 1966, Zhong Yuemin had just finished the first year of junior high school, and Li Yuanchao had already finished the third year of junior high school.Originally, as Li Yuanchao, he couldn't afford to talk to the junior Zhong Yuemin, and Zhong Yuemin didn't want to flatter him. When they were working together in the Red Guard Haidian picket team, the two were just nodding acquaintances.The two of them really became acquainted when they stormed the compound of the Ministry of Public Security.

At the end of 1966, the old Red Guards gathered in the Beizhan Theater and set up the "Capital Red Guards Joint Action Committee" with great fanfare. Li Yuanchao was elected as one of the leaders at the meeting.

Many years later, when Zhong Yuemin talked about this past event with some of the parties, everyone thought it was ridiculous, because the establishment of the "linkage" was completely a joke. There was neither a strict organizational system nor a unified program of action. Because the children of cadres were angry with the Central "Cultural Revolution" group at that time.Because the Central "Cultural Revolution" team has targeted the veteran cadres in the party, that is, their parents, which directly violated their interests.They have always revolutionized other people's lives, why did the revolution come to their own home this time?Everyone quarreled and scolded at the meeting, and after the meeting, no one took it seriously, but the outsiders didn't understand the situation, and the "linkage" organization was spread like a legend. There are even rumors that the internal hierarchy of the "Linkage" organization is strict, and even the armbands are distributed according to the level of parents, which are made of fabrics such as woolen, satin, silk, and cloth.

Zhong Yuemin said: "I figured it out. Many famous epics came out in this way. They first appeared in the mouth of a guy who drank a couple of drinks too much. Some people told others after hearing it, and they told it according to their own imagination. It has been processed artistically, passed on from generation to generation, and thus it has become an epic.”

Zhong Yuemin remembered that after the inauguration meeting of the "Linkage", everyone heard that the Ministry of Public Security had arrested several of their buddies, so everyone coaxed and said that they would go to the Ministry of Public Security to ask for someone. If the ministry dares not to let people go, it will be smashed. Rebellion is justified.When he went to the Ministry of Public Security for the first time, Li Yuanchao rallied a group of 200 people. At first, everyone still negotiated with the cadres in charge of the Ministry of Public Security in a decent manner, but then they got a little annoyed. What's the point of talking to this small cadre?Simply rushing in and snatching people out would be enough, so the brothers started rushing into the gate, thus clashing with the guarding soldiers.At that time, the soldiers were ordered not to fight back when beaten, and not to fight back when scolded.They just joined hands to form a human wall to stop these fur kids from messing around.The teenagers rushed a few times, as if the waves hit the rocks, to no avail.Li Yuanchao, who is usually very thoughtful, has gone out of his way at this time, and the bad water in Zhong Yuemin's stomach begins to leak out.He led a group of teenagers in the first grade of junior high school to tickle the itchy spots of the soldiers. The soldiers had no anti-itch training. They were tickled and laughed, and a gap appeared in the human wall.Zhong Yuemin didn't lead people into the gap right away, but organized the teenagers to pull the soldiers out of the human wall one by one, so that a huge gap appeared in the human wall formed by the soldiers, and Li Yuanchao led the people into the Ministry of Public Security smoothly.

Of course, in hindsight, the six attacks on the Ministry of Public Security by the "linkage" that year were not necessarily planned and organized actions, and the elements of juveniles playing tricks played a big role.Zhong Yuemin admitted bluntly that he took part in the attack on the Ministry of Public Security back then when he was completely free. He had no political appeals, it was just a result of his restless nature.

As a direct result of this daring action, the "Linkage" was identified as a counter-revolutionary organization by the Central "Cultural Revolution" group, and was besieged by tens of thousands of rebel groups in Beijing, and the "Linkage" organization quickly collapsed.

However, Li Yuanchao noticed Zhong Yuemin's adaptability and organizational ability through this incident. From then on, he no longer underestimated Zhong Yuemin, and believed that this guy was a character, and the relationship between the two became closer.

Li Yuanchao looked around with a smile, and people in the crowd continued to greet him obsequiously, and he smiled and nodded.

He saw Zhong Yuemin, and the two looked at each other for a moment.Zhong Yuemin smiled, put up two fingers to touch the brim of the hat, and flung it out smartly, giving an American military salute.

Li Yuanchao returned the gift with a smile.

Zhong Yuemin said to Li Kuiyong, "Kuiyong, that person is Li Yuanchao, what do you think?"

Li Kuiyong stared at Li Yuanchao, and said indifferently: "I don't think so. What? He is the leader of you veterans? Is it some kind of 'linkage'?"

"We don't have a leader in this group. However, there are not many people who dare to provoke Li Yuanchao. He was one of the main organizers of the 'linkage' with the Liuchong Public Security Department."

At this time, Zhang Haiyang and his gang who had fought with Zhong Yuemin also appeared in front of the Tianqiao Theater.Zhong Yuemin became excited when he saw this group of people. He hung the military satchel around his neck, led Yuan Jun and others out of the crowd, and walked towards Zhang Haiyang.He asked with a smile on his face, "Dude, do you still know each other?"

Zhang Haiyang and the others were about to walk up the steps, when they saw Zhong Yuemin and the others surrounding him, they reacted immediately, he sneered and said, "I know you even after you've been skinned, what do you want?"

Zhong Yuemin showed a kitchen knife in his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, you do it."

Zhang Haiyang stretched out his hand to the back, and a companion handed over a 20-centimeter-long three-edged spatula. He took the knife in his hand and walked slowly towards Zhong Yuemin. A bloody fight was about to break out.

At this time, Li Yuanchao, who had been watching the development of the situation not far away, suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Zhong Yuemin, Zhang Haiyang, both stop." He separated from the crowd and walked into the circle, and both sides who were in the midst of sword fighting stopped.

Zhang Haiyang and Li Yuanchao are also acquaintances, he raised his head and greeted: "Oh, it's Yuanchao, hello, long time no see."

Zhong Yuemin said coldly: "Yianchao, don't worry about this matter, I'm going to kill this kid."

"Yuemin, Haiyang, can you all give me some face? In fact, everyone is not an outsider. Yuemin, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Haiyang, who lives in No. 2 courtyard, Bayi School. Haiyang, he It's Zhong Yuemin, from Yuying School. We're all from our own family. The flood has washed up on the Dragon King Temple. Let's not let outsiders see the joke." Li Yuanchao sincerely mediated for both parties.

"You are from Yuying School, do you know Luo Jianguo?" Zhang Haiyang asked.

"Of course I do, that's my buddy. Do you know Yang Xiaojing from Bayi School?" Zhong Yuemin also relieved his breath.

"He and I are classmates, and we have always had a good relationship."

Zhong Yuemin put the kitchen knife into his satchel: "We've been arguing for a long time, we are buddies, what are we still fighting? Forget it."

Zhang Haiyang put away the spatula and shouted to his subordinates: "Put this guy away, this is a misunderstanding."

Li Yuanchao patted the two of them on the shoulders: "That's right, you two brothers shook hands, and we will be friends from now on, so you have to take care of each other if you have anything to do."

This is the characteristic of group fights. Often when there are too many people, the fight will fail, because there are always people who know each other in the crowd. Once the two sides match up, the parties involved will have a higher level, and no one will lose their share. Now that the preservation In order to save face, they simply shook hands and made peace, and after a while, they might become acquaintances and buddies.Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang became friends with a handshake. They did not expect that this handshake would be a lifelong friend.

Although Li Yuanchao is a figure who commands the heroes, today's situation is a bit special, because all the stubborn masters of the city have come, who is not the master who is used to dominating the one-third of an acre of land?No matter how powerful Li Yuanchao is, it is impossible for him to cover the sky with one hand. He had just calmed down the conflict between Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang, and two groups of people fought in front of the ticket window.A few soldiers of the People's Liberation Army wearing armbands on duty in the Beijing Garrison broke through the crowd and rushed forward to stop the fight.

A soldier grabbed a young man who was beating someone, trying to drag him out of the crowd, but unexpectedly a brick flew and hit the soldier on the forehead, the soldier moaned, covered the wound with his hands, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.

The director of the Tianqiao Police Station led several police officers to arrive after hearing the news, but the perpetrator had long since disappeared.

This is a true story that happened at the end of 1968. At that time, the police were not equipped with intercom communication equipment. There was no other way but to call the police station for reinforcements.It is said that an hour later, a reinforcement company arrived here, and there was no one in front of the Tianqiao Theater except for a pile of broken bricks.

Li Yuanchao had already got the tickets from his subordinates, so he said hello to his acquaintances, then turned around and prepared to leave.But when he turned around, he froze suddenly, because a bright dagger was pressing against his abdomen, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

At Li Yuanchao's age, no one dared to treat him so presumptuously. Could it be that this person is impatient?He found a ferocious face staring at him closely, and a deep scar on the left cheek was trembling slightly, silently showing that its owner was ruthless.

After all, Li Yuanchao had seen the storm, he stared at that face without any panic.His partners were shocked, and they all showed their knives and approached.

Scarface let out a low growl: "Whoever dares to move, I'll stab him in the stomach." The four men behind him took a step forward at the same time, showing their axes.

Li Yuanchao's subordinates were all overwhelmed by the fierceness of Scarface's gang, and their movements froze.

Zhong Yuemin had just bought the ticket and left the ticket window, and was stunned seeing this scene.He slowly put his hand into the satchel, but was held down by Li Kuiyong: "Yuemin, don't move, you are not their opponent."

"You know them? Who is that man?"

"Little bastard, a famous outlaw in Xinjiekou, the master who dares to kill."

Zhong Yuemin was surprised: "It's him? I've heard of this person."

The little bastard sneered: "You are Li Yuanchao, right? I've heard about it for a long time, and my brothers also want to watch ballet. I've never seen it before. I heard that dancing girls don't wear clothes, right?"

Li Yuanchao said calmly: "Are you that 'little bastard'? I heard that you were going to meet me, but I didn't expect to meet me here. Cut the nonsense, what do you want to do?"

"As expected of the famous Li Yuanchao, who has a knife in his stomach and speaks so rudely. Me, I have nothing else to do. If it's not looking for a ticket, what am I doing here? Leave your ticket for me."

"What if I don't give it?"

"Then I'll cut open your stomach and stretch out the intestines one by one to dry."

Zhong Yuemin pushed Li Kuiyong away and walked out of the crowd, flashed his kitchen knife and shouted: "Little bastard, let go of Li Yuanchao, let's practice one-on-one if you feel like it."

The little bastard said in surprise: "Hey, where did this little bastard come from? It's kind of cool. Kid, have you heard of me?"

"Fuck you, I don't care who you are."

The little bastard lowered his face: "Little bastard, are you tired of working and dare to scold me?"

Zhang Haiyang also walked out of the crowd with a knife: "Little bastard, if you dare to touch Li Yuanchao, I will chop you into pieces today."

Li Yuanchao waved his hands at them: "Yuemin, Haiyang, I have accepted your favors, and I will settle this matter myself. Little bastard, I'm a loser today. I'll give you the ticket, and you can go."

Li Yuanchao's subordinates handed a few tickets to the little bastard, but the little bastard didn't intend to withdraw the knife. He raised his chin and signaled Li Yuanchao to open the way for him.

Li Kuiyong walked out of the crowd, smiled at the little bastard: "Brother, you've almost got your share, it's time to call it a day."

Seeing that it was Li Kuiyong, the little bastard pointed at Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang and said, "Kuiyong, are you here too? See if you see it? It's not that I don't want to leave, it's these two boys who won't let me go."

Li Kuiyong said to Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, give me some face, this is the end of today's affairs, and you can take care of the future things yourself?"

Zhong Yuemin nodded: "Okay, for your sake, I'll let him go today. Remember, our favor is equal, and we will not owe anyone else from now on."

Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang put away their knives, the crowd moved aside, and the little bastard, Li Kuiyong and others turned their heads to leave.

Li Yuanchao said softly, "Wait a minute, little bastard, if one day you fall into my hands, what will you look like, have you ever thought about it?"

The little bastard smiled: "My life is cheap, so I always want to change my life with rich people. I will not suffer if I change my life. Didn't you hear people say that barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes."

"Okay, you can go now."

"See you next time!"

The little bastard and Li Kuiyong walked away.

The popularity of Li Yuanchao's subordinates turned pale, and they all clamored: "Yianchao, we can't let them go..."

Li Yuanchao waved his hand to stop them, he looked at the little bastard's back, and didn't speak for a long time, his handsome face gradually filled with murderous intent...

(End of this chapter)