Does anyone have chapters 5 and 6 of "The Ordinary World" by Lu Yao?

Chapter 5

In 1975, due to the abnormality of the country's political life, many aspects of society were in a state of great turmoil and chaos. In April, Zhang Chunqiao published "On the Comprehensive Dictatorship over the Bourgeoisie" in the "Red Flag" magazine, a publication of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. After nearly ten years of the Cultural Revolution, it seems that the bourgeoisie and capitalism in China are becoming more and more numerous.

In rural areas, the strings of class struggle have become even tighter. All work at the county, commune, and team levels should be guided by revolutionary criticism. Some counties actually gathered four to five hundred retired cadres into a production team to criticize the "capitalist tendencies" of a brigade secretary.

At the commune level, an armed "militia squad" emerged. The job of this organization is to engage in class struggle. These "second-pole" young men gathered together in each village, under the leadership of armed commune cadres, confiscated farmers' pork, grain and everything that was prohibited for sale at the market. They expanded the rural areas by a few feet, and ordinary people who had committed some other "capitalist" taboos, as well as thieves, gamblers, and the so-called "village cover" and "tigresses" were all concentrated on the commune's farmland infrastructure construction site. , forcing these people to undergo "reeducation through labor". Those in "reeducation through labor" are not given any work points, they bring their own food rations and bedding, and they have to do the heaviest work every day: delivering soil on a frame truck. Usually four "good guys" pretend and one "bad guy" pushes; they have to run while bulldozing, leaving these "class enemies" without any room to rest. The most embarrassing thing for these people is that one of the four people who packed the soil for them was one of their own relatives. Not only torturing himself, but also torturing his relatives, not only physically but also mentally.

Wang Manyin was brought to the construction site this morning by the commune's militia team from Gugan Village. He visited the county town a few days ago and bought some rat poison from a Henan craftsman. When he returned, he resold more than a dozen packages at the Shige Festival market, earning five cents per package, and the total profit was less than one yuan. I don't know how the commune's militia team found out about this, and now they have dragged him here to suffer this foreign crime.

Manyin's ancestors once served as "Bagong". The ancestors had some reputation in this area. In his grandfather's life, he smoked cigarettes and wiped out the family fortune. His father later became a famous second-rate boy in the surrounding villages. In 1947, when the Kuomintang Hu Zongnan attacked this area, his mother gave birth to him in a cliff kiln to escape the war. His father died the next year. His mother worked hard to raise him until he was nineteen years old, and then died of illness in 1966. From then on, he became alone in this society. This year followed the start of the Cultural Revolution, and he was very happy that the world was in such chaos. The next year, Man Yin enthusiastically joined a fighting team in the county. After the first battle, he was captured by another faction. He simply joined the fighting team of the faction that captured him to fight against the faction he originally joined. Anyway, for him, it's all the same. As long as he has delicious food and a pack of cigarettes every day, that's all. After the second battle, Wang Manyin became frightened, threw away his gun and ran back to Jar Village. After returning home, he didn't want to farm anymore, so he had an idea and wandered outside to start a small business. He did all his business with fighting teams in various places - he knew the needs of these people and their whereabouts; therefore, he was also very talkative in those years... I don't know which day, he slept in his own cold light On the Tukang, it suddenly occurred to him that he wanted to marry a wife. I thought about all the unmarried women in the villages before and after me, and finally selected Lanhua, the eldest daughter of Sun Yuhou from Shuangshui Village. That woman is quite handsome! Besides, his body is strong and he will be able to chop wood, carry water, and plant private land in the future - these are hard jobs that he doesn't want to do and can't do.

He was bold enough to go shopping outside, and he didn’t need a matchmaker, so he made a fuss about finding a wife for himself.

Guan Guan Village was only a few miles away from Shuangshui Village, and he had nothing to do, so he kept running back and forth on March 1st and May 1st. At first, he would often sit on the side of the road at the head of Shuangshui Village at dusk, blocking the orchids coming back from the mountains, and have a flirtatious talk without saying a word. Poor Lanhua often wears patchy clothes because of her poor family.

She couldn't help but feel her heart beat when she saw this young man, who was freshly dressed and his face was clean and white, speaking so enthusiastically to her.

Man Yin fell in love with Orchid after seeing him. One evening, he hugged her in the back bay of Shuangshui Village and kissed her hard. After leaving many teeth marks on her plump face, the guy stuffed a set of new clothes bought from other places in his bag into Lanhua's hands.

Orchid sat on the ground and cried. She was both scared and grateful to the man in front of her. Alas, she usually works hard at home in the mountains all day long to support her family. She falls asleep as soon as she falls down at night, and she never thinks about such things. Now, this bold guy from Jar Village suddenly awakened the sleeping girl's feelings in her heart, just like a pile of dry wood being ignited by fire and burning! She said to Wang Manyin: "I don't dare to take these clothes home now. You take them back first and let the adults in the family talk about it..."

When Lanhua told her father that she wanted to marry When he gave it to Wang Manyin from the Jar Village, Sun Yuhou immediately became furious. He scolded her and firmly opposed her marrying this "wandering ghost".

But Lanhua, who had always been as docile as a lamb to her father, this time insisted on crying and talking back to her father, saying that she would die on Wang Manyin's door. Sun Yuhou was so anxious that he took off one of his shoes and wanted to hit her, but his son Shaoan, who was 17 years old at the time, stopped him. Sun Shaoan, who was already a mature farmer, started to take charge of the family at that time. He has gone to school for several years, and although he is still at this age, his understanding of things is undoubtedly more open-minded than his father's. He already knew how to respect a person's feelings, so he tried his best to persuade his father not to interfere with his sister's choice. Sun Yuhou couldn't resist his children, so he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and let out a long sigh, which was regarded as acknowledging the reality that he could no longer change.

After getting married, although Wang Manyin was not a good son-in-law in the eyes of everyone, Lanhua devoted herself to living with him and gave birth to two children, a boy and a girl. The man spent a year wandering around, but she didn't complain. She took her two children with her and worked on them all by herself in the fields at home. She is not afraid that the family will be poor. She has been used to poverty since she was a child. No matter what others think of her husband, this honest and kind-hearted farm girl always loves this man who is despised by the world in her heart - because in this world, there is only this man who was with her in her lackluster youth. , gave her the joy of love for the first time!

As for Wang Manyin, no matter when, he thinks he is like this. He is good and he is bad, what does it have to do with others? Sometimes he is really angry that others are meddling in his own business: This is what I am like, what do you want me to do? Let's just say that right now, he is undergoing "reeducation through labor" at this construction site. Except for the fact that he is too tired to hold on, he doesn't care about anything else. While pushing the cart, he opened the lapel of his old uniform and cotton-padded jacket, revealing a faded peach red sweater that was soaked in sweat. The hem of the sweater was tucked into the waistband of his trousers like a city man. A face that had not been exposed to any weather or sun was covered with sweat. He had to take off a dirty tattered felt hat from time to time and wipe his face; after wiping, he put it back on his head. Sometimes he would avoid the militia squad carrying guns, but he would turn his head and grin at his father-in-law who was pretending to be a fool. hey-hey! What are you afraid of? He has seen so much of the world! Apart from stealing, what has he never done? I have carried a gun, gambled, traveled across states and counties to do business, and got into other people's wives' beds twice, and I still owe everyone a lot of money - I don't dare to live at home every year during the New Year, I have to run outside. To hide from debt. He is already like this, and now he still cares about this? Their village is called Jar Village, and he is the Broken Jar of Jar Village! Damn it, it’s a broken jar, it’s always broken anyway!

However, having said that, Bank of Montreal is still a little worried about the "dictatorship of the proletariat." His body, which had never endured any hardship, already felt pain all over his body as if it had been whipped by a whip even after a day of rest. He didn't know how many more days he would have to suffer for this "foreign crime". He cursed the Henan craftsman in his heart. A few packets of rat poison caused him to suffer so much now. He thought, damn, it’s better to be sent to the prison! Although there is no room for promiscuous people in the class room, they just sit around and don't have to work.

Of course, I heard that it means not giving him more food throughout the day - he doesn't eat much anyway, so as long as he stays idle, it's okay to eat less!

Wang Manyin really couldn’t run anymore. He glanced at the other dozen "prisoners" and saw that they were too tired to hold on. Among them was a woman, about forty years old, whose legs had begun to limp. I heard that this woman is the "tigress" from Niujiagou. She planted a Zanthoxylum bungeanum tree on the edge of her private plot, but it was confiscated by the team. She jumped up on her feet and scolded the brigade secretary, and the team "recommended" her to this place.

Wang Manyin thought: I have to think of some way to slow down the pretender so that I can rest a little longer. But apart from his father-in-law, the other three young men were from who knows which village and he didn't recognize them. As for the father-in-law, although he seemed to hate him to the core, he didn't bother to punish him. He kept pretending to be stupid, but his face was as dark as frost, and he didn't even look at him. Yes, he had humiliated him, and he hated him now—actually, he didn't hate him just now, he had hated him for many years.

He suddenly remembered that after selling rat poison at the Stone Ge Festival that day, he used the money he earned to buy a pack of "Daqianmen" cigarettes. He still had a few cigarettes left, so he put them in his cotton-padded jacket pocket. With. He thought: Do you dare to secretly give this cigarette to a few strangers pretending to be stupid? As long as they accepted the cigarette, they might be more lenient towards him. He thought that these people were acting under orders and were not officials or gun-bearers. Maybe they could be bribed. If he were these people, and these people were him, and given him a cigarette, he would definitely not have trouble with these people. Give it a try! Maybe it can be the top of things. As the saying goes, if a person lives for seventy years, who doesn't want to eat for one bite?

When he returned after delivering the soil, he saw that the militia team was not there, so he hurriedly took out a few cigarettes from his pocket, looking into the distance and smiling. He handed the cigarette to these young people. The few people were stunned at first, and then they looked at each other at the sight of such high-grade cigarettes, not knowing what to do. There is a door! When Wang Manyin saw that they were wavering, he took advantage of the situation and forced a cigarette into the hand of the young man who showed the most wavering behavior. The man hesitated for a moment, caught the cigarette, and quickly put it into his pocket - he didn't dare to smoke it now. When work breaks, who will know whether the cigarette belongs to him or to Wang Manyin? The other two saw that this man had become a "traitor", so they did the same. Of course, I didn’t dare to give my father-in-law a lot of silver. He saw his father-in-law glare at him fiercely. Wang Manyin didn't care, thinking: Why are you staring? You old man didn't see that your son-in-law is very capable! At this time, Sun Yuhou was already numb from pain.

When he knew that his incompetent son-in-law was taken to the construction site for "reeducation through labor" and humiliatingly asked him to load soil for Wang Manyin, old man Sun Yuhou hated why the ground didn't open a crack immediately and let him How about getting in? He has had enough in this world. From the time he was born until now, in the fifty-two years since he was born, he has not lived a happy life for a few days. The reason why he is still alive is not because he expects to enjoy any happiness in this life, but entirely because of his children. As long as his children can live a better life, he is willing to suffer for the rest of his life. He is an incompetent farmer who cannot make his children live a more decent life in this world. He just struggled with his life and was satisfied that his descendants would have enough food and clothing like ordinary farmers. However, these days, he has almost dried up his blood and sweat on this land, and the situation at home is still full of holes like a sieve. The two smaller children struggled to go to school with shabby clothes and little food and drink. They were looked down upon in school and felt wronged. The eldest son was originally a good candidate for schooling, but he didn't go to junior high school. He came back at the age of thirteen and suffered hardships to help him support the family. My son is already twenty-three years old and does not have a wife yet - most rural youths like him have already married.

This pig money will be the "bank" for the whole family in the second year, including paying tuition fees for her and her second brother, buying books and some necessary learning supplies.

After Lan Xiang left, Shaoping discovered that his grandmother was still crying, and saw her constantly using gestures to invite him to come to her.

He quickly got on the kang and squatted in front of the sitting grandmother, preparing to lift her up from the pile of tattered bedding. Shaoping thought his grandma was going to the toilet, so he immediately signaled to his sister to quickly bring in the bedpan outside the door. At this time, Lanhua and her mother turned their attention to the old man and hurriedly looked for the bedpan, fearing that the old man would poop on the kang.

The old lady is still crying for the dead Shaoan. While she is crying, she angrily uses her gestures to stop them from finding a bedpan for her. She also tells Lanhua and her daughter that they did not explain the disaster to her before and now they are doing it again. He misunderstood her meaning and showed strong indignation on his face. She cried hoarsely, "My An'an...", then grabbed Shaoping's collar with one hand and asked him to get as close to her as possible.

The old lady cried and asked Shaoping: "Where did you shoot An An...with the gun?"

"What?" Shaoping asked loudly, not hearing his grandma clearly. say what.

"Has An An's... body... been brought back?"

"Ah! My brother is fine! Who told you..." Shaoping smiled sadly. one time.

"They said...they shot...who...killed?" "No one died! They are all alive!" Shaoping said loudly.

"Then your sister...your sister...who are you crying about?" "It's my brother-in-law! He..." Shaoping didn't know how to explain this to his anxious ancestor.

"What's wrong with your brother-in-law?" The old lady stopped crying. oh! What comforted her was that nothing happened to her nearest and dearest. To her, although Lanhua's son-in-law was important, he was not as important as the rest of the family.

Shaoping still didn’t know how to tell his grandma about his brother-in-law, so he had to say casually: "He made some mistakes, and they sent him to a labor camp!"

"Cat... ... called? "The old lady didn't understand what this meant.

Shaoping couldn't help but laugh.

Shaoping’s mother had already gotten off the kang and said to her son: “It’s okay if you just tell grandma.”

“You and my sister were crying, she saw it, Can you coax me?"

At this time, the old lady became even more anxious, pointing to the cat egg eating candy on the ground and said: "Is it... Cat egg? Isn't she fine?"

"No, it's my brother-in-law!" Shaoping was also anxious.

The old man seemed determined to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it. She grabbed Shaoping's collar tightly with her thin hands and asked: "What happened to your brother-in-law? What's the matter with the cat meowing?" "

Shaoping said loudly: "It's not a cat meow, it's a labor camp! It's like a naughty boy who asked the teacher to give him a lesson!" He thought of an explanation that his grandma could understand.

"Oh..." The old man let out a sigh of relief, released his collar with his thin hands, and closed his eyes tiredly. She understood now. Alas, this is nothing! Is it still worth a little cry? In the old society, teachers would often beat the hands of schoolchildren with iron rulers until their hands became swollen like dough buns. What's the point of a lecture... The imaginary terror disappeared from her mind, and as usual, she immediately entered an unconscious state.

Shaoping only remembered now that he used the money Sister Runye gave him to buy two bottles of eye drops and a bottle of painkillers for his grandma. Grandma is suffering from diseases all over her body, especially her eyes, which have been suffering for many years. My family couldn't afford medicine, and my grandma wouldn't let me buy it, so it eventually became a chronic disease. I remember when I was a child, every summer morning, he and Lan Xiang would go to the fields to pull out some dewy grass leaves, carefully bring them home, and sprinkle them on grandma's eyes. Grandma said it was more comfortable than eye drops. Once, when there was not much dew in the morning, he and his sister finally picked some green grass leaves. Lan Xiang was still young at the time. She accidentally tripped at the door of the house and scattered all the dew drops on the grass leaves. She was so anxious that she cried. all morning. The whole family has been devastated since dear grandma couldn't move. The first bowl of every meal at home was always served to her.

Their grandchildren have an infinite attachment to their grandma - who among them was not raised by grandma in bed?

Shaoping wrapped the quilt around his grandma, jumped down from the kang, and said to his mother and sister, whose feet were in such a mess that they didn’t know what to do: "Sister, you cook for us first. Mom, You pack some of our sorghum and black beans and make a bed. I will send it to my brother-in-law to live in the kiln tonight. If my brother doesn't come back, I'll ask my dad to stay. In his small kiln. Lan Xiang and I will stay at Jin Bo's house. If my brother comes back, we will ask him to spend the night in the team's breeding room..."

Shaoping said calmly. Arrange some of the most urgent things for your mother and sister who have no idea. When he returned to the village, he heard that his brother had gone to Mijia Town to treat the cattle in the team. My father was not back now - and he must have been in a bad mood. It was getting dark, and the house was still in chaos. The harsh reality requires him to become the temporary head of the family immediately. He has grown up and should take responsibility for the family. Think about it, at his age, my brother is already responsible for both big and small things, whether at home or outside!

My mother and sister immediately followed his instructions and went about their own business. They desperately need a leader now.

At this moment, Shaoping was even in a high-spirited state. In the past, whenever the storm of life hit, his young heart would always tremble, and then he would force himself to endure the beating. Time and time again, his heart gradually became stronger, and he also tasted another taste of life amidst the hardships. He felt that he was becoming an adult step by step. He gradually understood that when a person lives, he must be prepared to endure hardships at any time. He has read some books and knows that no matter ordinary people or extraordinary people, they have to endure many hardships in their lives... Shaoping now took out the tattered yellow schoolbag on the lid of the box and bought it for his grandma. Here comes the medicine. He took the medicine bottle and got on the kang again. He shook the unconscious old grandmother awake, raised the medicine bottle in front of her eyes and said, "Grandma, look at the medicine I bought for you. This is for eye treatment; this is for pain relief." Take a tablet. When your whole body hurts, just take a tablet..."

The old man's red eyes suddenly lit up, his collapsed mouth squirmed, and he raised a thin hand with difficulty. After stroking half of Ping's head, he just choked and said: "I have grown up..."

Shaoping said: "You raise your head, I will give you a drop of eye right now." Medicine."

After Shaoping gave his grandma the eye drops, he saw two tears slipping from the corners of her eyes. He slipped off the kang silently, and a warm and sour emotion surged into his heart, making him unable to help but burst into tears. He said in his heart: Grandma, if I grow up and have a solution, and you are still alive, I will definitely let you enjoy a few days of happiness...

At this time, his father suddenly came in from the door. The whole family immediately stopped working and looked at his face, wondering what was going on outside. Sun Yu's face was thick and dark, and without saying a word, she put the iron cover behind the door.

No one in the family dared to say anything when they saw him like this. I don't know when Lan Xiang went out to pick up a basket of firewood again. At this time, she quietly came in through the door and quietly went to pour firewood in the Zaohuo Valley.

Sun Yuhou stood on the ground, digging the cigarette pot into the cloth bag without looking at anyone else, and said: "Prepare some food at home, and make a bed..."

"I asked my mother to prepare these. I will send them to my brother-in-law in a moment." Shaoping said softly.

Sun Yuhou turned to look at his son, his expression softened. He didn't feel sorry for the second-rate son-in-law - it was just that he had to take care of such things. No, he was grateful in his heart that his son could see his life and death and take care of these things for him that he really didn't want to deal with. At this time, he seemed to realize that his second son had grown up. Yes, look at his body, he is as tall and big as his brother. Alas, it's just that the food and drink in school are not good, and I have lost some weight due to hunger... To be honest, old man Yuhou is always proud of his children in his heart.

The children are all sensible and healthy.

This is the whole meaning of his life. This is all the value of his life.

Now, the sky is numb. Shaoping's mother suddenly panicked and shouted at the pot: "Oh, my God! Why did I forget to feed the pigs!"

Sun Yuhou became angry when he heard this and was about to scold his wife. , I heard my daughter Lanxiang say in the Zaohuo Lao: "Mom, I have already fed the pigs..."

The eyes of everyone in the kiln turned to the Thirteen who none of them noticed. years old children. She was pouring firewood out of the basket. She didn't know when she had picked up several baskets of firewood, enough to burn for a day or two. The lovely Lan Xiang silently does all the work she can do.

Sun Yuhou and his wife looked at their youngest child with great emotion and could not even say a word. Ordinarily, she is the youngest baby in the family and should be pampered. But the child has grown so big, and she has not been given any decent clothes. Now she has gone to junior high school in Shige Festival, and she is still wearing old clothes from the previous two years.

Sun Yuhou walked out of the kiln uncomfortably and stood in the yard of his house, digging for dry tobacco bags. His tall body was hunched over, and he looked absently at the dark Miaoping Mountain across the Dongla River. The mountain is still the same as when he was young, not a foot higher or lower. But he is old and more incompetent...