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China Academy of Social Sciences, formerly known as the Department of Philosophy and Social Sciences of China Academy of Sciences, is referred to as the Faculty. My husband and wife belong to the same department; 1969, the intellectuals in this department are receiving "re-education" from "workers and PLA propaganda team". All staff are "concentrated" in the office first, with 67 to 90 people in one room, doing exercises every morning, and studying in three units in the afternoon and after dinner. After a period of time, the elderly and infirm can go home to live. However, it is not expected to live together for a long time, and it is time to transfer to a cadre school. The location of the cadre school has gradually become clear in the legend, but the date of transfer can only be guessed and can only wait.

Every day, we each queue up in the canteen of our own unit to buy food. It takes half an hour to queue up. It's too much trouble to go home and cook by yourself, and it's too late.

There is no good food in the restaurant, so wait; But when they wait together, we can talk. On the 3rd of that year 1 1 month, I was waiting at the bus stop at the gate of our school, and I saw Mo Cunzha coming out of the crowd. He came and stood beside me and whispered, "I'll tell you something important later." I looked at his face and couldn't guess anything.

We got on the bus and he told me, "I'm leaving on the 11th of this month. I am the advance team. "

Although I am waiting for the departure date every day, it seems that there is a thunder overhead when I hear this news. In a few days, it will be silent memory's 60th birthday, and we have agreed to eat birthday noodles to celebrate. I'm afraid it won't be our turn when he reaches his seventieth birthday. But there are only a few days left. If he can't wait for this birthday, he will have to go to school.

"Why do you want to go ahead?"

"Because of you, others have to take their families or settle down before they leave; I can give you my family. "

The cadre school is in Luoshan, Henan, and it will leave on 1 1 month 17.

We went to the predetermined snack bar and ordered the most ready-made casserole chicken nuggets-chicken skin bones. I scooped some clear soup and soaked half a bowl of rice, but I still couldn't swallow it.

I had only one week to pack my things, and I didn't have a holiday until the last two days. I took this opportunity to study for a few days and tidy up at home. This time it was called "Lian Guo"-pulling down the house, as if ordering me to never return. I have to take away all useless things, clothes I haven't worn, my precious books, notes and so on. There is still a lot of luggage. At that time, our daughter Ayuan. You can't call back for help. When they go home on a rest day, they help to pack their luggage. They also learn from others and tie the box tightly with thick ropes to prevent it from breaking or collapsing during the trip. Unfortunately, only heavy luggage such as wooden boxes and iron boxes can be protected by binding with thick ropes. These wooden boxes and iron essence are not as durable as flesh and blood.

Suffering is called exercise; Besides preparing for exercise, what else can you prepare? If the clothes I prepare are too old, I'm afraid I won't wear them. If it's too thick, I'm afraid it's difficult to wash. I haven't sewed for a long time, so I just made a blanket cover with a sewing machine and prepared to wash it for several years. I mended a pair of trousers, and the seat is like a globe full of latitude and longitude, as thick as a horn shell. Mochu appreciated it and it was wonderful. Just like carrying a seat with you, you can sit anywhere. He said, you don't have to prepare too well.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the first 1 1 advance team set out. Yuan and I are going to bid farewell. There is not much carry-on luggage, so find a corner to rest and wait for the bus. The waiting room is full of noisy people. The leader of the advance team was so busy that he only hated too many people. He wants to put down his things and help people with too much carry-on luggage. Silence, I think he is very sexy. Having worked for others, he can't help praising the good manners of the new society. At the same time, they comforted each other and said: Be kind and honest, and we can rest assured that Ah Yuan is with him.

When we arrived, we were carrying other people's luggage, and Ayuan and I lined up to squeeze into the platform with several of his small bags. We got on the train and found a carriage to settle down. The three of us got off the bus and stood around waiting for the train to start.

I remember once seeing passengers going abroad by sea boat boarding the ferry, and the people who saw them off threw many colored paper ribbons at the boat. The boat slowly sailed to the big ship, and the colorful paper tapes broke one after another, and the applause on the shore thundered. Some people cried in the cheers. A broken ribbon is like a broken parting. The parting between the advance party on the bus and the relatives who got off the bus, if visible, is by no means colorful, nor can it be broken at once.

Mochu went to the car door and told us to go back. Don't wait. We are far apart and have nothing to say. I want to show him that there are three people when we go back. Why don't you worry? When the train left, he didn't worry about leaving alone when he saw us. We followed his instructions and left first. Looking back several times, the car still didn't move, and it was still crowded with people. One yuan and Deyi also went back to the factory. They are in the same school, but they are not in the same department or work in the same factory.

After a day or two, the owner of the library informed me that those who go to school can bring their own beds, but they should be tied up with ropes and sent to the department immediately. You can't tie a knot, you can only press the rope end tightly under the rope. This requires at least two people to work together. I only have one day's time limit, and I have to ask for leave at home and tear down my small wooden bed. You can't tie the left and right, you can only tie them separately. Besides, I still owe at least one hand, so I have to help with my teeth. I tied the end of the thick rope with a thin rope and bit it with my teeth. Then I tied a bed into three parts, each with its own name written repeatedly. A small bed is divided into several parts, just like a family at war, but I am afraid that as soon as I leave home, I will be separated from each other and never get together again. According to my own letter, the reunion of the three parts really hurt him.

The Institute of Literature and the other one were the first to be dispersed. In the words of the army, they are called "companies" rather than "research institutes". On the day when the two companies left, the school beat gongs and drums, and we all left school to see them off. The dispersed people lined up to go out; As soon as the red flag opened, Lao Yuping and Jenny Yu led the way. Old people in their 70s are still queuing up for cadre schools like school-age children. I couldn't bear to look at my heart and left first. All the way back, I found that many people lacked the enthusiasm to say goodbye and went back to work. There is no expression on everyone's face.

We are waiting for the transformation of cadre schools, and we are not in the mood to pay attention to the rest, not to hate, nor to enjoy the "taste" of being special. Now some departments have left the cadre schools, and those who have not left should step up their work.

Sitting and studying all day, even "re-educating" our "worker master" is bored. A small "master" in his twenties muttered, "I make steel in front of the furnace every day, and I don't feel tired; Now sitting all day, my ass hurts, my head hurts, and I feel weak. "Obviously, refining people is more troublesome than steelmaking:" sitting on the bench "is also a chore.

Fine people rely on manual labor. After we dug a bomb shelter, an underground building extending in all directions, we moved books around, bundled, bundled and carried, moved from one building to another, and moved from one place to another. After moving the books of this unit, move the books of other units. Once, we went to a library that had been dusty for three years to move books, bookshelves, bookshelves, etc. Make room. Someone went in and the dust choked us twenty times. Although I wore a mask, I came out covered in dust and coughed up black phlegm. I remember that the weather had changed from cold to warm. Heavy iron bookshelves and heavy books.

The weak always take advantage; I only do trivial things, and when I have time, I will sort out some packages and send them to the silent memory of the cadre school.

Write a letter home when you have time; In a few words, on and off, day and night. How interesting it would be to reread these letters if they were kept! But more valuable letters have been destroyed, so why cherish them?

When they went down, they cleaned a dusty labor camp. They still felt very hot when they slept on the grass bed that night.

Suddenly there was a heavy snow, the ground was muddy and the weather suddenly became cold. 17 A large group of people came. Eighty bachelors lived in one room and slept on several kangs. A naughty boy who came down with his father often peed around the kang before going to bed to "fertilize" the people on the kang. On the rest day, everyone goes to town to buy food: roast chicken and cooked turtle.

I asked how silent storage tastes; He didn't taste it, so he quietly made some limerick and sent it to me.

Luoshan has no land to farm, and ultra-leftwing has nothing to do. More than a month later, the staff of the cadre school moved to Dongyue, Xixian County with their families. Xixian can be found on the map, but Dongyue can't be found. That place is remote and poor, and there is no fuel in the stove in winter. Many lesbians have frostbite on their faces. They had to squat down by the pond to wash clothes.

I asked my local aunt to wash the new shirt, and it disappeared after washing. I am only worried that he will fall into the pond; If you can ask someone to wash it for you, it's worth losing some clothes.

People who are waiting to go to school in Beijing are of course concerned about the life of the school and often ask me to tell them something. What everyone likes to hear is the story of Comrade He Qifang eating fish. The local people tried their best to fish, the canteen improved the food and tried to stew the fish. Comrade Qi Fang bought one with his own big mouthwash. But it tastes weird, and the more you eat it, the weirder it gets. He picked up the biggest piece and wanted to have a taste. At first glance, it turned out to be the medicinal soap that had not been soaked, and it was still left in the mouthwash cup. Everyone laughed with infinite sympathy. They also told me a joke that two first-class researchers, Tie Zhongshu and Ding XX, could not cook a boiler for a long time! I defended them: the boiler is located in the open air, and it is not easy to cook a boiler. But a joke is still a joke.

During the Spring Festival, they began to build their own houses. Lesbians also pull carts, peel blanks, make bricks, build houses, and be strong laborers.

Mocun, Mr. Yu Pingbo and other "old, weak and sick" are exempted from military service and only do odd jobs. Eight months after they went down, our company dispersed. By that time, they had moved into their new house.

Our company left the cadre school on July 1970 12. Last time I sent Mocun away, Ayuan and I had another one. This time I was sent away, leaving Ayuan. Germany and Italy committed suicide and died a month ago.

Deyi admitted that he had always been a little "right-leaning", but he said that he really didn't like those "ultra-leftists". When their university began to encircle May 16th, several suspected "ultra-leftists" confessed that they were their "organizers" and the list of May 16th was in his hand. At that time, Deyi had already returned to school, Ayuan. They can't go home on the same day. Finally, when they left me, they said, "Mom, I can't be unkind to the masses or contradict the propaganda team;" But I will never make a list to harm people, and I will not lie. " He lost his freedom when he got to school. The class struggle was in full swing, and Ayuan and others who worked in the factory returned to school.

The leader of the propaganda team wins one in three units every day, forcing him to hand over the list. He committed suicide as soon as he won the lottery.

A Yuan saw me on the train, so I urged her to go home first, instead of waiting for the bus. She is not a fragile girl, so I should be able to reassure her. But I looked at her lonely figure and felt sad, so I closed my eyes. When I closed my eyes, I could see her in our broken and messy home, cleaning up alone, and I opened my eyes again. Her back disappeared out of the window. I closed my eyes again and let the tears flow into my nose and stomach. The train started slowly and I left Beijing.

The silent memory of cadre schools is dark and thin, almost. Strangely, I knew it at a glance.

There is a outspoken doctor Huang in our cadre school. Once she went to see a doctor silently and saw him writing Qian Zhongshu's name in the autograph book. She said angrily, "Nonsense! You what? Qian Zhongshu! I know Qian Zhongshu! " Mocun insisted that he was Qian Zhongshu. Dr. Huang said, "I know Qian Zhongshu's lover." Mocun stood the test and gave her lover's name. Dr. Huang still has to believe it, but it doesn't matter whether Mocun is fake or not, so I won't argue much. Afterwards, I mentioned this to Dr. Huang, and she couldn't help laughing and said, "Why, it's completely different."

I don't remember what he looked like or what clothes he was wearing. I only saw a red envelope on his right chin. Although it is only the size of a hazelnut, its shape is sinister: the top is bright red and the bottom is dark yellow, which is obviously suppurative. I was surprised and said, "Oh, is this gangrene?" You have to use hot compress. "But who will do it for him? Later, I saw mud handprints on their Red Cross first aid kit, gauze and cotton wool. Mochu said that he had had the same external rash, and the leader asked him to rest for a few days and told him not to burn the boiler. He now looks after tools during the day and patrols at night. His immediate boss specially gave him a half-day holiday because I went to visit relatives. But my platoon leader was very strict. He only asked me to follow others around and ordered me to return to the team immediately.

A day or two later, he wrote that the bag was gangrenous and had five holes. Fortunately, it took several injections to gradually recover.

Although we are only an hour away, we all belong to different places. We should obey orders and discipline, and we can't just walk around. We often just exchange letters, and we are not allowed to visit relatives until the rest day. The rest day is not Sunday. We have a rest every ten days, which is called big worship. If something happens, the big worship can be cancelled. But compared with Ayuan who is alone in Beijing, we are from the same place.