The Rebirth of the Portable Space The Red Age

Li Qingyuan and Wang Yazhi were alone holding Ya'er's soft little hand, strolling around slowly, feeling beautiful in their hearts.In the past, when the sons were young, they all devoted themselves to their work and had no time to experience this kind of warmth.When they came to their senses, they never had another chance.They thought they would live like this for the rest of their lives, but no one thought that a single joke would bring unexpected joy to their Gu Jingbo's life.The setting sun gradually stretched the figures of the three people very long. Bathing in the setting sun, walking on the street was also a kind of warmth.

Wang Yazhi looked at the sun, it was not time to make dinner, and she ate too much at noon, so she was not hungry now.I just wanted to go to the department store to buy some delicious food for Ya'er, children love it, don't they?If Ya'er knows that Grandma Wang regards her as a greedy cat, I don't know if she will be dumbfounded.

Since she was not in such a hurry as the previous two visits to the county, Ya'er was also interested in taking a good look at this small county.If one ignores the overwhelming revolutionary slogans, posters, and big-character posters, Ya'er suddenly finds that she has become "a little bit of red among all the greens" among the many passers-by.Although the pedestrians on the road are not bustling, there are quite a few, but it seems that only Ya'er is wearing bright red clothes, which is particularly conspicuous in the uniform gray, blue and green.

Even some young daughter-in-laws mostly wore gray and blue clothes, and most young girls wore grass green military casual clothes.Ya'er thought about it carefully again, it seems that Mama Du, sisters, aunts, and ladies in the village are all wearing clothes of the same color.The uncles and uncles in the village usually wear gray or black clothes, even half-sized children are no exception, it seems that occasionally only very small children wear red clothes.

Looking at the revolutionary slogans and big-character posters on the wall, it is actually easy to understand that the vigorous political struggles in the past few years have gradually obliterated the individuality of popular clothing, making the clothing culture a victim of the changing political situation.Under the rule of the ultra-left trend of thought, the "old three colors" - blue, black, and gray, and the "old three clothes (clothing)" - green military uniforms, cadre uniforms, and work uniforms have occupied the clothing position and dominated the world.It is estimated that this phenomenon will not be alleviated until the 80s, and colorful and different styles of clothing will return to public life. [

In fact, different costumes also indirectly reflect the changes in history.The elegant Hanfu in the Han Dynasty, the Hufu that became popular in the Tang Dynasty, the cheongsam and mandarin jacket in the Qing Dynasty, the tunic suit in the Republic of China, and the current "old three colors", each of which indirectly reflects the development of society.

Ya'er enjoys herself thinking about the relationship between the development of clothing and the changes of the times, but what she sees soon obviously destroys Ya'er's good mood of studying the clothing of this era, and reminds her once again that this place is not free and open 21 It is not a century, but a special era full of political struggles.And there is nothing you can do about it, just be patient and wait, and be careful and careful to protect your family.

The three of them were holding hands and preparing to go to the department store to buy some things. The shopping book in Grandma Wang's pocket was put in yesterday and hadn't been taken out yet. It happened that there was no need to go home again.As soon as I reached an intersection, I found that the road was tightly blocked by people. The crying, shouting, and the sound of things falling from a small courtyard at the intersection, as well as the impassioned voice of the young Red Guard general, did not indicate what was ahead. something is happening.

There were too many people around, and it was impossible to get through, so the three had no choice but to join the ranks of onlookers.And at this time, if the three of them really just passed by like this, they might be accused by the people around them of having no revolutionary enthusiasm, and then they would probably be listed on the line, and then it would become a matter of class position.

There were more and more people around, and the three of them were either old or young and thin, and they were quickly pushed to the front of the crowd.It was the first time for Ya'er to truly experience the so-called house raids in this era, and this scene was deeply engraved in her memory, and she could never forget it.

Right in front of this small courtyard, more than 20 young Red Guard generals are carrying out the so-called ransacking of homes.Several of them were rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and fragments of vases, torn books, calligraphy and paintings, and thrown clothes were scattered all over the floor.A few others were actually digging around in the yard with shovels. It is said that counter-revolutionaries like to hide counter-revolutionaries underground.

The house ransacked was a family of four, a couple, a teenage boy and a seven or eight-year-old girl.The couple hugged the two children tightly, and the little boy tightly pursed his lips, his face pale with fright.And the little girl was tightly in her mother's arms, sobbing non-stop, looking at the "vicious spirits" in front of her, she didn't dare to cry out.

At the same time, a young general wearing a green military uniform, a green military cap, and a belt tied around his waist with high cuffs stood in front of the host, and kept yelling loudly, "The great leader * taught us, you stinky old nine, black man!" Five categories, counter-revolutionaries,".The sharp scolding and cursing made the little girl tremble in shock, and the expressions of the couple became more numb.

The young generals who confiscated the house here had already piled piles of books, calligraphy and paintings, smashed furniture, and torn clothes into the yard, and then lit a match, intending to burn them.Seeing this, the hostess, who had an expressionless and numb face, rushed forward desperately to snatch the matches from the Red Guards.He can bear scolding, cursing, and even insulting him, but he must not watch these precious books, calligraphy and paintings being destroyed in his own hands, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.Seeing that the host dared to obstruct him, several young Red Guard generals immediately stepped forward to support the host, followed by punches and kicks.But the male master struggled desperately regardless of the pain on his body, he wanted to go forward to put out those fires.Looking at her father who was beaten up, the little girl suddenly cried out, and everything in front of her made her feel terrified.Hearing the little girl's sharp cries, the desperately struggling father suddenly fell silent. He remembered that he still had children to take care of, and he still had unfulfilled responsibilities.

Piles of books and wooden furniture ignited when they caught fire, and the flames rose as high as a person.The male master whose mouth was bleeding from the beating looked at the books under the raging fire, and burst into tears for a moment. The collections of generations of ancestors were destroyed in his hands.The fire didn't burn for a long time, and a few young generals held sticks and pulled the fire to make the fire burn more vigorously.The ashes of the burnt paper were blown up by the orange flames, dancing in the air like black butterflies.The thick fire baked Ya'er's face, it was hot and hot, but her heart was piercingly cold, and she could do nothing to endure it, making her just look at everything in front of her.

After the fire was burnt out, the search of the house was not over yet.After the young generals chattered for a while, one of them went back to the room to rummage through boxes and boxes, and finally took a pair of scissors out of the room.The leading young general took over the scissors, walked up to the couple, and then there was a burst of random scissors, cutting off the hair on the left side of the two of them, and the couple became yin and yang.

The so-called "yin and yang head", that is, the right half of the head has hair on top, and the left half of the head is shaved.Such a way of criticizing and trampling on human dignity and destroying the victim's willpower and self-esteem made Ya'er feel chills in her heart, which she couldn't imagine. In fact, the physical pain is far inferior to the cruelty of mental torture. .

Many of the onlookers also showed their faces unbearable. Although they were here to watch, they didn't know what the couple had done to be treated like this. In the face of political struggles and the torrent of the times, everyone can do nothing.

Seeing his parents being treated like this, the little boy bit his lip without knowing it, but it is estimated that this pain is far less than his heartache.Two young generals hung two signs saying "Stinky Old Nine, Black Five" around the necks of the couple, and then escorted the couple to parade in the streets of the county town. What awaited them was constant torture and insults. .

After the Red Guards had left, a few people came forward to help the little boy tidy up the messy house.The panic and confusion in the eyes of the terrified little girl deeply hurt everyone's hearts.The little girl clung tightly to her brother's clothes, not taking a step away. This was the only straw she could hold on to.

The people around also dispersed slowly, and the three of Ya'er also left with the crowd. When leaving, Ya'er saw an old lady next door to the yard holding a dozen eggs and a few pancakes Into the yard.Although everything in front of them is cruel, there is still hope. What people in this era have to go through at this time is patience and waiting before the end.

What they saw just now made the three of them no longer want to go to the store to buy things, so they went home directly.

Back home, after sitting down, Wang Yazhi hugged Ya'er tightly in her arms, and kept stroking Ya'er's back with her hands, "Ya'er, don't be afraid, grandparents will protect you."

"Yeah, little Ya'er, don't be afraid, everything will be fine. We have to believe in the party, it's only a small number of people who are bad, and it will definitely get better in the future." Li Qingyuan also kept comforting Ya Son, I'm afraid that the child will be frightened by what happened just now.However, it was obvious that Li Qingyuan had no experience in comforting children.Listen to his comforting words for the child, no four-year-old can understand it, but Li Qingyuan obviously didn't realize this, and kept telling Ya'er about the domestic situation. If you believe in the party, the future must be bright. [

Although what she saw today had a great impact on Ya'er, she also knew that this is what people in this era must experience. In the face of the torrent of the times, individual power cannot change.Since there is nothing she can do, Ya'er won't get too entangled in this matter, at most it's a reminder to herself that she must consider the particularity of this era before speaking or doing things in the future.As long as her relatives are safe and sound, she can only watch the rest with cold eyes.

"Well, Ya'er is not afraid. Grandpa and grandma don't have to be afraid either, Ya'er will definitely protect you", Ya'er straightened her round waist, patted her small chest and promised.

"Okay, from now on grandparents will be protected by Ya'er, but before that, grandma and grandpa will protect Ya'er first, okay?" Li Qingyuan, Wang Yazhi and his wife were amused by Ya'er's arrogant appearance.The husband and wife have experienced life and death, experienced wars filled with gunpowder, and experienced many similar things. They are not touched by today's events. They just feel sorry for the two children in that family and feel sorry for the two couples.

However, what happened today reminded them.There are a lot of so-called "reactionary books" and "capitalist" items in my home. If someone tells the secret, if a group of Red Guards raid the house at that time, it is estimated that the two of them will be like the two today. Like a couple.Look at the cute little Ya'er, they don't want to lose this hard-won family happiness, they have to find a way to deal with those things, no matter how precious things are, they are not as important as peace and joy.

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