1949 I am from the future

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【205】New Life

In the newly built Beidu Qinghe woolen factory, a group of girls have come, they are said to be girls, but there are big and small among them, the big ones are nearly thirty, and the young ones are only sixteen or seventeen years old.

These girls are all women rescued by the government from the closed Bada Hutong. After undergoing a physical examination and preliminary cultural and moral education, they were assigned to study in this woolen factory. [

Beside the rustling and fast-running loom, master Han Xiaoju led eight new trainees, and he was showing these reborn girls how to be a weaver.

These girls gathered around and watched Master Han's hands shaking and shuttling swiftly. Twisting, splicing, buckling, and upper row were done in one go. The whole process took less than a minute, and the machine was rumbling non-stop, without any disturbance Master Han's operation influence.

"Master Han, you did a great job." A girl said.

Han Xiaoju smiled and said: "The more you do it, the more you will be familiar with it. After you learn it, I guarantee that within two months, your hands and feet will be more agile than mine."

"Really? Master Han, how is that possible, you are our master."

Han Xiaoju lightly and nimbly pulled the thread splitter, picked out the end of the netting thread, cut it off and buckled it, and said with a shy smile, "What kind of master am I? I just worked a few years longer than you. Our workshop Ms. Shen, the deputy director, is your political counselor Shen Guizhi. She is the real master. She has quick hands and feet. You can miss her movement in the blink of an eye. Textile work is very suitable for you lesbians. Come on, Wang Jinhua , come here and try it out."

Wang Jinhua was a little trembling, she hurriedly stood in front of the loom, followed the movements and tricks taught by Han Xiaoju in the past two days, and quickly found a thread that pulled out the net yarn. Join the thousands of spewing army, and roll forward quickly.

"Well done, Wang Jinhua, you're doing well. You've done a good job. The next student, come, Li Hongxiu."

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After a day of studying and working, these girls were a little tired. They came to the factory's newly built bathhouse to wash away the day's fatigue with clean and warm hot water.

"Jin Hua, you've done a great job. Master Han even said that you're about to graduate."

Hearing the compliments from the sisters, Wang Jinhua laughed happily. She raised her head and let the hot water hit her head and face as much as she wanted, and then flowed down her body. Everything is strong.

"Have you heard? After the semester is over, those who pass the assessment will be assigned." A girl whispered among the snow-white carcasses piled up around the shower head. "

"What? Where are you assigned? I don't want to leave Qinghe Factory. I know everyone here, so why do I need to be assigned? How nice is this place, with dormitories and bathhouses, much better than... the place I used to stay in Ten thousand times better..." Li Hongxiu's voice became softer as she spoke, she really didn't want to leave this familiar woolen factory, she felt that staying here was like staying in the safest place in the world generally.

"I heard it was assigned anonymously. The government destroyed our previous files and assigned us to textile factories in places like Tianjin and Shenyang under the name of recruiting rural workers."

Wang Jinhua's heart moved when she heard this, and she thought excitedly: "Really?"

For those who used to deal with flesh and blood business, getting a chance to start again in this new society is better than anything else. The girls are all moved by the thought of being able to completely get rid of the unbearable past. They look forward to, In the future, I will be able to work, get married, and have children just like normal people, and be the most ordinary person, a real person.

Wang Jinhua washed away the soap suds on her chest, stroked her wet hair on her forehead, and said, "Sisters, let's learn the skills well. After we have learned the skills, we will be glorious textile workers from now on. To work hard is to be a member of the glorious working class. We cannot be lazy, be laughed at, and be looked down upon by others. You see how good Sister Shen said, as long as we earn money through labor, no one can look down on us. "

The well-informed girl named Sanjie nodded repeatedly and said: "I also mean the same thing. Compared with the days before, I feel that I have lived like a human being today. Just like what Sister Shen said, in the past I We are numb, soulless, and forced to live in humiliation. Now that the party and the government have given us a new life, we will become new people and live with integrity. I have always remembered these words, and dare not forget."[

Under the impact of the water flow, the healthy bodies of the girls appear firm and full of sex, and the tension of life fills the skin, reflecting the light into gold.They are quietly transforming in labor, and they are about to complete their turning around and rewrite a new life.The 5000-odd years of history of New China under the leadership of Chairman Mao will also become the only era in the past [-] years of China without prostitutes.

At the gate of Qinghe Woolen Factory in Beidu at the end of March, there was no noise or crowds of people sending off, but every girl was wearing big red flowers on her chest.Today they graduated from school, except for a few who voluntarily stayed in the factory, the rest were assigned to several new state-owned woolen factories in Tianjin and Shenyang according to their wishes. Their resumes read such as "Wang Jinhua" , female, 24, born in Goukou Town, Datong, Shanxi Province, recruiting workers in the countryside, born as a poor peasant.”

In addition, there is only a large blank on the resume waiting for them to fill in the future. This blank is a gift from the party and the country. The girls feel that this blank is more precious than the stars and moons in the sky. They are willing to fill in their lives. This price is blank.

Shen Guizhi, the girls' political counselor, has established a simple relationship with these girls in these days. She carefully arranges the skirts of each girl, flattens her bangs, and bids farewell to each girl.

These vicissitudes of life girls climbed into the large military truck with tears in their eyes, and gathered behind the truck, desperately waving goodbye to the workers and masters who taught them skills during this period.For kind and honest Chinese people, parting is the hardest thing to bear!The corners of the masters' eyes are already moist.There are men and women among them, and they are all waving their hands at this moment, and at the same time, they are excitedly making parting instructions to their apprentices.

"Jin Hua, work hard, you will definitely be more promising than your master."

"Third sister, listen to the party's words, listen to the leaders' words, don't be lazy, and write to the master when you have time."

"Hongxiu, work hard, work hard, don't embarrass the master."

At this moment, the girls could no longer hold back the hot tears in their eyes, crying loudly while supporting the moving truck compartment and shouting back.

"Master, I will remember, I will work hard, and I will not embarrass the master!"

"Master, I'm leaving, you have to take care of yourself!"

"Master, don't cry, I will be obedient, I will be obedient!"

These girls had been tortured in the past, and they would not shed tears under the blows and whips, but now the tears were like a flood that broke the embankment, flowing and venting with the surging emotions in their hearts.

These girls used to not shed a single tear when they were scolded as whores, scumbags, or whores, but now they couldn't hold back their excited tears, crying loudly.

These girls used to be twisted black and blue by some perverted clients in the past, and they would not shed a single tear, but now they have burst into rivers of tears.

Day and night in the factory, the masters took good care of them, teaching them skills and being human like strict fathers and loving mothers.They feel that they are finally accepted by society and treated as human beings.

When they passed the assessment and left the factory, everyone was paid a salary of 14 yuan, and they held the remuneration in exchange for labor tightly in their hands. They felt that for the first time in their lives, they were able to stand up straight and be a man of honor. !They are more proud that they will be able to call themselves a glorious working class in the future.

It wasn't until the truck in the distance turned into a small gray spot that the masters at the gate of the woolen factory stopped waving their arms, wiped away their tears, turned and walked into the factory.

The girls sat back on the floor of the carriage one by one until they could no longer see the masters crying and waving at the gate of the mill.

Wang Jinhua slowly dried the tears on her face in the bumpy open-air compartment of the truck. She leaned on the bedroll behind her, hugged her knees, squatted on the side of the truck, and sat quietly next to her sisters.

In the old society, at the age of 14, Wang Jinhua was abducted from the countryside by human traffickers and sold into the Bada Hutong of Beidu. In the following ten years, she was resold from the first-class brothel to the second-class brothel, and then to the third-class brothel several times. After the handover, she ended up in the earthen kiln, and the old bustard of the earthen kiln forced her to receive at least a dozen customers every day, except for a bite of food, and the rest did not even get a penny.The slightest resistance will be whipped and crawled all over the ground by the rogue with a face full of flesh, or tortured by the old bustard with all kinds of horrible and cruel methods that have never been heard before.The prostitutes in this earthen kiln only paid ten cents for a customer, half price during the day, and some prostitutes even died of exhaustion on the bedside.Others who were tortured to death and were thrown into the outskirts by straw mats are even more uncountable.

Wang Jinhua eventually contracted syphilis, but was still forced by the bustard to pick up the guests with iron needles and whips. Wang Jinhua once felt that she was about to die. [

At this moment, God suddenly opened his eyes.

In the thunderous overnight action of the new government to ban the Bada Hutongs, the days when people like Wang Jinhua and many prostitutes in the old society were not like ghosts or ghosts were over.

Wang Jinhua still remembers that before being sent to the truck by the soldiers, a prostitute nearby asked:

"Where is this sending us?"

Wang Jinhua said indifferently: "It's about checking for sexually transmitted diseases, whatever. I'm tired of working anyway, so I'm not afraid of beheading."

The truck drove through the narrow and potholed road in Beiping, the ancient capital of thousands of years. Wang Jinhua looked at the emerald green underwear hanging in front of the upper entrance of Xile Tower and thought numbly: "I don't know which brand's underwear I forgot to put away. Will it go down?" rain."

On the walls on both sides of the road, red flags and slogans covered all the beauties billboards near Bada Hutong within a few days. A mouthful of saliva.

"Pig"

Nervous and sensitive whores all rushed to the side of the truck, cursing at the person who spat.

The temporary hospital was set up in a Catholic church in the north of the city, and there were still some holes in the glass and walls.

Wang Jinhua and other prostitutes lined up to be examined by female doctors wearing rubber gloves.In the end, Wang Jinhua and some prostitutes who were found to be infected were assigned to sit on a long bench at one side.After they were registered, they boarded the truck again and sent to the labor skills training camp on the outskirts of the city.

The government told them to treat them first, so Wang Jinhua was injected with penicillin once a week for four weeks, and finally cured of syphilis.Did she know that the price of this imported foreign medicine was so expensive that it would cost more than a small yellow croaker to cure a person.But why is the Communist Party willing to do so?

During these four weeks, the government allowed them to live in a clean dormitory, get up on time every day to do morning exercises, and what they ate were white flour steamed buns and rice porridge.Then learn to read, teach knowledge, tell them what the Communist Party does, and tell them what the new society looks like.Tell them that in the past, it was not because they were lowly, nor because their ancestors had no virtue, but because the old society in the past was a cannibalistic society, and the Communist Party wanted to completely destroy that cannibalistic society, so that all oppressed people could stand up and start a new life .

Brothels are divided into grades, and obviously, the lower the brothel, the more diligent the women rescued in it.On the contrary, they are the top brands of some high-end brothels, who obviously don't like labor. For them, how many big boys can they get in exchange for money in the future?These top prostitutes can earn back from the flesh and blood business in one night.These people have great resistance to labor skills training.But how many top prostitutes are there?Most prostitutes hope that they can be assigned to formal jobs in the future through the help of the government.

Wang Jinhua and the others were assigned to sew sacks during this time. Because Wang Jinhua had quick hands and feet, they were selected, and together with other capable girls, they were sent to Qinghe Woolen Factory in Beidu to study.

Other prostitutes who remained were assigned various jobs after months of labor and education.Some of them were assigned to work as salespersons, and some were assigned to work as packers in glass bottle factories. All of them had regular jobs.

Since then, Wang Jinhua has made up her mind that she will follow these communists, follow the new government, start anew, and live a new life.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Wang Jinhua suddenly remembered something, she hesitated and said:

"Sisters, from now on, everyone will be assigned to a new unit, which is a new beginning. The resumes given to us by the government are blank, which means that we should put aside the past, and we should cherish it ourselves, and don't let it slip."

As soon as Wang Jinhua said this, the girls suddenly started talking about it:

"Jin Hua, do you think you can hide this? I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of? Jin Hua is right. I will be a farmer who fled from Henan, and I am a female worker. I don't remember anything about the past except those in the village."

"Yes, my hometown is from Hebei, so I said the same thing."

"Jin Hua is right. From now on, everyone should keep in touch less, and those who are assigned to the same factory should talk less as much as possible. Misfortune comes out of their mouths."

"Yes, I will be a working class in the future, and I don't want people to stab me in the back. Third sister, you and I are both in the Tianjin woolen factory. Don't talk about it, or I will fight you hard. "

"I remember, don't worry, I will definitely not look for you."

Wang Jinhua looked at the sisters talking to each other, her heart was full of longing for the future, but she was a little bit lost, the dark past was pressing heavily on her heart like a nightmare, making her breathless .Even if the humiliation in the past was not the fault of these weak girls, who can guarantee that others will not see them as inferior because of this?

"I want to work hard, I want to be admired by others, I want to improve my skills better and faster, I want to be a good worker, a very good kind, a model worker... yes! I want to be a model worker! Like Sister Shen Such a model worker! Be a model worker! Let others look down on you! Be a model worker!..." Wang Jinhua clenched her small fists and made up her mind

At the moment, the girls are all thinking the same as Wang Jinhua, and they are also thinking hard about how to go about their new life.