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He Songbai was afraid that his grandmother would be too worried,
The next morning, everyone went to work,
He dragged his two lame legs to the old lady's room to talk to her. Sister He also carried her out to bask in the sun after she came back from work. The siblings were frightened by her wailing last night. In the next few days, the old lady felt the extraordinary care of her granddaughter and grandson,
She was in a good mood.
Zhao Lanxiang came back from work and washed her hands by the well,
She applied the snowflake cream on her palms and rubbed it back and forth. The soft and greasy lotion touched the woman's skin,
There was a faint fragrance.
After He Songbai fell ill, she had to work obediently,
This labor, which was worth ten work points, was simply too heavy for Zhao Lanxiang's frail shoulders to bear.
Zhao Lanxiang finished applying the moist snowflake cream,
Suddenly, she heard Granny Li shout coldly.
"Come here!"
She was stunned and pointed at her nose and asked, "Me?"
Granny Li responded with an expressionless face,
Then Sister He smiled and waved at Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang hurried over, and Granny Li asked her granddaughter to carry her back to the house.
Zhao Lanxiang followed into the house. Granny Li took out a piece of paper from the cabinet and wrote a line of words with trembling hands,
After writing, she crumpled it into a ball and threw it to Zhao Lanxiang.
She opened her mouth and said,
"Go out."
Her voice was extremely hoarse.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the old lady's muddy eyes that were almost narrowed into a slit,
She felt the indifference and insight in the eyes that were covered with a layer of fog. She suddenly felt that He Songbai's grandmother had a lot of personality.
Zhao Lanxiang wondered if the old lady would still maintain such a cool expression if she confessed to the old lady that she was dating her precious grandson.
However... this thought was just a thought. Zhao Lanxiang didn't ask He Songbai for permission,
She wouldn't easily leak this news to his respected grandmother.
Zhao Lanxiang went forward and picked up the note,
She stuffed it into her pocket.
She asked, "Granny, do you like porridge or rice?"
Granny Li lay down on the bed in a huff.
She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. What she responded to Zhao Lanxiang was her silent back.
There was a bulge on the bed, and the old woman's legs were exposed under the thin quilt. Her deformed leg was always wrapped in a piece of cloth to hide her embarrassment. However, when she was sleeping, the cloth fell off and could no longer cover them completely. Her two three-inch golden lotuses were wearing children's socks, which were densely patched. Facing this pitiful and miserable elder, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't even feel the slightest bit of dissatisfaction.
In the evening, Zhao Lanxiang took out her clothes after taking a shower. When she was washing them, she found the note again. She took it under the lampstand and struggled to recognize it.
"A hundred steps northeast of Ox-Horn Mountain, under the locust tree."
Zhao Lanxiang frowned and looked at it for a long time. He picked up a towel to dry his wet hair and quickly threw the note into the cupboard.
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Time flew by quickly. He Songbai's simple and boring days of recuperation were about to come to an end. The fixed wooden planks on his hands and feet had already been removed. The self-criticism meeting for him and the eight "discipline disrupters" led by Pan Huayu had also arrived.
On this day, the important "officers" of the Party branch and the committee of Hezi Village sat in their chairs seriously with their backs straight. The common people stood behind them. The Party Secretary Li Dehong used his thumb to wet his saliva on the paper. He rolled a tobacco and smoked silently in his seat. Li Dali's face was also dark. He looked straight at the "platform" in front of him.
It was too shameful!
The people from Hezitun's First Production Brigade and Second Production Brigade had arrived. The crowd below the stage surged. Some people stretched their necks to look at the stage in high spirits, while some yawned out of boredom and wanted to go back to sleep with their wives. Most of them were expressionless and gloating.
Zhao Lanxiang followed behind He Songbai. There were already several people in front of her who had finished their self-criticism. When Zhao Lanxiang arrived, it was Pan Huayu's turn to self-criticism.
A middle-aged man in his thirties spoke in a loud voice with a slight sense of shame.
"I've made a self-criticism. I promise that I won't fight in the future, and I won't get angry with bad people. Their thinking is backward. We should use the heart of improvement to influence them. Here, I apologize to Brother He because I was wrong to hit him. "
After he finished speaking, there was sparse applause from the crowd.
He Songbai was ready to go up. Zhao Lanxiang was a little angry when he heard Pan Yuhua's self-criticism.
Damn, this kind of apology was really sincere.
He Songbai walked up to the "platform" without saying a word.
He began to speak: "Party branch, Revolutionary Committee, I'm a member of Hezi Village's First Production Brigade, He Songbai. I'm here to make a profound self-criticism for my mistakes. I was born in a backward landlord family … "
There was a burst of boos from the crowd. A piece of rotten vegetable leaf hit him.
He Songbai didn't care at all and continued: "I'm grateful to the Party for not giving up on me. I'm grateful to the Party for giving me a chance to turn over a new leaf. I cherish this hard-won opportunity, and I've decided to work hard for the rest of my life to repay the Party … "
As he spoke, the rotten vegetable leaf was thrown up again. If it was in an era where there were sufficient supplies, there might even be rotten eggs thrown! Unfortunately, He Songbai didn't have such a precious opportunity to have rotten eggs thrown at him. He was suddenly splashed with an unknown substance, and the thick stench surrounded him.
He Songbai wiped his face easily and continued: "The Chairman once said, 'The house should be cleaned often. If it's not cleaned, it will be covered with dust. The face should be washed often. If it's not washed, it will be covered with dust.' I've deeply realized my mistakes, and I'm always reflecting on it. I'm grateful to the Party for its tolerance. I'm willing to accept punishment, and I hope that I can devote myself to production in the future! Thank you, Captain Li Dali, for your help! "
His young and deep voice traveled far and wide. It was a little agitated, and many people who heard it could not help but look deeply at him. Well said. To be able to quote the chairman's words, he must be a person who often learned the right way of thinking. Li Dali was also one of them.
After He Songbai finished speaking, there was also sparse applause below, but it was slightly louder than the previous one.
Zhao Lanxiang wasn't short, and she could still see the man's small shadow occasionally jumping behind the crowd. When she saw this scene, she felt extremely distressed.
He quickly came down from the stage and quickly left the crowd. Because he was too fast, his legs weren't fully recovered yet, and he was still limping a little.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't dare to chase after him immediately. She waited until he disappeared before slowly walking back to the He family's house.
When she reached a place where there was no one, Zhao Lanxiang broke into a run.
She was a person with two healthy legs, but she couldn't outrun a cripple!
After running for a long time, Zhao Lanxiang finally saw a figure. She shouted breathlessly, "Why are you running so fast?"
The 'black dot' in front of her stopped and rushed forward without hesitation.
Zhao Lanxiang gritted her teeth and ran hard to catch up to He Songbai. "Why aren't you saying anything?"
He Songbai stopped and said helplessly, "Don't follow me."
He suddenly broke into a run and ran far away before jumping into the clear river, creating a high splash.
Zhao Lanxiang suddenly stopped in her tracks. She squatted down and looked at the black head that popped out. "Why did you jump into the river? You did a good job reflecting on yourself just now."
The word "ah" was stuck in her throat and a faint stench drifted over.
He Songbai dived into the water and vigorously rubbed his face before swimming to the shore.
He raised his sharp eyebrows and said fiercely, "Why aren't you leaving? Do you want to watch me shower? I'm going to take off my clothes … "
Zhao Lanxiang watched as he really took off his clothes and her cheeks suddenly flushed red.
She stood up and stomped her feet before turning to leave.
He Songbai let out a sigh of relief. He was really scared of her.
After the woman left, He Songbai was relieved and lifted his clothes to rub his body. He then used his palms to scoop up some water and vigorously rubbed it on his face. After rubbing his face, he rubbed his hair until his wheat colored face was completely red and only a layer of skin was left.
It was so dirty that even he disliked it.
After rubbing for a while, he raised his head and used his palms to wipe his face. When he opened his eyes, he was so scared that his limbs almost cramped and he almost sank to the bottom of the river.
He saw that the woman who originally left had returned. She stood on the shore with a red face and pretended to be calm as she asked, "Where did you put your clothes after taking off?"
"I brought bath beans. I'll help you rub them."
He Songbai's body was burning from being stared at like he was being burned by a raging fire. He held it in for a long time before saying, "Little hooligan."
His ears immediately turned red and he hurriedly used the river water to cover his thin and weak body.
Zhao Lanxiang looked around and quickly found his tattered clothes. She didn't mind that it was dirty and smelly. She took out the bath beans and wrung out some foam before nimbly rubbing his clothes by the river.
He Songbai's dark eyes were so dark that it was almost dripping oil. He had actually already rubbed his clothes clean from inside out, including the soles of his feet. He was just waiting to wear his clothes.
After Zhao Lanxiang finished washing them, she wrung them neatly and folded them before hanging them on the grass. She then turned around and disappeared.
After He Song Bai watched them leave, he grabbed his clothes at an inconceivable speed, as if his butt was on fire, and put them on.
… …
After Pan Yuhua finished her self-reflection, she left with her wife in shame.
Aunt Pan said proudly, "I've finally helped you vent your anger."
"Li Er and Li San brought a bucket of urine over. Then, hehehehe, did you see that? Did you vent your anger …" She smiled wretchedly and looked extremely pleased.
His wife's words didn't make Pan Yuhua feel any better because he had just made a self-reflection in front of everyone in Hezi Village and accepted the party secretary's punishment! At this moment, his heart was still suffering. While he regretted it, he also hated Old Second He even more.
He had accumulated a clean reputation for half his life, but just like that, he was labeled as a "saboteur".
Pan Yuhua said with a dark face, "Don't say anymore. Let's go home."
Aunt Pan said, "I don't know where that heartless second sister is hiding. She just came back from school. I just saw her at the self-reflection meeting. You were suspended because of her, but she didn't even come over to comfort you!"
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