Travel through 70 and take brothers and sisters to the countryside together

Wen Lei's words made Yuan Jian suddenly shiver, and he stared blankly at his relatives not far away. Although he was lying on the ground in humiliation, he felt obviously relieved and took a breath.

"I don't have time to argue with you. Grandpa and the others are still suffering there. If you can, just adjust your facial expressions. If you can't, just stay here and don't ask me any questions. I don't have time now. I don’t have the patience to tell you so many things, but if you can, just follow me, if you can’t, just protect yourself and Yuan Yuan.”

Wen Lei really didn't have the patience to lecture Yuan Jian at this time. The scene not far away stung her from the 21st century. Not to mention the blood-connected relatives lying on the ground over there, even the other strangers she didn't know. It hurt Wen Lei's body and mind.

Letting go of Yuan Jian's hand, Wen Lei took out a speaker that looked like a speaker from this era from her bag, actually from the space.

"Down with all the demons and monsters! Fight the class elements to the end!"

The loudspeaker, which does not belong to this era, echoed clearly in this noisy street. The whole street fell into a moment of tranquility.

Wen Lei saw Yuan Jian's shocked expression out of the corner of her eye, and adjusted instantly after receiving her look.

Looking at Yuan Jian's cold face, his eyes were lowered, and there was a deathly silence around him. Fortunately, his eyes were not wide open. Although he could not meet the requirements she wanted, Wen Hui thought in her heart that he could barely pass.

Dragging Yuan Jian into the crowd, the vibrating sound of the loudspeaker drowned out the crazy slogans of the surrounding boys and girls wearing red armbands.

"Yuan Yi, Yuan Tian, ​​Zhuo Hongxiu, and He Zhen, hereby formally and solemnly inform you that I, Wen Lei, my mother Wen Huilian, and Yuan Jian by my side will completely draw a line with you and sever all relations!"

Wen Lei spoke generously and when she swore an oath through the loudspeaker, she accidentally trampled on a few figures that she clearly remembered. Yuan Jian followed her closely and clearly saw Wen Lei and people who had accidentally bumped into or stepped on. Yuan Yi felt that the suffocation in his heart was a little loosened.

Wen Lei and Yuan Jian, who seemed to be overly excited about righteousness and annihilation, rushed to their grandparents regardless of the obstruction. Yuan Jian felt that his sister was trying hard to push the crowd away from his grandparents and parents. In an instant, he also found the direction of his efforts and fully cooperated with Wen Lei's repeated advances and retreats.

The crowd suddenly became more crowded, Wen Lei raised the loudspeaker high!

"Comrades, please don't be crowded. High-quality, highly-aware socialist successors, pay attention to our quality! We, the proletariat, always pay attention to stay vigilant and fight against all evil spirits. At the same time, we must always be vigilant about any unscrupulous elements around you, those so-called If your relatives and friends do not have high ideological consciousness, draw clear boundaries on all of them. Always remember the Party's "Three Disciplines and Eight Attentions"."

Wen Lei clearly knew that her seemingly passionate speech had already attracted many cryptic looks. But she had no other choice now. She could only rush forward with a firm head, trying to give her grandparents and the big guys who fell on the ground a buffer time. If the danger is really too much, the worst thing is to knock Yuan Jian and Yuan Yuan unconscious and bring them into the space. They should be able to escape safely.

Lei felt a strong dark gaze staring at her. She suddenly raised her head, stared at that gaze, and then suddenly smiled.

"That comrade, that is to say, you, if you feel that what I said is wrong, please point it out. Point it out generously. As a proletarian and a successor to socialism, there must be no bias in our thoughts and consciousness. I Be firm in your ideals, revolution first and then production! You will also have the courage to admit and face any ideological consciousness that cannot be improved. I think you don’t seem to agree with my ideas. I, Wen Lei, sincerely ask for your advice and ask you to guide me in moving forward. direction!"

Wen Lei stared intently at the man with dark eyes, looking at his downcast eyes. Wen Lei clearly felt that he was a poisonous snake in the gutter, and thought that before leaving Beijing, she must take good care of him.

"On behalf of the broad masses of the people, I ask you a serious question: Do you know that you have seriously hindered our schedule and hindered our direction? This is not a strict platform for your individualism, but the revolutionary line of the people. .

Some of your individualistic behaviors made our trip full of twists and turns. Your behavior makes us feel confused and helpless, and I feel very sorry for it.

Secondly, your behavior has seriously hindered our direction of progress, and your individualistic behavior has brought us confusion and uncertainty in the direction. We don’t know how to move forward because we have been misled by your actions.

On behalf of the broad masses of the people, I appeal to you to stop your individualistic behavior and respect the progress of the masses. Not to pursue your personal ideals. "

Wen Lei's heart was full of grass and mud, and while she was cursing in her heart, her face was extremely solemn, and she bowed deeply to him three times.

"Thank you comrade for your selfless advice. Can you tell me your name? I hope I can learn from you if I have the opportunity. I just saw them all falling to the ground and didn't get up. I really didn't want to delay everyone's schedule. I was wrong. I ask the masses to give me a chance to raise my awareness, and more importantly, comrades, please give me more opportunities to learn from you. Leave me your home address and name!"

After Wen Lei finished speaking, she took out a notebook and pen from her bag and walked straight to the man. With her narrowed eyes, she warned him unabashedly, "I'm going to have a hard time with you. I must let you know why the flowers are so red."

The man was in a daze for a moment and couldn't help but write down his name and home address.

No. 38 Tuwei Hutong will be civilized.

It’s true that a rabbit’s tail can’t grow long! Wen Lei thought secretly, but exclaimed, "Jiang Wenming, a good name, Jiang Wenming knows how to be polite! Good! I must learn from Comrade Jiang Wenming! The names are more meaningful than ours! What a good comrade!"

Jiang Wenming looked at the little girl in front of him and shuddered for no reason. He suddenly felt like he was being targeted by a jackal, tiger or leopard.

With a cold look, he looked at Yuan Yi and the others who had already gotten up from the ground, and glanced at the group of people parading in the street one by one. Suddenly he felt that these once high-ranking bosses were the ones he looked up to before, and none of these people had complicated relationships. If someone behind them secretly made a stumbling block for him, he would probably face the danger of his family being destroyed. For the first time, it feels civilized and maybe obeying the orders of those people is not necessarily a good thing.

Wen Lei clearly saw Jiang Wenming's gaze, and felt the uneasiness and panic deep in his heart from his slightly changed expression. Even Yuan Jian beside her felt the subtle changes in Jiang Wenming's heart.

Wen Lei and Yuan Jian moved invisibly, and the big guys from all walks of life who had fallen on the ground also stood up, watching them hunched over, heads lowered, and slowly dragging their limbs forward. Wen Lei opened her eyes fiercely, raised her head and forced the tears that welled up on the tip of her sour nose to flow back.

As the parade slowly advanced, Wen Lei's quiet loudspeaker began to echo in the street before the Red Guards' slogans could be heard.

Every revolutionary soldier must remember

Three Disciplines and Eight Attentions

First, only by following the command and working in unison can we win.

Second, I don’t take anything away from the masses. The masses support and like me.

Third, all seizures must be returned to the public and efforts should be made to reduce the burden on the people. Three major disciplines. We must pay attention to the eight points. Never forget that first, the attitude of speaking must be harmonious, respect the people, and do not be arrogant. Second, the buying and selling price must be fair. Public buying and selling are not allowed. Third, be overbearing. Borrow something after using it and return it in person. Don’t lose it. Fourth, if something is damaged, you will be compensated according to the price.

Fifth, hitting and swearing are not allowed. The warlord style must be resolutely overcome. Sixth, protect the masses during the crop march and pay attention to it everywhere. Seventh, molesting women is not allowed and gangster habits must be eradicated. Eighth, no abuse of captured soldiers is allowed. Beating and scolding are not allowed. No pockets are allowed. Everyone must observe discipline. We must consciously supervise each other and never violate revolutionary disciplines and rules. We must remember clearly that the people's soldiers love the people and defend the motherland at all times and move forward forever.

Wen Lei's loud singing echoed everywhere. I don't know if it was because of the silence of civilization, or if it aroused resonance, or if those red armbands did not dare to openly criticize the red songs of this era, let alone if it was from Yuan Jian beside me. The crowd started to echo, and there were also relatives and friends parading in the crowd. Slowly, the whole street sang "Three Disciplines, Eight Attentions" along with Wen Lei.