Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

Zhang Minghui cursed with a smile.

"These little bastards only know how to make mischief every day."

Cheng Xuewen did not smile, but spoke to Zhang Minghui with a serious face.

"Brother-in-law, why do I feel something is wrong? Look at the leader's words, doesn't it sound like the Japanese devils we saw in the movies?"

"Is there any enemy spies hiding in the village?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Weihong and Cheng Siyu's faces changed. It had only been a few years since the national liberation, and everyone had been influenced by propaganda since childhood and hated the Japanese devils to the core.

This is a national hatred.

Zhang Minghui heard his brother-in-law's words. He didn't expect him to be so attentive. He explained patiently.

"There are no Japanese devils in the village. I don't know which movie this kid learned this from. It's not like you haven't seen any anti-Japanese movies in recent years."

"I have already figured out the situation in this village. You don't have to worry."

The few of them put down their guard and slowly walked towards the village. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw a few older people chatting there.

Zhang Minghui had been to the village many times and he walked up to greet several people enthusiastically.

We didn’t chat much!

Zheng Duomo strode out of the village and started shouting from a distance.

"Why can't you come back again, you bastard? Are you missing those teachers?"

"Don't worry, they do the same job as me, Murakami, and they are in good spirits."

Zhang Minghui and a few others came to greet him with a smile, and when they came in front of Mr. Zheng, they introduced him one by one and gave him the letter of introduction they brought from the city.

After reading it, Zheng Duomo pointed at Zhang Minghui and scolded him with a laugh.

"You little bastard, you are really good at causing trouble for me. Our village has become your backyard. Just tell me how much trouble you have caused me."

Zhang Minghui went forward and hugged Mr. Zheng, then took out two bottles of Xifeng Liquor from the package and handed them over. Zheng Duomo was so happy that the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out, and he laughed and scolded.

"You kid, you still have some conscience. You know my boss likes this. Come with me, I will take you to see your family."

It seems like these two guys got along quite well when chatting, like they were close friends regardless of age difference.

After walking about three miles northeast of the village, the densely packed farmland appeared before them. There were quite a few people working in the fields, and there were women on the shore greeting them from time to time.

Let those working in the fields come up and have a drink of water.

After walking forward for another two or three minutes, Zheng Duomo pointed at several figures in the distance and said with a smile.

"All the teachers are working there. You guys go over there! I'm going back to the village to check on the guy who's in charge. Hey, that guy is so lazy. He stays at home every day because he hates the sun."

"You two can chat for a while, but don't let anyone know once you get to the village. Otherwise, the guards will find out."

Zhang Minghui and others nodded in agreement.

From a distance, when I saw people working in the fields, I really couldn't tell who was who.

After searching for a while, Cheng Xuewen, who had sharp eyes, spotted Cheng Lide and Yang Huixian at once and pointed at them excitedly.

"There. There."

Cheng Siyu and Cheng Xuewen shouted excitedly.

"Dad, mom."

The shouts made the people working in the fields turn their heads to check. Several figures stood up straight from the fields and looked at who was shouting.

Cheng Lide and Yang Huixian stood up, and when they saw Cheng Siyu and Cheng Xuewen in the distance, they showed surprise on their faces and walked out of the field excitedly.

While walking, he was talking to his colleagues.

"My son and daughter came over. I went to see if something serious happened at home."

The people working in the fields looked at Cheng Lide and his wife with envy. They knew that the village chief was very caring towards them, and they had heard the village chief say so in private.

"This place was found by Cheng Lide's son-in-law, and Murakami will take care of everyone. As long as everyone doesn't have any bad intentions, you can stay here with peace of mind."

The teachers are not stupid. They know that although the work here is a little harder, it is much better than anywhere else.

My children brought me a lot of news from the outside world. Many teachers in the city passed away due to mental trauma and physical failure.

He was exiled to another village, where no one from the village took care of him.

Life was extremely miserable.

Cheng Siyu and Cheng Xuewen put down their packages and trotted over to Cheng Lide and his wife. Zhang Minghui and Zhang Weihong also ran over.

Zheng Duomo looked at them from a distance, shook his head and sighed, then turned around and went to chat with the person who was in charge of these teachers.

I want to give Zhang Minghui and the others more time.

After Cheng Lide and Yang Huixian walked out of the fields, they saw their children running towards them, who excitedly threw themselves on them and spoke with satisfaction.

"Siyu and Xuewen, why are you here? Is there something big happening in the city again?"

Cheng Siyu threw herself into Yang Huixian's arms, tears streaming down her face. She saw that her parents had changed a lot recently, their bodies were dark and they had lost a lot of weight.

He no longer looks like an intellectual, but just an old farmer in the country.

Cheng Xuewen hugged his father without saying a word, but the excitement on his face was obvious.

Zhang Minghui ran over and shouted loudly.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, how are you doing recently? Nothing major has happened in the city. I mainly want Xuewen and Weihong to train in the countryside for two years."

Zhang Minghui looked at his father-in-law and mother-in-law. Although they were darker and thinner, they were in good spirits and their eyes were full of hope.

A few people walked to a big tree not far away and stood under the scorching sun to chat, which was a very stupid behavior.

When they came under the big tree, Cheng Lide and his wife sat down on the ground and asked Zhang Minghui and the others to sit down and have a rest.

Cheng Siyu's tears flowed down again. Seeing her mother, who used to be a lady from a noble family, now sitting on the ground like an old farmer in the countryside, she felt very sad.

Said with sobs.

"Mom, you've suffered. It's my unfilial daughter who can't help you."

Cheng Siyu suddenly threw herself into Yang Huixian's arms, tears streaming down her face.

Yang Huixian saw her daughter crying and knew that she felt sorry for her. She smiled gently and said softly.

"Be good, Siyu, don't cry. Don't think your mother is having a hard time. She is enjoying it now. I used to think that farming couldn't be that hard."

"It really fits the saying that what you learn from books is always shallow, and you must practice it yourself to fully understand it."

Cheng Lide beside him sighed and said with emotion.

"Minghui, farming in the countryside is not easy! You depend on the weather for your livelihood, you are exhausted every year, and you don't even get much food."

"The people above are right. Intellectuals should take the initiative to come down and exercise themselves. Let them experience it for themselves so that they will not blindly express their opinions."