fingers of musicians

Standing in front of the fence, He Yulou looked down at Wen Yuean who was sitting in a wheelchair, and slowly took off a glove.

Wen Yuean's tears flowed down silently, he stretched out a hand, trembling, wanting to touch He Yulou's fingers.

out of reach.

The audience was still silent.

Zhong Guanbai saw that scene from a distance, he saw He Yulou's hand, the phalanges were deformed, the fingers were covered with terrible old scars, and the end of the little finger was missing.

The next moment, Zhong Guanbai looked at Lu Zaoqiu.

On Lu Zaoqiu's finger was a thin white bandage rewrapped after hearing loss, and he still maintained this habit after most of his hearing recovered.He was also looking at Zhong Guanbai with tender eyes.

Zhong Guanbai suddenly wanted to touch the scars on his hands.

But not yet, "Ode to the Autumn Wind" stopped at the Mid-Autumn Festival in the year of Yisi, but Wen Yue'an's memoir did not.

Zhong Guanbai raised his hand again, and he wanted to replay this song "Ode to the Autumn Wind" for everyone to listen to.

There are so many dusty pasts in this world, no matter what method is used, someone has to open a corner and face the dried blood under the prosperity.

Bingwu year, summer.

He Yuge tried his best to straighten his slightly curly hair and cut it to the ears.She said that she wanted to break with capitalism and rebel with other Red Guards.

During that time, Gu Jiapei asked her to study, and she said, "The college entrance examination is gone, so what else should I study? Revolution comes first."

Gu Jiapei's complexion was not good-looking, her thin eyebrows were twisted together, and her crescent-like eyes were full of worry: "Revolution... Yuge, do you know what you are going to do?"

He Yuge didn't know what to do, so she had no choice but to say: "It's just a revolution. All the girls from the girls' middle school participated, so you can't go wrong if you follow everyone."

If Gu Jiapei refused, she would say, "Mom, you can't separate yourself from the masses, and you can't counter-revolution."

He Yuge liked this sentence.

In fact, she doesn't fully understand this sentence, but she knows that this sentence is easy to use and can win every battle.

She didn't know what the others were doing until she got to school.

Several school leaders of the women's middle school were tied to the flag-raising platform, and several female high school students in school uniforms and red armbands waved copper-headed belts.

The faces of several school leaders were already covered with blood marks, especially the principal, who was almost passed out from the beating.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead." A girl with two braids grabbed the headmaster's hair and knocked her head on the flagpole, "Tell me, why did you say that you don't care about anything in the classroom when there is a fire, hurry up get away?"

The headmaster has been asked this question too many times, the corners of her mouth are full of blood foam, she is unconscious, and she still answers mechanically: "I was wrong, I was wrong, we should rescue the portrait of the chairman hanging in the classroom first." , can't escape, can't escape... I don't have counter-revolutionaries..."

"Two Brushes" raised his hand and whipped again, hitting the principal in the eye: "If you still dare to defend yourself, even if it is not the current counter-revolution, it is also a historical counter-revolution!"

She played for a while, and when she got tired, she called a braided girl to take over.

"Hey, Yuge, you're here." Another girl who was beating someone turned around, it was He Yuge's classmate, she wiped the sweat off her face, and handed the belt to He Yuge, "You go."

He Yuge took the belt, but she was a little scared in her heart, she was afraid of the broken flesh in front of her eyes.These people who were bound and kneeling on the ground had been beaten beyond recognition, and it was horrible. If she hadn't heard the scolding of others, she could hardly tell who was who just looking at the swollen and bleeding faces.

"He Yuge, what are you still doing?" the girl urged.

Others also turned their heads to look at He Yuge.

"He Yuge, you don't belong with these counter-revolutionary leaders, do you?"

"That's not it!" He Yuge rolled up his sleeves and raised his belt.

With that whip, a piece of the scalp of the female teacher in front of her was scraped off, and she fell to the ground crying in pain.

Others applauded, saying that this is the way to deal with the enemies of the revolution.

"The one surnamed Li is pretending to be dead again!" "Twist Braid" shouted.

Several people rushed up and knocked the principal's head on the flagpole again, but this time, no one responded at all.Several girls under the flag-raising stage said that they went to fetch water and splashed people awake.

When the water came, "Twist Braid" picked up the bucket and poured all his brains on the principal's head.

The red water flowed down from the headmaster, gurgling all over the ground.The swollen body was still slumped to the ground without any response.

"It's not really dead, is it?" A girl hesitated.

"Two brushes" took the belt and pumped it a few more times, but the principal's body still remained motionless.

"Really dead?"

"What should we do now?"

A teacher kneeling next to him said weakly: "Send it to the hospital, send it to the hospital..."

"Two brushes" hit the teacher on the head with a belt: "Who told you to talk?" She smoked several times in a row before giving up, and said to the other students, "Take Li to the hospital first." Go on. You guys continue to criticize, and I will go with them."

It was almost evening when these students came back empty-handed and did not bring the principal back with them.

"Twist Braid" asked: "How is it? Are you really dead?"

"Two Brushes" said: "Dead. The family took it back."

He Yuge loosened his hand, and the copper-headed belt fell to the ground: "...Dead?"

"Two Brushes" looked at He Yuge and snorted, "Are you scared?"

He Yuge quickly picked up the belt: "...No."

"Two brushes" said: "We young revolutionaries, no one needs to be afraid. Let me tell you, the family members took him back honestly, and they didn't even dare to fart."

A girl hesitated and said, "Family...won't you ask?"

"Two Brushes" said proudly: "The doctor issued a death certificate. We told the doctor that he had to write: Unknown on the cause of death line. If he didn't write it, it would hinder our revolution. He is the one who criticizes."

"But, it's all beaten up like that, and the eyes are blinded. Can't the family members see it?"

Another student who went with him said impatiently: "Don't ask! Mother-in-law, how can you make a revolution?"

"Two brushes" said: "That's right. Besides, if the family members dare to counter-revolution, we will criticize and fight!" She raised her fist and shouted, "Revolution requires both literary and military struggles, and revolution will bleed!"

Her voice was exciting, and the others raised their fists and shouted: "Revolution requires literary and military combat, and revolution will bleed!"

He Yuge also raised her sore arm and shouted slogans.

Under the flag-raising platform, this group of young and vigorous lives was shining brightly by the setting sun.

At that moment, under the golden sunlight and amidst the loud slogans, He Yuge, who was a little uncomfortable at first, suddenly felt like everyone else that everything they did was correct. They controlled the direction of history, they eliminated the enemy, The world is theirs after all, and they are hope itself.

It was almost dark before He Yuge returned home.

Gu Jiapei finished the meal and was serving it outside: "Yuge is back. The only thing missing is Shenping. What time is it, and I haven't come back yet."

He Yuge was exhausted and wished he could find a place to lie down quickly.

Before I found it, the door of the house was banged with a "snap".

With a plate in her hand, Gu Jiapei called, "Yu Pavilion, go and open the door."

He Yuge complained: "Why doesn't my dad bring the key himself?"

He Yulou sneered, "Will Dad knock on the door like a drum?"

He Yuge glared at him: "It must be your classmate, you go and drive."

He Yulou: "No."

He Yuge: "Then I won't go either."

A young male voice sounded outside the door: "Is anyone home?"

He Yuge winked at He Yulou triumphantly: "We don't have any boys among our girls, you go and drive."

The people outside the door continued to shout: "Is this He Shenping's family? Are there any family members?"

When He Yulou heard it, he thought it was a serious matter, so he ran to open the door.He Yuge also followed.

As soon as the door opened, there were two boys who looked like college students standing outside, wearing the same student uniform and red armbands as He Yuge.

The two boys first looked at the living room of the He family, and one said: "It really is a capitalist roader, and sooner or later he will have to raid his house."

He Yuge said: "Hey, what are you talking about?"

The boy took a look at her attire: "I think you are also a red heart, but the family background is not good. Have you drawn a clear line?"

How can He Yuge allow others to say this about her: "Who are you saying is not good?"

He Yulou blocked He Yuge behind him, and said expressionlessly, "What's the matter?"

The boy first looked at He Yuge and said, "He Shenping is an old rightist. He has been sent down a long time ago, and now he still wants to suppress the student revolution. He is a college leader like a black-line dictatorship of literature and art. He is the first to criticize. You too Revolutionary young general, you should be clear." After he finished speaking, he looked at He Yulou again, "We are here to inform He Shenping's family that he is in the hospital, you go and pick him up."

Gu Jiapei heard a voice from a distance in the kitchen, and rushed out: "Hospital? Why are you in the hospital? What happened to Shen Ping?"

The boy outside the door did not answer, but reported the address of a hospital: "You go and pick it up. But I warn you, the fire of fire can start a prairie fire, and the fire of revolution has just been ignited. If you try to extinguish the fire of revolution, then They are counter-revolutionaries and criminals of history.”

The two boys left after talking.

Gu Jiapei walked outside without even taking off her apron: "I'm going to the hospital."

He Yulou said, "I'll go too."

He Yuge has been stunned since the boy said the word "hospital" just now, her face was pale and she was covered in cold sweat.

Gu Jiapei said: "Yulou takes care of Yue'an at home. Yuge will go with me."

He Yuge stood where he was, as if he couldn't hear anything.

Gu Jiapei turned her head and shouted to He Yuge, "Hurry up, Yuge."

He Yuge suddenly burst into tears like crazy, crying and shouting: "I won't go, I won't go to the hospital, I won't go..."

Wen Yue'an said: "Senior brother accompanied Mr. Gu to the hospital, don't need to look at me."

Gu Jiapei nodded, ignoring He Yuge's abnormality, and hurried to the hospital with He Yulou.