Chapter 44 Heaven and Hell
After staying in the hospital for half a month, Ah Lian followed Zhang Ping back home with their children. As soon as they returned to the village, every household set off firecrackers to celebrate the addition of a new child to their small village.
The Zhangren couple also tidied up the house inside and out, and then asked Alian to pass through the brazier, etc., and Alian also obeyed one by one.
Seeing A-Lian's lowered eyebrows, Zhangren and his wife were extremely satisfied with their daughter-in-law. They had completely regarded A-Lian's tantrums during pregnancy as a normal reaction of a woman during pregnancy.
When Zhang Ping saw Ah Lian like this, he began to accept her in his heart. After all, he was so kind. Kind people always easily forgive the mistakes made by others, which is why kind people are always easily let down.
Life seemed to have become peaceful all of a sudden, and Lin Jia no longer appeared in their lives, as if she had disappeared from the world.
Zhang Ping's career also slowly climbed up and he became a famous designer in the town.
A-Lian has also become like a good wife and mother, honoring her parents-in-law at home, taking care of the housework, and arranging almost everything in an orderly manner. Almost everyone in the village praised the Changping family for having a good daughter-in-law, Wangfu.
It can be said that the days are getting more and more prosperous as time goes by, and two or three years of such good days have passed in a flash, which made Zhangping once thought that he might spend the rest of his life like this.
But God's favorite joke is to knock you down from the sky when you are most satisfied.
After all, the founding ancestor was old and not as wise and mighty as when he was young. In addition, the person close to him was also an ambitious person. Under her instigation, the black armband movement that shook the country began.
Intellectuals were labeled as reactionaries one after another, and were either "revolutionized" or "dispatched". Those who had read the book all of a sudden were in danger. It was not that no one questioned this policy.
However, at this time, the Holy Ancestor was a god-like existence in the hearts of the people. Anyone who questioned him must be a reactionary element and would be shot if caught.
Zhang Ping was also involved in this wave and was labeled a leftist. The happy days of the past were gone forever.
That day was a nightmare that would never go away for Zhang Ping. Guards with black armbands rushed into their home and began to forcibly smash things in Zhang Ping's home, and even wanted to arrest Zhang Ping for interrogation.
Akira and his wife subconsciously wanted to stop them, but the guards with black armbands who kept following them explained that their son had always been a good and law-abiding man and had never participated in any reactionary behavior.
But the guards with black armbands don't care about you. You two farmers have the final say on guilt or innocence. You don't even know a few Chinese characters. If you say your son is not reactionary, then he is not reactionary?
Anyway, there is only one principle now, it is better to kill the wrong person than to let it go!
Zhang Ping was taken away, but Alian was watching from the side, as well as Zhang Weiguo, who was already three years old.
Seeing his father being kidnapped by others, Zhang Weiguo immediately burst into tears, but Ah Lian hugged him tightly and wouldn't let him get close.
There were many people gathered outside, all of whom were from Changping's hometown, but at this time they no longer had the same hatred and unity as in the past. Although there was unbearability in their eyes, no one stood up to say a few words for Zhangping at this time.
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A family that was originally happy in the eyes of others suddenly fell into pieces.
The sounds of crying, whispering, and cursing reached his ears, and Zhangping was confused. The world he was familiar with before began to fall apart like a dream, as if he had fallen into hell, making Zhangping feel cold all over.
He didn't know what would happen to him once he was captured and put on trial. Maybe he would be tortured to extract a confession, or maybe he would be shot directly?
He raised his head and glanced at the face of each person. The face of the black armband who captured him was full of anger, and there was fanaticism in his eyes, as if what he was doing was an extremely sacred thing.
The older folks around them had unbearable eyes and hesitated to speak, but in the end they said nothing. The younger ones, with complex faces on their faces, looked at their best friends since childhood. They felt that
Zhang Ping was not a reactionary, but the Holy Ancestor was wise and powerful. They all grew up listening to the stories of the Holy Ancestor, who saved the building from collapse. That legendary experience inspired countless young people and regarded him as an idol.
So they thought that such a wise and mighty Saint Ancestor was wrong, but they couldn't do it, so they were very confused.
Zhang Ping turned his eyes again and saw his parents kneeling on the ground crying, as well as his cheap son. His heart ached, and when he looked up, he saw an indifferent face.
There was no expression, as if the person who was taken away now was not his husband, but just an insignificant person. He was completely different from the virtuous and virtuous person he was at home before.
She has no feelings for herself?!
Everything she did before was just a pretense, just to be able to continue to stay in this family. In her eyes and heart, there was no family at all, only herself and the child she gave birth to.
"Take care of your parents!"
I don't know why, Zhang Ping only said this in the end, but after saying it, he felt even more uneasy. Now that something happened to him, Alian, a woman, would never be as obedient to him as before.
If she was just pretending before, she would have accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction in her heart, but she kept enduring it because she didn't have the strength to resist.
But now Zhang Ping has no way, because he was dragged away directly.
In prison, Zhang Ping was indeed subjected to strict interrogation, but Zhang Ping really had nothing to explain. Several months passed by.
Zhang Ping was pushed into a car, and most of the people in the car were people who had the same experience as him.
Everyone's face is numb, their eyes are downcast, and there is no light at all. Every day here is like a year, with physical torture and mental torture, making everyone suffer.
The light in my heart gradually extinguished due to this kind of destruction and turned into a walking zombie.
For example, Zhang Ping, in just a few months, looks like he has aged several dozen years. His face is stubbled, his hair is all glued together, and his whole body exudes the aura of twilight.
"Excuse me, where are we being dragged to now?" Zhang Ping asked.
No one spoke, everyone in the car lowered their heads in silence, and some were sobbing silently.
The atmosphere of sadness suddenly began to linger, and everyone began to sob silently, for themselves, for their parents, and for their miserable life in the future.
If they sacrifice themselves for their motherland and are tortured by the enemy, they may be able to bear it.
But now, they don't even know who the enemy is, or what they have committed, just because they have read a few more books.
And it is not others who torture them, but their own compatriots and their own motherland. But why is this happening? Why?
No one will answer them. The only thing they can do now is to obey the state's arrangements for them.
This arrangement is called decentralization or exile, and these people are sent to remote mountainous areas for ideological transformation, so that they can become part of the working people through labor.
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Time always flies, whether it is painful or happy, ten years have passed in the Black Armband Revolution. With the new leaders coming to power, the young people who were unjustly sent to various places have regained their reputation.
For those whose reputations have been restored, the first moments are filled with tears of pain. For themselves and for the years when innocent people were wrongly accused, they have parents and wives at home, and they rush home as soon as possible.
At this time, a foreigner came to Jiuping Township!
The outsiders were dressed simply, with full beards and dusty hats. They were dusty and looked like they had traveled a long way.
Chapter completed!