The middle-aged man reproached Ding Fang for his words. With a "swish", everyone's eyes were focused on the middle-aged man. People all said: "He is also a member of the four old elements! He should also be the target of criticism."

Right? And he followed his master and did a lot of feudal superstitious activities!" Even if he himself would be arrested and criticized, the middle-aged man was not afraid at all.

Dingfang ignored the middle-aged man at all, and instead said to the crowd: "From now on, I will change my name. My name will not be Dingfang. My name must be revolutionary, and it must not contain titles, titles, or revisions."

Color! I now change my name to Long March!"

When all the Red Guards heard this, they couldn't help but shout: "Okay! Okay! Great!" The rebel leader said: "Great! Zheng Dingfang, no! Zheng Changzheng, you did a great job! You are worthy of being an ideological leader.

Comrade with extremely high consciousness! We must learn from Comrade Zheng Changzheng!" People shouted: "Okay! Good!"

"Damn it!" The middle-aged man's fists were clenched tightly. He knew that his junior brother had even changed his name, so how could he convince him? He wanted to go forward and teach the old man a lesson, but the old man kept shaking his head at the middle-aged man.

He signaled the middle-aged man not to move, and the middle-aged man finally had no choice but to hold back.

The old man was being criticized. He was breathing heavily and seemed very uncomfortable. The middle-aged man supported him, nudged him repeatedly to help him catch his breath, and asked: "Master, are you okay?"

The old man said: "Stop Dingfang! Don't let Dingfang destroy the temple! If Dingfang destroys the temple, he will be in trouble in the future! Absolutely not! Stop him! After all, he is from my family, and he has learned from me.

Something! There will be retribution for destroying the temple in the future! We can’t let him go!”

The middle-aged man asked: "Master, don't you blame him?" The old man's face was full of tears: "He is my son! How can I blame him? Even if he beat me to death, I can't hate him! I don't hate him either.

I am willing to give birth to a son in my old age. I used to tell fortunes.

I originally had no children, but I had this son because of my many evil deeds. However, because I did a lot of evil in my last life, and this son was killed by me in my last life, so it is his destiny to come to collect debts in this life! It can’t be blamed!

It’s not to blame! Children are all debts!”

"Master! Woohoo..." the middle-aged man cried. The old man said in a pleading tone: "Help me stop him! Don't let him destroy the temple! Okay?" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

Say: "Okay! Master! I will do it!"

The old man whispered: "There is a secret book hidden in the soil under my bed. In it are the secrets of Taoism, such as summoning souls, summoning objects, summoning spirits, eliminating ghosts, etc., and they are passed on to you! You must keep the secret book well.

! What a pity, you and I are master and disciple, but I have nothing to help you... Master, think about it, I really feel sorry for you! You were originally an excellent martial artist but you surrendered to me. I really don’t deserve to be yours.

Master..." The old man said with tears streaming down his face.

The middle-aged man cried: "No! Master, without you, how could I be here? If you hadn't saved my life, I would have died long ago! And you and I have been dependent on each other for many years. There is a saying that a day is a teacher for a lifetime.

Father! Junior brother..." As soon as he mentioned junior brother, the middle-aged man understood and said, "Okay! I will stop junior brother immediately!"

The old man warned again: "Remember! Take out that secret book and never let others destroy it! Remember! It must be passed on! Pass it on! It cannot be lost in the hands of my generation!" The middle-aged man nodded firmly.

He nodded, and he would definitely pass on the secret book passed down by the old man.

The middle-aged man also followed the old man's instructions and stopped his junior brother Dingfang from destroying the temple, but his junior brother Dingfang was very angry. He knew that it was his father who stopped him.

It happened to the old father. At this time, the criticism became more and more fierce, and Dingfang kept blaming the old father.

In the end, this kind father knew that he would be dragged out to be paraded and criticized again soon, and his son would also be affected. In addition, he was sick, and he didn't know how long he would live. He committed suicide.

The purpose is to let his son live a good life and no longer be affected by him. In addition, the secret book has also been passed on to the middle-aged man, so he has no regrets.

Dingfang did not expect that his father would hang himself for him. He lived in guilt. But the middle-aged man was captured by the Red Guards.

When Zhang Ling saw this scene, he felt strange and said, "What's going on? Why did I come to see this family? Oh! It's so miserable! A father died for his son! What's the use of Genghis Khan asking me to see this?"

"But Genghis Khan never showed up again.

Zhang Ling saw the camera turn and saw a group of young people holding red books high and shouting slogans: "Become one with the workers and peasants, narrow the three major differences, and transform the world view! We have both hands and are not free to live in the city. Good men go all over the world to work for us."

The new socialist China will change the world! Accept re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants!"

Zhang Ling was surprised, how could his soul consciousness come here? Wasn't he watching a family just now? Why did it come to this place again? Someone shouted: "The double robbery has begun! Everyone must work hard!" Tian Wei

When it was bright, I saw someone working in the rice field.

"Ha!" A middle-aged man seemed to be working very hard. He kept wiping his sweat, but there were people supervising his work. Zhang Ling thought of the history of his father's generation going to the mountains and countryside. Could it be that this scene was about going up and down the mountains?

Going to the countryside? Especially during the double-grabbing period of farm work, it is even more tiring! But going to the mountains and countryside is a matter for young people, so there is the term educated youth, and this is a middle-aged person, so he should not be an educated youth!

Zhang Ling took a look and saw, isn't this middle-aged man the same one he saw earlier? Why is he here again? I saw him being taken away by the Red Guards in the front, could it be that he was taken here again?

The camera turned again, and I saw this middle-aged man alone in a corner. Although he was covered in dust, he fell asleep as soon as he fell down. Then the camera switched again, and he saw this man huddled alone in the corner, surrounded by a group of educated youths.

They all received steaming dumplings brought by fellow villagers, so that these educated youths could eat well and have a good New Year.

These true feelings also warmed these educated youths and relieved them from the painful suffering of homesickness of "being a stranger in a foreign land, missing their relatives even more during the holidays".

But the middle-aged man did not have such rights. He could not even think about it. Who called him a member of the Four Old Elements? He was still huddled in the corner. An old man took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and brought a bowl to his side and put it down.

He left quickly. The middle-aged man looked at the old man gratefully and said: "Thank you!" The middle-aged man was very touched that the old man risked his life to bring him this bowl of dumplings. After all, he was the one he wanted to defeat!

The camera turned again, and the broadcast rang: "Comrades from the poor and lower-middle peasants, and comrades from the educated youth, after hearing the broadcast, please gather in the production teams and join the parade!"

As soon as the broadcast rang, people stood up one after another and gathered in twos and threes towards the production team to which they belonged. Even this middle-aged man was helplessly dragged along, but he didn't know what kind of fate was waiting for him.

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Chapter completed!