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In an ordinary village in the mountains, a loudspeaker shouted impassionedly: "Supreme directive! Supreme directive! Workers, peasants and soldiers, comrades Red Guards, we must get rid of the old ideas and old ideas created by the exploiting classes for thousands of years that poison the people.

Culture, old customs, old habits, defeat everything..."

On the weather-mottled blue brick walls of the village ancestral hall, slogans such as "Down with feudal theocracy, down with feudal clan power" and "Oppressed working people unite" are posted everywhere.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, two women were wearing single clothes and blue cloth wrapped around their heads. They were looking around with very nervous expressions.

The doors and windows in the ancestral hall were closed, the burning rosin torches exuded a pungent smell, and the wooden tablets for ancestors' memorial tablets behind the offering table were densely packed, almost reaching the roof.

Above the ancestral hall, little things that could not be distinguished as bats or nightingales were circling in groups.

In the middle of the ancestral hall, a young girl was tied up on a pile of pine trees. Outside the pile of pine trees, there were about twenty people holding torches and their heads wrapped in blue cloth.

An old woman with wrinkled face stood hunched in the middle of the crowd, holding a dark disk in her hands, and her cloudy eyes stared indifferently at the girl on the pile of wood.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door, and the wooden door of the ancestral hall was banged.

"Go away. You are working for the reactionary patriarch. You are counterrevolutionary and an enemy of the people. You will definitely not end well!"

"Down with the reactionary clan power!"

Before anyone in the ancestral hall could react, the two women guarding the gate stumbled and were pushed into the gate, and more than thirty young people wearing military caps and grass-green military uniforms broke in.

The young man at the head was wearing black-rimmed glasses. After looking around, he raised the quotation in his hand: "Comrades, have you seen it? In order to consolidate their reactionary rule, the exploiting class deceives, fools, anesthetizes the working people, and disregards human life.

We must do whatever it takes, and the broad masses of workers and peasants must unite and take action. All reactionaries will tremble in front of the power of the people!"

The old woman who looked like a patriarch couldn't help but stepped forward: "Zhou Shide, this is our family's matter, you bunch of outside educated youths are meddling in our own business."

The man named Zhou Shide looked disdainfully, raised his arms and shouted: "Look at these ghosts and snake gods, they dare to persecute the revolutionary masses at this time, trying to change the situation." Pointing to the patriarch, "Comrades, while you are saving people, arrest this reactionary old woman."

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A man and a woman stepped forward to rescue the girl on the pile of pine trees. Another man and a woman stepped forward and grabbed the old patriarch. They skillfully twisted his arms, pressed his neck and pulled him down hard. He instantly pulled him into an "airplane position", and then

Someone else stepped forward, put on the rope, and straightened it!

Zhou Shide nodded with satisfaction and walked straight forward, preparing to start a struggle on the spot in front of the altar table. On the one hand, he would attack the reactionaries and on the other hand, he would use this "living teaching material" to educate and mobilize the masses.

The people in the ancestral hall began to resist at this time. When Zhou Shide saw this, he shouted loudly: "Sweep these gangs of cows, ghosts, gods and snakes!"

The sound of collisions and broken jars began to be heard. Who knew who had set the firewood pile on fire? In an instant, the ancestral hall was filled with flames.



Ten minutes later, the old woman had a broken washbasin hung around her neck and a white paper hat with a red cross on it that read 'Feudal Theocratic Reactionary Xu Xiurong', but her hands were tightly holding it.

The dark disk protects the chest.

"Let's see! If you don't fight anything reactionary, it won't fall!" Zhou Shide shouted, and at the same time, he and several others took away the dark disc from the old woman's chest and threw it to the ground.

The faces of the people with tangled heads suddenly changed drastically, and the wrinkled face of the old woman also became extremely distorted, with fear in her eyes.

Tears began to gush out from her dry eyes. The old woman pointed at everyone, and her hoarse voice came out from her trembling lips, "Every one of you will have retribution!"

The bats and fireflies that had been hovering in groups above the ancestral hall suddenly dispersed.


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