MTL - Go Back To 1980 and Enjoy It-Chapter 295 60 years ago, motorcycles were in the limelight

Chapter 295: What happened 60 years ago, motorcycles stole the show

 Bobai County.

 Huandong Road.

 A large blue brick house with a courtyard.

An old man with a wrinkled face and gray hair was lying on a chair. He looked at his son, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, granddaughter, nephew, and niece in front of him. He sighed in his heart. It was a pity not to have grandchildren after all.

“Dad, you suddenly called us all back, what’s the matter?” The person asking the question was Liang Yunfei, the old man’s son. He is the director of Bobai Forest Farm and can be considered a well-known figure in the county.

The old man said calmly: "I feel that my time is coming, so I called you back to explain the funeral arrangements."

“Dad, what are you talking about? You will live a long life.” The speaker was Liang Yunfang, the old man’s daughter. She currently works in an industrial and commercial office in a certain township.

The old man shook his head and said: "I know my physical condition, and I probably won't be able to survive this year. The fortune teller said that there will be a hurdle for me at the age of 79, and it seems that it has come true."

"Grandpa, this is feudal superstition. If you feel unwell, let's go to the hospital for examination." The speaker was a young girl in her early twenties. She is the old man's only granddaughter Liang Yuqing, who is now living in Bobai Town. A primary school teacher.

 “Okay, let’s not mention this.”

The old man was lying on the chair, looking at the beams on the roof, recalling the extremely **** scene that happened 60 years ago, and said in a faint tone: "I haven't mentioned my ancestors to you in so many years, mainly because it is embarrassing! "

Everyone felt nervous when they heard this. Even though they knew that their father (grandfather, grandpa) was fine, they were all worried.

The bandits suffered a heavy loss and used local guns and artillery to bombard them. After the bombardment, they continued to launch new attacks, but they were all repulsed by the people in our village.

How could our village agree to such an unreasonable request? Naturally, we refused without hesitation.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present screamed in surprise. This turn of events was something they had never expected.

Then the bandit leader felt that he had lost face and was very angry, so he gathered dozens of "gang" gangsters and threatened to destroy our village.

 “The fight started!”

Liang Yuqing couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, did the fight start?"

“Those “suicide squads” only wore a pair of trousers and a red cloth belt around their waists. They held large knives and shouted to kill as they swarmed forward.”

The old man closed his eyes and recalled: "Our hometown is in Supo Village, Dungubao. On the 23rd of the first lunar month 60 years ago, in the middle of the night, San Zhuo'er and other bandit leaders led more than 3,000 people to attack our village. Surrounded by everyone, I was only 19 years old that year.”

At this point, the old man opened his eyes and explained the cause and effect by the way: "At that time, there were nearly 300 people in our village. The village had strong walls built with agarwood, bamboo, and wood. Moreover, the people in the village have been strong since ancient times. They were not afraid of these bandits. One month before these bandits came to besiege the village, the bandit leader sent a red slip (a notice demanding property), asking the villagers in our village to send a large amount of silver.

When everyone heard this, they began to feel nervous. 300 people versus 3,000 people, how could they fight?

There were 300 soldiers in the county government. When they arrived at Dalingwei, which was only 30 miles away from our village, they saw that the thieves were powerful, so they quickly retreated to the county government to save their lives. "

When Liang Yuqing heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little thump in her heart. She felt that something big was going to happen next.

"On the sixth night of this battle, the bandits had suffered heavy casualties and the attack was suspended. At midnight, a young man guarding the village saw no movement from the bandits, so he looked outside to observe. Unluckily, he was shot dead by the bandits. ”

 In fact, at the critical moment, our village also sent people to ask for help from Dungu Fort Dong, and asked him to ask the county government to send troops for rescue.

In this way, these bandits continued to attack for three days and three nights. As a result, they suffered heavy casualties. No bandit was able to cross the wall. During those three days and three nights, I also hacked to death a bandit with my own hands. "

Having said this, the old man closed his eyes in pain, and then continued: "In these six days and six nights of fighting, I killed three bandits with my own hands, but I didn't expect that my father who was greedy for life and afraid of death would secretly surrender to the bandits. , opened the small door and let the thieves in. "

 At that time, the villagers in our village were very bloody. They immediately took an oath with blood and determined to work together to resist the bandits and defend the village. "

The old man took a deep breath and calmed down before continuing: "The shouts of those bandits were regarded as farts by the people in our village. Soon the bandit leader sent two "vanguard death squads", each with about 30 people. Attack from both sides at the same time."

“At dawn, there were dozens of bandits shouting loudly around the village: If you don’t open the door to welcome them, you will be given double the amount of silver, and the village will be leveled immediately, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!”

Hearing this, Liang Yuqing turned pale with horror. More than 3,000 bandits surrounded the village. This was too scary.

Others also looked shocked. There were so many bandits surrounding the village, and it was scary just thinking about it.

The old man waved his hand and said: "Every year during the Qingming Festival, other families are busy worshiping their ancestors, but our family has never worshiped their ancestors. I have never even told you where our ancestors are. Originally, this secret, I planned to take it underground, but I thought a lot during this time and finally decided to tell you this secret."

Those bandits were smart, so they took the opportunity to use threats and inducements. On the second night..."

Liang Yunfei asked extremely curiously: "Dad, I asked you this question when I was a child, and you punished me. What secret is hidden in this?"

Others were also excited when they heard this. This was a battle that the old man had personally experienced. It sounded more real and attractive than those stories.

Liang Yunfei's blood boiled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but give high-fives. 300 people versus 3,000 people, although they had the advantage of defending the city, it was indeed a remarkable achievement. At the same time, he also applauded his father's courage to kill the bandits with his own hands. What a domineering thing it was.

 As for the eight nearby villages including Zhanwu and Xiangsitang, some villagers also temporarily moved into our village to avoid thieves. "

“We couldn’t capture our village even after attacking for three days and three nights. The bandit leader had nothing to do, so he had to send someone to Liang Shouqing, the big bandit leader in the north, for help, and asked Liang to come and take command.”

Just a moment ago, I was feeling excited about the villagers killing thieves, but in the blink of an eye, their grandfather (Grandpa Zeng) chose to join the thieves. Is there anything more embarrassing than this?

In the words of later generations, he was so embarrassed that he dug out three rooms and one living room with his feet.

“Dad, what’s going on?”

The old man continued to narrate: "After the bandits increased their numbers, they started to attack again. By that time, we had been fighting for three days and three nights. We were already exhausted and ran out of ammunition. But our village is full of heroes. As long as we haven't If you fall down, then continue to kill the thieves and repel the bandits' attacks again and again.

Recalling the scene that year, the old man sighed and said: "After the news of the young man's death spread, the relatives cried loudly. We had been guarding for so many days and there were no reinforcements. Everyone was holding on with willpower. With the crying, this person's heart becomes unstable.

 Others are also curious.

"ah?"

Liang Yunfei and his sister Liang Yunfang looked at each other. They had various guesses, but they never thought of this reason.

Although 60 years have passed, the scene from that year is still vivid in my mind. The old man said proudly: "Seeing these bandits attacking, the villagers in our village really didn't panic at all. They aimed their guns one by one, and the guns never went empty." The two "death squads" just met each other, and they were all hit, either dead or injured.

 Speaking of this, the old man showed a proud expression: "At that time, while strengthening the wall, we were making knives, spears, muskets, artillery and other weapons, and sent people to stand guard day and night to prevent sudden attacks by bandits.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

 But Nabaodong refused to save him and left.

The old man's voice was trembling: "At that time, the villagers rose up to resist, especially the two young men guarding the alley. They chopped down more than ten bandits until the blades were all curled up and they were no longer strong. They died at the hands of those bandits. under the knife.

 In the end, the whole village was outnumbered and captured by the bandits.

After the bandits broke into the village, they burned, killed, and looted. More than 280 people were killed in the village, and 8 people were captured. Only 7 of them jumped into the manure pit or lay among the corpses and survived. And I was the one who escaped. Lying among the dead bodies, he saved his life. "

Hearing this, everyone was silent!

After a while, Liang Yuqing asked carefully: "Grandpa, Zeng...Grandpa turned into a thief, and he didn't even care about your son? If there was an emergency at that time, then..."

The old man sneered and said: "He only has himself in his eyes. If he had discussed this matter with me in advance, I would definitely have stopped him. The village may still be captured in the end, and the fate of the villagers has not changed, but at least all of us have We tried our best, instead of causing such a tragedy because someone turned to the thieves.

Such an incident happened, and although all the villagers were almost dead, do I still have the nerve to return to the village? "

Liang Yunfei understood his father very well and sighed: "Grandpa, if he did such a thing, I would not be able to return to the village."

Liang Yunfang also had mixed feelings in her heart. Chinese people have had a heroic complex since ancient times and especially admired those heroes. It is indeed a shame to have a grandfather who is greedy for life and afraid of death. No wonder his father never mentioned his origin.

Liang Yuqing was really curious. Although she knew that her grandfather felt uncomfortable, she couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, have you seen Grandpa Zeng since that night?"

 The old man said calmly: "From that night on, I will treat him as dead."

Liang Yunfei asked: "Dad, do you want to take us back to our hometown to recognize our ancestors? We cannot blame other ancestors for what grandpa did."

Chinese people are all about returning fallen leaves to their roots. It is absolutely false to say that the old man does not want to go back to his hometown before the deadline. But when he thinks of what happened in the village and the nearly 300 lives lost, he feels ashamed to go back.

Liang Yuqing seemed to understand what her grandfather was thinking, and said: "Grandpa, you don't have to blame yourself too much. What Grandpa Zeng did has nothing to do with you. You didn't survive by surrendering to the thieves. You haven't had any problems since you left your hometown for decades." I've been there before, and I think you should go back and have a look.

Besides, 60 years have passed since the incident. Even those who survived by chance are probably dead. No one will know you when you go back. Unless we worship our ancestors' graves again, others will know about us. identity. "

The old man waved his hand and said: "It has been 60 years since we worshiped our ancestors. Now that your generation has stopped offering sacrifices to our ancestors, there is no point in worshiping our ancestors anymore. This is the retribution of our old Liang family. God has eyes. My The evil done by the father has been repaid by our descendants.”

He said this is well-founded. He gave birth to a total of five children, and in the end only one son and one daughter survived.

His son also gave birth to four children, and in the end only one daughter survived. What is this if not retribution?

Liang Yunfei couldn't help but look at each other when he heard this. Because they had lost three children in a row, they also somewhat believed in the theory of retribution. I didn’t know that my father was carrying such a secret before. I just thought it was because of bad feng shui in the family. Now I know that maybe the problem lies with his grandfather.

Of course, such mysterious things are just suspicions and can never be confirmed.

As a teacher, Liang Yuqing has experienced education in an era when people did not believe in evil. She does not believe in this kind of thing, but she will not refute her elders: "Grandpa, while everyone is here today, or let's go back together." Going to my hometown?”

 The old man pondered for a moment, and finally sighed and said: "Then let's go back and have a look together!"

 …

Dungu Township is located on the bank of Nanliu River in the southwest of Bobai County. Dunguwei is 27 kilometers away from the county seat.

Dungu Township is the highest area in the county and has famous peaks in the county such as Jiguanzhang, Liutangjing, Tiemaotou and Yunfeizhang. On both sides of the Nanliu River, there are many beautiful peaks, strange mountains and green water. Many scenic spots such as Yanshixian Bridge, the first of the eight scenic spots in the county, and the famous Yanshi Temple are among them. It is known as Bobai Xiaoyangshuo.

Liang Yunfei and Liang Yunfang, two siblings, have both been to Dungu Township. One has been to Yunfeizhang and the other to Yanshi Temple. However, they never dreamed that Dungu Township would be their hometown.

This time I came back with my elderly father. After knowing that this is my hometown, my mood is completely different from the first time I came here.

As for Liang Yuqing and others, they were just out of curiosity. It was their first time to visit Dungu Township. After the shuttle bus entered the Dungu area, they began to look around.

Although the old man surnamed Liang has not returned to his hometown for 60 years, and his hometown has changed a lot in the past 60 years, he has lived here for nearly 20 years, and the memory has long been engraved in the depths of his mind. After getting off the car, he took his family and walked towards the Supo Village in his memory.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the old man surnamed Liang took his family back to the Supo Village in his memory.

The Supo Village at this time was completely different from the Supo Village in his impression. The place where the village was was was converted into a village primary school. All the familiar buildings were gone. Compared with the mountain peaks and fields, the old man surnamed Liang did not dare to recognize that this was the Supo Village back then.

Liang Yunfei saw his father stopped here and kept looking, and couldn't help but ask: "Dad, is this..."

The old man surnamed Liang nodded, pointed to the primary school in front of him and said, "This is the village we were in back then."

Everyone was not surprised to see that this place had been converted into a primary school. After all, according to the account of the old man surnamed Liang, the total number of villagers and bandits who died in the battle that surrounded the village was estimated to be hundreds if not a thousand. If it were built Not many people dare to live in private residences.

  But if you change it to a school, you don’t have to worry about it. There is no evil place that the school cannot suppress.

Just like the Shuangwang Junior High School where Deng Yunhua and Deng Yunheng are studying now, it was actually the lair of Long Sanba, the leader of the bandits in the south of Bobai County during the Republic of China. There were many deaths there back then, but after it was converted into a junior high school, the whole school went smoothly. Later, it developed into one of the top junior high schools in the county, which was very impressive.

Although the village in his memory has disappeared, there are still many familiar mountains, forests and rivers around it. The old man surnamed Liang took his family to walk around and take a look, and when others asked about it, he would just find an excuse to deal with it.

After walking around for more than an hour, the old man surnamed Liang sighed and said: "We have seen everything we need to see, let's go back!"

Liang Yunfei asked: "Dad, don't you really want to go to the ancestral graves?"

The old man surnamed Liang shook his head and said: "I won't go. Anyway, I will go down to see the ancestors in a short time. I will explain to them then!"

Liang Yuqing continued: "Grandpa, don't say such depressing words. You are in good health now. You may not live to be a hundred years old, but you will have no problem living for another ten or eight years."

“Xiao Qing, my grandfather has lived a long life at his age. Those friends in the village have been gone for 60 years. It’s time for me to go down and find them.”

Having said this, the old man surnamed Liang paused, looked at his only granddaughter and said: "Xiaoqing, you are already 23 years old this year, and you have already reached the age to get married. Previously, because you were the only child in the family, your father Mom didn't want you to get married so early, so she didn't find a matchmaker to introduce you to a partner.

However, grandpa has been dreaming recently, and he dreams about people and things from 60 years ago. I am afraid that he will not be able to survive this year. I think you should take advantage of this time to find a partner to get married quickly, or wait until grandpa leaves. , it has been difficult for you to get married in the past two years, so if you delay it, you will get really old.

Furthermore, before grandpa left, he also wanted to see you get married. "

 Originally, the Liang family did not believe that the end was approaching. After all, who in the right mind could predict when he would die?

 But the old man surnamed Liang repeatedly emphasized this matter, and the dreams he had had that meaning, so the Liang family had to pay attention to it.

Yuqing's mother then answered: "Dad, when we get back, I will ask a matchmaker to help Xiaoqing introduce a partner. Anyway, she is indeed quite old. If she doesn't get married, she will become an old girl."

 Liang Yuqing: “(#-_-)”

 …

 Suifeng Hotel.

Family members and hotel employees were all watching Deng Shirong’s brand-new Jialing 70 motorcycle.

In this era, the number of motorcycles in Bobai County is really very small. Many towns and villages do not have motorcycles yet, especially new motorcycles like the Jialing 70. They are extremely rare even in counties, let alone towns.

                                                  Even among the first few people to get rich, few are willing to spend the money to buy it, let alone families with average economic conditions.

 Hence, the number of motorcycles is even less than those of cars.

Everyone touched it here and there, and they all praised the motorcycle for its beauty.

It's a pity that except for Deng Shirong, no one here can drive, otherwise they would all want to drive out for a walk.

At this time, it was almost time for the kindergarten to end. Deng Shirong inserted the key, pedaled the motorcycle, and said with a smile: "I'll pick up Xiao Dong'er. Zhen, you can get in the car and follow me, otherwise I'm afraid of Xiao Dong'er." Can't hold it firmly."

Deng Yunzhen, who had never ridden a motorcycle before, responded happily and crossed her legs to sit behind her father.

Deng Shirong grabbed the clutch with his left hand, clicked the gear with his left toe, and then slowly released the clutch with his left hand. At the same time, he refueled with his right hand, and the motorcycle drove smoothly. Then he held the clutch halfway and relaxed the accelerator slightly. With one more tip of the left toe, it shifted to second gear very smoothly.

　　Then the same operation was performed again, and the car was successfully shifted into third gear, and drove all the way towards the kindergarten.

Suifeng Hotel is not far from Xiaodong'er's kindergarten. The motorcycle turns a corner and drives about a hundred meters forward.

Deng Yunzhen got off the car without saying anything, and said, "Dad, this motorcycle is so comfortable to ride, and it's much faster than a bicycle. It's really convenient!"

Deng Shirong smiled and said: "You get what you pay for. The money you spend on such a motorcycle can be used to buy more than 20 bicycles."

At this time, there were many parents waiting at the entrance of the kindergarten. Deng Yunzhen often picked up and dropped off Xiao Donger, so she became familiar with many parents of the children. Seeing Deng Yunzhen get off the motorcycle, everyone asked curiously .

Soon, all the parents knew that this was the motorcycle that Grandpa Deng Changli had just bought, costing more than 7,000 yuan.

　　After hearing the news, the scene was about to explode, and everyone was amazed.

Of course, there were also sharp-eyed parents who recognized Deng Shirong and knew that he was the big boss of Suifeng Restaurant. When this identity spread, all the parents were relieved.

 After all, as long as you live in the county town, who doesn’t know Suifeng Hotel?

 …

"grandfather!"

 Xiao Dong'er was picked up by her eldest aunt, and when she saw her grandfather waiting nearby, she couldn't help but laugh happily.

Deng Shirong said with a smile: "Xiao Dong'er, come up quickly, grandpa will take you to the car."

Even though Xiao Dong'er didn't know motorcycles, she was instinctively excited when she heard about riding in a car, so she urged: "Auntie, pick me up quickly, I want to ride in a car!"

Deng Yunzhen smiled and picked her up and sat her down. Then she sat on her legs and said, "Xiao Dong'er, you have to hug your grandpa tightly!"

 Xiao Dong'er hugged her grandfather tightly and said happily: "It's time to drive! It's time to drive!"

Deng Shirong laughed, and then operated as before. Under the attention of many children, parents and teachers in the kindergarten, he drove forward gracefully. When he reached the intersection in front, he turned and disappeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, many children started shouting at their parents or grandparents:

 “Dad, I want to take the car too!”

 “Mom, I want to ride in a car like this too!”

“Grandpa, I want to ride in that beautiful car too!”

　　　…”

All the parents looked at each other with a wry smile.

 Let alone they can’t afford this motorcycle that costs more than 7,000 yuan. Even if they can afford it, who would be willing to buy it?

 (End of this chapter)