Beijing, Chang'an Street. The sun is still hot like fire, the asphalt road is baked like a furnace, Chen Dong walked alone in the street, but the heart is a piece of sadness.
He, a twenty-first century double doctor, do not believe in God, do not believe in ghosts and gods, but also do not believe in the so-called theory of space and time, but the reality is brutal, through time and space to the reality of the world, anyone will not accept. He should have been born ten years later, grew up in rural Anhui Province, from a young age has been called a genius, high school sophomore was admitted to the University of Science and Technology of China Junior Class. When he was in college, the school's educational reforms encouraged students to develop holistically, such as the implementation of a dual-degree system, and because of his quick thinking and hard work, Chen Dong was awarded a double doctorate in electronics and engineering at the age of 24. Not only that, in other aspects of the overall quality of the individual, Chen Dong also performed well, would have been in accordance with the teacher and classmates expected, people like him, after graduation will generally choose to go to a foreign university visiting scholars, the least of which is also a large company's research institutions to do high-tech project experts, natural "money" is enviable.
However, his final choice, so that countless people concerned about his big surprise. With people guessing differently, he was in the eyes of countless surprised, resolutely put on the uniform, into the military camp. At that time, in order to cope with the needs of future wars and high-tech equipment as soon as possible, the army had already begun to recruit college students from local colleges and universities to join the army. But for those heads who were sent by the army to recruit college students locally, Chen Dong was undoubtedly a priceless treasure, not to mention his grades during his school years, not to mention his several papers that gained the attention of the academic world, not to mention his double doctorate title, but just the fact that he was able to abandon the favorable treatment and choose the army was enough to make these people feel admiration. It is said that different units fought a verbal lawsuit and quarreled over him in order to compete for him, and in the end, it was the hand of a certain military region who personally utilized his hometown card to pull the strings to get the job done.
In the army, Chen Dong is like a fish out of water, using the knowledge gained, spent two years to eat through the principles of all the weapons and equipment in the military region, and remodeled a significant portion of them, some completely redesigned. Under his presidency and leadership, a scientific research team with different academic degrees and job titles was quickly established, and in another four years, dozens of projects brought rich results to the army, resulting in a great improvement in the level of the army's equipment. The achievements made by him and his team amazed the scientific research institutes in the army system, and countless military industrial units threw olive branches, inviting Chen Dong to join their units. However, just as Chen Dong is about to reply to these invitations, a plane crash brings him to Beijing in 1972 and occupies the body of a middle school student named Li Siming.
At this time, Chang'an Street was a sea of green and red, all dressed in green uniforms and shoes and hats, the fashion of the entire era, and the red color was the red flag fluttering in the wind and the Red Book of Treasure waving in people's hands. It was a rally of Beijing's secondary school students to criticize all the reactionaries hidden in the ranks of the people's teachers in Beijing. On the high stage the black crows were all the teachers of Beijing's secondary school students, said to be in every middle school, while standing below the stage were the revolutionary juniors: the students of Beijing's middle schools.
Chen Dong cold-eyed look around everything, as if all this has nothing to do with him, yes, he is just the twenty-first century, here all the movement, revolution, pulling the fight have nothing to do with him, reborn two months since, he heard and witnessed too many things, from the initial curiosity, shocked to the present, only numbness, and even produce a kind of theater of the mind. But not so call him how to do, this is the whole era of numbness, in the face of the collective paranoia of the whole country, a person's power is too small.
"Li Siming! Li Siming!" Yes, someone is calling himself, this name is still not quite used to ah. Chen Dong turned around and searched in the crowd, it was Zhang Hua, this guy was the first person Chen Dong came to this world to recognize besides his parents, and was his classmate in the fifteenth middle school since. According to his mother, he and his own childhood a yard to play big, go to school together, together trick or treat, good as a person.
"Siming, if you arrive a little later, Marshal Xu will scold, don't touch the mold!" Marshal Xu's name is Xu Zijian, he is the head of the revolutionary junior generals in the 15th Form, he usually always refers to himself as the Commander-in-Chief, and after a long time, everyone else addresses him as Marshal Xu.
"Why?" Chen Dong asked in disbelief. ,
"It is not because of old man Zhang!"
"Who is Old Man Zhang?"
"No way? Last time I was injured, I was in bed for two months, even Old Man Zhang forgot who he is?"
Chen Dong said in his heart, I know only strange, Zhang Hua did not look deeper, pointing to the stage and said, "Look, it is the old man in front of the stage is being criticized."
Chen Dong followed the direction of the finger to see, at this time in front of the stage was seized by the fight is a thin middle-aged man, wearing thick glasses, white shirt is now colorful, hanging around his neck a large wooden board, the estimated weight is not light, written on it:
"Down with the Su Xiu partisan Zhang Hong," followed by three large exclamation points. are three large exclamation marks.
"Old man Zhang is really stubborn, he was beaten half to death a few days ago, and he doesn't even admit his guilt, so damn stubborn!" Zhang Hua looked around and lowered his voice, "Marshal Xu lost face today in front of so many revolutionary juniors and is nowhere to be angry, be careful!"
In the evening, the conference ended, and Chen Dong and Zhang Hua returned home together. The only thing that is left of the house is a bulky radio, which was purchased by his parents after they had saved up their money.
Chen Dong first hands to pick up the house, looking around, the depths of the soul has a sour taste. In his previous life, his parents died early, although he later had some success, so that he regretted: children want to raise but not in the family. In this era, his parents are still alive, they live a hard life, but very satisfied, very caring to himself. But if you let them know that this Li Siming is not his Li Siming, what will be the situation. Chen Dong has a sense of guilt.
Li Quan and Shen Fang is back home together, they work in the same textile factory, they entered the door, they stayed: home windows clean, work too late to clean up the dining room table was wiped clean, a change of clothes have been washed and dried in the yard, the kitchen, his son is whistling while frying. His own son is clear, although he has not made a big mistake since he was a child, but he has never been so diligent ah!
"Mom and Dad! You are back, the meal will be ready in a while!" Chen Dong smiled and greeted to, he is considered to have thought about it, both come to peace, from now on he is Li Siming, to be filial to mom and dad. Li Quan and Shen Fang's hearts were touched to the core at this time. Since the last injury, the son is like a new person, become self-disciplined, quiet, understanding, mature like a thirty-year-old adult.
"Son, what are the future plans ah?" Mother Shen Fang asked while eating the delicious meals made by her son himself.
"I don't know." How could Chen Dong not have asked himself this in his heart. Himself in this era is just a high school has not yet read completely middle school students, go to college, no way, the entire education system has been paralyzed, go to college is impossible, self and not the workers, peasants and soldiers, otherwise you can still recommend to go to school.
"I heard that the Party Central Committee has called for intellectual youth to go to the countryside again. Will our family Siming be going too?" Mother said to father with a worried face.
"This is the call of the central government, not to mention high school students, even middle school students have to go!" Father Li Quan said.
"Our family Siming can not do farming ah, I heard that some have to go to Heilongjiang, freezing cold, some go to Xishuangbanna, where the rainforest, are not a place for people to stay ah."
"Our family Siming is not a mortal, to where there will be something, right, Siming?" Li Quan in order to comfort his wife, usually quite real people, but also a small blow up. He did not think is that his son really made countless he thought did not think of great things, more than just some action.
"That of course, Mom and Dad, you can rest assured, the son has grown up, will take care of themselves, to the time I am not by your side, you also need to take care of your health ah." Chen Dong was quite able to get into the groove of his role as a human son. Seeing his son so understanding, the couple's hearts more or less heart solid.
In the evening, Chen Dong sat at his desk and flipped through the diary written by the owner of this body, Li Siming. Fortunately, Li Siming has the habit of writing a diary, otherwise, Chen Dong is really worried about whether he will be exposed.
Li Siming this person, born in 1957, this year is still a month short of 15 years old, said high school graduates, in fact, at best the first level. Because of the Cultural Revolution, a variety of campaigns, education has been a serious impact on the criticism of the old man is the main task of Li Siming and his classmates. The destruction of educational hardware and the crackdown on the teaching force ruined not only the education of a generation, but also the future of a generation. At school, either they went to help farmers with the summer and fall harvests, or they received military training from military representatives, and then they were involved in campaign after campaign, and of course, they uncovered and criticized the teachers in the school.
"What's coming, let it come, from now on, there is no such person as Chen Dong in the world, there is only such a person as Li Siming!" Chen Dong, no, it should be Li Siming silently shouted in his heart.
The next day, at six thirty, Li Siming had already woken up, and then did a little freshening up before going out for morning exercise. This is the habit of his previous life, because he believes that the body is the capital of the revolution, to this world, he naturally follow this truth. He just didn't quite understand that this body was really great, the strength and flexibility were incomparable to his previous life, probably as a result of crossing over. I remember when I was lying in bed for two months, the first month every day in a coma, I feel my whole body every day unbearable pain, is a piece of blacksmith by the blacksmith repeatedly knocked.
Early in the morning, the streets, cold and quiet, everywhere is red, black leaflets, large-character newspaper, the content is also a variety of, such as "Down with the XXX bourgeoisie in power", "sweep away all the evil spirits, snakes and gods". "Down with the XXX Suxiu molecules" and so on, flamboyant in the wind.
Running through a few streets, came to a vegetable market, a flowery white figure attracted him. It was Zhang Hong, the teacher who was seized yesterday, who was picking up the leaves of green vegetables thrown by others on the side of the road. Seeing Li Siming straight over, like a scared bird standing on the wall, dirty snakeskin bag held tightly behind him, behind the thick glasses, is a pair of terrified eyes.
Li Ziming realized that he had scared him, and quickly put on a smile that he thought was very friendly: "Teacher Zhang, don't be afraid, I won't harm you"
Seeing the old man Zhang's eyes that seemed to be at the mercy of God, he couldn't help but have a sour feeling in his heart, and took out some grain and oil stamps and some money from his pocket, and handed them to him, that is Li Ziming these days in charge of household chores left over, more dare not give, the family's food and oil is also rationed. Old man Zhang couldn't help but stare, but Li Ziming couldn't help but stuff it into his hand.
"Winter has come, spring will be far away? Live well, one day the sun will shine on the earth!" Li Ziming said this in Russian, what he didn't know is that old man Zhang also studied Russian.
Back home, make a good breakfast, father Li Quan and mother Shen Fang also got up, eating the son made breakfast, the two are very happy, exchanged a few words, and went to work together. They all work in the garment factory, the father is the workshop director, the mother is the factory accountant.
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