Siheyuan, don't yell at me

In the darkness of night, Director Liu of the Military Service Bureau drove his car directly into a heavily guarded compound.

After staying inside for nearly an hour, Director Liu finally walked out slowly.

His steps seemed lighter than when he entered, as if the burden on his shoulders had been lightened.

The originally tense face gradually relaxed, revealing a barely perceptible sense of ease and satisfaction.

At this moment, Director Liu's complexion was obviously much better.

He tilted his head back slightly and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the fresh, cold air into his lungs.

With the big boss as a guarantor, what can He Daqing do if he does something weird? I am still the director.

It was a bit regrettable that the boss asked me not to cause trouble for He Daqing again.

Many old guys in the army were protecting He Daqing, openly or secretly.

Otherwise, with He Daqing's ability to cause trouble, he would have been sent to guard the border to some unknown place long ago.

Take the last time He Daqing threw a grenade and almost killed Minister Wang’s nephew.

If it were an ordinary person, Minister Wang would let him reincarnate. Do you really think the Wang family is easy to mess with? They used to be bandits.

Knowing that He Daqing had such a strong backer, Director Liu temporarily gave up the idea of ​​revenge.

However, as long as there is a chance to take advantage of someone's misfortune, Director Liu will definitely retaliate without hesitation.

1954, April 5.

Early in the morning, a car drove into the Red Star Winery.

He Daqing was sleeping soundly, immersed in his dreams, when suddenly there was an urgent and loud knock on the door.

He Daqing opened his eyes dazedly and shouted outside the door:

"Damn it, who doesn't know what's good for him?

Dare you disturb the first-class combat hero and special meritorious official from sleeping in?"

Chen Dagen's voice came from outside the door.

"Director He, a big boss is here, a very important boss, and he's here in a car.

I have something to ask you..."

As soon as Chen Dagen finished speaking, he was pushed aside by Minister Lin.

Minister Lin personally knocked on He Daqing's door and shouted.

"He Daqing, get out here right now.

It's urgent, and you still have the nerve to sleep?"

When He Daqing heard the voice, he felt it was very familiar and his heart skipped a beat. Damn it, why did Minister Lin come here to block the door?

"Minister, I'm here. I'll get out right away."

He Daqing put on a pair of pants, a coat, and slippers, then opened the door.

"Minister, what brings you here?

What a rare guest! Please come in, please come in."

Minister Lin looked gloomy and snorted coldly.

The voice was not loud but it carried an unquestionable majesty that made He Daqing tremble with fear.

"He Daqing, who asked you to write a confession in front of vodka?

If you have suffered any injustice, please tell me.

Stop using that thing immediately and replace it with the original packaging."

He Daqing saluted Minister Lin.

"Yes, I will listen to the Minister."

Minister Lin rolled his eyes at He Daqing.

"Okay, okay, stop it.

If this happens again, remember to report to me.

By the way, today is the May Fourth Youth Day, so your factory is also closed for the holiday, right?

It's just right, you come with me."

“Okay, Minister.

Please wait for me for a moment, I will change my shoes.

Tell your wife again..."

The car drove towards Tian'anmen, with bright red flags all along the way.

Some were beating gongs, some were playing waist drums, and the performance team was wearing white headscarves, shouting slogans, singing and dancing.

The young representatives, wearing bright red flowers and holding red flags, marched with their heads held high.

He Daqing watched the excitement, but the excitement had nothing to do with He Daqing.

The car drove into a large courtyard and He Daqing entered a meeting room.

Everyone in the conference room was wearing military uniforms, and judging by their ranks, almost all of them were big bosses.

Many of them looked very familiar to He Daqing, as he had seen them during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Bang.

He Daqing immediately became like a good grandson, not even daring to speak loudly.

Minister Lin thought that there was such a party, so he called He Daqing over.

Let He Daqing get to know some people and build up some connections.

This will prevent any Tom, Dick or Harry from jumping out.

Young people waved flags and sang and danced in the streets.

In a small meeting place, under a tin loudspeaker, a college student wearing glasses, holding a bottle of vodka, was passionately and emotionally denouncing Director Liu of the Military Service Bureau.

"...

Classmates, what I hold in my hand is not just a bottle of soju.

He is a first-class combat hero and a special meritorious service. Comrade He Daqing's confession...

The surname Liu makes our heroes bleed in wartime and cry when they return home.

The surname Liu is a remnant of feudal society and the bureaucracy of the old times...

Fellow students, the Liu family wants to restore feudalism and ride on the shoulders of the middle and lower poor peasants to bully others...

Today is the May Fourth Youth Day. We should face the midday sun and expose all evil spirits.

Shout with me, down with Liu Changgui, down with the bureaucracy of the old society..."

The young people raised their fists high and shouted heart-wrenchingly.

The students holding red flags rushed towards the Military Service Bureau with great momentum, and more and more students joined them along the way.

The students explained to each other that the Director of the Military Service Bureau, Liu Changgui, oppressed and harmed the combat hero He Daqing.

Especially the sentence, shed blood in war, shed tears when returning home, which made most people hate it with gnashing teeth.

The crowd was so huge that you couldn't see the end of it.

Liu Changgui was sitting in the office, drinking tea, smoking, eating melon seeds and listening to the radio.

The noise outside the yard, and someone seemed to be calling his name, immediately made Liu Changgui frown.

Damn it, who dares to act wildly in the Military Service Bureau?

You still dare to call Liu Changgui? Do you want to eat peanuts?

Director Liu cursed inwardly and left the office.

It just so happens that I've been feeling very angry these past two days, and I want to see who is so blind.

The clerk came running over.

"Chief, don't go out. There are a lot of people outside. They want to beat you up."

"Hit me?

Damn it, I want to see who dares to hit me.

Get out of here! If you try to stop me again, I will blow your head off."

Director Liu pushed the clerk away rudely and walked towards the gate of the Military Service Bureau.

Outside the gate, red flags were waving and the dark crowd scared Director Liu.

What followed was a surge of anger.

Damn it, a bunch of students who can’t even carry anything on their shoulders or lift anything with their hands, what can they do to me?

Director Liu strode to the door, asked the guards at the door to disperse, put his hands on his hips, and yelled at the students.

"I am Liu Changgui, I am right here, come and hit me~

What? Don't you dare?

You bunch of rubbish, if you don't dare, get out of here!"

The crowd was in awe of Director Liu's authority and no one dared to respond.

Liu Changgui laughed wildly and continued to mock the crowd, venting all his resentment of the past two days on the students' faces.

Someone shouted in the crowded crowd.

“It was he who made our hero bleed and cry!

Down with Liu Changgui, down with bureaucracy, down with the remnants of feudal society!

Hit him, hit it!"

The surging crowd broke through the guards' blockade and covered Liu Changgui in a black mass. Fists rained down on Liu Changgui's face, head, and body...