I make a living solving crimes.

In a nationwide mahjong-hunting campaign, it's not just the sparrows that can't land on the ground. When Chang Wei was about to pull the string for the third time, he saw that there were actually two pigeons inside.

People in Beijing love to raise homing pigeons.

There were several pigeon markets in the city. Chang Wei had just traveled through time and believed that the pigeon market was a black market, and he went to see it once with great interest.

In the end, he left cursing.

It is indeed a black market, but it is not the black market that everyone thinks it is.

They are all very small, just a small alley or an abandoned and dilapidated courtyard.

It is called a black market because carrier pigeons can transmit messages and facilitate the activities of enemy spies. Therefore, raising pigeons is considered to be crossing the red line. The official attitude is vague and the public can only keep it secret.

For this reason, the pigeon market has become a black market.

But in fact, most of the items sold are pigeon-related, and because of caution, they almost never accept people other than pigeon lovers.

All the pigeons in the capital's sky have owners.

Chang Wei is a people's policeman and cannot take a single penny or thread from the common people.

A pigeon is not a needle and thread... and he can't take it.

In the black space, he scattered a handful of corn kernels, and would release them back into the sky after this wave of "eliminating the four pests" was over.

The battle lasted until after three in the afternoon. The sparrows were tired and the people were tired too.

The noise in the distance gradually died down.

Chang Wei sensed the eighty-odd sparrows in the white space and the dozen or so pigeons flying in the black space, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Kids, come here, I'll return the winnowing basket to you." He shouted into the distance.

The two children came over reluctantly and placed the two glass balls on their palms reluctantly.

Chang Wei was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "This is for you."

The two children were overjoyed, "Brother, do you really not want your balls anymore?"

Chang Wei frowned and wanted to kick them, but seeing that the two kids' clothes were covered in mud, he thought, forget it, they will get beaten.

I got back in the car, lit a cigarette, and drove towards the Summer Palace in a leisurely manner.

At the turn of summer and autumn, the scorching sun and the lingering autumn atmosphere gently fall on the fields, rendering the entire mountain a golden tranquility.

The breeze blows on your face, bringing with it a ripe, fruity scent.

Chang Wei parked his car on the grass by the roadside and strolled around trying to find a farmer to buy some fruit.

"I am a soldier."

“From ordinary people.”

"Down with the Japanese dog bandits."

"The Chiang Kai-shek bandit army was wiped out."

"..."

The sonorous and powerful singing drifted from far away on the road, carrying with it a spirited and proud voice.

He quickly walked back to the road, stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance.

Teams and rows of students are marching forward, with red flags waving and singing.

Their formation is not neat, but it has an orderly beauty and shows the power of unity.

The leaders were carrying long bamboo poles with sparrows hanging on them.

This is the fruit of their victory in today's battle.

Seeing Chang Wei standing on the roadside, many students waved to him enthusiastically, and Chang Wei also responded with a smile.

Several female students walked past him singing, stopped, and put a string of five sparrows tied together into his hands, "Classmate, come and share our spoils."

Chang Wei waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I didn't contribute to today's battle."

"It's okay, you can come and participate next time."

"......it is good."

The female classmates were very open and Chang Wei was not shy either. Gender had nothing to do with this moment. Long live revolutionary friendship.

The singing gradually stopped, and a boy walked to the side of the road, raised his arms high, and said in a loud voice: "Classmates, I have joined the Youth Volunteer Reclamation Team. Tomorrow I will go to support the construction of the border areas and receive re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants."

Everyone shouted and cheered in unison, and thunderous applause rang out across the wilderness.

"I'm joining too. We'll set off together tomorrow."

"Our great motherland needs us, and I will go there when I graduate next year."

“We want to build the Great Northern Wilderness into the Great Northern Granary.”

"..."

Everyone was shouting and expressing their stance, as if they were swearing an oath.

The girl who brought the sparrows to Chang Wei suddenly jumped onto a big rock, clasped her arms in front of her chest, looked determined, and said loudly and passionately: "Classmates, comrades, our great motherland is still waiting for us to build it."

The boy echoed in a resounding voice: "Yes, the leader told us that we young people are full of vigor and vitality and are in our prime, just like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. We must not be afraid of difficulties, work hard, and build our country well."

The girl nodded vigorously, her Hu Lan-style short hair lifted by the breeze. "Classmate, you will leave tomorrow. I have a parting message for you. I saw it in the Youth Daily. I want to share it with you all."

"I know I know."

"Is it the boy named Chang Wei?"

"He also said something on the podium, and I remember it all."

"Then let's do it together."

Hundreds of people in the audience shouted in unison: "We are under the red flag and grow up in the spring breeze. The people have faith and the country has strength. We will not forget our original aspirations, keep our mission in mind, fulfill our duties, and forge ahead."

The sound was deafening and earth-shaking.

Chang Wei experienced the most embarrassing moment of his life.

His feet had already dug out a five-story detached villa on the spot.

Compared to the passionate young men who were full of youth, the way he lowered his head really stood out.

A girl looked at him for a few more seconds and suddenly took out a newspaper from her canvas bag.

This newspaper had obviously been read countless times and had frayed edges. The girl looked at Chang Wei blankly, then at the photo in the newspaper, and screamed, "You are Chang Wei, you are Chang Wei."

The scene suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.

Then hundreds of people gathered around, looking carefully and identifying it.

"Yes, he is Chang Wei."

“I remember his face, his smile was so powerful.”

"Look, he's laughing again."

Chang Wei slowly raised his head, smiled with a forced smile, and waved, "Hello everyone, I am Chang Wei."

"Chang Wei, it's really you."

"Chang Wei, those two sentences of yours are so good."

"Chang Wei, we are leaving tomorrow. Can you give us a few more words?"

Even the boys were like teenagers chasing stars. There was no hint of jealousy in their words. Instead, they chased Chang Wei and asked for words of encouragement.

The girl who sent the sparrow didn't even give him time to think. She dragged him onto a large rock and said, "Chang Wei, tell us something!"

"Yes, tell me about it."

"Chang Wei, please say a few more words. We really like what you say."

"Your words are so powerful that I wrote them down on the title page of my diary."

Chang Wei stood on a high place, looking at those faces full of passion and enthusiasm, still so young and immature, so pure and clear.

They will suffer a lot, and maybe one day they will regret it and curse their mothers.

Future generations may still call them fools, idiots, and morons, and do their best to belittle and humiliate them.

But it was precisely because of them that in the next ten years or so, in the face of the encirclement and blockade of the two overlords, they were determined and never defeated by difficulties, thus allowing this new country to gradually become prosperous.

One generation suffers the hardships of three generations, just as their predecessors did.

"I envy you and admire you very much. For the sake of the new China, you have unswervingly supported the construction of the border areas. In the future, the Great Northern Wilderness will surely become the Great Northern Granary, and the golden fields will be your medals."

His voice gradually became stronger, clearer and higher-pitched.

"Before we leave, I can only wish you all the best. May you live up to your youth, your time, your dreams and your future!"

PS: I know some people will curse, saying they are just a bunch of brainwashed fools, and they will also point out the bad and stupid things that the educated youth did back then.

It’s okay. Since I’ve written it, I’m prepared to be scolded.

Let the storm come more violently!

Since this is a period piece, be realistic.

Respect our fathers!

I'll start writing the case tomorrow!