There is no causal relationship between that time（三）

I did not that impressed or grateful, just to be super-dB Zhang frightened, drilling in the cold room, so he dared to go out. This matter was heard students say that Zhang and meals in order to fee remission Let me read into the junior high school, riding a broken bike every day to run the county, to the principal family home looking for someone to find someone to Secretary of Education, private plots in the long grass are higher than the crops also refused to take possession. His wife pulled sort of a small number of children, pigs chickens ah ah not a lot of things avatar surgery, anxious crying.
Our home away from home although only Zhang Qi Bali road is long, but then also spread the message traffic is not convenient fixed, so these are heard later, plain straight, such as drinking water.
II school, and 1 September, with a full stomach I Shanxi Clapper complex to apply.
Three years of junior middle school education to become my private property after the complex Shanxi Clapper understand the Self. When I see the pyramid is the height of the building laws of the time very difficult, it gave me to understand this point Mr. Zhang Zhiying culture is commendable. Loop the cultural layer was very thin, a dozen young men in our village, only one person is my eight children to read nine books, even if the whole brigade won ten junior high school students, but also super. As for why I was not able to continue their studies, why learn the culture of no use, because it cut off during the Cultural Revolution Zhesi I (cut off if only one person I like a) the fate of the throat, it came really in a timely manner the.
The fire of the cultural revolution in the dissemination of culture, of course, first place went to Xinghuoliaoyuan to form the ashes. Therefore, the school first to mess duty-bound to rebel students, teachers naturally humiliating.
Previously, Zhang has been transferred to the county separated by a wall with our school to teach elementary school.
I walk home as usual on a Saturday to go back rations. Gedan halfway around the oil mill, he saw walking in front of the back of a very familiar like.
I said seemed to be very "familiar" because his back has a big basket, the basket cover a large part of his body.
Over the baskets, I blurted shouted: Zhang!
He turned and looked at me, take manure fork conscious men shaking a bit.
Zhang! I shouted out this soon and he himself was trembling, because now I have learned that he has been labeled as monsters and freaks out --- but this how? Zhang so good ... ...
My idea is Yizu, political campaigns, which are not good teachers?
During that time I was two faces of the people in the school mixed in with the Red Guard group in the revolution and paste posters poster political campaigns, writing every day, the teacher is too busy, so Zhang was the revolution sweeping into history corner to become monsters, and I all do not know. Of course, my parents became "black seven categories of" situation he did not know.
He looked at me, I looked at him, and we stood face to face Lengzheng a long time.
Forty-four years after the author of this moment, I sigh deeply before Zhesiduoge doctrine for the "man" finds that: a person loses self-esteem, he is no longer a real person.