The years of red flags

Chapter 1 New arrival
"Dongfang is red, the sun is rising, and the flowers are planted..."

Jiang Hua woke up from his sleep, still somewhat uncomfortable. It has been five days since he came to this passionate age. In his previous life, he was a person who slept until he woke up naturally. Now he was woken up by the radio in the courtyard early in the morning. It is really uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to complain. Ever since he accepted the information in his mind, he knew that he should be cautious when speaking, otherwise he would easily suffer from unwarranted disasters.

The information in his mind made him understand what his situation is now: he was born in [-], his father joined the public security front after fighting to aid North Korea, but he died heroically in the operation of catching spies, and his mother Like his father, he is also a police officer, and he was heroic in action.

There is a saying at the starting point: Parents worship the heavens, and their mana is boundless. He was only nine years old when he became an orphan. Fortunately, his parents had many comrades-in-arms, and he was adopted by his father's comrades-in-arms.

When Jiang Hua knew who his adoptive father was, he was stunned.

Zhong Shanyue, he had an impression of this name, it was the name of the father of a TV drama hero, and he also remembered that cheap younger brother, his name was indeed Zhong Yuemin.

I have entered the world of bloody romance. Jiang Hua has watched this TV series no less than ten times. He used to envy Zhong Yuemin's attitude towards life, but as he matured day by day, he felt that Zhong Yuemin had some difficult tasks. This kind of free and unrestrained hippie life is really too oily and does not conform to the national conditions and traditions.

The adoptive father is very confident and doesn't worry about the future at all. He is indeed a staunch proletarian soldier. Jiang Hua sincerely admires his faithful belief.

Get up slowly, put on the grass-green sanitary clothes, and put on the khaki coat. In fact, it is the kind of military uniform that has been washed many times. This is the most popular style now, and the older it is, the more senior it is.

Putting on airs at the door of his house, he practiced free fighting moves for a while, which he learned in his previous life when he participated in the student union at the university.

Now these children in the compound like to make appointments with others. Although most of the children in the compound cannot fight with each other, there are still stubborn masters. Take out a kitchen knife, a good skill is better than anything else.

After traveling for five days, Jiang Hua also knew some mutations in himself. First of all, his ears and eyes were clear, and his strength and spirit were much stronger. What excited him most was that there was a storage space, which was not too big, about the size of a basketball court. Big, still static space.

But this is enough, at least there will be no problems at all for the past ten years, what he has to do now is to dig deep holes, accumulate food widely, and hide in the dead.

Looking at Zhong Yuemin's room, the quilt was thrown on the bed, as if it was the same as yesterday, and he didn't know where he went this day. Now that his adoptive father is away, he is like a wild horse that has run loose.

Jiang Hua took out a small box from the back of the closet. There was a passbook in it, which was left by his parents. It was less than 6000 yuan. It included both his parents' savings and pensions. bill.

Taking some non-staple food tickets, Jiang Hua came to the supply and marketing cooperative, ready to order some fish. Today, he can visit his adoptive father. The old man must not eat well, so he can get some meat for his old man.

I bought a piece of fish and a catty of meat, cooked it and put it in a lunch box. Someone asked me how I could cook. During the epidemic, it is an exaggeration to say that you will starve to death if you don’t know how to cook, but it is true that you can get tired of eating instant noodles.

During lunch, Zhong Yuemin took Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun back home with a wobble. The two behind each had a net bag with a change of clothes in it, and they were also going to visit their father.

"Brother, are you ready for Dad's clothes?
Zhong Yuemin was four months younger than Jiang Hua, and since he came to Zhong's house, this kid has been calling Jiang Hua his elder brother.

Jiang Hua carried a net bag, which contained a change of clothes, a lunch box, a large front door, and a bottle of Erguotou.

"Ready, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten it. Mrs. Zheng Tong made steamed buns and millet porridge."

Yuan Jun played cymbals: "Old Zheng's family is so stingy, there are not many big pickled radishes."

Zheng Tong retorted: "If you think our family is stingy, don't eat it if you have the ability, good guy, I made four cornmeal corn buns by myself, and the landlord's family can't afford you."

"Okay, stop making trouble, I'm going to see my father, and I have a guard on my lips. Do you know if you see your father reporting good news or not bad news? It's bad enough for them to be in there. Let them be happy when they see their son For a while, I will eat it at my place at night, I made braised pork, and there is still half of it left, although it is not enough to eat, it is enough to coax your mouth."

The three of them agreed in unison: "Understood, Brother Hua/Brother."

The four of them were carrying net bags, Jiang Hua walked in front with his back straight, and the three behind were loose, and they didn't look like good people at first glance.

Looking back, Jiang Hua wanted to change the hooligan habits of these three guys. Although they were not considered bad boys, the first impression they gave was not a good thing.

In the office of the Director of the Revolutionary Committee, Director Wang checked the packages one by one.

"Jianghua, Yuemin, you can't bring this wine in, it's a violation of discipline."

Jiang Hua said with a smile on his face: "Director Wang, you raise your hand. The old man's body is not good, and it's a little cold inside. This wine makes him feel alive. My father has also been a revolutionary soldier all his life. He still has self-consciousness. At night Drink a little, and I won't cause you any trouble."

"Huazi, you are a good boy, you know how to respect the elderly, your father and I know it, and you won't cause trouble, but if this wine bottle breaks, it's just glass shards, and this thing can kill people."

Zhong Yuemin was not happy anymore. Director Wang's words were equivalent to saying that his father was a coward who could only escape. He just wanted to make a fuss, but was glared at by Jiang Hua, and sat down unwillingly.

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Director Wang, sometimes when we come to visit, you are in control of the whole process. What my dad said, you have to believe in the party and the people. How can such a positive and optimistic revolutionary spirit find fault? You Don't worry it won't."

Director Wang thought about it and thought it was right, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make an exception for you. The main reason is that you are a good boy, so you can persuade your father."

　The TV series "Bloody Romance" is quite excellent. On August 2021, 8, it won the "Golden Xuan Award" at the first Aollywood International TV Festival and the National Excellent TV Series Award for the 5th Anniversary of the Founding of the Communist Party of China.

　　The reason why I want to use this TV series as the background is that I really like the optimism of the people in it. At the same time, I feel that if I was in that year, I should be able to do something for the rise of the motherland. This is the author's fantasy and longing.

　　My beloved country deserves a better future.

　　Another book, with great enthusiasm, hope to sign
　　PS: Many people say that I am not greedy enough, and the football field space is too small. In line with public opinion, I changed it to a basketball court
　　
　
(End of this chapter)