Vol 2 Chapter 882: Which is right and wrong?

"Children and mother."
Ping An endured the discomfort in his heart and stood in the outer circle watching everything in front of him.
In a quadrangle courtyard with two entrances, the vermilion gate has collapsed, and the blue bricks, blue tiles and carved window frames show the vicissitudes of the years.
In the open door, the clothes in the closet were thrown all over the floor, the drawers were thrown everywhere, and the bedding and pillows were taken apart on the bed.
The cabinets and beds were moved one by one, and the quaint old-fashioned suspended floors were pryed up piece by piece; the quaint tiles were stepped on and lifted to the ground and turned into piles of rubble.
The dirt in the flowerpots scattered all over the ground, the ash in the stove, the floating soil under the floor...
Inside and outside the house are already in ruins.
However, apart from a few pieces of porcelain and the jumbled piles of gold jewellery found in the soil, there is still no trace of any shadow correspondence.
In the courtyard, an eighty-year-old old man with a small body stooping and hunchback trembling on crutches was witnessing everything in horror with a pair of old eyes that saw the vicissitudes of life.
After many attempts to copy homes, those red veterans who are the most active and wear bright red armbands have been able to copy/start their homes with ease.
Their unrestrained appearance is in stark contrast with those who are still a little flattered. The little red soldiers who are now with their hands and feet are in sharp contrast.
In an interrogating tone, the leader of the team began to preach to the old man the great significance and policy of the broken/four/old, asking his family not to be obsessed, to recognize the situation, and to actively cooperate with their actions, and honestly confess to the family. There is a place to put the stolen goods.
So far, it is in ruins, but in just two hours.
The Seven Souls had been scared and the Eight Souls had been lost. The sick old man kept whispering back and forth in ambiguity, and the leader of the team who became embarrassed and angry finally became angry.
He immediately ordered his four or five capable officers to tie up the old man's old son and his wife. After a violent storm, in addition to the juniors who disappeared, the three bloodied old men were put on signs and escorted out of the parade.
"These bad guys are still stubbornly resisting! Beat me hard."
"Looking at the gold, it is all stained with the blood of our people."
"Still crying for injustice? You don't die, none of your can't be afraid."
All passionate fighting spirits and full spirits escorted the three old people to the parade, and the deafening slogans resounded across the sky.
Behind the long line, Ping An followed everyone raising their arms and shouting slogans. Compared with the previous few trivial small hoops, his young heart was shocked.
The juniors whose old man disappeared, the jumbled piles of gold jewels found in the soil, these "victors" around them are like various means to enter the land of no one...
Filial piety and conscience, ugly human nature, evidence and justification...
Which is right and wrong?
Is this the reality that his parents told him to use his eyes to see and to experience with his heart?
Not far behind, "passer-by" Zhang Guoqing walked along watching the lively crowd, always watching his son in the parade group with a trace of worry in his eyes.
The last few times I went to listen to some advanced activists' speeches, or to visit the exhibition of the achievements of the copy/home. This ticket is already a big move.
He decided to let his son settle down at home first after this time. It is not necessarily a good thing to get rid of the seedlings and help them grow up. A general understanding of the situation is enough for an eight-year-old child to learn.
After the parade, the next activity is said to be to hand in the results of the search today to the two-story small building that was converted into an office space, and visit the recent results.
As for the two-story building?
If nothing is wrong, Zhang Guoqing estimates it should be the unlucky person who has been targeted. Just don’t know Caikong, are people still safe?
This world is difficult!
The three old people who had been put up just now were considered to have escaped the little devil, escaped several investigations, and escaped the famine. The Huangcheng roots entered the courtyard twice. According to the whispers of the surrounding people, they are still a bit of a family background. The family of cadres can't escape this wave?
What is a two-story building? Have mental arithmetic and unintentional. When it was time to eat people, everyone stared with scarlet eyes and wanted to take a bite first.
What a sad reality.
The lobby of the small building is full of high-end clothing, luxury consumer goods, gold and silver jewelry, cultural relics and antiques, calligraphy, calligraphy, and religious artifacts.
In front of the fruitful battle, there was a female student wearing a red armband and a white-washed military uniform standing on a stool as an instructor.
In addition to the team that just returned, there are also junior and high school students from all over the country who are listening carefully to these heroic feats.
Many students are still taking notes seriously.
It has been ten and a half days since Ping An came here for the last time to appreciate the results, and he keenly discovered that this is another new result.
What about the original ones?
But with this, Ping An could not speak. Relying on the short man, he easily observed the peculiar greed in the eyes of the adult and old players.
After the event was over, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. Unlike Wen Yu who was going home, he followed the small unit directly on the bus and returned to the compound.
Stepping into the house this time, he didn't go into the living room, standing in the yard and thinking about it all around.
Until Aunt Chen left to pick up the twins in the nursery, he moved-turned to his bedroom on the second floor ~ EbookFREE.me ~ dragged out a large wooden box, took out the snacks in a careless manner, and emptied it from his room. The two brothers' room and the three brothers' study room went in and out.
One or two ancient books glued under the bedboard, foreign original books with the cover changed, silk and satin pajamas... everything that can be exquisite was put inside one by one.
He is worried. Today, listening to the exchanges and summaries of the big brothers and sisters from all over the country, when these people return, they will be propagated and imitated...
Everything is as his parents said, the warm-up has really begun.
He doesn't worry about his grandfather or his parents, but worry about the inadvertent negligence of his three brothers, which will cause the adults to be caught.
Zhang Guoqing returned to his work unit from the end of his parade, and hurried home as soon as the off-duty bugler sounded.
Going upstairs to find the eldest son, he smiled and went around safely. That's great! He was also worried that the child would be as sentimentally tangled as his mother.
"Dad, when my mom comes back from get off work, I also hid this box of things. My brothers and I will ask her for it when we need it."
Zhang Guoqing did not say that he followed him all the way in the morning, so naturally he also saw what it means to dig three feet. He didn't even ask his son the meaning of this behavior.
The husband and wife and the old man let go of their hands and let the children see and listen for themselves. Isn't that the purpose? Now it seems that the effect is very good, and it is beyond their imagination.
"No problem! There is nothing safer than leaving it to your mother."
Ping An smiled. He used to think his mother was a fairy, but now he roughly knows that his mother has a bag of heaven and earth in the myth.
But... this secret involves the safety of his mother's life. His father didn't say it, and his mother didn't explain it. It's true that he is a little fairy in a fairy tale.