Rebirth in the 60s: A Path to Counterattack

Staying up on New Year’s Eve, visiting relatives on the first day of the New Year.

However, apart from each having brothers or sisters, Lianshan and Shuzhen have no other relatives.

Oh no, actually, there are quite a few relatives.

But those who stood by doing nothing in times of trouble, and sometimes even made things worse, don’t count. Lianshan, with his tough spirit and stubborn temper, had long severed ties with them. He made it clear that although the three siblings of the Lian family were poor, they had their pride; they’d rather starve than beg at the doors of those so-called uncles, aunts, and relatives. If one day, these three siblings were to prosper, those so-called relatives should have the decency not to come around to try to reconnect.

With few relatives, and the current situation growing worse, people began judging each other based solely on class. Supervision and mutual reporting among fathers and sons, husbands and wives, grew increasingly intense.

The bustling scenes of the whole village celebrating the New Year with singing and dancing naturally faded away.

Instead, the newly appointed women’s director organized a group to sing revolutionary songs and perform characteristic dances at the brigade’s entrance all morning, claiming to celebrate the Spring Festival in a revolutionary manner.

Seeing from afar the gate adorned with couplets promoting the learning of Xiao Jinzhuang and multiple Dazhai Fields, Shuzhen couldn’t help but feel thankful in her heart: Luckily, it’s cold enough here in winter that even during the day it stays below minus ten to twenty degrees, making it hard to do anything but collect dung and chop wood. Otherwise, if the village leader had a whim, they might have had to turn the New Year into a full revolutionary affair, working even in the darkest, coldest hours.