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Chapter 226 Times are different!
Back in the house, Yi Zhonghai felt full of love and warmth.
Although he is no longer young, he is not alone in this community.
He feels happy to have so many people caring about him.
As time went by, Yi Zhonghai's body gradually recovered.
He returned to the community life and continued to contribute his remaining energy.
Participating in community activities and helping young people solve problems in life has become a spiritual pillar in everyone's hearts.
One evening, Yi Zhonghai sat in a small park in the community, watching the sun set in the west.
Xu Damao walked over with a complicated expression.
He walked to Yi Zhonghai and whispered, "Uncle Yi, I was wrong about what happened last time. Please don't take it to heart."
Yi Zhonghai looked at Xu Damao, and a warm light flashed in his eyes.
He patted Xu Damao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Let the past be the past.
Life must go on, and the most important thing is for everyone to work together and live a good life."
Xu Damao nodded and felt a long-lost sense of relief.
Deputy Factory Director Li stood on a high platform, holding a megaphone, shouting slogans at the top of his lungs. The workers responded one after another, waving their fists and shouting loudly.
Inside the steel mill, a strong smell of gunpowder filled the air, and even the air seemed to become heavy.
Everyone can feel the enthusiasm that is about to explode. This emotion is like magma lurking underground, ready to erupt at any time.
In a corner of the factory, many workers gathered together, whispering about recent developments.
Some people are full of hope, believing that this movement will bring about earth-shaking changes, eradicate corruption and usher in a new dawn.
Some people are also worried, wondering whether this turmoil will bring unpredictable consequences to their lives.
More people are at a loss, being pushed toward an unknown road.
"Deputy Director Li is really bold and daring!" a worker whispered to the person next to him, "Every day he criticizes those who are identified as reactionary forces at large and small meetings. I don't know where he gets so much courage."
"Who knows?" another worker said. "But it always makes people feel uneasy when he does this."
Despite all the discussions and speculation, Deputy Director Li did not seem to be affected at all.
He still ran around in various corners every day, shouting slogans and organizing various criticism and denunciation meetings. It seemed that every fierce criticism and denunciation meeting could make his spirit more excited.
Those who were identified as reactionary forces in the factory, no matter their status, could not escape his anger and accusations.
After a day's work, the workers dragged their tired bodies out of the workshop. Night had fallen and the entire factory was shrouded in darkness.
Deputy Director Li was still standing in front of the office window, overlooking the workers leaving get off work, his eyes sharp, as if he was thinking about something.
"We must strike the reactionary forces faster and harder," he whispered to himself, "Only in this way can we completely eliminate these cancers and bring new vitality to our factory."
He quickly turned and walked into the office, opened a map, and studied every corner carefully.
The names and locations of those suspected of being reactionaries were marked on the map. He wanted to make sure that no corner was left out and that everyone was thoroughly examined and criticized.
"Mr. Zhang, come here for a moment," Deputy Director Li picked up the phone and dialed a number.
A moment later, a middle-aged worker walked into the office. His name was Engineer Zhang, a technical backbone of the factory and a capable assistant to Deputy Director Li.
"Deputy Director Li, do you have any instructions?" Engineer Zhang asked respectfully.
"Mr. Zhang, the intensity of the recent struggle sessions is not strong enough. We need to increase the intensity and pull out all those hidden reactionaries." Deputy Director Li said firmly, "You go and organize it. We will hold another meeting tomorrow. We must let more people stand up and expose the reactionary forces."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Mr. Zhang nodded and quickly left the office.
Deputy Director Li's eyes fell on the map again. He knew that this would be a difficult battle, but he firmly believed that as long as he was determined and brave enough, he would be able to win.
The atmosphere in the factory became more tense as his determination grew, and everyone could feel the invisible pressure.
The next morning, the workers of the steel mill walked into the factory as usual, with fatigue and anxiety on their faces.
They knew that today would be another fierce criticism and denunciation meeting, and everyone prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that this storm would pass quickly.
The meeting was held in the central square of the factory. All workers were required to attend and no one dared to be absent.
Deputy Director Li stood on the stage, holding a megaphone, and began his speech.
"Comrades, we gather here today to jointly expose and defeat the reactionary forces hiding among us!" His voice was loud and passionate. "These reactionaries are stumbling blocks on our way forward. Only by completely eradicating them can our factory usher in a bright future!"
The workers listened silently, some kept their heads down and said nothing, while others talked in low voices.
They knew that what followed would be a long and painful process of exposure and criticism, and that anyone could be the next person to be singled out.
"Now, please step forward and expose the reactionaries around you. Don't hesitate!" Deputy Factory Director Li continued, "This is the responsibility and obligation of every one of us workers!"
There was silence in the square.
Finally, a young worker stood up. He seemed a little nervous, but he still mustered up the courage to walk to the front of the stage.
"I... I have something to say." He stammered, "I suspect... I suspect that Master Wang has reactionary tendencies. He... He often says reactionary things behind my back."
There was an uproar in the square. Master Wang was an old worker in the factory. He was skilled in technology and was usually kind. He never expected that he would be exposed as a reactionary by young workers.
Deputy Director Li's eyes shone, "Master Wang, do you have anything to explain?"
Master Wang stood in the crowd with a pale face. He didn't expect that he would be accused in such an occasion.
He slowly walked to the front of the stage and took a deep breath. "Deputy Director Li, I have no reactionary remarks. I just sometimes... sometimes I have different opinions on some things."
"Different opinions?" Deputy Director Li sneered, "What kind of different opinions? Speak out for everyone to hear."
Master Wang knew that he could not defend himself no matter what he said at this moment, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "I just think that some policies may need more discussion and improvement, rather than blindly implementing them."
"This is your reactionary speech!" Deputy Director Li shouted angrily, "You are questioning our leadership and our policies! Such remarks are reactionary!"