提起爷爷,村上老一辈人几乎无人不晓。倒退二十年,爷爷是个戴着“富农”帽子的“黑五类”,每逢大队小队开会,爷爷总要被拖上台去低头挨批,一直站到会议结束。曾经听爷爷不止一次叹息过:爷爷的父亲是个读书人,一肚子墨水,写得一手好字。加之他善于经营,勤俭持家,终于置了五六十亩田地的产业,时隔不久,房产田产全部土改充了公,爷爷也因此背上了一个“富农”的成份。在那个阶级斗争为纲的年代里,低着头做人的爷爷不但 Filed grandpa, Murakami almost everyone unknown to the older generation. Back two decades, my grandfather is a “black five” wearing a “rich peasant” hat. Every time a brigade meets, Grandpa is always dragged onto the stage to bow her head and end until the meeting is over. Once heard Grandpa sigh more than once: my grandfather’s father is a scholar, a belly ink, written good handwriting. In addition, he was good at running a business and dwelling tenaciously. He finally set up an industry of fifty or sixty acres of land. Shortly afterward, all land owned by the real estate industry was refurbished and the grandfather was back with a “rich peasant” ingredient. In that era of class struggle as the key link, not only grandfather head man