Song Wenzai, my grandfather-in-law, was not tall, but handsome with big, clean eyes and bushy eyebrows, straight nose. The inspiring righteousness flowed in his forehead. The heavy beards were all the way on his both cheeks. With a strong Hunan accent, high voice, smiled all the time, he was a kind man with a cheerful look.
With his childhood family poverty, went to apprentice learned hand printing as a teenage in Hunan province. At age of twenty, he came to Hubei, started a hand printing workshop, with selling groceries, earned enough money to feed the family.
But, after public-private partnership in the year of 1956, the family life suddenly became bitter, poor and harder. With simple goodness, no distractions, wholeheartedly, and love for the Communist Party, he actively participated "fanfare” that was asked and encouraged by the Communist Party, offered advices, criticism and suggestions to the government, however, he was labeled as rightist soon. …show more content…
My mother, several aunts and uncles struggled under the shadow of "rightist hat” for decades. Years after years, they had continued to commit themselves to the Communist Party and the government, and draw the line with their the rightist father. Also, Grandma-in-law in the ancient city suffered discrimination and indifference. My youngest uncle just entered primary school and also often was humiliated by his classmates. In order to get off this bad situation, got away from the sad place, at 1958, they had to abandon everything and moved to the new county town (called Hauzizui). In 1970, as the "Intellectual Youth", I was recruited back from the countryside to a city hospital, also had to fill in the column of social relations in my resume file:grandfather-in-law — Song Wenzai —