Chapter 14

Grandma, when I sat down at the dining table, I continued to ask grandma: So, did the Japanese let the Americans beat them away?

No, not only Americans, but also Russians. That was very lively. The Russians, who were singing big shows all day long, were tall and big, and walked quickly and quickly. When you passed by, there was a gust of wind. They drove an armored car by our door, rumbling, and almost knocked down our house. Huohuo, grandma lived so old, it was the first time she had seen that thing, like a monster, so scary

Many Russians saw Chinese people and shook hands with you. Many people have yellow hair, blue eyes, and are stupid. They are not as silly as Japanese. If you buy your things, they will give you as much as you want. They will not bargain.

That day, I happened to be doing a small business in Fengtian City, and the Russians rushed in. The whole city was full of their people. The Japanese didn't know where to go. The shops and restaurants were closed, and they were all in a mess. The train was blocked. We waited at the station for two days. Finally, a train was about to start. People were trying hard to squeeze into the car. Who wouldn't want to go home quickly? I don't know what the house looked like at this time. The train was so crowded that the door could not be closed. When my grandma squeezed into the carriage, she could never squeeze in again.

I don't know when the next train will be departing. The impatient person climbed onto the roof of the car, and I followed them up and tried my best. I fell to death and got back home.

Where did the Japanese go?

Those who died, those who escaped, and many others jumped into the Daliao River, committed suicide, and many people went to watch the fun, asking them, "What are you dead? You can go home?" They said, "It's not good to go home, you have to starve to death." Some families cannot give birth, so they choose their children.

It was even harder to have a good time at that time. There were raucous everywhere. Sometimes when I was doing some business, someone shouted, "The Russians are here." Everyone was blowing up the camp and ran around like a camp. Some people took advantage of this space to steal things and steal things. In fact, the Russians didn't come at all. Some people called this on purpose, and people called it "scam fraud".

The Japanese ran away, and the factories in the city were shut down. The workers had no food to eat. They took out the bricks in the blast furnace and picked them up dozens of miles. When we came here to change our food, we would live in the dilapidated temple at the west end of our house.

Xitou, isn’t Xitou a production brigade?

Now it is a production brigade. The morning head is a dilapidated temple. Everyone lives in beg for food. Everyone calls it Huazifang. That year, it happened to be the twelfth lunar month. The sky was cold and the dilapidated temple was not blocking the wind at all. One or two people had to be carried out early in the morning. I saw that it was too miserable, so I took a broken quilt into the dilapidated temple. I went in and saw that there was a little girl in the corner of the wall. She was so cold that her fingers couldn't be turned back. I covered her with this quilt.

Then did she freeze to death? I asked with concern

No, the next day, her mother came and returned the quilt. I said I don't want it anymore, so I'll use it for you.

When did they leave?

Seeing that the two of them were so pitiful, your grandfather let them live in our house. The old lady wanted to marry her girl to your father!

Then, why didn’t my dad marry her?

Your dad didn't like someone and said she didn't read. That girl was not very sensible, and your grandfather didn't like her too much.

What happened later?

It was spring, and they went back to the city, and they didn’t know where they went in the future. Grandma swallowed a mouthful of corn cake and continued to tell: "Breaking head, there are some people who starve to death on the roadside!"

So what? I starved to death, no one cared about it on the side of the road! Grandpa interrupted: Oh, that year, the people were thinking about it. The Japanese devils had run away and they should live a comfortable life. But, I never thought that the Kuomintang and the Eighth Route Army started working again. Alas, it was really a mess!

Grandpa, I turned my face and asked Grandpa: Which one is better, the National Army or the Eighth Route Army?

Hi, Grandpa coughed twice: They are all Chinese, what else can I say? Anyway, they are better than the Japanese. They are poorer in the Eighth Route Army. They are dressed in torn clothes and have all kinds of colors. They are not as well dressed as bandits. Some soldiers don’t even have bullets. Don’t look at the bullets they carry with them, but they are actually filled with high grain poles, pretending to have many bullets.

The National Army is not as shabby as the Eighth Route Army. The National Army is rich, and the soldiers are dressed neatly and beautifully. Each of them has a pony clip. Many of them carry submachine guns, and they can hold a shuttle. The Eighth Route Army guns are shot and they have to be bolted.

I heard someone say that grandma muttered: What kind of national army was transferred from Myanmar? It was called the New Sixth Army. It was the chef who cooked fire in our house. It was a Burmese man. When I talked to him, he couldn't speak a word of Chinese. The soldiers of the New Sixth Army, who were as dark as a coal mine, sang songs when they had nothing to do. What did they sing: 'My home is on the Songhua River in the Northeast,' but they were not from Northeast China, they were all from Guanli. I asked them: 'Young man, are you afraid of death when fighting?', grandson, guess what they said?

What did you say? Grandma!

Hum, Grandpa interrupted again: Hum, the soldier of the National Army said, "Die? If you die, you will be considered a mother without raising me!" The Eighth Route Army asked us fellow villagers, and when we came, they helped clean the yard and fetch water. At night, the Sixth Army came with us. They didn't clean the yard or fetch water. They called me elder brother, grandma and sister-in-law. When we saw that there were pigs and chickens in our family, they would buy them. They always paid more money every time, and they never gave a lot of them. They said that it was not easy for ordinary people to cook chickens and eat them differently from us. They killed chickens and did not remove their hair and peeled off their skins.

At night, they didn't go to the kang to sleep. When they put their luggage on the ground and slept, they asked your grandpa, I would eat with them. Grandpa, I am quite willing to talk to the National Army. The National Army is a genuine army, while the Eighth Route Army rebels, but grandpa, I don't know how to drink alcohol, and my face turns red after a sip. Later, when the National Army drinks, I drink tea, hehe

Yes, grandma sighed: Grandson, when it comes to the national army, I suddenly remembered something. One day, your grandfather was having dinner with the national army in the outer room. Your father and your third uncle sneaked into their house. Seeing a gun on the kang, your father and your third uncle fiddled with it. Your third uncle rode on the gun. Somehow your father hooked the gun. Then he heard a "bar" sound. Everyone in the room ran over and saw that it was full of smoke in the room. Your third uncle was still sitting on the gun. Your father was scared to death.

The official was stunned for a long time and didn't say a word. After a while, many officials and soldiers came from various places. They all found out what happened. The officer said, "It's nothing, the gun went off!" Afterwards, he said to me, "Sister-in-law, you can see that you are a kind-hearted person. Only your child has this blessing. I also borrowed your light. You have to know, if your child has three or two shortcomings, the superior will have to kill me."

Guojun, it can be seen that grandpa and grandma have a special relationship with the Guojun, especially grandpa, grandson, there is a child in the Guojun army, who is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and is the battalion commander's service soldier.

It was said that he was serving the battalion commander. Look, the battalion commander was serving his child and soldier who liked to pee. Every morning when he woke up, the battalion commander would wash the wet sheets for him.

That year, when your grandma went out to do business, she always carried a piece of money on her back. The soldier fell in love with your grandma's money on her back and insisted on buying it. In the end, he asked him to go to the bear and he carried the money on her back and went to the city with your grandma. He said that he had never been to the city once from Yunnan to the gate of the city. He really wanted to see what the city outside the gate was like, and whether there was any fun in Yunnan.

At that time, the city was from the Eighth Route Army. Your grandmother said, 'Child, you are going to go. When you get to the city, I will tell the Eighth Route Army that you are the New Sixth Army'. He knew that your grandmother was teasing him: 'That's OK, aunt, the Eighth Route Army will definitely give you a reward', hehe, he really followed your grandmother to the city.

Grandma, I asked Grandma: Grandma, you didn’t hand him over to the Eighth Route Army?

Oh, grandma replied seriously: Grandma doesn’t want to do this harmful thing. The National Army and the Eighth Route Army fight, whoever wants to win will win. What does it have to do with our people? No matter who comes, they will be guests at our house. We all welcome our grandson enthusiastically. This little soldier still has a lot of trouble!

What a lively thing!

Grandpa, Grandpa tells you, one day, in the middle of the night, there was a noise outside, and all the soldiers went out to guard. The little boy was sleeping very hard. Besides, he couldn't fight. No one woke him up when he woke up. Seeing that there was no soldier in the room, he asked Grandpa: Uncle, battalion commander, the army, where did they go? Grandpa deliberately scared him: 'The Eighth Route Army came just now, they all ran away.' The soldier cried loudly

Your grandma said beside her, ‘Oh, why are you scaring him? Look, he was so scared,’ your grandma told him, ‘You battalion commander and soldiers are all outside. He put on his clothes and ran out and saw that they were all in the yard, and they were all standing with guns. This time, he felt at ease, and went into the house and fell on the floor, and fell asleep again.

Grandma, I asked: Is the Eighth Route Army coming?

Here, grandma served a bowl of hot soup and continued: Oh my god, I really started fighting that day. From noon to midnight, the Eighth Route Army fought into the fort. The New Sixth Army was afraid of hurting the people. The officials ordered that they would not fight back. They all ran out of the fort with guns and shouted at the Eighth Route Army: Come here, if you have the guts, come here, come here, the Eighth Route Army will be chased behind. After the Fort, the Eighth Route Army will be killed. The New Sixth Army's soldiers scolded the Eighth Route Army for being too unreasonable. Why do you have to fight in the fort and hurt the irrelevant people?

After liberation, the town government erected a monument for the Eighth Route Army who were killed by the National Army in that place, and also circled a courtyard condom, which was built like a temple, just like Santaizi, and you can see it by taking the commuter train.

In that battle, many people died in the New Sixth Army. The officials arranged to buy coffins and buried them. The Kuomintang army was really rich. They bought coffins. The wood was thick. Those who were seriously injured could not do it. They put it in the yard and waited to die slowly. Those who were slightly injured were placed in the house.

The wounded soldier called his father and mother in pain. It was so uncomfortable to hear that. Who has no children? If he sees his children beating like this, who can bear it?

Some wounded soldiers shouted for water to drink from me, but the officials didn't let me give him a drink, saying that drinking water from a gunshot wound would be done immediately. The wounded soldiers were thirsty and pointed at me when they were thirsty. 〕Damn it, ordinary people, we are working hard on you on the front line, you don't even drink saliva, you are so heartless. Oh, he died without arguing for a long time.

Then, why haven't they fought the Eighth Route Army in the end? I hope my grandma can answer this question for me

Then who knows, maybe it should be done. God arranged it, everything is fate! This is the answer my grandma gave me. Grandma believes in fate the most. If there is something big, I have to find a blind man to calculate.

Then, where did they go? I continued to ask

Let's go, who knows where to go! Some of them were caught by the Eighth Route Army. They tied their hands behind their backs and locked them up in our house. They sent soldiers to watch them. When they were thirsty, the Eighth Route Army asked me to send them a bowl of water. As soon as I entered the house, I saw their pitiful appearance, and quietly asked them, "What are you doing? There are such a good guy, why haven't you ever fought the Tu Eighth Route Army?"

The officers tied up, and their faces were red with shame when I heard what I said: ‘Oh, sister-in-law, don’t say anything, it’s all over, it’ One even started crying, and some officers asked me to ask me where their wife was going, and I said, ‘I don’t know where they are. Who dares to ask, I saw them all loaded into a big truck and pulled away!’ A very fat officer said, ‘It’s over, the Communist Party has to send them to Fushun to give them coal digging, and no one gives them to their daughter-in-law. In order to make them dig more coal, the Eighth Route Army rewards their women as their daughter-in-law.’

Really? I asked my grandma with my eyes and shook her head: I don’t know, grandma doesn’t know, everyone is so booming, I think the Eighth Route Army can’t do this! No matter what, they are all serious military leaders!

Mom, I always listened to the third uncle who was telling me silently about the story of my grandmother and grandfather and said: However, after liberation, the kiln ladies were really sent to Fushun and assigned to the coal miners.

Alas, that morning, after pulling away the National Army officer, grandpa was very upset when he mentioned the National Army's defeat. When the National Army was defeated, the Eighth Route Army drove over. That man, my god, he is so big-nose that his father is old! On the road in front of our house, there was not a whole day. Tell me, where did so many people come from? I really don't understand. I have lived for half my life. It's the first time I saw such a long team, without any head or tail, and they all ran and couldn't even breathe.

There was a soldier who was thirsty and went into the house to ask me for water. I asked him where he came from. He told me that he came from Jinzhou. He picked up a scoop of cold water and poured it into his stomach. How could this work? He ran so fast, and then drank a lot of cold water. Can you bear it? Your grandma and I brought Chaihe and I boiled a large pot of boiling water. Whoever came in would give it to him that day. Your grandma and I boiled three tanks of water.

There was another soldier holding a piece of cloth begging your grandma to repair his socks. He told me that this piece of cloth was picked on the street of Jinzhou. "My fellow countryman, you didn't look at it. There were all things thrown on the street. There was no one in the store. Good things were placed there, no one cared about it. But the superior ordered us not to take anything, not to bow down. Whoever bowed and picked things and shot it on the spot. This piece of cloth was picked from a windowsill for a long time. No need to bow!'

Grandma, which one is better, the National Army or the Eighth Route Army? I continued to solemnly ask grandma that among the literary works I have read and the movies I have watched, the National Army has been deposed to the extreme, while the Eighth Route Army has been raised to a fabulous position. I hope to reposition the National Army and the Eighth Route Army from my grandfather and grandma. Who is better, the National Army or the Eighth Route Army?

How to say this? Grandma was really embarrassed. She spread her hands: Eighth Route Army, your grandfather just looked down on them. He said they were not in a good shape. You can't tell whether the clothes they were officials or soldiers. The officials were not like officials, and the soldiers were not like soldiers.

Look at it now, um? You don’t let you do anything! Everyone has to stay in the production team. It’s useless all day long. If you plant green onions, you can’t plant radishes. And you can’t plant scholasts. And you can’t plant scholastics in the city to farm in the countryside. What will they do? You can only help but dig out all the potatoes before the time comes. As a result, they are rotten. They are just a group of prodigals.

Humph, grandpa snorted coldly: I just don’t look down on the Eighth Route Army. Why? It’s not true. As soon as the Eighth Route Army came, I just divided the landlord’s things and their landlord’s grandson. It’s not easy for landlords. They have saved up for several lifetimes. I’ll give them the points as soon as they say they’ll give them!

As soon as the Eighth Route Army came, the second-rate people in Liuhao who were not doing their jobs were most willing to go to the Eighth Route Army to report to the Eighth Route Army who had a lot of money and land. After that, the Eighth Route Army rewarded them with something that the Eighth Route Army could not tell the good or bad people, and even let these people take the lead. That would be better.

As soon as this group of people gathered together, they gave a share of an oil mill. Then what is it? Just grab it. Whoever has more family members and has the ability can grab it more. The soybean oil is flowing all over the floor. Your grandmother and your father also went there, but if you can't grab it, you can move back a few pieces of bean cakes. It's faster than the wind. With all your skills, you can rob everything. The boss of the oil mill kneeled down to everyone. Who has time to pay attention to him? He was so angry that he stamped his feet and hanged it on the rope in the middle of the night.

OK, OK, grandma started picking up the table, Old man, don’t be fooled, pack up quickly, clean up, go to bed early, tomorrow morning, I have to get up early to catch the first bus and go to the city to sell eggs!