Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Family's Past

Yang Jiawei leaned forward slightly and asked with concern: "What else do you know about this photo?"

Pang Jindong raised his head and looked at Yang Jiawei, and said with a wry smile: "You should already know the answer, why do you still ask me?"

Yang Jiawei hurriedly explained: "I just want to verify it!"

"My grandfather's four elder brothers participated in the original government army, and in 1937, when the Anti-Japanese War broke out, they all went to the front. My four uncles knew before they left that they might not be coming back, so they left this photo as a souvenir. Later......." Pang Jindong's gaze returned to the photo and continued: "My eldest uncle and third uncle were killed in battle, and the second and fourth uncles participated in the later civil war. As a result, the side was completely defeated and forced to go to the island across the strait......"

Seeing that Pang Jindong stopped, Yang Jiawei urged: "Go on!"

"That's all I know!" Pang Jindong sighed, bringing out a lot of helplessness and emotion.

"You should at least know the names of your uncles, right?"

"I don't know!"

Yang Jiawei felt very strange: "You don't seem to be willing to talk about these things!"

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but I don't know much, because when my elders were alive, they were very shy about this part of the family's past. ”

"I think your family should be honored for this history!"

"There should be a lot of things happening in this world, but what about the actual ......" Yang Jiawei was born and raised abroad and didn't know much about domestic events many years ago, so Pang Jindong simply said the reason: "It is precisely because my two uncles are on the island across the strait that in a disaster more than 20 years ago, this has become an unforgivable crime for our family.......

Yang Jiawei nodded: "So that's the case!" He also had some knowledge of that disaster, although he didn't understand the actual situation at the time, he could also think of how much suffering it had brought to Pang Jindong's family, and felt that it was reasonable that Pang Jindong's elders were reluctant to talk about it.

Pang Jindong added: "Of course, I didn't catch up with that era, but I just heard some from the elders!"

"Not all of what your elders said to you is true!"

Pang Jindong frowned and asked strangely, "What did you say?"

"Your fourth uncle, General Pang Wenlan, did not go to that island, but took the remnants of his army all the way to the southwest, and finally left the Golden Triangle region!"

"General?" Pang Jindong was a little surprised by this title, because he remembered that his grandfather once said that the fourth uncle was only in his twenties at that time, and he was still a student of the military academy.

"When they first arrived in Indochina, the defeated government did not forget them, gave them some help, and promoted your uncle all the way, and later he was already a lieutenant general. Because these remnants of the defeated army will survive and gain a foothold, your uncle has made a great contribution. ”

Pang Jindong had heard a little about the remnants of the defeated side who were exiled to foreign countries, but he never thought that his family had anything to do with it.

As for what Yang Jiawei said was different from what the elders in the family said, Pang Jindong didn't think it was strange. At that time, the means of communication were already very backward, and in addition to the war, relatives had long lost contact with each other, so the grandfather probably mistakenly thought that his brother had gone to that island.

Pang Jindong looked at the photo, and became a little silly at this time, as if he had penetrated history and returned to that era, feeling the legend of his family.

After a long time, Pang Jindong asked in a low voice, "Is my uncle okay?" As soon as the words came out, Pang Jindong found that his voice was a little choked.

"Not very well lately, bedridden. After all, he is an old man in his nineties, and time may be running out,......" Yang Jiawei said, his expression gloomy. Pang Jindong can see that this guy has a deep affection for his uncle.

"He commissioned you to come to me?"

"In fact, General Pang has not forgotten to look for his relatives for decades, but due to various reasons, he has never been able to find you in China. ”

"For the first few decades, the country was in lockdown. Not long after the reform and opening up, our family emigrated abroad, but of course we couldn't find it. Pang Jindong bit his lip and sighed: "It's hard for him to be an old man......."

"How do you say that? Is it the Buddha who lives up to his wishes? A few years ago, General Pang finally got a clue!"

Pang Jindong didn't bother to correct Yang Jiawei and asked, "What happened later?"

"Remember how much trouble you caused us at the beginning!" Yang Jiawei said, his tone became teasing: "We have collected all the materials about you and found the house of your girlfriend surnamed Jin! After you went in at that time, I was about to kill you, and our people called, saying that your information is completely consistent with the nephew that General Pang is looking for, although I can't be completely sure, but I still have mercy!"

Pang Jindong was originally determined to forget the unhappiness, but Yang Jiawei took the initiative to mention it, which made Pang Jindong feel very uncomfortable. But hearing that Yang Jiawei also mentioned Jin Lingling, Pang Jindong felt a little embarrassed.

Yang Jiawei noticed this complicated expression, and was unwilling to let go of this opportunity to tease Pang Jindong, so he increased the intensity of his words: "You kid is really lucky!"

In the face of Yang Jiawei's offensive, Pang Jindong's counterattack was a little weak: "Why didn't you come to confess your relatives with blood at that time?"

"Because we have to go to other places to perform the task immediately, we have no chance to give you an appraisal, so we can only find another opportunity, anyway, you kid can't run!" Yang Jiawei said this, his expression became solemn: "Later, I asked you for a blood sample, and immediately went back to conduct a DNA comparison with General Pang, and it turned out that you are his nephew!"

"So, I should thank you!" Pang Jindong was quite emotional, and he didn't care about Yang Jiawei's mockery. After so many years, I have heard from my other relatives, and I don't know what it would be like if my parents and grandfather were alive.

"General Pang really wants to see you, I hope you have time to go to Changqing Mountain with me. ”

Since he had contact with the Kokang Republican Army, Pang Jindong collected some relevant information and knew that Changqing Mountain was one of their bases. Therefore, Yang Jiawei's words reminded Pang Jindong of a question that was drowned in emotion just now: "What is the relationship between my uncle and your Resolute Republican Army?"

Yang Jiawei replied very simply: "Your uncle is the soul of the Kokang Republican Army, and without him, there would be no Kokang Republican Army......."

Yang Jiawei told Pang Jindong that after the defeated three armies crossed the Golden Triangle for a period of time, there was a split internally, and several groups went their separate ways, and Pang Wenlan went to the Kokang area with a team of men and horses directly belonging to him.

The remnants of the army must first be able to gain a foothold in this land, and Pang Wenlan has successfully established good relations with the local Kokang people and other ethnic groups and won their support. The next step is to solve the problem of survival, he chose drugs without suspense, and used the money exchanged for drugs to buy weapons and equipment, food and other supplies.

Pang Wenlan couldn't leave the remnants of the army and go to that island alone, let alone return to the mainland of the motherland. In order for the remnants to survive in a foreign country for a long time, he must constantly expand his strength.

On the one hand, Pang Wenlan recruited a large number of surrounding ethnic groups to join him, regardless of whether they were Burmese, Karen, or Kachin, as long as they had a good impression of the Chinese, they would not refuse. In order to stabilize these alien races, he assimilated them in various ways, the most important of which was through intermarriage, and on the other hand, by educating them in a Han culture that was more advanced and civilized than the indigenous culture.

Pang Wenlan absorbed a large number of Chinese from other regions, as well as domestic refugees who appeared in the local area for various reasons, and even once encouraged the border people in China to defect to him. For the local remnants of the Ming Dynasty, the Kokang people, he arranged a series of marriages with the families of the remnants of the remnants, and attracted them to participate in his army and drug production with more lucrative benefits than other ethnic groups, tying the remnants of the army with the Kokang people, and gradually realizing the final and complete integration.

The Pang family is a famous local family, not only with poetry and etiquette, but also extremely wealthy. Over the generations, they have been farmers and businessmen, eventually accumulating many industries and businesses. Due to this condition of his family, the talented Pang Wenlan was fortunate to receive higher education. The college students of those days were the real national elite, not as foolish and worthless as they are now. Moreover, Pang Wenlan used to be in business before joining the army, and he is a very business-minded person, who is not only full of practice, but also does not lack theoretical cultivation.

He adopted a modern industrial production and management model for the operation of drugs, and designed and established a complete system of production, transportation and distribution, which continues to this day. Compared with other large and small drug trafficking organizations entrenched in the Golden Triangle region, although his scale is not large, the amount of profit is unparalleled, and even Kun Sha admires it.

People's desires are constantly growing, and when the problem of survival is solved, Pang Wenlan has political ambitions.

Other drug giants, such as Kun Sha and the like, also have their own political demands, but either just to find a nice fig leaf for their drug business, or they have just become grass cowards who occupy the mountains and reign kings. Pang Wenlan has a wealth of political and theoretical cultivation and a strong nationalist spirit.

So many years later, Pang Wenlan saw that the time was ripe, and raised the banner of the Kokang Republican Army, pursuing complete independence in northern Myanmar and becoming a republic dominated by Chinese. At the same time, he insisted on the strategy of feeding the army with drugs, and even engaged in some terrorist activities. Although this ideal has not yet been achieved, it has occupied a large amount of land, and the Burmese government has nothing to do about it.

Thinking that this largest drug trafficking group and one of the largest armed forces in Asia was established by his uncle, Pang Jindong couldn't help but gasp, not knowing whether to be proud or worried about his future.

Yang Jiawei said: "In the past two years, General Pang's physical condition has become worse and worse, and now he has handed over power!"

"I don't care about this ......" Pang Jindong shook his head and asked, "Does my uncle have any relatives and children over there?"

"Well...... this" Yang Jiawei smiled strangely, and replied vaguely: "There are a lot of ......."

Looking at Yang Jiawei's expression, Pang Jindong guessed a little, but still pretended not to know, and forced Yang Jiawei to say it: "I am very concerned about whether someone takes care of my uncle and ancestor, and I also want to know if I have any uncles, aunts, cousins, or cousins." With a long sigh, Pang Jindong said in a heavy tone: "I originally thought that I had no relatives.......

Yang Jiawei hesitated for a moment and said it, in fact, it was not a big deal, but he felt that it was better for General Pang himself to say it.

Pang Wenlan firmly believed that sufficient human resources were the foundation of a career, so he encouraged his subordinates to have more children, and the more children they had, the more rewards they would have. To this end, he strictly forbade women of Chinese descent from marrying to other races, and at the same time practiced polygamy in the Kokang Republican Army, marrying a large number of women of different races. He himself led by example, marrying wives of six different nationalities and giving birth to eight children.

Because the economic conditions and quality of life of the Chinese are much better, Chinese women are reluctant to marry outside even if they are not forbidden, and women of other nationalities are still willing to marry Chinese. Coupled with Pang Wenlan's example, it was very common for ordinary soldiers of the Kokang Republican Army to marry more than a dozen wives, and the population had increased by a large margin.

Pang Jindong couldn't help but be a little happy and said: "It turns out that I still have eight uncles, uncles and aunts!"

"Now in charge of the affairs of the Republican Army is General Pang's eldest son, Pang Tianpet. ”

"How many children do they have? That means how many cousins and cousins do I have?"

"Well, let's wait for you to go to Changqing Mountain!" Yang Jiawei didn't want to talk too much about Pang Wenlan's family life, and turned the topic back to the Kokang Republican Army itself: "General Pang may not see the establishment of the Kokang Republic in his lifetime. But we have accumulated enough strength, whether it is manpower, weapons and equipment, or money. I'm sure it won't be long before we're done. General Pang's only wish now is to meet his lost relatives and their descendants!"

"It's a pity that my elders have all passed away...... Pang Jindong said this, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

"I can see you in person, but General Pang's wish, when will you go with me?"

"Coming with you?" Pang Jindong shook his head and said helplessly: "You have also seen the situation on my side, and I can't leave for a while!"

"That's ......" Yang Jiawei understood Pang Jindong's distress, but he didn't want to give up lightly, thought about it and asked: "Is there a reliable person who can help you manage it for a while?"