This village is at the foot of Taiyue Mountain, built next to Taiyue Mountain, it is named Taiyue Village, I heard the old man say that Taiyue Village originally had 372 households, a total of more than 1,200 people, and it was a not small village.

Originally, the life of the villagers was still passable, not to mention the brocade clothes and jade food, and they could always eat a meal a day to barely survive, in the 18th year of the Republic of China, known as the golden decade, but there were some gimmicks, the national economy was still withering, many materials were in short supply, and soaring prices led to social unrest, that is, the people living in some large counties may be hungry, and I heard that the professors in the university could not eat enough, and the bad social situation at that time can be imagined.

To put it mildly, Taiyue Village is self-sufficient, but it still has to pay taxes.

The villagers probably never thought about a question, Taiyue Village is in a wild place, and it is completely unprotected by the so-called people's ** team, why do they have to pay taxes?

Fortunately, the taxes at that time were not particularly exaggerated, and the villagers were not only self-sufficient, but also could contribute to the lives of the cysts in the county.

It's just that during the Anti-Japanese War, this already hard enough life plummeted again.

The originally honest villagers of Taiyue Village work hard, and every year when the wind and rain are good and the harvest is good, the warehouse can also be full of grain, but where is this enough for the rampant expropriation of the rulers.

Taxes began to increase, even after ten or twenty years.

In this Taiyue village, it is only a microcosm of many villages outside the county seat, who only bear the obligation to pay taxes, but never enjoy the right to be protected by the government.

The government doesn't care whether they have been bullied by bandits or swept away by devils and puppet armies, but only pays attention to their own taxes, and if they can't pay the taxes, they will immediately become no different from bandits and puppet armies.

As a result, life became unsustainable, and during the Republic of China, there were many disasters, floods, droughts, and increasing taxes, and if they were any of them, they could have killed many people.

It is said that Taiyue Village is lucky, in this area of Taiyue, the wind and rain are smooth, and the catastrophe has not happened, but the harsh government is fiercer than the tiger, just the government's expropriation and tyranny have made the people miserable.

So the whole village began to wither, like falling leaves in winter, originally more than 300 households, more than 1,000 people, in just a few years, withered to the appearance of Han Feng and Xu Zilin and his party:

There are only four or five hundred people left in the whole village, and most of them are old and weak, just living day by day, and no one knows when they will die.

"Today, your Eighth Route Army is coming, but let us see hope!"

The weathered old man has great wisdom, and after seeing the essence of Han Feng and his party clearly, he gave him trust and pinned his hopes on Han Feng and his party.

When Han Feng mentioned that he wanted to temporarily station the army in Taiyue Village, none of the villagers objected, and it was simply a luxury to be able to meet an army that could protect the people in these years.

The villagers immediately took action, perhaps after eating the food that Han Feng gave them, they had some strength in their bodies.

They originally lived in three or two scattered households, but now they all moved out and gathered in the back section of the village, and gave nearly 200 earthen houses in the front section to the comrades of the Eighth Route Army to live in.

The fighters began to settle down, and several platoon commanders specially selected the best room for the regimental headquarters.

Han Feng took Xu Zilin to see, it turned out to be three or five connected earthen houses, said to be earthen houses, in fact, it is a house made of mud mixed with a few bricks, covered with thatch, I don't know if the house will leak everywhere when it rains, the windows are made of straw paper, many of them are dilapidated, with big holes exposed, and when winter comes, the cold current blows in through the window paper, which makes people tremble, maybe it is not appropriate to call it an earthen house, it should be called a thatched house!

I don't know how the villagers here miraculously survived this winter.

Pushing open the wooden door, it was full of dust, but Han Feng knew that it was good, because this thatched house was originally inhabited by villagers, and now it was vacated and given to the new third regiment as the regiment headquarters.

The furniture in the house is also there, and the original owner of this house is a warm and simple villager, who left all the furniture behind and gave it to the new third group.

Of course, in return, Han Feng asked the soldier to give the villager a sum of money, but in this turbulent year, money may be the most useless thing, and the villagers gladly accepted it, just to make Han Feng and his party feel better.

As for the so-called furniture left in the house: a chair made of bamboo, but the middle of the chair has a big hole, which does not look like a chair, but like an old toilet used in a squatting thatched house; A square table one meter wide, only one leg is missing, and below it is the villagers who cut a wooden stake to support it; Then there was a bench, which was dilapidated, the only one in the room that was still intact, and there was nothing else, but there was a lot of discarded old things, and at a glance the spiders were happy to crawl on it, except for dust and dust.

"Commander, I'll call someone to clean the house." Zhang Daring looked at this thatched house with some disgust, which was much worse than the village in the princess's tomb.

Han Feng said: "Forget it, the houses of the other soldiers are estimated to be even worse than this." The three of us will clean up this place, and we will be able to use it as soon as we can. ”

"Yes!"

After a big cleaning, from early morning to noon, Zhang Dada'er, who was originally dark enough, is now hung with a layer of dust, which looks even more like black charcoal crawling out of the kiln.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of water in this village, so I had to give up the fabric, grab a handful of thatch, take a broken bucket that looked like a urine bucket and fill it with some water, and wipe it in the house with thatch, and finally clean the dilapidated house full of dust.

Looking at the thatched hut that had changed its appearance, Zhang Daring happened to go outside to fetch water again, Han Feng said to Xu Zilin, who was already paste, "Okay, this is our regiment headquarters for the time being, Lao Xu, you look dirty and like a little cat, if you look like this from the beginning, I will definitely not see that you are a woman." ”

"Your eyes are poisonous!"

Xu Zilin said, wiping her face indiscriminately, but her face was even more flowery, "Old Han, what should we do next?" ”

Han Feng looked at Xu Zilin's big face and said with a smile: "Before fighting, we first have to find out the surrounding situation and the enemy we are about to face, and then naturally wait, wait for our team to assemble, and then try to develop." ”

Xu Zilin nodded: "We have a lot of people to transfer this time, in order to hide people's eyes, we can only act at night, and when our team is all assembled, it is estimated that it will be half a month younger!" ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a little longer, the action must be hidden, either we don't do it, or if we want to do it, we will catch the little devil off guard."

Han Feng set up the square table with a broken leg on the muddy earthen bed, there were really no tables and stools in the room, he still felt that it was the most decent way to put a table on the kang like the old regiment commander's regimental headquarters......