It was about 70 miles from Bazhen to Wenshan County, and the troops were ready to stay in Wenshan County at night. I know the customs along the way from Bazhen to Wenshan County. Today, four people went to the front station, and a staff officer of the school department was added. Everyone was full of interest, talking and laughing all the way, without any sense of fatigue. Xiao Luo and I told them all about the customs and customs of Wenshan County, they are from the north, and they feel very novel when they hear it. But we prefer to listen to the vice-captain tell the story of his heroic battle, and he is naturally the boss in front of us.

He introduced himself and said: "I am an orphan, begging for food and wandering everywhere since I was a child, the Eighth Route Army came to my hometown of Zhixian, I joined the army, I was born and died, fought many battles, was wounded, and killed many Japanese devils and reactionary troops, made meritorious contributions, and joined the party in 1942. That's all, that's all. ”

He just said a few words about his heroic deeds. We asked him, "Are you married?" He humorously said: "Hu Lu has not been extinguished, why is it a home?" After listening to it, everyone felt that he was very practical, and felt that the deputy captain was knowledgeable and not simple. We are juniors, but he never puts on old qualifications, and always takes care of me and Xiao Luo.

He said: "You are young and educated, and the construction of the motherland in the future depends on you educated people. ”

Xiao Luo smiled and said: "Vice captain, you have a wide range of knowledge, work experience, better than us, there are too many things worth learning from us." ”

He just smiled when he heard this. We worked together until Ganzhou before we broke up, but unfortunately I don't remember his name.

Walk to Shuangcun at 9 o'clock for breakfast, and serve two bowls of shredded pork noodles per person. I didn't have that stomach, I only ate one bowl and was full, and the deputy captain ate three bowls in one go, mixed with a lot of chili powder, so spicy that his head was sweating, and he also said repeatedly: "Happy." After eating, he wiped his left hand to his mouth (he is left-handed), "Go on your way!" ”

At one o'clock at noon, we arrived at Moqiao Township. There is only a dilapidated street like a sheep's intestine in the township, the storefronts are scattered, there is no place to eat on the street, there are only biscuits and water and wine in a store, the deputy captain touches it, there is no money, only the money stamps, but it can't be used here, I only have a dozen copper shells, everyone is "communist" together, and I bought three catties of biscuits and a bottle of liquor. The vice captain immediately asked for four bowls, one bowl of wine per person, and "shared joys and sorrows" together, I wouldn't be in the cup, and Xiao Luo would only drink a little, but in front of the leader, he also "Sven" shirked. The captain was on fire: "The subordinates obey the superiors and listen to the 'orders'!" I still didn't dare to speak, "Do you still want to go to the front station?" I said in embarrassment. Drink! The deputy captain saw that I was uncomfortable and knew that I really couldn't drink, so I poured all the wine to him, and Xiao Luo also poured half a bowl of wine to the school staff, and they all "laughed". The vice-captain craned his neck, and he was full of grunts, and I secretly admired that northerners could really drink. We took advantage of the wine to hurry away.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, we entered Wenshan County from the east gate, at this time it was already raining lightly, although the road is not easy to walk, but the heart is particularly happy. My family lives in the county seat, and it has been three years since I left home, and I finally arrived home, not to mention how happy I am in my heart. Every street in the county is like a number of treasures, and I led them to start from the east of the city, and then to the west of the city, the Chinese medicine shop "Fuchangxiang", and the vegetable market. The school headquarters and the brigade headquarters live in the "western-style building" at the east gate, and our squadron headquarters lives upstairs in the Chinese medicine shop.

"Fu Changxiang" is a century-old pharmacy, the owner of the shop, Zhangshuren, surnamed Ding, people call him Mr. Ding. When I was in his house, Mr. Ding's eldest son recognized me and was amazed, and as soon as we spoke, Mr. Ding also recognized, "Oops! It's Mao Lingzi (my milk name)", and asked this and that, I only picked up important answers. Hearing my intention, he was glad to give up the upstairs guest room to us. "I'm sorry, I'm on official business, so I'll be with you less." I explained and went out the door.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the army arrived, and after they were settled one by one, I asked the team for a few hours off to go back to see my mother and siblings. I invited Xiao Lao Luo and Xiao Deng to my house for dinner. It was raining heavily, so we opened our umbrellas and left. I'm about to see my mother, and I'm beaming with joy. More than 30 meters away from home, I saw the big camphor tree next to my house, my heart beat faster, my feet walked more easily, and I was about to see my poor mother!

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting from behind: "Zhang Xuexun!" ......" I saw Xiao Liu, the correspondent of the team headquarters, running from behind, panting and puffing: "The troops are out, don't live in Wenshan, go back to catch up with the troops." "I was stunned and I couldn't believe my ears. Xiao Liu took my hand and walked back, I really didn't know what it tasted like, so I had to follow. Correspondent Xiao Liu turned around and said: "I'll go first, the troops converge at the brick gate, do you hear?" He hurried away and disappeared into the rain.

All three of us were disappointed and hurried back to the squadron's quarters, which were empty and our backpacks had been taken away. When Mr. Ding saw me, he was puzzled and said, "Just go, wow, I haven't sliva yet...... and we said, "Thank you, thank you." "Immediately run towards the Wenshan Bridge at the south gate.

There was a big wooden bridge over the Wenshan River, which was blown up when the reactionary army fled, and the troops had already waded across the river, and when we arrived at the river, the river suddenly swelled and could not pass, and we found a boat at the old ferry downstream of the bridge, and the rain fell heavier, and the boat boss was gone. The three of us jumped onto the boat in a hurry, and little Robert got off the boat, and the three of us left the shore with the boat.

In the rainstorm, my sister Hui suddenly came (she heard that I arrived in Wenshan and followed the troops to the South Gate Bridge to find me), she recognized me and shouted: "Brother, don't go, the water is heavy and the rain is ......", I saw her tears and rain, and her heart was anxious. I had no choice but to comfort loudly: "You go back, tell your mother, I'm fine, don't worry, take care!" ……”

Xiao Luo supported the boat hard, due to the depth of the water and the waves, the boat drifted down the water, we did not hold the boat, the big boat was like a kite with a broken line, drifting with the waves, everyone was a little panicked. Deng Xiaolin said loudly: "Put the penny on the bottom of the boat, and work hard!" Don't panic. "The three of us rowed the boat to the other side with all our might.

This is the confluence of Wenshan and Zhangjiang, if the big boat drifts into Zhangjiang, the consequences are really unimaginable. I finally managed to reach the south shore, and I looked back to see my sister still standing in the wind and rain, shouting and crying.

I shouted out, "Go back, take good care of your mother, and I'll be back when the revolution wins." ”

I was very sad in my heart, but I was determined to always follow the party and never be a deserter, so I waved my hand vigorously to my sister on the other side, turned my head without hesitation, strode forward to chase the troops, and left my lovely hometown.

It was not until 1957 that I received a telegram that my mother was critically ill, and I took a car to change trains, and rushed home for four days and four nights.

The three of us hadn't yet reached Motan, it was already dark, it was pouring rain, and we couldn't distinguish things, but fortunately, the correspondent Xiao Liu told us that the troops met at the brick gate, and I was familiar with the road, knew where the troops were, and moved forward bravely. At eight o'clock I caught up with the large army, and when I inquired, the seventh squadron of our second brigade was still in front, and after rushing for a while, we finally found the squadron, at this time the three of us were soaked, and my big oil-paper umbrella also opened a big mouth.