Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve, and I entrusted my younger brother to carefully escort my mother to the deep city. My younger brother has a violent temperament, and I repeatedly emphasize patience and service, and be careful all the way, and in the end, in addition to leaving my travel expenses, the extra money is given to my mother, and so many people in the family still have to eat! I cherished each other with my mother and sister, and took a ride back to Puyang Province, and at the same time I took my third brother's 10-year-old son Zhang Pingsheng to Puyang Province. This time to visit relatives, according to the time is about to overtake the holiday, along the way with the military ID card, "break through", give priority to buy tickets, non-stop to return to Anshun No. 3 Preparatory School on time. I arranged for my nephew Zhang Pingsheng to study in a nearby primary school, and in the evening I wrote to my relatives in Wenshan to report his safety.

The third preparatory school has been moved to Anshun for half a year, and there has been no news of the opening of the school. No one knows whether the school will continue or not. So I organized everyone to study, learn military theory, learn weapons knowledge, in short, there is something for you to learn, something for you to do.

In February 1958, sure enough, the school was going to be restructured, and the school was renamed: Puyang Provincial Military Region Cadre School. Except for a few teachers who came from Nanzhao Province, the rest returned to Nanzhao Province. All the property of the preparatory school was handed over to the cadres of the military region, and our comrades who returned to Nanzhao Province waited for redistribution.

Closed up, I always remembered the one in my dream, she ---- Zou Admission. Maybe it's because I have a good heart, but this time I found the feeling of being in love, so I wrote a deep letter and sent it to my future daughter-in-law, Zou Admission. The letter expressed my longing for her, reminisced about the past of my childhood, and bought a beautiful envelope and sent it with a letter of sympathy. Since then, the letters between the east and the west have continued, and it seems that there is some affection. This might be called "falling in love".

Soon after, I also received a letter from my younger brother, saying that my mother had successfully crossed the Shencheng border bridge and entered Xiangcheng to go to the island province, and a big stone in my heart also fell to the ground.

At the end of February, the distribution list was announced, and more than 30 people returned to Nanzhao Province.

Brought nephew Zhang Pingsheng, is the son of my third brother Zhang Xuexi, in September 1947 he returned to Wenshan with his parents after the full moon, a month later the third brother returned to the north, and then transferred to Shencheng to the island province, after the liberation of the country in 1949, Zhang Pingsheng's mother remarried and returned to his hometown of Yuyao, Zhejiang, Zhang Pingsheng was unsupported and became an orphan. When he was young, he was raised at his mother-in-law and aunt's house. In 1957, when I returned to Wenshan to visit relatives, he was 10 years old, and his mother-in-law was going to Xiangcheng, but no one was willing to support him, so I brought him to Anshun to join the army and study in the second grade of the "August 1" primary school in Shuncheng.

Now that I have returned to Nanzhao Province, my superiors told me that I could not bring my family, so I had to ask Du Shizhong's comrades-in-arms who returned to Yuzhang Province to visit relatives to bring them back to their hometown, and telegraphed to my brother to pick him up in Zhangshi.

After everything was handed over, we were a group of more than 30 people, and a colonel sent us to Nanzhao Province, held a symposium and had a meal before the trip, and on the third day, we got on a bus and "rode the wind and waves" to return to Chuncheng in Nanzhao Province.

We reported to the Chuncheng Military Region Guest House, and we saw that many cadres from units directly under the Military Region had come here, including several hundred, and we did not know where to go for the assignment.

A few days later, we gathered in the auditorium of the military region club to listen to a report on the situation: At present, the international situation is easing day by day, the large-scale military conflict is basically over, the new political power has been consolidated, the country is about to carry out large-scale socialist economic construction, the army will be reduced, and many troops will be transferred to participate in the ...... of the country's economic construction. After listening to the report, organize a discussion. After several days of discussions, everyone expressed their determination to the organization: resolutely respond to the party's call, obey the party's arrangements, run wherever the party is directed, and obey the needs of the motherland.

Soon the order came down:

(1) Set up a fertilizer plant for the People's Army (location: Kaiyuan City).

(2) Establish the Nanzhao Provincial Production and Construction Corps (location: Mengbalaxi). The soldiers who turned out to be "three-door cadres" were all assigned to the Nanzhao Provincial Production and Construction Corps and were concentrated in the former military colonel's headquarters on standby.

At the mobilization meeting, the chief said: "This large-scale transfer has a large number of personnel and involves a wide range of people, and there may be people who do not understand the ideology, but there is one thing: We must obey the organization and obey orders. If there are any specific questions, you can go back to the respective units to reflect.

What else is there to say about this? We are going to stay away from the city and go to the border of Nanzhao Province to garrison the frontier, and everyone's hearts are a little heavy.

At the beginning of April 1958, an army of more than 30,000 people, carrying their suits, marched on the streets of Chuncheng, with a big banner in front: "marching to the frontier" as the guide, and a big banner at the back: "building the frontier, defending the frontier", the team formed a six-way column until the main square of Tuodong Road, boarded hundreds of large trucks to the frontier, and rushed to the southwest frontier. Our destination is Mengbalaxi, which is more than 800 kilometers away from Chuncheng, and is organized as the "First Division of the Nanzhao Provincial Production and Construction Corps".

I remember that when the chief made a mobilization report, he described Mengbalasi as: "The rich land on earth, the cornucopia of the world." Where: "Bananas on the head, pineapples on the feet, fruits all over the mountains, forests and trees cover the scorching sun, the four seasons are like spring, the climate is pleasant, rare and exotic beasts, and all kinds ......of things welcome guests." "It's really beautiful like poetry, and of course it's propaganda, it's encouragement.

In April 1958, although it was the twilight of spring, it was still spring in Mengbalaxi. Everyone was full of interest and looking forward to a bright future. Our first group of pioneers marched south in hundreds of large trucks, 40 people each, waving red flags and singing war songs, and from a distance they thought we were a tour group. "Forward, forward, forward, our team is facing the sun, stepping on the land of the motherland, and carrying the hope ...... of the people." The singing voice is loud and the mood is high. Two big red flags blared, and the car rushed to the southwest.

The Chengxian, Jinxian and Yuxian counties we have passed through are all flat rivers, with flat terrain, dense population, rich products, and are the golden location of Nanzhao Province. Further south is the Hengduan Mountain Range from north to south, the majestic plateau, all the way to the lofty mountains, ravines and ravines, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the vertical height difference is nearly a thousand meters, the vegetation changes vertically, it is really ten miles of different days. The car turned over the Ebei Mountain, climbed the Ailao Mountain, bent left and right, from the top of the mountain to the valley of Yuanxian County, only to see a suspended chain bridge erected on the river, can pass a car, the river under the bridge is rushing, the torrent waves hit the shore (the Yuan River flows to Quguo called the Red River), look down from the bridge, it is really a little dizzy.

Entering Yuan County, the climate is exceptionally hot, the hot wind is scorching, and I can't sleep at night. Yuan County is located on the Tropic of Cancer, is a subtropical monsoon climate, high temperature, long sunshine time, so there are many fruits. At this time, it is the season of bananas and pineapples, and everyone is vying to buy a net bag and eat to their heart's content.

From Yuan County to Mo County, it is necessary to cross the main peak of Ailao Mountain, the main peak of Ailao Mountain is 3165 meters above sea level, the mountain is inclined from southwest to southeast, it is the highest peak leading to all parts of southwest Yunnan, and the mountain is towering into the clouds. The truck crawled in a rage, but the wheels rolled very slowly and heavily. The highway zigzags around the mountains, reaching the highest point, where cars and people swim in a sea of clouds. It was noon when I arrived in Mo County, and after having lunch at the Minzu Hotel, I took a short break and continued to hurry.