Chapter 3 Shannan Shanbei (Four Upper)

This is the second time in a month that Zhang Songling has heard about the Communist Party. It is still from the mouth of a former Qing old Xiucai who lives in seclusion in the countryside and rarely even goes to the nearest county seat. "This old madman is not really a Communist Party, right?" Thinking of the various actions of the hunchbacked veteran military division in the Iron Blood Society, Zhang Songling began to mumble in his heart. Good at agitating people's hearts, good at making money, and unconsciously tempting you to hell..... these are the descriptions of the Communists in Shandong's state-run newspapers. And the hunchbacked veteran military master Wei Ding seems to be able to have a relationship with any of them.

"No, I'll figure it out, don't be sold, and count the money for you!" After recovering from the panic, Zhang Songling's first reaction was to find out the details of the old military division as soon as possible. Before he could figure out how to speak, he saw the old hunchbacked military master Wei Ding with his hands behind his back, pouting his buttocks, and going out step by step to see Wei Zhankui wrestling with Zhao Erzi and others, as if he was very proud of the move of Zhang Songling just now.

"Old thing!" Zhang Songling picked up the ledger and slammed it on the edge of the table. can be annoyed to be annoyed, the old military teacher Wei Ding's kindness to him is also real. made him really ruthless, and immediately cut off relations with the other party.

In fact, even if Zhang Songling wanted to draw a clear line with the old military division, it was not so easy. After just 20 days of coming to Weijiazhuang, the villagers have begun to spread rumors that he is the grandson of Wei Ding Wei Lao Xiucai. originally lived in Dabeiping, but in order to escape the military disaster, he went to the countryside to join his grandfather, whom he had never met.

Otherwise, you see that Lao Xiucai treats a young student in the village as well as Adjutant Zhang?! not only ate and lived with him, but also handed over the account books and warehouse keys to him to be in charge of an outsider. You know, it is a large warehouse with thousands of oceans and tens of thousands of catties of rice grain, and when you go in and out, you can wipe two handfuls with your hands, which is enough to eat for several days.

"No, wasn't he tied back with a rope by Zhao Erzi that day?" Of course, there are also people who don't believe the rumors and frown and whisper to refute them.

"It was the flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple that day! Zhao Erzi didn't know that Lao Xiucai's family had relatives coming over, of course, if he saw anyone suspicious, he would have to tie it up with a rope! Don't you see the drama in the text, all singing like that? The kind-hearted old man picked up a frozen scholar on the street, only to find out that the other party was his own grandson whom he had never met......"

"Then this kid's life is too good. Not to mention, Lao Xiucai has more than 200 acres of watered land under his name, and more than a dozen big animals! ”

"Who's to say it isn't! Lao Xiucai has never had a son. The only girl married Xiao Er, and she was born as two girls. Although this grandson is not a grandson, he is also a handle......"

If this is the case, the more it spreads, the more noses and eyes will be. Later, even the son-in-law of the hunchbacked veteran military division, Xiao Er, the head of the Iron and Blood Society, was suspicious. I specially found a time to have dinner, and ran around and around to ask the old military master if he really had a wife in Beiping City before he went to Weizhuang to live in seclusion. The angry old military master picked up the broom and hugged Xiao Er's head. chased from the kang to the gate, and the shoes on both feet ran away and didn't care to pick them up.

Zhang Songling witnessed the whole process of the two opposing goals of the old military division and Xiao Er's son-in-law on the kang, and couldn't help but fall with joy. Most of the time, in his eyes, the old military division is like those boring old men in his neighborhood. My wife has long since left and returned to the West, and my life alone is very empty and lonely. That's why I'm a little crazy and do things out of tune all day long to attract the attention of others.

"You're having fun picking it up again, aren't you? Be careful not to choke on the buns! The old military master walked back from outside panting, and saw Zhang Songling rubbing his little belly by himself, cursing angrily.

"You say, why are you so old?! Let me go sooner, what's the trouble! Zhang Songling counted them down, and at the same time used chopsticks to pick out the lean pieces of meat in the dish and put them into the old military division's rice bowl. As an officer, the biggest advantage is that you can eat meat regularly. Although the portion is not much, you can always see a little bit of meat every once in a while.

"I don't eat! It's okay to be courteous, it's either a traitor or a thief! The old military master picked up the chopsticks and threw the meat in the rice bowl back into the vegetable plate, "Du Gongbu ate meat and died of eating meat back then." I won't fall for you! (Note 1)

Zhang Songling shook his head, didn't care about the old children, and continued to deal with the food on the table like a storm. The old military master took a few bites of the bun angrily, and then killed the small half bowl of corn porridge with a ruthless expression, his eyes rolled, and a happy smile instantly bloomed on his face, "Little fat man, tell you something?!" ”

"You keep talking!" Zhang Songling didn't raise his head, and agreed casually. Anyway, nine out of ten things that the old military advisor told him were not serious, so he didn't waste too much attention.

"Look closely, you really look a little like me. Especially the eyes of our two grandfathers, they are all black and white......" The old military advisor looked at Zhang Songling's chubby face, and his eyes were full of kindness.

"How can I compare with you. Your eyes are like torches, and I am big-eyed! Zhang Songling was chewing his food, and he was playing poor with the old man.

"It's the same, it's the same, when I was young, my eyes were also very bright, and then I kept taking care of the accounts for my cousin, and I couldn't look at my eyes anymore!" The old military advisor didn't know anything about modesty, staring at his old eyes that had turned yellow, and boasting about himself. "And the edges and corners on our foreheads, these shoulders, these earlobes, there are so many places that resemble them. The more you look at it, the more you look! ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Songling was too lazy to refute and said casually.

"You say, you can't really be my grandson, right?" The old military advisor immediately hit the snake with the stick, and said with a shy face.

Zhang Songling glanced at the other party and refuted very shamelessly, "My mother and my father are both authentic Shandong Lucheng people. You are always the yellow belt of Beiping City, I can't climb high! ”

"Maybe you picked it up. You were naughty when you were a child, and your mother didn't tell you, did you pick it up? Undeterred, the veteran continued to search for favorable grounds.

All children in the north, when they were young, almost no one was not told by their parents that he was picked up! Zhang Songling couldn't deny the old military teacher's words at all, so he slapped his chopsticks on the table in anger and said loudly: "I'm full, you eat slowly." There's still a bunch of accounts that haven't been settled, and I don't want to stay up late tonight! ”

"Don't worry, don't worry. You are young, why are you more anxious than my old man? My old man is joking with you, can't you! Seeing that Zhang Songling seemed to be really angry, the old military division hurriedly jumped off the kang and opened his arms to stop him. Sit, sit, sit with me for a while. Don't rush to work! It's just such a thing, do it today, do it tomorrow and do it the same! ”

Zhang Songling couldn't break through, so he had to sit down with his cheeks puffed out. The old military advisor cautiously observed his words and looks, looked at it for a while, and deduced that Zhang Songling had lost his anger. smiled again, and tried it with a dead face: "Otherwise, let's get acquainted." You're about the same age as my grandson. Recognize me as a godfather, so that others don't have to be suspicious! ”

"I've only known you for over a month!" Zhang Songling glared at the old military advisor and responded very angrily. "In this village, there are many people who want to recognize you as a godfather. Don't keep staring at me as a stranger, okay, I beg you! ”

"Don't I think you're pleasing to the eye?" The old military division made a big fuss and muttered a little aggrieved. "I have a house and land under my name, and I don't want you to retire in the old age."

"How many times have I told you, I want to go to Beiping, go to Beiping to join the army! You once said that one day a bullet hit me, and I will confess. You're so old, you don't want to experience a white-haired person sending a black-haired person! Don't bother me about this in the future. It's best not to bother me about anything else. Except for sending me away! Zhang Songling was furious, pushed away the old man's obstruction, and slammed the door.

"I don't know what's going on! Without my old man's protection, you would have been sold by Wei Zhankui" The old man chased a few steps, raised his leg and kicked the door in annoyance, "If you don't bother, you won't bother you, others beg me to be annoying, I'm too lazy to bother!" ”

was angry, but the old military master Wei Ding was really ruthless, and let Zhang Songling fend for himself in the village. Just a few days after saying that he would ignore Zhang Songling anymore, he took the old newspaper that Zhang didn't know where to get it, and happily found the door, "The opportunity is here, the opportunity is here." Little fat man, look. Here's our chance! ”

"What chance?!" Zhang Songling, who was boredly flipping through the manuscript of the ancient scrolls, sat up straight and asked with a little confusion. After yelling at the old man, he also felt that he had overreacted at that time. So I want to try to find an opportunity to soothe the old man's injured little heart.

"The fight has started, the Japanese and the 29th Army have fought!" The hunchbacked old soldier was elated, as if he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

"Ahh Zhang Songling was startled, grabbed the old newspaper, and spread it on the table to watch. I saw that the first page of the old newspaper was written with a very thick headline, "Pingjin is in danger, North China is in danger, and the Chinese nation is in danger!" The following is the specific content, "The Japanese devils yesterday launched a fierce attack on the defenders of our Lugou Bridge under the pretext of looking for the missing soldiers. The officers and men of the 29th Army rose up to resist and would rather die than retreat......"

Desperately looking for the date, I found out that the newspaper was published on the eighth day of the seventh month of the Gregorian calendar, and it has been four full days since now!

"What's there to be happy about, the Japanese will hit the doorstep right away!" Zhang Songling was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and he really wanted to jump up and give the old madman two slaps to urge him to wake up.

"Will you take a look any further?" The old military advisor also realized that the expression on his face at this time didn't seem to be appropriate, put away his smile, and reminded curtly, "Bottom, first page, lower right side......"

Suppressing the feeling of being on fire, Zhang Songling picked up the newspaper and read it again. In addition to the article-like manuscript at the masthead, there are also speeches from the great figures of this era. Some angrily denounced the Japanese as despicable and shameless, some lamented the country's many disasters and difficulties, and some worriedly analyzed the comparison of Chinese and Japanese strength. As for the military, the attitude is very tough. General Guan Linzheng from the Central Army swore in Baoding in front of a group of reporters that he would fight the Japanese devils to the end. Song Zheyuan, the commander-in-chief of the 29th Army, also entrusted his confidants to publish an impassioned speech in the newspaper. Declare your attitude, do not flinch, do not surrender, and do your best for peace. If peace is really not hopeful, he will lead the officers and men of the 29th Army to the national disaster. At the end of his speech, Song Zheyuan also loudly appealed to all the soldiers and civilians in North China to unite and rather fight to the last man than let the Japanese devils' attempt to annex North China succeed.

"These are clichés, and I've said them countless times!" Zhang Songling didn't look down on the right side of the newspaper, saw anything useful, glanced at the overexcited old military teacher, and said with a little resentment.

The 29th Army had already fought desperately with the Japanese invaders, but they were detained in this small mountain village, and it was difficult to leave an inch. It's all to blame on this old madman, if he hadn't been keeping an eye on it, he would have ...... a long time ago

The hunchbacked veteran military division didn't feel the resentment in Zhang Songling's eyes at all, knocked on the newspaper, and hated a little that iron is not steel, "It's a shame that you have read so many books, such a good opportunity, and you actually turned a blind eye!" Look here, here, and here. General Guan Linzheng, General Sun Lianzhong, and General Song Zheyuan all called on the people of North China to stand up and fight the Japanese invaders to the end. Since it's a call for us to fight bloodily, we can't let us fight the Japanese invaders empty-handed, right? Think about it, if at this time, we pick up the banner of the Iron and Blood Society and ask them for guns and bullets, they will be fooling, and they will have to be fooled like the same thing! ”

"Hiss-" Zhang Songling gasped. Not because of the severity of the situation, but because the old military division's thinking is very different from ordinary people. From the perspective of the Iron and Blood Society's own development, it is the best time to ask the 29th Army or the Central Army for weapons at this moment. If they refuse, it will be tantamount to explaining that their words of mobilizing the people of North China to resist Japan are nonsense. Not only will it chill the supporters of the Anti-Japanese War, but it will also allow the Japanese to find an excuse to divide and disintegrate the military and civilians in North China.

"Write, you read a lot of books, you write it. Write two letters, no, write three. One for Song Zheyuan, one for Guan Linzheng, and one for Sun Lianzhong. I don't believe it, all three of them are lying to reporters. Put on a few more clips, and there's always a rabbit willing to put on the set! ”

"I can write the letter for you, but we can't come to the door empty-handed!" Knowing that even if he didn't obey the order, the old madman would be able to drum up the letter asking for support, Zhang Songling thought about it and solemnly put forward an additional condition. "We also have to provide some support to the army. Grain, pork, coarse cloth, the war is fighting, these things, they can always use these things! ”

"By you, by you. I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf! As long as it's more cost-effective than buying a gun! The old soldier was elated and didn't have the words to agree. Immediately, regardless of his legs and feet, he trotted around looking for a pen and paper. When the paper and brush were ready to stop, he thought about it again and said in a low voice: "There is no need to send so many military supplies out, as if we are very rich." It's best to find the closest team to explore first! The letter didn't have to be delivered to the three chiefs, and even if it did, they wouldn't have time to read it! Let's find a general nearby who can be the master, and let him know what we mean. Don't do it, I'll sharpen the ink for you, try to write in a loud tone, be righteous and strict, and be ......"

Zhang Songling waved his hand, interrupting the old man's ramblings. Then he frowned and paced back and forth in the room, and when the old man had almost studied the ink, he picked up the brush and waved it: "Commander Song Zheyuan, Jun Jian: Since the Japanese invaders were rampant, ravaging the northeast, re-invading Beijing and Hebei, the territory has fallen one after another, and the pain of the heavens and the people is outrageous. Although the contemptible people are countrymen, do they not know the righteousness of the rise and fall of the world? Today, with the heart of the royal insult, the northern righteous brigade is rejuvenated to follow the king's division, tartar the Japanese invaders, and apply for foreign thieves. However, he hated the lack of equipment and the undecided name, so he gave the general a fixed number and provided ordnance and grass to boost the morale. Fang is now flowing across the seas, and the country will not be destroyed, but there is only the same hatred of the enemy, and the common defense against foreign insults, it can be seen that the day when the land is sealed and the evil plot is eliminated ........ (Note 2)

Note 1: Du Gongbu, that is, Du Fu, the Ministry of Industry is the official name. It is said that when he was old, he always ran out of cooking, and by chance he was ordered by a county to help him, ate too much meat, and died violently.

Note 2: The level of the ancient Chinese of the drunkard is average, and this literary letter manuscript is a statement made by the envoy to catch the knife by the little Abo brothers.