During the Republican era, China's illiteracy rate was extremely high, and more than ninety percent of the people were illiterate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In other words, less than 50 million of China's 450 million people were literate, and even fewer were highly educated.

Although the Dameishan Military Sub-district has opened a large number of literacy classes, because the combat tasks are quite arduous, the officers and men of the main regiments and the battalions directly under them have very little spare time to study, so only a very small number of officers and men can write and read, and most of the officers and men are illiterate and illiterate.

Therefore, it is obviously unrealistic to expect the officers and men of the Third Garrison Battalion to write suicide notes on their own.

Leng Tiefeng found more than a dozen soldiers who had studied junior high school to act as writers, and then divided the more than 400 officers and soldiers of the third garrison battalion into more than a dozen groups, each writer was in charge of one group.

Leng Tiefeng also personally acted as a writer, writing suicide notes for more than 30 soldiers.

More than 30 soldiers lined up and stepped forward in turn to dictate the contents of the suicide note, while Leng Tiefeng was responsible for writing down their oral suicide note and then handing it over to the security officer of the Political Department for safekeeping.

If these soldiers survived the war, the suicide note will be returned to them, and if they unfortunately die in battle, this suicide note will be forwarded by the people of the Political Department to their relatives, and it will also be handed over to their relatives, as well as the death pension.

It was impossible for Leng Tiefeng to recognize every officer and soldier of the garrison regiment, so he had to report his name.

The first soldier stepped forward, looking a little nervous, and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know what to say." ”

"Don't be nervous." Leng Tiefeng said in harmony, "Just think of it as a family chat, and say whatever comes to mind." ”

"I'm ......" The soldier opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, just choked a black face red.

Leng Tiefeng said, "What's your name?" ”

The soldier replied, "My name is Pan Baishan, from Panjia Village, Meixian County. ”

Leng Tiefeng asked again: "Pan Baishan, who else is in your family?" ”

Pan Baishan replied: "My father, my mother, my daughter-in-law, and my daughter who has just completed the moon. ”

Leng Tiefeng pinched his heart inexplicably, and then said: "If, I mean if, if you can't go back in the future, do you have anything you want to tell them?" ”

Pan Baishan's face turned pale in an instant.

After a while, Pan Baishan said depressedly: "I want to tell my father that he has bad lungs and a cough, and he will smoke less dry tobacco in the future, and I also want to tell my mother that I have learned a home remedy from the old Chinese medicine doctor in Yang Village, which can cure her old cold legs, and I also want to say to my daughter-in-law, if I really can't go back this time, let her, let her ......."

Speaking of this, Pan Baishan's tears fell with a clatter, and people choked up.

Leng Tiefeng stopped his pen and waited, at this moment, he really wanted to say to Pan Baishan, you don't have to go up! But he can't do this, if Pan Boshan doesn't go up, who will let him go? Which of the soldiers here is not the son of his parents, and which one is not the pillar of the family? You don't go up, I don't go up, he doesn't go up, the devil is calling, who is up? Who will defend our country?

Fortunately, Pan Baishan quickly stopped his grief, and then said: "Daughter-in-law, if I am gone, you can find a good family to marry, as for Niuniu, you don't take it away, leave her to my father and my mother to support, after I die, you also marry, and the two of them will be left with Niuniu's sustenance, you will leave Niuniu to them, fortunately, you are still young, and you can regenerate after remarrying, no?" ”

Leng Tiefeng took the dragon and snake, wrote down the suicide note dictated by Pan Baishan, and then carefully folded it and handed it to the security officer of the Political Department beside him.

After Pan Baishan finished speaking, he went down in a depressed mood.

The second soldier came up and stood in front of Leng Tiefeng: "My name is Wang Qiang, a native of Dawang Village, Guanxian County, my father was seriously ill and passed away a few years ago, in addition to my mother, there are also my brother, my sister-in-law and a little nephew, I want to tell my mother, tell her, say ......"

Speaking of this, Wang Qiang suddenly knelt on the ground in the direction of Guanxian, and howled and cried while kowtowing: "Mother, while my son is still alive, give your old man a few more kowtows, my son wishes you no illness and no disaster, and a long life, and my son wishes your old body to become tougher and tougher year by year, mother!" ”

Leng Tiefeng's heart was full of emotion, but his pen did not stop, and he recorded this scene completely.

Wang Qiang got up after kowtowing, and sobbed again: "Brother, if I die, my mother will be handed over to you, and after her old man is a hundred years old, don't forget to kowtow a few times for me in front of her grave, and every year during the Qingming Festival, don't forget to give her on my behalf, and give her a few more pillars of incense for my father." ”

As he spoke, Wang Qiang took out five oceans from his pocket, put them on the table and said: "These five oceans are the allowances I have saved, and I will give them to my sister-in-law to save up, and I will use them for my daughter-in-law in the future. ”

Leng Tiefeng wrote it, folded the suicide note, and then handed it to the security officer behind him along with the five oceans to put it away.

Wang Qiang sobbed and went down, the third soldier stepped forward again, the third soldier stood in front of Leng Tiefeng, but he didn't speak for a long time, Leng Tiefeng asked him gently, "What's your name?" ”

The soldier replied, "My name is sweet potato." ”

Leng Tiefeng said: "This is a nickname, what is your big name?" ”

Sweet potato shook his head: "There is no big name, my sister called me sweet potato when she was a child." ”

Leng Tiefeng asked, "Besides your sister, who else is left in your family?" ”

"It's gone." Sweet potato shook his head and said, "Since I can remember, there are only my sister and me in the family, I asked my sister where my father and mother went, and she never said it." ”

Leng Tiefeng felt sorry in his heart, and said, "Then what do you want to say to your sister?" ”

Sweet potato hesitated for a moment and asked, "Deputy commander, can I tell the truth?" ”

"Of course." Leng Tiefeng said, "You can say whatever you want." ”

The sweet potato flattened his mouth and shouted: "Sister, take me home quickly, I don't want to be a soldier, I don't want to fight devils, I don't want to die, I want to go home, I want to go home, woo woo woo ......"

The pen in Leng Tiefeng's hand froze there, not knowing how to write.

At this time, Gong Haifeng, the commander of the third garrison battalion, hurried over and motioned for the two soldiers to push the sweet potatoes down.

Then Gong Haifeng whispered to Leng Tiefeng: "Leng team, Sweet Potato's sister is a traffic officer of the Shanghai Underground Party, and their parents also sacrificed for the revolution, and the organization originally planned to arrange Sweet Potato in the arsenal, but Sweet Potato's sister insisted on letting Sweet Potato go down to the army, so she let him go to the garrison regiment, who would have thought ......?"

Gong Haifeng stopped and didn't continue, the implication was that he thought that it would be relatively safe to stay in the garrison regiment, but no one would have thought that the garrison regiment also participated in this anti-sweep, and the third garrison battalion stayed in Shanxian with Leng Tiefeng, and was about to take on the arduous task of blocking it.

At that moment, Leng Tiefeng nodded and said, "Battalion Commander Gong, there is still a shortage of orderlies by my side, so you can let the sweet potato stay by my side as my orderlies." After finishing speaking, Leng Tiefeng turned back to the political department officer behind him and said, "Tell the sister of the sweet potato, just say that the sweet potato is a good soldier and did not disgrace his parents and sister." ”

The security officer of the Political Department nodded, took out a small notebook, and carefully recorded Leng Tiefeng's instructions.

The oral suicide note continued, and the remaining thirty or so soldiers stepped forward one by one, either crying, laughing, or impassioned, or crying bitterly, tossing for almost half an hour, and basically wrote it on behalf of others, leaving only the last soldier.

This last soldier, who looked a little wooden and not very bright, didn't say anything for a long time after standing in front of Leng Tiefeng, just looked at Leng Tiefeng in a daze.

Leng Tiefeng sighed and asked, "Brother, what's your name?" ”

"Xiaomu." The soldier replied, "Deputy Commander, my name is Kogi. ”

"Xiaomu, huh?" Leng Tiefeng nodded, and asked again, "What about the surname?" What's your last name? ”

"Last name?" Xiao Mu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't have a surname." ”

Xiao Mu naturally can't have a surname, it's just that he doesn't know, in modern China, the warlord melee has caused deep suffering to the common people, and there are definitely not a few orphans like Xiao Mu who are homeless, don't know their surnames, and don't know their hometowns, which is a tragedy of the times.

However, Leng Tiefeng still asked as usual: "Then where is your hometown?" ”

"I don't know." Xiao Mu shook his head and said, "I've been wandering around for as long as I can remember. ”

Sure enough, Leng Tiefeng sighed in his heart and asked again: "Then what other relatives or acquaintances do you have in this world?" For example, friends who have wandered together? ”

"It's gone." Xiao Mu said indifferently, "I originally had an elder brother, but when I was seven years old, begging for food passed through a big Zhuangzi, and a big dog came out of the Zhuangzi and wanted to bite me, and my brother was bitten to death by the eldest brother in order to save me." ”

Leng Tiefeng burst into tears when he heard this, there were so many soldiers just now, the stories were different, and some were very tragic, Leng Tiefeng didn't cry, but it was Xiao Mu's turn, but Leng Tiefeng finally couldn't control his tears, because others could at least have a person to leave a suicide note, but Xiao Mu didn't know who to leave a suicide note for.

Xiao Mu suddenly said: "Deputy commander, can I leave a suicide note for the political commissar?" ”

Leng Tiefeng said miserably: "Why did you suddenly remember to leave a suicide note for the political commissar?" ”

"Because it was the commissar who saved me." Xiao Mu said, "More than half a year ago, the Huai River flooded, and I fell on the side of the road and was about to starve to death, if the political commissar hadn't saved me, I would have died a long time ago." ”

"Okay." Leng Tiefeng nodded vigorously and asked him again, "What do you want to say to the political commissar?" ”

Xiao Mu said: "I want to say to the political commissar, political commissar, you are a good person, good people will be rewarded, you will definitely live a long life." ”

"Okay." Leng Tiefeng's tears surged down in an instant, and he choked up and said, "I have already recorded your suicide note, if you are unfortunately sacrificed, we will help you transfer it to the political commissar." (To be continued.) )