(Recommended reading: The refugees from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Anhui have never been in contact with the Eighth Route Army, which is the tax center of the Nationalist Government, leaving little room for the Communist Party to operate, and generally operates in the form of guerrillas.

"Uncle Ma, you take some people to see if you can buy some carriages and mules to transport goods, the lone wolf goes to inquire about the situation in the county and the price of food, Captain Ren, you are well informed about the news, look at what the situation is around, and see if there are any other refugees or the like, they are all closed, and then go with us!"

"What is this for? Singing and dancing? ”

After that, they went their separate ways.

Seeing the appearance of many refugees shaking their heads and tails to the music, a smug smile appeared on the corner of the instructor Liu Minghui's mouth, and he said in his heart that a good start is equal to half the success, and this group of refugees, it seems that the problem of following themselves will not be too big.

It is their duty to maintain law and order and protect the safety of people's lives and property, but the most important thing is to protect their own heads first.

"The sky in the liberated areas is a bright day, and the people in the liberated areas like it so much......"

There is a porridge shed in front of it, and the descendants of the Lin family are giving porridge, and there are many people around the porridge shop, including real refugees and many local poor people.

The gong sounded, and more than a dozen or twenty soldiers of the Eighth Route Army dressed in earth-gray military uniforms walked in.

Several guerrillas laughed and went over to line up.

Hundreds of people spread out on the floor, not at all crowded, and lit a fire to keep warm.

"Aren't they going to Trojan Horse County? Where are you taking them? ”

The place where the refugees gathered was a large warehouse, empty and empty.

You must know that although these refugees don't have much money on them, they drag their children one by one, and there is no shortage of things in this world to find an excuse to secretly sell other people's wives and daughters for a few stinky money.

“…… Go to the two of them to inform Su Yan and them, I'll go to the refugee camp first to take a look, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, try not to hurt the harmony! ”

The subordinates of the Lin family saw that Ren Haifang and the others were carrying guns, and they hurriedly came up and said with a smile: "Trojan County is not easy to find, these refugees don't know the way, and there is nothing over there now, the master has now personally led the team with the grain cart to rush over to inform the head of the road first, these refugees will settle in Anyuan for a day or two, and when there are more people, let's go together, so as to give Trojan County a chance to prepare......"

"Captain, Eighth Route Army, our own people, now we can be regarded as having found an organization!" Several guerrillas said excitedly.

Ren Haifang smiled at this time: "We are also going to find the head of the road, maybe these refugees are from the same place as us, when I finish drinking porridge, you take me to meet them, and then we will go together......"

The people of the porridge shed were a little panicked, but when the old man left, he repeatedly explained, took care of these refugees, and sent them to Trojan County together when the time came, and sold the head of the road a favor, if the person was snatched away by Tuba Road, then the old man must not give them a good look when he comes back.

The subordinates of the Lin family said with words, but they didn't see several subordinates behind them covering their mouths and snickering, and said that the master was going to praise the head of the road when he saw someone, but a few days ago, when the commander of the Wang battalion was about to ask to go over to open a shop, the lord began to crawl out of the grave of the eighteen generations of ancestors who cursed the road, and sent a Taoist priest to the house to do a dojo to take the villain to prick the needle.

At this moment, several family members came over angrily and screamed: "Oh no, no, no, Tu Balu has come to pull people from the refugees we gathered, and we can't stop it......"

"What?"

"No problem, the master said, Captain Lu is a big hero who stands up to the sky, and he bleed desperately to fight the little devil, let's do something for him, that's as it should be!"

So, a group of people ran away with sticks.

"So that's the case, you Master Lin are really a good person!"

Another guerrilla also said with a confused expression: "The question is who are we helping now?" Is it to help the Eighth Route Army in the organization, or to help the road chief? ”

"This master, I misunderstood!"

Ren Haifang also said with a constipated expression, and then trotted to catch up with the family.

Ren Haifang asked with unkind eyes, in his eyes, these big families are all local tyrants and inferior gentry, on the surface, they pretend to be great benevolent people to help the world, and he can see a lot more behind his back-who doesn't do anything behind his back-who knows if this Lin family is taking advantage of the influx of refugees to play some kind of ghost idea?

In the early years, the Lin family's industry was much larger than now, since the Eighth Route Army came to fight the local tyrants for a while, the Lin family sent a lot of land industries in order to avoid disasters, and this warehouse began to be empty from then on, and now it comes in handy.

After receiving the porridge, the refugees thanked them for their kindness, and asked how to go in Muma County, and the descendants of the Lin family came out of the porridge shed and enthusiastically took these refugees away.

For the refugees, the journey was tiring, the food and sleep were not good, and now it looks like they are about to reach the ground, and Lin Dashan not only gave everyone a place to live and food, but also said that they would send everyone to Trojan County together in two days, and everyone was grateful to Dade.

"Captain, I'm hungry, don't drink for nothing!"

The sound of the gong caught the attention of the refugees, and everyone got up from their beds and poured into the patio to see what these Eighth Route Army were doing.

"Soup porridge, soup porridge, our Anyuan Lin family, is a scholarly family, Lord Lin has the world in mind, seeing that there are refugees entering the city recently, he specially ordered us to give porridge to help the world...... Don't crowd it, line up, it's all there, it's all there......"

These eight ways came in, and without saying a word, they sang happily, and the cheerful beat and relaxed melody made the refugees' mood relaxed, and many people hummed softly.

Ren Haifang took seven or eight people all the way to inquire about the surrounding situation, while wandering around the county, they all carried guns and looked fierce, as soon as the members of the security team in charge of the county security saw them, they all shrank into the alley like mice seeing cats, pretending not to see anything - just kidding, they all entered the security team for a good meal, and they couldn't fight with people.

After the song, a soldier of the Eighth Route moved a stool and placed it in the middle of the courtyard, Liu Minghui climbed on the table, and condescendingly gave everyone a salute, and then said: "The villagers have come from afar, hard work, under the surname Liu, the name Minghui, the word Guoan, is the political commissar of the Thundering Regiment of the Eighth Route Army......

Su Yan is not very old, but he has been following Lu Yuan for the longest time and is still educated, Cai Kaile is not here now, everyone listens to him: "Meet here at lunch, let's go!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, you have to sing and sing, the big guys are waiting!"

An Yuan, Su Yan's lone wolf Ma Yunshan, who was not fully injured, walked into this ordinary small county town with Ren Haifang and the remaining dozens of people.

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