Chapter 50: The Rich Peasants of the North and the Poor Peasants of the South (Supplemental Edition)

To the south of the Longhai Railway, on the north-south road, the Kuomintang infantry, horses, automobiles, and tanks were marching in formation. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

A Chinese jeep drove quickly in the middle of the highway, and several female soldiers such as Liu Yan, Xu Li, and Chen Shuxiang sat in the car.

The car-mounted radio in the front seat of the car was playing the "Appeal to the Officers and Men of the Jianghuai Communists" at the moment, and after the broadcast, the driver raised his hand and twisted the knob to turn off the radio. After listening to the broadcast, the newspaper operator Tian Xiaozhen looked at Liu Yan, Xu Li, and Chen Shuxiang opposite, and blinked his eyes suspiciously, "What, this appeal to rebel against the communist army is the broadcast of the three of you?" ”

Liu Yan said with a smile: "The appeal was written by Director Jiang, and after it was written, the three of us were asked to broadcast it on the radio, and each of us played a paragraph separately, how about it, the effect is not bad, right?" ”

Tian Xiaozhen smiled slightly, "Hmm, the effect is good." ”

Xu Li and Chen Shuxiang glanced at each other, and their faces showed smug smiles.

Suddenly, there was a roaring explosion in front, and the jeep hurried to brake, and the inertia of the brakes flashed several female soldiers, and their bodies shook involuntarily, some collided with each other, and screamed "ouch".

"What's going on?" Several female soldiers saw several black plumes of smoke suddenly rising into the air in front of them, and they all asked in horror.

The stout male driver hurriedly said: "It must be attacked by the communist army in front, a few young ladies, get out of the car quickly, and prepare to deal with the sudden battle." With that, he and the co-driver quickly picked up the steel helmet on the seat and put it on their heads, and then each picked up a carbine.

The female soldiers immediately drew their pistols from their waists, jumped out of the car in a panic, and followed the driver into the trench on the side of the road. At this moment, the marching soldiers and horses of the brigade also scattered in all directions, holding guns, lying down, and drilling trenches.

Zhang Lijiang, wearing a steel helmet and carrying a Tom-style submachine gun, rushed forward with some soldiers who were also wearing steel helmets and carrying submachine guns, and when he walked up to the female soldiers, he said: "There are mines planted by the enemy on the road ahead, not the regular Communist army, but the guerrillas, and the engineer company has been ordered to go to clear the mines." ”

Zhang Lijiang didn't go far, and suddenly, "bang", a row of bullets flew and hit the road, raising a puff of dust. A few bullets hit the body of the Jeep, flashing a few sparks and making a shrill sound, "Bang Bang". Several tall yellowing weeds on the edge of the trench were also broken, and the broken weed branches splashed on the female soldiers, which startled the female soldiers, their faces turned pale, and their bodies suddenly shrank into a ball.

Zhang Lijiang heard the gunshots, quickly turned around, when he walked to the middle jeep, he took down a steel helmet from the car, and several soldiers under him immediately picked up another steel helmet from the car, he walked to the edge of the trench, he threw the steel helmet to Liu Yan, while reprimanding: "Put on the steel helmet!" Remember, my young lady, that this is a war, not a view of the mountains! The Communist Party is everywhere and at all times. Several soldiers immediately threw the steel helmets in their hands to several other female soldiers, and the female soldiers took the steel helmets and hurriedly buckled them to their heads.

The soldiers of the special service battalion led by Zhang Lijiang formed into a straggler formation, firing on one side and cautiously moving towards the place where the gunshots had just been fired.

At this moment, Liu Yan rubbed his heart and let out a sigh, "Mom, the gun that was put on Tubalu just now almost killed my aunt and grandmother!" ”

Xu Li wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly, "Fortunately, Tubalu's gun was not accurate, otherwise, we would all be martyrs of the party-state." ”

Chen Shuxiang wiped the dirt splashed on his face, and his mouth pursed, "I don't want to be a martyr of the party-state, I just want to live, I haven't lived enough." ”

Her words made several female soldiers laugh.

Boom, a few explosions suddenly sounded nearby, the female soldiers were startled, followed the sound, only to see a ridge about 300 meters west of the road, and a few puffs of smoke and dust rose on the ground in front of the ridge. Several Chiang soldiers fell on the edge of the crater, and the Chiang officers and soldiers behind them were lying on the ground, not daring to move for a while.

Liu Yan said angrily: "This is another landmine planted on the Eighth Road. ”

Chen Shuxiang pouted, "Tu Balu will play hide and seek with us, it's really hateful." ”

Xu Li rolled his eyelids, "Tubalu used to play hide and seek with Japanese devils like this, right?" ”

When Chiang's army, which was chasing behind, was attacked by guerrillas, the 1st Division of the Jianghuai Liberation Army had already arrived at the camp.

In Xinghua Village, a red cloth banner was hung on two poplar trees on both sides of the village's entrance avenue, on which were hung the words "Warmly welcome the comrades of the Jianghuai troops" made of yellow paper-cuts.

When the villagers who had been waiting for a long time saw the first battalion coming, they gathered around, took the hands of the soldiers, and greeted them enthusiastically: "Comrade, you have worked hard, everything you have eaten and lived have been packed, come into the house quickly." ”

The soldiers looked at the banners and the smiling faces of the villagers, and their hearts were so hot that even Guo Lin, who had always had a gloomy face, opened his smiling face and glowed red.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the fellow countrymen, some soldiers simply chatted with the villagers about their daily life. "Fellow, your accent here is very similar to the accent of my hometown!"

The fellows were also happy, "Isn't it? What you say is really similar to what we say here! Where are you from? ”

"I'm from the south of the Longhai Railway, not far from here."

A middle-aged fellow sighed, "No wonder the accents are so similar, we are not far away!" It's just across the Longhai Railway, this is really a fellow countryman, isn't it? His hand happened to be patted on Xiao Jiang's shoulder, who had not spoken.

Xiao Jiang was extremely embarrassed, blushing, and said in a thick southern accent: "Also, not all, my hometown is south of the Yangtze River, far away from here, I, I am actually a barbarian." ”

The fellow waved his hand haughtily, "Hey! What barbarians are not barbarians, everyone gathers together thousands of miles away, it is fate! This、This is also called a fellow countryman, a Chinese fellow, right? ”

Xiao Jiang Xiaomao's heart was warm, and the sense of isolation between the south and the north suddenly disappeared, and he nodded gratefully.

The middle-aged fellow pulled the Longhai Road villager with one hand and Xiao Jiang, a Chinese fellow with the other, "I have long said that the southern soldiers of the Jianghuai army account for the majority, and you are used to eating rice, but you are not used to eating wotou, so the southern soldiers have arrived in the north, and eating is a big deal." Don't worry, we don't produce rice here, but we do have millet here, which is the best meal we have here. Let's go, go and taste our millet. ”

The little soldier beside Guo Lin saw that Guo Lin was a little far away from the villagers around him, so he approached him and whispered: "Company commander, this nephew is very different from the barbarian, our poor peasants eat rice, and millet is fed to chickens and birds!" But here, millet has become the best meal! ”

"Shut up! My Correspondent! Guo Lin scolded in a low voice, still smiling on his face, "It's not easy for fellow villagers in the north!" We have to be considerate. Remember, in the future, you are not allowed to talk to anyone about feeding the birds in the southern millet! Do you hear that? ”

At this time, the fighters unbuttoned their necks one after another, and some even took off their backpacks. As soon as the villagers saw the silk shirts exposed in the soldiers' cotton clothes, and the quilts were also made of silk fabric, they couldn't help but shout, "Yo, I said comrade, aren't you all young masters of the rich family?" ”

The soldiers were stunned, "Fellow, why do you treat us as young masters?" We all come from poor families. ”

The fellows pointed to the soldiers, "You are not the eldest young master, how can you wear silk clothes, and the quilt is also silk?" In our place, only the landlord's family can be so arrogant. ”

The soldiers understood now and couldn't help laughing, "Hey, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, our hometown is by the Yangtze River, which is a famous land of fish and rice and silk, so well, poor peasants can afford to eat rice, fish and shrimp, wear silk clothes, and sleep with silk quilts." ”

Huang Huai's fellow villagers were suddenly speechless, and their eyes widened, "Ouch, your place is so rich, poor peasants can afford to wear silk clothes." So, do you eat meat every day? ”

The warrior from the south craned his neck and replied proudly: "We have ponds everywhere there, and we can say that we eat fish and shrimp every day." ”

Huang Huai's fellow grinned enviously, "Oh, you eat fish and shrimp every day." ”

The soldier from the south remembered one thing at this time, "Fellow countryman, how do you divide the poor peasants, the middle peasants, and the rich peasants into land reform here?" ”

The villagers said: "Here, a family with less than 20 acres of land is considered a poor peasant, 20 to 50 acres is counted as a middle peasant, and more than 50 acres is considered a rich peasant. ”

At this moment, the southern warrior's eyes widened, "Mom, we have there, 20 acres is considered a rich peasant!" ”

Several fellows jumped their eyelids in surprise, looked at each other again, and couldn't help laughing, "So, we are all rich peasants." ”

These rich peasants looked at the silk shirts on the southern soldiers, and then at the coarse cloth clothes on their own bodies, and some of them had a few patches, and couldn't help shaking their heads and smacking their lips, "You are poor peasants?" Wearing a silk dress? Eat fish and shrimp? We are rich peasants, but we wear coarse cloth and eat wild vegetables. ”

Feng Tao, who had been silent, patted the shoulders of several soldiers at this time, and squeezed his eyes humorously: "It's really interesting, you poor peasant children are wearing the silk clothes of the landlord's family and running to the rich peasant ground, are you showing off or pretending to be arrogant?" ”

These words immediately provoked the poor peasant soldiers who wore the silk clothes of the landlord's house and the rich peasants who owned 20 acres of land laughed together. (To be continued.) )