79 Readings. Chapter Seventy-Eight: All Together

On the central cross street of Dingjia Village, a large number of people gathered, talking happily, this center of public opinion attracted more and more people, and Song Xiaosan's mother and son also came over.

"They were Zhang Xueliang's old subordinates, and even wanted to be a traitor and the commander was beaten away by him, this Eighth Route Army is not simple," a middle-aged man said with his eyebrows fluttering, pointing fingers,

"I heard that this captain of the 10,000 detachment is not yet thirty years old, and he is really talented in the Eighth Route Army," an old man said with a sigh as he stroked his gray beard.

"Youzhi is not old, and Wuzhi is a hundred years old,...... the middle-aged man said, he immediately realized that it was rude to say such things in front of the elders, and quickly swallowed the second half of the words back,

The old man didn't care about the words of the middle-aged man, and still sighed with emotion:

"Over the years, I've been living in fear all day long, and my hair has turned white, but now it's fine!"

"In fact, the common people are not afraid of devils and traitors under the leadership of **, as long as someone takes the lead in fighting," it was Ding Laohan who spoke,

"Who says no," said an old lady,

Ding Laohan said like a historical witness: "Oh, the commander of this detachment is really a good example, they are in Haizhou Mansion and Ganyu County in our coastal south, and they beat the invaders from the sea to eat watermelon, rolling and crawling, and now they are in the Eighth Route Army, and everyone is more energetic, my two sons have joined their team, and everyone will go to see their team in a while, but they are very angry,"

"Ten thousand troops are easy to get, but one general is hard to find, it's not because the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army and the Shandong Military Region supported them," interjected,

"That's right," the old man said approvingly, "Let's just say that Yu Yunguang is the county magistrate, if it weren't for the leadership of the Eighth Route Army, would he be able to carry out the current work, I heard that Commander Luo of the Shandong Military Region and Commander Chen of Binhai are two handsome talents, and now there are 10,000 detachment commanders, and our Zangma County will see the light of day again,"

When everyone listened to these words, they would nod their heads frequently,

"Come, come, all come," I don't know who shouted, and the crowd immediately stirred, and everyone craned their necks and looked around.

The crowded crowd in front of them flashed to both sides, making way for them, and a group of soldiers and government officials walked over, walking in front of Chen Shiyu, Xin Guangyu, secretary of the Zangma County Party Committee, and Wan Yi, followed by Wang Wei, Gu Mu and a group of army cadres and government officials, and the county magistrate Yu Yunguang walked aside, introducing something to Chen Shiyu and others, and they were inspecting the welcoming situation.

This center of public opinion attracted Chen Shiyu and others, who stopped and were immediately surrounded by people enthusiastically.

Wan Yi caught a glimpse of Aunt Song, so he squeezed over and greeted cordially: "Hello Auntie, your old man is here too,"

"You're all good, you fight big devils and second devils everywhere, and you haven't seen each other for a few days," Aunt Song looked at Wan Yi with a smile, as if they had been separated for a long time,

Wan Yi turned to Chen Shiyu and enthusiastically introduced the two parties: "Commander Chen, this old man is Jiliu's mother, Aunt Song, Auntie, this is Commander Chen,"

"Oh, hello," Chen Shiyu greeted him cordially and expressed his heartfelt respect, "You are really a good mother of heroes who resisted Japan,"

Aunt Song smiled shyly, she didn't know how to answer this kind of praise, she was the first time in her life to approach such a big man as the commander, she looked a little cramped, just smiled,

The old man Ding squeezed over, patted Song Xiaosan's shoulder affectionately and said, "The third son is here, what about you and Brother Liu?"

"Most of them are still fighting the enemy behind the enemy in Ganyu, and the eldest brother is gathering at the entrance of the village with a few masters, and I asked for a leave to accompany my mother to go shopping," the little third son replied with a smile,

Because Ding Laohan is an old revolutionary, his three daughters are all underground workers, and he has dealings with the Binhai Naval Region of the Eighth Route Army, and he is also very familiar with Chen Shiyu, Wan Yi, Wang Wei, Gu Mu, Xin Guangyu, secretary of the Zangma County Party Committee, Yu Yunguang, the county magistrate, and others, plus his unique straightforward character, he loudly introduced to everyone: "Folks, this is the good mother of Ganyu Song Jiliu, ...... Aunt Song."

Countless admiring eyes gathered on the three sons, mother and son, making the mother and son more and more embarrassed.

"Auntie, your old man has also groomed and dressed up," Chen Shiyu looked at the lady's clean and smooth coat and neat hair, and joked affectionately,

"Look at what you said, everyone is happy," Aunt Song whispered,

"Yes, everyone is looking forward to the ** Eighth Route Army, and they are more anxious than the children looking forward to the New Year," someone picked up and said,

"As soon as the main force of the Eighth Route Army comes, everyone will have hope," someone enthusiastically echoed,

"The enemy is a hungry wolf entering the house, and if you don't drive it away," Song Xiaosan said resolutely, "There is ** and the Eighth Route Army with everyone, go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, we are not afraid,"

The passion of the county magistrate Yu Yunguang has been stirred up again, these days, he has a tangible feeling, as long as he is with the masses, the fighting spirit will be inspired, the confidence will be enhanced, and the whole body will be full of vitality, at this time, he can't help but shout: "Fellow villagers, there are heroic fathers, heroic children, heroic Eighth Route Army, we will definitely be able to defeat the devil and return my rivers and mountains,"

The people cheered, Chen Shiyu and Wan Yi glanced at each other and smiled knowingly,

"Come, come," suddenly a shout broke out again, like the waves of the sea pushed by a hurricane, quickly coming from the west end of the street, and the liaison personnel led the horses and squeezed over with great difficulty to report to Xin Guangyu, secretary of the Zangma County Party Committee, that "the main force of the Eighth Route Army is about to arrive," and everyone let out a burst of cheers, surrounding Chen Shiqu and Xin Guangyu, secretary of the Zangma County Party Committee, and others, and poured out of the west gate like a tide to greet them.

Chen Shiyu, Xin Guangyu and others led the welcoming crowd, standing outside the village and waiting, staring feverishly into the distance,

"Here we go!" Ding Laohan shouted excitedly, raising people's full attention,

In front of everyone, an exciting and magnificent picture was presented: at the junction of the clear blue sky and the vast mountainous area, a team appeared, like a vigorous dragon, facing the golden sunshine, and the big village of Dingjia galloped forward.

People's eyes moved with the movement of the team, people's hearts and the footsteps of the warriors joined a beat, the team finally came over, and people's eyes were condensed at the same moment,

How amiable and respectable, the glowing heroic posture, the cheerful smile, the gray cloth uniform, the eye-catching armband, and the hat full of dust in all directions; The cloth shoes that have traveled thousands of miles have drunk the blood of the enemy......

Suddenly, the joy was thunderous, the colorful flags were waving, the firecrackers were roaring, the gongs and drums were noisy, and the people did not seem to welcome their own army, but as if they were welcoming their relatives who had returned from a long journey.

Luo Ronghuan came over, he was so humble, he got off his horse from afar, and walked quickly to everyone, the tall war horse followed behind him Xiao Xiao neighed, as if he was very jubilant because he came to this coastal area, came to the forefront of the anti-Japanese resistance, and had a place to use.

Luo Ronghuan approached, countless eyes fell on him, Luo Ronghuan was thirty-seven or eighteen years old, with a superior figure, the military uniform washed into light gray was wrapped tightly and moderately around the sturdy body, with beautiful eyebrows and moon eyes, refreshed, and a broad forehead showing deep intelligence, square and round, and the chin marked a righteous and generous character, with a free and easy demeanor and a calm demeanor,

Luo Ronghuan, a general who grew up under the party's education and became steel in the flames of war, experienced the great agrarian revolution, experienced the world-famous 25,000-mile Long March, experienced the Pingxingguan Battle that shocked China and foreign countries, galloped among thousands of troops and horses, and made immortal contributions to the people.

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )