Half a year after the strange illness in the village, the time came to the summer of 1944 AD.

At this time, the wheat in the field had a little harvest, and the people who struggled in the famine got a little respite, and the great famine in the whole of Henan was basically over. However, this also made the people who survived the famine realize a cruel reality: "Relying on heaven and earth and relying on people is not as as relying on yourself!" ”

All parts of the province have organized local armed forces such as "village protection teams" and "township protection regiments", and their main purpose is to resist grain and taxes; whether it is the Kuomintang or the Japanese, they do not recognize anyone, as long as they come to collect grain and taxes, they will be beaten!

In Yanjin County, where my grandfather's family used to be, because of the resistance to grain and taxes, that is, in this year, several villages were slaughtered by the Japanese, the worst one, more than 300 villagers were driven into a big house by the Japanese, and then poked with bayonets after the machine gun was swept, and finally only one old Taoist priest survived, and when the Taoist priest crawled out of the pile of dead, they all became bloody people.

At that time, a local armed group was also organized in this area of our village and five or six villages under the nearby mountains, and according to my grandmother, the name seemed to be called the "Township and Mountain Protection Regiment", with two or three hundred people and dozens of long and short guns. At that time, it felt similar to what was played in the movies "Mine Warfare" and "Tunnel Warfare", as soon as I said, "The devil has come to collect grain, and the villagers are going into the mountains." The people of the whole village helped the old and the young, and used donkey carts and ox carts to pull the grain and run to the mountains, and the walls were cleared.

However, they are not like in the movie, they are organized by some underground party, they are all spontaneous local armed organizations, and moreover, they are not only hiding from the Japanese, but also from the Kuomintang and the Shovel Party. To put it mildly, the Japanese and the Kuomintang troops came to grab grain in an open and honest manner, and the nonsense was the army that supplied the shovel party, and every time they came to grab grain, they had to change into Kuomintang military uniforms, which made many ordinary people mistakenly think that it was the Kuomintang army. It was also mentioned in the original work of "Bright Sword" that the protagonist Li Yunlong once instructed his subordinates to change into Kuomintang military uniforms and robbed the people of food, and Li Yunlong was also punished by his superiors. In fact, it is not uncommon to change military uniforms to grab grain in the ranks of the shoveling party, and even worse, after disguising themselves as Kuomintang troops and grabbing grain, they then change into the military uniforms of the shoveling party, take a small amount of grain that they have robbed, and return to their heads to distribute grain to comfort the people. Red-faced and white-faced, in fact, they all let one person sing, and the lack of virtue brings smoke.

If you don't believe it, friends in the countryside can ask the elderly over 75 years old in the village, and the elderly over 60 years old can also do it, and some of them have also heard from the elders in the family.

I'm not denigrating anything, I'm not advocating any reactionary remarks, facts are facts, I'm just writing about these things in our family, and I happen to piggyback here with me. I believe that even if I don't write about these things, someone will write about them sooner or later. Again, I am standing in the center of the scales and restoring the truth of history. If you have a friend who is not satisfied with what I said above, don't be more serious with me, I'm just a vulgar mountain farmer, I haven't graduated from junior high school, and I don't have much knowledge, so please ignore it if you're not satisfied.

Wang Shicheng's two sons, Wang Xiaoshun and Wang Xiaoer, also participated in the mountain protection group, in addition to working in the field every day, they were gathered to train, and there were several people in the regiment who knew martial arts, and taught them to practice martial arts every day. Martial arts, we call it "jumping hammer" in the local language here, and learning martial arts, we call it "learning to jump and hammer".

Although my grandfather was almost forty years old at this time, his young energy did not retreat, and he also wanted to participate in the mountain protection group, but he had bad legs and feet, and people didn't want him to go to several times.

My grandfather was very envious of the Wang Xiaoshun brothers, whenever they went to training, my grandfather followed him on crutches to watch the excitement.

Once, a famous martial artist taught these regiments to shoot flying knives, and my grandfather was happy when he saw it, because the martial arts flying knives were really not very good, and in my grandfather's opinion, they were not third-rate. My grandfather walked up to the martial artist and said, "Let me shoot a knife too." ”

The martial artist was arrogant, and glanced at my grandfather, not waiting to see him, "What kind of flying knife do you shoot a cripple, don't shoot yourself in the leg." ”

As soon as the martial artist said this, except for the two brothers Wang Xiaoshun, everyone present burst into laughter.

My grandfather was immediately annoyed, snatched the flying knife from the martial artist's hand, raised his hand and shot, seven or eight meters away, almost didn't even look at it, and hit the red heart with a knife!

Suddenly, everyone present couldn't laugh, and their faces froze and were dumbfounded.

After the martial artist came back to his senses, of course he was not convinced, and told everyone that my grandfather was a blind cat who ran into a dead mouse, and if he didn't believe it, he would try to shoot a knife again.

My grandfather picked up a flying knife again, but he still didn't even look at it, brushed the ground, everyone only felt that the white light flashed in front of them, and then looked at the flying knife, and it was the red heart again!

The martial artist was completely speechless at this moment, and he couldn't say anything when he looked at my grandfather. There were also a few throwing knives on a table next to it, and my grandfather walked over and picked them up in one go, brushing them......

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the martial artist's forehead, and everyone present opened their mouths wide, their eyes did not blink, and they looked at my grandfather in astonishment as if they were looking at a monster.

The few throwing knives that my grandfather shot out this time were all red hearts, and the handle of the knife with the red spike was piled up like a flower in the center of the target.

Wang Xiaoshun and the brothers looked at the martial artist's face that was like a donkey's liver, and laughed when they opened their mouths, kick the iron plate, see if you dare to underestimate people in the future, this is also my Guangyu Ye, if my grandfather Bingshou comes, I won't scare you.

My grandfather's hand was just seen by their head passing by, what is the surname of this head of the regiment, my grandmother can't remember, it seems to be surnamed Li, the surname Li and the surname Zhang in our area are two major surnames, and the family is very large.

This head Li is a little discerning, as soon as he saw my grandfather's hand, he felt that my grandfather's house must not be simple, so he called my grandfather aside to chat tentatively, my grandfather has long been told by my grandfather, you can tell others that you moved from Sanwangzhuang by the Yellow River, but you can't say what the family used to do.

My grandfather was very tight-mouthed, and he didn't ask this head Li what the details were.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, he didn't bother anymore, and saw that my grandfather was also a talent, so he asked my grandfather to join the mountain protection group.

What did my grandfather do in the regiment, one was to teach those regimental members to shoot flying knives, and the other was to boil water and make tea for them.

On a hot day, a group of old men were training there, and my grandfather led a few women to boil hot water for them under the tree, and when those people finished training, they also boiled the water here, put some mint leaves in the water, and then grabbed a handful of sugar, cool and quench their thirst.

Once, my grandfather was carrying a large iron teapot and pouring water for the dumplings. Each of the members of the group held a large porcelain bowl and squeezed a pile for my grandfather to pour water for them. Among them was a skinny young man, about ten years old, who didn't squeeze and stood far behind the crowd. After the people in front of him took the water and drank it, he came to my grandfather with the last one of the porcelain bowls.

At this time, there was not much water in the teapot, so my grandfather picked it up and poured it into his bowl, and while pouring it, his eyes looked into the bowl, but when my grandfather poured the water into most of the bowl, he saw that the bowl was ......

My grandfather was suddenly shocked, his hands trembled, and he threw the iron teapot directly on the ground, and the water spilled out of the iron teapot with a "bang", and he himself sat on the ground with a butt.

When my grandfather stabilized his mind and glanced up at the young man, he saw that the young man was also looking at him, with a confused expression, and the young man asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" “

My grandfather's face turned pale at this time, and he hurriedly waved his hand at the young man, "It's nothing, it's nothing, maybe I'm tired, my eyes are dizzy, and my hands don't obey the call." ”

When the young man heard my grandfather say this, he didn't care, and bent down to pick up the iron teapot on the ground, and filled the bowl with water.

At this time, my grandfather glanced at his bowl again, and suddenly, he almost didn't sit on the ground, and before these regiments finished training, my grandfather left the road in advance and went home in a panic with a cane.

When we came to the door, my grandmother and my grandmother were sitting under the tree at the door chatting with a few women, and my grandfather hurriedly motioned for my grandmother to go back to the house with him.

When my grandmother saw that my grandfather's face was not right, she said hello to a few women and went back to the house with him.

After entering the house, my grandfather hurriedly closed the door tightly as if he had given the plague god a blow on the back of his buttocks, and then bolted the door to death.

My grandfather was also in the house at this time, and when he saw my grandfather like this, he said to my grandfather, "Are you doing something wrong, in broad daylight, what door are you going to?" ”

My grandfather turned around, looked at my grandfather, and then at my grandmother, "Dad, you don't know, I met something strange today, and I was scared to death." ”

"What's the strange thing, look at your virtue." My grandfather gave my grandfather a cold look.

My grandfather pulled my grandmother to the stool and sat down, and he also sat down, and said to my grandfather and my grandmother in fear: "I poured water for a group to drink just now, guess what......"

After smashing his mouth, my grandfather continued: "When I poured water for the Tuan Ding, the water in the bowl was just half poured, and I, I saw the face of the Tuan Ding reflected in the bowl, and that face, that face, no, not Tuanding's face, yes, it was a woman's face, and her face was covered with blood, and it scared me......

Before my grandfather could finish speaking, my grandfather waved his hand and interrupted him, "Look at your appearance, this little thing scares you like this, that group of Ding is attached to a female ghost, and he is asking for his life." ”

"No, no, no, Dad, that, the woman in that bowl is nothing to be afraid of, it's just, it's just, she, she also called your name, I heard it really, Liu Niandao!"

"What?" As soon as my grandfather heard my grandfather's words, he immediately became vigilant, "What does that woman look like?" ”

"No, I didn't see clearly, my face was full of blood."

My grandfather frowned suddenly, and then, his eyes looked at the ground for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, my grandmother asked my grandfather in a whisper, "Brother, can you see clearly, otherwise, if you heard it wrong, why would the female ghost call our father's name?" ”

"How could I have misheard, really, or I could have been scared like this?"

"What is the name of the young man you poured water on?" My grandfather suddenly came back to his senses and asked my grandfather.

(Here I will give you a preventive shot, in the future, I will write about land reform, the Cultural Revolution, and three years of natural disasters, which will involve many sensitive events, and now we have this national situation, I hope you don't make any radical remarks in the book review area, which is not good for us and this book, especially the Cultural Revolution, how did those people fight my grandma, the most ruthless one, let my grandma kneel on the stool, pull the clothes on the back of the neck, and a pot of hot water in the thermos kettle, all poured into my grandmother's neck, and scalded off a layer of skin.) If I write at that time, there will be no fewer angry friends, but let's not be too radical in the book area, after all, it's all in the past. Today I saw a friend's message a little bit of that, but I didn't see it in the book review area, I don't have the permission to delete the message, I guess it was deleted for the editor, in the future, don't have this kind of rhetoric again, it's not good for all of us. At the same time, I also explained to the studio that made the audio novel for this book, and let them modify the chapter content at their own discretion, and some may be deleted after the audio comes out in the future. ）