Lieutenant Hong Yongnan asked, "Uncle, what other story does this "Yimeng Mountain Minor" have?" ……”

The old man who drove the donkey cart smiled: "Of course there is!" The two chiefs asked me about the story of "Yimeng Mountain Minor", which is the right person! Hehe......"

Lieutenant Hong Yongnan said playfully: "Uncle, you can tell us the story of "Yimeng Mountain Minor". ……”

"Medium! Middle! Middle! ......" The old man who drove the donkey cart took out a dry tobacco bag from his waist, filled it with cigarettes and lit it, and only after taking two sips did he solemnly preach: "If you want to talk about this "Yimeng Mountain Minor", the old and young masters of Yimeng Mountain, the big girls and the little daughters-in-law have been singing for more than 40 years. In the past 40 years, "Yimeng Mountain Minor" has become synonymous with Yimeng Mountain. You can not know Yimeng Mountain, but you can't not know this "Yimeng Mountain Minor". This "Yimeng Mountain Minor" is also a song composed by Li Lin and Ruan Ruoshan, members of the Kang Da Art Troupe stationed in Yimeng Mountain in 1940. But at that time, "Yimeng Mountain Minor" was not called "Yimeng Mountain Minor", it was called "Opposition to Huangsha Society". ……”

Lieutenant Hong Yongnan regretted it after telling the old man who drove the donkey cart to tell the story of "Yimeng Mountain Minor". He was afraid that the old man who drove the donkey cart would tell the story of the two devils doing evil again, which would make Park Young-sik, the "slave with the third surname", angry. Now that he heard that there was nothing wrong with the two devils, Lieutenant Hong Yongnan was relieved. He glanced at Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", he didn't expect that the song "Yimeng Mountain Minor" also contained a deep historical background, so he asked curiously: ""Opposition to the Huangsha Society"? What is the 'Yellow Sand Club'? ……”

The old man who drove the donkey cart knocked the dry tobacco pouch on the sole of his shoe, and said with a smile: "The 'Huangsha Society' is a way to coax our people and do all kinds of evil. They don't fight devils, they specialize in harming the common people and opposing our Eighth Route Army. The art troupe of our Eighth Route Army taught the people to sing "Against the Huangsha Society", just to let the people know that the "Huangsha Society" does something to feed the children. Later, Li Ruiyun, Li Guangzong, and Wang Yinquan of the Art Troupe of the Political Department of the Shandong Military Region added two lyrics to the song "Opposition to the Huangsha Society", re-scored it, and named it "Yimeng Mountain Minor." These three old guys didn't expect that this song "Yimeng Mountain Minor" would become popular all of a sudden. Haha......"

As the old man driving the donkey cart laughed happily, Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", also smiled: "Yes! This is called 'intentionally planting flowers that do not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade'. Haha......"

Although the mountain road in winter is slippery and difficult to walk, the donkey cart is still in laughter, unconsciously walked more than ten kilometers of mountain road, into the black stone ditch. Here, the peaks are majestic, the strange stones are craggy, like birds and beasts, like people and things, all of them are lifelike. As soon as he entered Heishigou, Park Yingzhi, the "third slave", couldn't help but look around, and his heartbeat couldn't help but get faster. Forty-two years have passed, and every mountain, every grass and tree, even the snow-capped slopes, is still vaguely familiar to him. It is said that Mengshan has no stone and no pine, no pine is not strange, and what is even more strange is that they can grow on the granite cliff. Isn't it true that the local people have spread the saying that "stone is the mother, cloud is the milk, and the Mengshan pine does not know the soil" since ancient times. But the same is true of Heishigou, the rows of lush, tall and straight pines and cypresses on the mountains on both sides are not like the countless martyrs of the Eighth Route Army back then, they stand there with their heads held high, still guarding the peace of the people in this area.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "tick tick and tick" on the hills on both sides of the black stone ditch...... Da Da Di ......" the rousing clarion call of the charge. Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", couldn't help but lose his soul and almost fell off the donkey cart. "Three family slaves" Park Young-sik covered his face, shook his head vigorously, and rubbed his eyes again, only then did he react, it turned out that it was not the sound of the charge, but his own chronic tinnitus. Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", was shocked for a while, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "it!" Forty-two years have passed since this little unfortunate thing, and I am still like a frightened bird, startled! ……”

Park Young-sik, the "third house slave", had a buzzing sound in his ears four or five years ago, but when he calmed down and listened, he didn't care about it at first. But slowly, the sound in the ears became louder and louder, like a cicada nesting in the ear, "chirping" from time to time. Just as when he had just been captured by the South Vietnamese guerrillas, those Vietnamese people were like a criticism meeting, happy or unhappy to care for the women of his ancestors in the eighteen generations. Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", was dizzy and distracted all day long, couldn't hear clearly at all, and didn't want to listen to others. In order to protect himself, he often told himself: "If you have bad ears, you have to pick up your tail and be a man, don't always be like a child, all day long, stunned." Speak and do things a little bit, talk more about New Year's greetings, don't always be foolish with Wu Wu Xuanxuan. You have to learn to use love words to make good connections, China's "Zengguang Xianwen" doesn't say that 'good words are warm in three winters, and bad words hurt people in June', and the words and swords do not hurt the body, but they are easy to hurt people's hearts. Don't let people think that you're crazy, people just don't say it, and they make a mistake in their hearts! ……”

After treatment for a long time, the tinnitus of Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", improved, and his mood improved. But for some reason, the tinnitus chose the wrong time, in the wrong place, and sent him the wrong signal. Let Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", regard tinnitus as the charge that frightened him 42 years ago, and almost made the dignified major general of the General Intelligence Bureau, Gao Shen, and the future deputy director of the lieutenant general and deputy director of the general state.

Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", secretly glanced at Lieutenant Hong Yong-nam, and saw that he was chatting happily with the old man driving the donkey cart, and couldn't help but wonder: "It's really strange!" This Lieutenant Hong Yong, why is he so close to the old man in Jiaodong? And this Lieutenant Hong Yongnan is still a fan of stories, and this old man who is driving a donkey cart tells stories. Hey...... This Lieutenant Hong Yongnan seems to have a dangerous tendency to defect to the enemy and commit treason, waiting to go back! ……”

I only heard Lieutenant Hong Yongnan say: "I know this matter, whether you do good things or bad things, there will be retribution later, but sooner or later." Hehe...... Uncle, am I a bit idealistic? ……”

The old man who drove the donkey cart smiled noncommittally, did not directly answer Lieutenant Hong Yongnan's question, and said: "We Shandong is the hometown of saints, in addition to believing in 'benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, holiness, forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, and piety', we also believe that 'do not hide the gods of heaven and earth, and blessings and misfortunes follow like candles. Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, only to fight for early and late. ’……”

Lieutenant Hong Yongnan nodded again and again and said, "Hmm...... We also often say there, 'Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil, and it is not that the hour has not yet come.' 'Huh...... Tell me another story, sir. ……”

The old man who drove the donkey cart reached out and stroked his goatee, and with a smile he went to get the dry tobacco pouch at his waist. Lieutenant Hong Yongnan hurriedly took out the "Hongtashan" cigarette from his pocket, took out a cigarette and respectfully handed it to the old man who was driving the donkey cart, and said, "Old man, you smoke this!" ……”

"Thank you, little chief! I can't get used to your two-end thick cigarette! ......" After the old man who drove the donkey cart excused himself, he raised the dry tobacco pouch in his hand and said with a smile: "You have to come here, it's enjoyable!" Hehe......"

The old man who drove the donkey cart "clicked" two mouthfuls of dry tobacco pouches, and talked about "Miss Cai's Revenge for Humiliation" in "Wonders of Ancient Times". This story has not only been heard by Lieutenant Hong Yong-nam, but also the "three-surnamed house slave" Park Young-sik has heard it for the first time.

The old man who drove the donkey cart said to the end: "In the winter of that year, Zhu Yuan personally took out Chen Xiaosi and Wu Jin's wives from the Linyang Prison, tied them up and went to the court together, and cut them and cut them. Exactly: good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded, if you don't report it, the time has not come. Oops...... We're here! ……”

The "old man" who was driving the donkey cart jumped out of the donkey cart and tied the donkey to a tree on the side of the road. Pointing to the mountain, he smiled at the "three domestic slaves" Park Young-sik and Lieutenant Hong Yong-nam: "If the two leaders want to pay tribute to the 143 martyrs of the Eighth Route Army who died in the 'Heishigou Battle' before the 'anti-sweep' at the end of 1942, they have to go up the mountain. This mountain road is quite slippery, and the two chiefs use these two branches as crutches, which may be useful! ……”

Lieutenants Park Young-sik and Hong Yong-nam, the "three house slaves", looked up and saw a towering tower on the top of the mountain through the pine and cypress. Park Young-sik, a "three-surnamed domestic slave", found that the appearance of this martyrs' memorial tower is almost the same as the "Jiaodong Anti-Japanese Martyrs Memorial Tower" on Huaiyingling Mountain in front of Asan in Qixia County, which he visited, and it is also hexagonal prismatic, but it is much smaller. Although Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", is two or three hundred meters away from the memorial tower, he can still clearly see that the martyrs' memorial tower is engraved with ten strong characters of "Black Seokgou Battle Martyrs Memorial Tower".

"Three house slaves" Park Young-sik and Lieutenant Hong Yong-nam began to go up the mountain cautiously. The old man who drove the donkey cart followed behind, constantly reminding the "three slaves" Park Young-sik and Hong Yong-nam to be careful of their feet and not to slip.

"Three family slaves" Park Yingzhi climbed the mountain with difficulty, and remembered with great emotion that back then, it was also such a cold winter, and the "Asai Squadron" to which he belonged to the Kwantung Army moved here, and was ambushed by the 2nd Battalion of the 16th Regiment, the main force of the Jiaodong Eighth Route Army. Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", clearly remembers that in this black stone ditch, the trumpeter and flag soldier Xiao Dao climbed a big rock on the side of the road, picked up the military horn on his waist and was about to blow it, when he was killed by the first batch of flying grenades. His comrades-in-arms were "ticking and ticking" on the Eighth Road...... Da Da Di ......" In the piercing sound of the charge, grenades like black crows flying all over the sky, braving bullets like raindrops, attacked the mountain one by one, and shouted feverishly: "シューズ (charge)!" …… Long live the Emperor! ……”

What made Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", sigh that the "Asai Squadron" to which he belonged was the elite of the Kwantung Army, and had received almost cruel Japanese-style training, but was defeated by a group of troops like "Hanako", which was a great shame. He still can't understand why those Balu, who can't eat enough, don't have warm clothes, and don't even have all the weapons, are so fierce and not afraid of death when they fight? When he was a child, he heard adults say in Helong County, at the eastern foot of Changbai Mountain in his hometown, Jilin: "The soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal are afraid of the stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying!" ……”

At that time, Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", didn't understand this proverb, and it wasn't until after the "Black Stone Ditch Battle" that he completely understood how capable you are, if you meet a group of desperate people, your only choice is to run for your life quickly. As a result, in the next 42 years, the psychology of Park Young-sik, the "three-surname slave", has a great shadow.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Lieutenant Hong Yong-nam was well-trained and didn't feel any good, but Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", covered his chest and panted like a dog. To his great surprise, the old man who drove the donkey cart, who was not a few years younger than himself, was calm, took out a dry tobacco pouch and loaded it with tobacco leaves.

The old man who drove the donkey cart saw that Park Young-sik, the "three-surnamed house slave", was paying attention to himself, so he smiled and said: "At a glance, the chief is sitting in the office, and his body and bones are expensive!" Hehe...... Unlike us, the little people, who spend all day long in the ravine to dig stones, either up or down the mountain, they have long been used to it. ……”

"Three family slaves" Park Young-sik smiled bitterly: "Oops...... What is expensive or not, it makes the old comrades laugh. I'm a few years older, and I'm not as old as a young person. Second, there is indeed a lack of exercise! Hehe......"

"Huh...... Otherwise, you are humble! ...... "The old man who drove the donkey cart" took two mouthfuls of dry tobacco and said with a smile.