"What kind of soldier are you going to be, and now you don't fight, you go to the army now, just let people gossip." The old father lit a dry cigarette, and his thoughts were simple, "When the time comes, you will go again." ”

Xia Yuan didn't speak, and ate his meal silently.

In 1950, not long after the end of the Liberation War, New China had just been founded, and the people of the whole country were united in their hearts.

It is appropriate for the state to carry out activities to support the army.

On 2 February, Ribao published an editorial entitled "Launching the Spring Festival Campaign to Support the Army," calling on the leading masses of the people in all localities to offer condolences to the PLA troops on a voluntary basis, so as to raise the social status of the families of martyrs and their families, and to form a new trend of caring for and respecting the families of martyrs and their families.

The government and people's organizations comforted the garrison troops, expressed condolences to the families of the martyrs, and solicited their opinions on the organization of production.

Mobilize citizens to write letters of condolence to the People's Liberation Army, call on military families to write letters to the front, and encourage the front line to fight bravely against the enemy.

Invite art troupes to perform entertainment for the families of martyrs to show their gratitude.

All places of interest and parks are open to the families of martyrs free of charge.

Subsidies in kind will be given to the families of impoverished martyrs.

Jingbei allocated 440,000 catties of preferential grain to distribute to various districts as production funds and Spring Festival subsidies for the families of military martyrs.

Jintian set up a committee to support the army and love the people.

It was decided that according to the areas where the troops are stationed, a military-government-civilian gathering will be held and a campaign to celebrate meritorious achievements, including presenting flags to the garrison, congratulating the families of meritorious servicemen, and presenting glorious plaques to the families of martyrs.

Hold a meeting of military family representatives to express condolences and report on the preferential care work and production work experience.

A symposium of honorary servicemen was held to express condolences and review the work of organizing production.

Condolences to the families of martyrs and retired soldiers, Spring Festival gifts, and 1 kg of meat and 2 kg of noodles to each of the poor military dependents. Organized condolence teams to comfort the wounded and sick in the garrison and army hospitals, and launched a campaign to write letters of condolence. The troops stationed in Tianjin also proposed that during the Spring Festival, the troops visit various organs and organizations in the city, have a party with workers and students, and hold an exhibition of photos of the troops' life.

The mayor and deputy mayor of Shanghai sent a New Year's card to congratulate the Spring Festival, and each district held a military-civilian party and symposium, and expressed condolences to the nearby garrisons and honorary soldiers; Workers also organized condolence teams.

In Jinling, more than 3,000 people attended a party attended by representatives from all walks of life in the city to support the army and give preferential treatment to their families, and presented flags to the army, navy, and air force units stationed in Nanjing.

In Hangzhou, the women made a lot of "pro-army shoes", beat gongs and drums and sent them to the city government to be transferred to the front line, with words such as "work hard to kill the enemy", "love the people" and "support the army".

The citizens of the island youth carried out a "letter campaign" to comfort the People's Liberation Army, and women made "condolence bags" to send to the garrison.

The workers of the Hanwu Yarn Factory automatically donated their wages for one hour of overtime to comfort the People's Liberation Army.

The Qingzhong Labor Army Movement Committee received 130 million yuan in labor funds, 300 pennants, 23,500 towels and many other consolation items, and representatives from all walks of life held a gift meeting in the city government.

All parts of the country have responded, holding military-civilian friendship parties, calling on the people, holding colorful theatrical performances, calling on students, making New Year's cards, and giving material comfort to the families of poor martyrs. In rural areas, substitution farming teams were organized to help the families of martyrs solve production difficulties and send their children to school free of charge.

With supporting the army and giving preferential treatment to family members, we will carry out a variety of cultural, healthy and progressive cultural activities.

The "Treaty of Friendship, Alliance and Mutual Assistance in the Medium Speed", the Spring Festival, and the support of the army, the people of the whole country are united, including large and small towns and even small villages in the mountains.

Tomorrow morning, the village chief will take the women and men of the village to the town, not only for the rally, but also for a large-scale military-civilian friendship party, if it were not for the Chinese New Year's Eve tonight, it is estimated that a large number of people would have run to the town early to wait.

Listening to his father's words, Xia Yuan silently ate the fried meat, eating and eating, and noticed that the urge to urinate was strong, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

Opening the door, the snowflakes falling in the sky, Xia Yuan heard more sounds.

"It's so cold, are the folks sleeping?"

"Chinese New Year's Eve, I shouldn't have slept yet."

"Homesick?"

"Think, why don't you miss home, no matter how homesick you are, you have to endure it, we are seeking happiness for families of all sizes across the country."

Xia Yuan walked outside the fence and saw a shocking scene, on the streets of the village, there were soldiers with guns lying in a row, far away.

In the lights, under the starlight, the snoring of the soldiers came and went, the frost flowers on their bodies were operating, and some of them were dreaming, and their souls were still in the smoke of the beacon fire.

In the spring of 1950, the 38th Army triumphantly marched north from the area of Liuzhou in Xiguang and went to rest around Xinyang in Nanhe.

When the 335th Regiment came to the Hengchuan area, it was just in time for the eve of the Spring Festival, the first Spring Festival after the birth of New China, which brought infinite joy and happiness to the people, and the peaceful and prosperous era that had been dreamed of for many years was coming, so as not to disturb the family reunion of the masses on the night of the 30th night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the soldiers of the 335th Regiment opened their backpacks and camped outside the house.

Xia Yuan was still an adult, he didn't have a tall body, he looked a little young, and an old soldier with a wrinkled face saw Xia Yuan and said in a low voice: "Hey, little guy, come here." ”

Xia Yuan looked at him: "What's wrong?" ”

The old soldier stretched out his fist and handed it to Xia Yuan: "Guess what's inside?" ”

Xia Yuan shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The old soldier flipped his fist and spread his palms, "Candy, hey, give it to you, but you have to promise me not to say anything." ”

Xia Yuan had a smile on his face, this was coaxing himself as a child, he nodded, and said in agreement: "No problem." ”

Grabbing the candy and squatting on the ground, Xia Yuan asked, "Can I join the army?" ”

The soldier on the side listened and said with a smile: "Elder Liu has started to coax children again." ”

The old soldier kicked him, "Fuck you, this is called coaxing, our instructor said, don't alarm the crowd." ”

He turned his head and looked at Xia Yuan: "Why do you want to join the army, it is an era of peace, and the enemies have all been beaten away." ”

"In the past, I joined the army to drive away the enemy and create a peaceful life. Now I joined the army to build the motherland. Xia Yuan looked serious.

Hu Shunchun, the captain of the 335th Regiment veteran training team and political instructor, came over, and just heard Xia Yuan's words, he didn't expect that in this mountain village, this child's ideological consciousness would be so high.

"Instructor!"

The soldiers lying on the ground wanted to get up, Hu Shunchun comforted them and squatted on the ground, "Which child are you?" Went to school before? ”

Xia Yuan shook his head: "I haven't gone to school, New China has just been established, the enemy has just run away, our life has just settled down, where is there school." ”

"Then how do you know this?" Hu Shunchun asked with some curiosity.

An ideological consciousness like Xia Yuan is something that many soldiers don't have.

"It's very simple, we can spend the Spring Festival in peace now, all of which were created by you with your hands, and such a peaceful and prosperous world was bought by you with your lives." Xia Yuan had a smile on his face, his words, for people now, are simply a dimensionality reduction blow, "After the founding of New China, our house collapsed, and there was a PLA uncle to help us build a house, and the house was built by the PLA uncle, and in the future, if the motherland is in need, the PLA uncle will also build the motherland, I want to join the army and follow you to build the motherland." ”

Xia Yuan's words went to their hearts.

As an instructor, Hu Shunchun often had to mobilize the fighters ideologically, and many truths that they did not understand needed to be explained to them by themselves, and they would be explained in an easy-to-understand manner.

"That's a good kid." Hu Shunchun said with emotion: "I am happy that the masses can have such thoughts, but what about your family?" ”

"It's in the house."

"I want to thank your father for teaching you such a good child, but we can't take you."

Xia Yuan was a little curious and asked, "Why?" ”

"Joining the army is not child's play, we can't call the shots, unless we need people." Hu Shunchun rubbed Xia Yuan's head and said, "Hurry up, it's too cold outside." ”

Xia Yuan didn't say anything.

Just after the Spring Festival, there are still six months before the outbreak of the Korean War, and ten months before the dispatch of troops to North Korea.

After the dispatch of troops to North Korea, more and more soldiers returning to their hometowns returned to the army.

At the same time, recruitment for the whole country will also be opened.

I'm not in a hurry at this time.

The movement outside still alarmed the villagers in the village, and when they saw their team sleeping under the eaves and in the courtyard, they couldn't help but be shocked and pityful, and said with red eyes: "Come into the house quickly, how can you let the benefactor who rescues the poor sleep in the courtyard?" ”

The villagers dragged their arms, grabbed their luggage, and welcomed the soldiers home.

The old father and mother ran outside, saw the soldiers sleeping on the road, and pulled Hu Shunchun to the house.

"You are all the founding heroes, the distinguished guests ushered in on the first day of the new year, how can you sleep on the street, come in."

"What kind of founding heroes are we, we will always be the people's soldiers."

The old father and the old mother had red eyes, and the second sister secretly wiped away tears.

Xia Yuan sighed, what a simple era.

couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the old father and mother, Hu Shunchun said to the old soldier: "Old Liu, leave some meat, find a place to put it, and leave a little money by the way." ”

"Hey."

Elder Liu should come down.

Hu Shunchun chatted with the old father and mother for a while, and led the topic to Xia Yuan: "How old is the child this year?" ”

The old father said, "Sixteen." ”

Hu Shunchun liked Xia Yuan's character, especially his ideological awareness, and said with emotion: "Brother, you have taught a good son." ”

The old father was confused, how could he teach a good son.

Hu Shunchun didn't say much.

The old father's mind flashed, he took Hu Shunchun's hand, and beckoned Xia Yuan, who was squatting at the door: "Brother, I am a few years older than you, my son, I want to join the army, I don't think about tea, I don't want to eat." ”

Hu Shunchun likes Xia Yuan, but this matter is not for him to decide.

"Brother, now that the battle is over, you will let him stay at home and give your second elder a pension."

The old father still has a certain ideological awareness: "I can support my mother-in-law and I for the elderly, but the construction of the motherland is urgent, besides, the motherland is built, and the motherland will take care of us." ”

Xia Yuan secretly gave the old father a thumbs up, it seems that the old father is not simply a farmer.

If you think about it carefully, most of the people who can be invited by the old village chief to support the army have a little cultural level.

Old father, a long time ago, seems to have gone to a private school.

Hu Shunchun sighed, he finally understood that Xia Yuan was young, why his ideological consciousness was so high, if he had a father, he would have a son, his father's ideological consciousness was like this, and his son's ideological consciousness could be worse.

He also realized that the old brother must have gone to school before.

Those who can have such ideological consciousness are definitely not ordinary people.

The old father continued: "This kid has no other ideas, brother, just let him follow, don't be afraid of being tired, when he does farm work, he is very diligent, but he can call him hard." ”

Hu Shunchun hesitated.

Xia Yuan spoke, "I can shoot, and I can shoot very accurately." ”

The old father slapped Xia Yuan, "Stinky boy, what nonsense!" ”

Xia Yuan stiffened his neck and said: "Really, I shoot accurately, three hundred meters, where to shoot, and throw stones accurately, one hundred meters, I will lose whatever you ask me to lose, and I will never lose it." ”

"Hey, this kid is still so good." Hu Shunchun didn't take Xia Yuan's words seriously, and said to the old father: "Brother, I like your son very much, but I really can't make the decision in this matter." ”

Hu Shunchun looked very hesitant, Xia Yuan looked like a good seedling, but recruiting soldiers was really not something he could manage.

If it was during the war years, when there were not enough people in the team, wherever they went, where someone joined the army, they would go to war with them.

Not now, since the founding of New China, there is also a set of procedures for recruiting and enlisting in the army.

Just what I didn't expect was when they left the next day.

The old father called Xia Yuan aside and asked him, "Do you really want to be a soldier?" ”

Xia Yuan nodded categorically: "Hmm." ”

The old father said, "It is honorable to be a soldier, and I don't want you to make a decision on impulse." ”

Xia Yuan shook his head: "Father, I am by no means an impulsive decision. ”

The old father looked at his son for a long time, and said with emotion: "My son has grown up." ”

Xia Yuan heard that there was something in the old father's words, but he didn't say much.

Xia Yuan left on the first day of the new year, and the old father prepared some dry food for him, wrapped it on his body, and sat at the gate, smoking dry tobacco.

He was in a state of flux.

"If I hadn't crossed over, I might have stayed at home all along."

Xia Yuan didn't quite understand at the moment, where did the original body go after the system let him pass through.

Perhaps the original body is also silently accepting everything.

Xia Yuan was in front of the village, kowtowed three times, and walked towards the town with the crowd rushing to the market.

In the past 50 years, most of the people who rushed to the market were pushing wheelbarrows made of wood, or people with skills, making flatbed carts, tying a rope to their shoulders, and pulling the family to the market.

At the beginning of spring, a military-civilian fraternity was held in the town, and nearby villages, large and small, gathered towards the town, and at least more than 10,000 people came, surrounding the town.

Xia Yuan came to the town with dry food, and when he saw the prosperous world in front of him, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

Some villagers hung a sheep with wooden sticks, and some carried cabbage, radish, steamed steamed buns, and sorghum rice from the vegetable field.

Everyone changed into new clothes and had happy smiles on their faces.

Lectures, amusement parties, gatherings, and condolences were held in full swing, and the families of the martyrs were smiling and laughing, and tears rolled down their faces.

In the past, when the Kuomintang recruited soldiers, it was to arrest people, and it didn't matter if people died, and even many people died not at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of their own people.

On the other hand, the Red Party, whose relatives died on the battlefield, thought that they would be like the Kuomintang, and that they had died a hundred times, but they did not expect that the country would actually remember them.

Not only food, gifts, but also money.