It was an early morning in July, and the sun just came out. ∷Top∷Little∷Say, in the field, the corn and sorghum are indeed green leaves, with gold on the green leaves. The dew on the bean leaves and amaranth are shining like countless silver beads. The pale green firewood smoke for breakfast is floating high from the yellow roof. A group of cows and horses come out of the village and walk towards the meadow. A cowherd wearing a pointed straw hat rides on the back of a horse and shouts the animals with a whip, so that they can not get close to the crop fields. At this time, a four-wheeled cart comes from the county town. The sound of wheels rolling, mixed with the shouts of the carriage drivers, alarming the cowherd. He looks at the people on the carriage and forgets his livestock. A big bull in front takes advantage of this space and eats corn trees on the side of the ground.

"The cows eat crops." The man in the car shouted. The cowherd hurriedly jumped off the horse's back and whipped the greedy horny man angrily.

This morning in late July 1946, in the northeast Songjiang Province, on a road southeast of Harbin, the cowherd saw the four-wheeled cart with four horses and pulling it away from Zhuhe County to Yuanmao Tun. After crossing Ximen Bridge, the rusher waved the whip, and the whip tip curled up and shook it straight, and made a gunshot whip. The horse ran fast, and the mud on the hooves splashed on the wormwood on the edge of the road, on the corn leaves and on the telephone poles.

After running, the horse was sweating all over his body, spraying his nose, and walking slower, and the person who drove the car started to rumbling: "I'm tired of you after just a few steps? If you want to eat, you pick all the good ones, the grass and barnyard grass are not happy to eat. If you want to eat bean cakes and sorghum, you can't do it? Look. If you don't give you a beat, I'm not a good old grandson who drove the car." He just talked, but the whip didn't fall. The horse also understood: he only moved his mouth, but didn't move. The hand actually allowed it to walk slowly. The car was swaying on the flat road, walking slowly. The animals were panting, roaring their noses, and taking small steps. Lao Sun turned his head and looked at the people in the car. There were fifteen of them, sitting very tightly. Some were wearing gray cloth uniforms, some wore blue cloth shirts, some wore box guns, and some wore big guns. Which part of the Eighth Route Army are they? What are they doing? Those who drove the car didn't understand.

However, the Eighth Route Army leader was really shocked. Even Old Sun took a breath after seeing it. He had traveled around for many years and had never seen such a dazzling person. However, this cadre looked so unreasonable that he was only twenty-seven-red years old. He didn't understand why he became the leader of these Eighth Route Army.

What made him even more confused was that Captain Li always felt awe-inspiring. A small team leader even dared to drive a yellow voice after driving a car for twenty-eight years and even the vicious little Japanese driver who had been to the car.

He thought, if he didn't understand, he wouldn't understand. Anyway, they would give him money for the car, so that's all. He put on a steak (chip) for people yesterday to come to the city to sell it. Next night, he landed in the Wangjia store and met a person from the county to hire a car from Yuanmaotun. He agreed and took these fifteen customers today. No matter how hard it is, he would not be able to go back empty car and earn a stick (bottle) of wine. He is always lucky.

The car walked slowly and was trapped in a muddy pit. Lao Sun was cursing the animals and jumped down to see. The wheel was trapped in the muddy mud. Even the axle was trapped in. He sighed and climbed into the car again. He whipped the horse with a whip. Everyone in the car jumped off the ground and went around behind the car to help push the car. At this time, a rubber wheel cart with four horses pulled came from behind. The person who drove the car saw that there was a car in front of him. Then, he rushed over from the shallow mud next to him. Because he ran fast and was a rubber wheel, he didn't get stuck. The mud from the rubber wheels splattered on Lao Sun's face, his hands and shirt. The person who drove the car turned his neck and saw that it was Lao Sun's head, smiled, but did not apologize, and turned around and rushed away. Lao Sun's head wiped the mud on his face with his sleeves and cursed quietly: "You are fucking eyes!"

"Whose car is that?"

The person who asked the question was the heroic Eighth Route Army cadre. Old Sun knew that he was Captain Li, who came to negotiate with the county government secretary yesterday evening. He replied in a tight heart: "Who can have such a good car? Look at the red horse, how thick the fat and the hair is so bright that it seems that the hooves don't touch the ground when they run."

"Whose car is it?" Captain Li asked again.

Seeing that the question was so tight, Old Sun didn't dare to say anything. He stammered and chatted about other casualties to avoid asking questions.

Since that was the case, Captain Li smiled slightly, and then he started talking about it...

This old grandson was also a miserable person. He said that in eight years, "Kant" (the name of the puppet Manchukuo), he whipped the whip to open the land and opened five lands. By Lao Qiu, he harvested more than fifty stone corn, and two corn buildings could not be filled. He thought, the God of Wealth was really here. Who knew that just after the battle, he had a typhoid fever. He had about fifty stone corn, and Zagu disease (treatment), handed over lotus (Japanese, that is, food), and spread the expenses. In one winter, the flowers were completely clean and there was no one left. He was put into the Japanese group, so he had to pick up the whip again and do the old business. He said to Captain Xiao:

"Comrade Captain, you have to rely on your life to make money. More than fifty stones of corn are yellow and bright. One winter is filled with light like water. Do you think you can't accept your fate? In the future, I'll exhale. This year, Yuanmao's beard was robbed. The food, clothing, laying, and covering at home were all scattered. He couldn't get off the kang and could not lift the lid of the pot. Then the third battalion of the 359th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army came. He broke his beard and opened the barn in Yuanmaotun, and asked to give all the millet and corn to the common people. Our family also had one stone of corn. Comrade Captain, it's a good saying: There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. God will not starve to death. Now we are not full or hungry. Isn't that okay? Xu hu, see where you go?" He shouted at the cattle.

Old Sun was also a good person. When he found out that Captain Li was amiable when he chatted, he knew the work in the field well. He couldn't help but ask about the origin of the people: "Comrade Captain, you are a good farmer after hearing what you said, but no matter how you look at you, you are not a farmer?"

Before the Captain Li could reply, the youngest soldier named Xiao Wang, who was the youngest in the Eighth Route Army, rushed to say: "Uncle Sun, our Captain Li is an intellectual who has returned from the Soviet elder brother!"

But it turned out that Captain Li was a descendant of Chinese workers who participated in the October Revolution. His father was the guardian of Comrade Vladimir and worked with the Iron Man for a while. Perhaps because of this encounter, perhaps out of the Chinese's own prudence, this revolutionary hero actually escaped the great purge and "lucky" to sacrifice on the battlefield of the Patriotic War. His mother also died of illness during the war.

Captain Li was orphan of a martyr and was young, of course, mainly because there were still people above to observe it. There was nothing strange about the teenage soldiers during the Patriotic War, so he was not involved in the world war just ended, but instead entered Moscow University for further studies.

Captain Li, who graduated last year, did not stay in the Soviet Union, but applied to return to his motherland. You should know that when the war just ended, the Soviet Union was in a mess, especially the large number of young and middle-aged men who lost the war. If the comrades who are good at being good at being good at being the director of a large factory or the secretary of the municipal party committee of a small city, it is possible to be the director of a large factory or the secretary of a small city party committee.

Although the Soviet Union tried its best to keep it, Captain Li, who was determined to return to China and joined the Northeast Democratic Alliance.

Logically speaking, China's red power also attaches great importance to such intellectuals. It can be said that being a cadre casually is not a problem at all. However, Captain Li insists on going to the grassroots level and is eager to go to the front line of revolutionary work to understand the real situation of his mother country.

For such a good comrade, the leaders greatly praised him in their hearts and met his requirements. Even in an organization like Red Power, everyone from all over the world knew that such comrades, such background and experience could be said to have a bright future. For the sake of the revolutionary cause and for himself, he arranged him to the grassroots level, which is the real emphasis and real cultivation.

So he became the captain of one of the many working teams in this agrarian revolution.

(Please don’t dig into this resume, it’s just for the plot’s needs).

Captain Li's authentic identity as a "turtle" is even the old Sun who doesn't recognize a big word, not to mention that he comes from the big brother of the Soviet Union. For the farmers in Northeast China, the gods, English, Germans and even the United States, they don't know what it is.

However, it is impossible not to know about the Big Nose Country and the Small Nose Country that have brought them severe disasters.

Of course, now Big Nose has become the big brother. Although the local native old grandson has heard about the bad deeds of those Big Nose since childhood, he still disagrees with them in his heart, but he is a grown-up person and will not show this insult to his indifference.

Their talk was lively, but Captain Li, the person involved, remained silent. When he listened to others' remarks or boasted about his resume, he always felt unreal.

Although he clearly has such a life in his mind, and even his dead father's voice, appearance and smile are vivid in his mind, whenever he thinks about his life over the years, his heart is empty, as if these memories are not personal experiences, but long series watched from the perspective of bystanders.

"It's almost here. Look at the dark area, isn't it our village?"

Captain Li quickly raised his head and saw a long row of yellow houses near the distant mountain like smoke and clouds, mixed with black green trees. This is Yuanmautun where they are going to work. (To be continued...)
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