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Chapter 197 Wu Tianming's Tears

 "There is also a Corps special rice, do you know what it is?"

Wu Tianming was so secretive that Ye Yuze really didn't know about it. He had always had a mother, and he had never eaten anything from those rough old men.

Wu Tianming smiled.

"It's just soaking the noodles! Soak the noodles in a hot pot, and when they're soft, add some suet and salt and eat them like that!"

After saying that, Wu Tianming couldn't help but lick his lips, as if that thing was a rare delicacy.

Ye Yuze felt a chill in his heart. He probably wouldn't be able to eat that thing even if it killed him.

But he didn't know that his father and Dr. Li had a meal last year.

Wu Tianming took out a bottle of Maotai from the kitchen.

"Come on, let's have some luxury today. You can have two drinks with your uncle."

After saying that, Wu Tianming got a glass of wine for Ye Yuze, and he also got a glass and drank it first, and then got another glass.

Ye Yuze knew that Wu Tianming liked wine. But looking at him like this, it seemed that he hadn't drank for a long time.

"Old Wu, you even have Maotai, but you still don't seem to have had any alcohol?"

Wu Tianming sighed. "With everything going on, how can I have time to drink?"

Ye Yuze hesitated and asked: "Old Wu, I don't think the brand over there is right? What's going on?"

Wu Tianming patted him on the shoulder. He first told him to go back and stop talking, and then explained the matter in detail.

It turns out that the name Corps ceased to exist as early as 1973, and its current name is the Northern Xinjiang Agricultural Reclamation Administration.

There are many historical and political reasons why this happened.

But most of the grassroots units of the Corps did not know about this, including Ye Yuze's father and the others.

This is not to deceive them, but is based on many considerations.

After all, most of the soldiers in the Corps are soldiers. Although they have changed careers, their status is still military, including their children who were born in the military.

If once the soldiers know that they have been eliminated from the title of soldier, what will be the consequences? No one really dares to think about it.

People of that era were different from later generations in that they did not use material things as values.

The reason why the Corps has reached its current size is because of the orders from above and the soldiers who fought for it with their sweat and lives!

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when everything was in ruins, Chiang Kai-shek took all the country's gold reserves to Taiwan. The mainland was in misery, and there was nowhere to find the financial resources to support the Corps.

"But do you know what was going on in Northern Xinjiang at that time?"

Speaking of this, Wu Tianming suddenly asked Ye Yuze.

Ye Yuze shook his head. He wasn't there at that time. How could he know?

Wu Tianming wiped his tears again.

“The total output value of industry and agriculture in Xinjiang is only 720 million yuan, of which industrial output value only accounts for 0.5%.

The vast majority of rural areas are extremely poor. On average, each poor farmer household only has one soil cutting trowel and one sickle, and every six households only has one soil plow.

The per capita possession of grain in Xinjiang is 195.7 kilograms. Excluding land rent, rations and seeds, farmers of all ethnic groups have very little grain left.

How can we have money to support the construction of northern Xinjiang in such a situation? It is already very difficult to stay alive."

Ye Yuze was moved. When he came to Northern Xinjiang, he saw farmland everywhere. Not to mention not having enough to eat, he had never eaten whole grains. And he didn't like to eat without meat.

How could he have imagined that Northern Xinjiang would be like this when his seniors entered Xinjiang?

"I will always remember the general's speech at that conference."

After saying this, Wu Tianming's eyes began to moisten.

Following Wu Tianming's narration, Ye Yuze seemed to have arrived at that era.

Grandpa Wang stood on a makeshift platform. Below him were countless young people, but they were all patched up with regimental tactics.

The old man asked the soldiers loudly: "We want to build Northern Xinjiang, but what should we do if we don't have money to build factories and farms? Should we ask the Communist Party for it?"

The soldiers roared together:

"No!"

"Do you want it from the people of Northern Xinjiang?"

The soldiers shouted: "No!"

"Where did the money come from?"

The soldiers were all dumbfounded and looked at each other. They could sweat and bleed! But they really had no money!

Grandpa Wang looked firm, waved his hands and continued shouting:

"There is only one way, and that is to come from ourselves!

Doesn’t the country also pay us salaries? Then let’s save this money to build Northern Xinjiang.

We are all paupers and are used to living in poverty. Is it okay to have one set of military uniforms every year instead of one set every two years?

We don’t have any money, so many pockets in a military uniform are useless. Can we change it to two pockets?

You don’t have to be a soldier to open up wasteland for farming in the Gobi Desert. Can you just take off your collar?”

The 100,000-strong army roared: "Agree!"

Wu Tianming's tears flowed down, and Ye Yuze also cried.

Wu Tianming rubbed his eyes and continued:

"Since then, the double collar of the military uniforms of the corps soldiers has been changed to a single collar in order to save the outer section.

In order to save fabric, the four pockets of cadre clothes were replaced with two upper pockets.

The two sets of single clothes issued each year were changed to one set, and the one set of cotton-padded clothes issued every year was changed to one set every two years.

Every day, half a kilogram of grain must be plucked from the mouths of cadres and soldiers. For 9 cents and 6 cents of vegetable gold, if you can eat enough corn flour and steamed buns, it is considered a good life.

"In this way, after several years of hard work, our Corps not only did not ask for a penny from the country, but also began to support the country with a large amount of food.

We have a large amount of land, and not an inch of that land was obtained from the local people. We dug canals ourselves to divert water and turned wasteland into fertile farmland!

Not only do we have land, we also have our own cities, mines, and factories!

But you asked me to tell the soldiers that they are no longer soldiers. I can’t say this!"

Wu Tianming burst into tears when he said this.

"At any rate, many people have realized this mistake now. They have sent people to report it to the higher authorities. Elderly people are also running around, and they already have some clues."

Ye Yuze also cried, letting tears flow freely on his face.

He has not lived through that era, and all he knows are people who look very ordinary, and even have many problems with them.

He did not expect that these people had used everything they had to achieve the prosperity of Northern Xinjiang today. They all had a common identity.

That's "Regiment Warrior!"

It is this identity that allows them to do all this.

Ye Yuze didn't understand why such a unit would be abolished? Maybe the above also had their considerations?

But Ye Yuze felt that if he and Wu Tianming switched identities, he wouldn't be able to talk about it.

It’s not that he didn’t dare to say it, but he couldn’t bear to say it! He didn’t even dare to look into those helpless eyes.

The meal lasted until late at night, and both of them drank too much.

Wu Tianming seemed to have finally let out what he had been suppressing for a long time, and seemed to be completely relaxed. He slept peacefully.

Neither of them went to bed, but each occupied a sofa to sleep on.

At any rate, Wu Tianming still had some servants who helped them cover themselves with quilts.

The sky in the provincial capital is not as clear as that at the regiment headquarters, but it has a more modern atmosphere. Human progress always needs to lose something.

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