Ding Guodong originally didn't want to go to Hongbao Township. In his opinion, asking the leaders of their county-level departments to go to the village was simply "taking off their pants and farting". Is this what the leaders of their county-level departments did?
Think about it when Repin was the secretary of the county party committee, the county was the yamen, and people in the towns and villages had to treat them as lords. Ding Guodong was one of Repin’s most trusted department leaders. Now that Xiao Zhenglai is the secretary of the county party committee, it can be said that Ding Guodong has not yet
I have recovered from the good days of the "Rebin Era". So today, Xiao Zheng held a meeting at 11 o'clock in the evening and asked them to go to the countryside. Ding Guodong didn't take it seriously and went to meet that woman. If it hadn't been for the County Commission for Discipline Inspection
I called him from Hongbao Township and asked him where he was. Ding Guodong really didn’t want to go.
Ding Guodong was on his way to Hongbao Township. The snow was falling quite quietly, but suddenly the wind picked up and the snow was flying like random catkins. It looked like it was going to snow heavily again!
On the top of the mountain in Hongqi Village, there is a simple cave dwelling with bright lights and only two small rooms. One is occupied by a ninety-year-old man Hou Yuankuan, and the other is occupied by his granddaughter Hou Xiaojing. The old man lives in
Generations of people who have lived here have witnessed the Red Army coming over the mountains, carrying out land reform here, and allocating fields to them so that the old man and his parents could have a bite to eat. At that time, the old man was just a young man in his teens, and he believed in his heart.
Good times are brought by the Red Army. For the latest news, follow the author's WeChat public account: Walking Pen Gentian. For the latest news, follow the author's WeChat public account: Walking Pen Gentian. Once the enemy army sent five troops to encircle and suppress him.
Familiar with the mountains and waterways, he managed to lead the Red Army out of the encirclement via a trail. Among the Red Army who escaped from danger were important generals and leaders who later became the founding fathers of the country.
Later, these leaders sent people from Huajing to "recognize relatives", hoping that the old man could leave this barren land and live in Huajing. In the 1960s and 1980s, Huajing sent people to come, but the old man declined.
He said that the Red Army saved his family's lives by allowing him and his parents to eat and not starve to death. He also saved other people's lives by leading the Red Army away from the enemy's encirclement. This is all what it should be. He has lived for generations.
Here, he doesn't want to leave. Moreover, the cave dwellings where the Red Army worked and lived in those days are in disrepair, some are dilapidated, and some are facing collapse. The old man said that these revolutionary sites retain the best memories of his life.
, he must protect it well. As long as he has breath, he must protect it for one day.
The old man's son went out to work in order to support the family, but an accident happened and he died. His daughter-in-law left his granddaughter behind and remarried. Later, the old man's wife disappeared, leaving only him and his granddaughter to depend on each other. The old man relied on the mountain to farm.
He ate corn and raised chickens to make a living, and paid the tuition for his granddaughter. Now that her granddaughter is in college and back for the New Year, she wants to spend more time with her grandfather, so she is in no rush to go back to school.
The old man has never reached out to the organization, let alone bragging about having saved the Red Army and national leaders because he wanted reputation and treatment. The old man and his family are all self-reliant, just like the grass stubble growing on the land.
It is your own responsibility.
Because of this, after the 1990s, Huajing knew that the old man would not leave this place, so he never came again. Some of the newly elected local town leaders had only heard that the old man had saved the Red Army, and some
They even doubt the credibility of this legend. Because this old man has almost become a trouble in the village and the countryside. Where is the trouble? It is that the old man has been to the village many times, and the township has asked the leaders to find ways to repair those revolutionary sites.
, to protect those cave dwellings and fortresses. However, as a poor county and poor village, food is a problem. Where can the money come from to maintain those revolutionary sites? The old man often comes to the village and the countryside, and at first he talked to them about this matter.
Noisy, said: "If we don't repair it now, it will collapse and disappear in the future!" The old man was so anxious that he almost cried.
In the village, the people in the township said: "You are anxious, and so are we. But it is difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice. If you have no money, how can you repair and maintain this large cave dwelling?" The old man said: "Don't you have a car in your village?
"You leaders can afford cars and gasoline, but you don't have the money to protect revolutionary sites?" People in the village said: "The cars are used by the leaders for meetings and business. The higher-ups have approved the distribution of the cars and the use of gasoline.
Yes, but the higher authorities have not allocated funds to repair the cave dwelling ruins! If you have the ability to report it to the higher authorities!"
The old man thought of the leader who once asked him to move to Huajing. Unfortunately, he was determined to protect this revolutionary site and did not want to go anywhere! Therefore, he deliberately did not leave the number of the leader of Huajing! Now he wants to contact
I couldn't get in touch either. Later, the old man came to Murakami every month and came to the village without any fuss or noise. He just reminded Murakami that there is a revolutionary site on the top of the mountain in Hongqi Village in the countryside! But most of them
At that time, no one paid attention.
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Ren Yongle, the office director of the township, is a very sincere young man. He was born in a rural area. After going to college in Yinzhou, he returned to his hometown to work as a cadre. He thought that if there was a chance, he would help the town and village get rid of poverty and become rich.
Of course, after working for three years, the town is still the same and has not improved much. However, Ren Yongle is not disappointed. When he was studying in Yinzhou, he knew that the eastern coast has developed rapidly, and the country is also very concerned about the central and western regions.
development, my hometown will definitely develop one day, it is only a matter of time.
Every time Ren Yongle sees the old man Hou Yuankuan coming, he always receives him well. For the latest news, follow the author’s WeChat public account: Walking Pen Gentian. Let him sit in his office and make him a glass of water. Whenever he is free,
, so he sat with the old man and chatted. The old man was really willing to tell him the story of the Red Army on the mountain in Hongbao Township. Ren Yongle listened with great fascination. He said to the old man: "When there is something in the countryside in the future,
We have money, why should we repair the revolutionary sites on the mountain?" The old man smiled at him and said: "You are a good young man. The country will be yours from now on, and you will definitely help repair the revolutionary sites by then. But then
I can’t see it anymore.”
Hearing the sad words of the old man, Ren Yongle was also very sad. He comforted the old man: "Uncle Hou, it won't happen. Maybe the higher-ups will pay attention to it and repair all the ruins on the mountain." Hou Yuankuan said.
Shi said: "If such a day comes, I can close my eyes with peace of mind." Ren Yongle said: "Uncle Hou, you are a person who will live a long life!"
At this moment, the old man Hou Yuankuan still couldn't sleep. The heavy snow made the old man very worried. His granddaughter Hou Xiaojing was worried about his grandfather's health and advised: "Grandpa, you should go to bed early, otherwise you will be tired tomorrow." Hou Yuankuan was worried about his health.
Kuan, wearing a cotton coat, walked to the door to take a look, and said worriedly: "The wind is getting tight again, and the snow is getting heavy! This won't work, I'm worried that the old cave dwelling is going to collapse!" Hou Xiaojing said: "Grandpa, it's really going to happen.
There is nothing we can do about it." Hou Yuankuan was worried: "No, I have to go to the old cave dwellings to see." The "old cave dwellings" Hou Yuankuan mentioned were the cave dwellings where the Red Army worked and lived more than seventy years ago.
After saying that, Hou Yuankuan buttoned up his cotton-padded clothes and walked out. Sun Xiaojing knew that the old man was stubborn. The old cave dwelling was his "darling" and valued more than his life. If he was not allowed to go, grandpa would definitely
She wanted to lose her temper. Sun Xiaojing quickly picked up the military coat on the bed and put it on her grandfather. She helped him walk towards the old cave dwelling.
This is near the top of the mountain. The Red Army originally built the cave dwellings on the mountain because it was condescending, allowing them to overlook the surroundings and see situations at a first glance. In fact, this place was not suitable for ordinary people to live, so the entire village.
Except Hou Yuankuan, all other villagers are at the foot of the mountain.
On the whole mountain, only Sun Xiaojing was holding her grandfather's hand and walking towards the old cave dwelling. The wind was strong and the snow was heavy, so the umbrella could not be held up, so they had no choice but to brave the snow. It was dark in the direction of the cave dwelling, and it was as if there were no eye sockets in the darkness.
Normally, if a stranger sees these old cave dwellings, they might feel terrified, but Hou Yuankuan and Hou Xiaojing, the grandfather and grandson, are different. Because they know the history, they are in awe and even more concerned.
The dim light of the flashlight formed an enlarged circle on the snow, moving forward staggeringly in the wind and snow. Granddaughter Hou Xiaojing could smell the snow on the top of the mountain. This was a special smell, and for Hou Xiaojing
It is also a familiar question. Hou Xiaojing remembered that when she was a child, she accompanied her grandfather to check the condition of the cave dwellings on snowy nights. Once, a cave dwelling collapsed in a snowstorm. At that time, Xiaojing's father was still
Still alive. The next day, Grandpa and Dad propped up the collapsed area with wooden boards, and poured cement, bricks and steel bars together, basically restoring it to its original appearance. Grandpa also praised Hou Xiaojing's father's brick and mud work.
Craftsmanship. Later, Hou Xiaojing's father went to the city to learn the craft of a cement worker and worked outside to support his family. Unexpectedly, he later lost his life because of this craft.
These memories made Hou Xiaojing burst into tears in the wind and snow. At this time, Hou Yuankuan said: "Xiaojing, these cave dwellings can't collapse anymore, they can't collapse anymore." Hou Xiaojing was pulled back from the memories.
She lost her thoughts and asked: "Why?" Hou Yuankuan said: "Your father is gone. If it collapses again, no one can help me repair it." With one sentence, Hou Xiaojing's tears welled up again, and she couldn't help but ask.
Hou Yuankuan said: "Grandpa, why do you have to guard this place all your life? In fact, you can live a better life by going down the mountain." Hou Yuankuan said: "There used to be a large number of Red Army soldiers who climbed the snow-capped mountains just to let the people live a good life.
I know many of them who came to us across the grassland. Later, they all bled and died on this mountain. Keeping here is to remember them. For others, they can live a good life by going down the mountain; for grandpa,
, To keep this place is to keep the good life, because here are red roots and red veins. Grandpa, I was born here, grew up here, and I also want to be buried here!"
Hou Xiaojing turned to look at her grandfather, and suddenly felt that her grandfather's slightly stooped body looked so great at this time. Everyone's figure is different, but everyone with ideals and beliefs is tall.
At this time, there was a slight clicking and creaking sound from the "old cave dwelling". Hou Yuankuan quickened his pace: "There is a cave dwelling that seems to be unable to hold up!"