Chapter seven hundred and sixty seventh big family
The plains of northern Jiangsu are crisscrossed by water networks, the land is fertile, dense villages are dotted around, and the population is much denser than in the barren mountainous areas.
Although this place has now become an occupied area, except for a small number of people who have fled, most people have stayed. After all, they have lived here for generations, and the nostalgia is hard to let go.
The Japanese also changed their practice of burning, killing, looting and killing people and livestock in the warring areas, and implemented the strategy of using China to control China and using war to support war in the occupied areas, and used organizations such as maintenance committees to win over the people to serve them.
After all, the resources of their island country are scarce, and the Japanese fighting on the front line still count on the Chinese people in the occupied areas to grow food and provide them with chicken, duck, and fish meat. If they are all killed, they will drink the northwest wind.
The implementation of this policy by the Japanese allowed the people in the enemy-occupied areas to gradually settle down. Although the people had to hand over a lot of grain, vegetables and meat, from time to time they had to be dragged by the Japanese to build gun towers as hard labor.
But compared to the life of a refugee with no fixed place to live and no food to eat, it is slightly better to stay in your hometown. At least you have a house that can shelter you from the wind and rain, but that's about it.
Compared with the difficult life of the vast majority of poor people, the gentry who own good land and shops are even more unwilling to abandon their family property and become refugees with no fixed residence.
Besides, they don’t have any sense of patriotism in their thoughts. They always think that the little devils are also human beings and they also need to eat and drink. As long as they hand over the grain, vegetables and money to the little devils on time, the little devils will not deal with them without any reason.
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They are quite open-minded about handing over these grains, vegetables and money. Anyway, they handed it over before, and they still hand it over now, but they just changed the object of handing over. As long as they can keep their family property, they don't bother to care about who they hand over to.
Woolen cloth.
It is precisely because the patriotism of most Chinese people is weak that the Japs can easily control the vast occupied areas and implement the policy of supporting war with war.
If everyone in these countries rises up to resist, then the little devil may not be able to hold on for long without food or water.
The arrival of the guerrillas like Yang Ling, who attacked and killed the Japanese everywhere, destroyed transportation lines, promoted anti-Japanese ideas, ruined the good deeds of the little Japanese, and naturally became a thorn in the little Japanese's flesh, and they wanted to get rid of it quickly.
However, the Japs Guard Squadron in Qinghe Town suffered losses in several battles with Yang Ling and others. The Japs Captain Kasai Sadao also learned his lesson and stopped attacking rashly and became a coward.
However, he was not idle either. He acted like a coward on the surface, but secretly did not relax. Kasai Sadao requested reinforcements from the garrison in Huaiyin County, and at the same time dispatched plainclothes teams, detective teams and hidden spies to spy on Yang Ling and the others.
After all, if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Yang Ling also knew that the Japanese would never give up, and was actively expanding his army to prepare for the new battle.
Yang Ling and the Japs had a tacit understanding and did not engage in large-scale fighting. Although everything seemed calm, there was an undercurrent surging secretly.
Now both sides are accumulating strength, Qinghe Town is calm, and the nearby big houses are secretly watching, ready to act as a wall at any time.
After all, for them living in the cracks, if they want to keep their family property and fertile land, they have to have both sides. When the devils come, they welcome them with wine and meat, and when the guerrillas come, they also welcome them with hands-on applause.
Especially at the home of Qian Fuming, a wealthy family member in Zhangjiaji, two banners were made, one to welcome the imperial army and the other to welcome the guerrillas. For them, there is no patriotic stance and their family wealth is the most important thing.
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Zhangjiaji, where Qian Fuming lives, is a relatively large residential area under the jurisdiction of Qinghe Town, with more than 1,500 residents living there. Such a population would probably be worth several villages if it were placed in a mountainous area.
Fortunately, the land near Zhangjiaji is flat and fertile, and there is river network irrigation, which is more than enough to support such a population.
Although Zhangjiaji is not as populous as Qinghe Town, with so many residents, it is much more prosperous than the surrounding villages.
The rich man Qian Fuming relied on his shrewd mind to build a huge family business in just twenty years. Although he had to use despicable means such as robbery and robbery, he was still successful in his career.
However, in these turbulent years, it is not easy to hold on to such a large portion of the family business. After all, there are competing forces from all sides. No matter which party is offended, the Qian family may suffer disaster.
Both the guerrillas and the Japanese have guns, and although the Qian family has spent huge sums of money to buy more than 20 guns, they can only guard homes and guard homes to deter the young. If they really want to fight, they will have to fight with eggs and stones.
Asking for trouble.
So Qinghe Town seems to be calm now, but Qian Fuming smells a hint of danger and secretly sends people to observe, preparing to act according to the situation.
If you see that the guerrillas are dying, then hurry up and give food and drink to the Japanese. If the Japanese are dying, you have to take the initiative to deliver things to the guerrillas. This is also the way to survive in the cracks.
Although Qian Fuming wanted to make a decision before taking action, and was prepared to wait and see and be a wallflower, the so-called plan could not keep up with the changes, and the guerrillas still came to the door.
"We, Chief Yang, are hosting a banquet at Xiaowangzhuang tonight, please come on time."
A guerrilla brother who knocked on the door of Qian's house said and handed an invitation to Qian Fuming's hand.
"Boss, please have a seat in the room." Qian Fuming took the invitation and warmly invited the brother who delivered the letter to come into the room.
"No, I have to go to another store to deliver invitations. Say goodbye." The guerrilla brother who delivered the invitations also said so neatly, handed over the invitations, and turned around to leave.
"Then boss, go slowly. Next time, you must come and sit at home."
When the guerrillas left, the smile on Qian Fuming's face faded. Looking at the invitation in his hand, he suddenly felt that it weighed as much as a thousand pounds. Should he go or not? He was worried.
But in the end, Qian Fuming ordered the housekeeper to prepare a gift, and under the protection of several servants with guns, he rushed to Xiaowangzhuang. After all, the guerrillas could not afford to offend.
Qian Fuming also encountered the same situation as the big families in more than a dozen nearby villages. They all received Yang Ling's invitation to attend the banquet. Although they all knew that it was probably the Hongmen Banquet, the situation was stronger than others, so they had to go.
Yang Ling also expected that these big businessmen wouldn't dare not come. After all, he held a lot of evidence that they oppressed the people and colluded with the Japanese. If they didn't come, he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.
The reason why Yang Ling wanted to invite these big businessmen over was to give them a chance to atone for their sins and help fund military supplies. It was as simple as that.
Although the big businessmen were all well-known figures in the neighborhood, facing the guerrillas who had beaten the Japanese into a panic, they all arrived at Xiaowangzhuang on time if they dared to offend them.
"Please come in quickly, please come in."
When Wang Huzi saw these wealthy people wearing melon caps and well-dressed clothes, his smile was like looking at a fat sheep that had fallen into a wolf's den.
Seeing the enthusiasm of Wang Huzi who was standing at the door to greet Wang Huzi, the trembling wealthy people felt a little relieved, and they all went to the lobby of the guerrilla detachment's temporary headquarters to sit down, and someone made tea for them.
They were all familiar with each other, but at the moment they were sitting there just drinking tea, looking sad.
Soon, the brothers in the cooking class prepared a table of meals and laid them out. They were all simple meals, and the wealthy people all sat down one after another at Wang Huzi's greeting.
"Sir Yang is here!"
Following a loud shout from the guard at the door, Yang Ling, dressed in military uniform, stepped in.