5-43 Former China Expeditionary Army Remains Search Group
Deputy County Magistrate Tang put a lot of effort into researching the accommodation and food issues of the delegation. He specifically checked online and found out that Japanese people like to eat light food, such as sushi and sashimi, so he sent people from the provincial capital early.
I purchased a batch of salmon and put them in the freezer. I also hired a chef who was good at Japanese cuisine and was paid 8,000 yuan a month to cook Japanese dishes for the visiting group.
Jinfan Hotel is the best hotel in the county. Its hardware and software facilities are not inferior to others even in the provincial capital. Especially the presidential suite located on the 18th floor is the most luxurious in luxury, even the bathtub faucet.
They are all gold-plated, and all the service staff have a technical secondary school degree or above, good looks and high quality. Those who can enter the Jinfan Hotel are the best in the county.
The luncheon was held in the banquet hall of Jinfan Hotel. Soothing Japanese music was played in the hall. The well-dressed host and guests were gentle and chatting and laughing. The Japanese friends presented exquisite gifts to the county leaders. Secretary Zhang used them on the spot very gracefully.
Expressed gratitude in Japanese: "Ariado!" The Japanese guests all showed knowing smiles.
After the luncheon, the restaurant manager brought the bill to Secretary Li of the county party committee to sign it. Secretary Li, who was well-informed, was frightened when he saw the scary number. He went to Secretary Zhang and reported a few words in a low voice. Secretary Zhang took the bill.
When he saw it, he frowned slightly and said, "Sign it, I'll find a way later."
Secretary Li hurried over with the bill, and Secretary Zhang waved over the director of the county finance bureau and asked: "Can we squeeze out some funds financially?"
The finance director said: "Secretary Zhang, our county's finances have always been tight and we really can't spare any extra money."
Secretary Zhang resolutely said: "That won't work. Diplomacy is no small matter. We must not let this issue slip and embarrass the people of South Thailand in front of international friends. I don't care what method you use, you must allocate some funds."
Just as he was talking, Deputy County Magistrate Tang hurried over and said, "The guest wanted to visit the county."
Secretary Zhang said: "Then you should make arrangements quickly. The newly built fountain square in our county is nice. You can take them to visit it."
Deputy County Magistrate Tang said: "They said they wanted to visit the old town and see the authentic old town of Nantai."
Secretary Zhang frowned: "What's there to see? The shabby ones cannot represent the spirit of our Nantai County."
Deputy County Magistrate Tang said: "Fortunately, I have made arrangements a long time ago and modified the places that are unsightly. Even if I visit, it will not be embarrassing. I heard from comrades from the Provincial Foreign Affairs Office that these people are here to find their roots, so
I am more interested in the old city.”
The finance director interrupted and asked: "What roots are you looking for? Wu Dalang is not from our county." He is Secretary Zhang's brother-in-law. He is an accountant from the town finance office. It is understandable that his cultural quality is low. Deputy County Magistrate Tang not only does not laugh at him
, but patiently explained: "The fathers of these people fought in China and were stationed in the Nantai County area. President Ono's father died in the war in our Nantai County, and the old man in a wheelchair came to China himself.
That’s why you have so much affection for our county.”
"My day, it turns out they are a bunch of Japanese devils." the finance director exclaimed.
"Watch your words!" Secretary Zhang gave him a stern look and said, "If you talk nonsense in front of the guests, you, the director, should stop doing it!"
Secretary Zhang was so majestic that the Finance Director immediately did not dare to talk nonsense and retreated angrily. Secretary Zhang then said to Deputy County Magistrate Tang: "Xiao Tang, the task of accompanying them to visit is left to you. You must accompany them well. If you can't
Something went wrong."
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In the old streets of the county town, more than a dozen old Japanese people were walking slowly. They were all in their sixties or seventies, wearing casual clothes, fisherman hats and glasses, with cameras hanging on their chests. They walked one after another in a very orderly manner, looking at each other from time to time.
He looked at the buildings on the roadside and let out exaggerated exclamations.
The old city of Nantai is relatively dilapidated. The shantytowns are low and dilapidated. Many families still use briquette stoves for heating and cooking. The roads are bumpy and bumpy. Vegetable leaves and briquette residue are thrown on the roadside. The sewage in the public toilets flows out, which is pungent and unbearable.
But this is all in the past. After the arrangement of Deputy County Magistrate Tang, these unsightly scenery were blocked by plastic colorful strips with the words "under construction" written on them.
The county government mobilized some cadres to act as passers-by on the streets. There was an endless stream of well-dressed and polite pedestrians who did not watch or follow foreign friends, which perfectly demonstrated the spirit of the people of Nantai.
The visiting group walked around and looked at the flowers. The old people were obviously a little disappointed. They gathered together and chatted. The old man in the wheelchair was also a little sad. He asked the translator to say a few words. The translator immediately went to Deputy County Magistrate Tang to ask, saying that Mr. Hashimoto
I wanted to find a building with such a structure and style. After some introduction and gestures, the Tangfu County Magistrate suddenly realized, "That is our old county party committee compound. It is now the seat of the Tourism Bureau. I want to visit there."
Ah, no problem."
The group of people quickly rushed to the Tourism Bureau. Deputy County Magistrate Tang’s secretary had already contacted the Tourism Bureau office on his mobile phone. When the international friends came to the door, dozens of staff from the Tourism Bureau stood at the door to warmly welcome them.
As soon as Mr. Hashimoto entered the gate, his mood was a little abnormal. When he saw the tall locust tree in front of the main building, he became even more excited. He stood up from his wheelchair tremblingly and tried to touch the tree.
The accompanying staff rushed to help the old man. Mr. Hashimoto sighed and bowed deeply to the tree. This action surprised everyone even more.
"The old gentleman probably thought about the past." The female translator explained.
Everyone expressed their understanding, and Deputy County Magistrate Tang whispered to the translator: "It can be seen that the old gentleman is a nostalgic person."
Little did he know that in Hashimoto Takayoshi's eyes, the appearance of the Tourism Bureau compound had quietly changed. There were sandbags and horsebacks piled at the door, sentries with bayonet guns stood in the sentry box, and a light machine gun with a crooked handle was mounted behind the bunker.
The sentinels stared at the passers-by fiercely, and if anyone dared to pass by the door without bowing, they would drag him in and beat him severely.
A wooden sign hangs on one side of the big iron gate, with a series of black calligraphy written on it: Nantai County Garrison Military Police Headquarters!
And on the big locust tree in front of the main building, there is a bloody bandit hanging. The sound of the whip hitting the person is very clear, and the blood falls drop by drop under the tree. The big wolf dog sticks out its tongue and its eyes look fierce.
His legs were in the air, and if he hadn't been pulled by the iron chain, he would have pounced on him and tore him into pieces.
The young military police major Takayoshi Hashimoto was standing under the tree, wearing a meticulous yellow wool uniform and a white military police armband on his arm. The saber and pistol were clanging, and he was so heroic and unrestrained that it is indescribable.
He stared at the dying guy with extremely cold eyes and said in unskilled Chinese: "Zhao Sang, please confess quickly."
The man raised his head, his eyes were covered with blood. He whispered something, but Hashimoto didn't hear it clearly and continued to raise his ears...
"Mr. Hashimoto, let's go into the building and visit." The female translator smiled like a flower, waking the old military police major from the long river of memories. He nodded and said: "Hai." Although he is old, his movements are still crisp and neat, with a
Deeply military character.
The officials of the tourism bureau came on stage. They accompanied the international friends to visit their offices and introduced them to Nantai County’s tourism resources and great mountains and rivers. The guests and hosts visited this liberated city in a pleasant and friendly atmosphere.
building in front.
This building has long been transformed. The basement that used to hold guerrilla underground party Chongqing spies has been converted into a warehouse, and the wooden floors from the Japanese occupation period have been replaced with terrazzo. Even so, the old Hashimoto still found some of the past.
The old man felt dejected, and the descendants of his Chinese comrades who died in the war were also lamenting.
The visit ended successfully, and the tour group temporarily returned to the hotel to rest. Zhou Wen, as the main escort, stayed in the hotel with Deputy County Magistrate Tang on duty. The two sat in the coffee shop chatting. Deputy County Magistrate Tang was in his mid-30s and had a master's degree.
, is a reserve cadre specially trained by the above, and is higher than Zhou Wen in terms of knowledge and experience. They are similar in age, have no conflict of interest, and are both senior intellectuals, so they are relatively close.
"County Magistrate Tang, I'm afraid the purpose of these Japanese guests coming to our county is not sightseeing." When the two of them were talking, Zhou Wen, who was familiar with officialdom, naturally removed the word "vice" from Deputy County Magistrate Tang.
"Yes, I have talked with the leaders of the Provincial Foreign Affairs Office. The main purpose of their trip is to find the remains left by their fathers. That Ono Kozo was a posthumous son who was later raised by Mr. Hashimoto. His
My biological father disappeared in our county. If the remains can be found this time, donations and investments will definitely be needed, which is why Secretary Zhang pays so much attention to it."
Deputy County Magistrate Tang spoke eloquently, and Zhou Wen suddenly realized that this was the case.
Sure enough, during the dinner, President Ono proposed to Secretary Zhang to donate 10 million yen for education and welfare in Nantai County. Secretary Zhang expressed his sincere gratitude to Mr. Ono on behalf of the people of the county, and both parties toasted together.
, cheers to the ever-lasting friendship between the two peoples.
Later, Mr. Ono made a timely request, requesting the county government to assist them in finding the remains of his father. This issue had been anticipated by Secretary Zhang. He first talked about some practical difficulties. After all, more than sixty years had passed.
After experiencing events such as the Liberation War, the Great Leap Forward, the Cultural Revolution, and reform and opening up, it may be difficult to find traces of the past.
Obviously this issue was also under the consideration of the other party. Mr. Ono thought for a moment and proposed to build a stone monument at the place where his father disappeared to commemorate the innocent victims of the war.
Secretary Zhang asked where his father was missing. Ono Kosaku bent down and asked Hashimoto Takayoshi in the wheelchair. The old Hashimoto said the three words that made him unforgettable in clear Chinese: Yezhuyu