Yezhuyu is located deep in the Daqing Mountains. There are many rocks in the mountains. The walls of the houses and courtyards are all made of stones. There is little flat land in the mountains. There are several acres of thin fields on the hillside with green crops. If it were not for a monument standing at the entrance of the village, it would look like
It's just an ordinary small mountain village.
After the Tofu Monument Incident, the county sent people to renovate the monument. Under the direct care of the leaders of the county party committee and government, the monument was built much more spectacularly than before. The base of the monument and the body of the monument were decorated with marble tiles, "Yezhuyu Anti-Japanese War"
The large gold characters "Monument to Heroes" are simple yet heroic, and they obviously come from the time when there was a commotion about astronomy in the military. Mr. Ye immediately sent his security staff to Nantai County to investigate the truth.
It was from that time that he began to plan to revisit his hometown, but his physical condition did not allow it, so he delayed it.
Although I haven't been to Yezhuyu for decades, the long river of memory cannot stop once the valve is opened. Ye Lao looked at the familiar scenery, and the past scenes came to mind. He trembled and got off the sliding pole, and walked in front of his grandson and
With the support of my granddaughter, I walked towards the tomb of my old comrade.
There are two tombs in the woods not far from the monument. One of the old tombs is the tomb of Zhao Ziming, the commander of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army. Looking at the tombstone that has been damaged by wind and rain for decades, Mr. Ye couldn't help crying: "Comrade Zhao Ziming
, I’m here to see you.” After saying that, he straightened his back and gave a solemn military salute.
Staff Officer Wang shouted from behind: "Stand at attention!" The soldiers in the military division immediately stood in a row, their young bodies like a row of javelins.
"Salute!" At the command, everyone raised their right hands in unison to pay high respect to the revolutionary martyrs.
The words on the tombstone were blurred, and the grave was clean without a single weed. It was clearly cleaned regularly. The guard opened the folding chair and asked Mr. Ye to sit down. At the same time, he took out the tributes that had been prepared long ago.
Set up with incense and candles.
In front of the grave of his old comrade, Mr. Ye told the story of that year: "Xiao Ming, your grandfather's name is Zhao Ziming. He was the instructor of the 1st Battalion and 3rd Company of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. He was also my close and beloved general. When our Independent Regiment first arrived in Daqingshan
In the area, the situation behind enemy lines is quite severe. Japanese invaders, stubborn soldiers, bandits, landlord armed forces, and various forces are intricately linked. In order to establish a united front and unite all forces that can be united to fight against the Japanese invaders, your grandfather, together with more than a dozen other comrades, broke into
Go to various armed forces to win over them and influence them. Your grandfather is the one who does the most outstanding job. Not only did he successfully recruit a bandit armed force, he also changed its name to the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army. He successfully attacked the arrogance of the Japanese invaders many times.
However, due to betrayal by a traitor, he was surrounded by the enemy and died during an operation in disguise to buy medicine. The enemy hung his head on the city wall for public display. Your grandfather's sacrifice inspired more people to join the cause of resisting Japan and saving the nation.
, his sacrifice was valuable and meaningful."
Zhao Hui has heard these words countless times. When people get old, they love to reminisce and repeat the things of the past over and over again. Everyone can understand, but Zhao Hui discovered another problem. He asked: "Then
Why hasn’t grandpa’s grave been found for so many years?”
Mr. Ye said: "Because of your grandfather's special status. In that era, too many comrades died silently. All the comrades who died on the frontal battlefield could only be buried on the spot. Don't say that your grandfather had a cover identity.
Afterwards, the organization also tried to transport the body back through relevant channels, but I heard that the head was lost. The Japanese searched the whole city and couldn't find it. Our investigation here has no results. The troops have heavy combat tasks.
Things have been delayed."
Just as he was talking, a group of people came from the direction of the village, led by Lao Chengtou. Since the completion of the monument, Yezhuyu has received tourist groups every now and then. Most of them are groups visiting the old revolutionary areas organized by the provincial government agencies, and some of them are.
Hiking tour groups spontaneously organized by travel enthusiasts, regardless of their motives, have brought considerable economic income to Yezhuyu. Now many families in the village raise domestic pigs and sell them to tourists as "wild boar".
They thought they were ordinary tourists, but when they got closer they realized that they were high-ranking cadres from the central government. Liu Ziguang introduced Old Chengtou to Mr. Ye: "Chief, this is the man who single-handedly robbed the country from the Japanese invaders under a tight blockade."
An old hero with a martyr’s head.”
When the two old men met, Mr. Ye was particularly excited. Looking at Old Cheng's strong body, he said: "You must be Comrade Cheng Shuanzhu. I have read reports about your deeds. It is not easy for you. You have been guarding Zhao Ziming's tomb in silence for half a month."
More than a century ago, Xiao Ming, come and meet your Grandpa Cheng."
Zhao Hui stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Old Chengtou. Old Chengtou accepted it calmly and said with emotion: "God is wise, Commander Zhao has someone to succeed him." Then he looked at Mr. Ye and asked: "This chief,
You know Commander Zhao, who are you?"
Mr. Ye chuckled and said, "I am Ye Xuefeng."
"Ah, Political Commissar Ye of the Independent Regiment, he is the chief." Old Chengtou said in awe.
Mr. Ye said: "There is no leader without a leader. The revolution does not distinguish between high and low. I want to learn from you. I have been keeping vigil for the martyrs for decades. There is one more thing I want to ask you. How did you take the heads of the martyrs?
Got it back from the top."
Old Chengtou said: "I climbed up to the top of the city in the dark to invite him back. The little Japs were too crazy. I didn't expect that I would go there alone. The Japs are not good at night fighting. After I knocked down a few people, they didn't dare to chase anymore."
, By the way, the culprit who killed Commander Zhao is here." As he spoke, Lao Cheng pointed to the tomb next to him. On the brand new marble tombstone was a line of words: Tomb of Hashimoto Takagi, with the dates of birth and death below.
The anti-Japanese hero of the year was buried together with the Japanese military police major. The vicissitudes of life have changed and the world is uncertain. Everyone was sad and sighed. Mr. Ye even lamented: "Those who never forget the past and the future have made the country stronger now.
But we must not relax our vigilance, the international situation is still very complicated, and we must always be prepared to fight for the country and the nation."
Ye Qing noticed that his grandfather was a little excited, and quickly advised him: "Grandpa, pay attention to your emotions, don't get too excited, your heart can't bear it."
Ye Laoyi waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I can live for another ten years, Xiao Cheng, let's talk about what happened back then."
So the two old men sat in the shade of a tree and talked about the anti-Japanese and Japanese wars. Mr. Ye talked very passionately and talked endlessly. He was in particularly good spirits. His memory loss and stuttering problems were all gone. He was so happy that he seemed
Twenty years younger.
Before he knew it, it was evening. Mr. Ye insisted on having a drink with Lao Chengtou. The entourage tried to persuade him, but no one could stop Mr. Ye from getting angry. The farmers in the mountains brewed their own corn wine, pork head meat, green onions and tofu.
The small red clay bowl, the sweet wine, and the whirling shadows of the trees, Ye Lao had mixed feelings. He spilled the first bowl of wine on the ground and said: "We toast the martyrs."
Old Chengtou also spilled a bowl of wine and said loudly: "Commander Zhao, Political Commissar Ye, and your grandson are here to see you. It's time for you to rest in peace even though you're under the Nine Springs."
Then Lao Chengtou filled a bowl of wine for Mr. Ye, and the two of them drank a bowl to each other. Mr. Ye was so strong that he actually finished the bowl. He choked and coughed for a while, and Ye Qing was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward to grab the wine.
Bowl, patting grandpa's back.
There were two blushes on Mr. Ye's face, and he waved his hand: "It's okay, this little wine is nothing."
Having said that, Ye Qing did not dare to let his grandfather drink anymore. Ye Lao did not insist anymore. He laughed and passed away. He continued chatting with Lao Chengtou for a long time. The sun set in the west and the afterglow fell on the two old people.
, there is an indescribable sense of vicissitudes of life.
Unknowingly, Mr. Ye started to look tired. He talked a lot, and finally fell asleep with his head tilted. Ye Qing leaned over and heard his grandfather snore rhythmically. He turned around and said to everyone.
With a gesture of silence, he took the thin towel and quilt from the guard and gently placed it on Grandpa.
"Mr. Ye is so happy today." Everyone said this. It seems that this trip is really the right one. This is how the elderly are. When their spirits are good, their health will be good. Maybe after returning to Beijing, Mr. Ye's health will be able to perform miracles.
, I don’t know if I can persist for another three to five years.
Everyone chatted for a while, and the temperature in the mountains dropped a bit. Ye Qing was afraid that grandpa would catch a cold, so he stepped forward and pushed Ye Lao gently, and whispered: "Grandpa, come in and rest."
Ye Lao didn't respond at all. Ye Qing's heart sank. He put his hand on the aorta in his grandfather's neck, but there was no movement at all.
"Xiao Qing, what's wrong?" Zhao Hui noticed something was wrong with his sister and asked hurriedly. He saw Ye Qing's pale face turned around and shook his head.
Zhao Hui's heart rumbled and he rushed forward. At the same time, the doctor also picked up the first aid kit and rushed over. He laid the old man's body flat, supplied oxygen, and massaged the heart. After working for a while, the doctor still shook his head.
"Call and ask the military division to send a helicopter." Zhao Hui shouted.
"It's too late, grandpa has left." Ye Qing said with tears.
Old Chengtou sighed sadly: "Old political commissar, why did you leave just now? We two brothers haven't even had a good drink yet."
The last rays of the setting sun disappeared behind the mountains, and Mr. Ye still had a smile on his face, as if he was chatting with his comrades about the past.
A shrill lights-out bugle sounded. The young people in the mountain village held up the bugle left by the Eighth Route Army and blew it vigorously. The old bird flew out of the woods with fluttering wings. A group of young soldiers solemnly raised their flags in front of the tomb where the martyrs rested.
Performing the final military salute.
…
At the same time, in Nantai County, Deputy County Magistrate Zhu has obtained precise information from relevant parties in the city. The leader who came to Nantai for inspection this time has a great background and is at the central level.
Deputy County Magistrate Zhu keenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity. As a county-level cadre, it was not easy to get in touch with the central leadership. He convened a meeting with his confidants overnight to discuss how to surprise the leader.
"Zhou has already accompanied the inspection. We can't fall behind. We must seize the opportunity and be brave in innovation. Let everyone express their opinions. Let me mention one thing first. It must be lively and festive, but not extravagant and wasteful. Now the Finance Bureau is grasping it.
It’s very tight, we can’t let him take advantage of it,” Deputy County Magistrate Zhu said.