In order to become a member of the Eighth Route Army, Huang Yong, the second eldest son, would stay at the recruitment office of the First Battalion for an hour every day, and then bring home the news of the Eighth Route Army's victory and tell his father where the Eighth Route Army had won the battle, and he would definitely stay there in the future.
Here, I protect everyone and don’t leave.
Time and time again, after Huang Yong brought home the good news that the new regiment was winning battles outside, his deputy's objections finally subsided a lot.
"Father, mother, the recruitment department has just issued an announcement. Last time, our family was robbed of three hundred kilograms of food by the Japanese. Now the Eighth Route Army has decided to use the food they snatched from the Japanese to supply us. Let us go and get it now.
Food!" Huang Yong shouted excitedly as soon as he came home today.
"Impossible!" This was my father's first thought.
The food has been stolen by the Japanese, and the Eighth Route Army does not allocate food casually. It does not even have enough food for its own army. How can there be food compensation for everyone.
Although the Eighth Route Army promised everyone at that time to ensure the safety of everyone's food and to return as much as the Japanese took away, not many people took it seriously.
After all, the Japanese have taken away a lot of food from everyone in the past two years, even more than this year. Everyone has become accustomed to it.
Seeing that his father didn't believe it, Huang Yong continued: "Really, the announcement was read to me by an officer in the recruitment department, and I didn't hear a word wrong!"
"And when I came back, I saw people going to get food..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a very lively noise outside the door.
Not far from the village entrance, there were several familiar villagers, each carrying a grain bag on their shoulders.
"Did you see that? That's the old Zhang family. Their family was also robbed of nearly three hundred kilograms of grain. Even if the grain they brought back was not three hundred kilograms, it wouldn't be much different!" Huang Yong answered with certainty.
"Let's go to the entrance of the village now!" My father finally couldn't sit still and made a decision immediately.
When he walked to the door, he turned around and shouted to the inside of the house: "Boss, the third child, and the second child, you all come with me. We also have three hundred kilograms of grain!"
When a few people arrived at the Eighth Route Army recruitment office, there was already a long queue there!
It didn't take long before Huang Yong's family arrived.
"Huang Zhongcheng, you were allotted three hundred kilograms of grain by the Japanese. Because you are tenants and do not have your own land. According to our Eighth Route Army's public grain policy, you do not need to be apportioned public grain. Therefore, I will compensate you for all the three hundred kilograms of grain!"
An Eighth Route Army cadre behind the table said with a smile.
Then he took a receipt and handed it to Huang Zhongcheng: "This is the receipt. You can collect the three hundred kilograms of grain next to it!"
"Thank you, Eighth Route Army, thank you, comrade!" Huang Zhongcheng knelt down before the Eighth Route Army and replied with excitement on his face.
Because we are sharecroppers, our family's combined harvest this year is only 600 kilograms of grain.
There are six members of the family, and each person can only get one hundred kilograms of grain. Even if they live frugally, they will not be able to sustain the next autumn harvest. Huang Zhongcheng has made plans for the family to eat wild vegetables for half a year, or to work hard in the city.
Preparation of rations.
But even so, the Japanese took away three hundred kilograms of grain from their hands.
The family of six eats 300 kilograms of grain in a year, and no matter how much they save, it is not enough. Therefore, from the time when the grain was taken away by the Japanese, Huang Zhongcheng never smiled. He frowned every day and thought about how to let his family survive the next step.
Don’t starve to death for a year!
Now, with the 300 kilograms of grain compensated by the Eighth Route Army, Huang Zhongcheng suddenly saw hope, hope for his family to survive.
Especially when he saw three hundred kilograms of grain, Huang Zhongcheng's gratitude to the Eighth Route Army was definitely from the bottom of his heart.
Because these three hundred kilograms of food are probably life-saving food that prevents the family from starving to death at a critical moment.
And at this moment, Huang Zhongcheng came up with a very bold idea, to repay his kindness by sending his second son to the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese!
Just as more and more people gathered in the threshing floor at the entrance of the village, and almost all the people in the village came out, an Eighth Route Army cadre suddenly jumped on the table in front of everyone, and then told everyone a piece of good news that made all the tenants cry with joy.
Land distribution: more than 500 acres of fertile land confiscated from traitors in the village were all distributed to the landless tenants in the village free of charge.
Not only that, the Eighth Route Army plans to reclaim nearly 3,000 acres of wasteland and sloping land around the village, turn them into fertile farmland, and then distribute them to everyone for free, ensuring that every young man in the village has five acres of land!
"Comrade, those lands really cost us nothing and were given to us for free!" a tenant asked, staring at the Eighth Route Army in front of him with disbelieving eyes.
"No money is required. We, the Eighth Route Army, keep their word. We will allocate more than 560 acres of fertile land!"
"We have land, our Zhang family finally has land!" The middle-aged man who just spoke knelt down directly in front of the Eighth Route Army and cried because he was so happy.
On the threshing floor, many landless tenants had the same expression, they were filled with gratitude to the Eighth Route Army.
Huang Zhongcheng was the same. After being pulled up by the Eighth Route Army next to him, he immediately asked a question that he wanted to ask but was embarrassed to ask.
"Comrade, you just said that in two days you will organize everyone to reclaim the surrounding wasteland and slopes, and give you ten kilograms of grain as compensation for reclaiming one acre of land. At that time, these lands will also be distributed to everyone for free!"
"Not bad!" the Eighth Route Army cadre affirmed.
"Not only will each acre of land be compensated with ten kilograms of grain, but in order to encourage everyone to reclaim more land, you will also receive five white-flour steamed buns from us for every acre of land you reclaim, so that everyone can be motivated to reclaim land!"
"I'll sign up now!" Huang Zhongcheng said without thinking.
Although he is a farmer, he is not confused. There are four strong laborers in the family including himself. If he works overtime and works hard, he will definitely be able to cultivate two acres of land in one day.
The Eighth Route Army in the village just said that there are more than 3,000 acres of wasteland around the village that can be reclaimed.
As long as the speed is fast, my family will definitely be able to reclaim land faster than others. If this good thing can last for a month, then the whole family will be able to reclaim 60 acres of land, which is 600 kilograms of grain and 300 people who are reluctant to part with it during the New Year.
Eating white flour steamed buns.
With the white-flour steamed buns provided by the Eighth Route Army, the family would have at least 100 kilograms of food left over in a month, which meant that the family could make a net profit of 700 kilograms of food.
By then, the whole family will not need to eat wild vegetables, and will be able to sustain the next autumn harvest just by eating grains.
The Eighth Route Army cadres opposite did not know the complicated thoughts in Huang Zhongcheng's heart at this moment, and explained directly: "There is no need to sign up. In the morning two days later, everyone just needs to bring tools and gather here. Someone will arrange where to reclaim the land."
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"As long as you cultivate one acre of land and get a receipt from our soldiers, you can receive ten kilograms of grain and five steamed buns here!"
After returning home, Huang Zhongcheng made a decision in front of all his family members: "Second brother, I have decided to agree to your joining the Eighth Route Army!"
"Lao San, you are now an adult. Aren't the village organizing a militia? You should sign up tomorrow!"
"My father, you are crazy. What if you join the Eighth Route Army and die on the battlefield? I don't agree!" the mother subconsciously retorted.
"Joining the Eighth Route Army is not only to protect our family and the country, but also to protect ourselves and the land that the Eighth Route Army will allocate to us! Therefore, one person in the family must join the Eighth Route Army to repay the Eighth Route Army. Since the second child wants to be an Eighth Route Army so much,
Then let him go!" Huang Zhongcheng replied with a serious face, and there was no room for negotiation in his words.
He didn't understand the principle of protecting one's family and the country, but he understood the principle of repaying kindness. He knew even more clearly that joining the Eighth Route Army was actually to protect himself and his family!
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