"Second uncle, Secretary Wang from the county called and said that a Japanese business delegation will come to our Yeyue Village in the afternoon to inspect the tourism development in the Niangziguan area in eastern Jindong. County Magistrate Zhou and others will accompany them." More than 20 people.
Long Yunsong, who was 20 years old, climbed up the mountain panting and said to a seventy-year-old man who was sitting on the top of the mountain smoking a cigarette.
Long Yunsong respected the seventy-year-old man very much, but not only because the old man was his second uncle in terms of seniority, it was because he knew very well that without the seventy-year-old man in front of him, their village located deep in the Taihang Mountains would not be able to survive.
There is a village primary school with complete functions, and he, a child from the mountains, would not have the opportunity to go to the town to attend a junior high school or the county to attend a technical secondary school.
This was also the reason why he had been assigned to the county factory as a formal worker, but the second uncle said: "Come back to the village to help me, the village needs educated people." He never looked back to the village.
"What are you calling me, second uncle? During working hours, call me the village chief!" Even though he was 70 years old, the old man still had a straight back, a loud voice, and his two big eyes stared, showing no anger or authority.
"Yes, yes, village chief, how do you want us to receive them in the village? By the way, village chief, now is not the time for war. Nowadays, the radio and television emphasize economic development. They are foreign guests and investors, so we can't
Call me a Japanese." Long Yunsong nodded quickly and comforted the old man.
The old man retired from the army and returned to his hometown six or seven years ago. As a junior, he didn't know what level he retired from. He only knew that some old men often came to the village to get the textbooks and textbooks needed by the students in the village.
Some farm tools were sent by those old men.
The people of Yeyue Village are simple and honest, and they gave back some dried mountain products and home-brewed rice wine. The old men didn't dislike it and took it away with a smile.
However, Long Yunsong knew one thing very well. He, the second uncle, and some of the elders of his generation in the village had all participated in the Anti-Japanese War.
On the back side of Sanyue Valley is a flat alpine meadow. Even if it is not used to grow corn, it can also be used as a pasture to raise sheep. However, this area was a cemetery more than 40 years ago. It is said that this area was built in that year.
Under the leadership of the second uncle, the elders in the village had a great battle with the Japanese.
All the elders who died in the war and those who later died on the battlefield were finally buried here. Every New Year, the men, women, and children of Yeyue Village would pay their respects in this cemetery.
The people in Yeyue Village grew up listening to the stories of the older generation telling stories about fighting Japanese soldiers. Long Yunsong himself, including Long Yunsong, had always had a dislike for the Japanese since he was a child. But now, after all, times have changed. If there were Japanese
It is also a good thing that businessmen are willing to invest in this poor mountain valley so that the villagers and the villagers in the surrounding villages can make money.
"Haha! You are the only one who talks to me about economic development and the overall situation. What you are talking about is what I have done long ago under the leadership of my superiors when I was young. Do you think I don't know that tourism is the easiest and most profitable way to make money?
?
The kid's abacus is very good! The green mountains and green waters of the Taihang Mountains are all created by nature. It is said to be an investment. In fact, as long as a good road can be built to make it easier to enter the mountain, he will just sit and collect money." Long Yan, however, had a disdainful look on his face.
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Longyan actually developed well in the army. During the Southwest War, under the command of his old boss Gu Xishui, he personally led a heavy infantry division to Huanglong. When he was forced to evacuate due to the international situation, it caused unimaginable damage to the infrastructure of Jiaozhi.
destroy.
Under his command, it is said that trigger-type landmines were thrown into the cesspools in Cochin. After more than a dozen cesspit explosions occurred in succession, the grassroots departments of Cochin had to start digging pits again. The destructive power of that battle even exceeded that of the United States.
The ten years of Cochin.
But Long Yan finally chose to retire from the army early and return to his hometown to live. Firstly, the army has proposed to rejuvenate cadres, and the new generation is the future trend; secondly, when he returned to his hometown during his tenure, he found that although his hometown was much better than during the war,
The common people can fill their bellies with the help of governments at all levels, but they are still poor;
Although Yeyue Village has long been renamed Yeyue Village and there is no such thing as a leader, Long Yan believes that as the leader who led the young people in the village to join the army to fight against the Japanese pirates, hundreds of young men eventually
With only ten people to return, he has the responsibility and obligation to make their descendants live a better life.
Therefore, despite the persuasion of his superiors and comrades to stay, he resolutely returned to his hometown with his old wife, and took up the post of village head of Yeyue Village at the age of 63 the year after his return.
In the past six or seven years since he returned to his hometown, Long Yan led the men, women, and children of Yeyue Village to build water conservancy projects. He built a small reservoir in a valley 15 miles away from the village, which basically solved the problems of more than a dozen surrounding villages that had difficulty in drawing water and irrigating farmland.
Pain points.
Why couldn't it be done before? Why did Long Yan solve it as soon as he returned to the village? Long Yan knew in his heart that it was not about how capable he was as an old man, but because of his status and the help of many old comrades. The county and city governments could not allocate funds.
The province can squeeze out some of the funds. With the money and his charisma, we can complete this project that we have wanted to do for decades but have not done so.
But just building the reservoir so that the villagers can drink clean water can increase some grain production, which means that the villagers can eat more fullly, make the villagers' pockets more generous, and make the children in the village look like those in the big cities.
It is absolutely unacceptable for children to drink Coca-Cola and play game consoles.
I can only think of other ways!
Like what Long Yunsong just said when he ran to develop tourism by relying on the nearby Niangzi Pass, a famous pass through the ages, Long Yan naturally thought about it. Even when he went to see the old chief a few days ago, the old chief also specifically mentioned it.
It is said that as the income of ordinary people gradually increases, traveling around the country to visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland will become a new way of life for young people, and tourism will become one of the hottest industries in the next 10 or even 20 years!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Niangziguan is famous enough, and the surrounding mountains and rivers are also beautiful. As long as the supporting facilities and publicity are good, there will be a lot of potential in the future.
It's just that these supporting facilities are simple to say, but the head of Longda Village, who has lived without rice for so many years, understands that money is needed everywhere.
Let alone the big project of building roads in the mountains. As soon as the amount is revealed, the city's slick finance director will probably be able to play with him on the spot. He doesn't have the bachelor spirit to risk his life when asking for money. Don't talk about him.
Even if the old chief comes, there will be nothing to do.
Let’s just talk about the food and accommodation issues for tourists after coming to the village. The food is okay, and the bacon and sausages are a big deal, but what about accommodation? We can’t all live in those dilapidated stilted buildings! Pigs are raised below and people sleep above. The smell is strong, even if it is
It took him a long time to get used to it.
Build a new house? Come on! Even if the old couple spends all their retirement salary and savings, how many houses can they build and how many quilts can they buy?
His old comrades and his sons and daughters have already been very helpful to him. As early as 10 years ago, they helped raise money to build the best primary school in the Niangziguan area. Textbooks and other materials are also sent to him in large quantities every year. How can they be asked to contribute more money?
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He still has to rely on himself. Long Yan has been worried about this a lot these days. When he gets a headache from worry, he comes to Sa Yue Valley to sit there. He hopes that his relatives lying not far away can tell him what to do.
what to do.
But obviously, those relatives who left at a young age are unfamiliar with this rapidly developing economic era, and no one can tell them the answer in their dreams so far.
It is a great thing that foreign businessmen are investing now to solve financial difficulties, but when he hears the word "Japanese", even after so many years, Long Yan still can't let go.
The Patriotic War was victorious, but how many people fell during the eight years of struggle? That was a victory gained with numerous bones and endless sacrifices.
The descendants of Yeyue Village only saw hundreds of tombs in Shaiyue Valley, so we know that white flags were hung everywhere in Shanxi, Shaanxi, Sichuan and other Chinese provinces back then!
However, looking at the expectation in the eyes of the grandnephew in front of him who returned to the village to help him after he called him out of the city, Long Yan could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart. He knew that the person in front of him was already considered to be the best in the village.
The young people also hope to get some funds to solve the plight of the village and surrounding mountain villages.
Let alone talking about developing tourism or not, mountain villages are eager to open roads. Only in this way can food and mountain products be sold and turned into money.
Otherwise, the big fat pigs and sheep they raise can only be produced and eaten by themselves, and cannot help the villagers' pockets.
Jin Province is originally a mountainous province. No matter whether it is a province, city, or county, funds are limited. There are many difficult places in the province. Many places even have insufficient food to eat. He has used his old face to go to the province to get funds for repairs.
The reservoir has been built for water conservancy, and he would be embarrassed to ask for it again.
"Then let's see what the devil's businessmen are up to first!" Long Yan narrowed his eyes. "But let's say it first. He has a good attitude. I won't call him a devil. If he has a bad attitude, whoever stops me will call him a devil.
Big mouth slaps him like a dog."
"Then I must listen to you, old man. How dare you act so arrogantly on our territory in Yeyue Village, let alone call them devils? You just give an order, and the young and old in Yeyue Village will listen to your orders just like before and do their damned things.
." Long Yunsong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
Before coming, the county had sent someone to talk to him first. The Japanese business group who came this time came with full sincerity. They had already seen Niangzi Pass and were very satisfied with this ancient pass. They decided to
When a joint venture tourism company is established, the county holds 60% of the shares. They provide all the construction funds and only hold 40%. The county has the final say in management.
At that time, a high-standard provincial highway will be built and all will be handed over to the Shanxi Provincial Government for free. If the delegation leader is satisfied with the environment around Yeyue Village, the road will lead to the Yeyue Village area.
, just relying on this highway, with an investment of 100 million yuan, can drive the people along the dozens of kilometers to get rich.
Isn’t this pie in the sky?
Judging from the old man's statement, it is obvious that as long as the Japanese don't mention the past, for the sake of the villagers' wallets, the old man will endure this tone.
Long Yunsong, who was so excited, did not see the cold light flashing in the old dragon head's eyes.
Who else knows more about Japanese urine than he does? How can there be any pie in the sky? Even if there is, it is poisonous.
China has a vast territory and rich resources, and there are many beautiful scenery, but these Japanese chose the Taihang Mountains, and finally even went to the obscure Yeyue Village. There may be something fishy about it.
The Japanese business group personally accompanied by the county magistrate was very polite and did not make any excessive demands. They just hoped that the entire Sanyue Valley would be included in the tourist attractions. The people of Yeyue Village will not farm here, but the village will get enough
compensation.
Of course, the cemetery on the alpine meadow still belongs to Yeyue Village, and there will be fences to separate the land.
The cost of renting land and compensation is as high as 8 million yuan. If calculated based on the current 197 households in Yeyue Village, each household can receive an average of nearly 20,000 yuan.
In this era, 20,000 is not only a huge sum of money for the villagers of Yeyue Village whose annual income does not exceed 600, but also for Chinese people in big cities, it is several years of salary income.
Even the knowledgeable county magistrate was shocked. Before he came, he had never expected that these Japanese people would be so generous.
Moreover, he can guarantee that these Japanese people are not big liars. Not only did they sign a letter of intent, they even paid a deposit of 3 million in advance, making the mouths of several nearby counties drool.
However, the county magistrate was not in a hurry to express his position. He knew that the tall and tall old man in front of him was a big shot. Even when he went to the city, the bosses had to accompany him carefully. Whether he could succeed or not still depended on the old man.
son's attitude.
But this did not prevent the county magistrate from giving Long Yunsong a wink secretly!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Long Yunsong is smarter now, hiding behind and pretending not to see, the second uncle is the head of Yeyue Village, and his
Opinion is everything.
The side of the tombs of his ancestors was turned into a tourist attraction, which made him, a Yeyue villager, feel a little uncomfortable. 8 million was a lot, but he still understood that some money could be taken and some money could not be taken.
He knew a little bit about the second uncle's temper. The calmer his face, the more angry he was in his heart.
Now, Long Yan's face is very calm, so calm that those who are familiar with him can't help but stand on end.
"Mr. Haruta, you said your full name is Matao Haruta?" Long Yan looked at the Japanese business group leader who was over 50 years old in front of him, but there was a hint of aura in his calm eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.
"Mr. Long, yes." The Japanese nodded and replied.
Although the weather was warm at this time, Matao Haruta, who had been the president for several years, felt a chill. The ordinary Chinese old man in front of him gave him an invisible pressure.
"Then I don't know what the relationship between Springfield Youwu and Mr. Springfield is?" The corner of Long Yan's mouth curled up coldly.
"That's my late father. Mr. Long, how do you know my late father's name?" The Japanese businessman in his 50s suddenly raised his head, with a sharp look in his eyes.
“In the autumn of 1939, 70,000 people from our southeastern Shanxi theater broke through the Japanese pirate blockade and arrived in eastern Shanxi. The Japanese pirates dispatched more than 100,000 troops to pursue and intercept our army, and they fought fiercely at Niangziguan for the second time.
At that time, my news tree in Yeyue Village suddenly fell. My sister Long Ying, brother-in-law Shen Laoliu, took me and 400 young people from Yeyue Village to Sayue Valley to set up an ambush to stop the incoming enemy.
The Japanese pirates came with a fully equipped infantry squadron and a heavy machine gun squad with a total strength of more than 200. We only had a stone cannon, a machine gun, a dozen rifles and hundreds of long knives.
." Long Yan said softly.
The Japanese and Chinese present were stunned.
Even though the vast majority of them are not familiar with military affairs, they still know that this is definitely a battle of fighting with each other.
400 villagers armed with a dozen rifles and hundreds of knives want to fight a regular army armed to the teeth. Are you kidding?
The leading Japanese man's eyes were filled with joy.
His father disappeared in this battle, and his march map would inevitably pass through this location. After the war, the 20th Division also found many bullet holes and explosion traces here. They had reason to believe that an explosion had occurred here.
A fierce battle.
However, they did not find the remains of the deceased, so they could only be declared missing and recorded in the battle report.
Since he learned the news, he concluded that his father must be buried somewhere in this valley. This time he used his family's efforts to invest in this mountainous county in the Taihang Mountains. In fact, he just wanted to find his father's remains.
Now, it was finally confirmed by the old man in front of me who had experienced the war.
"In that battle, 237 of my 400 young men were killed and 74 were seriously injured, 19 of whom died of their injuries! Well, these 256 people are lying here!" Long Yanchong pointed not far away.
"But! All 264 Japanese pirates were killed during the attack. My sister cut off all their heads and built a Jingguan at your feet until the end of the Shanxi-dong war. Unfortunately, their heads were all turned into bones.
No Japanese pirates came to watch.
That squadron leader named Haruta Youmono was killed by me with a knife!"
Although Long Yan's voice was not high-pitched, but rather soft, everyone present could not help but feel chills running through their bodies.
They all know that war is cruel, but when a real war is narrated by the old man in front of them, the real cruelty comes to their faces.
It turns out that a human head can really be chopped off and put up on top!
"You're talking nonsense, this is impossible!" Matao Haruta couldn't help but screamed wildly.
When his father and his men were ambushed by Chinese regular troops and the whole army was destroyed, he could accept it. After all, it was a war period.
But an old Chinese man with an ordinary appearance actually said that a group of Chinese villagers did it, and even chopped off his father's head. This was really hard for him to accept.
"Do I need to joke with you little devil?" Long Yan stood up proudly. "I joined the army after that war and fought against you Japanese devils for seven years, and then fought against American devils for three years.
I was lucky enough to come back alive, but nearly 500 people from Yeyue Village and the villages with in-laws joined the army one after another, and only ten of them could come back to take care of themselves.
You are just a father who has died, but I, including my relatives who have grown up and whose names I can name, there are not a hundred, but also eighty, who will never be seen again!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent, and even the eyes of the county magistrate, who was extremely eager to invest, sparkled.
As a local, who doesn’t have an ancestor who died in that war? That eight-year war was really like what the old man in front of me said, and every household was hung with white flags.
"I'm sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of my father!" Matao Haruta was silent for a moment, bowed his head and said. "But I want to bring back my father's spiritual valley. I hope that his soul and that of his soldiers will return to their hometown. Please also invite me."
You allow it!”
"Mr. Springfield, do you know why Yeyue Village buries the souls of those who died in battle on this high hillside?" Long Yan suddenly asked.
"This...I don't know!"
"That is the tradition of our Jiuli tribe. Even if we are dead, we must step on the corpses of our enemies and keep them under our feet forever, never to be able to stand up again!" Long Yan replied coldly.
"I also hope that Mr. Long will fulfill his wish. I am willing to double the compensation to 16 million, as compensation for the harm my father caused to the people of your area." Haruta Matao said after thinking briefly.
The huge amount of money made the scene silent.
"Mr. Haruta, you also said that this is your country. When the Japanese invaded China, more than ten million of our Chinese people were killed. Are your 16 million people worth one bun per person? Or is it?
Stuffed with cabbage." Long Yan was not moved at all.
"In addition to this 16 million, I can help your county build this standard road with a total length of 50 kilometers for free. All profits including the joint-stock company will be invested in the infrastructure construction of your county." Haruta Matao is worthy of being the helmsman of a large company.
, heard the implication of Long Yan’s suggestion and immediately increased the chips.
The heat in the county magistrate's eyes instantly burned away the sparkling crystal that had just been born.
"This matter is of great importance and cannot be decided by me alone. I have to seek the opinions of the villagers." Long Yan still did not relent.
Chuntian Matao and his party could only return to the county seat and wait for a reply from Yeyue Village.
Finally, three days later, Yeyue Village replied: "98 heads, including those from Springfield, can be returned, but the rest cannot be found because of their age, unless we dig up eight feet of the mountain.
In addition, if there is no compensation, Shaiyue Valley will not become a scenic spot. Roads can be repaired, but all villages within a radius of 50 miles must have access to roads."
Although Haruta Matao was a little reluctant, being able to 'buy' back half of it was already far beyond his expectations, so he had no choice but to agree.
Don't you want to buy it?
It would cost 250 million just to build this 50-kilometer-long main road leading deep into the mountains and cement roads leading to 68 surrounding villages that can carry small trucks.
The total investment for improvement and maintenance is at least 300 million, and all proceeds must be invested in the infrastructure construction of the small mountainous county. On average, a head is worth more than 3 million!
And that old man is too shrewd. You will be given as many heads as you pay, and the unit price is the total investment divided by 98. Chiguoguo’s money transaction...
"Sir! I didn't expect the little Japs' heads to be so valuable. If I had known we would have cut off the heads of all the Japs we killed, how much would they have cost?" Long Yan smiled heartily on the phone to Tang Dao.
"Haha! It must be you, boy. You did a good job. You are worthy of being the soldier brought out by me." Old Tang also laughed.
This business of selling the heads of Japanese soldiers at a price is quite possible, since they will take up space wherever they are buried.
"Second uncle, aren't there more than a hundred pills left? Should we sell them?" Long Yunsong whispered quietly on the side.
"You know nothing. You think what I said about the Yongzhen Japs for eternity is a lie. Giving him 98 heads means that they will not be able to return to their original state. Their souls will still have to be stepped on by your gang of uncles, and they will never be able to stand up again."
." The corners of Long Yan's mouth raised sharply.
"It has to be you, the second uncle!" Long Yunsong understood immediately and gave Long Yan a thumbs up.
"Japanese, if you don't put on the roof for a day, you little guys will be remembered by me. If they dare to bare their teeth again that day, I will knock out all their teeth. The ancestors will help you suppress it.
They are looking after their ancestors!" Long Yan said it very seriously this time.
Twenty years later, the tourism industry is indeed booming!
The Red Niangziguan Pass became popular all over the country, and more than a dozen of the sabers captured from the Japanese generals and assistant officers were stored in that military museum.
It is said that the Japanese descendants of the owner of the saber could not get it even if they paid a lot of money to buy it. At this time, China was not as short of money as it was before.
Of course, the more important thing is to stick to the red in your heart!
Yeyue Village and Fululing have become the two brightest pearls in the entire scenic spot.
The mottled bullet marks on the ancient mountains, the graves of heroes that can be seen everywhere, and the touching battlefield stories in the Great Patriotic War are shocking to people like never before.
The oldest commentator in Yeyue Village also passed away a year after receiving the Medal of the Republic!
As he left, the corners of his mouth raised sharply.
Finally, he could go see those old brothers he hadn't seen for decades.
He will live up to his life! He will live up to his fellow villagers!
PS: The last few short stories are finally finished! At this time, this book will not be updated anymore. Thank you to the book friends who have always supported and accompanied Fengyue. See you in the new book. It will still be a passionate military war story.
However, maybe the writing method is no longer so traditional, Fengyue will break through myself, I hope that the majority of book friends will continue to support me!
