Chapter 171: Veteran

Chapter 171 Under the Veteran
Pedal on the bicycle and feel the martial arts. The sacred king will create the sacred king to kill the of the night. The throne of the gods will be proud of the world. Martial arts will kill the of the night and seal the throne of the night and ask the demon to be proud of the world ’s ninth heaven to be the strongest to abandon Shaozhou royal family. Zhang Shusheng enjoyed a kind of familiarity. Read novels on your mobile phone and update \\! {-
-} (Qihang Fiction ~ Wang Fiction) In fact, his personality is not particularly suitable for being a politician, but he just happened to come to this era with the ideal of transforming China, and he would not do it if he didn't do it.
If it is said that his superiority has changed history, then history has also forced him.
Cycling along the suburban highway is not slow. The economy of the Kunming economic circle is also getting more and more developed. Although only a small number of cars are seen driving on the suburban roads, many trucks are seen carrying goods, some are meat and vegetables, and some are industrial products. Leave or enter city.
In recent years, the changes in the southwest have been so great that Zhang Shusheng has found a sense of future generations. Each road is full of transport vehicles, rare private cars, and many large trucks carrying north and south cargo. The tractors that some villages raised to buy funds drove loudly. These are the scenes of the increasing national economy.
According to a latest economic forecast, due to the pulling effect of the war, the economy of the southwest is likely to reach the level of Italian development by the end of the year. If the issue of reunification is successfully resolved, in the fourth five-year plan, the southwest will completely surpass these third-rate and even second-rate capitalist countries.
Along the highway to the countryside, Zhang Shusheng rode all the way north. About an hour later, he came to a village more than ten kilometers away from Kunming.
The road was broken further. Only a few rugged town-level roads extended into the more mountainous areas. Zhang Shusheng didn't go any further. He stopped and pushed the bicycle to the village entrance. From the pointer stone at the village entrance, he knew This village is called Hongdou Village.
This village is not limited to the shallow hilly terrain like Lishuping in the past, and the degree of social grouping is low. Only the area to which the village entrance road leads has a social grouping point, and other residential houses are scattered on the mountainside or hills.
Late June is already an important stage of rice growth. Paddy fields can be seen full of ears of rice fluttering in the wind, and rice in the filling stage has entered the last hurdle before harvest. As long as everything goes well, watching the growth of rice in the rice field, this year will be A bumper harvest.
A group of people squatted at the roadside rice field in front of the road. Several people stood in the field and bent over from time to time to pull out one or two rice plants and handed them to the people at the side of the rice field. It seemed that they were discussing something far away. Zhang Shusheng only I heard the words "grout, water, this year ...".
For rice, Zhang Shusheng is also an expert. When he first studied hybrid rice, he almost learned from the beginning, and together with Zhou Zikai, he got out hybrid rice. Because the problem of food is indeed one of the biggest problems in China, he was often involved in subsequent studies of new species. With years of scientific research, and the changes that Dream Machine brought to him, those exclusive exchange items such as physique pills, brain-domain reform pills, training of interstellar learning machines, etc., not to mention relying on advanced technology, Zhang Shusheng My scientific wisdom is already world-class.
"Master Jiang, judging from these rice plants, the disease is definitely there, but why it didn't work after the last application, I thought for a while and I was not sure. There may be a problem in the formulation."
An agricultural technology station staff member wearing work clothes to the countryside was telling several villagers there about rice. It seemed that this young agricultural technician had encountered a problem.
"Comrade Xiaoxu, this rice is about to be harvested, but don't make any mistakes, please think of a way."
A very old man, about 60 years old, has a very straight body, and the whole person is very good. He may be troubled by the condition of rice, his eyebrows frown, and he looks at this paddy field.
"Just rest assured, Master Jiang. I'll take a look again. I will immediately respond to this problem and respond to it urgently. I'll be back tomorrow." The Xiao Xunong technician apparently encountered difficulties. Although he collected enough diseased plants, I didn't rush to go back, checked the condition of the rice along the field, took off my shoes, and got off the rice field myself.
Zhang Shusheng stopped the self-study car and leaned on, walked over, picked up a sick rice, and looked carefully.
"Comrade, you see what's going on."
The villagers saw Zhang Shusheng dressed and saw him holding sick rice and thought that he was also a staff member of the agricultural technology station, and introduced him to the situation.
The teacher Jiang also came over and helped him with a fan.
The problem of rice is relatively simple, which is caused by the compound attack of several diseases. The agricultural technician should have just graduated and has not much experience. Then he took out a pen and wrote a few medicines, and handed them to the agricultural technician.
"It turned out to be this way. You know too much about rice. May I ask?"
The little Xu Nong technician thought that Zhang Shusheng was the teacher or research institute of the school. I couldn't help but feel a little shocked. I thought that the student who graduated from this technical school should have a level in this township. I didn't expect the roadside casually. A passerby can be regarded as half an expert, and can't help but respect him.
"I once stayed at the Rice Research Institute in Dongchuan. Later, my body was not suitable for research, and I changed my career as a reporter. Today I went to the countryside to pick something up and take a look."
Zhang Shusheng talked about his prepared personal identity. If someone really wants to check the documents, he can pull them out. The Security Department has prepared a bunch of fake identity information, which is not true. If he goes to the original unit to check, he will be able to Find out the personnel information in this compilation.
"It turned out to be a reporter. It's a pity." The agricultural technician was slightly disappointed, and began to sort out the information about sick rice, ready to go back to dispense medicine. I thought that if it was a rice researcher, I am afraid that at least he also graduated from Southwest University. No wonder people stayed at the Rice Research Institute in Dongchuan District, which is a desirable place. Look at his level, at least as much as his teacher.
"Comrade this reporter, you must interview Master Jiang."
"Yes, Master Jiang is almost 70, and he rents so many fields alone for school children."
When the villagers heard that a reporter had arrived, they immediately came around and hoped that Zhang Shusheng would interview the master Jiang.
"Dear folks, I haven't thought about what to write today. I wanted to come down and interview some school-related things. If you are true, I will interview Master Jiang." Zhang Shusheng said happily, it seems This Master Jiang is a little extraordinary.
"Comrades reporters, folks jokingly, what a bad old man I have to interview." Master Jiang was told by everyone, but he was a little embarrassed, and said modestly. "If you want to interview, you can interview those teachers. They are really hard. There is a female teacher who has just graduated, or a college student in the city. She has been searched by her family several times, but she is unwilling to leave."
"Comrade Reporter, Mr. Jiang was the French devil who fought during the Sino-French war. Based on this, you must interview him."
However, as soon as Master Jiang heard this, his face was a bit ugly, and he sighed, "Three sisters, how many years have it been, how many times have I told you, let alone the past."
The old man seemed to be in a bad mood, and after sighing, he went to the field and removed the mule barefoot.
Actually, he was a veteran of the Sino-French war. Zhang Shusheng couldn't help but pay tribute. At the time of the fierce Sino-French war, he also heard about it. At that time, at the Zhennan Pass and across the Sino-Vietnamese border, the squadron was facing French guns It was heavy casualties. However, it was this victory that came at such a tragic price, but was buried by the Qing government.
Looking at the lonely veteran in the paddy field, maybe he was alone in the platoon (the grass-roots platoon and shed of the Qing army) that year.
Although Zhang Shusheng was curious about the veteran's story, but seeing his lonely figure, he didn't want to bother him, and after answering some villagers' questions about crop cultivation, he was going to go to school to see. After all, going to the countryside It's a pity not to visit the school once. This is a good opportunity to learn about grassroots education.
"Reporter Zhang"
Zhang Shusheng was about to turn over and jump onto the bicycle. Master Jiang's voice came from behind him. Then he stopped and looked back with a smile, "Master Jiang, but what else is wrong with rice?"
"No, I heard you're going to school. I'll show you the way."
"That's great."
As an ordinary person, Zhang Shusheng came to Hongdou Village Primary School under the leadership of the Sino-French war veteran. After listening to his introduction, I also learned more about this school.
This is a primary school built by three villages. At that time, the government allocated funds to transport the cement and bricks to the village. It took only half a month to build the primary school in the three villages. That drive really didn't have to be said. From the time the foundations were laid, the villagers worked day and night. After teaching supplies and teachers were in place, enrollment began that month.
"The teacher Xiaofang, who is taking a music class, graduated from the Kunming Conservatory of Music and specializes in giving folk music lessons to her children. Unfortunately, she ca n’t hear her flute teaching now. In order not to delay other classes, her music The performances are arranged after school in the afternoon, and many students take the bamboo flute to listen to her. "Teacher Jiang took Zhang Shusheng to the corner of the school, looked at the classroom from a distance, and introduced him to the city's" rebellion. " Girl ', "I heard that the child's family conditions are very good, but she still insists on going to the countryside to teach, it is not easy."
Looking from Zhang Shusheng's point of view, it was a young female teacher with two pigtails. She was very dignified. At first glance, she was a pretty girl.
Immediately, the two turned around in the school again. Zhang Shusheng found that the school's teaching atmosphere was very good. From the perspective of the teaching content faintly heard from the distance, they were very good. You can find that the teacher's preparation was adequate. . The students were very serious in listening to the lessons. No one deliberately made a difference and was lazy. Listening to Master Jiang said that the students were not ashamed to take the class seriously.
Although the facilities in the school are relatively simple, they are also complete. For example, there is a cement-made table tennis table. Although there is no grass, the playground is smooth and there are two strong basketball posts on the basketball court.
The most striking thing is that the school actually has a large-scale library. Although Southwest China attaches great importance to the construction of a school library, the scale of this library's collections clearly exceeds that of elementary schools and at least reaches that of junior high schools.
"Master Jiang, why are you here?"
At this time, a middle-aged man in the distance saw Master Jiang and Zhang Shusheng and came over to say hello.
"Leave, Master Jiang, go sit in my office and drink tea. Is this this?"
"This is a reporter who came to write news in the city."
"Ah? It turned out to be a big reporter in the city. Hurry up and sit in the room. You are right today, so please interview Master Jiang."
It turned out that this was Tang Chenghe, the principal of Hongdou Elementary School. Under the introduction of President Tang Shusheng, Zhang Shusheng had a complete understanding of Master Jiang.
This master Jiang is indeed a veteran of the Sino-French war.
At that time, the veteran gave up the opportunity to be promoted to the commander of the Qing army for some reason. This was a very high post at the time. Even if he finally returned to his hometown, he would be a man with a head and a face.
The people in the village weren't quite sure what was happening, they just knew that when the veteran returned to his hometown, he built a house with a little savings and then kept farming at home. He has good carving skills, and always teaches folks some carving skills. Many people in the village are his apprentices. This is also an important local livelihood before Kunming's liberation.
After the liberation of Kunming, when the school was built in the village, Master Jiang took the lead in donating all the money. Later, because many people in the village went to the city to earn a living, he could not help farming, so he helped them grow, because he did not pay agricultural tax, he only needed to pay a little money for seed fertilizer (the harvest is used to pay the agricultural fertilizer tax). )
In this way, Master Jiang planted fields in six or seven households. When he was busy with farming, the whole person couldn't even go home to eat, and with a simple rice pocket, he settled on the edge of the field.
However, even if this is the case, Master Jiang did not get rich, because he donated the achievements of each year to the school, turning it into a volume of books, and constantly enriching the library, which made the school's collection exceed the standard. Already.
At noon, accompanied by the principal, Zhang Shusheng casually went to the cafeteria. The children's lunch standard was the same as that of the children in Kunming City, which were two dishes and one soup, one fish-flavored shredded pork, one stir-fried lettuce, and one tomato. Egg soup. Seeing the children eating happily, Zhang Shusheng finally laughed.
He worked hard for many years, wasn't it to feed these children, no matter whether they were in the city or in remote villages, they should not be treated differently from an early age, so Zhang Shusheng firmly denied the difference from the beginning. In terms of treatment, there are very good regulations in terms of teaching allocation, resource arrangement, and teacher treatment. For example, compared to a school with a large number of students in Kunming, this elementary school is simpler, but the facilities are the same.
After coming out of elementary school, Mr. Jiang invited Zhang Shusheng to lunch at home, and the latter readily agreed.
Master Jiang's home is very simple. It is actually a thatched cottage, but it is very well repaired. The grass on the roof is also very new. It can be seen that the owner is repairing it every year.
There are some simple furnishings in the house, but there are a lot of semi-finished products made of bamboo weaving and carving, as well as neat hand-made finished products. It seems that Master Jiang usually accumulated. However, the daily necessities were so simple that Zhang Shusheng felt sad. Such an anti-Pharaoh soldier lived such a frugal life in his hometown, but he did not forget to educate, and he did not hesitate to sponsor the school by carving and farming at the age of 70. .
Fortunately, the food is not bad. The grain is harvested every year. Master Jiang also has rice to eat.
Zhang Shusheng helped the old man to make a good lunch. The old man picked some vegetables from his own land and cut some bacon to fry. It was a very good lunch. Although Master Jiang is very old, the basic skills of life are very good, and the skill of cooking is also in place.
"Well, this cold side flank is really delicious, and it's a match with the craftsmanship of my godfather's house. The chilli fried bacon is also good."
While eating, Zhang Shusheng admired. The two drank a little wine. With the power of the wine, Master Jiang began to tell the story of the year. A dusty story began to show in front of Zhang Shusheng.
"At that time, when I was 15 years old, I was taken to the Green Camp to be a Park Swordsman, just in time to fight the French devil ..."
From Master Jiang's memories, Zhang Shusheng learned that Master Jiang was formerly known as Jiang Zhongwei. It turned out that he joined the Qing Army at the age of 15 to catch up with the Sino-French war. This ancestral engraving craftsman has a special feeling for the knife. The wild road knife method does not know how many green camp masters have been defeated, and he grew quickly in the green camp.
Especially during the battle in Zhennanguan, he killed more than a dozen French devils by himself, and shot five shots on his body. Fortunately, three shots were shot in the leg, and two shots were shot in the ass.
The most brilliant record is that Master Jiang was promoted on the battlefield, and finally became the platoon leader of the Qing Army.
"... At that time, the old general was really not afraid of death, his hair was white, and he took us and the French devil who climbed up the mountain to fight bayonet. Unfortunately, the brothers were killed and wounded too much. Another old guy survived. Because I saved a old general with a Pudao in the chaos, he wanted to stay and promote me to the commander of the camp.
However, when the news of defeat came, everyone cried, the old general cried, and I fainted on the spot crying. Hey, when I was young and full of energy, I did n’t understand anything. When I woke up, I wanted to leave the army. The old general could n’t keep me. He gave me a toll and let me go. "
When it comes to this, Father Jiang Zhongwei is already in tears. Whoever said that the hero is late, thinks that in the middle of that year, the father is still excited and indignant. After the blood, I regret it.
No wonder he was reluctant to mention his past memories, but for such a profound reason.
Zhang Shusheng never expected that the veteran with white hair would save Feng Zicai's life with a Pudao. At the same time, the 65-year-old Feng Zicai also fought with the French, not a veteran general. Leading troops to fight the battle, the French army feared that they had hit the hinterland of Guangxi long ago.
It's just that the sorrow is greater than the death of the heart. The veterans returned to the field because of sadness and disappointment.
"Young people, the government is okay now, and all kinds of policies are for the people. I ’ve been disappointed for a long time, old man, and I can finally see some hope before I die. This people always need a little people to do things, what President Zhang does, Bring hope to this endangered nation. "
When Father Jiang Zhongwei said this, he seemed to think of something, and said happily, "Show you something very precious."
With that said, the old man turned around and lifted up his clothes, a close-fitting gown, which had many holes, but he was still wearing it. However, Zhang Shusheng suddenly saw a line of words, a line of words carved on the old man's back.
"Before I left, I insisted on begging the old general to stab me on my back. Over the years, I don't know what was engraved on it. I'm old now, and if I meet you today, let me see What exactly is carved? "
The old man was in a good mood and asked Zhang Shusheng to help him see what was carved on his back.
Zhang Shusheng stared at the line that was written by Feng Zicai himself according to the old man's eyes. His eyes had been blurred by tears, and he saw such a line on the old man's back.
"Serve the country with loyalty, Ankang of Han"
Zhang Shusheng cleared his mood, and slowly read out such a sentence, simple four words, he seemed to see the old General Feng Zicai stabbed the elderly Jiang Zhongwei himself.
"Serve the country with loyalty, General Han Ankang, Han Zhongwei is ashamed of you"
Jiang Zhongwei heard Zhang Shusheng read this sentence, and he was shocked. For decades, like a day, the scene of the old general tattooing himself for another day seemed to come to mind again. That day, because the entire platoon of comrades-in-arms were killed, the nightmare in his heart again and again, and the news of defeat defeated him, he was really ashamed of those comrades who had fallen asleep, and had to choose to leave. However, General Feng couldn't let go like he did, but left such a sentence on the back of this powerful man.
From the beginning, he was actually ashamed of the old general, so he did not dare to look at what was carved on his back in these decades.
Once the adopted son saw the words on his back and wanted to tell him, but was stopped by his anger. From then on, the adopted son never dared to mention the words on his back with him.
"Mr. Jiang, this is not your fault." Zhang Shusheng couldn't help feeling the sorrow of Master Jiang Zhongwei's old tears, but the mistakes made by the Qing Dynasty were reflected in a soldier. At that time, as old as Feng Zicai, and as small as such a Park Swordsman, they all took the responsibility of serving the country in blood, but they did not expect to end up in that way, let the French win, and let the Chinese defeat undefeated.
"If only I stayed back then, at least I could serve the old general." Father Jiang Zhongwei shook his head and sighed. He had returned from the sorrow just now, and all the memories of the year were all in my mind.
"Master Jiang, I heard that you have an adopted son. I don't know where it is today?"
Zhang Shusheng was afraid to continue this topic, causing greater sorrow for the elderly, so he intentionally changed the topic.
"It's true, my adopted son has joined the army. This kid has to sign up to join the army since he knew that my old man had fought the bayonet with the French at the Zhennan Pass. Now he is also playing in the north."
"Why haven't you heard them mentioned?" Zhang Shusheng wondered. The adopted son of the old man should also belong to a certain part of the Southwest Army, and he was in the northward army this time.
"Yes, I haven't mentioned this to them. I have explained to the people in the township and in the village. Don't come to worship in the New Year. After all, hey ..." Mr. Jiang Zhongwei shook his head and seemed to think of it again That year, "I support the army, and I even support the fight against devils. But I was afraid of a Sino-French war that year. In that case, it would be better to remain anonymous and go out and read a few years."
"It turns out that you are afraid that China's foreign war will be as defeated as it was then."
"Ugh……"
Zhang Shusheng said silently that the old man had deliberately concealed the adoption of the adopted son in the army. The result of the Sino-French war was too hurting his heart, which makes it difficult to understand this mentality. Respectable and poor old man.
"Look, Comrade Zhang, this is a letter from my unwieldy child."
Zhang Shusheng nodded and took it, opened and looked seriously.
"Master Father's Book:
Anguo has arrived in Peiping for half a month, and is now fighting Japanese soldiers for days. The Japanese occupying my northeast, killing my people, and destroying my mountains and rivers is really a national disaster. Anguo was taught by his father since he was a child. The filial piety is in the army, and he is a master shooter. To date, he has shot and killed the Japanese army first.
"Comrade Zhang ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You are people in the city. You know much about major events in these countries. Unlike the old man, I can only squat under the village radio every day to hear the news. You said that we can win the Japanese devil ?"
The old man sat opposite Zhang Shusheng and asked a little eagerly. There seemed to be a faint shot in his eyes that did not belong to this age.
Zhang Shusheng knew that it was the old Fuxi and the immortal light.
"Sure, old man, I assure you. Whether it is this Sino-Japanese war or the future foreign war, our nation will never repeat the same mistakes as before. You and your adopted son did not waste anything. All this will be taken back from the foreigners hundreds of times in the future. "
"Comrade Zhang, I believe that at least the Southwest Government can do it, but if this Sino-Japanese war is not possible for Chiang Kai-shek?"
The old man asked helplessly.
Zhang Shusheng laughed at this time, with unprecedented self-confidence, "If anyone can't do it, let anyone die"
After sorting out the ideas, there are about 10 chapters that will be unified.