I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

It was almost noon, and the three rabbits were more than enough, but Chen Guoqing was still not satisfied. It was not easy for him to come out once, so he had to have a good time.

"Good brother, let's find a place to eat and take a walk in the afternoon"!

Chen Feng didn't want to walk anymore after carrying three rabbits.

"Where can we eat in such a remote place? Let's go back!"

Song Zihan didn't seem to want to leave either. He looked around and saw the curling smoke from the cooking fire. He pointed to the west and shouted:

"Look over there, there are residents."

Chen Feng didn't want to spoil their fun, mainly because there was nothing important going on.

"Let's go! Let's go and have a free meal. Zi Han, do you have money?"

Song Zihan took out his hand from his pocket, grabbed a handful of dollars and shook it.

Before they reached the farmhouse, Chen Feng's hawk-like eyes discovered something. Only a hundred meters away from the three of them, a rabbit was lying in the dry grass covered with snow, with only its head showing. There were no footprints around, so it might have crawled in before the snow fell.

"Brother Guoqing, there is a rabbit in the bushes at the ten o'clock direction. Don't look around. Take ten more steps and aim. Zi Han is also ready. If Guoqing misses, shoot again."

Chen Guoqing walked ten steps and turned to look towards the ten o'clock direction. After looking for a long time, he finally saw a little yellow in the white snow. The captain's eyes were really sharp. If he were a hunter, would he still have a chance to catch the rabbit?

The two men raised their guns at the same time, and Chen Guoqing took careful aim and fired.

boom!

Snowflakes flew from a grass nest in the distance. A rabbit jumped and then fell into the dry grass.

Chen Guoqing raised his eyebrows, seeming very proud. Song Zihan looked at the captain sadly, as if asking why he didn't give her a chance.

The farmer's door opened, and an old man came out of the door with a shovel. Seeing Chen Feng and the other two, he greeted them warmly:

"You are a soldier, you must be from Mengshan! Come to my house and have some hot tea!"

"Uncle, are you cooking? I hope you won't disturb me."

"Come in quickly, the room is warm. I'll cook first. Mother Huazi, please come out quickly to entertain the guests."

An old lady stuck her head out from the sheep pen with a warm smile on her face.

"Come inside, it's cold outside."

The three men hung their spears on nails on the wall and stomped their feet hard at the door. The house was shabby but full of the breath of life. The old man was making stir-fried pork belly with cabbage. The pork belly was already sizzling before the cabbage was put into the pot.

The three of them entered the inner room, where there was an earthen kang and a black table with a pot of stewed chicken on it. It seemed that they were living a good life.

The old lady was pouring tea for a few people. Although it was tea foam, it still gave off a strong fragrance when mixed with boiling water.

"Auntie, we are tired after coming down the mountain hunting. Is there enough food? If there is, we would like to have a meal here. Don't worry, Auntie, we have money with us."

"Young man, why do you talk like that? Do you think you can go home without food? Drink some tea to warm yourself up first. I'll ask the old man to cook two more dishes."

The old lady shouted through the inner door:

"Old man, make some fried eggs with chili peppers, and also fry a plate of the sausages and bacon that Huazi brought back."

"Okay!"

"Young man, you must be the high-ranking officers of the guerrillas! This is the first time I see a guerrilla with such a beautiful girl."

Song Zihan smiled without showing her teeth, looking very happy.

"Auntie, have you seen many guerrillas?"

"We see them every day, not every day, but twice a month. Half of my land is planted with vegetables, and they come to harvest them twice a month. If it weren't for the vegetables, your uncle and I would still be hungry and cold, so how could we have the spare money to buy meat!"

"Auntie, I'm not a high-ranking official. The three of us are all technical people. This girl is my secretary, or assistant, and she helps me with my work."

Song Zihan couldn't help rolling her eyes, and Chen Guoqing found it a little funny while drinking his hot tea.

"That's even more powerful than being an official. My child came back and told me that those who work in technology are called "workers" and "workers", but Captain Cold Gun is always polite to them. By the way, you have seen Captain Cold Gun, right? My son has seen him. I asked him what the captain of the Cold Gun team looked like, but he didn't tell me and said it was a secret. I guess he hasn't seen it either, so he came back to show off."

Song Zihan couldn't bear it anymore and burst out laughing.

"Auntie, what's your son's name? Maybe we've met him before."

"Li Zhonghua, I can't tell you what I do. I don't know. I've asked him many times, but he keeps his mouth shut."

I didn't expect such a coincidence that I could meet military dependents while just having a meal. Chen Feng said with a smile:

"I know Li Zhonghua. He belongs to the security force of our pharmaceutical factory. He is a platoon leader. He is a good shooter and very outstanding."

The old lady's face was full of joy:

"How dare you not be excellent? I have told him many times that if it weren't for Captain Lengqiang, our family might have been gone. You have to work hard to join the team and repay Captain Lengqiang."

"Auntie, what's the matter? Why are you still saving my life?"

"Young man, you are a technician and don't understand how fierce the fighting was here in the past two years. The year before last when the Japanese came to raid, Captain Lengqiang sent people to move us and compensated us with a lot of money. Later we heard that the Japanese had entered the village. My old man was so scared that he wet his pants while he was lying on the top of the hill to watch."

The old man outside was unhappy.

"Crazy woman, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Zihan's face turned red from holding it in, and Chen Guoqing also put down his teacup to listen to the fun.

The old lady pointed to the outside and didn't mention the topic of wetting pants anymore.

"Young man, do you think this counts as a life-saving favor? It's more than that. Captain Leng Qiang has become rich fighting the Japanese. I heard that they have had enough of meat and canned beef. Officers and soldiers all want to eat vegetables, but it's impossible to grow vegetables in the mountains! So they let us common people grow vegetables and they buy them. You don't know, many families don't believe it. They think that if we grow too much and can't eat all of them, it will be a disaster. My old man also disagreed, and I scolded him for a long time. But what happened? After selling vegetables for three months, my family's famine was over. When the New Year was approaching, we sold cabbage and radishes, and the family finally had some spare money."

The old lady seemed to have not had an audience for a long time, or maybe she didn't want to talk to the old man she was talking about, or maybe her husband had had enough of it. When she saw Chen Feng and the other two start talking, she kept talking while filling the teapots for the three of them.

Chen Feng seemed to suddenly remember something and asked:

"By the way, Auntie, I heard recently that Leng Qiang is mobilizing troops. They said that some of the troops were transferred to faraway places to ambush the Japanese. I heard that the farthest ones have gone abroad. I hope your Zhonghua has not been transferred away!"

"No! He came back a few days ago and brought back a lot of money and food. I said the same thing to Captain Leng Qiang. If he had the money, he could buy more weapons to fight the Japanese. What's the point of distributing so many delicious foods? The people are used to hard lives. As long as the Japanese don't come, they can survive by eating coarse food."