After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

I am too old and injured, and I am afraid that I will become a burden and consume the limited resources.

So, I ate less and drank less to save resources, tried not to cause trouble to anyone, and finally left quietly.

There are many touching stories like this in history books, especially in this special period.

Jiang Wanwan didn't expect that such an example would appear before her like this.

The old Red Army soldier in front of him is very ordinary, just one of the thousands of Red Army soldiers, but he is not so ordinary. He has a spirit that ordinary people cannot achieve.

Jiang Wanwan was very happy that her eloquence had become less clumsy after being trained in the supermarket, and she had persuaded the old Red Army soldier.

Watching the other person eating and drinking happily in front of me, although his movements were not elegant, it made people very happy.

After finishing half a can of food, the old Red Army soldier held the bottle up with his head tilted back, letting the last bit of juice fall into his mouth.

He licked his lips and exclaimed, "It's so sweet! Even sweeter than the honeycombs I dug in the mountains when I was a kid."

"Did you dig out beehives when you were a child?" Jiang Wanwan asked with a smile.

The old Red Army soldier immediately raised his head proudly and said, "Of course, I tell you, my life experience has not been simple!"

Then, the old Red Army soldier began to describe his past life.

It was indeed magnificent, and Jiang Wanwan listened attentively.

A few minutes later, the old Red Army soldier concluded: "My life has been full of twists and turns, but every time I encountered a desperate situation, I was always accompanied by good luck."

"For example, this time, I was so hungry that I didn't have the strength to walk any further. I thought I was going to die here, but just before I collapsed, I met you, girl. It was like a miracle."

"For example, a few years ago, a bullet came straight at me from ten meters away, just missing my heart by a hair's breadth. Yet, I survived. It was like a miracle!"

The old Red Army soldier was so excited that he pulled open his collar, revealing a gunshot wound next to his heart.

Just by looking at the location of the wound, you can imagine how thrilling it was.

"And I believe that not only I, but also our country, will have good luck and miracles even in desperate situations."

The old Red Army soldier was so excited when he spoke that Jiang Wanwan was so moved that she was even intoxicated.

Because, compared to the old Red Army soldiers who were just looking forward to it, Jiang Wanwan knew very well in her heart that the good luck, miracles, and even miracles that the other party mentioned had already happened.

That miracle is now not far ahead, leading everyone out of the grassland and leading everyone step by step towards the glorious new China!

After the old Red Army soldier calmed down, he realized what he had done and closed his collar a little embarrassedly.

As he moved his right hand, he accidentally dropped the contents of his upper left pocket onto the ground.

Looking at the small white medicine bottle that rolled to her feet, Jiang Wanwan picked it up and handed it over carefully.

The heavy feeling in her hand made her curious and worried, "What kind of medicine is this?"

Could it be that the old Red Army soldier has other illnesses besides the leg injury?

The old Red Army soldier took the medicine bottle, carefully checked the bottle cap, and after making sure there was no leakage, he said mysteriously.

"This is a rare life-saving medicine in the grasslands. Even the battalion commander has come to me to borrow it several times!"

A life-saving medicine to cross the grassland? What could it be? Jiang Wanwan was puzzled.

How come she had never heard of any life-saving medicine for crossing the grassland? Wasn't there any record of it in history books?

"Don't you know? Then I'll let you see it." The old Red Army soldier showed off with great interest.

I saw him gently unscrew the bottle cap and then carefully handed it over.

Jiang Wanwan came forward curiously, but before she could take a closer look at what was inside, she was hit by a pungent and pungent smell, which made her sneeze.

"This...ah, what kind of medicine is this? Why does it smell so...ah, pungent!"

Jiang Wanwan covered her mouth and nose with her hands, but still couldn't stop sneezing.

Seeing that she was not quite used to it, the old Red Army soldier took back the medicine bottle, carefully closed the lid, and put it in his pocket.

Then he explained, "This is ginger and chili water. Of course it's pungent, but it's also a good thing."

Ginger and chili water? Is this medicine?

Jiang Wanwan's face was full of questions. She asked in confusion, "What disease does ginger and chili water treat? And what does it have to do with crossing the grassland?"

"To cure colds!" the old Red Army soldier blurted out. Seeing that Jiang Wanwan still didn't understand, he explained again.

"Before crossing the grassland, I heard from fellow villagers living nearby that the temperature difference between day and night was so great that people could freeze to death at night. Everyone was frantically looking for winter clothes, but with tens of thousands of Red Army soldiers, how could they possibly find so many clothes?"

"So I came up with a devious idea. I asked a fellow villager to buy all the ginger and chili peppers, chopped them up, added water, and made this bottle of ginger and chili water. When I couldn't stand the cold at night, I would take a sip. That's how I managed to hold on until now!"

"Isn't this spicy?" Jiang Wanwan blurted out.

"How can it not be spicy? It's so spicy that I can only cry. But it has to be spicy, spicy enough to make my whole body feel hot, so that I can survive the cold night wind and rain!"

The old Red Army soldier couldn't help but shake his head and sighed as he spoke, "It's been a real pain these past two days when I've been going to the toilet!"

"A hero has shed blood, how can he shed tears again? Don't worry, old man. The spiciness won't make you cry again in the next night!"

"Ha, I'm just an old man, I don't dare to call myself a hero!" The old Red Army soldier waved his hands repeatedly, and then wanted to ask how he could not be spicy? But he found that the other party had already stood up and walked away.

Jiang Wanwan didn't know what expression was on her face at the moment, but it was definitely not good-looking, because her heart was aching.

Eat poisonous vegetables, belts, and leather shoes to resist hunger, wear thin clothes, and drink ginger and chili water to resist the cold.

These events, one after another, refreshed Jiang Wanwan's understanding of the Red Army, the Long March, and crossing the grassland.

She believed that it was because of the hardships endured by the martyrs that China later prospered.

But it turned out that what she thought was just the tip of the iceberg.

There are many more sufferings that she does not know about, and cannot even imagine, which have been crushed by the martyrs time and time again...