Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

At 4 a.m. on April 13, Hu Zhenhua and Yu Bing set out together for the suburbs.

Yu Bing set up a barracks in Qijiahuozi and conducted intensive training for the newly recruited security guards.

The city and the suburbs are like two different worlds.

The people inside are pursuing wealth.

People outside just want to survive.

Not long after leaving the city, Hu Zhenhua saw many ragged hungry people. They had a natural fear of cars. In their eyes, those who could ride in a car were all important people.

Before the car arrived, they dispersed far away. It was impossible to beg for food from the car anyway, and if they were slow, they might even be whipped.

Not only the common people, but also many soldiers holding guns were thin, which made their faded uniforms look very loose.

Yu Bing was not surprised by this and looked indifferent.

The country has become so corrupt, but the high-ranking officials in Shanghai are still thinking of following their company's lead and squeezing the people's blood and sweat. If they don't perish, it will be against the will of heaven.

Hu Zhenhua took out his notebook and wrote: 10 tons of the ordered grain will be allocated and transferred to the Magic City!

The clothing production line ordered by Tongan will arrive at the port in half a month. If we speed up the assembly, it will be put into production in another week. By then, recruiting more people can give these hungry people a way to survive.

As for donations, forget it. There are countless parasites in the government who will devour all the food.

The car was driving on the dirt road, shaking constantly. Suddenly, Hu Zhenhua saw farmers working in the fields. They seemed to be raising rice seedlings.

The familiar scene brought back memories for Hu Zhenhua, who also comes from the countryside and is very familiar with the rice planting process.

I never expected that the process seventy years ago would be exactly the same as in later times.

There are generally three steps:

Raising seedlings: Prepare the nursery field and sow rice seeds for raising seedlings.

Land preparation: Ploughing and leveling the fields where rice is to be planted.

Transplanting: Transplant the grown seedlings into the prepared paddy fields.

Hu Zhenhua saw from a distance that one of the farmers seemed to be picking seeds, which caught his attention.

Old Hu was watching intently when suddenly a commotion erupted in the distance. A group of elderly men were driving away the hungry people! Their sticks mercilessly fell on the hungry people, beating them until they screamed. One of them lay motionless on the ground, and it was unclear whether he had been beaten to death!

"parking!"

After Hu Zhenhua jumped out of the car, he shouted,

"stop!"

His voice was full of energy, and coupled with his tall stature and extraordinary bearing, he really stunned the villagers.

Hu Zhenhua walked forward and put his finger towards the nose of the hungry man lying on the ground.

Still angry!

"water!"

Yu Bing handed over a kettle and gave the hungry man a sip of water. The latter's eyelids moved, but he couldn't open his eyes.

One of the villagers whispered a reminder,

"He's hungry!"

Hu Zhenhua looked up at the villager. He was an old man with gray hair. He had just beaten the hungry people without mercy, but now he was pretending to be a good guy!

Hu Zhenhua was just about to ask him to get him something to eat when Yu Bing held his shoulder and shook his head.

Hu Zhenhua understood.

There are quite a few hungry people here. If they see food, they will gather around like zombies. Once a fight breaks out, many people will probably lose their lives.

Hu Zhenhua waved his hand and called the accompanying security guard over.

"Get him onto the truck out back and give him some water!"

Lao Hu believed that the security guard had understood what he meant.

After handling the matter, Hu Zhenhua stood up and shouted,

“Why are you hitting me!”

The old man who spoke just now said boldly,

"Boss, we don't want to do this either, but they've dug up the seeds we planted and eaten them all. This happens every day. If it continues, my family will starve to death this autumn!"

Hu Zhenhua suddenly felt a pang of heartache. He pushed the crowd away and looked into the fields.

Sure enough, the originally flat paddy fields were messed up.

Hu Zhenhua suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Can so many hungry people survive until the production line in Tongan is established?

But what can I do?

In Shanghai, even if you want to do good deeds, there will be a bunch of monsters waiting for you!

Hu Zhenhua looked at the villagers, and his original anger had disappeared, replaced by sympathy.

"Just drive them away. If someone dies, you'll be sued!"

"Hmm, we'll be more careful next time!"

One of the villagers was hot-tempered and yelled,

"There's no way to drive them away! Kind people are often bullied, and kind horses are often ridden! What have we done to offend anyone? We just want to survive, a humble life!"

Hu Zhenhua suddenly felt his ears getting hot, which was smelly.

Don’t advise others to be good if you haven’t experienced their suffering. If you have experienced my suffering, you may not be as good as I am!

He was in a trance when he heard a cry.

"Flower seeds, flower seeds!"

Hu Zhenhua looked carefully and saw that a villager had fainted. Several people next to him were in a panic. One of them took out a small piece of steamed bread from his arms, broke off a small piece, and was about to feed it to the fainted villager. Before he could move, a hungry man rushed out from the side, grabbed the steamed bread and stuffed it into his mouth!

The villagers were collectively angry and picked up sticks to attack the hungry people.

The hungry people were so busy swallowing that they seemed unaware of the sticks on their bodies!

A villager was quick and pinched the hungry man's mouth, taking out a small piece of steamed bread from his mouth. He didn't mind the dirt and fed it directly to the fainted villager.

This time, Hu Zhenhua did not interfere, but chose to watch from the sidelines.

Are the villagers wrong?

No, they didn't steal or rob, they just fainted from hunger.

Are the hungry people at fault?

No, he just wanted to live.

The fight came and went quickly. In just a minute, peace returned to the rice fields.

The hungry man had no idea how many times he had been beaten. He dragged his injured body and limped away into the distance, with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

After walking only a few dozen meters, he fell headfirst to the edge of the field without any warning!

Hu Zhenhua ran over and turned his body over.

red!

His face turned red!

Hu Zhenhua tested his breath!

died!

Yu Bing checked it briefly and shook his head.

"I ate too fast and choked to death! It's better than starving to death!"

Hu Zhenhua took a deep breath, suddenly squatted on the ground and yelled!

The echoes of "Ahhhh" continued to reverberate in the fields.

After venting their anger, Hu Zhenhua and Yu Bing carried the body to a barren hill, borrowed two shovels from the villagers, and buried it on the spot.

The rice fields had long since returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.