Serial 100 Forgive, but Don t Forget The first part of White Earth .

Mondo Movies Updated on 2024-01-31

Volume 1 "White Earth" Part 4 Bloody Storm Chapter 2 Changing Houses.

One. My Aunt Jiang was born in the countryside, her life experience is simple, she has no mother since she was a child, and when she was seventeen years old, her father married her to the old Jiang family early. Aunt Jiang said that she had never seen what Uncle Jiang looked like before passing through the door, but she only knew that the man's family was poor, a poor farmer, a martyr, and an old woman who guarded her youngest son to live. Aunt Jiang muttered in her heart: "Poverty is nothing, good people, don't lack a nose and few eyes." It wasn't until the newlywed that Uncle Jiang rushed to pick her up with a plow, and Aunt Jiang found out that her husband was a handsome guy who was more handsome than her. Whenever Aunt Jiang said this, Uncle Jiang joked:

You say you haven't seen me, I haven't seen you yet, if I don't want to marry someone else. ”

How dare you?Aunt Jiang's eyes widened, and she said with a clear snot in her nostrils.

Uncle Jiang shrunk his shoulders, sat down with his body facing forward, crossed his hands on one knee, and said with a smile all the time

Don't dare, don't dare!”

If you give you a nose and put it on your face, even if I am blind to you, who else will marry besides me?”

Yes, just when I didn't say anything, my wife is still my own good!”

What a fart, people say that the wife is someone else's good, and the child is your own good, so don't lie to yourself with good words. She found that her cigarette was almost gone, and immediately ordered Uncle Jiang. "Go, go home and get a box of cigarettes. ”

Aunt Jiang sat at home all day giving orders, and made her husband run around. Uncle Jiang is notoriously afraid of his wife's "tracheitis", and he listens to her opinions on most things, and usually always says: "I'm not afraid of the sky, I'm not afraid of the earth, I'm afraid that my wife will make a fire!.""I really went back and got a box of "economic" cigarettes, and each adult was given one. Aunt Jiang was still not done, and complained that he didn't bring matches. The mother couldn't stand it anymore and persuaded: "Aunt Jiang, don't toss people, my family doesn't even have a box of fire!."Aunt Jiang didn't give up, so she forced Uncle Jiang to go back and get matches, so she was happy. Mother often said: "Don't look at your Aunt Lu and Aunt Jiang are uneducated, they worry about things under their noses, but they all have a common characteristic: kindness." Especially in this case, it is really respectable and admirable!"The last finale of each night must be my mother's reminiscences of a wartime experience, which everyone listens to with relish. I curled up beside my mother, hugged the tiger and listened to it tirelessly, and hoped that she would talk more, until I was confused and waited for the people to leave, and my mother told me to go to bed. What I remember most is my mother's story of the anti-sweeping, and sometimes pestering her to tell it twice.

In the early spring of 1942, the Japanese devils swept the anti-Japanese base in Jiaodong, encircled our anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians, and repeatedly pulled the net. One night, snowflakes were falling in the air, and my mother's Wendeng Normal School and the troops were scattered, and the students were all surrounded on a hill. At the foot of the mountain, there are bonfires lit by devils everywhere, surrounding the mountain one after another, some of the students nest in the cave, some lie in the bushes, and sometimes there are traitors shouting to the mountain: "Tubalu, you come down and surrender, if you don't surrender, the imperial army will attack at dawn!.""Some people who were not determined to be revolutionary listened to the enemy's propaganda, avoided the crowd and quietly went down the mountain and surrendered. The teacher gave each of the remaining students a grenade and said with a stern expression

We swear that we would rather die than die as slaves!”

Mother and classmates solemnly raised their grenades and took the oath:

I'd rather die than die as a slave!”

The teacher told everyone that when the boy touched the bonfire and threw a grenade to blow up the fire pile, the girl would rush out and gather at the agreed place. The male classmates threw grenades, and the mother rushed down the mountain regardless of it, and the devil's machine gun rang out like beans, and the smell of gunpowder choked the nose, knocking down many students in front. Although the mother rushed out of the tear, the enemy outflanked and broke up the girl's team at once, and several traitors caught a female classmate and shouted: "Female Balu, catch alive!."The devil stopped the machine-gun fire and came up with a bayonet to catch the flower girl. In the confusion, the mother fell, she stepped on the brass bullet casings all over the ground, and forgot how to use the grenade, a ghost soldier grabbed the mother's arm, she returned and smashed the grenade into the opponent's head, the devil panted loudly and fell to the ground at once. At this time, another devil pounced, grabbed her coat and did not let go. The mother was in a hurry, and she broke free of her coat with all her might, and the golden cicada jumped off a ravine and ravine. The devil soldier only grabbed an empty coat and jumped down the ravine in anger, and several devils chased after him while shooting. My mother was familiar with the terrain, and she broke free from her bulky military coat and ran fast along the dark ravine. There was only one thought in my head: "I can't really run, and I can't be a prisoner if I hit my head and die." Afterwards, she laughed at herself: "I fainted at the time, and the grenade was not lost, why don't you use it to blow up the devil!.""Mother burrowed out of the ravine, bullets whizzing past her side and grazing her single military uniform, but no one was harmed. She ran into a small village, and the devils behind her also chased into the entrance of the village. The mother anxiously knocked on the doors of several courtyards, and in the middle of the night, there was a shortage of soldiers, and no family dared to open the door. When she was desperate, the door of a courtyard opened, and an old lady dragged her into the courtyard, and without saying a word, she moved the stone in the corner of the house and let her get in. The mother hid in the wall of the house and could clearly hear the sounds outside. The devil broke in on his heels, and asked the old man while rummaging through the cabinets

Female eight road in**?Not to mention that there are dead and dead. ”

I slept at home, and no one came. The old man said.

They clearly saw someone come in, but the old man insisted that no one had come in. The devil was so angry that he picked up the butt of his gun and hit the old man, and when his mother heard the old man's shouts and someone hit the wall with something, he suddenly remembered that the teacher had taught him how to use a grenade. So he calmly opened the safety cover, pulled up the fuse, and searched the wall to find that he was all dead. The devils tossed around and found nothing, they were afraid of being attacked by the militia and did not dare to delay time, so they returned to the army in a daze. The mother let out a long breath and broke out in a cold sweat when she touched her back. After a long silence, the old man opened the wall and said in a low voice

Girl, it's okay, come out and take a breath. ”

When the mother came out, she saw that the old man had been beaten by the devil very lightly, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and his cheeks were swollen. With a sour nose, he knelt down to the old man and thanked her for saving her life.

The old man lifted her up and said

Don't say that, girl, don't thank me, I have a child on the team too. ”

The mother recognized the old lady as a godmother, and hid in her house for two days and two nights, and only when the devil's army retreated, did the old man let the mother go back to school. Before leaving, the old man smeared the bottom of the pot on the cheeks of the goddaughter, changed into her son's torn cotton jacket, dressed as a tomboy, and sent it out of the mountain pass, waving his hand reluctantly.

Did you see her later?I asked.

No," the mother shook her head slightly, with tears in her eyes, "After the victory of the anti-sweep, I specially asked for leave to bring gifts to visit my godmother, and the village has been burned down by devils." ”

We were silent for a while, wishing in our hearts that the kind old man would escape the war and be safe and sound.

After a while, I asked my mother again:

Did you kill that devil?”

The black light blinded, probably, he fell anyway. ”

I didn't expect my mother to dare to kill someone?”

At that time, either you killed the devil, or the devil killed you. ”

The rebels beat you, why never fought back?”

For you," said my mother, looking blankly at me. "Everyone understands that leaving a way back for themselves, killing people is not enough, and you have to spare and spare others. Don't force people to death, dogs can jump off the wall in a hurry!”

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