When the Japanese are happy, they give candy to their children, and when they are not happy, they po

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-01-30

Zheng Guojun, female, 74 years old.

Investigation location: Room 206, Unit 3, Building 5, Hehua New Garden, Xiongzhou Town.

Survey date: 6 July 2005.

Investigators: Ye Ming, Wang Xiaoyan, Sun Yang.

When the devil came, there were seven people in my family, and they lived in the back streets. My father worked as an apprentice in a dry tobacco shop. The first time the devil came to Liuhe was probably in 1937. At that time, the family ran back to Tangying countryside in the west of the city, and did not go to a place in Zhuzhen. It was just me and my grandmother in the city. Because there were not enough things to bring to the countryside, my father came back to get things. When I walked to the Wangjia Pot Shop in the back street, I met a few drunk devils.

At that time, my father's arm had a large cowpox scar, and the Japanese thought it was a firearm scar and said that my father was a soldier. My father was timid and trembling with fear. The Japanese let my father go first, and the devil shot at my father, and a shot came through the right chest and out from behindAnother shot from the belly goes in and out from behind. My grandmother was in her 60s at the time, and I was only six or seven years old, and I was still hiding under the table and playing. When I heard the news, I was terrified. I finally got my father to the house, and the white pants my father was wearing were stained red with blood. When my father got home, he could still talk and ask for cigarettes, but the smoke came out of his chest. Later, he asked for water to drink, and when he drank it, he died. Finally, he was carried to the north gate of the Reclining Buddha Temple and buried in the place behind the city wall. When my mother died in 1953, I wanted to bury my parents together, but my father's body could no longer be found, so I had to grab a piece of soil and bury it there.

When my family ran back to the countryside, they lived in a farmer's cow house, and we ate whatever the farmer delivered, and life was very hard. Not daring to come out at night, the Japanese caught flower girls everywhere. When the devil came to the city, I hid in the wall. An old lady in the neighborhood was shot dead before she could run. The Japanese army was stationed there at the Liuhe Hotel, which was the first hall of the Americans before the war. When the Japanese see women during the day, they come to them at night. The women hid where the devils couldn't find them. Because when a devil encounters a woman, he rapes him. The devil set fire to a lot of houses, and I could see through the crack in the door that it was burning red outside. When the Japanese bombed, I was in the first grade at Dongmen Elementary School, and our teacher, Sun Qianqian, told us to throw ourselves on the ground, and the devils did not dare to bomb the church. I'll tell you one more thing. I saw that when the Japanese were happy, they gave candy to their children, and when they were not happy, they poked their children on bayonets to play, and I was scared to death.

After liberation, there were four people in my family, and my parents and grandmother were gone. My younger brother joined the Navy, and I went to normal school, and then became a teacher.

When the Japanese saw the sturdy young men, they mostly transported them to Yuhuatai by truck, stabbed to death with knives, or shot to death with machine guns. "Collection of Historical Materials of the Japanese Invasion of China", Xinhua Publishing House, 1984 edition.

This article is excerpted from:

The Battle of Songhu and the Great University of Nanjing, which are in the collection of the Yenching Library of Harvard University in the United States

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