Three and a half women in four courtyards

Chapter 142

Shorty's eyes turned red when he saw San stutter.

"Oh, come on! Bring the horse here, tie Sanjieba to the horse's tail for me, and drag the sorghum stubble!" Shorty Jiao ordered.

"Oh? Captain Hou, this won't work, we are disciplined. How to deal with stuttering, this will require a public trial meeting! Let's wait until Political Commissar Wang arrives to decide!" Long-necked Li hurriedly stopped.

"Drag! Drag! Drag! Drag the sorghum stubble!" The young people in the camp stood up and shouted slogans when they heard that the sorghum stubble was about to be dragged.

"Did you hear that, Comrade Li Bihe? This is the voice of the masses! Is there still a need for a meeting?" Shorty Jiao ordered the man to tie Sanjie to the back of the horse.

"Stop! Don't use horses to drag!" Everyone suddenly heard someone in the crowd shout.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and it turned out to be Shun Liu Monkey.

I saw Shun Liu monkey leading a mule, walking towards this side.

"Oh? Uncle! Why don't you tell the difference between four and six! Why are you begging for three stammers!" Shorty said angrily to Shun Liu Hou.

Shun Liu Monkey came up to Bantam and said, "Oh? Shall I intercede for him? How can I!"

"Then, do you want to haha?"

"Oh, I mean, you can't use a horse to drag his sorghum stubble. A man like Sanjie is not worthy of a horse! You should use a mule! A mule! Do you know that?"

Shun Liuhou patted the short feet on the shoulder and said.

"Oh, change the mule! Change the mule!" Amidst the romping of the crowd, Bantam asked the guerrillas to change into a mule, and stuck a paper hat on Sanba's head with the words "dog full of traitors" written on it. Character.

With a crisp whip sound, the mule stuttered towards the field where Hou Wenwu's sorghum stubble had been dragged.

Wherever Sanjieba passed, there was a trail of bright red blood, which flowed from his lower body.

At the head of the field, Short Foot Huo tied a firecracker to the mule's tail with his own hands, and lit the firecracker.

He said secretly: "Ang, brother, have you seen it? My brother has avenged you! Dad, Mom! Have you seen it?"

Thinking of this, the short feet, who never shed tears, had tears all over their face.

After the Gong family compound was taken down, the self-defense group in Daxigouchuan completely disappeared.

Many members of the self-defense regiment joined the guerrillas.Some were afraid of war and went home to farm.

Daxigouchuan became the first anti-Japanese base of the Eighth Route Army guerrillas in Chilechuan.

Soon, the Jiuchuan Eighteen Forks of Chilechuan also successively established bases of various sizes.

The Japanese devils had completely lost their previous prestige, and could only huddle in a lonely county town of Liangchufu, living in fear.

Bianjiaohu was imprisoned for seven days by Wang Xiazi because he used lynching indiscriminately and executed Sanjieba without the approval of his superiors, which was not allowed by the revolutionary army.

Although Bao Yixian's injuries were not serious, he couldn't get off the ground.

After the seven-day confinement, Cong Suhua came to him and said, "Oh, my mother told me that I want you to do me a favor."

"Ang, Su Hua, why are you being polite, just talk if you have something to do."

"Although Wu Laqin is an old vulture and Bei Ji is a villain, they saved me. My mother said that we should have a proper burial and go to our ancestral grave. It is not easy to dig a hole in the freezing winter. In addition, Women can't go to the ancestral grave, I want you to help me." Cong Suhua glanced at the short feet.

"It's okay, I have short legs, but I have all the strength in my body!"

At the bottom of Congjia's ancestral grave, Baanjiao dug two pits, wrapped Wulaqin and Beiji in mats, put them in the pits, and covered them with soil.

Seeing from a distance, Suhua, at a crossroads, solemnly knelt on the ground, lowered her head and cried for a while.

She burned some toilet paper she had brought, then got up and left silently.

Fortunately, Bao Yixian's bones were not injured by Sanjieba's shot. After lying on the kang for more than ten days, she was able to go to the ground.

According to her usual habit, she served food to the chickens and ducks, then called Becky, and she called twice, but there was no movement.

Cong Suhua ran over and said, "Oh, Mom, Beiji is dead!"

"Oh! Alas—" Bao Yixian sighed, and then shouted, "Wulaqin, Wulaqin!"

"Mom! Mom!" Cong Suhua was about to speak.

"Wulaqin is dead too! I know that." Bao Yixian looked at the rats hanging on the beams of the warehouse, "It's a pity, Wulaqin should eat these!"

She picked up a broom to sweep the yard.

At this time, someone suddenly knocked lightly on the door twice.

Bao Yixian turned his gaze to the door: "Oh? Who called the door?"

"Ang, ah-ah! Mr. Cong, you are back!" Leleli shouted from the tower.

"Mr. Cong?" The broom in Bao Yixian's hand dropped to the ground, and he hurriedly limped towards the gate.

The door opened, and in front of him stood a man with a disheveled face and a beard!

He opened his arms, wanting to hug Bao Yixian.

Bao Yixian looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and threw himself into his arms.

At this time, Cong Suhua and Cong Sumiao both ran over.

They watched from a distance for a while, and suddenly understood, crying and rushing over, hugging the Fourth Emperor.

"Oh? Why are you back?" Bao Yixian asked, stroking the beard of the Fourth Emperor.

"Oh, recovery! The Japanese devils have surrendered! China has won!" said the Fourth Emperor with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, folks! Liberation! The devils have surrendered!" Leleli shouted to the whole camp from the gun tower.

"Recovered?"

"The devil surrendered?"

……

The story should end here, but it didn't end.

According to grandma Bao Yixian's words, for some reason, the Japanese devils left, but the next attack was directed at the Fourth Emperor.

It was a summer night, and the people who had worked on the farm all day went home.

Cong's compound was very lively that day. Cong Duo graduated and returned to Daxigouchuan.

Bao Yixian made a lot of delicious food and gave Congduo a welcome.

"Oh, you're already this big, it's time to get a wife!" Bao Yixian put the dishes on the table, looked at Cong Duo and said, "If Wu Laqin was here, he would be as tall as you."

"Ang, Mom, don't be so busy, go to the kang to eat." Cong Duo said politely.

"Get on the kang quickly, eat together, eat together." The Fourth Emperor urged Bao Yixian, and then brought some vegetables for Cong Sumiao and Cong Suhua.

"Dad, don't pinch it, I'm not a child anymore!" Cong Suhua said.

Bao Yixian got on the kang, and just sat down when he heard the sound of gongs and drums coming from the west end of Yingzi.

"What's the excitement in this noisy (night)?" Bao Yixian put down his chopsticks and said.

At this time, I heard Leleli shouting from the gun tower: "Oh, the peasant association is holding a complaint meeting! Let everyone in the camp go and see it."

In the small empty field in front of the Gong family compound, a platform was set up.

There is a red banner hanging on the table, which reads: "Chilechuan Daxigou Peasant Association Land Reform Complaint Conference"

After a burst of gongs, drums and cymbals, people in the camp came to the small empty stage one after another.

The captain of the Daxigouchuan martial arts team, Banjiaohua, directed his subordinates to maintain order on the scene——

"Ah, young and old, those who bring their bags sit in front, and those who don't, stand behind."

"Oh? Little Erzi! You are so big, stand back!"

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(End of this chapter)