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Chapter 116: Attacking the heart is the first step
The new army has been training for half a month. Seeing that Wei Aiwen had no intention of starting political training, Ma Qianzhu became a little anxious: "I said Xiao Wei, when are you going to give everyone political training? You have been in the company for two weeks." Now, other companies have already taken action. You are the benchmark company of the training camp, so you must take the lead. Read the full text."
Wei Aiwen smiled slightly and seemed confident: "Mr. Ma, just put your heart in your stomach. We will have a meeting tonight. I guarantee that you will be satisfied."
"Really, you have to do it well." Ma Qianzhu was dubious and stopped asking.
In fact, Wei Aiwen has not been idle these days. In order to carry out his work well, he racked his brains. Not only did he go deep into the company to understand the situation of the soldiers, he also did "reconnaissance" work and observed other companies conducting political training. He found that the political training in the new army was nothing more than the following methods: speeches, leadership speeches, political reports; lectures, literacy campaigns. Wei Aiwen had an idea: Why don’t I do some retro innovation?
It was getting dark, and the stars were twinkling in the night. Here, it is not like a city in the 21st century. Even at night, the street lights are on. In the high-rise buildings, every household has electric lights and TVs, which make the sky white and only the brightest stars can be seen; The air pollution is also very serious. The sky is always foggy, which makes people feel depressed. Sometimes when looking towards the industrial area at night, the sky is a little red. No one at the station was willing to light a lamp, which consumed expensive electricity. There was nothing else to do except watch AV, so the farmers went to bed early. It was dark all around, and half of the moon had just emerged from the east, emitting a silvery brilliance. The Milky Way above our heads was a large white strip running east to west. Countless stars were densely packed, most of which were concentrated in the Milky Way. One could actually see a A sense of hierarchy. Wei Aiwen looked up at the stars and was very surprised. Children who grew up in the city had never seen such a scene.
The new recruits had all gathered and were sitting together in the open air with trepidation. Lingao is located in a subtropical climate zone, and the winter temperature is also above 20 degrees Celsius. It was a little hot to light a bonfire, so I placed an oil lamp in the middle. Red flames danced on the cotton wick, and gray-black smoke flew up, making the copper handle blacker and shiny.
The firelight reflected on the faces of the soldiers. Everyone was very curious. Today, the new "chief" was informed that the general would give everyone political training. What would it be like?
Wei Aiwen stood up, looked around, and said: "I gathered everyone here today because I want to do political training and hold a theme meeting. The theme is yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Please tell the truth, speak freely, and talk about yourself. Talk about your past experiences, talk about your current situation, and then imagine the future.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. What was this? No one knew what to do. No one spoke, and the scene suddenly became deserted and very quiet.
Wei Aiwen anticipated this situation. There is a process for new things to be accepted. He then said, "Then let's start with me." Wei Aiwen had already thought about it and took this opportunity to make up a past experience. Spread the word to bridge the gap between him and the soldiers.
"Let me sing a song for everyone first." As he said that, Wei Aiwen raised his head slightly, looked at the moon in the eastern horizon, took a deep breath, brewed his feelings for a while, and then sang softly:
"The sky is full of stars, and the crescent moon is shining brightly. We hold a meeting in the company to complain and redress our grievances. The evil landlord owes the poor people blood and tears. Thousands of threads, thousands of threads are flooding into my heart. I can't stop them. I can't forget that year when the north wind was biting and cold. The landlord broke into my house and a bunch of scoundrels. They said we owed him debt and that we owed him food. The landlord pressed for debt, and the landlord Pressing for debt is like a living hell. I don’t forget that year, my father was ill in bed. The landlord forced him to do long-term labor, and he cried so much that he vomited blood. He was so skinny and skinny, and his face turned yellow due to illness. The landlord was black-hearted, the landlord was black-hearted and forced my parents to death. . Don’t forget that year, the suffering had no end. I was desperate and went to the tiger’s mouth to graze cattle for the landowner. I got up in the middle of the night and came back with the sun setting. Poor me, an orphan, who can I call for help?”
The low voice, coupled with the crying and trembling singing voice, is full of weeping, complaining and mourning. The soldiers couldn't help but resonate with each other. Some had red eyes when they thought of their own life experience, and some even sobbed softly.
Wei Aiwen himself also felt spiritually shocked. This feeling and this scene filled him with a depressing heaviness. I remember when I saw this song online, I thought the lyrics were quite funny, so I started to learn to sing along with it, but I didn’t expect that it would come in handy now. Alas, when I sang it at that time, I didn't feel the sadness, misery, and resentment reflected in this song. Looking at everyone's reactions, I knew that these brothers had not learned Mandarin in vain.
Someone held Wei Aiwen's hand. It was Wang Tao who came with him. He was from the north. He was tall and majestic. He looked majestic among a group of short natives. Because he was a trainer, he was particularly good at telling stories. . It is specially arranged to be used in coordination with the team. He said softly: "Company commander, don't be sad. Our company is your home. We are all your brothers and your relatives."
Wang Tao was so choked that he couldn't speak anymore. He sniffed and talked about the past: "My family originally had about ten acres of land. It was good land. The land we harvested was enough for my family of four to live for a year. That photo of Ju Ren. When I won our land, I had to buy it. My father said he would not sell it, because it was the lifeblood of the whole family. The landowner always looked for opportunities to occupy our land. One year, my cattle were not taken care of. , I nibbled a few mouthfuls of grass in the graveyard of the landlord's house. The landlord insisted that he had ruined the feng shui of his house, so he arrested my father and beat him severely. My father was old and couldn't bear it anymore, so he carried him home for three days. Just go ahead -" Wang Tao said, his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't speak anymore. His expression was sad and his eyes seemed to be about to shed tears. It took him a long time to regain his breath, "My mother was not in good health. She was frightened and she followed my father within two days." He finally couldn't help it anymore, tears rolled down his dark cheeks. Falling down, Wei Aiwen was dumbfounded. Brother, you can’t be from Nortel or China Theater Company, right?
"Not long after, one day his house caught fire, and he falsely accused me of burning it, and wanted to arrest me and file a lawsuit against him. Why did the poor family win a lawsuit against the landlord? I was so anxious that I ran away overnight. When I got to the county seat, I asked someone to go home and take a look. , I found out that my family’s field was occupied by Zhang Juren, and my little sister was captured by him and made into a maidservant to compensate for his losses. Later, I don’t know where she was sold by this beast. My little sister, she "Wang Tao burst into tears.
Qiang watched Wang Tao's performance, and Wei Aiwen secretly admired it.
A little soldier couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "It's so heartless."
"I used to work as a long-term laborer for our township Chen Yunkai, herding ducks. This evil guy had a little duck picked up by a weasel. He beat me hard with a whip and even threw a big duck to the recorder. The account was paid. On weekdays, I only eat his leftovers and rotten rice, which is still not enough, but he charged all the food and rice to the account. It’s cold, and if I’m sick, I won’t be able to help him. , he pretended to give me two worn-out shirts and trousers that no one was wearing, and later he charged them as new shirts and trousers. Sometimes when I was seriously ill and had a fever, I gritted my teeth and gave him some relief. Damn it, he actually recorded all the years he missed work due to illness and was in jail. When he showed the account book, I owed him money. I argued with him, but he didn’t listen. I was so angry that he cried and he even said hypocritically: Are you reluctant to leave me? Then let’s continue next year. It’s really annoying.” The little warrior gritted his teeth, his eyes reflecting the light of the oil lamp, as if he was about to spit out fire.
With the beginning in mind, the soldiers let go and stood up one after another, rushing to pour out the bitterness in their hearts. One race at a time.
"I am a military householder, and my ancestors were still small flags. But for several generations, I have been working as free servants for the military officers, so there is no sense of honor. Don't say I am lazy when I work. Even if I work slowly, it is still a slap in the face. Half dead, beaten to death and dragged out, no one asked, no one dared to ask. If a person dies outside, he has to report it to an official, but in the guard house it is like a dead dog. People say that the state and county officials are evil, I don’t know It’s countless times darker inside the guardhouse than outside.”
Wei Aiwen knew that he was from a military background, and because he wanted to eliminate the common people's fear of the officers and soldiers, he deliberately asked: "Is this a good time to fight?"
"Fighting," the military household said with a bitter smile, "We military households even wear pants with our buttocks exposed. We are worse than ordinary people when we fight with others. When we recruit soldiers in town, ordinary people can still get some money and rice. We military households don't even have the money and food to settle down." They were all eaten up by hundreds of thousands of households, and they only had a bowl of rice when they went to the town platform. Some of them were not considered as soldiers and servants, and some even starved to death." He spat, "Only the devil's son can do it. Officials are working hard."
He became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "Officers and soldiers, if you ask for a good officer, they are worse than bandits. They harm the people more severely than anyone else, and they are more shy than anyone else when it comes to fighting."
"Yes, yes, I escaped from the north." Wang Tao hurriedly came to take eye drops, "I heard that Liaodong and the Tatars were fighting. Thousands of people could not defeat hundreds of Tatars. The worst thing was that ten A few Tatars chased hundreds of officers and soldiers, and those who escaped were chased to death. With this look, this battle was a fart. A few years ago, one of my brothers from the same clan couldn't survive anymore, so he went to Liao Town. , I don’t know whether I’m dead or alive.” As he spoke, he wiped away a few tears.
"Well, no family is like this. If the government hadn't pressed hard and forced us poor people to have no way of living, who would be willing to take risks. Our family came all the way to Qiongzhou. I thought there was a lot of wasteland here, and we could always make ends meet. Who knew? The fields here are not easy to cultivate. There is no water to irrigate the fields, so the landlords have to buy water. Farming is several times more difficult than farming in my hometown. Not only is it a life-threatening situation, it also kills the whole family. I am now a bachelor."
"It's better to be the master here." Wang Tao took the opportunity to express himself again, "I escaped here to carry out the work for the masters, and I was well fed and clothed. The masters also paid me wages. All the brothers who have done well in our commune live here It’s a building”
"The building is just a brick building like the one where short-haired men live." Some people expressed disbelief.
"Nonsense, why don't you go to the commune with me tomorrow?"
"It would be great if it really happened. I don't want a building. I would be satisfied with a small house to shelter from the wind and rain." A recruit said with a fascinated look on his face.
"It's true." This was a soldier who joined the army from a commune. "But you have to be qualified as a worker. That's why I joined the army. Once I became a soldier, I became a worker."
"There is also private land for farming." The commune soldiers were particularly interested in the private land.
"Can we have these too?" someone asked timidly. ,.
