A few days later, major media outlets in the Central Plains Province reported on the good deeds of General Zhao Sihu of the 78th Group Army by opening a porridge shed to help the victims. With the help of caring people, the news would soon spread throughout the Central Plains, even reaching the Yellow River areas such as Northern Jiangsu and Huaibei. A large number of The hungry people flocked blindly to Zhongtiao Mountain.
Even the devils along the way opened the door for convenience. These victims were also a heavy burden for them. It was unrealistic to kill them all. They simply rushed to Zhongtiao Mountain and used thousands of mouths to eat up their opponent Zhao Sihu. .
A large number of hungry people poured into various ferries across the river from Zhongtiao Mountain to Zhongyuan Province, so overwhelming that it was impossible to see where one could see;
Commander Tang showed great kindness. He also gave a small bowl of porridge so clear to the bottom to the victims along the way, and also invited reporters to take photos.
"General Zhang, this is Chen Xiaolu, a reporter from the Central News Agency. I deeply admire you and the officers of the 31st Group Army for your kindness in squeezing out part of the military rations to help the victims!
I heard that the soldiers, including you, only ate two meals of porridge every day, and all the food they saved was used to provide relief to the victims. I want to know if this is true? "
Commander Tang said righteously:
"Yes, to be precise, we only eat one meal a day. We are revolutionary soldiers and the people are hungry. How can we feel at ease if we still eat two meals of gruel every day?"
After reporter Chen gave the heroic and upright Commander Tang a wink, he continued to ask:
I would like to know if you have anything else to say to the people across the country regarding this charitable act of disaster relief? "
Commander Tang glanced at the voluptuous Reporter Chen with admiration, cleared his throat and said:
"First of all, I want to clarify one thing. This disaster relief was all done at the behest of Chongcai. I don't dare to take credit for it. Although each of us saved a bowl of porridge, it is far from enough!
Planting crops in the center of Shu is the victims of the disaster in the Central Plains. They eat without knowing the taste and cannot sleep well. Every time I think of the victims in the Central Plains, I wish I could not eat or drink and send every grain of food I saved to the victims. in hand;
Most of the food for this disaster relief was squeezed out of the government treasury by Zhongcai. Zhongcai reduced his rations every day and called on people across the country to save one meal of food to support the disaster area and overcome the crisis together. Hard, this is the example for our generation to learn from..."
It has to be said that Commander Tang has a very sophisticated routine, exaggerating his crops into flowers. The most important thing is to take this opportunity to write down the 10 million silver yuan disaster relief funds allocated by the government on the black paper. No one can say that he deducted it in the future. Disaster relief funds.
As for whether the clear porridge with visible bottom is worth 10 million silver dollars, it is unknown. Anyway, the photos show thick porridge that cannot be poured when a chopstick is inserted into it.
After all the reporters from Chen Da finished taking photos, Commander Tang entertained Chen Da beauty at the headquarters with a large table full of delicious food;
Reporter Chen Da was also used to it. The two of them ate all night and left the next morning.
Under the kind escort of Commander Tang, thousands of victims arrived in Zhongtiao Mountain every day. Almost all members of the 78th Army and the 93rd Army were dispatched to build porridge sheds, distribute porridge, build temporary settlements, etc.;
All doctors and nurses from the field hospital rushed to each ferry and used pre-prepared disinfectant to disinfect bacteria on each victim to prevent the spread of infectious diseases;
All victims with diseases received timely treatment, and it became everyone's common goal not to let any victims fall on the land of Zhongtiao Mountain.
Fortunately, a large amount of food and medicine had been stored in the tunnels of Moyunling before, so we would not be in a dilemma of running out of food;
The victims continued to come, and soon exceeded the maximum bearing capacity of each place. According to the plan, the 78th Group Army moved the victims who had recovered their physical condition to the direction of Liuzhen in an organized manner.
The Anping base area has now become the rear area and has also stored a large amount of coarse grains, which will be used this time.
Every village has been mobilized to actively accept and resettle the victims.
In Gaojia Village, the loud voice of Zhao Zhiqian, director of the Women’s Rescue Society, rang out again at the entrance to the village:
"Uncles and aunts in Gaojia Village, brothers and sisters-in-law, the Eighth Route Army transferred a group of victims to our village. This is the organization's trust in our village. They are all poor people. We must take good care of them. Please come. Come to the village ancestral hall to receive people!”
"Hurry up. If you come late, you won't be able to separate..."
"Mom, the head of the family, I am shouting outside to respond to the call of the Eighth Route Army to resettle the foreigners who have fled famine. I am thinking about the prosperity our family has lived in the past few years, and we have also saved a lot of food. Otherwise, I will Go get two and come back, and there will be two more pairs of chopsticks..."
As the head of the family, Ergeda spoke first:
“I think it’s okay, if the living space is tighter, I can free up the old house and live there first;
Now that Zhiqian is an official, we should take the lead, mother, what do you think? "
In the past two years, it may be because her nutrition has kept up. The old lady's body has become healthier. She can occasionally get off the kang and take a few steps. In her words, she is indebted to the Eighth Route Army.
When the old lady saw her son asking about her, she immediately expressed her position:
"Ergeda, let's divide the fields. Our family can live such a good life with no worries about food and clothing. We owe it to the Eighth Route Army;
We don't understand any big principles. As long as the Eighth Route Army asks us to do it, we will take the lead. We would rather eat a few less bites ourselves than starve the outsiders!
Those who have left their hometown are miserable! "
Under the influence of Zhao Zhiqian, the Gao Dashuan family now holds meetings to vote on anything;
Gao Dachuan has now joined the militia company, and Zhao Zhiqian is the director of the Women's Rescue Society. In Ergeda's words, they are all officials, and they are now helping to resettle the victims in the village;
So the three of them discussed it and decided that Gao Da Shuan Niang would take care of the people, while Er Ge Da would go to vacate the old house.
Dashuan Niang rushed to the village ancestral hall in a hurry and saw Zhao Zhiqian distinguishing the villagers from other villagers;
"Zhi Qian, your father, I, and your mother have also agreed that our family will also adopt two foreigners."
Da Shuan Niang shouted to Zhao Zhiqian at the top of her lungs, for fear that others would not hear her, which meant that I, Ma Fentian, was also an activist.
Zhao Zhiqian pretended not to know her mother's little thoughts, but deliberately said loudly:
"Comrade Ma Fentian took the initiative to claim two foreigners, and the Women's Rescue Association commended her."
After hearing this, the people in the audience applauded one after another. Ma Fentian also showed his face for once. He felt happy and said to himself:
"It's better to have someone in the officialdom. This kid in front of you didn't pay attention to the influence. It made me feel embarrassed. If I had known about showing my face like this, I should have put on that new set of clothes..."
When Ma Fentian saw the two foreigners assigned to her, she understood why Zhao Zhiqian praised her in front of others.
Other families received strong laborers who could help with some farm work. They were divided between two of their families, one was an old lady and the other was a child of several years old.
"Zhao Fentian is playing tricks on his mother. I'm such a down-to-earth person."
Thinking of this, Ma Fentian smiled and said to Gouwa's grandmother:
"Sister, this is your grandson. He has a tiger-like head and a big brain. He looks exactly like our dog when he was a child. It makes people happy just to look at him.
Come on, come home with me. Let’s make dumplings for dinner tonight! "
When Gouwa heard that there were dumplings to eat, his eyes suddenly shone with longing. He couldn't even remember what the dumplings tasted like...
