Chapter 1656: Shouldn't

The old man looked at Zhou Andong. His grandson had been bold since he was a child and didn't seem to know what fear was. This was the first time he had seen him look so terrified, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Immediately after, the old man sighed: "When I was young, our family had a small amount of property, didn't worry about food or drink, and had studied in a private school for a few years.

In that era of war and famine, it wasn't easy to survive, but our Zhou family didn't worry about food and drink and even kept a few long-term laborers."

"Doesn't that mean our Zhou family was still a landlord?" This was the first time Zhou Andong heard the old man say these things: "And then it was ruined by my big grandpa?"

"Correct!" The old man nodded: "Your big grandpa ate, drank, whored, and gambled; there was nothing he didn't do. One day, he had no money and came back to ask for it. Your great-grandpa and great-grandma didn't give it to him.

Who would have thought he stole the family's land deed, sold the land, took the money, and ran away, disappearing without a trace from then on. Your great-grandpa was so angry that he couldn't get up from illness and passed away in less than half a year.

After your great-grandpa left, your great-grandma's health was getting worse day by day, and she also left a few months later. That year I was twelve, and your third grandpa was ten.

Fortunately, when your great-grandma was about to leave, she gave me the dozens of silver dollars she had hidden, giving me and your third grandpa a way to live.

The next year, the September 18th Incident broke out, and the little devils were killing people everywhere. At that time, I felt that it wouldn't work for me and your third grandpa to be together; if one day we were killed by the little devils, the Zhou family would have no descendants.

So, I gave him all the money and let him escape to the south with a distant relative. As for me, I joined the Anti-Japanese United Army and started fighting the little devils.

In one of the little devils' mopping-up operations, our company of brothers wandered in the mountains with a company of devils for more than a month, and only seven people were left.

Because I was young, they gave me the only bit of food left and told me, you must live well. When the War of Resistance is won one day and the little devils are driven away, go find them in the mountains and tell them.

Speaking of this, the old man cried, crying like a child.

The fourth child saw Grandpa crying, and tears also flowed down.

Then she found a tissue and ran over obediently to wipe Grandpa's tears.

Looking at his little granddaughter wiping his tears, the old man felt much better.

"Those seven people, in order to cover me and let me escape alive, plunged into the devils' encirclement. I escaped, and after returning to the base area, the people were gone.

I couldn't find the main force, so I could only leave and head south, thinking that maybe I could run into your third grandpa. Later, I tossed and turned to Jiangxi and joined the Red Army.

That year, I caught up with the fifth anti-encirclement and suppression campaign against the Kuomintang in the Soviet area. The commander at the time was Li De, a military advisor sent by the Communist International, who was a German.

He first implemented an adventurous offensive strategy, and then implemented a conservative defensive strategy, causing our army to lose repeatedly, and the Soviet area gradually shrank.

Later, our army had a decisive battle with the Kuomintang in Guangchang, suffering heavy losses, and the situation was critical. Forced, the 7th Army of the Red Army formed an Anti-Japanese Vanguard Force to march north and advance into the Fujian-Zhejiang-Anhui-Jiangxi border to establish a new Soviet area.

The 6th Army of the Red Army broke out of the Hunan-Jiangxi Soviet area and marched west to develop guerrilla warfare in central Hunan. The Central Revolutionary Military Commission sent two army groups to march north and west respectively, intending to mobilize the Kuomintang encirclement and suppression army to reduce the pressure on the Soviet area, but failed to achieve the goal.

The Kuomintang attacked the central area of the Soviet area and quickly occupied the Xingguo, Ningdu, and Shicheng lines. Our army's maneuver space shrank further, and it was impossible to break the Kuomintang army's encirclement and suppression within the Soviet area, so we were forced to withdraw from the Soviet area and conduct the Long March.

That year I was seventeen. In two years, many comrades fell on the Long March road. Some died of illness, some died of hunger, because all the way through, grass roots and tree bark were eaten up.

A comrade-in-arms beside me was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore and secretly cooked and ate his leather belt. Because of indigestion, he tossed and turned for two days.

His hands scratched the ground one by one, leaving one bloody mark after another. His fingernails were scratched off, and his bones were exposed. When he died, his whole body was twisted, and he was a year younger than me..."

Everyone listened quietly to the old man's narration, and the atmosphere in the living room seemed a bit oppressive and dull.

The old man looked at Zhou Andong: "Do you know? At that time, many of us just watched him like that, but had no way. He begged one by one, kill me, kill me.

Our platoon leader's hand holding the gun kept shaking, but he couldn't control it no matter what. No matter how hard his finger on the trigger pressed, the gun just wouldn't fire.

Finally, our deputy company commander fired the gun. He was a Shandong man, 1.9 meters tall, hugging the comrade-in-arms he had killed with his own hands and wailing..."

Speaking of this, the corners of the old man's eyes were red again: "Now you can have the good days of today, all of which were exchanged for the lives of those grandpas and grandmas of yours.

And at this time, in order for the country not to be invaded again, for our good days not to be destroyed, for us to be able to live and work in peace and contentment, and for us to be able to be happy forever, generation after generation of soldiers are guarding the frontier.

However, we are eating and drinking well in the rear, but they are hungry and cold on the frontier. It shouldn't be like this. But the country is also difficult, and some things cannot be solved just by money.

So, Dongzi, if you can really make this self-heating lunch box, so that the soldiers guarding our frontier can eat a hot meal anytime, anywhere, what does it matter if Grandpa gives you a salute for his comrades?"

"Husband!"

Seeing Jian Qiu grew up in the military compound since she was a child and had an indescribable feeling for soldiers.

She had heard a lot of what the old man said when she was a child, but listening to it again at this time, her eyes were still filled with tears.

"If you can really make this self-heating lunch box, I will unconditionally promise you one thing."

Zhou Andong's eyes lit up: "Anything?"

"Correct!" Seeing Jian Qiu nodded: "No matter what."

Zhou Andong patted his chest and said: "As long as the polyolefin synthetic material is researched, within half a year, I can make the self-heating lunch box."

"Good!" The old man shouted "good" again: "Grandpa is waiting for your good news. I want to be the first to eat this kind of self-heating lunch box."

Zhou Andong guaranteed: "When it is researched, I will personally deliver it to your hands."

"Go." Seeing Jian Qiu looked at the time: "Grandpa said, you go over once; I guess he wants to understand the situation in the disaster area."

Jian Man Man Laoyezi would look for him; Zhou Andong had already expected this.

After all, the reports submitted below must have incomplete places.

Understanding the situation from him, a personal experience who went deep into the disaster area, must be more detailed than the report.

Or rather, compared to the reports submitted below, Jian Man Man Laoyezi trusted his granddaughter-in-law's husband more. ===== CHAPTER 1657 =====