Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 860
Chairman Takashima is a headache for the accompanying comrades, he doesn't like to see the places they are going to take him to visit.

In fact, Qian Xiaobao understood them very well, but he was not interested in those glamorous places, he just wanted to visit those places with his memories.

In summer, it dawned very early, Qian Xiaobao quietly got up at four o'clock in the morning, put on his clothes and slipped outside the Modern Hotel.

There are only people sweeping the streets and driving carts to bring vegetables into the city.

Qian Xiaobao walked on the street for a while and came to the outside of the original special city park. Seeing the park's iron gate slowly open, he walked into the park with his hands behind his back.

The layout of the entire park remained unchanged, and Qian Xiaobao walked directly from the small bridge to the island in the middle of the lake.

Sitting on the bench, Qian Xiaobao took out a cigarette and smoked it beautifully.

He often came here in the 40s and took over with Schulz here.

Listening to the singing of birds in the trees and breathing in the fresh air, Qian Xiaobao felt very comfortable. In the Northeast dialect, it was very energetic.

There was the sound of a big broom sweeping the floor, Qian Xiaobao turned his head and saw a fat old man bent over and sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom.

When he was in front of Qian Xiaobao, the old man straightened up and looked at Qian Xiaobao.

"After I finish smoking this cigarette, I throw it in the trash can." Qian Xiaobao said.

But the fat old man just kept staring at him.

The fat old man suddenly approached Qian Xiaobao and asked mysteriously, "When did you come out?"

"It's been a while since I came out." Qian Xiaobao replied blankly.

The fat old man nodded and asked, "Is the policy implemented?"

Qian Xiaobao has always been concerned about the news from China, so he also knows the meaning of implementing the policy.

"Implemented!" Qian Xiaobao replied.

"How much did you pay?" the fat old man asked again.

"Three, three or four thousand." Qian Xiaobao replied hesitantly.

"So many!" the fat old man exclaimed.

"Haven't you recognized me yet? Back then, Wang Haitao went to Harbin alone to hang out with Beggar Hanako. Wasn't it Wang Haitao and I who came to Harbin to look for him? Do you remember?" the fat old man asked.

Qian Xiaobao thought about it and said, "Back then, both Wang Haibin and his brother Sha Tao died at the hands of the Japanese, and only Zhou Chen escaped. You are Zhou Chen! But you have changed too much."

But after he came back, everyone he saw had changed a lot. Compared with Zhang Fa, Wu Zhanghang, these people were very different from before.

"You finally remembered!" Zhou Chen said happily.

He took out a box of grape brand cigarettes and handed one to Qian Xiaobao. Qian Xiaobao took the cigarette and took a puff with the match that Zhou Chen was wiping.

"Come with me, we finally meet and have a good chat!" Zhou Chen said.After speaking, he carried the broom and walked ahead, Qian Xiaobao stood up and followed behind.

After crossing the small bridge, Zhou Chen walked to a small earthen house at the corner of the park.Don't unlock the door and go straight in.

"You live here?" Qian Xiaobao asked looking at a small kang and a table covered with grease.

"It's not bad. The park leader knew that I had no place to go alone, so they asked me to do some odd jobs here to pay some living expenses. It can be regarded as a temporary worker." Zhou Chen said.

Seeing Qian Xiaobao sitting on the kang, Zhou Chen suddenly thought of an important question.

"After implementing the policy, do you count as retirement or retirement?" Zhou Chen asked.

Qian Xiaobao really didn't want to say that he came back from Japan, so he hesitated and replied: "Is it considered retirement?"

Zhou Chen's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he is a cadre if he retires!

"Do you have a way to talk to me?" Zhou Chen asked.

"What did you say?" Qian Xiaobao asked puzzled.

At this time, Zhou Chen had already started to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find things. He opened the lid of the box in the corner and took out a bag from it.Take a closer look at the burden, which is a piece of torn clothes wrapped in something.

Zhou Chen unbuttoned the two sleeves of his clothes and opened the bundle, revealing a thick stack of yellowed paper inside.

"It was given to me by an old secret agent of the Anti-Japanese Federation! He said that one day these things would be handed over to the organization, but I couldn't find a way." Zhou Chen said.

Qian Xiaobao looked down at what was written on the manuscript paper, and gradually became fascinated by it.

"This old guy fell on the ground while sweeping the floor and couldn't get up. When I found him, he didn't even have a heartbeat." Zhou Chen said with a sigh.

After a long time, Qian Xiaobao asked: "These things could never have been written in a short period of time. How did he tell you when he wrote them?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"He said that everyone here is a hero. If you don't write it down, no one will remember it. How about it, can you hand in these things?" Zhou Chen said.

"I'll think of a way, you wait for my news." Qian Xiaobao replied vaguely.

Hearing what Qian Xiaobao said, Zhou Chen was happy.He finally met a reliable person today.

"I think you came in at five o'clock in the morning? You must have not eaten yet. I will arrange for you today! What do you want to eat?" Zhou Chen asked.

"Daguozi, another bowl of jelly." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Where should I eat? On time, it must be on time!" Zhou Chen said.After speaking, he went out in a hurry.

Qian Xiaobao sat blankly, and looked down at a few pages of manuscript paper. The content on it was about the writer's experience of engaging in revolutionary activities in the Northeast since the 20s, who was the referrer for joining the party, and who was involved in the underground Work.Due to too much content in the description, Qian Xiaobao only looked at the front and did not look back. If he could see the experience in Mishan written by Lao Zhang, he would guess who the author was!
Zhou Chen came back, holding a bottle of Yuquan Baijiu in one hand and a piece of pork head wrapped in newspaper in the other.

Using a kitchen knife to cut the pork head into pieces of different sizes and put them on the plate, Zhou Chen invited Qian Xiaobao to drink.

"Drinking so early?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"I drink at least twice a day, and I feel like a god without any troubles!" Zhou Chen said.

"Is there no red sausage?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Those vile bastards fake everything. They use chemical fertilizers to produce bean sprouts, washing powder, and deep-fried dough sticks! Eighteen generations of ancestors will go to hell!" Zhou Chen scolded.

"Didn't you join the Eighth Team? As far as I know, most of the members of the Eighth Team died. How did you survive?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Although the Hailin Eighth Brigade was not an anti-Japanese group, it was a spontaneous anti-Japanese team that was wiped out by the Kwantung Army in [-].

"In the autumn of 400, the Japanese spies placed in the Eighth Brigade took more than [-] of us to Jiaohe to attack the Japanese forest police station. It was actually a trap! As a result, the spies led us into the Japanese encirclement. I was one of the few who rushed out!" Zhou Chen said.

Zhou Chen took a sip of wine and said enviously: "You are so kind, you can still implement the policy! But no one implements the policy for me at all. I don't want money, as long as the higher-ups admit that I will fight against Japan!"

There were many anti-Japanese teams in the Northeast back then, some originally belonged to the Northeast Army, and some were bandits who fought against the Japanese. Thousands of people died, and the Anti-Japanese Alliance was only a part of them.

The two of them drank from seven to ten in the morning, and drank a bottle of Yuquan Baijiu.Qian Xiaobao finally patted his chest and promised that apart from the matter of materials, he, a retired veteran cadre, would also help Zhou Chen implement policies!
When Qian Xiaobao walked back to the Modern Hotel in small drunken steps, the comrade who was in charge of accompanying him was in a panic. Mr. Takashima actually disappeared in Harbin.

"I went out for a walk, and I won't go out in the morning, so I need to have a good rest." Qian Xiaobao said.

In the afternoon, after Qian Xiaobao woke up, he invited the accompanying comrades over.

"I went to Zhaolin Park in the morning and met an anti-Japanese old hero, he is very amazing!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"He showed me some information and I think it is very valuable! In the future, I will invite Japanese media to report this matter here, so that the Japanese can learn more about the past history!" Chairman Takashima said solemnly.

"In the Northeast, especially in Harbin, there are many anti-Japanese histories that have not been excavated. I am very glad that Mr. Takashima has paid attention to these aspects!" said the comrade in charge of the reception.

"I suggest that you go to the old anti-Japanese hero in Zhaolin Park now, record his oral history, and sort out his written materials." Qian Xiaobao said.

The next day, people from the Anti-Japanese War Memorial Hall went to the park to find Zhou Chen and took away the written materials left by Lao Zhang.After that, Zhou Chen always went to various middle schools and elementary schools with a red scarf around his neck to give reports to the children.

Qian Xiaobao didn't see this, so he took the train back to the capital the next day.

After getting off the train, he went to Guan Bicheng's house.

Guan Bicheng has now reached retirement age and spends most of his time at home reading.Occasionally, I was invited by the research institute to solicit opinions on research projects.

"Why are you alone at home?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Now that the policy allows, my wife and daughter have gone back to England to visit their relatives." Guan Bicheng replied.

"You can also go abroad. I will sponsor you to visit the United States. Lin Zhengjiang is there!" Qian Xiaobao persuaded.

Guan Bicheng raised his head to look far away and thought for a while before shaking his head.

Experts like them who have done special research cannot go abroad for the time being.

Looking at the shabby room, the tables and chairs are all numbered, obviously they all belong to the unit. Among the three friends in the past, the counting must be completed. Young Master Guan’s family conditions are good. It can be said that he grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. Later, his father came again. The puppet Manchukuo became a high-ranking official, which is why everyone in Harbin called him Guan Xiaoye.

But now, among the three of them, it would be shabby to pass the test.

"Back then, Lin Zhengjiang had already got the news in Hong Kong that you were bringing your whole family back to the mainland. It was I who tipped off the people in China to stop you in Singapore. Otherwise, Lin Zhengjiang would definitely send your family to the island whether you like it or not. So Don't you regret coming back after many years?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Guan Bicheng shook his head and said: "After coming back, I have suffered a lot these years, but I don't regret it at all! I have made a little contribution to the country these years, and if I don't come back, what will my parents do? ? If it weren't for me, they would have died long ago!"

"Let's go, I'll invite you out for dinner! I think you invited me when I was in Harbin, but this time I'll invite you in Beijing. You can eat wherever you want!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"Not today. I didn't know you were coming. My mother-in-law will bring me food later. These days, I know my wife is not at home. She always prepares the food and sends it over." Guan Bicheng said.

"Then it will only be tomorrow daytime, and I will go back tomorrow night. After returning, Takashima Co., Ltd. will send a team to negotiate with them on investment." Qian Xiaobao said regretfully.

Things are not going well on the investment side, the world doesn't understand China, and China doesn't understand the world.Things that would have been logical in other parts of the world just didn't work here.Things that are common in China are unimaginable to foreigners.

"Is the investment going well?" Guan Bicheng asked.

"The local people have made many promises to us, but I want to write these into the contract, but they don't want to!" Qian Xiaobao replied distressedly.

At this time, there was the sound of a key opening the door, and an old lady with gray hair in her seventies came in with a basket.

"Old Guan, are there any guests at home?" the old lady said.

She put the basket on the table, took out a large aluminum lunch box from it, and opened the lunch box, which contained dumplings.

"Thanks to me wrapping some more, let's eat together." The old lady said.

Only then did she look in Qian Xiaobao's direction.

At this time, Qian Xiaobao had already stood up, and he looked at the old lady in front of him in horror!
"Sister Erya? Is it Sister Erya?" Qian Xiaobao asked with a trembling voice.

The old lady took a careful look at Qian Xiaobao and then it was as if she saw a ghost!
"It's Xiaobao?!" said the old lady.

"It's me! You've grown much older these years!" Qian Xiaobao said with emotion.

Erya's lips trembled and she was speechless for a moment.

Guan Bicheng stood aside and watched, then turned his head to look at Qian Xiaobao's photo in the frame, as if he understood something.

Erya finally recovered, she said to Qian Xiaobao: "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's eat with Director Guan."

During the meal, the atmosphere was very awkward. In order to liven up the atmosphere, Guan Bicheng brought up the matter of business negotiations, and Qian Xiaobao repeated his meaning again.

Erya said angrily, "Why do you have to write it on paper? Can the words of the leader not be counted? You are just like this. You have always only believed in yourself and refused to trust anyone else!"

Qian Xiaobao didn't refute, but just listened quietly and said: "If I knew you were here in advance, I would have come to find out where Master Qi is buried first, and I would burn a few pieces of paper for the old man if I said anything!"

After eating, Erya packed her things and went downstairs with a basket, Qian Xiaobao and Guan Bicheng sent her out.

Erya suddenly turned around and asked Qian Xiaobao: "I heard people say that you black-hearted foreign capitalists even pour milk into the sewer and refuse to give the workers a sip! Xiaobao, your business is bigger now, but you still have to be kind! Workers are human beings, and it is not easy for them, so treat them better!"

Qian Xiaobao didn't know what to say other than nodding to Erya.

Looking at the back of Er Ya going away, Qian Xiaobao murmured: "There are too many old people, some things seem to be just yesterday, but everyone is old!"

"We are all old, only you are not old!" Guan Bicheng said from the side.

"Yes, I didn't suffer so much." Qian Xiaobao replied.

For some reason, Qian Xiaobao was a little ashamed of this.

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