The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

It was also very important to go to the local village to coordinate the exchange of food, so Zhang Liechen let Sun Zhong, who had always handled things safely, go.

Sun Zhong was in charge of the military supplies of the entire northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps, and there were no mistakes. After getting the task, he didn't dare to neglect. He immediately brought two guards and went straight to the nearest Qingshan village.

Qingshan Village is located at the foot of Xiaoqingshan Mountain. Although it is close to the bandit Heilang Village, they hand in food on time every year. Heilang Village adheres to the principle that rabbits don’t eat grass beside their nests, but they don’t care much about Qingshan Village. scourge.

There are only a few dozen families in Qingshan Village, and the houses are scattered high and low, hidden by the woods, and some reclaimed land is around their houses.

Now the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps stayed in the two private camps near Heilangzhai, and some people built residences not far from Qingshan Village, and reclaimed wasteland to grow food.

After the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps arrived at Xiaoqingshan, the military discipline was strict and they did not commit any crimes. It did not have much impact on the local villagers. Even the people who reclaimed wasteland looked for unowned land to reclaim.

When Sun Zhong appeared in Qingshan Village with two guards, the simple villagers of Qingshan Village were taken aback, and the village elder hurriedly greeted them.

The first thousand and 250 chapters of the three transactions

Although the folk customs of Qingshan Village are simple and honest, they have always maintained a little bit of vigilance when the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps arrived here.

Hearing that the members of the Subei Guerrilla Corps had arrived, the people in Qingshan Village were all talking, wondering if they should be asked to hand over the food.

After all, when Heilang Village was still there, they would come to the village regularly to collect food, and would take away some of the pigs and sheep raised by the villagers.

Fortunately, the people in Heilang Village did not kill chickens to extract eggs, and always left some rations for the village every time. Although it was not much, it would not let the villagers starve to death.

Compared with the days of war and chaos outside the mountain, the people of Qingshan Village would rather be exploited by Heilang Village rather than leave here to take risks outside the mountain.

After all, although living in dire straits in the mountains, there is still a way to survive. If you go outside the mountains, you may die.

However, in such turbulent years, after the northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps was defeated in Huaiyin and retreated into the mountains, the mountains also became restless, and Qingshan Village could no longer stay out of it.

When the village elder heard that the Subei Guerrilla Corps had come to the village, he thought it was to collect food, so while welcoming them out, he sent people to notify each household to prepare food.

The villagers had handed over food to Heilang Village before, and there was not much left, but now, in order to save their lives, although they were extremely reluctant, they had to take out the remaining food and prepared to hand it over to the Subei Guerrilla Corps in exchange for a share. stable.

"I didn't know that the distinguished guest came to visit, and I was far away from welcoming you. Please forgive me."

The elderly villager is a highly respected person in the village. In this village without a village head, he can be regarded as a manager on weekdays. At this moment, he is wearing a washed white robe, surrounded by a few wealthy households in the village, and soon Greeted out of the village.

Quartermaster Sun Zhong only brought two guards with him. They came to the village to exchange for seeds, so they behaved very politely. Instead of breaking into the village, they waited at the entrance of the village.

"Sun Zhong, the Quartermaster of the Northern Subei Guerrilla Corps, please don't take offense at the uninvited and presumptuous presence this time." Sun Zhong also tried his best to keep himself a little more amiable.

Hearing that Sun Zhong declared his family name, and that he was also a quartermaster, the people who came out of the village to greet him were all shocked, thinking that they guessed right, Sun Zhong came to the village to collect grain.

"What do you want to say, sir, please come to the village—"

The village elder glanced behind Sun Zhong and the others, and found that there were no officers and soldiers hiding, so he invited Sun Zhong and the others into the village suspiciously.

Sun Zhong came here because he had something to do, so he didn't refuse, he just followed the village elder and others into the village.

Along the way, many thin-skinned villagers stood under their eaves, looking at Sun Zhong and the others from a distance. Many of them had indifference on their faces, as if they did not welcome them.

While talking with the village elders and others, Sun Zhong was also secretly looking at the situation in the village. He saw that the villagers were wearing tattered clothes, sallow and emaciated, obviously malnourished, and seemed to be living in poverty.

"Grandpa, have the harvests in the mountains been okay in the past two years?" Sun Zhong asked the village elders about the situation.

"The weather is good and the weather is good, and the arrival is barely passable." The village elder answered truthfully.

"But I came all the way and saw that the villagers in the village are all pale and thin. What's going on?" Sun Zhong asked suspiciously.

After hearing Sun Zhong's words, the village elder was also taken aback. He thought it was Sun Zhong who asked the question knowingly, but seeing Sun Zhong's puzzled face, he sighed and explained.

"Although there are no natural disasters, there are human disasters."

"Man-made disaster?"

"Sir, I don't know that our village is close to the Heilang Village. At least [-]% of the grain grown every year must be handed over to the Heilang Village. Food, it’s good to be able to make ends meet..."

After hearing the village elder's words, Sun Zhong was also full of anger. He thought the bandits were just robbing rich families, but who knew that these bandits plucked their hair so much that they would not spare ordinary people.

The little devils invaded China and bullied the people. Instead of killing the enemy and serving the country, these bandits also followed the example of the little devils and bullied the people. This undoubtedly aggravated the suffering of the people.

"Old man, we have wiped out the bandits in Heilang village. From now on, you don't have to hand over the grain to the bandits. You can keep the grain you grow, and you can have enough to eat." Sun Zhong watched the suffering The people comforted me.

"Well, who can tell what will happen after this..."

The village elder glanced at Sun Zhong and the others, shook his head, his tone full of helplessness.

Soon Sun Zhong and the others arrived at the village's hometown and sat down. The village elders hurriedly arranged to kill chickens for cooking and entertain Sun Zhong and the others.

"Grandpa, don't worry about it, we've already had dinner." Sun Zhong said hastily.

"Then how can we do it? Our Qingshan Village doesn't have any delicacies from mountains and seas, sir, don't dislike it."

The village elder also wanted to pay less when handing over food, so he wanted to improve the relationship with Sun Zhong.

But how did he know that although the purpose of Sun Zhong's visit this time was food, it was not to expropriate the village's grain, but to exchange grain.

The village elder insisted on boiling water and cooking, and warmly entertained Sun Zhong and the others, but Sun Zhong and the others were busy changing grain and farming, so how could they care about eating.

Under Sun Zhong's repeated insistence, the village elder gave up the idea of ​​boiling water for cooking.

"The officer sat down for a while. I have already notified each household to prepare food, and it will be delivered later. However, there is really no food left in our village, so the quantity is not very large."

Seeing that Sun Zhong and the others insisted on not eating, they could only pour tea for them and talk with them.

After hearing what the village elder said, Sun Zhong was also taken aback. Did the village know that they were coming to exchange food?

But after thinking about it, it turned out to be wrong. They had just negotiated a plan to exchange grain that was not suitable for farming in dry land to the village. Qingshan Village shouldn't know about it.

When Sun Zhong looked at the village elders and the wealthy householders who sat with them respectfully but panicked, he soon realized that the feeling was that the village regarded their Subei guerrilla corps as the same people as Heilangzhai.

Seeing that there was a misunderstanding, Sun Zhong also smiled wryly, and hastily stated his intention of coming straight to the point.

"Isn't the officer here to collect food?"

After hearing Sun Zhong's words, the village elders and wealthy households were also stunned, their faces full of disbelief.

"Of course I didn't come to collect food, otherwise, how could I bring two guards with me." Sun Zhong said with a smile.

"The rice seeds we brought into the mountains cannot be planted in the mountains. Seeing that the spring plowing is coming to an end, we went to the village hoping to exchange for some grain..."

"Sir, you should have said earlier, since you want to grow grain, just give me an order, and I'll send someone to send you a few loads."

The village elder's expression became much more relaxed. Since it was not a grain collection, they could still get some grain.

"Grandpa, to be honest, the amount of grain grown in a few dans is too small."

"Then I don't know how much the officer needs?" the village elder asked.