Hakka boor

Chapter No.17 Special Care

Political Commissar Ma closed his eyes and lay quietly on the simple camp bed, silently enduring my fingering and palming.

In fact, I didn't particularly learn this technique, mainly because I helped my father massage more times before, coupled with my father's patient guidance, and slowly explored it.

The room of Political Commissar Ma is private, and many people don't know what we are doing.But we're not doing anything either.What else can two big men do?What's more, it's on the battlefield now, even if Commissar Ma is the same kind of person as us, then I have Brother Pao, and I won't accept it anymore.I just think of him as my elder, like a father.

Because my father died early, I have a special affection for middle-aged people who are kind to me, just like my own relatives.

If only my father hadn't passed away, I wouldn't be afraid of being bullied.

Thinking of this moment, my tears fell involuntarily.I have to hold back, I can't be so sad, now is the day of war, and I have to abandon all family distractions.

Hey, I'm just thinking about things, why did my hand get down there?

That hard, mountain-like bulge, I was too careless.

Fortunately, Commissar Ma is a very easy-going person. If he were the head of the regiment, he would have slapped me long ago.

I didn't dare to look at the uplift. If I watched too much, I was afraid that my spring heart would be turbulent and I would be unable to control it. How bad it would be for the political commissar of the horse.

Fortunately, he didn't wake up, he was still asleep, and he was still sound asleep...

Go to sleep, go to sleep, since he entered the battlefield, he hasn't had a good rest at all, either to arrange the author's plan, or to communicate with his superiors.

The body is the capital of the revolution, and only after rest can we better command and fight.

This cave is very humid. If you live in it for a long time, it will be very bad for Commissar Ma's waist.Especially because he still suffers from gallstones, and it hurts when he urinates, which is very uncomfortable.

I know that these problems are the root causes of years of field training and fighting, and it will be very difficult to get rid of them.But if it can be well maintained, the chances of committing crimes will be reduced.

I want to do my best to help the political commissar, otherwise how can I repay him for meeting him?

My hands still haven't stopped, I have been giving the political commissar a full body massage, I want him to rest well, and temporarily forget the suffering and everything here...

Suddenly, Commissar Ma opened his eyes, which startled me.

"Political commissar, it's still early, why are you awake?" I asked shyly.

"What are you talking about? Look, I'm tall here, how can I sleep?" Political Commissar Ma pointed to his lower body.

I don't know what to say, I just stood there, blushing, like a child who did something wrong, waiting to be punished.

"Why is your face red? Are you injured?" Commissar Ma touched my face and looked at me kindly.

I shook my head. In fact, I knew he was asking the question knowingly.

"I see, you must be missing your brother Pao, right? I know everything about you and him, but please rest assured, he will be fine, he is so good, he will definitely protect himself." Commissar Ma was comforting me.

Who is not worried?Going to that strange place, and doing something like a spy, is very dangerous.

"Political commissar, I want to go together. You see, Brother Pao and the others don't know how to play with the new walkie-talkie imported from Germany. I have learned it, so you can let me go. If you still use the old walkie-talkie, the signal is not good. Said, and the enemy and we probably use the same frequency, then any news of ours will be eavesdropped by the enemy, how bad it is!" I am trying to join their operations.

"Oh, what you are talking about is really a problem. I have to discuss it with the head of the regiment immediately." Political commissar Ma wanted to sit up.

I gave the political commissar a hand, but my hand just touched his chest, which was firm and elastic.

I smiled embarrassedly.

"Political commissar, you want to find me? What's the matter?" At this time, it was Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrived.The leader lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Oh, I didn't say anything. It's just that Xiao Liu asked me a question. It's very urgent, and it concerns the safety of the Death Squad." Political Commissar Ma said quickly.

"What exactly is it?" The leader couldn't wait, and asked quickly.

"It's like this, Commander, our walkie-talkie is very old, the frequency range is very close, and the effect is not very good, often can't hear the signal. Now we have not issued a new one, it is imported from Germany, but only Xiao Liu knows how to use it, and he asked to join the battle and complete special missions with them." Political Commissar Ma said.

"That's it, then we have to agree to his request. If they successfully complete the task, then we will give them credit and rewards." The team leader agreed.

I was very happy to hear that, the head of the group could agree with me to go together, I really didn't expect it.

I glanced at Political Commissar Ma, and he hasn't agreed yet.If he can nod his head, then there's nothing wrong with the matter.

At this time, he squinted at me and said: "Since the leader has no objection, I have no objection, but there is one thing, that is, pay attention to safety, you must come back alive, and come back alive, you can't fall A hair."

"Yes, thank you head and political commissar." My wish finally came true.

At this time, Company Commander Zhong Hu also brought several top picks.

But Brother Pao came in with a lot of clothes from the Vietnamese army.

Everyone is very strange, why is this person different from others?

☆. Briefly introduce the Hakka people

Briefly introduce the Hakkas

A friend asked, what is a Hakka?Now give a brief introduction to your friends.

The Hakka people are a Han nationality with distinctive characteristics, and it is also one of the Han nationality with the widest distribution and the most far-reaching influence in the world.They live in Meizhou, Heyuan, Huiyang and other counties in Guangdong, and in parts of Jiangxi, Sichuan, Guangxi, Hunan, Taiwan, Hainan, and Fujian, covering more than 120 counties.The ancestors lived in the Yellow River Basin. In the late Western Jin Dynasty (the beginning of the 4th century) and the late Tang Dynasty (the end of the 9th century), a large number of people went south due to wars. After the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty in the 1270s, it moved to Jiangxi, Fujian, Guangdong and other places.They call themselves "Hakka" or "Lairen" to distinguish them from the locals.

Hakka is one of the Chinese dialects, which retains a lot of ancient Chinese phonology.

Hakka folk songs have a unique style.

Hakka people maintain their own customs and traditions in the areas where they live together.

In modern times, after the failure of the Taiping Rebellion, many Hakkas were forced to disperse in a wider area, and some migrated to Taiwan, Hong Kong, or lived in Nanyang.

Brief background of the story: The first volume mainly talks about the camaraderie between the sent-down educated youth and the local Hakka men during the period of going to the countryside.

The second volume describes the war-torn years during the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam in 1979.

Because the above periods are relatively sensitive, the writing is a bit vague, mainly because I am afraid that the article will be harmonized.These two volumes are the upper part of this novel.

Many people don't know about the events of that period, usually only their parents know about them. For those born in the 70s, 80s or 90s, it is a relatively long story, and it seems to be more difficult.I hope my friends will be patient, thank you!