Tong's grandmother, Yong Ruhui Lan (3): Japanese soldier in Lu Yu.

When I was a child, my grandmother and I sat in the shade of a table. Grandma often told us about her youth. My grandmother's story of meeting Japanese soldiers calmly made me really admire her boldness and calmness.

Our family lives in the plain lake area, and we don't grow rice. Usually, if you need straw, you have to go to the mountain to find someone who grows rice, or buy it, or change jobs, or ask relatives on the mountain for some.

It was probably an afternoon in autumn, and my grandmother picked a cart of straw at Aunt Nanshan's house. Nanshan is dozens of miles away from home, and a pair of small-footed grandmothers have to run back and forth all day. My third aunt stayed for dinner, but my grandmother didn't have time to eat, so she prepared her own dry food. Besides, there are babies and things like that at home, so I packed a load of straw and hurried home. After several ridges, on the mountain road that was about to descend, my grandmother saw a Japanese soldier walking in front with a pike. Japanese soldiers walked and looked as if they were looking for something and stopped.

Grandma was a little scared when she saw the Japanese soldiers holding guns, but it was too late to hide, so she pretended to walk forward as if nothing had happened. When Japanese soldiers saw their grandmother, they gestured and screamed. Grandma didn't understand or understand, so she just stood there staring at him. Grandma said that the Japanese soldier didn't look big, he was sixteen or seventeen years old, almost like the boy next door, and he looked very anxious. Grandma guessed that he was probably looking for something; Grandma unloaded her baggage and took a copper rod in her hand just in case (both ends of the copper rod are equipped with iron sharp corners, which can be used as a self-defense weapon if necessary), and showed him the cloth bag she carried with her. Seeing that there was nothing in the bag except dry food and water, the Japanese soldier pointed to his mouth and made a gesture to give his grandmother water. Grandma understands that he is hungry and thirsty. Grandma quickly gave him the dry food and water bag in the bag. The Japanese soldiers wolfed down for a while.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers standing there eating, my grandmother thought she should be fine, so she picked up the burden and walked forward; Unexpectedly, the Japanese soldiers shouted loudly and scared my grandmother. I saw Japanese soldiers pointing to the burden on my grandmother's shoulders and gesturing for her to put it down. Grandma said, at that time, I began to think, what does he need poles and straw for? The Japanese soldiers took the burden, shouldered it on their shoulders and walked straight ahead. Seeing that Japanese soldiers and guns were inseparable, my grandmother thought that the hero would not suffer immediate losses, so she followed him to see where he was picking up straw. Japanese soldiers picked the straw all the way to the foot of the mountain, returned the burden to grandma, and motioned for her to move forward. The Japanese soldiers did not go forward, but turned around and returned to the hillside. Grandma realized that it was the Japanese soldiers who helped pick the straw and gave herself a ride.

I asked my grandmother, aren't you afraid of Japanese soldiers? Grandma smiled and said, what are you afraid of? He still has a gun in his hand, but it's no use being afraid. He had to bite the bullet and face it. As for why the Japanese soldiers didn't move forward when they reached the foot of the mountain, my grandmother said, I don't know why. Because of the language barrier, she never said a word to the Japanese soldiers from the hillside to the foot of the mountain.

After listening to this story, the brother next door once asked, aren't Japanese devils very bad? How could he be so kind as to help carry the burden? Grandma said that this Japanese soldier looks very young. He is a child soldier. He may be a child of a poor family and a strong man. Grandma added that there are good people and bad people everywhere; Japanese soldiers were also forced to be soldiers; Like this child soldier, his mother must be reluctant to part with him and talk about him at home.

Aunt next door said that this Japanese devil must have eaten the Baba given by her mother-in-law, saw her mother-in-law's little feet and carried the burden, so she wanted to repay her kindness. As for what this Japanese soldier thinks, none of us know. According to my grandmother's details, there should still be some gratitude.

I looked up the information about this story told by my grandmother. I learned the following historical facts:1On March 5th, 939, the Japanese invaders occupied their hometown Zhongxiang. During the occupation, they burned, killed and looted and committed heinous crimes. The book War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression Documentary of Zhongxiang recorded in detail the crimes committed by Japanese invaders in their hometown during the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression period, and the heroic story of Zhongxiang's soldiers and civilians bravely resisting aggression. My grandmother said that Japanese soldiers in Lu Yu should be1autumn of 939 or later. The Japanese invaders first occupied the county seat, and after gaining a foothold in the county seat, they expanded to various towns and villages for looting. This Japanese soldier may have been left behind that day, or he may have a task to find the lost things.

Nanshan is more than 60 miles away from the county seat, and it is also the battlefield of anti-Japanese. I remember that in the third grade of primary school, our class teacher also organized us to go to Nanshan to see the trenches at that time, tell us the story of the anti-Japanese war on Nanshan, and give us revolutionary traditional education.

As for the Japanese soldier's "thank you" behavior of helping his grandmother, I guess, first, he is still young, his conscience still exists, and he is not deeply educated by Japanese militarism; Second, he is also a poor man, forced to join the army, hates war and doesn't want to hurt the people. As for his failure to go down the mountain, I think it is also because of the anti-Japanese strength in the plain area that he dare not go forward; Or it has other tasks and can't go down the mountain. It can't wait too long.

I'm here to record my grandmother's Japanese soldier in Lu Yu, not to beautify this Japanese soldier. In any case, he is a member of the Japanese invaders, and his "righteous act" cannot hide the essence of their Japanese aggression against China. Through this story, I want to show my grandmother's generosity, courage and calmness.

My grandmother also told me a lot about the "evil deeds" of Japanese devils in her hometown: she helped others in the field and saw a group of Japanese devils coming from a distance, hiding in the wheat field without being found, and then escaped; Japanese devils fired shells at our village from Longquangang village, and grandpa next door was killed under the eaves before he could run. The Japanese devils came to the village to arrest people, and she and the villagers hid in thorns to avoid disaster. ...

Every time I finish these stories, my grandmother always laments the new society, saying that the * * * Production Party and Chairman Mao turned over and liberated them, got the land, lived and worked in peace and contentment, and was no longer afraid: I was worried that Japanese devils would come to the village to rob and kill people again, that reactionaries would come to arrest young people again, and that bandits would come home at night to grab food and things.

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Now I want to hear grandma talk about the past, and I can't hear it anymore.

Stay calm like water, and then your mind will fly.