In Gaojia Village, the wheat is ripe, and every household is busy harvesting it. Due to the deliberate sabotage of the Japs, more than half of the wheat that had just been filled was destroyed by the Japs, so this year's grain output will be significantly reduced!

The time to replant potatoes has passed, but there is still time to replant sweet potatoes. Gao Dashuan and his family hastily harvested the wheat and replanted the sweet potato seedlings. They will still be able to harvest another crop of sweet potatoes years ago.

"You damn little devil, if you can't defeat the Eighth Route Army, you'll endanger the farmers' food. You won't die a good death!"

Gao Da Shuan Niang should now be called Ma Fendi. This name carries a strong revolutionary character as soon as she hears it. It was given by Comrade Zhao Zhiqian. She didn't know many words, so she couldn't even give her a name.

Sorry, Ergaoda didn't bother the two of them in the end, so he could only hold his nose and admit it.

At that time, Ergeda comforted himself and said:

"In the past, the only people who could name people were scholars. To give a name, at least two buckets of grain were required. Now Comrade Zhao Zhiqian can also give names, saving two buckets of grain. Officially,

People, bankers can’t afford to offend them!”

Zhao Zhiqian also gave Gao Dashuan's grandma a name. Her name was Liu Huaihua. The day she got married from Liujia Village was when the locust tree in front of her house was in bloom.

As people get older, they miss those things from their youth especially, as clearly as before their eyes, the dog’s name is Gao Yongjun, and the flower’s name is Gao Xiaohua;

At this point, Gao Dashuan's family all had their own names. Although Er Geda didn't say anything, he still went to the butcher shop to cut half a catty of meat, and the family had a meal of dumplings.

In Ergoda's view, the whole family has a name. In the past, it was all a landlord's house. As the head of the family, he still felt very respectable, so he gritted his teeth and cut off half a catty of meat!

"Ms. Da Shuan, hurry up and harvest the wheat. After harvesting the wheat, you are still waiting to plant the sweet potato vines. If you scold the Japanese, you will kill them!"

"Ms. Da Shuan, I'm talking about you. Didn't you hear me? Are you still confused?"

Ergaoda's voice rose a little higher, but Da Shuanniang still pretended not to hear.

"Dad, you have to call me my mother's name, otherwise she won't pay attention to you."

Zhao Zhiqian tried to smooth things over, but Ergoda then remembered that the old lady would not talk to anyone unless she was called by her name, and the head of the house was not easy to use!

"The land is divided, can we work now?"

Ergaoda once again chose to give in. This is the new rule of the Gao family. You must call him by name. You can no longer call the mother, the mother, the mother, or the dogs of the Dashuan family. Even dogs of several years old are not allowed to be called.

No one is allowed to call him by his nickname, he must be called Ma Yongjun!

The horse divided the land and then calmed down and continued to cut wheat.

The family must harvest more wheat before dark. Although the wheat production has been seriously reduced this year, the family can still have enough to eat.

"Mom, the Eighth Route Army! The Eighth Route Army is coming!"

Ma Yongjun, who was helping to pick wheat ears in the field, shouted excitedly that the Eighth Route Army is now very popular in the entire Gaojia Village, just like meeting relatives.

Ma Fendi and Zhao Zhiqian both straightened up and saw that it was indeed the Eighth Route Army. It seemed like the big Eighth Route Army man who had helped them build their house before.

"Mom, that's Commander Chu. I saw him when I was on the way to the front!"

The sharp-eyed Zhao Zhiqian recognized Chu Xiong at a glance, making it impossible for him to continue his private interview incognito.

"Zhao Zhiqian, what are you talking about? The Eighth Route Army who helped our family build a house was Captain Chu?"

Ergaoda was a little trembling when he spoke excitedly. He didn't know it before, but he didn't feel it before. Now that he knows it, it's not easy to speak.

"That's Captain Chu. He can't be on the same level as the county master. He built a house for us. The ancestors of the old Gao family have appeared. What a shame!"

"He's really a piece of shit. The Eighth Route Army doesn't like this. He'll have to be called a comrade soon."

Since following Comrade Zhao Zhiqian in participating in several Women's Rescue Association activities, Ma Fendi's consciousness has already thrown Ergaodao into the wheat field.

"Uncle, aunt, we are harvesting wheat!"

"Just call me Comrade Eighth Route Army, please keep it secret!"

Ma Fendi reminded Er Geda in a low voice, and Er Geda then suppressed the words "Master of the regiment".

"Comrade Eighth Route Army is here again!"

As the head of the family, Ergeda also sent a greeting to Chu Xiong. Although Ma Fendi had a name, the head of the family still had to come forward for such a big event as receiving the leader of the Eighth Route Army.

Many things are deeply ingrained in our bones and cannot be changed easily.

Chu Xiong and others brought sickles, and after saying hello, they naturally helped cut the wheat. Ergaoda tried to stop them several times, but never said a word.

I didn't know that he was the group leader, but now he is not able to speak clearly.

"Uncle, it looks like the grain production has dropped a lot this year."

"Comrade Eighth Route Army, there's enough to eat, there's enough to eat!"

Er Geda didn't talk much at ordinary times, but his words were very simple. He didn't mention the Japs harming the crops in front of the Eighth Route Army. In his opinion, the Eighth Route Army could drive away the bloody Japs. Lao Gao's family, old and young, were all here. This was already

Very contented.

Chu Xiong was instantly moved by Uncle Gao's words. Not only did he not blame the Eighth Route Army, he didn't even mention the Japanese calamity, he only said that there was enough to eat.

These are our most simple people in Huashi. During the Battle of Wangjiawa, thousands of people in the base area took the initiative to help transport ammunition, food, and the wounded. This ensured that the Eighth Route Army had enough artillery shells and explosive packs at the critical moment of the encirclement and annihilation war.

Cover the enemy with firepower!

No matter how many soldiers have been sacrificed, this is the power of the people, as Mr. Chen said -

Victory was achieved by the people in the base area using wheelbarrows!

Chu Xiong said movedly:

"Uncle, aunt, Brother Da Shuan, and Comrade Zhao Zhiqian, thank you for your support. Without you pulling the carts to deliver ammunition and supplies to the Eighth Route Army, and without you taking care of the wounded, the Eighth Route Army would not be able to eliminate the Japanese. The Eighth Route Army would have to thank you."

"Thank you, we are all our own family. Only by fighting off the devils can we live a peaceful life."

Ergeda's answer was as simple as his appearance, without any pretense.

"Uncle, you are right. We are a family. We fight the Japanese together and harvest the crops together after we fight away the Japanese. We want to make our lives prosperous!"

"Yes, yes!"

After Ergaoda finished speaking, he continued to bend down and cut the wheat. For him, he said more today than he had said in the previous month.

Chu Xiong said no more and continued to help cut the wheat. With the participation of Chu Xiong and others, the speed of cutting the wheat was obviously much faster, and pieces of golden wheat were laid down on the ground...

At the same time, some officers and soldiers of the garrison battalion and the fourth battalion, about 1,500 people, walked to the fields of the base area with guns on their backs and various wheat-cutting tools in their hands, and together with the people, they cut pieces of wheat.

Pour, thresh, and transport home

Although this year's wheat production has been significantly reduced, the laughter in the fields has not diminished. There are harmonious scenes of military and civilian families everywhere, working together to build a beautiful home...
Chapter completed!