Even if I am with my relatives, nothing will change. Maybe it will be even more difficult to make ends meet because I have more mouths to talk to.
I have thought about this principle many times before, but today I was so moved that I ignored it for a moment.
The Jianlu were all harmed by the Jianlu.
Yang Daman gritted his teeth and wished he could kill Jianlu now. He wished Dongjiang Town could launch a counterattack now, wipe out Jianlu and liberate his relatives and all the Liao people who were ruled by Jianlu.
"If there is a good harvest next year, I guess I can raise pigs at home." The topic among the comrades has not left the big fat pig, because it has been too long.
Yes, there is no problem in raising pigs if there is another good harvest. Yang Daman, who has participated in the autumn harvest in Juntun, has an accurate judgment on this.
He already has ten acres of land, which he leaves to his relatives, so that they can have enough food and clothing, just like him. Although this is just hope, it is the motivation to support Yang Daman.
Yang Daman turned over and sat up, and interjected: "Actually, raising pigs doesn't require much grain. Feeding pigs grass just means they need to be raised longer."
"Can't you just feed the pigs grass?" Someone said doubtfully: "You have to add some leftovers."
"If there are ten acres of land and a family of three, there will always be some food left over to feed the pigs." Yang Daman said, "Let's just talk about potatoes. Once cooked, they are good for feeding the pigs."
"If you have twenty acres of land, you need to raise a cow so that a family of three can cultivate it."
The comrades talked enthusiastically, not only about the big fat pigs, but also about the strong cattle.
Ninety percent of the soldiers are from farmers' families, and the fields are what they pursue and what they rely on to feed their families.
Retaking the Golden State has made most people's dreams come true. But this is just the beginning, just food and clothing. Ten acres is nothing, twenty acres, fifty acres, hundreds of acres, the more the better.
Only when you have hope can you have motivation; without a leader, you just lie down and resign yourself to fate.
The recovery of Jinzhou and a series of policies and measures gave the soldiers and civilians of Dongjiang Town an opportunity to realize their hopes and gave them greater motivation.
For soldiers, the Nanguan Defense Line is what they must defend. Because it is not only related to their life and death and military exploits, but also their relatives and friends who they must protect with all their strength.
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Dalian.
The snow was not as heavy as Nanguan, but it fell in a thin layer.
Axiu was sitting by the kang, sewing socks for her man. She had already made more than a dozen pairs, but she still felt they were not enough.
Fujino Hide was reading to Ronger at the small kang table, teaching her how to read more words.
Rong'er was a little absent-minded, and from time to time glanced at the two kittens huddled at the end of the kang. They were brought back from Shandong by her secret request to Fujino Hide.
The two kittens were only a few months old. They were fluffy, cute, and extremely cute. Not only Ronger couldn't put it down, but Axiu and Fujino Hide also loved them.
Finally finished speaking, Rong'er felt as if she had received an amnesty, and immediately climbed to the kang and picked up the cat, wondering about it endlessly.
Fujino Hide shook his head, sensing that Rong'er was not paying attention to his studies, but he didn't say much. He just reminded with a smile: "Don't just play around and forget about your homework."
Rong'er agreed happily, but who knew whether she would listen or not.
"And -" Fujino Hide felt helpless and said: "Don't always take the cat outside. Madam Mao has taken care of it. I have to ask someone to get it from Shandong. If others want it too, how troublesome do you think it is?"
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This is a residential area for officers, and they all have high-ranking titles. Not every officer's wife is like Axiu. There are many who don't work and have free time to play with cats and dogs.
"I know, I won't take them out." Ronger really listened to her this time. At that time, Mao Shen revealed that she wanted one, but she was frightened.
Fujino Ying packed up his books, glanced at Axiu, and said with concern: "Sister Xiu, please take a rest! Weren't the socks for your husband sent by someone a few days ago?"
Axiu smiled and said: "Idle time is idle, I'm not tired."
After a pause, she sighed softly and said: "We are going to fight again. I wonder when I can come back? Maybe I will be out during the New Year."
For children, being able to eat good food during the New Year is the simplest idea they look forward to during the New Year. But for people with families, the most meaningful thing is reunion.
Fujino Hide also missed Guo Dajing, but at this time, as the commander of the Nanguan defense line, he could not leave his post without authorization.
"If you want to fight, hurry up, Jianlu is really annoying." Rong'er added casually, feeling quite upset that Brother Jing couldn't come back to eat dumplings together during the Chinese New Year.
Fujino Hide chuckled. Although these childish words were true, no one could influence them.
But what is gratifying is that neither Axiu, Ronger, nor the people around them showed panic about the war.
Carloads of weapons and ammunition were continuously transported to Nanguan, and militias from villages and towns along the way were also mobilized to join the transport team.
The news of the approaching war was not kept secret, but the mood of the people was relatively stable, and there was no sign of disruption to production and life.
Confidence comes from the tens of thousands of troops on the Nanguan Defense Line, from the stability of military families, and from the normal lives of military family members...
Nervousness is inevitable, but the absence of panic is the biggest change and exciting progress.
The government's actions have also given the people reassurance. The preferential care policy for the Chinese New Year has been promulgated, and each family can receive several kilograms of noodles and several kilograms of meat.
Whether it's pork, mutton, or whale meat, it's the happiest thing for people to be able to eat dumplings during the New Year.
"If my husband is too busy to come back during the Chinese New Year, shall we go to Nanguan to accompany him?" Fujino Hide approached Axiu, blinking his big eyes and asking for advice.
Axiu's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again, and she said: "Other officers and soldiers have not taken over their families, so my husband will definitely not agree."
Fujino Hide also understood this truth and had no choice but to sigh helplessly.
"Let's make the dumplings in advance, freeze them, and then ask someone to deliver them to the husband." Axiu thought of a good idea and said, "The dumplings outside are not to his taste."
Fujino Hide nodded repeatedly and said: "Wrap more kinds of fillings, mutton, pork, fish, we will wrap them all."
Axiu agreed with a smile, and discussed with Fujino Hide to prepare the ingredients tomorrow and start making dumplings.
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Mao Wenlong returned to his home in the wind and snow, had a hot meal, and leaned comfortably in his chair, enjoying the rare comfort.
The feeling at home is different, making people feel relaxed involuntarily.
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There was a faint fragrance in his nose. Mao Shen sat aside, holding the cat, and talked nonchalantly about the trivial matters of life during this period.
The war will continue for a long time, but this leisurely life atmosphere has already arrived?
Looking at the extra furniture and furnishings in the house, Mao Wenlong felt a little unreal in this warm and relaxing atmosphere.
"My father came back once, put the purchased goods into the warehouse, left some money, and left in a hurry again." Mao Shen touched the kitten's head and said with a smile: "The raw silk for the Japanese is still there. One ship is missing."
Mao Wenlong slightly chinned his head and said: "Tell Mr. Shen that money is an external possession. Don't suffer the consequences of being bumpy on the sea all the time. The risks of sailing on the sea are not small."
Mao Shen said: "My father said, it's just that he will be busy and tired at first. When the road is opened, he won't have to run around himself anymore."
Mao Wenlong pondered for a moment, pointed around and said, "Don't buy any more things. They are all gifts from others, right? I have to repay this favor."
Mao Shen quickly said: "I was given money, not for free. Some of the furniture was made by the carpentry workshop for the officers' homes, and every family has it."
Mao Wenlong naturally knows the meaning of giving money. It is originally worth ten taels, but he wants one penny. The purpose is to make you feel at ease.
No longer entangled in the matter, Mao Wenlong said slowly: "Can you get used to living here? I plan to move the headquarters to Jinzhou."
"I'm used to it." Mao Shen's face was filled with joy and he kept saying, "Fujino Hide and Lin Wan'er are both my good friends. They are much happier than on Pidao."
Mao Wenlong asked casually, and the answer had already been obtained from Mao Shen's mental state.
"My husband is coming home now, so he must not have to fight anymore?" Mao Shen felt a little relieved, but her guess was wrong.
Mao Wenlong shook his head and said: "The battle must be fought, and it will be around the Chinese New Year. It's just that the eunuch overseeing the army is coming to Nanguan, and I don't want to see him."
Mao Shen quickly asked: "Does your husband still want to go to Nanguan to take command?"
Mao Wenlong stroked his beard and chin and said: "As soon as the war started, I, the coach, had no reason to sit at home. Although, I am very relieved about the commander-in-chief of the Nanguan Defense Line."
Mao Shen was a little helpless and said: "Then just rest at home these days, and I will ask the cook to prepare delicious food for you in different ways."
Mao Wenlong smiled and said: "What's the trick? Just have a regular meal at home, and I just want to hide and be quiet at home."
"The changes are not seven plates and eight bowls, it's the same as a regular meal." Mao Shen explained with a smile and said: "It just so happened that the theater troupe was also formed, so I went with my husband to listen to something new. "
Theater troupe?!
Mao Wenlong was a little surprised and asked: "Where did the troupe come from and who paid for it? The Lin family or the Guo family?"
"They were not invited from outside, they were recruited from the people of Jinzhou." Mao Shen said with a smile: "They were organized by the government and paid for them to tour the villages and towns in Jinzhou."
Mao Wenlong blinked and understood immediately.
This should be a means of publicity and encouragement, and the performance will definitely be very helpful in boosting people's morale. Guo Dajing probably came up with this crazy idea.
Well, letting the common people listen to a play and get education is definitely much better than dry preaching.
After so many years, it seems that I have almost forgotten about listening to operas, and other entertainments have faded in my memory.
The previous efforts to worry and argue with the court were much less frequent, and the times when I was depressed and angry were much less common.
Well, someone has shared this for him, silently shouldering the burden of maintaining Dongjiang Town.
It was not obvious at first, but it was not until the imperial court cut off food and salary twice that everyone finally discovered that it was Guo Dajing's various financing and selfless contributions that allowed Dongjiang Town not only to be maintained, but also to continue to grow and develop.
Mao Wenlong smiled, feeling relaxed and grateful that someone would succeed him and a heavy burden was lifted from his shoulders.
"Do you know what the show is about?" Mao Wenlong was also a little interested and asked with a smile: "It should be chosen by Deputy Marshal Chen, for serving the country with loyalty, right?"
Mao Shen shook her head and said, "I don't know about this."
Just as he was talking, the maid came into the house and reported that the bath water was ready.
Mao Shen handed the cat to the maid and said with a smile: "Husband, I will help you take a bath. After a hot bath, I will have a good sleep and all the fatigue will be gone."
Mao Wenlong stood up and moved his arms and legs, smiled self-consciously, and said, "I'm old, and my bones are really not as good as before."
"My husband is in the prime of life, how can he say that he is old?" Mao Shen took Mao Wenlong's arm and led him to the back room with a smile.
He was getting old for sure, but Mao Wenlong knew that if he relaxed all of a sudden, he would feel tired. And the fact that he was able to enjoy such comfort when the war was approaching was all due to Guo Dajing.
Even when a war breaks out, he, the coach, doesn't actually have to go to the front line in person.
After more than half a year of preparations, everyone was confident of victory. He personally took charge and did not give orders. He only raised the banner of command and boosted morale.
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After the heavy snowfall, the defenders of the Nanguan Defense Line and Beisha Mountain City were busy again.
There is a method of fighting in the cold weather, which has already formed a pattern in the battle to aid Korea and the defense battle of Lushun at the beginning of the year.
The frozen rivers are certainly beneficial to the march of the Jianlu cavalry, but the cold weather is also beneficial to the reinforcement and rapid construction of fortifications.
The snow was cleared, and gravel was buried in the piled snow. When the enemy was approaching, mines would be laid. Outside the walls of Besag Mountain City, more sharp wooden piles were arranged and frozen in the ground, forming an insurmountable barrier.
obstacle.
The battle plan was carefully formulated, and there were several backup plans to deal with the changes in Jianlu's tactics. Tens of thousands of defenders conducted long-term drills for this purpose in order to fully master it and use it freely.
Not only the Nanguan Defense Line, but the entire Jinzhou also took action. In the villages and towns along the road, as soon as the snow stopped, people were mobilized to clear the snow on the road to ensure smooth vehicle transportation.
The snow was transported to both sides of the road, like a wall built up, extending into the distance. Among the working people, there were men and women, old and young, all doing their part for the victory of the war.
Fang Zhenghua was riding on the horse, watching all this, with emotion on his face, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The large-scale mobilization of Dongjiang Town and the concerted efforts of the army and the people were, in Fang Zhenghua's view, a rare highlight and the basis for victory.
In Lushun and Jinzhou, the families of military officers and ordinary people did not have much panic, and there was no way to take a boat to the island to escape.
I heard that Mao Wenlong's family also moved to Dalian. All this shows that Dongjiang Town has strong confidence in this war.
It is precisely because of the example set by the commander-in-chief and the officers and soldiers, as well as the government's comfort, that there will be no chaos and escaping.