My uncles

When I was young, I read many novels and movies about the war years, and I also wanted to write about my grandmother's family. But the writing was not good enough to read, so I had to give up. Now decades have passed, and I want to write it when I retire, so I have this one

My uncles

The fifth uncle left, smiling and smiling in the song of more than a hundred three generations of our descendants.

"The big knife cut off the heads of the devils, patriotic compatriots throughout the country, the day of the War of Resistance has come, the day of the War of Resistance has come..." The song is majestic and loud, and we are also shocked by our own song. Our blood is boiling! We were in tears! The fifth uncle went to find his brothers while listening to the anti-Japanese songs.

As an ancient historical and cultural city, Baoding, Hebei Province, has always had the pride of being generous and sad and easy to be cold. During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, there were many heroes and stories who could sing and weep and swallow mountains and rivers: the five heroes of Wolf-Tooth Mountain, the plain guerrillas, the armed workers behind the enemy lines, and the Baiyangdian Yanling brigade, which made the enemy frightened and frightened. Tunnel warfare, mobile warfare, sparrow warfare, mine warfare, and other tactics showed great might, making the Japanese puppet army panic for a long time.

Grandma's house is located in a village less than fifty kilometers from Baoding. The family has five sons and one daughter.

The eldest uncle was the leader of the militia in the village, and he led the militia to negotiate with the Japanese puppet army for a long time. On May 1, 1942, the Japanese army launched an unprecedented and brutal "iron wall encirclement" sweep against the chinese and Chinese military and civilians. The village needs to be cleared by solid walls, and the uncle's task is to bury the guns and ammunition in the village. Unexpectedly, the news leaked, and the enemy arrested the uncle and tried to force the uncle to hand over his weapons through a jar of pepper water, a tiger stool and other torture devices, but the uncle never gave in. A few months later, the uncle was rescued by organizing a rescue. But after this torture, the uncle's health deteriorated and he died within a few years.

The second uncle and his wife are underground parties and do underground work in coal mines. Later, he was assigned to work in Taiyuan, Shanxi. The second uncle and his wife, who had lived in their father-in-law's house for half a year, could not contact the local organization, so they had to return to Baoding to restore the previous organizational relationship. (Since there was no one to prove it during the six months in Taiyuan, the Explanation was unclear during the Cultural Revolution.) If it weren't for the fact that the third uncle was a martyr, he might have been condemned as a traitor)

The third uncle is the secretary of the district party committee. He often led the district squads to move on the anti-Japanese front, using various guerrilla tactics to beat the ghosts and lose their nerves. Once, after a mission in the evening, I passed through a village and prepared to take a rest at the village head's hometown, but I was surrounded by Japanese devils. During the breakout, the correspondent was injured and rescued by his fellow countrymen, but the third uncle was trapped and did not rush out. The devil made people shout: As long as you lay down your weapons and come out, we will not hurt the people. In order to protect the people, the third uncle stuffed the gun into the stove and walked out, and was immediately taken into the nearby turret by the devil. (They are afraid that the district squad will rush over)

The inhumane Japanese devils didn't get anything from the third uncle, and they dug out the heart of the third uncle alive. (The puppet army sent out the news, and the heart was still beating when it was dug out)

After investigation, the county party committee concluded that someone had reported the letter to the turret, and the ghost had gone straight to my third uncle. But the traitors were not detected.

Heaven is good for reincarnation, and the heavens have spared no one!

One day after liberation, my fifth uncle and a group of friends of the same age were playing by the river, and when they talked about the tragic death of his third brother, they scolded bitterly, and the other friends also followed the scolding (the half-sized guys scolded people is poisonous and dirty). A young man who never said a word couldn't help it, and said in a broken voice: "In fact, I don't complain about my father, it was XXX who asked my father to report." ”

The traitors were caught, one sentenced to death, and one to life. But my grandmother cried for a long time, and one eye could not see clearly.

After the death of the third uncle, the uncle and some village cadres hid in the green yarn tent. In the middle of the night, my grandmother led my mother to bring them some food and drink. The green gauze tent was rustled by the wind, and the mother was too frightened to leave, and grandma gritted her teeth and said, "Don't be afraid, your third brother is with us!" Grandma's almost crazy words frightened my mother even more.

The martyrs are immortal! My grandmother's family motto has also been passed down through generations: never associate with Japanese people!

Recently, I checked that among the more than a hundred juniors, many of them went to other countries, but they did not go to Japan. Grandma and uncles should also be relieved.

Don't forget yesterday! Worthy of today! Live up to tomorrow!