In the years of revolutionary war, the wisdom of veterans cannot be underestimated, and in the long-term practice of war, they have explored a lot of valuable experience in preserving themselves and helping comrades-in-arms in various difficult environments, and can often play an important role at critical moments.
On July 29, 1936, the Red Fourth Front crossed the meadow for the third time, and there was a new soldier named Tian Wanyin, who had recently joined the army. Walking in front of Tian Wanyin was a veteran named Hu Wenzhong, and because he was particularly tall, everyone called him "Hu Da".
Hu Da always carried a strange pocket on his body during the Long March. This pocket is thin and thick on the top, a bit like a gourd. More interestingly, it was translucent, very different from the cloth bags carried by the vast majority of the Red Army at that time.
Tian Wanyin was very curious about this, and couldn't help but run behind Hu Da and touch it, but he didn't expect Hu Da to turn around and deliberately scare him: "You boy don't touch it, you can't afford to lose it if you touch it!" ”
Tian Wanyin was startled, pouted, and said, "Isn't it just a broken pocket!" What's so great about touching it? ”
Hu Da smiled and said, "You recruit egg knows something, this is a baby!" ”
Tian Wanyin said disapprovingly, "I don't believe it!" ”
But it didn't take long for Tian Wanyin to see the wonders of Hu Da's strange pocket.
At that time, the troops had to cross a river, although the river surface was not too wide, the water flow was very fast, and what was more troublesome was that the bottom of the river was full of mossy stones, and it was particularly easy to slip on it.
When Tian Wanyin walked to the middle of the river, he accidentally fell into the water, and then was washed out by the turbulent water for several inches, and he couldn't help but scream.
Hu Wenzhong heard the shouting, hurriedly turned and rushed over, pulling Tian Wanyin back from the water.
After Tian Wanyin came ashore, he found that the grain bag he used to hold the rice dumpling had been washed away by the water, which made him extremely upset.
You know, marching on the grass, the most expensive thing is food. If the warrior ran out of food, it would be impossible to survive the meadow. Now that Tian Wanyin has lost all the grain he has accumulated so hard, what else can he take over the grass?
When they arrived at the camp, their comrades-in-arms were all boiling water and eating dry food, and only Tian Wanyin was hiding alone in no one's place to sulk. He was afraid that his comrades would know about his food loss, adding a new burden to the already severely short-fed troops.
Unexpectedly, all this was seen by Hu Da, who quietly walked over, handed Tian Wanyin a jar of steaming rice dumplings, and said kindly: "Xiao Tian, eat it while it is hot!" ”
Tian Wanyin shook his hand and said in a panic, "No, you eat it yourself, I'll eat it later..."
"You can't hide from others, you can't hide from me." Hu Da smiled, "Your dry food bag has been washed away by the water, don't think I don't know." ”
"I..." Tian Wanyin was gagged for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Don't you, me, if I have a bite to eat in the future, I will have you eat a bite." Hu Dashi forced the jar into Tian Wanyin's hand, and then handed him the pocket in his waist, saying in an unquestioning tone: "I will give you this precious pocket, and today we will keep the grain for both of us!" ”
Since then, Tian Wanyin has helped Hu Da to keep that strange pocket.
During the day, when the troops marched, Tian Wanyin tied his pockets around his neck. When it was time to go to bed at night, he put his pocket under his head again, afraid of losing this "baby".
Every time he ate, Tian Wanyin was even more cautious, lest he spill a grain of grain. After eating, he would use his tongue to lick the enamel jar carefully and carefully several times.
But because one person's rations are provided for two people, that pocket is getting lighter and lighter.
Tian Wanyin felt very guilty when he thought of Hu Da's starvation every meal because he had divided up the grain. But Hu Da didn't mind at all, but often comforted Tian Wanyin: "There is always a solution to everything, you have to believe, no matter what, you will not starve us to death!" ”
However, relying solely on the "spiritual victory method" is not a problem of hunger in the final analysis. One evening, the troops stopped on a patch of grass, and everyone began to pull out their grain bags to fill their stomachs.
In fact, everyone's grain has been almost eaten, and they can only turn the grain bag upside down and shake out a little debris, which is really pitiful.
The pocket that Hu Da and Tian Wanyin shared could not even shake the debris.
"This is a complete end!" Tian Wanyin sat on the ground, so worried that he couldn't even say a word.
Hu Da looked at this scene in his eyes, just ready to comfort Tian Wanyin a few words, and felt that saying anything would not help, so he sat there silently.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said loudly, "Oda, we have a way!" ”
"What's the solution?" Tian Wanyin was puzzled by Hu Da's words.
"Since there is no grain, we will eat the grain bag!" There was a wave of excitement in Hu Da's words.
"What? Eating grain bags? ”
"Yes! Let's cook it and eat it! ”
As Lord Hu spoke, he took the pocket from Tian Wanyin's neck and threw it into the campfire.
As soon as the pocket caught fire, it immediately curled and deformed, and it didn't take long for it to make a beeping and peeling sound.
"It's so yummy!" Tian Wanyin leaned over and sniffed it, and said in surprise.
"Of course it's fragrant!" Hu Da said with a smile, "No matter what, this is also a piece of meat!" ”
"Is it a piece of meat?" Tian Wanyin was more and more surprised, "Old Hu, what kind of meat is your baby pocket?" ”
Hu Da, however, laughed but did not answer, and after pulling the piece of "meat" out of the fire, he put it into a basin filled with water and brought it to the fire to cook.
What made Tian Wanyin more and more anxious was that this piece of "meat" was particularly resistant to cooking, and it was not cooked until it was soft until it was almost midnight. Boss Hu fished it out of the water, chopped it with a knife, sprinkled it with a little salt and mixed it, and then said, "Okay, you can eat it!" ”
Tian Wanyin couldn't wait to pinch a piece to eat, and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so delicious!" Old Hu your craft is really good! ”
After the two of them ate this mysterious piece of "meat", Hu Da said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, this is a pig's belly." ”
"Pig belly? What is a pork belly? ”
"It's a pig urine bubble!"
"Huh?" Tian Wanyin opened his mouth wide, and then said happily, "Old Hu, you are right, the pig urine bubble is really a piece of meat on the pig's body, and it is particularly delicious." Haha, today finally know the secret of your baby pocket, but also a good meal, thank you so much! ”
It was on this meal made with pig urine bubbles that Tian Wanyin and Hu Da survived the most difficult journey of the Long March.
Later, Tian Wanyin deeply sighed that if it were not for Hu Da, a veteran soldier who took the march and contributed the strange pocket he carried with him, which played an important role at a critical moment, he would not have been able to get out of the grass alive.