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[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

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[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

Author: Wu Jia

Author: Wu Jia (Changchun, Jilin)

  Han Shibiao's wife, Chen Ying, was a well-known singer in Jilin Oilfield in the 70s, and later the oilfield literary and artistic propaganda team was canceled, and the collective settled in the material supply department of the second-level unit, and Chen Ying served as the secretary of the general party branch of the department.

In May 1985, "Jilin Daily" published a large photo of "Han Shibiao, a model field instructor of the sixth company of a certain unit on the Laoshan front" on the front page, introduction: Han Shibiao Mongolian nationality, enlisted in Daliba Township, Qianguo County, Jilin Province in the 70s.

At that time, I was working as a reporter at Jilin Petroleum News, and the president asked me to interview Chen Ying. I have worked in the supply department for many years, but I only know Chen Ying's name, but I don't know who she is. The next day, I came to Chen Ying's office, but I was confused by a word. She smiled and said: "Han Shibiao is a hero, I am nothing, you have the ability to interview him." ”

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

  My first interview was closed, but I wasn't discouraged. On the way home, I pondered Chen Ying's words repeatedly, which seemed to be an encouragement and guidance to me. I formulated an interview strategy: to find out Chen Ying's shining points in understanding Han Shibiao and his family. It also happened that in the family area, I happened to meet an old female comrade from the political department of the former supply department, and she told me: "Wu Shuangbao and Han Shibiao's family at the oil station are relatives, and Chen Ying has a relationship with them. "I turned around and found Wu Shuangbao's house, knowing that he went to Guangzhou to recuperate and came back the day after tomorrow.

That day, Sunday, Wu Shuangbao came to my house when he came back in the morning.

He said: "Han Shibiao's mother is my aunt, I took you to Han Shibiao's house, and you and my aunt will know everything." ”

Han Shibiao's home is in Dariba Township, 16 kilometers south of Qianguo County. I asked Wu Shuangbao to rest for a day and go again tomorrow, he said: "After three days on the train, I have slept enough on the train, so I will leave now." ”

Han Shibiao's mother was very happy to see the two of us. When I first entered the house, I saw her holding a child of two or three years old. As soon as the two of us sat down on the kang in the back room, we couldn't see her and the child, and suddenly Han's mother came in empty-handed. I said, "Auntie, where is the child you are carrying?"

Han's mother said: "Little grandson, put it at the neighbor's house and let them show me for a while, you two sit for a while, and then I will go out again." ”

I didn't want to ask again, so I deliberately glanced at Wu Shuangbao, and he said, "I have a favor." ”

The Han family lives in three ridged old grass houses, the middle is the kitchen, and the Mongolian people have the characteristics of a large iron pot brazier with a stand, which is still piled with hot ashes, and the weather is warm and has just moved to the kitchen.

The "Jilin Daily" with Han Shibiao's photo I brought was in my hand when I entered the house, and I didn't have a chance to show it to Han's mother, so I was anxious. After a while, I saw Han's mother coming back from the window with a live carp more than a foot long.

Wu Shuangbao hurriedly took the big carp, and after the two of us expressed our gratitude to Han's mother, Wu said to Han's mother: "Aunt, I'll clean up the fish, and Reporter Li has a big photo for you to see." ”

Han's mother wiped her hands, rubbed her eyes, took the photo up and looked up and down, left and right, slowly raised her head, and said, "It's my son." ”

I said excitedly: "Auntie, you have raised a good son, Han Shibiao became a hero on the front line and won glory for Jilin Province, which is the glory of the people of Qianguo County, and the pride of your heroic mother!"

Han's mother didn't answer me immediately, she handed me the newspaper and said quietly: "We farmers, we never thought that our son would not be a hero when he went out, we remembered that our son just didn't get into trouble when he went out." ”

When I heard this, my eyes immediately filled with tears, and I felt what a simple language the kind mother had, which profoundly expressed the far-reaching influence on her son's words and deeds when she was a child and the traditional education that lost no time, a sentence full of the mother's duty, gratitude and loving behavior to the child's subtle imperceptibility, the warm and hospitable mother's words, the onlookers seemed to hear the mother's hope that her son would have lofty ideals, The earnest teachings to bravely defend the motherland and to be ready to sacrifice one's life for the motherland when the motherland needs it, yesterday's great mother laid the foundation. Today, Han Shibiao has become a hero, and the credit is due to the great mother.

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

  At the dinner table, Han's mother praised her good daughter-in-law Chen Ying one after another. She said that Chen Ying has always been respectful to me since she came to my house, and she sang to us during the Spring Festival, and she sang very well. When the farm was busy, she also came back to be busy, tidying up the house inside and out, always having to go to the stove for me, I thought, she was very tired from work, and it was quite far to ride back to the unit, so let her rest for a while. This daughter-in-law is like my daughter, always buy me things, the shoes I am wearing now are Chen Ying bought for me, before the Spring Festival this year, Chen Ying's unit divided 40 pounds of white noodles, she rode a bicycle for two hours, sweating profusely and sent it, which made me feel distressed enough. Don't be tired, I'm still waiting to hold my grandson, and I can take care of them and take care of them.

In 1985, Han Shibiao came back for the Spring Festival, and some colleagues said to Chen Ying: You are so old and have no children, this time you keep him, and let him go when you have children. Who knows, on the afternoon of the 29th night of the lunar month, the third day of the new year received a notice to "return to the team", and the two of them lived together for five days, and after the Spring Festival, Han Shibiao left on the night of the third day of the new year, and went to the front line of Laoshan a few days after arriving in the army.

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

  In order to take care of Chen Ying's life, the supply department rebuilt an old warehouse and assigned a set to her, so that she could start her own business. Chen Ying set up a duck rack by herself outside, and arranged her life in a colorful and orderly manner, and she often wrote to Han Shibiao: "Don't worry about her, you win more battles on the front line, which is the best comfort to her!"

My old colleagues have provided me with a lot of valuable material.

In September, I finished writing the newsletter "The Sentiments of a Soldier's Wife - Chen Ying, the Wife of Han Shibiao, a Model Field Instructor of the Sixth Company of a Certain Department on the Laoshan Frontline", which was published on the front page of "Jilin Petroleum News", and then reprinted and rebroadcast by "China Petroleum News", "Jilin Daily", Jilin People's Radio, and Baicheng People's Radio.

One day, Jilin TV broadcast a video of Han Shibiao in "Jilin News". The former Guo TV station continued to broadcast. Several members of the Communist Youth League Committee of the Geological Investigation Office recorded on the Qianguo County TV station, drove a construction truck, and pulled a large color TV to Han Shibiao's house to express their condolences to the hero's mother.

One day, Li Shoufang, a veteran reporter of Jilin Pictorial, went to Han Shibiao's house, posed for Han's mother to take a shot of "sending her son on the expedition", and edited a special page of "A Day of a Heroic Mother", which was published in the 1985 issue of Jilin Pictorial.

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

  I participated in both of these events. There are also other media outlets and organizations that went to Han's mother's house on their own to do interviews.

A year later, in June 1986, one night, Director Qi of the Party Office of the Supply Department came to my house and told me, "Han Shibiao is back today for family leave, and now the newly divided building is cleaning up the house", and asked me to visit Han Shibiao together.

The first time Han Shibiao came to the new house, there were guests and heard Chen Ying's introduction to the two of us, so he immediately shortened the distance and was extremely happy. Yesterday, Han Shibiao went directly to his house in the countryside after arriving in Songyuan, and he was in a hurry to come over this afternoon to clean up the house. He expressed his great gratitude to the leaders and comrades of the Supply Department for their love and care for the soldiers and families on the front line in Laoshan.

Both of them are of medium stature, Han Shibiao's eyes are like torches, his instruments are full of military spirit, Chen Ying's smile is lovely, and his stream-like and rhythmic speech makes the listener feel virtuous and virtuous, showing off his wisdom, one article and one martial arts, a hero and beauty, and a match made in heaven.

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

  The two of us chatted with Han Shibiao like brothers. I asked him straight to the point: You must be a first-class meritorious service recipient, right?

He smiled and said: I am a second-class meritorious service.

We didn't understand.

He said: It is quite a high honor to award me the title of "imitating a field instructor"! At first, I was also awarded a first-class meritorious service medal, but as an instructor, I should have thought that some of the company's several battles were sacrificed, some were seriously wounded, and some were wounded, and some of them might be very sad for the rest of their lives, and the rest of the soldiers and cadres, their families, parents, and relatives, so that the whole village and the whole hospital were looking forward to it. I expected him to wear the merit medal to go home, but the merit medal was limited, how could I not count it in my heart, I took a step back, and the whole company of the soldiers cheered for me, this is the resource for us to win the battle forever, and the resource will be more meritorious.

That's it, we talked about questions and answers, and we went back two hours later.

It's not too long, but it's wide and of high quality. He told us that on the ninth day of the first lunar month of this year, we entered the Laoshan front-line position, and at that time, the two sides were in a stalemate stage, and our company's position was in the shape of a bull's horn, and there was a particularly dangerous post at the tip of the horn, and the closest distance from the enemy was only 200 meters. I and many cadres and soldiers managed to earn the first shift. I was in a calm mood in the mouth of the tiger, and I felt all the things that should be known on the post, laying the foundation for the second post, and later this post was rated as a red flag post.

He said: On the battlefield, we spent most of our time in the cat's ear hole, and the cat's ear hole was very damp, there were insects, big rats, and some snakes had gone in, and the local mosquitoes outside were still big, which brought a lot of troublesome trouble to our lives. Someone compiled a set of slurs for the environment of Laoshan, saying, "Four flies occupy the lid of a teacup, six grasshoppers and a dish, eight mosquitoes and a large piece, and ten rats and a sack." "After a long time, everyone has sores on their bodies, and it is always 40 degrees on dog days, and they can't wear clothes, so they have to dismantle the knitted bag into pieces and wrap it around their waist.

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

  I was in charge of ideological work, and I had many tasks, and when I first entered the position, some soldiers had such and such ideological concerns, and they had to keep up with the ideological work in a timely manner. I grew up in the countryside and had a lot of common divisors with most of the fighters, and I was very compatible, and some of them took the initiative to talk to me and talk to me. There was a warrior named Sheng XX, who later became a special combat hero, and his name was known to almost all the people of the country. He is the son of an old railroad worker in a big city, a recruit who has not been in the army for a long time, and due to the influence of society, he always talks strange things, and he is not in tune with his comrades. After a while, he applied to go to the transport company, and after he went, he relapsed into old age, and we took him back.

He applied to the front again, and in the cat's ear hole, he moved six boxes of grenades as beds, and others had nothing to do with him. However, the tense combat life made him change in secret, and when he participated in the battle, he became more and more active and brave every time, and he became closer to his comrades. One day, he chatted with me, and he said: On the battlefield, I have seen with my own eyes that most of those who are not afraid of death, rush to the front, and fight to the death face to face with the enemy at all costs are Communist Party members, and those who are usually most willing to help others, and who are not afraid of hardship or tiredness are also Communist Party members. I sometimes seriously wonder: I am the same person as them, why is it different from the Communists, or is there something wrong with my thinking.

We also often praised him in the company for his progress, and once before participating in the battle, he handed over the "Application for Party Membership" written on cigarette box paper to the party group leader. During a battle, the company commander shouted that the grenades were urgent, and he returned to his cat's ear hole in the rain of bullets and carried six boxes of grenades into the trench three times. Everyone said that this victory had the credit of Sheng XX, but he said: I will make up for it.

A few days later, in a fierce battle, he saw that one of the enemy's cannonballs would fall next to a machine gunner in front, Sheng XX did not hesitate at all, rushed up a few steps and threw his whole body on the back of his comrade, after a loud bang, the machine gunner was unscathed, and Sheng XX was blown off his leg and was seriously injured. "Laoshan Battlefield Express" introduced his heroic deeds and the "Seventy-sixth Application for Joining the Party", which was the "Application for Joining the Party" written on the paper of the cigarette box.

[Memoir] reminds me of Han Shibiao

  Han Shibiao brought back the "cat ear piercing video", photos of the battle, and compressed biscuits on the battlefield.

We both tasted a piece of compressed biscuit, like an eraser, chewing hard, and slowly felt a little taste? I didn't swallow it, and before I knew it, tears flowed down, and I felt sorry for these soldiers, and I also thought, what would happen if I were on the Laoshan position?

The next day, I published a newsletter in Jilin Petroleum News entitled "Interview with Han Shibiao". Han Shibiao's first report meeting was held at the "Jilin Petroleum News" office; the second session was held in the auditorium of the bureau's primary school; and the third session was 、、、、、、 10 days later, the leaders of the drilling company accompanied Han Shibiao to the Yingtai Oilfield, which is under construction more than 500 miles away, to visit and give a report to the young drillers, technicians, cadres, and workers who are fighting on the front line of the oilfield.

The drillers swept away the mud on the drill sleeve, put on a helmet for Han Shibiao and warmly welcomed the combat heroes of the Laoshan front line to come all the way to the oil workers, and the drillers introduced him to the use of brake handles, cat's head ropes and large tubing wrenches, Han Shibiao said to the drillers: We are the same, all on the battlefield!

In the afternoon, after the report was finished at three o'clock, a young driller came to Han Shibiao's side and said: Today I realized that you live in the cat's ear hole, mosquito bites, rat trouble, and often participate in fierce battles. There are sacrifices, they are about the same age as us, they are defending us, although we are tired of digging wells here, but they are very fast, and the bonuses are increasing, this is the bonus of 120 yuan I just received in the morning, give it to you, take it back to buy books for them, and it is also a little bit of our Yingtai young oil drillers to the front-line soldiers in Laoshan.

Later, after I returned to Changchun, 2000 years ago, I went back several times, once, I asked the old comrades in the supply department about the situation of Han Shibiao and Chen Ying, and he told me: Chen Ying is with the army, in Jinan.

A few years ago, I met a hero of the Laoshan battle in Moscow, and sometimes I think of listening to him talk about Laoshan, swimming with him, watching performances, and visiting supermarkets, and naturally I think of Han Shibiao and them - the warriors of the Chinese People's Liberation Army who fought in Laoshan!

Postscript: I didn't have the interview notes about Han Shibiao in Beijing and the "Jilin Daily", "Jilin Petroleum News" and "China Petroleum News" at that time, and I finished writing the article "Thinking of Han Shibiao" from memory.

But nearly 40 years have passed, and it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, before it was sent to the "old friends group of the supply department", on the morning of the 9th, I forwarded the article to Qi Wenhui to see if there was anything wrong, so that it could be corrected, and "If you contact them, say hello on my behalf, and forward the article to them, is Han's mother still alive? I don't know how Wu Shuangbao is? I haven't forgotten them." ”

In the afternoon, Qi Wenhui sent me "Chen Ying went to Shandong to work in a trade union called Weichai Power in a famous state-owned enterprise in Weifang, when Chen Ying went to work in Weichai Power, he caught up with the factory to perform, Chen Ying sang a song, which shocked the whole factory. When Chen Ying left, our party and mass department held a farewell party in the supply canteen, and Chen Ying and his wife sang the songs, but now the situation of the two of them is not clear, because there is no contact, but I have seen videos and photos of Chen Ying and the old comrades of the supply office eating together in the group. Others are not clear, you can ask Wang Huilian, Chen Jun, Sun Yonghua, they can be clearer. ”

April 10 at 7:00

Indifferent: @悟甲 Your article is very well written, and it reminds me of his husband and wife... One is a hero, the other is the secretary of the women's drilling team,

Chen Ying is also my comrade-in-arms who has performed on the same stage for many years, and I have not forgotten it!

Indifferent: @悟甲: Han Shibiao is a hero: he is also a filial son, and now he is retired and taking care of his mother. Chen Ying is very good now!I wish him and his wife good health, happiness, and happiness![Rose]

Reprinted from "Wu Jia Mei Chapter"

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