In December 1950, at the critical juncture of the Battle of Chosin Lake, Zhu Yanfu's company braved the cold of more than minus 30 degrees Celsius to compete with the American army for 250 heights. In several fierce battles that lasted for 3 days and 3 nights, the comrades of the whole company fell one by one, and even the surviving Zhu Yanfu was blown unconscious by the enemy who charged again with artillery shells.
I don't know how long he was unconscious, Zhu Yanfu woke up from the pain, in the snowy position, seriously injured, he wanted to call for help but could not make a sound, wanted to stand up but could not stand upright, even his hands could not use strength.
The instinct to survive made him struggle to crawl in the ice and snow, and the cold and hunger made Zhu Yanfu unconscious again and again, but he woke up again and again with the will of steel, and continued to crawl in the snow without pain. Until he was found by two volunteer soldiers and rescued from the snow, Zhu Yanfu, who was seriously injured, was able to gain a glimmer of life.
After being transferred to Changchun Military Medical University, Zhu Yanfu, who was extremely seriously injured, was in a coma in the intensive care unit for 93 days and underwent 47 surgeries in succession, and the doctors barely managed to save him from the dying life.
However, Zhu Yanfu, who did not want to be nailed to the "merit book" all his life, was served by others, after the injury was basically healed, he resolutely chose to "discharge" despite the opposition of everyone, but for his unoptimistic situation, the doctor was also sad, and even when he was about to be discharged, he had tears in his eyes, and even shook his head to say that "leaving the hospital may not live for 3 years", so what happened to Zhu Yanfu, who had been predicted by the doctor?
When he woke up from his hospital bed, this 14-year-old man who joined the army and joined the party through the line of fire of large and small battles came to his mind with a dazedness that he had never had before when he ran out of food. He opened his eyes to find a shadow on one side and pitch black on the other.
Raising his hand to touch his face, it was not the familiar fingers that touched the face, but the elbows that were wrapped in gauze. At the time of the activity, Zhu Yanfu felt that his lower limbs were very light, and he had just removed the quilt, and Zhu Yanfu collapsed for the rest of his life. Grief-stricken, he cried loudly, struggling and crying, trying to get back his broken arms and legs from the enemy, Zhu Yanfu's discomfort, so that the doctors and nurses who stood on the side and did not know how to comfort, were also secretly wiping away tears.
Unwilling to accept this solution, Zhu Yanfu often wondered why he did not die for the country like that with his comrades on the battlefield, so that it was worse to live than to die. At this point, Zhu Yanfu was full of thoughts of going with his comrades-in-arms like this.
During this period, Zhu Yanfu tried to "solve" himself 3 times in a row, but he wanted to jump off the building, but he did not have sound hands and feet, even the window sill could not climb, he wanted to take sleeping pills and never get up again, and when Zhu Yanfu saved 8 tablets to eat, there was no effect, he wanted to starve himself, but he was fed food by the nursing staff.
From the iron-boned manhood to the special disabled person who did not dare to look at himself, in the chaotic days of several days, Zhu Yanfu could not see any hope for the next life.
His decadent appearance made commissar Ma of the Invalides Hospital indignant after seeing it, and he shouted to Zhu Yanfu in pain, "Zhu Yanfu, do you have a conscience?" If you are really going to die, are you worthy of the brothers who cannot come back on the battlefield? Are you worthy of the doctors and nurses who watched you every day for 93 days and treated you? Do you know how much blood you gave you to rescue? Are you still a party member...."..."
These words were like five thunderbolts, which made Zhu Yanfu's chaotic world penetrate into a glimmer of hope, he cried like rain on the hospital bed, thinking of his comrades who fell in front of him one by one on the battlefield, thinking of his oath of swearing with his fists clenched against the party flag, he was wrong, he was really very wrong.
After this, Zhu Yanfu completely dispelled the idea of seeking death and actively cooperated with the doctor's treatment. After his injuries stabilized, Zhu Yanfu was transferred to the Shandong Provincial Invalids Recuperation Home, where he was specially cared for. However, in Zhu Yanfu's view, although he had no hands and no feet, he was still a soldier, unwilling to lie in bed and let others take care of him, adding a burden to the country, in 1956, Zhu Yanfu gave up the favorable rehabilitation conditions in the nursing home and returned to his hometown of Zhangjiaquan in Xili Town, Qiyuan County, Shandong Province.
However, the mother, who had never known about her son's injury, fainted on the spot when she saw her son's appearance. At this time, Zhu Yanfu, who only had 50 pounds on his body, began to be like a child, slowly learning not to rely on others to eat on his own. However, no finger wants to rely on the elbow to take the spoon to eat is as difficult as ascending to the sky, when it is difficult to hold the spoon close to the mouth, the soup rice has already been spilled, in order to learn this action, he has to practice tens of thousands of times a day.
Then, he began to learn to put on his own prosthesis, stand and walk, and in several falls in a row, Zhu Yanfu barely learned to walk. In the past 8 months, because of his limited mobility, he broke 141 rice bowls, accidentally spilled meals hundreds of times, and used countless drugs for frostbite and falls.
After he could live and take care of himself, Zhu Yanfu set his sights on his hometown sandwiched between barren mountains and bald mountains. Zhu Yanfu found that his hometown, which had been away for many years, was so poor that although the enemy had fought away, many households in the village could not open the pot. This made Zhu Yanfu truly realize that his mission had not yet been completed, and at this time there was the biggest and fiercest enemy in front of them - "poverty"!
Among them, Zhu Yanfu realized that if he wanted to eradicate poverty, he needed to let the villagers have culture first, so he vacated his family's house, bought 200 books, and prepared to open the first library in the village.
Because there is no bookshelf, this usually eating mother does not move chopsticks, he will never move the chopsticks of the big filial piety, played his mother's idea of shou wood board, in the countryside although the family is poor jingling, but the life board will also be prepared early, this thing in the eyes of the elderly, and life is equally important.
When Zhu Yanfu just opened his mouth, the old man wiped his tears and shook his head continuously, "Anything can depend on you, this can't work." ”
Zhu Yanfu locked himself in the house, did not eat or drink for several days, ignored anyone's call, and finally obtained his mother's consent to build the library.
Soon after, Zhu Yanfu realized that although there was a library, the villagers could not do it without culture, and in order to complete the literacy, Zhu Yanfu took out his pension and opened a night school. Zhu Yanfu, who had not studied for a few days in his own right, relied on his only knowledge and a dictionary to learn and teach by himself.
Because the night school is a kilometer away from Zhu Yanfu's home, there are ravines and ravines along the way, there are no street lights, even people with sound hands and feet are struggling to walk, not to mention how many stumbles Zhu Yanfu will encounter. But despite this, Zhu Yanfu still wears the stars and the moon every day, rain or shine.
However, on one of Zhu Yanfu's way to night school, heavy snow fell one after another, covering all the road surface, and Zhu Yanfu slipped and fell to the ground. At the night school, many villagers who did not wait for Zhu Yanfu thought that something had happened to his family, and found Zhu Yanfu who had fallen in the snow and was covered in blood. If they had come a little later, Zhu Yanfu's body might have been covered in snow and frozen alive.
In 1957, under the election of 8 party members in the village, Zhu Yanfu became the branch secretary of the party branch of Zhangjiaquan. However, Zhangjiaquan Village, which is surrounded by mountains on all sides, "steps on the mountain, goes out to the sky", the ravines are everywhere, there is no suitable for reclamation, even the basic water resources needed for planting are not available, and those who can go out to escape the wilderness have already gone out.
In order to understand the situation in the village, Zhu Yanfu, who weighed only 50 kilograms, dragged a 17-kilogram prosthesis and "climbed" every mountain in the village. However, considering Zhu Yanfu's physical condition, the village cadres could not bear to let him work so hard, and they advised him not to go out, in order to prevent Zhu Yanfu from sneaking to the ground, and even sent people to watch Zhu Yanfu. However, this greatly annoyed Zhu Yanfu: "Where there are cadres who can do good things by 'squatting at home'!" ”
Among them, because he was worried about the situation that the people would not let him see, Zhu Yanfu often sneaked off to the ground at night. In view of the situation that there are many mountains and little land in his hometown, Zhu Yanfu decided to take nearly 500 people in the village to build "terraces" in 6 mid-levels and ask for the land. So far, under the leadership of Zhu Yanfu, the villagers of Zhangjiaquan have opened more than 200 acres of fertile land in the hillside ravines with hoes and shovels.
In 1960, in order to solve the problem of water difficulties for people in the village, Zhu Yanfu led the villagers to cross the mountains and mountains to find a suitable drilling location. When leading the villagers to dig a well, Zhu Yanfu rushed to the construction site on crutches early, but the ice surface was too slippery, and Zhu Yanfu, who was unstable, fell to the ground without paying attention.
Because the crutches and prosthetic limbs fell into the ditch and could not reach it, Zhu Yanfu directly used the only stumps to crawl forward in the snow covered with small stones, which made many villagers who followed closely hug Zhu Yanfu and burst into tears after seeing it. The villagers said bitterly, "Old Zhu, why are you so bitter!" Rest assured, even if we take our lives out, we will have to dig out the well. ”
After several years of hard work, Zhu Yanfu and the villagers drilled 12 wells in a row, taking into account the needs of production, Zhu Yanfu drew drawings according to the actual situation in the village, and led the people to build 1500 long water channels.
In order to adapt to local conditions and create more wealth for the villagers, Zhu Yanfu even set up a village forestry team in the village. In the village, 20,000 mulberry trees, 100,000 peppercorn orchards, and 40 acres of apple orchards have been built, so that the originally poor small mountain village is now only in the fruit trees every year.
However, at this time, Zhu Yanfu still had another thing in mind, the village had fields, people had money in their hands, but there was no electricity in the village. In order to make everyone in the village have access to electricity, Zhu Yanfu, accompanied by his wife, has traveled several times in Shanghai, Shaanxi, Nanjing and other places, and in the past 7 years, Zhu Yanfu has walked 20,000 kilometers, almost two miles of long march. Finally, in 1978, the whole village was finally electrified.
However, when the village was getting better and people's lives were rich, Zhu Yanfu fell ill. In 1982, Zhu Yanfu, who had struggled for 25 years in the position of party branch secretary at this time, after rubbing shoulders with the god of death, worried that he was too old to seek more benefits for the villagers, and voluntarily resigned from the post of party branch secretary.
Just when everyone thought that Zhu Yanfu, who had worked for the people and the country for half a lifetime, was going to take a break, he called his children and asked them to buy ink and books for themselves. He said: "I am a member of the 26th Army, I want to fulfill his last wish for my instructor, write down the battle course we have experienced, let future generations know what kind of environment we are in, how to fight the enemy to the death, forget history is equal to betrayal!" ”
So, from this day on, Zhu Yanfu picked up a pen and began another journey. However, the first problem in front of him was how to write, and the pain left over from the war made Zhu Yanfu reluctantly tie the pen with one arm, hold the pen with his mouth, and hold the pen with both arms.
However, either way, Zhu Yanfu's injured eyes hurt after writing a few words. But despite this, he still insisted, once, in a dream, he recalled his experience on the battlefield, shouted and shouted out of the house, and finally was dragged back by his family. But he couldn't think of anything else, and quickly picked up his pen to write down this experience.
In order to solve the problem of culture, Zhu Yanfu used his right eye, which only had 0.3 vision, to read hundreds of famous works, turned over 4 dictionaries, spent 7 years, wrote half a ton, and finally wrote his own experience into 330,000, containing the communist's magnificent and upright autobiographical novel "Extreme Life".
In July 1996, when "Extreme Life" was published and printed to send the sample book to Zhu Yanfu, he signed the names of all his comrades who died on the Korean battlefield on the title page, knelt on his knees, and lit the book to comfort his comrades who remained on the battlefield forever.
For Zhu Yanfu, who was full of suffering all his life, someone once asked him curiously, "Are you happy?" ”
In this regard, Zhu Yanfu replied calmly, "Compared with my comrades who sacrificed my comrades-in-arms, I am at least still alive, I have taken trains and planes, seen mobile phones and computers, and enjoyed the fruits of victory; I still have children, and I have enjoyed the joy of heaven." It is the supreme glory of the warrior to give part of the limb to the motherland; there is still the opportunity to use the remaining part to exert the residual heat, which is the happiness of the double. ”