Ma Chunhua walked for 80 miles in one breath, crossed the Fire to the Nantai Liberated Area, and walked to an intersection. Suddenly, four children's group members jumped out of the grass and stopped her with red tassel guns: "Stop, the road is on."

"Babys, I don't have any roads, so take me to find your village militia." Ma Chunhua said with a smile.

"We are not children, we are soldiers of the Children's Corps." The children corrected her words seriously and took this person of unknown origin to the militia headquarters in the village with a red tassel gun.

A man was sitting in the team, studying the Liberation Daily. When he saw Ma Chunhua coming in, his eyes suddenly widened: "Sister Chunhua, I'm not wrong."

Ma Chunhua said: "Godan, it's me."

Goudan's eyes turned red: "Sister Chunhua, they said you had sacrificed, wuwu."

Ma Chunhua said: "Hanxiong, Sister Neng is not that easy to die."

Goudan wiped his tears and said, "Sister Chunhua, sit down, I'll pour you water, what, what are you naughty kids doing? He's aiming at Sister Chunhua with a red tassel gun. Are you a hero who knows whether she is a reconnaissance hero who goes deep behind enemy lines."

The members of the Children's League were speechless and finally saw the hero. They quickly apologized to Ma Chunhua. Ma Chunhua said: "You are good, and the Children's League should carefully check the suspicious people."

Without further ado, Goudan immediately arranged a mule cart and personally brought three militias to escort Ma Chunhua to the column headquarters. Commander Wu Changqing and Political Commissar Ye Xuefeng met Ma Chunhua, listened to her report, and gave high praise.

"Thank you for the organization's rescue. My life was given by the Party and I firmly devoted to the Party. I asked to go to the front line and fight firmly with the Kuomintang reactionaries to the end." Ma Chunhua's bold words moved everyone.

Ye Xuefeng said: "Comrade Chunhua, you should rest first, and the organization will study and decide your next step."

After Ma Chunhua left, Ye Xuefeng said: "Our rescue work has not progressed so quickly. Who saved Ma Chunhua?"

Wu Changqing said: "Maybe it was because of other aspects that have exerted their strength, in short, it would be great if the spring flowers come back."

Ma Chunhua came to the dormitory to rest. After a sleep, she was about to go to the cafeteria for dinner. Two clerks with bags came and said that we were from the Political Department of the Military Region. Ma Chunhua, please come with us to learn about some situations.

It turned out that the Political Department wanted to identify Ma Chunhua, whether she was rebelling against the enemy during her arrest, or leaking the intelligence of our army. A clerk wearing glasses asked a question in a roundabout way, annoying Ma Chunhua. She stood up and said loudly: "My father is a peasant association cadre for 27 years. He was killed by the Kuomintang with a guillotine. My brother joined the Eighth Route Army and died on the front line of the Anti-Japanese War. Our Ma family is a loyal and martyr. You still have to doubt me. Okay, I will open your eyes."

As he said that, Ma Chunhua took off her shirt, and both the officers and the guards covered her eyes: "What are you doing?"

Ma Chunhua said proudly: "You can take a closer look at what I am."

Her body was covered with scars that had just healed, and three old scars, which should be traces left on the battlefield.

"This is a hole left by fighting with the Japanese, this is a hole of a gun with the Kuomintang, this is a bomb that was blown by the plane. You pat your conscience. Can I betray the revolution? Although I, Ma Chunhua, is illiterate and uneducated, I also know that Yue Feiwen and Tianxiang, the five heroes of Langya Mountain, said that I betrayed the revolution, which is a false accusation. I am not convinced. I am not afraid of the lawsuit to Yan'an and the Central Committee of the ** Party."

Ma Chunhua cursed and the officer of the Political Department quickly apologized, saying that this was an organizational procedure and routine, not a doubt about her. On the other hand, he reported to her superiors. After hearing this, Ye Xuefeng was furious: "A heroic female warrior like Ma Chunhua should vigorously promote it. How can she be reviewed? It's just nonsense."

The Political Department quickly made corrections and ended the review of Ma Chunhua, and gave her a steadfast, unyielding, loyal and reliable comment. In order to praise Ma Chunhua and establish a heroic image, the organization promoted her to a superior level and promoted her to a deputy battalion-level cadre in an extraordinary manner.

The Military Region Propaganda Department also created some quick-board books and folk songs based on her deeds, and for a while, the stories of the female heroes were sung everywhere.

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On the dirt road in Kushuijing Township, two dogs were mate, one male and one female, and a group of dirty children were watching. A 20-year-old second-rate boy squatted on the dirt slope. He was dressed in a ragged clothes and had long hair. He laughed and said, "Mao Ni, does your parents fight like dogs?"

The children in the countryside were sensible early and knew that it was not good things. They picked up the dirt and smashed the second-rate man. He was not willing to be outdone, so he picked up a tree branch and hit it. The children scattered.

"Li Huazi, why don't you starve to death?" A woman ran over and pulled her child away, turning her head and cursed.

"Sister-in-law, don't leave, please accompany your brothers." Li Huazi was not angry at all, and she smiled and left with a smile. "I was originally the son-in-law of the Jade Emperor..."

A carriage passed by the dirt road and raised smoke and dust. There was a red flag on the carriage with the words "Land Reform Team". There were seven or eight people sitting in the carriage, holding rifles and luggage, looking dusty.

Li Huazi didn't know how to write, but she also knew the general trend of the world. The Kuomintang was going to be doomed, and ** was going to live in the world, rob the rich and help the poor and make trouble for farmers' associations everywhere, and divide the land. This is a good time to take advantage of the troubled waters.

The team led by Yang Shugen came. They took root in the Kushui Well, mobilized the masses to fight against the landlords, and sent the village chief to beat the gong to gather the villagers for a conference.

The effect of the struggle conference was very bad. The landlords on the stage and the poor and lower-middle peasants in the stage were all acquaintances who looked up and saw each other. Some of them were related to relatives, and no one could stand up to fight. Besides, the real bully landlords had already run away. All those left were honest little landlords. They usually wanted to eat bran, vegetables, urinate, and urinate. They saved money to accumulate some family business. They had never offended anyone and had no grudges.

Yang Shugen was very anxious. The struggle did not unfold. How to divide the land and mobilize the masses to support the front line. When he was impatient, a man suddenly jumped from the audience, holding half a brick in his hand, and suddenly opened the head of a landlord standing in front.

The landlord bleeded on his head and fell to the ground and moaned.

"Don't pretend to be dead, get up for me. In the tenth winter of the previous year, I was begging for food to your door. Not only did you not give me half a piece of steamed bun, but you also let the dog bite me. Where did your majesty go?" The man shouted majestic.

Yang Shugen turned his head and asked the village chief: "Who is this person?"

"This man is called Li Huazi. His mother married Li Juren, a wealthy family in the county, and became a concubine. The stole man gave birth to him. Li Juren kicked his legs and left him a lot of family business. He let him eat, drink, beggars for a year or two and was beggars everywhere, so everyone called him Li Huazi." The village chief obviously disliked Li Huazi.

Yang Shugen said happily: "The revolution needs such a rogue proletariat."

Li Huazi made luck with a brick and started working from now on, serving as the director of the peasant association in the village. Several second-rate men who had close contact with him on weekdays became militias, and the widow of the Broken Shoes at the entrance of the village became the director of women.

The vigorous land reform movement began. Militia stood at the entrance of the village to prevent the landlord from escaping. The activists of the farmers' association entered the landlord's house to dig up wealth. All valuable things were wiped out. Clothes, quilts, cotton shoes, silk, cloth, porcelain, tinware, lying boxes, cabinets, wood, gold, silver jewelry, talk, horses, cattle, mules, donkeys, etc. were distributed to each household. After the pigs and sheep were divided, the rest were killed and eaten. The village started a large pot and cooked meat overnight. The whole village ate it all.

The fertile lands of landlords and rich peasants were taken to the peasant association and distributed according to the standards of irrigated land, dry land, and saline-alkali land. The poor peasants were divided more, while the middle peasants were divided less. Although the landlords were exploiting classes, they still left some living land in the spirit of humanitarianism.

All villages in Kushuijing Township are carrying out land reforms. Li Jiazhuang where Li Huazi is located has almost done it, but Li Huazi is still unsatisfied, so he led a group of farmers' associations to the neighboring Liangjiazhuang to help the local farmers' associations dig up wealth. The cadres of Liangjiazhuang's farmers' associations were not happy and said that we had already dig and did not need your "help".

Li Huazi said that the landlord was cunning and must have hidden wealth. He immediately showed his skills. When the women's director Widow Wang took a few women from the literacy class to the landlord's house to dig up wealth, he stayed at the farmer's association for tea. In less than a stick of incense, Widow Wang came excitedly and placed two gold rings on the table.

The local peasant association director took the gold ring in his mouth and bit it. It turned out to be real gold. His eyes shone brightly and he was convinced: "Director Li, you are still smart, where did you find this gold?"

Li Huazi said proudly: "According to the experience of our peasant association, the landlord's horse-riding belt is an important place for hiding wealth."

The local peasant association director quickly pooped: "I'm dead."

There is a landlord named Liang Qiao in Liangjiazhuang. Her man is a Kuomintang officer. She is said to have a gun at home, but it has not been found. This time Director Li came to help, and the local farmers' association asked him for help. Li Huazi said happily: "I am the best at fighting against the landlord, so I will give it to me."

However, the work team stopped the work before it started. The specific reason is unclear. It is probably because the superiors wanted to win over Liang Maocai, the man from Liang Qiao.

Digging wealth and dividing the land, some landlords with great anger were publicly tried and executed by shooting, which was very pleasing to the public.

The recruitment work began. The work team encouraged young young students in the village to join the People's Liberation Army. The poor peasants had just divided cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks and a few acres of fertile land, so they were not willing to join the army. So the poplar tree worked from house to house and told them that this was to defend the fruits of victory. No one was in the army. When the Kuomintang fought back, the divided land would be taken back and the guillotine would be used to guillotines.

As the director of the Farmers Association, Li Huazi took the lead in signing up for the army. Inspired by him, more than 80 young people in Lijiazhuang became soldiers and left in a carriage with red and hanging colors. After two days, Li Huazi returned to the village. It turned out that he was defeated, but he did not say the specific reason.

Poplar Gen knew the reason. Li Huazi had sand holes, rotten sores, and willow diseases. The army did not accept such soldiers. He did not dislike Li Huazi, but instead felt that such people were available. He did not change this view until one day.

That day, the poplar tree passed by the ground and saw the landlord Li Laocai's little wife tickled her belt while drilling out of the cornfield. Her head was covered with dead grass leaves. Seeing that her face was red with shame, she lowered her head and passed by.

Poplar tree walked into the cornfield and saw Li Huazi holding her pants with satisfaction.

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