Chapter 893: The Battle of Ningxia (6)
When Zhao Lianhe returned to his village, he saw that the entrance of the village was full of people, all of whom were villagers, and since the Far Eastern Army launched an attack, the people in the village began to be frightened.
Many military families simply fled overnight with their wives and children, leaving some orphans and widows to stay in the village, waiting for the men to return. In this world, if there is no man in the family, you can't live anywhere.
As soon as everyone saw that Zhao Lianhe and several military households had returned, a group of villagers immediately came to their senses, and they all cried and surrounded them to inquire about the news of their fathers.
Zhao Lianhe pushed away the crowd, desperately looking for his mother-in-law, and only saw her at the edge of the crowd after looking for a long time, at this time, the woman who had been with him for more than ten years, holding the two children with two hands, was looking at him helplessly with tears on her face. When the two children saw him, they all ran up crying and criing, and hugged him by the thigh.
Seeing his own women and children, Zhao Lianhe breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was also full of guilt. This woman followed him when she was a teenager, but he had no ability, with the little food in his hand, his wife and children couldn't even eat, and he was dressed like a flower child.
Zhao Lianhe walked over in a few steps, pulled his mother-in-law and walked home, and said as he walked: "Hurry up and go home and clean up, Lao Tzu will not mix in Ningxia Town in the future......"
After listening to the words of the man in the family, the woman was a little overwhelmed, but the family has always been the master's opinion, she opened her mouth a few times, but in the end she didn't say anything, and followed Zhao Lianhe to work at home. As the saying goes, a broken family is worth a lot, and the two picked up this, but they were reluctant to let go of that, and finally made both of them carry a bunch of rags, and even the two children were hung with messy things.
A soldier of the Far Eastern Army waiting at the entrance of the village had long been impatient, and other border troops and military households had already come out. So many people are waiting for him. Originally, he wanted to wait for Zhao Lianhe to come out and reprimand him well, but when he saw his family walking out of the village with tattered pots and pans on their backs, the soldier of the Far Eastern Army felt inexplicably sour.
He is also from a bitter background, and he sees the appearance of this big family. I can't help but think of the scene when my family fled the famine. He just glared at Zhao Lianhe, and then waved his hand and left the village with several families.
The first batch of people from the Ming army's prisoner of war camp were not many, only a few thousand. But when I came back, it was amazing, not to mention the family, even the relatives and friends at home brought a lot, and the number of people instantly soared to nearly 20,000.
When Ma Qing and Wang Bo saw it, their confidence immediately increased, and they ordered people to set up another camp on the edge of the Ming army's prisoner camp and set up a purification center. These border soldiers and military households and their families were purified.
A large number of supplies were also transported, and a large number of border troops and military households who came out of the decontamination center directly received the supplies and changed into a new set of clothes. The whole camp was full of laughter and laughter, and a large number of bear children were scurrying all over the ground, as if it was the New Year.
Zhao Lianhe touched his bare head, and the wife and children next to him were smiling, and he felt so comfortable. He touched his new clothes. There was still some residual smell of fabric in the new clothes, which made him addicted to it. Although the fabric is only coarse cotton. But for a hard-pressed frontier army like him, there is nothing more affordable than this.
The woman next to him was full of joy in her eyes, she kept pulling at the folds on her clothes, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. The mother-in-law of the family has not changed into any new clothes since she followed him. The new clothes were on, and his face was flushed with shyness.
Since the Far East launched the Indian campaign, a large number of materials have been seized, and the Far East has changed from a dick to a local tyrant in an instant, and its support for the Hetao base area has also increased significantly. Not only did they send a lot of food. A large quantity of cotton and cloth was also brought in.
Moreover, the Hetao base area is about to launch the Ningxia campaign, and if nothing else, it will also receive a large number of supplies, so the Hetao base area is also rarely arrogant, and the standard of reception has been raised a lot.
Each new recipient consisted of a khaki coarse cloth suit modeled after the 65-style military uniform, and all of them were four-pocketed. In addition, there is a military hat imitating the 65-style style, two sets of underwear, two pairs of socks, a pair of high-waisted rubber shoes, a wooden water bottle, a set of wooden cutlery, and a marching backpack, which contains various daily necessities.
Next, the Far Eastern Army transferred a large number of officers and soldiers and carried out a unified reorganization of them. Although the camp was full of women and children running around the ground, it seemed a little chaotic, but after all, they were all children from military families, and they all knew the rules of the army, and they were organized according to squadrons, brigades and detachments in a small effort. Each squadron leader is jointly elected by the border troops and military households of their respective squadrons.
In the evening, a group of displaced people from the Hetao base area came to the barracks carrying steaming marching pots and bamboo baskets full of cakes. The intoxicating smell of food suddenly wafted through the entire camp, which lit up the eyes of the border soldiers and their families in the camp.
They had just gotten a brand new set of clothes, which had already made them happy all afternoon, and now the tempting aroma wafted out from the cauldrons, and they were used to living a hard life, and the happiness came too suddenly, so that they couldn't believe it.
The camp became quiet in an instant, and even the bear children, who had been rolling all over the ground, stopped playing and returned to their parents, staring at the row of steaming marching pots in the middle of the camp, with a thick expectation in their eyes.
Until the officers and soldiers of the Far East, who were in charge of managing the camp, called the squadron leaders and asked them to line up in the order of the squadrons to go to the meal. Only then did they believe that the rows of rice in the cauldron in the middle of the camp were prepared for them, and the camp that had been quiet became lively again.
The camp of Ming prisoners separated from this camp by a wall is a different scene. Many Ming prisoners and military families were lying on the edge of the barbed wire fence, staring at the camp opposite.
The tempting aroma of rice and the joyful atmosphere all made them envious and regretted it very much, if they stood up today, would they be able to share new clothes and eat hot meals like the other side. Look at them again, for a whole day they have divided two pieces of cold bread, hard enough to kill people.
Many people are alive in their hearts, and they secretly made a decision to beg those generals tomorrow and follow them to the Hetao. Looking at the happy appearance of the woman and children opposite, they also remembered their wives and children at home.
No matter what happens in the future, as long as their wives and children are like the other side, wearing new clothes, eating hot meals, and the family gets together happily, even if it is only a few days like this, they will be content in this life. (To be continued.) )