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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 25 Entering the Sancha River for the First Time

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    Chapter 25 Entering the Sancha River for the first time

    ?? Sanchahe Ancient Town, due to the Battle of Yaksa, the emperor Kangxi, the saint ancestor, stayed here for a short period of time and was able to leave his name.  It was first built during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. As the population increased and business travelers gathered, it gradually prospered and became a large town.  The First Songhua River, Lalin River, and Second Songhua River run through the territory. The territory has dangerous mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and prosperous business travel. It is the midway point between Changchun and Harbin, the two provincial capitals. Land and water transportation are convenient, and you can go down the river.  It goes to Jilin Shipyard (today's Jilin City, Jilin Province), then to Harbin, then enters Heilongjiang and reaches the sea outlet to reach the Pacific Ocean. It is one of the Manchu settlements in Guandong and one of the places where Manchus thrive outside the Guan.

    When they arrived at the gate of the city, several sledges were stopped. It turned out that they had to pay a city tax. I heard that there was a tax for leaving the city. It was 30 cents per person. Don¡¯t underestimate the 30 cents. There are many people coming in and out every day, so this is a big deal.  The income is ridiculous, you have a good way to make money!

    There is a barbed wire fence at the gate of the city, and the gun holes in the nearby turrets poke out the black muzzles, like the eyes of hungry wolves, staring at the people coming in and out sinisterly, not sure when they will take a bite. It is really like facing a powerful enemy, so be on guard.  Sen Yan, at this time, the Northeast Anti-Japanese Alliance has not yet emerged in this area, and I have not heard of any Anti-Union activities nearby. You said that the little Japanese devil behaved like this, either because of a guilty conscience or because of fear!  There were eight people standing guard at the gate of the city, four Japanese soldiers and four Chinese soldiers (these were Chinese soldiers serving in the Puppet Manchuria Army). This was the first time in my life that I had observed the little devils at such a close distance.  , born with stunted growth, short, what the Kanto people call a pot figure, and with bandy legs, which looks out of proportion at first glance, and feels so awkward, but it just feels like he is so arrogant, with his pig head raised,  With his nostrils pointed upward, he stood straight and arrogant, with an arrogant look on his face. He looked like a conqueror.

    A sallow-faced national soldier was conducting a body search in front of him, dragging a girl in her twenties and not letting go. A pair of hands kept stroking the girl's chest and buttocks, and shouted, "Entrainment."  Are there any contraband? "The girl was so embarrassed, her face was red, and she was almost in tears. You almost stripped her naked, and you were still asking, wasn't this intentional?  In the end, he grabbed the girl's bulging breasts with both hands, rubbed them a few times, and shook his head with a still unfinished expression, which meant, "Come in," and then walked towards us and searched us one by one. Damn, what?  Rules, search him in front of me, I raised my hands flat, and saw his slender little neck stretched out in front of my eyes. I only need to stretch my arms to pinch it. It is easier to keep it than to kill a chick. I think of his ugly appearance just now.  , this scum, traitor, died without mercy, the murderous aura in his body suddenly leaked out, this bad guy's body stiffened, as if he had been frozen instantly, he quickly looked up at me, and saw the knife-like cold light in my eyes, he couldn't believe it  I took two steps back, rubbed my eyes, and tried to control myself. A little impatience would mess up a big plan. Before it was my turn to settle accounts with him, I quickly withdrew my murderous intent and restored the honest and dull expression of a rural boy. The boy shook his head.  I probably thought it was just an illusion, but he obviously had no interest in me anymore, so he stretched out his leg and gave me a kick in the butt, "country bumpkin, if you don't have anything to do, stay at home, why are you running around? This is where you came from? Don't let the car hit you.  You're dead, get out! "Asshole, you're dead. You dare to kick my noble butt. I don't know that it's a tiger's butt, let alone kicking it?"  When I was settling accounts with you, a fellow villager who came with me had two taels of soju and a bag of dry tobacco leaves in his arms to keep out the cold. This guy regarded them as contraband and confiscated them. Everyone finally entered the city angrily.  , several fellow villagers warmly invited me to come with them, but I declined. We have big things to do, how can we bring trouble to you!  Saying goodbye to a few fellow villagers, I walked alone on the street of Sanchahe.

    Sanchahe in this era was still very prosperous, with 4,000 to 5,000 households and a population of 30,000 to 40,000. This was a big place in Southern Manchuria at that time, with long streets lined with shops, mostly Japanese goods.  From time to time, the noise of guessing orders and singing songs came from the restaurant facing the street. From time to time, a group of Japanese soldiers carrying plaster flags strode past proudly, their hard hooves making a "thud" sound on the snowy ground.  Just like a group of untrained wild donkeys, they break into other people's gardens and trample them wantonly. The cries of vendors on the street are heard one after another, and pedestrians are constantly coming and going. It is a false prosperity. I don't know that under this gorgeous coat, the beauty of this land is covered.  How much shame and scars!  There are even drunken Japanese ronin swaggering past with their arms around women dressed seductively, and they laugh unbridled from time to time. Damn it, do you really think this is the paradise of kings?  Your hometown?

    Walking further, most of the things you see are trading companies, companies, etc. opened by Japanese. It seems that this is a commercial area for Japanese people. There are also many brothels, including brothels run by Japanese people.  , a Japanese prostitute with thick white rouge on her face, leaning in front of the door to greet the guests, yes, this is also a scene!

    It is my first time to come here. I am not familiar with the geography and people, and I have no grasp of the situation. I have to reconnoiter the terrain first, and then make a decision before taking action. The Japanese military police headquarters, military depots, hospitals, docks along the river, and warehousesI checked them all and found that the Japanese had really put in the effort in these places. They were heavily guarded. There were machine guns at the door, barbed wire fences, and big wolf dogs. There were strict checks on entry and exit. There were almost everyone wandering around the city, but this big Gou family member  Where is the hospital?  I haven't seen it yet, but I turned a corner and saw an old man selling baked potatoes. He set up a big stove on the street and it was hot. I was a little hungry. I wanted to take a bite. This baked potato is also a good local snack.  , weighed a potato, touched it in his hand, it was hot, driving away the coldness all over his body, he took a bite, wow, it was doughy and sandy, sweet, delicious, really delicious, he casually asked, "Uncle, you know  Why don't we leave the Gou Family Courtyard?" The old man took two steps back as if he had seen a ghost. He looked at me in panic and didn't say anything. I felt strange, "What's wrong, sir?" The old man looked around nervously, did he see you?  He lowered his voice and asked: "Young man, what are you doing there?" I smiled, "Uncle, I am a messenger. The village chief of my village asked me to deliver a letter to Mr. Gou's family. When I first came back, I also  Don¡¯t know where to go? I¡¯ll ask you for help!¡± The old man breathed a sigh of relief, ¡°Young man, you don¡¯t know, this family is not a good person.  A wolf that eats people without spitting out their bones. I don¡¯t know how many families near the Sancha River were ruined by this father and son. We, behind our backs, cursed his whole family for a bad death, but to this day, this person  , are still alive and well, what kind of world is this? Good people don¡¯t live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. Now, they rely on the Japanese again, which is even worse." The old man shook his head and sighed as he said it, with a look of helplessness on his face.  While chatting with the old man, I learned a lot about the situation. There is a Japanese military police brigade and a regiment of national soldiers living in this city, and then there are the police. They are not weak. Following the direction pointed by the old man, I walked towards the Gou family compound.  Go, before leaving, this kind old man repeatedly told me to leave as soon as I finish delivering the letter. It is a wolf den. If I beat you or scold you, don¡¯t talk back. We will not suffer the immediate loss. Thank you, old man! These are my words.  Folks who are as honest and kind as red sorghum on the black soil!

    Seeing that the sky was getting dark, I turned around a few streets and came to a place near the river. All of a sudden, I saw bright lights in front of me. Coming from such a dark place, my eyes were a little uncomfortable for a while. It was such a big and dark courtyard.  The door is closed, and the plaque on the door reads "Gou Zhai" in two big characters. It is more appropriate to call it a doghouse or a wolf pen. A few electric lights illuminate the open space in front of the door, and the surrounding wall is a foot long.  How high is it? There is a barbed wire fence on it. In front of the door, there are two big stone lions squatting there with their teeth and claws open. At the four corners are high turrets. From time to time, figures with guns flash past, and searchlights sweep around like ghost eyes. It's really  The security was so tight that it looked like a prison. The family didn't feel panicked and walked carefully around the yard. Good guy, this circle was four to five miles long. It was such a grand scene.  , the Gou family is not close to the surrounding neighbors, and the nearest one is dozens of meters away. I don¡¯t know whether the Gou family intends to do this or the neighbors don¡¯t want to be near his house. Anyway, it is lonely, so I chose a few easy-to-enter houses.  place, secretly make a note, that¡¯s it for today, it¡¯s getting late, let¡¯s find a place to stay first, fill our stomachs, and come back tomorrow night, hum!  Gou San, let your dog live one more day!

    I left the Gou family compound and walked back along the street, trying to find a hotel to stay in. I walked to a restaurant and was about to go in. It was noisy inside when I saw two big, round-waisted people dressed as waiters, pushing and shoving.  Pushing a skinny kid down on the street, what kind of world is this? It's unjust for two adults to bully a kid?  I quickly walked over and helped him up. He was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, with rags and unkempt hair. On his thin face, a pair of bright black eyes shone with a cold light of unyielding and hatred. He also had a look that was about the same age as him.  Appropriately stern and sophisticated, he glanced at me, spat fiercely at the door of the restaurant, said nothing, and was busy picking up cigarettes scattered on the snow. I went over to help him pick them up.

    After finishing cleaning, he spoke weirdly Chinese and was very fluent. His name was Bater. He was a Mongolian from the Horqin Grassland. He was an orphan since he was a child. He was herding sheep for the prince. In a snowstorm, the sheep were lost. He  Afraid that the prince would kill him if he went back, he escaped and lived in Sancha River the year before last. Thanks to a kind-hearted old Han couple who had no children, they took him in and they were able to live a stable life.  , it didn¡¯t last long, the old couple passed away one after another last year, and he became an orphan again. Fortunately, two broken thatched houses were left behind, so he didn¡¯t sleep in the open air. Alas!  Another bitter gourd, poor little brother. Seeing that he hadn¡¯t eaten yet, I wanted to buy him something to eat. Seeing this, he took me to a shop selling cornmeal pancakes and bought a large pack of pancakes.  It's strange. Didn't this little guy count all the food for a week on me?

    Packing delicious food, he grabbed my hand and asked me to go to his house. Okay, nothing happened anyway, just go and have a look. I followed him around and walked away in the dark.  After a while, we arrived in front of two dilapidated thatched huts. There was a faint light from the fire in the house. As soon as we entered the courtyard, four or five children ran out of the house. They were young and sallow, and they were all shouting around Battle.Jumping again, I was so happy to see this, I followed into the house. There was a stove pit on the ground, and something was cooking in a dark iron pot. When I saw that I had brought back food, several children were busy stuffing pancakes into their mouths and eating.  I hurriedly asked Barter what was going on with the incense. It turned out that after the old couple passed away, he took in these poor children who had no father or mother. The youngest was only ten years old. He had no choice but to force the entire cigarette stall.  Children, hawking along the street, these children go out every day to pick up some leftovers, garbage, etc., so they can barely make ends meet. No, today, seeing that the restaurant was doing well, they went in to sell cigarettes. Unexpectedly, they were called out by the boss.  The waiter was kicked out. He also said that the restaurant relied on the owner's brother-in-law as the police chief, which was unkind. Seeing this scene, my nose felt sore, and I hurriedly took out all the money I had with me.  I left it to Battle, but he said he didn¡¯t want it, so I forced it to him. Seeing this, Battle was particularly moved and wanted to become an ¡°Anda (opposite-sex brother)¡± with me. At that moment, he brought two bowls of water and knelt down in the middle of the room.  Next, we announced our names and swore to each other, "Qiuli Anda" and "Battle Anda". We hugged each other tightly and stayed for a while. Then I said goodbye to them. Battle must send me off. I firmly dissuaded him. Seeing me like this  , he had to give up and repeatedly asked me to visit them often. I agreed. On the way back, I couldn¡¯t calm down. The Mongolian brothers I met today are completely different from my current partners. It can be said that they left  It's a completely different path. In terms of psychological quality, none of my friends can compare with him, because Battelle has experienced so much suffering at a young age. Listening to him talk about his journey of wandering, he was in danger of life and death several times.  Struggling on the edge is like telling someone else's story. There is no emotional fluctuation at all. I am surprised. This is a good seedling, like a piece of jade that has not been polished in chaos, like a sword that has not been sharpened. With time and a little sharpening, it will be determined.  Being able to become one of my capable generals and making the Japanese invaders fearful is definitely an unexpected bonus!

    As I walked, I felt worried. All the money I had was given to Battelle. Mr. Tang is now penniless and a pauper. What should I do?  You can't go hungry and sleep on the street, right?  Hey, there is a shop opened by a Japanese in front. Look, this store is quite small. Why don¡¯t you go in and spend some money?  This does not violate the moral principles of the world. It is natural and reasonable to use Japanese money. There is no psychological burden. Yes, let¡¯s do it. Today we will be a gentleman in Liang Shang. The funds for our activities in Sancha River for the past few days have been raised by Little Japan.  We have provided it. The thought of making the Japanese people feel uncomfortable makes us happy from the bottom of our hearts!

    He looked around and saw that there was no one around. After getting angry, he jumped up the wall. This wall was not as high as the Gou family. It was effortless. He leaned in the shadows and looked into the store. The store was brightly lit and there were a row of costumed waiters.  There were people standing there neatly. A short, fat Japanese man in his forties wearing a kimono, dragging his bowed legs, kept cursing "Baga Baga" and reaching out to hit him from time to time.  The slaps from the guys and the curses got louder and louder. Look at these guys dressed as Chinese, but no one dared to resist, not even to say anything back. Poor and irritating compatriots, this little devil scolded them to the point of spitting out stars.  Hengfei, we didn¡¯t learn Japanese for nothing. It turns out that this Japanese guy is scolding the guys. Today¡¯s business is not as good as the Miura family¡¯s business next door. The Chinese guys in his strange shop don¡¯t work hard and only eat and don¡¯t work.  , such unsavory words as pigs, idiots, inferior races, etc., poured out from his big ugly mouth like manure. Damn you little Japanese, I regret learning your bird language.  It's better if you don't understand, so you don't have to hold your breath. I really want to rush in and punch his shit-spewing mouth. I bet you'll forget what teeth look like in your life!  I'm furious!

    The bastard was probably tired of scolding, so he took a few deep breaths and ordered the guys to stand still. It was estimated that the matter was not over yet. He held a square iron box in his hand and walked to the backyard. What this guy was holding looked like a cup of wine.  He looks like a treasure, could it be today¡¯s business money?  Definitely is!  Otherwise, this guy can be held in his arms as if he is more precious than his father, haha!  I really couldn't find anything, and it took no effort to get it. I was worried about where to find money. No, this short guy was delivered. I was destined. I followed him quietly and saw him entering a room in the backyard.  After a while, I came out of the luxuriously decorated room and returned to the front yard. Immediately, there was a sound like a wolf howling in the front yard!  okay!  Where did you send the evil fire? Let's go in and get the money. This is called no delay. Thank you for your cooperation. Happy cooperation. I tried to push the door, but it was not locked. Unexpectedly, this guy is too careless, right?  Gently slide in, the room is brightly lit, but it doesn't make a sound, hey!  A Japanese woman wearing a kimono was sitting on the sofa with her back to me. The money box was placed on the cabinet in front of her. It was another accident. There was someone in the room, and she was a Japanese woman. What should I do?
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