The martyrs' cemetery is surrounded by purple smoke, and the monuments are towering into the sky.

The museum houses the legendary history of bandit suppression, and the forest is covered with lush greenery and torches are burning.

On the East Mountain of Hailin, there is a martyrs' cemetery hidden among the green pines and cypresses. This is the burial place of Captain Yang, the special reconnaissance hero.

When Yang Baiyi and his family entered the Martyrs' Cemetery, their expressions became solemn. Even the usually lively little girl followed them obediently.

The cemetery consists of four parts: memorial area, martyrs' cemetery area, military exhibition area and botanical garden area.

When we arrived at the memorial area, we saw detailed records of Captain Yang’s heroic deeds in suppressing bandits.

The story of going alone to Xingshu Village, taking Tiger Mountain by strategy, and capturing the "Mountain Eagle" alive has inspired generations of Chinese people.

The staff of the memorial hall are responsible for providing free interpretation, combining graphic materials and relics of the martyrs to vividly explain the thrilling stories.

The whole family listened very attentively and were fascinated and admired Captain Yang's deeds of going deep behind enemy lines and fighting wits and courage with the bandits.

After passing through the memorial area, we visited the Martyrs' Cemetery. The ten-meter-high monument was majestic, and the three-meter-one tombstone was solemn and dignified.

The tombstone was made three meters and one meter long because Company Commander Yang sacrificed his precious life in battle at the age of 31.

"Brother, you are just like me. It turns out that what is sung in the model operas is true!"

When leaving Captain Yang's cemetery, the little girl said with emotion that she was shocked by the staff's explanation just now.

"Of course it's true. The mountain behind our village is where Captain Yang fought."

Yang Baiyi said patiently to the little girl.

"Brother, you often go up the mountain. Have you ever been to the mountain village of Zuoshandiao?"

The little girl suddenly became curious.

"The stronghold was wiped out by Captain Yang and his men a long time ago. It no longer exists."

In fact, Yang Baiyi had actually visited the ruins of the mountain stronghold and collected more than a dozen boxes of gold, silver and jewelry.

"Masters, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Yang Baiyi was afraid that he would not be able to find a tricycle when he returned, so he asked the three tricycles that had brought them there to wait at Dongshan.

"Not long, not at all, little comrades. Where are you going now?"

Because Hailin Dongshan is already out of the county town, one trip costs 50 cents, and a round trip costs one dollar, so the tricycle driver is still willing to wait.

"Please take us to a street with Korean characteristics."

After reporting the address, three tricycles slowly left Dongshan and headed towards the county town.

"Oh my god! They're speculating and profiteering so blatantly in broad daylight, and the security team won't do anything about it?"

There is no doubt that my grandfather's family, who came here for the first time, were shocked by the street with Korean characteristics.

Standing at the intersection, you can see the hustle and bustle of the street at a glance.

The shops and stalls along the street are filled with a wide variety of handicrafts and snacks that are overwhelming.

Because today is the weekend, there are a lot of pedestrians on the street and the whole street is very lively.

"Grandma, this is preferential treatment for ethnic minorities. No one will care. Come on, let's go in and take a look."

Lin Wanru put one arm around Muxue and the other around Zhou Fengying and led them into the street.

She had come here twice with Yang Baiyi and was completely able to accept the lively scene in front of her.

When they arrived at the special street, the little girl was happy again. She wanted to try this and that, eating from the beginning to the end of the street, not missing any delicious food.

"Free trade and revitalizing the economy—I proposed this idea when I was in Sioux City, and that's why I was sent to the farm."

Xiao Qingyang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In the past few years, before he met Yang Baiyi, Xiao Qingyang had made countless profound self-examinations, but in his heart, he never thought that his views were wrong.

"Grandpa, let's not talk about this outside. Let's talk about it when we get home."

On the bustling streets, there must be plainclothes officers monitoring everything.

They give preferential treatment to ethnic minorities, but ordinary people do not have this preferential treatment.

If someone had heard what Xiao Qingyang said just now, he might have to find a place to explain himself.

"Grandson, the rice cakes, potato cakes, and dried pollack you sent us, were all bought here?"

Mu Xue, who was walking in front, turned around and asked Yang Baiyi behind her.

"Yes, grandma, you can buy whatever you want. The things here are of high quality and no tickets are required."

Yang Baiyi regretted what he said after he finished speaking. He underestimated the fighting power of the three women.

Before they reached the end of the street, he and Xiao Fuxing were already covered with bags of all sizes.

"That won't work, uncle. Wait here for a moment. I'll find a tricycle and put the things there first."

Fortunately, this is the busiest place in Hailin County, and there is never a shortage of tricycles waiting for work.

After freeing his hands, Yang Baiyi went to rescue his uncle, who still had a lot of bags hanging on his body.

After the three women were satisfied, Yang Baiyi took them to dinner and they had special barbecue and cold noodles.

"It turns out we bought so many things, Lao Xiao, you didn't stop me from ordering."

After eating and drinking, it was dark and the group prepared to return to the guesthouse.

Mu Xue felt a little embarrassed when she saw the various snacks and handicrafts piled up in the tricycle.

"You were all in high spirits just now, I wouldn't be so tactless!"

Xiao Qingyang is such an insightful person. Today, it's not just the two old people here. There is also their daughter-in-law and future granddaughter-in-law around them. He doesn't want to be the bad guy.

"Grandma, this isn't our fault. It's all because Folk Customs Street doesn't require a ticket."

Lin Wanru gave Muxue a way out.

"Yes, mother, Wanru is right. If they need tickets, we naturally can't buy so many things."

Zhou Fengying is also a smart person.

"You two have a point. Well, it's getting late, let's go back!"

Mu Xue was very satisfied with this reason.

After playing for a whole afternoon today, everyone was a little tired. After returning to the guesthouse, we washed up and went back to our rooms to sleep.

After ten o'clock, Yang Baiyi, who was lying on the bed resting, opened his eyes.

After placing ghost hand vines in several rooms, Yang Baiyi jumped out of the window.

After ten o'clock, the streets were empty and there was no one around. Yang Baiyi walked towards the black market with ease.

When I came to the small yard where he often stored supplies, I found the same lock and nothing had changed.

Yang Baiyi found the key from the space, opened the gate and walked in.

There is not a single weed in the yard. It seems that Heihu takes good care of the yard.

Yang Baiyi placed ten wild boars in the house. Wild boars are a rare and delicious meat for ordinary people, but Yang Baiyi doesn't like them very much. He prefers wild goats and roe deer.

After locking the door again, Yang Baiyi walked towards the Black Tiger's stronghold in the dark.

I knocked on the gate and there was a quick response from inside.

"Comrade, we've been waiting for you. Our boss has been missing you like crazy. Please come in."

When the dog opened the door and saw Yang Baiyi, he was so excited that he almost jumped up.