The veterans from Guangdong and Guangxi that Lin Sanqi recruited were actually mainly veterans from Guangxi.
Guangxi has produced good soldiers since ancient times. For example, the famous wolf soldiers of the Ming Dynasty beat the Japanese pirates so hard that it is no exaggeration to describe them as brave and fearless.
During the Republic of China period, the New Guangxi Clique troops, led by Li and Bai and with Li Pinxian, Liao Lei, Xia Wei and others as the backbone, occupied an important position in the history of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression.
Therefore, Guangxi soldiers are easy to use, good at fighting, obedient and brave, and are the favorite source of soldiers for military commanders.
On the contrary, soldiers in wealthy areas are difficult to manage, are not good at fighting, and are more likely to become corrupt officials.
As a result, there are no young soldiers today, but there is a young general.
On the way to Lalie Commune, Lin Sanqi walked along the mountain road with difficulty, leaning on a wooden stick, and talking to people while panting.
When Wang Jin heard Lin Sanqi say that the Guangxi soldiers were good at fighting, he smiled bitterly:
"Boss, who wouldn't be afraid of death? Back when we were fighting in the Korean War, we were afraid even when we were lying on the ground facing the constant bombing of American planes and artillery. Who would have thought that a incendiary bomb would fall on you and roast you to death?
But there is no other way. For scholars like them in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, their families are wealthy and they can study. In ancient times, they could take imperial examinations, and in modern times, they can go to university and do business. These are all opportunities to change their destiny.
But we in Guangxi are poor. Look, there are mountains all along the way, with only a little land in the valleys. Poor mountains and bad waters are the words that describe our place.
There is no food, no local specialties, no money, no academy. We are so poor that we are not given any chance at all.
Because we are poor and cannot go to school, we have lost the biggest opportunity to change our destiny.
Also because of poverty, we didn’t even have the capital to start a business. In addition, we couldn’t speak the language, so no one wanted to let us go out to work.
So for us young people, the only chance to change our fate is to join the army and go to war. In the war, there is food to eat, even if the food in the army is poor, at least people will not starve to death.
During ancient wars, our Guangxi Wolf Soldiers were charged per head, with a clear price tag of how much silver each head cost.
If we want to earn more silver, we can only kill more enemies. So when we go to the battlefield, the wolf soldiers will rush towards the enemy with a howl, because those are all ingots of silver. "
Lin Sanqi laughed and said:
"That's why I said it, the principle is the same. In ancient times, the more enemies you killed, the more rewards you received. The same is true for the barefoot doctor program I am promoting now.
Barefoot doctors must be able to earn money. The more they work, the more money they earn; the less they work, the less money they earn. If you lie down all day and don't see patients, you won't earn any money.
In this way, barefoot doctors are naturally willing to work overtime every day to treat patients without any urging from their superiors or any ideological education.
Wang Jin also nodded and said:
“I don’t understand the big principles, but I do understand what you mean, boss. Eating from the same pot will only create one lazy person after another.
When we were farming in the countryside before, many people worked without putting in any effort. Anyway, if you worked hard and put in enough labor, you would get 10 work points.
Some people secretly sit in the cornfield, slacking off, chatting, and having affairs, and after work they still only get 10 work points. Who would still be willing to work?
There was not enough food to begin with, and with this, the food output has been reduced even further. It will not be enough if only one or two people in the village work hard.
Especially when we went to Hong Kong and looked at the policies there, at least I felt that we should not continue to eat from the same pot, but should distribute the land to the farmers.
When farmers have their own land, hardworking ones will produce more grain, while lazy ones will produce less. In this way, farmers will be motivated and spend all day in the fields, cherishing their land as if it were their own children.
"Only when you have food can you have enough to eat, boss, don't you think that's the truth?"
Lin Sanqi nodded and glanced at the security chief with satisfaction:
"Old Wang, that's great. It seems your horizons and perspectives have broadened over the past few years in Hong Kong. It's a pity that the land distribution program you mentioned will take at least a few more years."
On a winter night in December 1978, 18 villagers from Xiaogang Village in Anhui Province, with the courage to be the first in the world, pressed their bright red fingerprints on a "secret contract" to divide the land among households.
It says:
"We have divided the land among the households, and each household head has signed and stamped his name. If we can do it in the future, each household will guarantee to pay its annual tax and public grain tax and will no longer ask the state for money or grain. If we cannot do it, we cadres will be willing to go to jail or be beheaded, and all the members will also promise to raise our children until they are 18 years old."
They walked and chatted until noon. Lin Sanqi was too tired to move and sat down on a stone by the roadside.
"Wang Jin, how long will this take?"
Wang Jin, carrying a large bag, said cheerfully, "Boss, we're almost there. We'll be there in about three hours."
Lin Sanqi vomited blood when he heard this: "Oh my god, I've already walked for five hours, and I still have to walk for another three. Is your hometown the end of the world?"
Huang Xiaoji, the youngest, jumped out from the side at this time, holding the venomous snake in his hand:
"Boss, look what this is? It's a delicious white-headed viper. We'll grill it and eat it later. It tastes delicious. I've been craving this since I was in Hong Kong."
Lin Sanqi looked at the venomous snake coiled around Huang Xiaoji's arm and jumped away in fright:
"Throw it away, throw it away, Wuliang Tianzun, how can you kill?"
Huang Xiaoji chuckled and said, "Boss, are you afraid of snakes?"
Hahahaha~~~
Everyone burst into laughter.
The 10 retired soldiers that Lin Sanqi brought this time were all from the same village. They had signed up to go to the Hong Kong River with Wang Jin as their guard, swam across the Deep Bay together, and were also the first group of people to follow Lin Sanqi.
They are the most loyal to Lin Sanqi, and Lin Sanqi is the most tolerant to them.
This time I brought them back to Guangxi because I needed the protection of these local tyrants. In the early 1960s, there were still bandits in remote mountainous areas.
Secondly, it is to allow them to return to their hometowns to visit relatives. If their families are willing, we are prepared to bring their families to Hong Kong together.
When a group of people arrived at the entrance of Dizhu Village in the evening, Lin Sanqi was carried there.
Because he really couldn't walk anymore, Wang Jin and his companions cut some bamboos, made a simple slide, and carried him along.
The veterans who have not returned to their hometown for two years are already eager to go home.
The entrance of Dizhu Village was already surrounded by villagers. When they saw Wang Jin and his group, they immediately screamed excitedly, and then the sound of firecrackers began to ring out.
"A Jin, A Jin is back..."
"Aji, Aji..."
"Ahua is back too, haha, Xiaonan, look, your dad is back..."
Wang Jin, Huang Xiaoxiao, Huang Hua, Lu Xuezhi, Zhao Jintao, Wang Can, Shi Nan, Liu Genchun, Xiao Yu, and Fan Dengfeng, ten people, abandoned Lin Sanqi and ran towards the village entrance like crazy.
Lin Sanqi almost fell down, but was supported by Liu Qizhan and Li Yujie beside him:
"These bastards, they've forgotten their boss because they have their own mother, haha!"
Li Yujie looked at the people crying not far away, and felt very envious:
"Minister, Wang Jin and his men have returned home in glory. They fought so hard in Hong Kong, and that's exactly what they were after."
Lin Sanqi nodded: "Yes, instead of staying at home, you should go out and explore the world. Without fighting hard, how can you get rich?"
At the entrance of the village, Wang Jin and his companions opened their huge backpacks, grabbed handfuls of candies and cakes from the bags, and distributed them to the villagers:
"Sanniang, try this, this is fruit candy from Xiangjiang."
"Sixth sister-in-law, this is Chen Yizhai's almond cake, try it."
"Oh, my little darling, do you miss your daddy? Here, this is a beautiful dress from Xiangjiang. Isn't it beautiful?"
The entrance to the village instantly became a sea of joy. When several veterans took out the gifts they brought from Hong Kong, everyone was envious.
All the young people who hesitated and did not go to Hong Kong now regret it deeply.
Huang Ali, the village chief of Dizhu Village, stopped the revelry and dragged Wang Jin out.
"Ah Jin, didn't you say your boss was coming over? Aren't you being very rude?"
Wang Jin was shocked when he heard this. In his excitement, he threw his boss to the side of the road. So he quickly ran to the intersection with everyone else:
"Boss, I'm sorry, we were too excited just now."
Lin Sanqi waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. I'll punish you by preparing a table full of local delicacies for me later."
Village Chief Huang quickly stepped forward and said, "Hello, hello. Are you the Xiangjiang boss of Ah Jin and his team? Welcome, welcome." (End of this chapter)
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