Today's military is different from those of later generations. The military of later generations is divided into different branches and is more focused on its own field. The military of the 1970s was different. They knew everything and could do everything.
When Qin Qingman evacuated, not only she and Chuchu evacuated, but the elderly in the house and the Zhao family were all taken to a safe area outside the village.
The only soldiers left in the village were those led by Yuan Xiangyang.
Tents have been set up five miles outside Tuanjie Village. Although tents are not as warm as houses, the cold night is slightly alleviated by the shelter of the tents and the fires lit inside.
Tuanjie Village had a large population, and as soon as everyone evacuated the village, the tents that Yuan Xiangyang and his companions had brought were immediately filled to the brim.
At this time, people will not divide the tents according to the households, but will cram people into whichever tent has space.
The arrival of Qin Qingman and his friends not only brought many elderly people, but also brought the Zhao family.
The Zhao family is a criminal and must be held in solitary confinement.
Fortunately, Yuan Xiangyang and his men had brought several large tents just in case. These tents were originally used for field combat meetings, but due to the special circumstances, Fang Lu and his men directly occupied a large tent.
All the members of the Zhao family were taken in.
As a state employee, Fang Lu could not mistreat the Zhao family. When the tent was full, a bonfire started burning.
Two large fires were lit in a large tent, and the temperature gradually rose.
"We hope that you can honestly explain your problems. The clearer you explain, the more likely you will be taken into consideration during sentencing." Fang Lu was sitting majestically on a makeshift stool.
Because it was in the wilderness and there were no decent tables, chairs or benches, the platoon leader led the soldiers to cut a lot of branches to make simple benches, which was better than sitting on the ground in the snow.
"Comrade Gong'an, I will confess, I will confess everything." The first person from the Zhao family to surrender was Zhao Pingjun.
He selfishly and reasonably demonstrated what it means to flee on your own when disaster strikes.
"Xiao Zou, pay attention to the records." Fang Lu instructed the policeman beside him, then dragged Zhao Pingjun to a corner of the tent and questioned him carefully. There were no conditions now, so he could only conduct a public trial like this.
What he wanted to ask at this time was no longer the gold, but the location where the Zhao family buried the explosives.
Every explosion point must be clearly identified, and the explosives must be taken out as soon as possible.
Tuanjie Village has a large population, and any omission could lead to a murder, so Fang Lu's interrogation of the Zhao family is no longer valuable at this time. The most urgent task is explosives.
Only by resolving the hidden dangers in the village can people return home with peace of mind.
It's so cold, you can stay outside for one day, but I guess the elderly and children won't be able to bear it for one more day.
As Fang Lu was busy in this tent, Qin Qingman was also receiving the elderly people in the village in another tent.
All the elderly people she brought out from the Zhao family are here.
"Comrade Qin, we will tell you everything you want to know without any concealment." Zhao Zhengye spoke on behalf of the elderly.
Qin Qingman had given them some time before, and Zhao Zhen had already explained everything that had happened in the village to the elders. Only then did they know that there were three police officers imprisoned in the dry well in Zhao Feipeng's home.
People nowadays are very simple.
He is also very patriotic and loves the party.
When they learned that Zhao Cai had committed an unforgivable crime, the elders' three views immediately took over. No matter how Zhao Cai had defended Tuanjie Village, it was not an excuse for Zhao Cai to break the law.
As soon as Qin Qingman arrived, these old men came to see Qin Qingman in person under the leadership of Zhao Zhengye.
Everyone wanted to help Qin Qingman.
Because everyone remembered Qin Qingman's life-saving grace. If it weren't for Qin Qingman and her brother, not only would they have died long ago, but their families might have also been reduced to ashes along with the explosives buried by the Zhao family.
It was only when the elderly people left the Zhao family's home that they realized how much explosives the family had buried.
At first they did not resist because they intended to repay the Zhao family's favor with their own lives.
But when they learned that the Zhao family was going to blow up the entire village, the old people could no longer sit still, and they came together to look for Qin Qingman.
"Fellow villagers, come in and sit down, let's sit down and chat." Qin Qingman was already prepared for the arrival of Zhao Zhengye and his group of old people, so the tent she was staying in at this time was not a small tent, but a large tent.
Two large bonfires had already been burning in the tent.
The orange flames illuminated the dim oil lamp, adding a touch of warmth to the simple tent.
There were not only Qin Qingman and Chuchu in the tent, but also two public security comrades.
These two public security comrades have good listening and sketching skills and were specially selected by Qin Qingman from the public security team.
One is called Xiao Shu and the other is called Xiao Qian.
All very young.
"Xiao Shu, Xiao Qian, go pour some water for the fellow villagers." Qin Qingman asked Zhao Zhengye and other elderly people to take a seat while instructing the two public security comrades who were following her to help pour water.
It’s so cold and no one has eaten yet.
It can be said that everyone is so hungry that their chest is sticking to their back. Pouring a cup of hot water can not only relieve the discomfort in the stomach, but also warm the whole body.
"Old people, drink some water. We came in a hurry and didn't prepare much. The cups and honey are borrowed from the nearest house. You can drink without worry." Xiao Shu and Xiao Qian explained to the old people while pouring water.
"Thank you, thank you Comrade Qin."
Zhao Zhengye took the cup of water that Qin Qingman handed to him.
Qin Qingman was not idle either. She was also pouring water for the elderly. This time, there were more elderly people than those seen at the Zhao family, so of course she had to help pour water. It was impossible for her to just watch Xiaoshu and Xiaoqian busying around.
There are soldiers guarding outside the tent. If you need anything, just give them a call and they will provide it.
After a busy period, Qin Qingman and the old people sat around the fire.
Everyone held a cup of hot water in their hands, and after drinking the sweet hot water, everyone had a smile of relief on their face.
After surviving a near-death experience, everyone was extremely satisfied to be able to sit down and have a cup of hot water.
"Little comrade, if you want to know something, just ask."
The old people all looked at Qin Qingman eagerly.
Chu Chu was sitting beside Qin Qingman holding the wolf cub. He was a little sleepy and didn't listen to what people were saying in the tent. Instead, he dozed off. The wolf cub was the same as him.
Qin Qingman felt the weight around her, and did not ask Chuchu to leave. Instead, she smiled at the old people and said, "Fellow villagers, I want to know if there was anything unusual before and after Zhao Laosi's death."
Worried that the elderly people might not understand, she explained, "I just want to ask if you have seen anything strange before and after Zhao Lao Si's death. This didn't happen before, but only around the time of Zhao Lao Si's death."
"Comrade Qin, you want to know the whereabouts of the gold, right?"
Zhao Zhengye and his friends had been in the living room of Zhao Cai's house before, and they had heard clearly the conversation between Qin Qingman and Old Madam Zhao. When Qin Qingman asked this question, he immediately knew what information Qin Qingman wanted.
"Yes, this batch of gold is the property of the country. Both the public security personnel and the government personnel have the obligation to find this batch of gold and put it into the national treasury. Therefore, the purpose of our trip is indeed to find this batch of gold hidden by Zhao Cai."
Qin Qingman did not hide anything from the old people.
"Young comrade, do you suspect that the gold is hidden in Zhao Laosi's coffin?" Although the old people were not well educated, they had rich life experience. After hearing Qin Qingman's explanation, they guessed that Qin Qingman suspected that the gold was hidden in Zhao Laosi's coffin.
"We suspect it, but we're not sure."
Qin Qingman then explained to the elders, "According to the clues, Zhao Cai returns to Tuanjie Village many times every year, and each time he comes he stays for a long time. Half a ton of gold is a lot of gold, so he can't not care about this batch of gold. So, in addition to taking care of his mother, he may also return to the village to protect the batch of gold."
Qin Qingman said this and looked at the elders and said again: "We heard that Zhao Cai would sit on his father's grave for a long time every time he came back. That's why we suspected that something unusual must have happened in the village before and after Zhao Lao Si's death."
When the old people heard this, their expressions became very serious and they all tried hard to recall.
Recalling what unusual things happened in the village before and after Zhao Laosi's death many years ago.
The time span was a bit long, so no one spoke at the first moment, but instead thought about it seriously.
Zhao Zhengye suddenly said, "Comrade Qin, your guess is not without reason. After the Four Olds Movement, we required many things to be simple, whether it was a wedding or a funeral, they were all very simple. In recent years, the villagers dared not even go to the grave to burn incense, for fear of being caught. Speaking of which...
Zhao Zhengye fell into memories.
An old man in the crowd suddenly said, "Everyone in our village knows that Zhao Cai goes to the grave to see his father every time he comes back. After all, he has been there not only once or twice, but so many times that there must be people who have seen him."
"Old man, can we chat for a while?"
Qin Qingman looked at the old man who was speaking, and Xiao Qian behind him was also writing quickly.
"In the early years, no one probably saw Zhao Cai visiting his father's grave often. In the early years, my eldest grandson went up the mountain to chop firewood. He vaguely saw someone on Zhao Laosi's grave from across the hill. He was worried that someone might be causing trouble, so he approached in hiding. When he was almost there, he realized it was Zhao Cai. He was startled and sneaked down the mountain without showing up."
The old man explained to Qin Qingman.
"Yes, more than one person saw this, but not many people saw it with their own eyes, because when Zhao Cai went up the mountain, the village militia would be guarding the perimeter, and no one dared to touch the mold."
Another old man added.
"Zhao Cai's location on the mountain is very hidden, blocked by rocks, and it cannot be seen unless you look at it from a special angle." The old man then revealed the suspicious point to Qin Qingman.
"Old people, has no one ever been to the village where Zhao Laosi's grave is buried?"
Qin Qingman asked.
"No one is going. We all know Zhao Cai. Although we are all grateful for his kindness to our village, we are afraid of Zhao Cai. We know that he is not doing a good job in his current position."
This was Zhao Zhengye's answer.
Hearing this, Qin Qingman nodded.
"As you can see, there were indeed some abnormalities before and after Zhao Laosi's death." Zhao Zhengye now sorted out the clues.
"Old comrade, please tell me." Qin Qingman turned her gaze to Zhao Zhengye.
Since Zhao Zhengye was going to speak, he didn't hide anything and said directly: "Zhao Laosi died in the county town."
The Public Security Bureau also found out the circumstances of Zhao Laosi's death. Qin Qingman nodded when she heard this.
"At that time, there was no road in our village, so cars could not enter the village. If a person wanted to return to the village after death, he had to be carried. The dozens of people who carried Zhao Laosi were all young men from our village."
As Zhao Zhengye continued to narrate, not only his eyes became distant, but also the eyes of the old people sitting around the fire became distant.
Everyone entered into memories.
Qin Qingman did not disturb the elderly people and waited patiently. As for the two public security officers, they were concentrating on writing in their notes.
It is less likely to make mistakes if two people divide the work of taking shorthand.
"There is a highway from the county seat to Nanzhen, so Zhao Laosi's coffin was transported by car on this section of the road. However, there is no road from Nanzhen to our Tuanjie Village. After hearing the news, I led people to Nanzhen to pick up the coffin."
The scene from that year seemed to appear before Zhao Zhengye's eyes.
"When we went to Nanzhen, we went to half of the village. In rural areas, people pay attention to the excitement after a person's death. When Zhao Laosi died, the situation was not that serious, so we were able to gather so many people."
The other elderly people nodded when they heard this.
"The car stopped at the end of the road in Nanzhen. When we got here, there were almost no houses around and there were trees all around. It was a sunny day, with good weather," Zhao Zhengye continued.
"And then?" Qin Qingman knew that something unusual was going to happen.
Zhao Zhengye suddenly took a gulp of the hot water in the cup, and then continued: "We encountered trouble when we were lifting Zhao Laosi's coffin out of the car. We couldn't lift it."
Qin Qingman's expression changed.
"Normally, sixteen people are needed to carry a coffin, because a person becomes extremely heavy after death. The weight of the person plus the weight of the coffin, our ancestors stipulated that sixteen people must carry the coffin. But the sixteen young people in our village who had prepared at that time were simply unable to carry Zhao Lao Si's coffin."
The muscles on Zhao Zhengye's face twitched when he spoke of this, which showed what kind of memory the incident had left on him.
"Old comrade, then you added more people to carry the coffin, right?"
Qin Qingman asked.
"Yes, we must increase the number of people to carry the coffin. The number of people has been increasing, and the thick poles for carrying the coffin have been getting longer and longer. A hundred people cannot lift Zhao Laosi's coffin. Don't you think it's strange?" There was a hint of fear in Zhao Zhengye's eyes when he looked at Qin Qingman.
Qin Qingman had her own thoughts, "A dead body can't sink very deep, even if there's half a ton of gold in the coffin, it's impossible for a hundred people to be unable to lift it."
She thought it was unreasonable.
"Yes, it is absolutely irrational. You asked me before whether there was anything unusual before and after Zhao Laosi's death. I thought about it for a long time before I told you this."
Zhao Zhengye looked at Qin Qingman seriously.
"Old comrade, please continue. I remember you said before that it took dozens of people to lift Zhao Laosi's coffin. What happened?" Qin Qingman had a good memory and still remembered what Zhao Zhengye had said before.
"Comrade Qin, logically I shouldn't say anything more, because times are different and saying some of these things might cause trouble." Zhao Zhengye suddenly said this.
"Don't worry, old comrade. This is necessary for the case. I will definitely keep it confidential." After Qin Qingman said this, she turned her head and told Xiao Shu and Xiao Qian: "Don't record what I say next."
"Yes, Comrade Qin."
The two police officers had long been convinced by Qin Qingman, and they treated her words as orders.
"Comrade Qin, that's not what I meant. If someone else asked me about this, I would definitely not say anything. But since it's you who asked the question, I believe in your character." Zhao Zhengye saw that Qin Qingman had misunderstood, and quickly waved his hand.
"Thank you for your trust, old comrade. I promise that today's conversation will not cause you any trouble."
Qin Qingman shook hands with Zhao Zhengye.
Zhao Zhengye got Qin Qingman's promise, so he had no scruples and said frankly: "Zhao Laosi died early, and the Four Olds Campaign had just begun. Our Tuanjie Village is far away, so the situation was not serious yet."
Qin Qingman nodded.
"When we went to pick up Zhao Lao Si's coffin, we brought a Taoist priest (feng shui master) with us. After the death of our deceased, we had to ask the Taoist priest to look at the land and choose the day for burial, so we did everything according to the Taoist priest's instructions."
Zhao Zhengye continued, "That day, the number of people carrying the coffin increased to more than a hundred. When they all lifted the coffin, the Taoist asked us to stop and stand aside. He began to burn paper and incense in front of Zhao Laosi's coffin."
Hearing this, Qin Qingman immediately understood why Zhao Zhengye had been so cautious in what he said before.
At the same time, she also understood what Zhao Zhengye meant.
Even though no one dares to call themselves Feng Shui masters nowadays, and no one admits that they are practicing Feng Shui, a few decades later, things that are considered as dross now will still be practiced in rural funeral ceremonies after people die.
Visiting the grave, calculating the burial date, and performing rituals after death are all allowed in later generations, but not in this special era.
Not only will they be tortured, they may also be arrested for ideological re-education, and in serious cases, they may even be sent to labor camps.
"Old comrade, can this Taoist priest lift the coffin after burning incense paper?"
Qin Qingman was curious.
In later generations, when the coffin was carried out of the house, some families would indeed encounter some inexplicable things, such as being unable to lift the coffin, strange noises coming from the coffin, or the coffin bearers falling on the ground, etc.
It is said that the dead are reluctant to leave their descendants, or that the descendants have wronged the dead and the dead are taking revenge.
At this time, a Feng Shui master has to step in.
Feng shui masters can not only read graves, but also communicate with ghosts.
Burn incense and candles, and communicate with the ghost of the dead in a singing voice that the living cannot understand. After a lot of trouble, all the abnormalities will disappear, and finally the coffin can be carried out of the house smoothly.
This is also the reason why people hire a Feng Shui master after they die.
Family members who have no problems hope that the deceased elders can ascend to heaven as soon as possible with the help of the Feng Shui master and bless their descendants; some family members who have done something wrong hope that the Feng Shui master can calm the elders' resentment and let them go.
In short, this matter is very mysterious and no one can explain why.
When Qin Qingman heard Zhao Zhengye say that the Taoist priest burned incense and paper money, she guessed the reason, but she didn't know whether there was really some mysterious incident or whether Zhao Cai had done something.
"The Taoist not only burned paper money and incense, but also asked the filial sons and grandsons to kneel and kowtow around the coffin. After a busy period of more than ten minutes, when the Taoist called us to carry the coffin again, we were able to lift it, although there were more people carrying the coffin this time than before."
Zhao Zhengye finally explained everything clearly in one breath.
"Old comrade, can this Taoist still be found?" Qin Qingman was hopeful, but she also knew that if the Taoist had made a deal with Zhao Cai, some things would probably be impossible to find after so many years.
Zhao Zhengye shook his head. "It's strange to say, not long after Zhao Lao Si was buried, this Taoist fell into the river and drowned because he drank too much. It is said that he was attacked by Zhao Lao Si's grudge."
"Is there such a saying?"
Qin Qingman understood in her heart that this Taoist must know something about the situation, which is why Zhao Cai killed him after the gold was truly hidden.
"Young comrade, you don't know. I heard that being a Taoist priest is not a good job because you have to deal with ghosts all the time. Most of them don't have a good ending and die young. It is said that they deceived the ghosts and were retaliated by them."
An old man in the crowd said something in a serious tone.
"Yes, I heard that the living suppressed the anger of the dead, so that the dead could not find anyone to take revenge on, so they directed their anger at Mr. Taoist."
"When Zhao Lao was young, he was not a good person. He often beat and scolded his wife and children. Otherwise, Zhao Cai would not have entered the landlord's house as a farmhand at the age of 16. It is not easy to be a farmhand. Not only do you have to work hard, but you also have to eat and wear badly."
"Zhao Cai was lucky and in good health. He survived until liberation and then turned over a new leaf. He was good to his mother, but he didn't like his father. It can be said that his father's death was caused by the torture of Zhao Cai and his brothers."
The elderly in Tuanjie Village are not only old, but also know a lot.
As Zhao Zhengye started talking, others also started talking about the situation in Zhao Cai's family.
"My fellow villagers, logically speaking, Zhao Cai and Zhao Laosi have no family affection. Now that the person is dead, why is he still filial? No one cares whether he is filial or not." Qin Qingman felt more and more that the hiding place of the gold was related to Zhao Laosi.
"Young comrade, if you ask this question to others, no one will be able to answer you. You have come to the right place by asking us."
An old man in the crowd grinned at Qin Qingman with his missing teeth, and then continued, "Young comrade, why was Zhao Cai so kind to the deceased Zhao Lao Si and often visited him? It is said that Zhao Cai became successful because Zhao Lao Si was buried in a good place."
"Yes, there is such a saying. It is said that the cemetery land will benefit future generations, otherwise how could Zhao Cai become a high-ranking official in the county?" Although Zhao Zhengye felt that his words sounded "old-fashioned", he still said it.
Qin Qingman had a clue after hearing this. She looked at the old people and asked again, "Fellow villagers, please think back and see if there have been any unusual incidents in the village in recent years."
"Yes, this Zhao Feipeng is very abnormal."
An old man answered the phone.
"What's so unusual about this?" Qin Qingman motioned Xiao Shu and Xiao Qian beside her to continue recording.
The two police officers immediately lowered their heads and held their pens tightly.
"Comrade, everyone says that Zhao Feipeng has a problem with his brain. We think he does have problems sometimes. When facing such a mentally abnormal person, we can only try our best not to provoke him and avoid him."
Qin Qingman understood this approach.
Zhao Feipeng was a person with a brain problem, which was equivalent to a mental patient in later generations. Such a person was a time bomb and could do something unexpected at any time.
Or it may hurt someone.
If they stay away from each other, both sides can live in peace.
"Old man, please continue." Qin Qingman wanted to know what was so abnormal about this Zhao Feipeng, and she always felt that there must be a lot of things hidden in this Zhao Feipeng.
"Zhao Feipeng often left the village and went into the mountains."
The old man continued.
"Do you know where he went in the mountains and what he went there to do?" Qin Qingman had always been suspicious of Zhao Feipeng, and now she was more focused.
"More than one person discovered Zhao Feipeng entering the mountain, but no one could track where he went. Although Zhao Feipeng is not smart, he is very vigilant. Once he enters the mountain, he will take a detour. Not only will he take a detour, but he will also observe his surroundings. If he finds someone following him, he will chase them immediately. Everyone knows that Zhao Feipeng is not smart, but he is very strong and can beat people without restraint. So far, no one knows why Zhao Feipeng went into the mountain and where he went."
"How long does it take for Zhao Feipeng to go into the mountains, and how long does he stay there?"
Qin Qingman quickly grasped the key point and asked.
"He went into the mountains at random, but he would go there once a month. As for how long he stayed, sometimes he stayed for three to five days, sometimes he stayed for seven to eight days, and sometimes we didn't see him for so long that we were worried that he had died in the mountains."
Zhao Zhengye felt helpless when he said this.
"So, after entering the mountains, Zhao Feipeng not only has the ability to protect himself, but also does not go hungry in the mountains." When Qin Qingman said this, the image of Zhao Feipeng flashed through her mind.
Zhao Feipeng is not short and has a strong physique. She originally thought that this man was raised well by Zhao Cai, but now it seems that Zhao Feipeng himself has the ability.
Zhao Zhengye also understood the meaning of Qin Qingman's words and nodded, "Because Zhao Feipeng is very strong, he usually won't get hungry when he goes into the mountains, but no one can or dares to follow him."
"Old man, is there anything else going on? Tell us everything."
Qin Qingman knew that Yuan Xiangyang and his men would have to work for half the night to clean up the explosives in the village, so she simply encouraged the old men in the tent to talk more. There was a fire to warm themselves and hot water to drink. The army's cooks were also cooking, and it would not be long before dawn.
In the big tent not far next door, Fang Lu also obtained a lot of useful information from interrogation.
Under the oil lamp, he had drawn a map of Tuanjie Village based on the description of the Zhao family. The map also marked the point where the Zhao family buried the explosives.
Looking at the explosives burial sites scattered throughout the village, Fang Lu's scalp began to tingle.
After examining the last member of the Zhao family, he rolled up the map in his hand and went directly to another tent to find Qin Qingman.
"Comrade Qin, all the explosives caches in Tuanjie Village have been marked."
Fang Lu showed the map to Qin Qingman. His expression was extremely serious, and his brows were tightly knitted together because of worry.
The word "Chuan" is deep and eye-catching.
"So many." Qin Qingman's expression was also extremely serious. She overlapped the explosives buried point on the map with the Tuanjie Village in her memory and said: "The buried point of explosives is generally far away from the kitchens and places where fires are used in each household. It seems that the Zhao family is also worried about accidents."
"Yes, I've also discovered this problem." Fang Lu nodded and whispered, "The Zhao family is not simple. They were able to bury so many explosives without letting the villagers notice anything unusual. It is definitely not something that one or two people can do. After interrogation, it was found that the Zhao family did not know when the detonator fuses in the village were laid. They only knew the situation in their own home."
"Comrade Fang Lu, the police who were guarding the militia just now reported that the militia had dug many trenches in the village and buried many bamboo tubes in them. They were accomplices of the Zhao family, but they didn't know that there were bombs in the bamboo tubes."
Fang Lu was just interrogating someone, and the public security comrade who came to report directly reported to Qin Qingman when he saw this.
Qin Qingman now informed the situation.
"So that's how it is. It looks like it's Zhao He. The militiamen all listen to Zhao He's command. Zhao He can use militia training or other reasons to prevent the villagers from having any suspicion." Fang Lu breathed a sigh of relief after finding the reason.
"Comrade Fang Lu, take the Zhao family and meet up with Yuan Xiangyang and the others immediately. We must clear out all the explosives in the village before dawn and give the people a safe home." Qin Qingman knew what the focus of the next step was.
"I'll arrange it right away."
Fang Lu has become accustomed to Qin Qingman's command.
"By the way, Comrade Qin, is there any progress regarding the gold issue?" Fang Lu turned around and thought of another key thing.
"Yes, don't worry, I have a plan in mind."
Qin Qingman's words were not only to comfort Fang Lu, but also reflected her guess. She just had to wait until dawn to verify it. If nothing unexpected happened, she could get the gold and return to the county town during the day.
"Comrade Qin, thank you so much for today."
Fang Lu solemnly grabbed Qin Qingman's hand and shook it vigorously, then went back to the tent to make arrangements.
As for eating, they didn't bring much dry food this time, and they would have to distribute it to the villagers later. Instead of being hungry when they were idle, it would be better to do more work. When they are busy, they won't feel hungry anymore.
Qin Qingman looked at Fang Lu's back and originally wanted to remind Fang Lu and the others to eat before entering the village, but after changing her mind, she immediately understood why Fang Lu was in such a hurry.
Sigh deep in your heart.
Qin Qingman sincerely admires the police and soldiers of this era, as they really only care about the common people.
"Sister, don't you want to eat?" Fang Lu woke up Chu Chu when he came to find Qin Qingman. The woken up child was standing not far away holding the wolf cub waiting, and also saw that Fang Lu was not going to eat.
Touching her belly which was already showing signs of an empty city plan, Chuchu licked the corner of her mouth cautiously.
He is hungry.
Very hungry, or breakfast.
If you don't eat for a day, your stomach will have digested everything.
Facing Chuchu's question, Qin Qingman looked down at the child, rubbed the child's head, and said, "Eat." She and Chuchu's bodies had been damaged with great difficulty, and they absolutely could not act stubbornly.
"Um."
Chuchu nodded heavily.
Yuan Xiangyang did not bring a few cooks this time, but soldiers are omnipotent. Not only can they go to the battlefield to fight, but they can also wash their hands and go to the kitchen. When there were not enough people to cook, some soldiers also joined in the cooking.
There are hundreds of people in Tuanjie Village, plus the team that came this time, the number is nearly a thousand. Feeding so many people consumes a lot of manpower.
When the villagers heard that they would have a share of dinner, they quickly volunteered to help.
Not only did they help, they also took out all kinds of food from their arms and pockets.
It was dinner time when we evacuated urgently, and many families had already prepared dinner.
Everyone has been hungry and knows the importance of eating a full meal.
During the evacuation, everyone quickly put food into their pockets and arms so that they could contribute their own food.
With everyone's donations, the food that was originally insufficient immediately became abundant.
When Qin Qingman learned of this, she immediately found Fang Lu, who was about to lead his men out, and stuffed a few steamed buns into each of their hands. These steamed buns were not only food for Fang Lu and his men, but also dinner for Yuan Xiangyang and others who were busy in the village.
"Comrade Qin Qingman, I'll leave this to you. Take care."
Fang Lu stuffed the steamed bun into his arms, saluted Qin Qingman, and then led his men into the village.
The members of the Zhao family who were chosen to follow the gang into the village to seize the explosives all hung their heads.
They were afraid of death, but under the command of Fang Lu and other public security officers, they had no choice but to follow them into the village.
They remember how Zhao He died.
No one except the children could sleep that night.
The villagers were worried about not being able to return home, while Qin Qingman and the people who stayed behind were worried about accidents, so fires were burning in all the tents all night, but no one slept.
It was getting light.
When the roosters crowed, the village was still peaceful and quiet.
Only then did Qin Qingman heave a sigh of relief. Based on her understanding of Yuan Xiangyang and his soldiers, she knew that after all their busy work, the explosives in the village should have been recovered, and it was estimated that a vehicle would be leaving for the county town soon.
The car was loaded with seized explosives.
An hour later, the sky gradually brightened. Qin Qingman used branches to poke the fire in front of her, added a few thick firewoods to the campfire, moved Chu Chu, who was leaning on her, to one side, and then walked out of the tent.
Outside the tent, the soldiers who had changed their posts several times were no longer familiar faces.
Seeing Qin Qingman walk out of the tent, the soldiers on guard saluted and then stood guard at their posts again.
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