Today, in the showroom of Peng Dehuai's former residence, there is a "homecoming photo" of Mr. Peng in 1958.
Peng Dehuai's "Homecoming Photo" in 1958
This was secretly preserved by Yang Fangheng, secretary of the Party Committee of Mingguang Commune for 20 years. It was not until the reform and opening up that it was able to see the light of day again.
In his later years, Yang Fangheng had many emotions when faced with this surviving "Photo of Returning to Hometown".
Why did Yang Fangheng risk his life to treasure this photo? The reasons behind it are impressive!
Let’s take a look at his memories.
In 1958, Yang Fangheng was only 28 years old. He recalled: "I really didn't know much about Mr. Peng at that time. In the revolutionary struggle of nearly half a century, he made great achievements in the north and south, and made great achievements for the country." I don’t know much about the great contributions made by world revolution . Why do I have such deep feelings for Mr. Peng, and why do I keep his photos in the stormy sea when Mr. Peng returned to his hometown in 1958? It left such a deep impression on me that I will never forget it in my life!"
At this point, his eyes turned red and he murmured to himself: "Mr. Peng is a good person, a great person!"
Then, he recalled what happened when Mr. Peng returned to his hometown in 1958.
Yang Fangheng was a busy man at that time. At 7 a.m. on December 16, 1958, he was at the Commune Iron Works, and at 8 a.m. he was at the construction site of the Nantian Reservoir.
At this time, I saw the commune correspondent running out of breath and shouting loudly: "Secretary Yang! Secretary Yang! Secretary Zhou of the provincial party committee is calling you!"
The first secretary of the provincial party committee directly called a commune secretary. That is rare, and there must be a special relationship.
It turns out that the area under Yang Fangheng's jurisdiction at that time was equivalent to six or seven townships today. Zhou Xiaozhou's hometown, Huangjingping, was under his jurisdiction.
Upon hearing that Secretary Zhou was looking for him, Yang Fangheng hurried back to the commune without saying a word.
Zhou Xiaozhou told Yang Fangheng on the phone that a central leader was coming around 10 a.m.
Zhou Xiaozhou
Hearing the sudden news, Yang Fangheng had no time to make any preparations. He simply patted the dirt on his trousers and waited on the streets of Huangjingping.
Just after 10 o'clock, the road leading to Huangjingping was filled with dust. A gray-blue car drove towards it, followed closely by a jeep. Both cars stopped on the street of Huangjingping.
Zhou Xiaozhou, the first secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, was the first to get out of the car. Then, a tall, burly stranger appeared in front of Yang Fangheng.
Zhou Xiaozhou quickly pulled Yang Fangheng to the stranger and introduced him as Mr. Peng.
is really Mr. Peng! It is Mr. Peng who directs the Hundred Regiments of to fight against ! It’s Mr. Peng who defends and Yan’an ! He is Mr. Peng from to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea and ! Yang Fangxiang quickly rubbed his eyes, as if he was dreaming.
Before he could react, Mr. Peng's giant hands held Yang Fangheng's hand enthusiastically, and a warm flow flowed to Yang Fangheng's body. Zhou Xiaozhou's voice rang clearly in her ears: "This is Yang Fangheng, secretary of the commune party committee."
28-year-old Yang Fangning had never seen such a big official before, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
He timidly withdrew his hand and stood aside, cautiously.
After getting off the bus, Mr. Peng and his party walked straight to Zhou Xiaozhou's home, with Yang Fangheng following closely behind Zhou Xiaozhou.
Along the way, Mr. Peng saw a ragged child walking on the road. He leaned down and touched the child's clothes, and asked him kindly if he had eaten enough and if he was cold.
Although there are not many words, they are soaked with a kind of caring.
Seeing this, Yang Fangheng felt warm in his heart, and his respect for Mr. Peng arose spontaneously. Most of his timidity was reduced, and he could not help but get closer to Mr. Peng.
When he was approaching Zhou Xiaozhou's house, Mr. Peng asked Yang Fangheng, was a nearby Hunanxiang big landowner suppressed during the land reform?
Yang Fangheng said that it was suppressed.
Boss Peng asked again, the Xiaozhou family are also landlords, have you fought?
Yang Fangheng said that Comrade Xiaozhou participated in the revolution and was revolutionary.
Mr. Peng smiled and said: "They are revolutionary, you can tell the difference!"
Yang Fangheng saw that Mr. Peng was so approachable, and his original wariness completely disappeared.
After lunch at Zhou Xiaozhou’s house, Mr. Peng asked to visit the ironworks.
The ironmaking factory is about a mile away from Zhou Xiaozhou's home. On the way, Mr. Peng asked: "Are all the students concentrated in the school?"
Yang Fangheng replied: "Not all are gathered yet."
Mr. Peng said: "Xiyazi (children) are better taken care of at home. They are all concentrated, how can there be so many nannies. "
At this time, Yang Fangheng looked relaxed, and being with Mr. Peng was as carefree as being with his biological father.
arrived at the ironworks unknowingly.
As soon as he entered the factory, someone bought a thousand-ring firecracker and set it off with a "cracking" sound.
Mr. Peng's face suddenly became serious. He turned around and glared at Yang Fangheng and said, "I'm not dead yet. Why did you set off firecrackers?"
At that time, Yang Fangheng was also dumbfounded.
Mr. Peng hated this kind of thing so deeply that Yang Fangheng admired and convinced Mr. Peng even more from the bottom of his heart.
Peng Dehuai
At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Peng left Huangjingping and returned to his former residence (Wushi Pengjiaweizi).
At 9 o'clock in the morning the next day, Yang Fangheng received a call saying that Mr. Peng was going to have lunch with the workers of the ironworks.
At around 10 o'clock, Mr. Peng really came.
In the factory office, Peng Zongren, deputy secretary of the commune, reported on the work.
When talking about the situation of iron-making, Mr. Peng affirmed their achievements on the one hand, but also pointed out that the price paid was too high, “The trees were cut down, the houses were demolished, and the pots and stoves were broken. The losses were too great. It’s too big.”
He said sadly: "This stupid practice that violates economic and scientific laws is not worth the gain!"
Then, Peng Zongren reported on the situation of agricultural production. When he heard that the yield of sweet potatoes per mu was 80,000 jins, it would reach 240,000 jins next year. When the kilogram was weighed, Boss Peng asked Peng Zongren: "What is the area of one acre of your land?"
Peng Zongren said: "The old rule is, 60 square feet."
Boss Peng said:
"60 square feet, your sweet potato is 60 square feet." Wen's whole sweet potatoes? Otherwise, how could there be 80,000 kilograms? Are you from a farming background? If you don't think about it, you would dissolve 240,000 kilograms of molten iron in this 60-foot field. Otherwise, where would it come from? 240,000 kilograms?”
Mr. Peng told the cadres earnestly: “Seeking truth from facts is the party’s fine style. Don’t forget it at any time. As a person, when measured by the ten standards of a Communist Party member, I have not done enough, but there are some. One thing I insisted on was that I dared to tell the truth and seek truth from facts. "
During the meal, there were more than 30 tables set up in the front yard of the factory, and each table had a portion of pork, which was much richer than the usual meals. .
Mr. Peng had just taken a bite of rice, then left the table with his bowl and went to other tables, asking one by one how many meals he could eat in a month with this kind of food.
Before leaving, Mr. Peng took a group photo with everyone and left behind this precious "Homecoming Photo".
Recalling this, Yang Fangheng was very excited. He said: "I am a person who has come from that era... I have no other intention in saving this photo, only a belief that history will always make justice to Mr. Peng." Rating...I leave this photo for posterity."
Pressing it, he recalled the process of saving the photos:
During the ten years, he took the photos back, wrapped them layer by layer with oilcloth and plastic film, and placed them under the eaves of the pig house... that When the house was being renovated, he secretly took down the photo; after the house was built, he quietly put it back up again, and it lasted for more than ten years as winter turned to spring!
Peng Dehuai’s Tomb
In the end, he recalled: “I didn’t expect that I would come back from 20. After waiting for so many years, my hair has turned gray, and I finally look forward to this day..."
