Jia Qinshan took the risk of rescuing the Red Army Ren Long One day in 1952, Jia Qinshan from the 7th Society of Dongzha Village, Daman Town suddenly received a letter of thanks from Yu Zhiqing, a letter of thanks signed by Yu Zhiqing from Chengdu, Sichuan. He could not remember

Jia Qinshan took the risk to save Red Army

Renlong

　One day in 1952, Jia Qinshan from the Seventh Society of Dongzha Village, Daman Town suddenly received a letter of thanks from Yu Zhiqing, signed by Yu Zhiqing, from Chengdu, Sichuan. He could not remember this Yu Zhiqing, why did he thank himself. After thinking about it, I remembered that I took in a young Red Army soldier fifteen years ago, and his nickname was "Rongwa". Is Yu Zhiqing the little Red Army soldier named "Rongwa".

　　One night in February of the lunar calendar in 1937, the spring was chilly, and a heavy snow a few days ago had not melted, making it even colder. Like other farmers, Jia Qinshan cleaned up the street door early, sat on the edge of the kang and roasted the fire for a while, preparing to take off his clothes and go to bed.

　　"Dong, dong, dong—dong, dong——" Suddenly I heard someone knocking on the door. He thought where did the people knock on the door in the middle of the night? I was afraid that someone's family had something urgent, so he put on a fur coat and went to open the door.

　　He carefully opened the door and a stranger immediately squeezed in. When Jia Qinshan saw that he was a stranger, he wanted to shout a few times to drive him out, but he looked carefully with the faint light of the lantern: this was a 15 or 16-year-old child, with a unkempt and dirty face, wearing a pair of rotten straw sandals on his feet, and a piece of rotten felt piece tied with a rope on the straw sandals. A felt on the body was dug a hole in the middle, and the head was drilled out of the hole. The felt was beaten from the front and back of the body, and tied it with a piece of fine hair rope around the waist. He stretched his hands into the felt on his chest, standing in the door, trembling and trembling. Seeing this, Jia Qinshan felt a little softened. A few days ago, I heard that a team of Red Army came here, but was disbanded by the Ma family army and wandered everywhere. This kid may be the Communist Red Army. Thinking of this, Jia Qinshan suddenly became nervous. At this time, the child was trembling and fucking, saying, "My fellow villager, don't be afraid, I am a Red Army soldier of the Communist Party. I won't harm you. We have been disbanded by the Ma family army and have not eaten for several days. You are good, please get me some food." After hearing this, Jia Qinshan looked at the poor Red Army soldier, pondered for a moment, carefully led him to his house, and whispered to his wife Wu Guizhen to get food for him. I went to find an old clothes and shoes for the little warrior to wear.

After eating, the little soldier slowly warmed up. While rubbing his hands and roasting on the brazier, he said to Jia Qinshan and his wife:

　　"We are the Red Army led by the Communist Party. We were disbanded by Ma Bufang's cavalry in the Zhangye Linze area of ​​Hexi Corridor. This is only temporary, and the Red Army will definitely win. If it is convenient, please let me hide at your house for a few days. I will leave after contacting the troops. I will never implicate you."

　　After careful consideration, Jia Qinshan told the young soldier: "Our family is too talkative and cannot live. There are two 'sheep houses' in our family that sees sheep in the woods in the east. There are usually no one going there. If you go there for a few days, I will give you food every day."

　　The young soldier heard it: "This is very good, thank you, fellow villager."

　　Jia Qinshan sent the young soldier to the sheep house in the woods in the east overnight, cleaned up briefly, and let him live.

　The next day, the local militia sent people to search everywhere. After the search, the households also went to the sheep house. The clever little soldier heard that someone was coming and secretly climbed onto the roof and avoided the search. I waited for militia to walk away and climbed down from the room, but I was not discovered.

　　In this way, the little soldier hid in the sheep house every day, and Jia Qinshan secretly went to deliver food every day. After a while, the wind outside gradually faded. It is said in society that there will be no war and no Red Army will be captured. The young soldier only showed up publicly and lived in Jia Qinshan's house, helping Jia Qinshan's family with sheep and doing some farm work.

　　The little soldier's hometown is in Sichuan, and his nickname is Rongwa. The Red Army joined the Red Army during the revolution in Sichuan and came here. If it weren't for Jia Qinshan's intake, Rongwa wouldn't know where he died.

　　In this way, Rongwa lived in Jia Qinshanjia until autumn. One day, a beggar came from Jia Qinshan's house. He had a torn dress, was holding an enamel jar in his left hand and a dog stick with his right hand.His left leg was lame and he seemed very difficult to walk. After meeting Rongwa, I talked to him for a long time. Rongwa walked into the house and said to Jia Qinshan:

　"Our comrade has found me, I'm going back. Thank you for taking me in, and I will definitely give you a good reply in the future." Then he followed the lame beggar.

　One day of winter this year, Jia Qinshan was working at home when suddenly a few people came in and took him to the Ma Family Army headquarters, hung him up and tortured him, asking him to explain how to communicate with the Communist Party. Jia Qinshan only admitted that he saw a beggar child, and when he saw him, he gave him food, he didn't know what "Tonggong" was. Later, his family gathered 200 oceans and begged local leaders and relatives to provide joint security, so Jia Qinshan was released from prison on bail.

　The letter said that the young soldier Rongwa, whom he took in, was from Chengdu, Sichuan. After being rescued, he returned to his hometown in Sichuan. After liberation, he worked as a worker in a factory in Chengdu. He was very grateful to Jia Qinshan for his rescue, so he wrote this letter of thanks.

From then on, Jia Qinshan sacrificed his life to save the Red Army and became a good story in the local area.

　　(Author profile: Ren Long, male, Han nationality, from Daman Town, Ganzhou District, Zhangye City, currently a member of Ganzhou Writers Association and a member of Zhangye Folk Artists Association. The novels "The Old Man Singing of Birds", "Inpatient", prose "It's May Again, the Fragrance of Date Flowers", "Flying Kites" and other literary works were published in provincial, municipal and district publications and media. Folk stories "The Legend of Qilian", "The Origin of Flower Village", "Hei Meichuan", "Snake Fairy", " Heihe , Longqu, Yingluo Gorge", are included in various collections of works.)

His left leg was lame and he seemed very difficult to walk. After meeting Rongwa, I talked to him for a long time. Rongwa walked into the house and said to Jia Qinshan:

　"Our comrade has found me, I'm going back. Thank you for taking me in, and I will definitely give you a good reply in the future." Then he followed the lame beggar.

　One day of winter this year, Jia Qinshan was working at home when suddenly a few people came in and took him to the Ma Family Army headquarters, hung him up and tortured him, asking him to explain how to communicate with the Communist Party. Jia Qinshan only admitted that he saw a beggar child, and when he saw him, he gave him food, he didn't know what "Tonggong" was. Later, his family gathered 200 oceans and begged local leaders and relatives to provide joint security, so Jia Qinshan was released from prison on bail.

　The letter said that the young soldier Rongwa, whom he took in, was from Chengdu, Sichuan. After being rescued, he returned to his hometown in Sichuan. After liberation, he worked as a worker in a factory in Chengdu. He was very grateful to Jia Qinshan for his rescue, so he wrote this letter of thanks.

From then on, Jia Qinshan sacrificed his life to save the Red Army and became a good story in the local area.

　　(Author profile: Ren Long, male, Han nationality, from Daman Town, Ganzhou District, Zhangye City, currently a member of Ganzhou Writers Association and a member of Zhangye Folk Artists Association. The novels "The Old Man Singing of Birds", "Inpatient", prose "It's May Again, the Fragrance of Date Flowers", "Flying Kites" and other literary works were published in provincial, municipal and district publications and media. Folk stories "The Legend of Qilian", "The Origin of Flower Village", "Hei Meichuan", "Snake Fairy", " Heihe , Longqu, Yingluo Gorge", are included in various collections of works.)