On the morning of September 3th, 1988, in the bustling Beijing Railway Station Square, two simple middle-aged farmers squeezed out the crowd and went straight to No.1 Xinkang Street, a quiet street in this bustling city. They gently knocked on the gate, and the door was opened by a white-haired old man in a green military uniform. Are you Commander Tao?
I am, and you are-
Before saying a word, two middle-aged men have knelt down in front of the old man and sobbed, saying, We are the triplet brothers you saved in those years! The old man was dazed, and then quickly pulled them up, and the three men hugged each other tightly. The old man's name is Tao Guoqing, a retired former deputy commander of Shanxi Military Region. Two middle-aged men, Wang Qingwen and Wang Qingwu, are farmers in Wangzhuang Village, Fangli Township, Changyuan County. Why do these two generations meet so emotionally? This has to start from the era of war. In the autumn of 1947, the Kuomintang troops stationed in Changyuan City fled to Xiaogang Village to grab grain. Wang Zhangzhang of Xiaogang Village was originally poor and had no overnight food. Not long ago, his wife Lin Yuhua gave birth to three boys at one birth, and the hardships were even worse. Wang Zhangzhang's mother left her employer, fled to the west, asked for relatives and friends, and borrowed several liters of millet. Who knows that the rice grains were snatched away by the Kuomintang soldiers who went into the village to search for them before they touched their teeth. Wang this chapter to catch up and begged, boss, be kind and have pity on my three dying children! Without saying anything, the Kuomintang soldiers swung the butt of their guns and hit them, not only taking Xiaomi away, but also tying Wang Zhangchapter away. Wang's old mother fell on the bed in a rage and died in anger in a few days. Soon, a team of * * * producers came to Xiaogang Village, led by commander Tao Guoqing and political commissar Gan Weihan, ready to launch the northern Henan campaign again, and the headquarters was located in Xiaogang Village. The next morning when the troops were stationed, the two leaders were discussing the military situation when they suddenly heard the conversation between the guards outside the door and a woman. Sister-in-law, tell me what you have. The chief is busy. It is said that you are my common people's team, please help my children! Two heads heard out of the door and let her into the house. This woman is Lin Yuhua, the wife of Wang Zhangben. Seeing the kindness of the people in front of him, Yu Lin took the courage to say: I gave birth to three boys at one birth, and it was hard enough to eat nothing. Who knows that those things in the city that were thundered by five thunders took away the borrowed millet, which made my mother-in-law angry and tied my man away. I heard that you were the Eighth Route Army, so I called you. Lin Yuhua said here, plop down on her knees and save my child! Commander Tao and political commissar Gan quickly lifted her up and comforted her while pouring water: We are the people's army, and we are dedicated to saving the poor people. The two leaders ordered the guards to take a bag of millet out of their own rations and give it to Yu Lin Hua, saying with concern, "Take this millet home first for emergency.". Lin Yuhua shed tears and squirmed her lips, but she couldn't say a word. She fell to her knees again, repeatedly kowtowing, mumbling: benefactor, benefactor ...
On December 21st, the People's Liberation Army opened Changyuan City, but Commander Tao and Political Commissar Gan still missed the triplets and asked the Political Department to take 3 Jin of wheat from the seized grain and send it to Lin Yuhua's home. After the liberation of the county seat, Lin Yuhua's husband, Wang Zhangchapter, returned home. When the couple celebrated the victory with the villagers, the two leaders took the team to a new battlefield. My savior, please leave your name! Wang Zhangzhang and his wife stood by the roadside with three children in their arms, looking for them in the queue where there was no head in front and no tail in the back. Looking at the fading team, they stood infatuated for a long, long time. The triplets were saved. However, Wang Zhangzhang and his wife always had a worry. Whenever the children had birthdays, they took them to kowtow to the north, saying that the benefactor came from the north and left for the north after the war. Year after year, I said to my son again and again: Son, it's not easy to live, so be worthy of our great benefactor! The years are passing, and my thoughts are deepening. Mr. and Mrs. Wang's hair turned white, and their eyes were blurred, but they still couldn't hear from their benefactor. When Wang Zhangben died, he took the grown-up eldest brother and third brother (the second one died of illness at the age of ten) by the hand and told them again: Children, you must find our benefactor. If you are alive, you will kowtow to others. If you are not, you will add dirt to their graves, which will do our family's heart. Qingwen and Qingwu brothers did not live up to the general's concern. In the production and construction of their hometown, one was rated as an excellent party member and a model village cadre. One is an expert in getting rich through labor, and was awarded the glorious title of advanced worker by the county government. People who have never forgotten to dig wells, they have been struggling to find their own savior. In commemoration of the 4th anniversary of the liberation of Changyuan, Tao Guoqing, a 76-year-old general, reviewed his battle in Changyuan and talked about the touching scene of saving triplets. He also said that General Gan Weihan was still chanting three brothers when he was dying ... So, the story of the two generals' righteous rescue of triplets spread quickly in Changyuan. When Wang Qingwen and Wang Qingwu told their mother the good news, the old man who was over eighty years old cried ... His son was going to visit his relatives in Beijing soon, and the old man led his son, daughter-in-law, grandson and granddaughter, picking red dates and grinding millet, and the family was as busy as New Year ... In the golden autumn season, Wang Qingwen and Wang Qingwu took the wishes of three generations and took the villagers with them. In General Tao Guoqing's home, two generations talked with ecstasy. Seeing that the baby has grown up more than 4 years ago, the old general's face showed a gratified smile.