march to victory

Because of staying up late for a long time, Zhang Qingshan couldn't bear it physically. In addition, the climate was not acclimatized, and the troops fought one after another. Zhang Qingshan got enteritis and had diarrhea all day long.

Ordinarily, Zhang Qingshan could get timely medical treatment, but at that time Western medicine was scarce, so Zhang Qingshan insisted not to use Western medicine, saying that Western medicine was precious, and left it to comrades who needed it more—this kind of dedication was shared by almost all comrades at that time. first choice.He turned to traditional Chinese medicine for treatment, but Chinese medicine is not as strong as Western medicine, and he pays attention to gradual progress, but the troops have been marching for a long time, and he was not given much time to brew the medicine.Therefore, when others were resting, he had to write down his experience while brewing medicine. In this way, his enteritis disease kept procrastinating, with ups and downs.

On November 11th, it seemed that it was about two days away from Sangzhi County, but Zhang Qingshan's enteritis did not heal quickly, but another accident happened.

At noon that day, he and the comrades of the Pioneer Regiment marched in a hurry, passing through a valley called Niu Daroll.

Zhang Qingshan carried two long guns on his back, and while striding, he chatted with the two little ghosts who were only thirteen or fourteen years old, encouraging them.Because the two little ghosts didn't know whether they were physically overwhelmed by the long-term marching and fighting, or because their stomachs were spoiled by eating. Like Zhang Qingshan, they were sick with diarrhea.But Zhang Qingshan was weak because of his diarrhea for several days. After walking for a while, his body broke out in cold sweat, and his head was a little dizzy.

As he was talking, suddenly, the kid on the left swayed and fell towards the ridge on the left.

The road ridge is not high, only about one meter, but below it is a muddy puddle that common people use to store fertilizer, which emits a foul smell.

Zhang Qingshan quickly pulled him back, the brat was fine, but Zhang Qingshan felt a whirlwind, his feet went limp, one of them didn't stand properly, and fell off the ridge by himself.

After falling into the muddy quagmire, Zhang Qingshan was awakened by the stench instead, and with the help of his comrades, he came up quickly.Other comrades were concerned and asked him if he was injured, but he laughed and said that he was feeling hot and stuffy all over, and he was fine now. After taking a shower, he felt much cooler, which caused bursts of laughter.

Everyone saw that Zhang Qingshan was not injured, so they didn't care about it - marching and fighting for days, the wind came and went, and the muddy water that gave off a bad smell was nothing at all.

When passing by a small stream, Zhang Qingshan and a few comrades purposely walked last, and then happily took a bath in the stream, and changed into clean clothes borrowed from other comrades... He didn't care about it himself.

But when he was resting at night, Zhang Qingshan felt that something was wrong. Not only did he have more severe diarrhea, he always felt weak and wanted to sleep, and his calf hurt slightly.But he didn't want to disturb others, so he stood firm.

Illness comes like a mountain!

When we woke up the next morning, Zhang Qingshan felt that his eyelids were extraordinarily heavy, so he asked the comrades next to him to help him take a look: the eyelids were fine, but his eyes were a little red. According to medicine, he had "pink eye disease" - probably because of the rising of the rotten mire. The poisonous gas was fumigated.

Somewhat depressingly, I don't know if fighting poison with poison had an effect, Zhang Qingshan got pink eye disease, but his enteritis disease unexpectedly healed for no reason.

It was better during the day, at least Zhang Qingshan could still see the road, but it was difficult to march at night, everything was a bit blurry, and walking was also very inconvenient.The two little ghosts beside him wanted to tell the leader about this, but Zhang Qingshan stopped them, saying that if a man can't even overcome this minor illness, he will cause trouble for his comrades and grab precious western medicine from the seriously injured. How can you join the revolution?Are you still a revolutionary comrade?Then, he started to brag, saying how badly he was injured during the war, but he still survived.He also exposed the knife and gun wounds on his body, which made the two brats stunned.He also threatened them, saying that he was a high-ranking official, and if they dared to disclose this matter, he would transfer them to his side as guards later, and take care of them.

The next Lu Zhang Qingshan was in torment. In just one night, his eyes were swollen, and the eyeballs were red like rabbit eyes.At this time, Zhang Qingshan was truly blind: his eyes were swollen badly, no matter day or night, he couldn't see the ground clearly at all, the most important thing was that he couldn't see the light in his eyes, and his eyes hurt when he saw light. The pain was severe and I was shaking all over.The current situation is reversed from yesterday: it is better at night, at least there is no sunlight, but it is troublesome in broad daylight. Zhang Qingshan had no choice but to wrap his eyes with gauze, because the medicine was scarce, and he did not want to alarm others, so he secretly Ask the two little ghosts to boil hot water and wash their eyes.

At this time, the spirit of mutual help among the revolutionary comrades was manifested: at first, the two little ghosts were frightened by Zhang Qingshan, and they dared not tell others about it, so they had to help him secretly.Help Zhang Qingshan wash his eyes with hot water, help him to cook, and help Zhang Qingshan on his way.Even if Zhang Qingshan wants to go to the bathroom, someone has to take him to the grass by the side of the road, otherwise, Zhang Qingshan will always feel that there is a possibility of running out.

In the end, this matter was discovered, and the head of the vanguard group came with a doctor, but Zhang Qingshan wanted to hide it at first. After being exposed by the doctor, he said that the treatment was good, but he thought that Chinese medicine was better than Western medicine, and he didn’t like Western medicine. I just love the smell of Chinese medicine.The comrades around listened with red eyes and sore noses—this is a march and a war, who has time to boil Chinese medicine?Zhang Qingshan's statement made it clear that he wanted to leave Western medicine to the comrades who needed it most, because such things abound in the Red Army, and everyone understands its significance, so how can they not dare to do it?

Next, Zhang Qingshan found all kinds of excuses for not cooperating, even the strange excuse that his body was not used to western medicine was justified.The two brats who heard it burst into tears, and kept saying that they had harmed the leader.In the end, it was the doctor who was well-informed and experienced, and understood Zhang Qingshan's intentions, so he said that Comrade Zhang Qingshan had already arrived in Sangzhi County, and it was only half a day's journey away from the meeting place. , There are all kinds of medicines in the headquarters hospital, so don't save for the comrades.On the contrary, it is your disease, if you don’t treat it quickly, you will probably blind both eyes. At that time, even if there is medicine, there will be no cure. At that time, how can you participate in the revolution and how can you go to the Long March? ?

When Zhang Qingshan heard this, he thought about it and thought it made sense, but he still didn't feel at ease and asked if he really wanted to join forces with the Sixth Red Army?After getting an affirmative answer, he smiled and obediently cooperated with taking the medicine.

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the Second and Sixth Red Army Corps joined forces in Liujiaping, Sangzhi County, Hunan Province.

The scene of the reunion was full of gongs and drums, and it was very lively.Although we were separated for less than half a month, everyone felt as if we had been separated for a few years.The comrades embraced each other, jumped, shouted, and shouted slogans such as "Long live the Red Army!", "Long live the Communist Party!", "Long live the revolution!" and so on.

Zhang Qingshan was very excited, but his eyes were tied with gauze, so he couldn't see anything, but he had his own way, as long as he heard a voice in front of him, he would step forward and hug him without saying a word.

I don’t know how many comrades hugged and celebrated. Suddenly, Zhang Qingshan felt that the clothes on his left hand were being pulled. Without thinking, he turned around and hugged him, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Long live the Red Army...uh!"

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and then someone shouted anxiously: "Wrong hug, wrong hug, let go, this is a lesbian!"

"It's not wrong, it's not wrong, it's this lesbian." Hearing the voice, he knew it was Zhou Baoyu, a clever ghost.

Even the spectators worried that the matter was not big enough, and shouted jokingly: "They are all revolutionary comrades, so it is understandable to hug the wrong one at this time~!"

Zhang Qingshan was startled, and felt that the tip of his nose seemed to smell a faint, but somewhat familiar fragrance. Also, this lesbian did not know whether she was excited or angry, but her body trembled slightly, which shocked Zhang Qingshan, and her mind was like Two words flashed like a thunderbolt: broken!

But before he let go, he felt his left ear being twisted, and Xiang Xueqin's angrily voice came from his ear: "Come with me!"

"Ouch~! Let go, let go... so many people are watching."

"Hahaha……"

Although Xiang Xueqin was bold and aggressive, she was a girl's family after all, so she was still a little thin-skinned. She blushed amidst the cheerful laughter of her comrades, and finally let go. She became angry and pulled Zhang Qingshan away regardless of whether Zhang Qingshan could see it or not. Qingshan's hand walked quickly to the side, although it seemed to be running away, but his hand was still tightly holding Zhang Qingshan's hand and would not let go.

In front of everyone, Xiang Xueqin was fierce like a tigress, but after leaving everyone's sight, Xiang Xueqin was extremely gentle, gently supporting Zhang Qingshan, and softly reminding Zhang Qingshan to be careful of things under his feet.

He helped Zhang Qingshan to a cool place under the eaves of a house, helped Zhang Qingshan sit down, and asked Zhang Qingshan to wait while she washed her hands and got some medicine.

This kind of tenderness was what Zhang Qingshan experienced for the first time in Xiang Xueqin, but after Xiang Xueqin came back again, the tenderness continued, but his mouth became long-winded.While untying Zhang Qingshan's gauze, he complained: "When you leave, Qian reminds, Wan exhorts, please be careful, why are you so disobedient? Look, I made my eyes look like light bulbs..."

"I'm here to save that little comrade, accidentally..."

"I know you're trying to save that little comrade. That's what I should do, but I'm not talking about this. I'm asking you that you have enteritis, why don't you know how to go to the doctor for treatment? You procrastinate, thinking that you are Immortal, you can resist anything, look, this is all right..."

Suddenly, Zhang Qingshan came to his senses: Xiang Xueqin was a way of expressing his concern for himself and his safety. At this time, any explanation by himself would be superfluous, and it would be an unethical expression.

So, Zhang Qingshan followed Xiang Xueqin's words and said something to comfort Xiang Xueqin.Sure enough, although Xiang Xueqin complained more fiercely, her tone was very soft.

"Hey! Little Tiger, is this your family's fighting hero?"

"It doesn't look like it~!"

"That's right, little tiger, don't get me wrong, otherwise, when your hero comes back, it will be a disaster if you turn over the jar~!"

"Get out! Get out of here, there is nothing good."

"Ha! Ha!" Everyone laughed and ran away.

Although he couldn't see it, Zhang Qingshan could think about it. At this time, Xiang Xueqin's complexion must be red, but she must be strong enough to scold these sisters who made fun of her, and she must look extremely cute.