The conquering Chaoshan made Hu Hanmin and Liao Zhongkai who were left in Guangzhou happy and decided to go to the front line to express condolences. At this time, Fang Benren from Jiangxi sent troops across the border of Jiangxi and Guangdong to attack Shaoguan. Tan Yankai was shocked and withdrew from the Xingning front line and rushed back to Shaoguan. Lin Hu took the opportunity to pursue and defeated the Hunan Army defender in Lianping Chenxu.

The rest of Jieyang gave Zhuang Jihua time to rectify the troops, especially the two companies. He promoted the political education and training model of the 7th Company to these two companies, and also began to reflect on these two battles. This was a working habit he developed in his previous life.

The Second Regiment is stationed in Jieyang City, and other troops only practice routinely every day. Only the Third Battalion has a long time to practice every day, but also needs to carry out political education and cultural studies after the end. This makes those soldiers very envious of their colleagues in the First and Second Battalions.

After Jieyang conquered, the local agricultural movement developed rapidly. On February 27, Jieyang County Farmers Association held a city meeting in the city. After the meeting, a parade was held. Qian Dajun sent the third battalion to maintain discipline in the venue.

The venue was set at the playground of Yude School in Jieyang County. Zhuang Jihua came to the venue early in the morning to arrange a warning. The playground of Yude School was not very large and could only accommodate more than a thousand people. He arranged the 7th Company in the venue, and the other two companies were distributed around the venue.

Li Zhilong led the propaganda team to be at the venue. They set up the venue with the people from the Farmers Association. A huge Farmers Association flag was hung on the rostrum. This flag made Zhuang Jihua stunned for a long time. He didn't expect the flag to be like this.

The flag consists of two parts, with a small red flag embroidered with a sickle and an axe above. This is the upper gcd represented by Zhuang Jihua, and a big red flag below. There is a white plow in the center of the flag. Zhuang Jihua looked at it for a long time and couldn't understand why he wanted to embroider a plow instead of a sickle or a hoe.

"Hey, what are you watching here?" Just as I was thinking about a clear female voice rang behind him.

Zhuang Jihua shivered, and turned to see that it was Gong Xiuhua and Peng Fentian. Both of them were still dressed in the same outfit. Gong Xiuhua was cloth shoes and military uniforms, while Peng Fentian was still wearing coarse cloth clothes barefoot.

"Please, Miss, it's a life to be scared to death." Zhuang Jihua said angrily.

"Ha, you, Zhuang Wenge, will be scared to death by the little girl, and that little girl will be famous all over the world." Gong Xiuhua said cunningly.

"Of course, there is only one kind of woman who can scare men to death..." Zhuang Jihua said halfway and stopped talking.

"What kind?" Gong Xiuhua couldn't help asking.

"That's the kind of Xiaoqian." Zhuang Jihua said angrily. He wanted to talk about Sadako, but then he thought that Sadako's story had not yet.

"What kind of Xiaoqian? Which kind is that?" Gong Xiuhua asked suspiciously. Zhuang Jihua did not answer, as if he didn't hear it.

Peng Fentian looked at the two of them with a smile on the side. He had only seen Zhuang Jihua. On the Yudongling battlefield, Zhuang Jihua asked him only a few words and hurriedly chased the enemy. Even Zhuang Jihua's name was only known when he heard Gong Xiuhua call it out. However, he had a good impression of this young officer. Looking at him, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he smashed the trench wall and punched him. Later, he heard that the young battalion commander captured thousands of enemy soldiers, and his favorability doubled. However, he didn't know that Zhuang Wenge was him at that time.

Looking at Gong Xiu's paintings, Peng Fentian couldn't help laughing. This Zhuang Cultural Revolution was so interesting that he had gone through such a big bend to curse people.

"Why are you laughing at? Think about me, who is Xiaoqian? Li Zhilong said that Zhuang Wenge was talking in a circumstantial manner, and now I believe it." Gong Xiuhua said hatefully when she saw Peng Fentian laughing.

"Xiaoqian's original name is Nie Xiaoqian, and she is a beautiful girl in Pu Songling's Story at a Chinese Studio." Peng Fentian couldn't help but explain to Gong Xiuhua.

"Beautiful girl? He is so kind?" Gong Xiuhua really didn't believe it, so she couldn't help but look at Zhuang Jihua and Peng Fentian. Both of them were smiling, and she didn't understand the meaning of this kind of smile. This was an admirable smile.

Zhuang Jihua burst into laughter, while Peng Fentian laughed loudly, and said while laughing: "You have never watched Stories from a Chinese Studio."

"I have read some of them, and they are just ghost stories. Before I finish reading them, my mother took them away." Gong Xiuhua said distressedly: "What do you mean by saying he quickly?"

Peng Fentian curled his smile and said slowly: "Didn't you tell a ghost story?" Gong Xiuhua suddenly realized: "Nie Xiaoqian is a female ghost, and he called me a female ghost."

"Or how could you scare him to death?" Peng Fentian smiled.

"A female ghost is just a female ghost. As long as it can scare him to death, it's better to be a beautiful female ghost." Gong Xiuhua wrinkled his nose and said indifferently. At this moment, Zhuang Jihua suddenly felt that she was quite cute. Putting aside the political colors on her body, this is a very attractive girl, simple, optimistic and beautiful.

During the change of Gong Xiu's paintings, Zhuang Jihua and Peng Fentian were stunned at the same time, and then looked at each other and smiled.

"My name is Zhuang Jihua, and my courtesy name is Wenge." Zhuang Jihua stretched out his hand to Peng Fentian: "I had a hurry to part with Yudongling last time, and I didn't have time to thank you."

"It's all for revolution, no need to thank me. My name is Peng Fentian, and my name is Weimin." Peng Fentian held Zhuang Jihua's hand. The two of them held each other hard.

"Brother Weimin, I'm here to attend the Agricultural Association City Conference." Peng Fentian nodded, and Zhuang Jihua asked again: "What does the Agricultural Association's flag mean? Why is it inappropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate? The red flag with the sickle and axe above represents GCD, the flag below represents the peasant, the red symbolizes the flame of revolution, and the white symbolizes purity and innocence. It is so simple that it is not understood and has no knowledge." Gong Xiuhua said proudly, she was very happy to win Zhuang Jihua.

"Then why not choose a hoe or a sickle? That would not represent the farmers."

"This..." Gong Xiuhua was speechless.

"Plowing is a must-use tool for Chinese farmers for thousands of years. Without plowing, farmers cannot plow the land or plant rice seedlings and farming. Therefore, only plowing can represent farmers." Peng Fentian explained seriously.

Zhuang Jihua nodded. Peng Fentian obviously knew the farmers better than Gong Xiuhua.

"Brother Weimin seems to have read a lot of books?" Zhuang Jihua looked at Peng Fentian's dress and was a little puzzled.

"Hmph, you don't know him. He is the young master of the Peng family in Haifeng and has studied in Japan." Gong Xiuhua introduced to him.

Zhuang Jihua looked at him in surprise. He knew that Peng Pai was the one in Haifeng Peng family. He asked tentatively: "Are you and Minister Peng Pai Peng..."

"He is my uncle, he led me on the road of revolution." Peng Fentian didn't mind revealing his GCD identity.

"Are you a party member?"

"Not yet, I'm a member of the Youth League."

"You are learning from your uncle, right?" Zhuang Jihua said with a smile. Peng Pai dressed up like this. After entering Guangzhou, he still had straw sandals and coarse cloth clothes. In addition to his temperament, he was like a farmer.

Peng Fentian scratched his head and nodded: "I think the uncle is right. To get close to farmers, first of all, you have to get close to farmers in terms of living habits. At first, I went to get close to farmers in leather shoes and long gowns, but they thought I was going to collect silk and kowtowed me. I said I was Peng Pai's nephew. They pointed at my dress and said it was different from my uncle. Later, I changed it and they accepted me."

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but smile bitterly and asked, "Does it be the same as their dress and even their living habits?"

Peng Fentian nodded affirmatively, but Zhuang Jihua shook his head and said, "I don't think so. I think the farmers nowadays are ignorant. Many of their living habits are backward. If you approach them, from time to time, from civilization to ignorance, from advanced to backward?"

"No, the ignorance and backwardness of farmers are caused by the exploitation of landlords and gentry. Only by mobilizing farmers and overthrowing the rule of landlords and gentry can the farmers move from backwardness to advancedness and from ignorance to civilization." Peng Fentian retorted.

Gong Xiuhua looked at Zhuang Jihua in confusion. She didn't understand why Zhuang Jihua said that, which was obviously different from the education she received recently.

"Brother Weimin, I admire you and Uncle Ling for doing this; but I think it is difficult, or almost impossible to make every revolutionary do what you do. Although your approach is noble, it is difficult to promote it on a large scale," Zhuang Jihua said, waving his hand to stop Peng Fentian's interruption, and continued to say according to his own ideas: "First of all, you cannot let every landlord take out his land and distribute it to the peasants like you; secondly, you cannot let every revolutionary dress like you and live like you; in the end, you cannot let the revolutionaries live for a lifetime, and the next generation will be like you. Do you think so?"
Chapter completed!