Since Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou's decision was just right, Chen Chen was happy and said something about his thoughts.

It turns out that the disguise attack is very effective. At least for now, the enemy is not familiar with it, or has never seen this method.

There are a lot of clothes for the Imperial Army, and even the Japanese military uniforms can be put together, which is a very favorable condition for re-insight into the mining area.

"It would be great if anyone could speak the Japanese." Old Zhou felt a little regretful and touched his chin and said, "For the Imperial Army, it is more likely that the Japanese will be confused."

Chen Chen smiled and said, "It's enough to put on the Japanese military uniform and say a few words to the Imperial Army. Bagayalu, Yosi, Miximisi's..."

Zhao Tie also understood a few words, and probably the common people could understand it. When Chen Chen said something so interesting, he couldn't help laughing and said, "That's the same. It's really not necessary to pretend that the Japanese fooled the Imperial Army. There are so many things that the Imperial Army can't understand."

Old Zhou looked at Chen Chen carefully, shook his head, and said, "Xiaochen can't do it, how can there be such a handsome Japanese?"

Chen Chen rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to this. He had no idea what was good or bad, and he didn't care.

After a while of discussion, Chen Chen got up and went out. Lao Zhou and Zhao Tie were also busy with their own efforts and made various preparations for tomorrow's actions.

Thinking of going home, or returning to the enemy-occupied area, Chen Chen borrowed a piece of clothing and put it on like a country girl.

The preparations for Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou were much more tedious.

First, select team members, and of course you have to bring them out of the mining area; second, equipment, military uniforms for disguises, weapons and ammunition carried with you, sledges, long ropes, clips, pedals, etc. for mine warfare.

This time, when you return to the mining area, you don’t have to cross the blockade line anymore, but Yu Baogen leads the way and takes a relatively dangerous path but should not be guarded by the enemy.

The so-called danger is relatively speaking. Yu Baogen prepared a thick and long rope for this. In this way, it would not jump off the cliff, but slip along the rope.

In the evening, Lao Zhou and the left-behind team members continued to prepare things. Zhao Tieze convened a meeting of personnel and explained the tasks and precautions for this time.

Because of the mine where Chen Chen once lived, it has a place to settle down. Although it is remote, it is safe.

When everyone knew about tomorrow's actions, they would go back to rest and take good care of themselves. Only Zhao Tie went to work hard for a long time before going to bed after getting ready.

It was bright and the morning breeze blew on my face to make me feel cold. But the birds in the forest were not afraid of the cold winter and sang from time to time, as if they were cheering for the team's patrol.

After breakfast and after a short rest, Zhao Tie led a team out of the village and embarked on the journey.

After walking on the main road for more than three hours, when we were about to arrive at Zhangzhuang, the team got into the forest, bypassed the mountain pass with bunkers that we rushed past last time, and headed towards the deeper forest.

The team reentered the mining area, which the enemy did not expect. And in the mine, something happened in the past two days. As the Chinese New Year was approaching, the miners were in trouble.

Just the day before yesterday, the miners started working, but the bosses were not here to send work. After waiting for a long time, Hong Bass came over slowly.

Ma Gan and Fei Tou were both finished, Hong turned his head into the He family's number one dog, and became more arrogant.

The guy glanced at the miners, coughed dryly, and said, "Comrades, there is a happy event in our village. After the New Year, the young master of Manager He is going to go to school in the city. We are holding the job He has mastered. Is it a bit of a sign?"

When the miners heard this, they knew that He Jingtang wanted to squeeze oil and water again, and they all lowered their heads and kept silent.

Hong looked around and said, "A while ago, there was no explosives for opening the stone gate on the mine, and the gray bridge several miles away was blown up again. The Imperial Army was going to come to us to arrest people. It was He Zhanma who provided the guarantee that did not affect everyone."

He paused for a moment and threatened, "Actually, the Imperial Army will arrest whoever He Zhanma is an anti-Japanese rioter."

After saying that, Hong turned his attention to a miner and said, "Old Li, how are you? It doesn't matter if you don't have cash, it's time to deduct it from the cabinet."

The miner named Li sat on the coal basket without saying a word.

"How is it, Old Li." Hong's face calmed down and asked again.

"Why are you asking about the counter when the time comes?" The miner surnamed Li raised his butt, stood up the coal basket and sat down again.

Hong rolled his head and said unhappily: "How can you be so mean? If you have any powder, you should apply it on your face. You said that you donate it so well. If you know what you know, you should look at it differently."

The miner surnamed Li snorted and said slowly: "This is a decent thing, but I can't afford to be a decent person."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you say donate or not?" Hong stared at his head.

The miner surnamed Li still said slowly: "I have to go home and ask."

"What else do you want to ask? You have the final say at home?" Hong calmed down a little.

"I have a wife and two children at home. If they say they can tie their necks up and don't eat, I will donate them."

Hong choked his head and swallowed. He thought that the miner surnamed Li was honest and intended to open his head first, but he didn't expect that he would touch a nail that was neither soft nor hard.

Seeing that things were not easy to handle, Hong made another idea and sneered: "The shopkeeper is not begging for food, he just lacks the money you have. You can go to work. This class cannot pay thirty baskets of charcoal, so five classes will be deducted first."

Seeing that the miner surnamed Li was silent, Hong asked about the others again. Some people also said they would take it, and some said they would not take it, which was a noisy moment.

After a long quarreling, Hong Batou said he was dissatisfied and shouted, "This is what the cabinet means. It's okay if you don't take it. Don't say you're sorry if you have mastered it. You'll check it when you go back in the evening and go to work tomorrow. Everyone should think more about it."

The miners shouted to go down the well to work. When they arrived at the mine, Xiao Mao complained angrily: "The little bastard of the He family went to school, why did we ask us to pay?"

The old kiln boss smiled bitterly and said, "This is a trick to scrape our hard-earned money from the cabinet. Not to mention going to school, we have to take a few jobs for the He family's big and small matters!"

"We won't take it." Xiaomao said angrily: "The chicken, duck, fish and meat he eats are not full of sorghum and rice. He also wants us to donate money, don't a lot."

Laoyao Head thought for a while and said, "If you don't take it, you have to call everyone the same. If you don't take it, you can't hold them back. In this way, you can call a few people and come to me to discuss it in the evening."

Xiao Mao agreed and ran to other mines.

At night, Laoyao's hut was crowded with people. Although Lao Zhou left, he left a few backbones, but he was not as smart and capable as he was, and his prestige was naturally not enough.

Zhao Yuankun was one of them. He first said to everyone: "You can't use our meat to feed the dogs. If we don't take it, we can see what he can do? The He family is in a disadvantage, and there is no clarity."

The head of the old kiln agreed and said, "I am over ten years old this year. I just picked up the big ones and said, "I have paid the funeral expenses when He Jingtang's father died; He Jingtang got married, and I have received the congratulations money; he gave me a big donation when he gave birth to a son; his son made a full moon..."

After drinking a sip of water, the old kiln head continued, "It was said that it was a gift, but it was actually a hard button. It was just to squeeze out oil from the bones. This time, we all worked together and didn't take any of them."

Everyone started to clamor when they heard this. They were already forced to make a living, who would be willing to spend this unjust money for nothing?

Xiaomao suddenly ran in and said, "A black shadow flashed just now and ran away."

"Damn it, I don't even let my breath go. Is there a way for our miners to live?" Someone started to curse.

Some timid people also hurriedly said, "Let's leave soon, maybe someone will be sent here later."

"It cannot be dispersed." Zhao Yuankun stood up and said, "This time, they are even more confused about what we are discussing."

The old kiln nodded and said, "In this way, we have to have a reason to get together. I'll tell everyone about Duan Pingshu, and wait a while before leaving."

OK, OK! Someone called out, and the people who were about to leave were embarrassed and sat down one after another.

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When he went downstairs the next day, no one did donate money in the class. Hong was so angry that he had to repay He Jingtang.

At night, the miners went to collect grain and saw a notice posted in front of the door of the counter: "The red grain has not arrived, and the expenses are at the end of the month."

The so-called red grain is the sorghum transported from the Northeast, and many of them are moldy. He Jingtang bought it from the Japanese at a low price and paid it as wages.

The miners gathered at the door of the counter to reason, and the accountants were perfunctory: "It's just pushing the date, it's not that it's not that it's not that it's not forbidden. Tomorrow is the end of the month, why are you anxious?"

Seeing that the miners gathered together, Hong Batou came with the mine police and drove them away.

The miners only get three or four kilograms of food when working in one shift. If the family has a large population, they can only drink porridge. If they don’t give food on this day, many families will go hungry.

Fortunately, today is the end of the month, and the miners can still bear the day.

At night, the miners lined up in front of the cabinet house, waiting to get the food home. The weather was cold and the cabinet house was not open for a long time. People squatted there, trembling with cold.

Finally, the small window for the delivery of grain in the cabinet opened. The miners stepped forward to collect grain, one by one, and the other was scolded. Xiao Mao was standing behind, for some reason.

Xiaomao was in line, the accountant asked for his name, and shouted in a long voice: "Eight kilograms of red grain."

Xiaomao opened her pocket, and someone poured him in with an iron dustpan. Suddenly, a burst of ashes rose up, making him look in his face.

He reached out to take out a handful of sorghum from his pocket, and half of it was soil and sand.

"Is this food or soil?" Xiao Mao looked up and asked in anger.

"Why do you grow grain without soil?" The accountant glanced at Xiaomao with a light bamboo shoot, waved his hand impatiently, and asked the next one to receive grain.

Because miners don't donate money to donate classes, He Jingtang used these methods to harm people.

Not only do we mix sand and soil into sorghum, but also smash coal baskets, damage tools, and even tea, medicine, miscellaneous expenses, etc. There are many reasons, and the grain received by the miners is discounted.

The miners were so angry that they refused to leave noisy.

The mine was prepared for this, and the mine police officers carrying guns rushed up and drove them all away.

Xiaomao walked into the village with a few kilograms of sorghum. When he walked into the village, he happened to meet the second Dan who was playing the gang and selling tofu.

Sun Hongshan's illness was cured so he started selling tofu.

Apart from the initial capital, and then exchange tofu for beans, the remaining bean dregs are also very good to eat. With the money left by Chen Chen, the family life is better than before.

After listening to Xiaomao’s story, Erdan was also angry, but he secretly thanked that he had not gone down the well and was so tired that he had to suffer this cowardly.

"How much is the only pounds of sorghum? " Erdan handed the remaining two pieces of tofu to Xiaomao and said, "You take this first, I'll go home and say to my uncle, and then give your house a few pounds of grain."

Xiao Mao pushed her back and said, "I don't want it. Although your family is better than me, who doesn't rely on this pound of food to make a living? By the way, Sister Damei hasn't come back yet, right?"

Erdan shook his head and said, "I went to Liuzhuang to inquire several times, but I didn't have a letter from my sister. My uncle and aunt are always thinking about it, hoping that she can go home for the New Year!"

Xiao Mao comforted, "I should come back. I guess the owner is busy and can't leave."

Erdan nodded and said with some confusion: "Uncle Zhou and Erhu are not sure where to go. I promised to teach me martial arts!"

Xiao Mao knew something, but it was not true. So he said goodbye to Erdan and went home.

Erdan wandered around for a long time and it was dark, but there was still a piece of tofu left, so he had to take it home.

After Sun Hongshan finished grinding the beans, his aunt had just finished cooking. When he saw Erdan coming back with the tofu, he was not in a hurry. Anyway, the weather was cold and it was frozen outside, so it could be sold tomorrow.
To be continued...