Situ Meitang now knew that the eight routes were in difficulty, so he wanted to stop them.
But Yang Zhongde smiled and said,"It's rare for the two of you to come here, and this is my personal treat!" Our border district tickets are still recognized by the villagers.”
Border votes? Situ Meitang and Stilwell were immediately attracted by the border tickets. Yang Zhongde smiled and handed them a few.
As the border area was sealed off, there was a need to exchange materials.
Therefore, the Border Region began to use the self-printed "Border Region Bill" to allow villagers and troops to exchange for supplies.
In today's Border Region, Border Region votes were much more useful than legal currency.
"Thank you, brigade commander! Brigadier General, you're magnanimous!"
Yang Zhongde scolded them with a smile, then turned to Situ Meitang and Stilwell.
"These canned food were seized from the Japanese army. It can be considered a delicacy of our border region! Have a taste!"
Situ Meitang's eyes lit up when he heard that it was seized.
For the old man, what could be more delicious than this?!
Similarly, eating food seized from the enemy was a new experience for Stilwell.
This was a rare experience!
The experts of Hongmen who came with Situ Meitang looked at Yang Zhongde with admiration.
The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army ate very quickly. After a while, the people in the dining hall dispersed one after another.
"Brigade Commander, my cultural class is about to begin!”
At this time, Duan Peng came over and said in a low voice.
Stilwell, on the other hand, had sharp ears.!”
"That's right! Our commanders and soldiers still have to take cultural classes, and the villagers in the base area are also carrying out literacy.”
Yang Zhongde explained with a smile, and Stilwell became even more interested.
"General Yang, can you take us there?" Situ Meitang put down his chopsticks.!”
"Of course not! If everyone wants to go and take a look after eating, we can set off at any time.”
"We're full!"
Situ Meitang and Stilwell spoke in unison again. Their tacit understanding made Yang Zhongde laugh out loud.
A few men who came with Situ Meitang stood up and wiped their mouths, wanting to follow.
Duan Peng quickly cleaned up the plates, and Yang Zhongde helped him clean up. He poured the swill water into a bowl and sorted them out.
This made Situ Meitang see something new. Seeing this, Yang Zhongde smiled and explained.
"Hogwash has to feed the pigs and chickens to the villagers. Our logistics department has also raised some.”
"Divide the bowls and chopsticks so that it's convenient for the cooks to wash the dishes.”
Stilwell nodded. This method was very good!
Seeing this, Situ Meitang personally poured out the water and placed the bowls and chopsticks in different categories.
Then, the group quickly walked to the ancestral hall in the village. Before they reached the ancestral hall, they heard the sound of reading inside.
"The farmers are suffering, they can't write clearly, taxes are heavy, it's hard to survive..."
Stilwell's expression was a little strange when he heard these typical slogans.
However, Situ Meitang didn't care. He just walked in and looked carefully through the window.
There were lines of words written on the whiteboard with charcoal pens, and there were even annotations on it.
The villagers below knew that they were from the same village. They read with difficulty and recognized the words one by one.
They knew very well how hard it was to get the chance to read.
They did farm work during the day and came to read at night. Although it was very hard, no one complained.
No one had suffered more from being illiterate than them. Now, they had a way to learn knowledge…
Instantly, these villagers felt as if they had received rain after a long drought! He was extremely serious about learning.
Situ Meitang looked at this scene and could not help but be silent. He was also from a poor family.
If not, why would he come to the United States at the age of 12?!
Looking at the eyes of these villagers, the old man instantly empathized with them.
"This place is mainly for men, and that place is for women.”
"The nurse who teaches women is our female nurse, who was transferred from the logistics hospital," Yang Zhongde introduced.”
As she spoke, she brought them to visit the Women's Reading Club. The voice of the young nurse there was even louder.
The sisters-in-law, daughters-in-law, and even some old ladies were learning to read.
The lecturer was a young nurse. She wrote down words on the whiteboard and taught them to read them one by one.
Then, he would explain the meaning of each sentence to them, ask them questions, and answer them.
"That side is for the children. It's relatively quiet.”
Yang Zhongde smiled and pointed to another room in the ancestral hall."The children will have two hours of classes in the morning and then help out with the farm work.”
"It's the same in the afternoon, a two-hour class. After class, he would go back to do farm work for his family.”
He paused for a moment before continuing," I'm here to do my homework tonight. If you have any questions, you can ask the teacher here.”
"Our soldiers are in the side courtyard on the other side. Our literate commanders and soldiers are in charge of teaching.”
Situ Meitang and Stilwell didn't speak the whole time. They just watched and listened to Yang Zhongde's introduction silently.
Only they themselves knew that a huge wave had already set off in their hearts.
Situ Meitang was an old man from the old-style warlords. He had seen many things and people from the old-style warlords.
He did not have much hope for this visit.
However, this young man called Tiger Head Taisui gave him a huge surprise.
It allowed him, an old man who had been working hard for the war, to finally see some hope.
Therefore, he was willing to travel thousands of miles to see Yang Zhongde. He had no other purpose.
He just wanted to see this young man and hear the victory from his mouth.
However, the harvest this time was beyond his expectations. Situ Meitang wanted to visit the entire base!
Stilwell had the same idea. Stilwell knew the old warlords no less than Situ Meitang.
After all, he had traveled the entire Midsummer three times and wrote dozens of reports to the United States Congress.
So how could he not understand the situation of the old-fashioned warlords?!
However, he still felt a deep sense of despair when he came into contact with the troops of Yuzhou.
You can't expect that army to win at all. It would be good enough if they didn't suffer a crushing defeat.
The supplies provided by the Soviet Union and the United States did not need to wait until the next day to be sold on the black market.
Many of them were not even opened and were directly military supplies!
The country was in danger, but these people were still crazily accumulating wealth.
Those at the army and division level sold aid supplies, those at the brigade level ate empty pay, and those at the platoon level drank the blood of soldiers.
What about the soldiers at the bottom? If you didn't rob, you could only eat wheat bran. You might not even get to eat wheat bran.
Stilwell took a deep breath and turned to Situ Meitang.
He knew that the old man's identity was not simple. Ross, who had not yet become president, was the old man's lawyer.
He…was someone who could send a letter directly to the president!
"We have seen hope!"
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