Chapter 98

"Boss Li, shall we go out for dinner?" I said to Li Shun and handed him my cell phone.

Li Shun took the mobile phone and put it into his pocket. He nodded and was about to speak. Suddenly his phone rang. He took it out and answered it. After listening for a moment, he said, "OK, let's go. You can drive downstairs and wait for us!"

After that, Li Shun hung up the phone and said to me, "if you don't want to eat, let's go down and check out." I couldn't help but ask. After asking, I feel redundant. Li Shun won't tell me. Maybe he will teach me again.

I didn't expect that Li Shun didn't train me this time. Looking at me, he laughed: "go abroad - to Myanmar!"

I took a deep breath in my heart. I'm going to follow Li Shun to Myanmar.

When I go to Myanmar, I don't know what my future is, what I'm going to do, I don't know how to return in a few days, I don't know whether there will be unexpected blood wind and rain waiting for me, and I don't know whether I will meet her unexpectedly in Myanmar.

When I went downstairs, I went to check out. Li Shun was talking with a black middle-aged man in the hall. After finishing the check-out, I came over. The middle-aged man looked at me, didn't say anything, and nodded to Li Shun: "boss Li, the car is at the door, the jeep is army green, and the guide and driver are waiting for you in the car. OK, I wish you a good journey and good fortune!"

With that, the middle-aged man said goodbye to us and walked out of the hotel.

Li Shun and I walked out of the hotel. Sure enough, we saw a military green Beijing 213 parked at the door of the hotel, so we went straight ahead. When we got to the front of the hotel, the door opened and a thin black man in his 50s came down. Although he looked very old, his eyes were very smart and his body looked very strong.

Li Shunda stood up to him and looked at him: "Hey, man, are you the one who leads us?"

"Hello, boss Li. My name is Qin Xiaobing. I'm responsible for taking you to maizayang." The black thin man warmly greets us, politely opens the car door, and reaches out his hand: "please get on the bus, ladies and gentlemen!"

"Oh, you're an old man. You're still young. You're called Qin Xiaobing. I think you can change your name to Qin Laobing." After the car started, Li Shun, sitting in the back seat of the car, jokingly said to Qin Xiaobing.

I sat in the co pilot's seat, did not speak, side eye looked at Qin Xiaobing.

"Ha ha Boss Li is really joking. His name is given by his parents. No matter how old he is, his name can't be changed. His parents give him... " Qin Xiaobing said with a smile while driving.

At this time, I recognized that although Qin Xiaobing's speech accent was Mandarin, it had a strong flavor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

"Lao Qin, you are not a local here, are you? How can I hear you speak with a Shanghai accent? " At this time, Li Shun also heard it and asked Qin Xiaobing.

"Boss Li has a keen judgment. Ha ha, I'm not a local. I'm from Shanghai. However, I've been here for more than 30 years along the Sino Burmese border." Qin Xiaobing said while driving.

The car began to leave the city and drove along a rugged asphalt road. On both sides of the road were continuous mountains and sugarcane forests, as well as tall bodhi trees and plantain forests. Mountain people with bamboo hats and national costumes walked along the road from time to time. Naked children were playing in the roadside streams A charming subtropical rainforest scenery.

"You are from Shanghai. Why are you here? Did you find a minority girl here Li Shun joked.

"That's not true. I don't want to come either. In those days, I couldn't help it I was just 17 years old when I came here. 36 years later, I was 53 years old. " Qin Xiaobing said calmly.

"Oh So you are educated youth. No wonder My old man was also an educated youth in those years, and he also went to the frontier to jump in line. However, you were in the southernmost part, and he was on the border between China and North Korea in the northeast. " Li Shun said: "old man, didn't all the educated youth go back to the city? Why didn't you go back? "

"It's not that I don't want to go back, but I can't go back. I can't go back." "I'm not from Shanghai, I'm not from Yunnan, I'm not from China, I'm not from Myanmar," Qin said without expression

"And who are you?" I turned to look at Qin Xiaobing curiously.

"It can only be said that they are from the golden triangle." Qin Xiaobing's dry voice showed some desolation and bitterness.

Li Shun and I were very curious. We continued to talk with Qin Xiaobing. After this conversation, we realized that Qin Xiaobing, who seemed to be shriveled and ordinary in appearance, was not an ordinary person. He had an extraordinary experience. He used to be a military commander of the Burmese Communist People's army.

With Qin Xiaobing's narration, a dusty history unfolds in front of me

In the 1970s, in the tropical jungles of Southeast Asia, the flames of war filled the air. As a powerful Communist Party force in Southeast Asia, the Burmese Communist Party has started an armed struggle with the military commanders of the government for decades, and the gunfire waves in the areas of Kachin gang and Shan gang with dense forests on the other side of the Sino Burmese border.

Adhering to the creed of "win the war and seize the power", the determined Communists carried out arduous guerrilla warfare in the mountainous areas of the north and northeast. On the Chinese territory adjacent to Myanmar, there is another vigorous revolution going on. It is a red sea full of slogans. At the call of Chairman Mao, millions of young intellectuals spontaneously rush to all parts of the country to receive the re education of the poor and lower middle peasants. From then on, the historical drama of a whole generation's sorrow, joy, blood, tears and youth begins prelude.As one of the ten thousand educated youth in Yunnan, Qin Xiaobing, a Shanghai educated youth, came to a farm on the border between China and Myanmar.

Shortly after coming here, the Burmese republican government army fought a famous battle in kunnong on the Sino Burmese border, which lasted for 40 days. The sound of the guns was very clear, and some fragments and debris even flew into China.

The war around us is like a fuse, which ignites the shining revolutionary light among the educated youth, and finally makes their long-standing enthusiasm burst into a sea of fire.

One night, Qin Xiaobing and his three classmates crossed the border and disappeared in the jungle of Myanmar.

They left a letter to the field department. It was a bloody letter, bloodstained and overflowing: "we volunteered to fight in Myanmar for the cause of communism and the liberation of all mankind. If we die, please tell our parents to be proud of us

It was an era of advocating sacrifice, and the value of individuals could only be reflected in the moment of heroic dedication to the cause. How many educated youth, their lives only burned for this moment.

After that, every night there were people running away, acting alone, in groups, leaving letters, not leaving a word, they just disappeared in the dark.

Life is never predictable. When these thousands of young Chinese intellectuals under 20 years old secretly cross the border in the dark night, and rush to the jungle as dense as the gunfire and trees with lofty ideals, the tragic and solemn stories begin.

Some of them have spent two years, some five years, some ten years, and some even remain in the disbanded local armed forces of the Burmese Communist Party. When I go, I am full of pride and enthusiasm. When I return, I am full of wounds and want to say nothing.

The tropical rain forest buried their youth, blood and tears, ideals and love. In the mud of rotten leaves, there are many young bodies buried. In the fragrance of poppies year after year, there may also be Myanmar veterans who recall the past of Chinese youth who fought side by side

The three roommates who joined the Burmese Communist Party with Qin Xiaobing were all Qin Xiaobing's best classmates. Because of their bravery and agility, Qin Xiaobing was soon promoted to battalion commander.

In a battle, the three students gave their precious lives for the cause of international communism in order to cover the retreat of Qin Xiaobing and other battalions. They slept in the subtropical jungle.

As a survivor, Qin Xiaobing was extremely sad and vowed to accompany his classmates and comrades in arms who died in order to save him forever.

So he chose to stay, break away from the armed and settle in maizayang. There are armed separatist forces all over the border between China and Myanmar. The KMT remnant army, the educated youth army and the ethnic bandit army who didn't want to return home to support themselves after the dissolution of the Burmese Communist Party The border between China and Myanmar is more than 2200 kilometers, and the actual control of Myanmar government is less than 400 kilometers.

After listening to Qin Xiaobing's narration, Li Shun and I were silent. I was moved and moved by this period of history, not only for Qin Xiaobing alone, but for the group of that time and my parents. Now I begin to understand the meaning of Qin Xiaobing's saying that he is from the golden triangle. People here have no nationality.

"I can't see that you're still an internationalist and a battalion commander." After a while, Li Shun began to sigh: "you are the Che Gewala."

"Boss Li, I'm flattered. Once, I was just a soldier. Now, I'm an ordinary border resident. I'm a guide who shuttles back and forth between China and Myanmar in order to support my family." Qin Xiaobing said faintly: "for me, the belief and ideal used to be air, impulse and pride are games. Now I focus on how to live well today and how to earn money to support my mother-in-law and four children."

Qin Xiaobing's words made me feel deeply. What kind of person would a person be without faith and ideal, impulse and pride?

"Well, old Qin, no - battalion commander Qin, I'd better call you battalion commander Qin. It shows respect for the chief." Li Shun said to Qin Xiaobing half true and half false, and patted Qin Xiaobing on the shoulder from behind affectionately: "in this way, you will be our guide this time. When we come back from the end of our activities, I will pay you double money, which is a little bit of my heart to the chief It's also a tribute to an internationalist revolutionary soldier. "

"Boss Li, thank you for your kindness, but you'd better call me Lao Qin, not battalion commander Qin, not to mention the chief Now I'm your guide and you're my boss. " Qin Xiaobing looked very happy and said: "my heart trembled when I heard this name, and I thought of those bloody years."