She is the "small naughty" in her sisters in Xinjiang. She has a small temper but "everything can be done"!After encountering love in the frontier ...

Xiangjiang Blooming Fanghua

Eight Thousand Hunan Women's Oral History Report

72 years ago, the first large -scale Hunan female soldiers in the history of the Republic rushed to the north and south of Tianshan. They faced the raging snow and the bandit's disturbances, and they also started their different jobs and life ...

It is their dedication that ended the history of "reclamation and sideways, ending from generation to generation", so that Xinjiang and let the thousand miles of the motherland prevent long -term security.

Time, years have long turned the young girls who set off into the wind, the grandma who was full of wind and frost when they came back. Their Huahua bloomed in Xinjiang. What is unchanged is the original intention of dedication to the motherland and changing the front of the frontiers; their great love, courageous will, the quality of will, and the lofty realm of dedication, will always be shining.

The "Hunan Girl Stone" by Xiangshui looked at Tianshan. Under the heavenly mountains, the next to Xiangshui, the affection has never been concerned.

Hunan Girl File

Xiang Nu Dai Jinyuan, born in 1936, entered Urumqi, Xinjiang in 1952, worked at the Water Mulfou 71 Textile Factory, and then transferred to Changsha Yuxiang Semple Factory and retired here.

Look at the photos before the lover sacrifice

The youth of my struggle in Xinjiang appeared again

Oral/Dai Jinyuanwen/Zhu Hongjiang

When the 86 -year -old Dai Jinyuan talked about the bit of Urumqi, the faces carved in the years were hard to cover up the corners of her mouth. She said: Those past, she never forgotten.

Holding her parents and going to Tianshan alone, for her 16 -year -old, she was a green adventure, the opportunity of the peak circuit, and the reunion of going around. The Republic was mapped from the rise of hundreds of times to the rise of the great power in the bitterness of the eight thousand Xiang women. Looking back, these past events did not dissipate like smoke, and they were blowing slowly as late winds.

01

"This place in Xinjiang, fun as soon as listened"

In 1952, shortly after liberation, I was 16 years old and was a sewing worker at the Changsha Textile Factory.

My parents gave birth to 11 children and lived in the countryside. I worked alone in Changsha and rented a house.

On that day, I knew from the mouth of the workers that the country wanted to recruit people to the Xinjiang Corps to join the army. "This place in Xinjiang is fun!" I told the people around. At the age of 16, love to play is natural. I don't think I want to follow the workers.

After the name was reported, I knew that I had to "examine". Each person sent a paper, asking us to fill in the name, age, family situation, work unit information, etc., and then go back after filling in. We all hope that we can "test".

After waiting for a few days, I came to find me, and he notified me to be selected. At that time, I hadn't told my parents about it, so I went back to prepare the bedding myself, and the quilt was wrapped. I followed them to the place where they were gathered without understanding and impulse.

As soon as I reached the gathering, I was stupid: Wu Yanbai was assigned to a room, all of which were Changsha girls. Everyone fell asleep in Chase Shop and fucks the same accent. She was talking about Xinjiang.

On February 8, 1952, we departed from Changsha, took a car to Wuhan, and then got off the boat from Wuhan.

The northwest was arid, there were few water roads, and there were many land roads. I got off the ferry and transferred to a car again. Drive in the northwest, and the first stop is Xi'an, where we only put on the dream military uniforms.

Walking west, I arrived in Gansu. The road was far away during the day, and the dust and sand were full of dust. In the evening, we got out of the car to the horse's house in the village and slept with some dried grass.

When we arrived in Xinjiang and waited for Turpan's Flame Mountain, we could eat at local restaurants.

In the northwest, there is a kind of dipped in sauce. We often eat the sauce. We have not finished eating the sauce. Everyone holds the dried ravioli, but the sauce is thinking. Me: "You want to order the sauce again." I sneaked into the kitchen, and when I saw a large can of sauce, I put it there. As soon as I opened the lid, the sauce tank was full of maggots, which scared me. But in order to tease the sisters, I was still a little bit. When they finished eating, I took them to see the kitchen, and suddenly opened the raw -raising dipping jar. Essence I also became the most naughty one in the sisters of the team. In this way, the car arrived in Urumqi.

Dai Jinyuan's photo in Xinjiang

02

"Small naughty" has a small temper,

But everything can be done

Tianshan has snowing all year round. In May, Urumqi is still very cold. At a glance, it is a house built by the bricks. If you want to go to the toilet, you have to go outside to plans the pit. At night, my sisters and I often went to go together. When I saw that there were stars in the distance, like a lantern, I called on everyone to go there. "Bao cubo! That's a tiger!" A sister pointed at the "lantern" and said, scaring us to run back.

At that time, when I was sleeping at night, I thought of home. As soon as I had a temper, I loved to sleep in the morning and deliberately couldn't get up. One morning, the leader came to call me: "Everyone wakes up! Why can't you afford!" I replied: "When I came, I said electric lights and telephones. Now I have no shoes. I can't afford it! I want it! Back! "

My mouth was hard, but my heart was soft. In the opposite side, I wanted to go home, and I couldn't wait to invest in work.

At first I was distributed in the Qiyi Textile Factory of Shuimougou. In the factory, I was famous for making trouble with sisters.

One day, a soldier came to me. "Where is that little naughty?" He shouted, I responded, and he said that the leader asked me to learn "will be statistics", which is some arithmetic statistics.

My brain is spirit, but I just don't like reading, so I complained to the leader. After the leader knew it, he arranged a accompanying and cultural sisters with me to help me learn.

After a period of time, the leaders of the Textile Bureau came to inspect and saw what I practiced, which actually exaggerated me: "You see, this 'small naughty' has not read any books, but all the way can be done!"

Soon after, a surname He, the chief of the surname, transferred me to the Textile Bureau.

Seeing that I had learned the "statistics", he asked me to be responsible for printing, and also controlled five canteens, including a specialized Hui canteen. The taste of the Hui compatriots was different. It was not easy to coordinate. At first, the northern chef in the cafeteria could not cook very much. It split pumpkin into half and half of it with water and steamed it. I told them that they chopped the pumpkin, boiled it with some sugar. The chefs are applauding according to my method.

The work entered the right track. In leisure, we also carried out a lot of cultural and sports activities. When I saw me tall in the troops, I let me play in table tennis, volleyball, and basketball teams. I want to win.

Many Uyghur and Hui workers have a very good relationship with me. They don't understand Chinese and teach me to speak Uyghur. I still remember to say a few words.

In 1955, Urumqi City's First Employee Sports Conference was commemorative

03

Encounter bamboo horses, love burial Tianshan

This state lasted for several years, until another person appeared in my life, my lover Li Yongzheng.

At that time, he was a Kashgar Frontier Warrior, a army in Baoji. When we were in Changsha, we were neighbors. I remember that he still carried me. My brother and him were the same age and knew each other.

Around 1957, he came to Urumqi to study. My brother wrote to him and asked him to see me.

Since then, he has often come to me, and sometimes ask me to ride a grassland at the foot of Tianshan. I won't, he taught me patiently, afraid that I was boring, and took some balloon shots to give me the boredom. Later, we fell in love.

In 1958, we got married in Xinjiang and divided into the house. Because of the border defense army, he has been stationed at the Xinjiang border and is in charge of the warehouse of reserve guns. Whoever thinks, he eventually sacrifices in Xinjiang.

After two years of marriage, I gave birth to the boss, and the feelings of hometown even more, so I considers taking my child to go home. I heard that the Changsha Yuxiang Saver Factory happened to lack workers, so I gave up the salary of 114 yuan in Xinjiang at that time, and returned to Changsha in her hometown with her eldest daughter.

In this way, our husband and wife are two at the foot of Tianshan and the other is next to the water of the Xiangjiang River.

In 1972, the troops issued a telegram saying that Li Yongzheng was in critical condition. The troops were rescue him from Xinjiang to the General Hospital of the Chinese People's Liberation Army from Xinjiang to let me go to Beijing quickly.

This is the last side of my husband.

In May 1971, Sino -Soviet relations were tense. My husband was ordered to set up a card near Mongolia and the Soviet Union. In a confrontation, the Soviet weapon hit him. After the rescue, he thought he had escaped. Who knew that one year later, he died of stomach infection.

His memorial service was also held in Xinjiang, and Tianshan eventually became his destination.

After the death of my lover, at that time, the organization considered the situation of my soldiers' transfer, and on the basis of salary, I also gave me a salary of troops. Slowly, the country is rich and strong, and my retirement salaries and pensions have also risen.

Now that I am old, I have raised three children and enjoyed my old age.Occasionally I also open photos, watching Xinjiang's scene, looking at the appearance of my lover, and I will remember the time that struggle together that year.

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