我是宁武县西马坊乡席麻洼村人。1942年,我们村民兵中队一成立,大家就吵嚷着想闹几支快枪,老磨着我的耳根说:“队长,咱们向上级要几支快枪吧,光这几根火枪,吓唬小猪可以,打日本鬼子咋行!”我呢,和大家一样,常跟县领导嘟嚷。可是人家每次回答都是那句话:“咱们的家底你知道,得想法自己搞,老伸手向上级要,算什么本事?” I am Ximafang Xi Ma Fang Xi Ma Wa village. In 1942, when our village militia squadron was established, everyone clamored to make a few quick guns and worn the old eardrums saying: “Captain, let’s go to the superior for a few quick guns. Just light these guns and frighten them. Pigs can play Japanese devils yeh! ”“ I, like you, often mutter with county leaders. But every time the answer is that sentence: ”Our family you know, have their own ideas, old hand to the superior, what kind of ability?