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1942年，我5岁。那年早春的一天，德柱表哥因给抗日根据地的八路军传递日伪情报犯了“八路嫌疑”案，国民党张天佐的保安团挖好了窝子要活埋他。德柱表哥大清早冒着料峭寒风，光膀赤脚撞进我家门。他在我家东厢房饭屋里隐藏了一个白天，当晚穿上我父亲的粗布衣裳和山杠子鞋，星夜逃往二百里外的沂蒙山抗日根据地，投奔了八路军。一晃大半年过去，秋后拔棉柴的季节，德柱表哥化装潜入昌乐内地侦察，下半夜拐到我家。我一觉醒来。见炕头上摆满了德柱表哥从抗日根据地带来的核桃、板栗、柿饼等山货。他正拿了一张钱票往我父亲手里塞。他说：“这是一张咱门山东抗
In 1942, I was 5 years old. One day in the early spring of that year, because of the “eight-way suspect” case sent by the Eighth Route Army to the Eighth Route Army in the Anti-Japanese Base Area, the courier of Guomindang Zhang Tianzuo dug up his nest and buried him. German column cousin early in the morning steeped in a dreary wind, bare eyes barefoot into my home. He hid a day in the dining room of my house, dressed in my father’s rough clothes and hill shoes, and fled to the Yimeng Mountain Anti-Japanese Base two hundred miles away on the night before running to the Eighth Route Army. Blink six months past, the fall of cottonwood season, Germany column cousin masquerade dive into Changle Mainland reconnaissance, turn to my home the next night. I wake up. See Kang pick up with German column cousin from the anti-Japanese base to bring walnut, chestnut, persimmon and other mountain goods. He is holding a money ticket to my father’s hand. He said: "This is a door we Shandong resistance