Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

Mud-brick houses.

Xilijian.

There was a heated kang bed next to the window.

Brigade Commander Chen, Political Commissar Wang of the Brigade Headquarters, Regiment Commander Xu, Deputy Regiment Commander Han, Chief of Staff Huang, and Political Commissar Wu were sitting cross-legged on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).

There were four plates, two large and two small, on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).

Among them, one small plate contained braised pork, and the other contained luncheon meat slices.

On the two large plates, one was stir-fried pumpkin slices, and the other was beans and radishes stewed in braised pork broth.

In addition to these four dishes, there was also a large bowl of thin egg drop soup and six large bowls of rice.

Brigade Commander Chen said with a smile, "Thanks to the division headquarters, we can finally have four dishes and a soup today, haha!"

"brigadier!"

Commander Xu couldn't help but ask, "Where did our division commander get all these supplies?"

Brigade Commander Chen's face hardened, and he frowned, saying, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't; this is a military secret!"

In fact, only the senior leaders of the division and brigade headquarters knew about Xia Weiwei's ability to travel through time.

The total number of people is only a dozen or so.

After all, if something like this gets leaked, it's no small matter.

Fortunately, Ma Hongwei and Xia Weiwei are both very cautious in their actions.

Like those canned luncheon meats and braised pork.

They hired people specifically to use laser rust removal machines to remove the text such as production date and production address.

As for the rice, Ma Hongwei also wanted the kind that had a layer of transparent plastic packaging inside.

In this way, once the outer packaging is removed, no information about the future can be transmitted here.

The only thing that happened before was the compressed biscuits, which Commander Liu personally led a group of illiterate soldiers to use knives to scratch off all the writing printed on the paint.

As for the chocolate, as long as the outer cardboard packaging is burned, leaving the gold foil inside will prevent any information from being leaked.

Therefore, Xia Weiwei's identity has been kept strictly confidential until now.

The only thing that doesn't quite fit this time and space is those walkie-talkies.

However, this technology has already been introduced into in-car phone systems in Europe and America.

Even if it is discovered, people will only think that it is an advanced product produced in some country.

Instead of being perceived as someone being able to travel through time.

After all, time travel is too much of a science fiction concept, and most people wouldn't think in that direction.

However, to silence his subordinates, Brigade Commander Chen casually remarked, "Regimental Commander Xu, do you remember the patriotic wealthy businessman the division commander mentioned when we went to the division headquarters to collect the watches and binoculars?"

"Brigadier, you mean...?"

Commander Xu's eyes widened. "Did that rich guy Ma donate all of this? He's donated so many telescopes, watches, and compasses, and now he's donating so much grain and canned meat. How much money must he have at home?"

"He's not alone!"

Brigade Commander Chen said, "Behind him are many patriotic compatriots who have been supporting us all along."

"I knew it!"

Commander Xu nodded and said, "How could one person be so rich?"

"Alright, everyone, let's eat!"

Commander Chen picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the plates, saying, "Refined rice, braised pork, and luncheon meat—the only thing missing today is alcohol!"

"Hehe! Brigade Commander!"

Upon hearing this, Deputy Regiment Commander Han grinned and said, "I know where to get some sweet potato liquor. If the brigade commander wants some, I'll go get it for him right now!"

"Drinking alcohol is a mistake!"

Brigade Commander Chen glared at the other man and said, "You wouldn't be deliberately trying to make me make a mistake, would you?"

"Brigadier, how could I dare!"

Deputy Regiment Commander Han quickly shook his head.

Political Commissar Wang from the brigade headquarters interjected, "Eat your food, eat your food! It won't taste good if it gets cold!"

So everyone started eating.

Commander Chen picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and nodded as he ate, saying, "It's stewed so tenderly, it melts in your mouth, rich but not greasy, and all you can taste is the strong aroma of spices and meat!"

"This braised pork is really fatty!"

Commander Xu remarked, "It's good to be fat; only fat people can replenish their energy!"

In times when cooking oil and meat were scarce, poor people preferred to eat fatty meat.

Deputy Commander Han nodded repeatedly: "This plump pork is much better than that Japanese horse meat stew or whale meat stew. Only their beef stew can compare!"

"Huff! Huff!"

Chief of Staff Huang shoveled several mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, exclaiming with a sigh, "Delicious braised pork, paired with fragrant fine rice—even a wealthy landlord wouldn't want to eat like this every day, would he?"

Political Commissar Wang of the brigade headquarters said, "Small landlords have little land, so they certainly wouldn't be willing to eat like this every day, but big landlords eat much better!"

"The big capitalists and bureaucrats in the city eat delicacies from land and sea, all bought with the blood and sweat of the common people!"

Commander Xu declared, "Once we've wiped out the Japanese devils, we must also eliminate all these reactionary forces to avenge our fallen brothers!"

……

the other side.

Xia Weiwei traveled through time again, returning to the future.

After she returned, Ma Hongwei immediately said to her, "Hurry up and change your clothes, come with me to the city!"

"What are you going to the city for?"

Xia Weiwei asked in confusion.

"Of course, I'll buy some gifts!"

Ma Hongwei said excitedly, "This time, I'm going to travel through time too, so I definitely have to bring some gifts!"

Those were all very important figures, so Ma Hongwei was naturally very happy to see them.

"No!"

Xia Weiwei quickly said, "You know the leaders; they're not corrupt Kuomintang officials, they won't accept these gifts!"

"this……"

Ma Hongwei thought Xia Weiwei's words made a lot of sense.

If you give someone an expensive gift, they definitely won't accept it.

Such ordinary gifts are cigarettes and alcohol.

Ma Hongwei asked, "Weiwei, I wonder if Commander Liu prefers smoking or drinking?"

Xia Weiwei replied, "Commander Liu doesn't smoke or drink!"

"What? You don't smoke or drink?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongwei was stunned.

In his memory, many leaders of the Red Army were heavy smokers.

Surprisingly, Commander Liu is a teetotaler and abstainer from both tobacco and alcohol.

"Yes!"

Xia Weiwei nodded and said, "Back when Commander Liu was studying at the Sichuan Provincial Military Academy, he didn't smoke, drink, gamble, or visit prostitutes. His classmates called him the 'Bodhisattva' of the army."

"He usually refuses cigarettes offered to him. As for alcohol, he will only take a sip as a token gesture on a very few special occasions, and he will not touch cigarettes at all."

"I see!"

Ma Hongwei scratched his head and couldn't help but ask, "So, what does Commander Liu like?"