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On the morning of the 16th day of the first lunar month, we met Chai Xiaoshui again. In Chaiyao Village, everyone will feel that something is missing if they don't see Chai Xiaoshui one day. There is nothing special about Chai Xiaoshui himself. In the plains of eastern Henan, you can easily see such farmers. They are thin, dark-skinned, and have eyes that look like they have just woken up from sleep, but are gentle, bright, and make people feel friendly. But for some reason, whenever Chai Xiaoshui is mentioned, we always have endless topics to talk about. When Chai Xiaoshui appeared at the entrance of the village, he must have a shovel on his shoulder. Wherever Chai Xiaoshui went, as long as the road surface was uneven, he would use the shovel in his hand to dig out soil from nearby, lay it on the low-lying areas, and then trample the new soil firmly and level it. Chai Xiaoshui is a restless person. You can say that Chai Xiaoshui is the labor force of the whole village. Even a three-year-old child can call on him at any time.

On July 23, 1942, the Huaixi County Committee of the Communist Party of China received an order that a cadre who was going to serve in the Huaixi County Committee was stranded at the home of a traffic officer in Huluwan Village due to the Japanese and puppet army blockade along the way. The county anti-Japanese brigade was asked to go to the rescue. The person who accepted the task was Huang Shuancheng, the reconnaissance squad leader of the county brigade. He set out at dark, intending to reach Huluwan Village before dawn. Under the cover of night, Huang Shuancheng walked through countless sorghum and corn fields, and all his clothes were soaked. It was the season for corn dyeing, and the dense pollen on the corn tassels fell on his exposed neck. It was unbearably itchy, and when he scratched it with his hand, he felt burning pain. If he continued walking like this, his body would be exhausted before he could reach Calabash Bay.