In 1942, a severe famine occurred in Henan.A friend I respect sent me back to 1942 with a plate of soybean sprouts and two pig's trotters.Of course, if this grand meal was put in 1942, it might be a delicious meal;In February 1943, the American "Time" magazine reporter Bai Xiude and the British "The Times" reporter Harrison Foreman went to Henan to investigate the disaster situation. In the place where the mother cooked her own baby, the provincial government officials in my hometown , The menu for two foreign friends is: lotus seed soup, pepper chicken, beef stew with chestnuts, tofu, fish, fried spring rolls, hot steamed buns, rice, two soups, plus three pies sprinkled with sugar.Even today, we vulgar citizens can only see this food in books and in the menus of big restaurants.Bai Xiude said: This is one of the best banquets he has ever had.I said: This is one of the best feasts I have ever seen.But he said again: He couldn't bear to eat it.I believe that the provincial government officials in my hometown will never be as coy as Bai Xiude.After all, from 1942 to 1943, there was a food problem in my hometown.But the problem of eating should be limited to us ordinary people.I estimate that in our country with an ancient oriental civilization, no matter what happens, this kind of problem will never happen to officials above the county level.Not only does the problem of eating not exist, but the problem of sex will not be lacking either.

There is another problem. As I travel back to 1942 through the dull musty tunnel, I find that the importance of the task my friend assigned him to me fifty years later has been artificially exaggerated.After eating the bean sprouts and pig's trotters, he explained 1942 in a colonel's tone. From the summer of 1942 to the spring of 1943, a severe drought occurred in Henan, and the scene was shocking.Most of the province's summer and autumn seasons are completely aborted.After the severe drought, there was another plague of locusts.Five million people were affected, accounting for 20% of the province's population. "Water Drought Locust Soup" hit 110 counties in the whole province.

Victims ate grass roots and bark, starved to death everywhere.The price of women has dropped to one-tenth of the past, and the price of men has also dropped by one-third.With a small central plain and thousands of miles of barren land, as many as three million people died of starvation in Henan. Three million died.He looked at me seriously.My heart is also a little hairy.But when I go back to 1942, I can't help but laugh.Three million people is not bad, but it is nothing more than a trivial matter when viewed in the historical environment at that time.At the same time as three million people died, there were some other things that happened in history: Song Meiling's visit to the United States, Gandhi's hunger strike, the bloody battle at Stalingrad, and Churchill's cold.Any one of these events, in the context of the world in 1942, was more important than three million.Fifty years later, we know that there were Churchill, Gandhi, Song Meiling, who was full of manners, and the bloody battle in Stalingrad. Who knew that my hometown had three million deaths due to drought? At that time, the domestic situation in China, the Kuomintang, the Communist Party , Japanese army, Americans, British, Southeast Asian battlefields, domestic frontal battlefields, and the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region. The political environment is intricate, like a pot of mixed porridge mixed with each other, placed in front of the table of the supreme head of state, Chairman Chiang Kai-shek.Not to mention the chairman, for anyone, in such a position, three million people is definitely not his first consideration.Three million is the business of the three million people themselves.Therefore, the task that my friend entrusted to me is the subsection rather than the overall situation, and the task is sesame instead of watermelon.At that time, the most important parts of the world were the White House, No. 10 Downing Street, the Kremlin, Hitler's underground bunker headquarters, Tokyo, Japan, and the most important part of China was the Huangshan Mansion in Chongqing.The cleanly clothed few in these palatial places, who can drink coffee and take hot showers, will be doomed to determine the fate of the majority of the world.But I will stay away from the axes of these worlds, and I will go back to the disaster-stricken area in Henan where there are thousands of miles of red wilds and starvation everywhere.This can't explain anything else, it can only mean that since 1942, I was destined to be a descendant of these panicked and lowly victims of disasters.The last problem is that when my friend bought two pig's trotters for me, he forgot to pull out the hoofs of the pig's trotters on the plate in a hurry; On the road; it can be seen how careless both sides are.