Even if there were 1200 people fleeing to the area bordering Heilongjiang Province and the Soviet Union every year, the number would only be 1,000 to 2,000 in recent years. This is just a piece of meat on the egg and does not have much use.
But grasshopper legs are also meat. There are plenty of surplus women in the Soviet Union anyway. If each of these one or two thousand people can get a Soviet woman and breed them, it is possible that there will be a group of several thousand people now.
"So they've been naturalized?"
Babulev shook his head: "I don't know about that."
"There was a man from China who ran away from the small village where I used to live." Alexi said silently.
Alexei, who was originally not taken seriously by Wan Feng, turned out to be a man with a story.
"real?"
"I don't know his Chinese name, but everyone in the village calls him Yegor."
Yegor means farmer in Russian.
"Do you know how long he lived in the peasant village?"
"I'm not sure about that. Anyway, when I came back, he had already lived in the village for several years. He married a woman from the village whose husband had run away. In the summer, he grew vegetables and sold them in the city to make a living."
If he was not mistaken, Wan Feng remembered that Shamilov said that Alexei returned to the small village called Xiechanghe four or five years ago. According to Alexei, the Chinese man named Yegor had lived in Xiechanghe village for at least eight or nine years.
"Did he become a Soviet citizen?"
Alexey shook his head. "It seems not, because I don't see him getting any benefits. But their children are legitimate Soviet citizens and enjoy state welfare benefits."
From this point of view, the Russians were not completely unreliable in their actions. At least the second generation was considered Soviet citizens.
Wan Feng gathered the information he got from Alexei and Babulyev, but it seemed that there was nothing particularly useful.
After saying goodbye to Alexei Babulev, Wan Feng returned to his box.
As soon as they entered the box, they unexpectedly found that Qin Guangbo appeared in their box.
Wan Feng frowned.
"Why is he here?"
"Brother Qin said he wanted to borrow some money from us." Chen Dao said.
"Borrow money? How much do you want to borrow?" Wan Feng looked at Qin Guangbo with amusement.
Wan Feng was the youngest among these people and was not in Qin Guangbo's eyes. He thought Wan Feng was just a young man who joined in the fun.
"He wants to borrow five hundred rubles."
Five hundred rubles!
This guy dares to open his mouth!
Five hundred rubles could buy a lot of things in the Soviet Union now. An engineer's annual income was only three hundred rubles, and this guy actually dared to ask to borrow five hundred rubles.
Who gave him the courage!
"What's your name?" Wan Feng asked Qin Guangbo with a smile.
Qin Guangbo glanced at Wan Feng and hesitated before answering, "Qin Guangbo."
"Is this your previous name in China? Is it your real name or a pseudonym?"
Qin Guangbo blinked a few times: "Little brother, what do you mean by this?"
"It's meaningless. Since you want to borrow money, we have to know whether your name is real or fake, right?"
"Of course it's true."
"Okay! Even if your name is real, Qin Guangbo, what reason do we have to lend you money? Or what reason do you have to borrow money from us?"
"Aren't we compatriots?"
"Don't use the word 'compatriot' lightly. Although we look the same, I don't consider you my compatriot. Tell me what crime you committed in China that led you to flee here? You look quite young, so you must have fled here around 1977, right?"
Qin Guangbo did not answer, as if trying to figure out what Wan Feng meant by asking this question.
"People who came here during that time were usually desperate. Are you a murderer? If so, how dare you, a murderer, call us compatriots? Do you have the qualifications?"
Qin Guangbo's expression changed several times: "My dear little brother, your words are really powerful."
"Don't talk nonsense. Do you understand what I mean? If you do, please go ahead and pretend we haven't seen you."
Qin Guangbo's expression relaxed: "My dear little brother, please don't say such harsh words. This is the Soviet Union, not China."
"Haha, I know this is the Soviet Union. That's why I say this. If this were in China, I would have taken you to the Public Security Bureau."
Qin Guangbo stood up and said, "Good! Good! You are very capable, little brother. See you later."
"It's best if we never meet again."
After Qin Guangbo left, Zhang Zhiyuan said with a hint of complaint: "Xiao Wan, you need to change your temper. You didn't give people any face at all. They just came to borrow some money."
"Haha, Uncle Zhang, he's asking for 500 rubles, which is a lot of money. To put it nicely, it's a loan, but to put it bluntly, he's asking for money. If we were in China and someone asked us to lend you money, would you lend us 500 yuan?"
Zhang Zhiyuan shook his head: "I feel embarrassed to lend you even a few cents."
When you are traveling, even if you need help in an emergency, you can only ask for a few cents or a dollar.
Asking for 500 rubles like Qin Guangbo does is a waste of money.
Wan Feng has never given face to people like this who don't care about their feelings.
"You're embarrassed, but he's not. A criminal wants my money, so he'll have to wait! If this happened in China, I'd send him straight to jail. Who knows how many lives this guy has on his hands?"
"How do you know that he didn't come here because he was being criticized over there?" Chen Dao interjected slowly.
"Uncle, if he was over forty, I might have thought he was being denounced, but he's clearly in his thirties. Even if he were denounced, he wouldn't qualify, right? If he wasn't denounced, he'd just come here because he'd committed a crime. Would petty theft warrant running all the way to the Soviet Union?"
After 1975, not to mention struggle sessions, there were not many criminals paraded through the streets. Where could he go to be criticized?
"What if he came here because he wanted to live in the Soviet Union?"
This is possible.
Just like the people from Dongguan who smuggled themselves into Xianggang, there was no political reason and they hadn't committed any crime, they just did it for the life in Xianggang.
No matter what, life in the Soviet Union is still much better than in China, and there are still many people who are greedy for a better life.
"Then he is also a traitor. Do we need to give face to a traitor?"
"You kid, don't you know how to restrain yourself? I feel that Qin Guangbo is not someone you can easily mess with. After all, we are in a foreign country, and there are some things that we cannot control." Zhang Zhiyuan sighed.
"Don't be afraid of him. He just thinks we're afraid to do anything in a foreign country, so he comes here and asks for so much. Five hundred rubles is nothing to us, but he won't give a cent to a traitor, uncle! Don't worry! He can't do anything to us."
If he is afraid of even a traitor, why would he come to the Soviet Union?
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