Li Shouzhong finally woke up and found that he was not sleeping in a dragon bed, but on a large bunk bed.
And it wasn't just Gundam, many people were crying silently.
He was a little annoyed, and kicked his brother-in-law and said, "Why are you howling in the middle of the night?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Gao's round bald head under the dim oil lamp in the room.
"My goodness, you changed your name to Gundam?" Li Shouzhong reached out and touched it, and found it very funny. If he was not afraid of disturbing others, he would have burst into laughter.
Uh, no, I seemed to have seen... He quickly straightened up and looked around. Wow, there were more than twenty people on the big bed, all covered in grease.
"Why are we back to Puzhao Temple?" Li Shouzhong was completely confused. "Where did the sun come from? The bald donkey asked us to sleep on their kang?"
"What Puzhao Temple? Damn, there's no monk here!" Someone turned around and glared at him, saying, "Touch your head before you talk!"
Li Shouzhong subconsciously reached out and touched it, only to find that he was also bald...
"Who the hell did this?!" His roar almost blew off the roof, and naturally attracted a barrage of scolding from the security guard outside.
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But the would-be immigrants did not react violently except for a few wailings. This was more or less the result of the immigration office refusing to allow educated people to immigrate.
In fact, the group also welcomed scholars at the beginning, but soon discovered that these lazy and ignorant good-for-nothings were incompetent at anything and were the laziest ones. They also brought the dregs of domestic ethics and morals overseas.
They also take advantage of the immigrants' blind obedience to them, fan the flames of evil and, under the pretext of not forgetting their roots, attempt to replicate the old ideas and rules in the country overseas - of course the fundamental purpose is to allow themselves to act tyrannically and gain something for nothing.
But the uneducated people were completely unable to discern their evil intentions and were blindly obedient to them, or even willing to be oppressed by them. Because they felt that compared to the immigration officials who spoke in plain language, these sour-speaking people seemed more knowledgeable and their words were more familiar to them.
But they didn’t know that it was the familiar feeling of a cage!
As a result, immigration officials need to put in a lot of effort to eliminate the bad influence caused by these scholars. If they are not careful, conflicts may arise.
After many incidents of scholars inciting immigrants to fight against the group, and even killing the production team leader and burning down the commune, Zhao Hao learned from his mistakes and decided to add scholars to the negative list of immigrants, listing them on the same level as villains and idlers...
In fact, those who are willing to immigrate are not serious scholars, but poor people who failed to study. If you are a scholar, who would be willing to give up the privileges and go overseas to suffer?
Moreover, for the group, teaching immigrants to read and write is not a difficult task. Even an illiterate old lady can read a newspaper after a hundred-day literacy class.
Why should we support these sour people and let the thousand-year-old poison corrode the new body? The gain is far more than the loss!
Without the incitement of scholars, the would-be immigrants showed strong obedience and endurance. Although they felt that it was humiliating to have their heads shaved, there was nothing that a meal of mutton soup with steamed buns could not solve. If there was, then add another bowl of gourd head...
Moreover, the Immigration Office has discovered in long-term practice that giving immigrants haircuts has another benefit, which is to prevent them from changing their minds.
You can't expect illiterate poor people to have a sense of contract. In fact, most of the time, they don't know what they want. So in the past, there were many people who wanted to go home after eating a few days at the immigration office, and the security guards couldn't stop them.
But since I started shaving their heads, they have all become well behaved and I can’t chase them out…
And their attention was all focused on their heads, so no one noticed the slight discomfort below...
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In the next few days, the immigration office prepared delicious food for the prospective immigrants. Of course, they didn't eat anything good.
The only drawback is that they only eat a fixed amount of food each time. When they finish eating, it is gone, and they feel half full. This makes them want to eat the next meal after eating the previous one... This is naturally for their health. People who are hungry all year round have an appetite like a bottomless pit, but their stomach is as fragile as a baby. If they overeat without restraint, many people will die of bloating...
These are the experiences and lessons that the Immigration Office has accumulated bit by bit over the years.
Of course, they can’t just eat. The staff of the Immigration Office also spends a lot of time providing pre-departure education to these prospective immigrants.
The pre-trip training is divided into three parts. The first part is the various rules after departure, such as you must not leave the group, and any personal actions must be reported.
The second is discipline education, and to enforce discipline. Teach these lax people to remember that any violation of discipline will result in a beating at the least and a loss of food at the worst.
The third is personal hygiene education, such as prohibiting urinating and defecating anywhere, washing hands before and after meals, etc. Any unhygienic behavior will be severely punished.
Although the rules are strict, as long as the immigrants can have hot soup and hot rice every day, they will do anything. If they can eat meat, it is worth shaving their heads for the rest of their lives...
Dressed warmly, sleeping on a heated kang, and having clean bedding, what difference is there between this and heaven? In order not to be kicked out, they followed all the rules carefully.
Moreover, they gradually discovered that these rules were good for them. For example, the unbearable itching pain on their heads and bodies disappeared, and they felt more comfortable than ever before.
Unfortunately, after the Lantern Festival, they had to leave the paradise-like immigration office and prepare to set off.
In fact, they should be content. It was because they could not hire enough drivers to drive the carriages during the New Year that they were allowed to stay in the immigration office for ten days.
According to the original regulations, immigrants could only be detained at the Immigration Office for seven days.
Firstly, after seven days of rest and nutritional supplementation, the human body can completely recover from a weak state.
Secondly, there are fewer types of malignant infectious diseases in the north, mainly plague, smallpox and typhoid.
The incubation period of plague is very short, usually one to six days before the disease occurs. A seven-day observation period is sufficient.
Seven days was also enough time to vaccinate all prospective immigrants against smallpox and eliminate intestinal parasites.
As for typhoid fever, it is mainly transmitted through fecal-oral transmission and requires strict personal hygiene and food hygiene to prevent.
So seven days of detention is enough. How much more money will the immigration office spend if you stay one more day? And if you leave one day earlier, you can also arrive one day earlier, which can create benefits for the group one day earlier, right?
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On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, just as the sky was getting light, the back door of the Lanzhou Immigration Office opened wide, and the first group of immigrants set off on the white frost on the ground.
According to the pre-departure education, all immigrants were not allowed to speak. The elderly and children took the big carts. The adults walked, with men and women separated into two lines, silently walking through the streets and alleys towards Shuibei Gate.
All immigration officials, security personnel, hired security guards, and hired workers all got up early to see them off. Well, actually, it was mainly because they were afraid that something might go wrong at the last minute...
Fortunately, no one came to bring bad luck during the Chinese New Year. In fact, it was freezing cold, and there were few people on the street...
However, from time to time, low sobs could be heard from the group of would-be immigrants. The moment of leaving their homeland had finally arrived, and even the most insensitive people would realize how hard it was to leave their homeland.
At first, many people would impulsively leave the team, but it would be too embarrassing for immigration officials to stop them in the street, so they could only let them go home.
So when they set out, they arranged for men, women, old and young to go their own way. This was to separate the immigrants' families so that they couldn't escape...
Every arrangement made by the immigration office is not decided on a whim, but is the result of summarizing experience and lessons learned in continuous practice. This is why the immigration office is so sure of the situation, making them always be led by the nose involuntarily.
"Are you crying again?" In the team, Li Shouzhong looked strangely at his brother-in-law who was crying the most sadly.
"Brother, if I'm gone for ten years, will Caihua always be able to wait for me?" Gundam sobbed.
"Look at you, you coward. When doing big things, the worst thing is to avoid sentimental relationships! Do you understand?" Li Shouzhong glared at him.
"Then aren't you afraid that my sister will be with someone else?" Gao Da wiped his tears and said, "My sister is the most beautiful girl in the whole castle. Mr. Zhao's son has always been interested in my sister."
"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Is it bigger?" Li Shouzhong was shocked.
"No, it's his dick that's erect again." Gundam whispered.
"Hey, you coward, why didn't you say it earlier!" Li Shouzhong raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head in anger.
"What are you doing?!" He was immediately scolded by the security guard.
"It's nothing. My brother is homesick and I'm teaching him to be a good man and travel the world bravely." Li Shouzhong apologized with a smile.
"No talking! I'll slowly guide you once you get in the car..." the security guard said in a deep voice.
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When the sky was bright, the team arrived at the North Water Gate.
Lanzhou City was built on the south bank of the Yellow River, and the water used in the city was also drawn from the Yellow River, so there was a waterway leading from the city to the Yellow River.
It was the first month of the lunar year, and the ice was three feet thick. Boats could not sail on the river, but ice carts could be used.
Ice trucks are the main means of transportation for winter transportation of Xishan Group. They have developed several generations of models and are very mature. The large passenger ice trucks of Mercedes-Benz brand are used for immigrant transportation.
This ice car is two meters long, with two steel rails and auxiliary brakes. There is a carriage on top that can fit twenty people. Although it is a bit crowded, it is warmer to squeeze in...
Such a large Mercedes-Benz bus, except for the time when it is started, several men have to get off the bus and push it together. After it starts moving, it only needs two drivers on the left and right to hold the pole to maintain the forward momentum.
And the speed is much faster than that of a horse-drawn carriage.
A long convoy of fifty ice trucks slowly drove out of the North Water Gate and soon entered the wide Yellow River.
The drivers, wearing sheepskin cloaks and dog-skin hats, began to accelerate slowly. It was only for safety reasons that the group stipulated that the speed should not exceed 40 kilometers per hour when fully loaded.
But for the would-be immigrants who have been walking on their own two feet for half their lives, this feels like flying.
So they changed to double special steps... Oh no, they endured the dizziness and vomiting.
Fortunately, the drivers sang the loud and unrestrained Xintianyou song, which made the people who left their hometown feel less uncomfortable.
"Do you know how many bends the Yellow River has?
There are dozens of boats on dozens of bays.
There are dozens of boats and dozens of poles.
Dozens of boatmen, come and move the boat..."
The song full of vitality rushed into the sky; the winding and bright white mother river carried the convoy out of Lanzhou and headed for the distant place of hope...