"Sanwa, what do you think? Do you think what Zhongkui said is true?" Luo Wen'an asked, and the mother-in-law and the old man also stared at Song Gaoming.

"Win, why don't you win? There are no national affairs that have failed." Song Gaoming drank a little wine, but his energy was getting better and better. When he talked about the country's policies, he talked endlessly and talked about many things in a row.

The examples are all visible, and the Luo family all nodded.

"I think the key to this matter is whether you dare to eat crabs, whether you dare to be the first to eat crabs, and whether you dare to leave your hometown. Also, does Zhongkui support it? Does Zhongming also support it? This matter is very important.

Importantly, in the final analysis, you are going to a foreign country." Song Gaoming said seriously.

"I agree. He came back from vacation two days ago and said that as long as his grandfather is in good health, he can go." Luo Wen'an said,

"The third master is in very good health, there will be no problems. The conditions over there are good. When you go there, the house, the medical station in the residential area, medicine, cotton clothes, etc. are all free, and charcoal fires for heating.

It doesn’t cost money, the country has taken it into consideration.”

Song Gaoming said eloquently, "Those old guys are so useful. They used to be collective farms, and they became employees of our new farm completely obediently. They helped us build houses, take care of our wheat, and repair water conservancy projects."

, ready for spring plowing.

In the past, it will not be your family. It is everywhere in the country, especially in Qinghai and Gansu, which are poorer and have less land, Henan, which has a larger population, and Mongolia and Shanxi, which are closer.

There are a lot of people going. In some cases, half of the people from a village may go.

This is not bragging, it was a high school classmate of mine who is now working in Hanking, and he wrote to me."

"So many people are going to go? What should we do after the land is divided? Are there enough houses?" Luo Wen'an said worriedly.

"Of course, uncle, you don't know how big that place is. There must be enough land and houses. Also, people who want to immigrate are everywhere now. What is the most practical thing for us Chinese? Everyone wants to make a fortune.

Think about it, what are the two acres of land your family has now? If you go there, it will be twenty acres of land, and you can still ask the Soviets to plant it.

Moreover, when Zhongkui exchanges his battle points for land, it will be natural for your family to have more than 100 acres of land." Song Gaoming said enviously, "My father is not in good health, otherwise I will be among the first to go. In a few days

In the year, if the old man leaves, I will take my mother-in-law and baby there. Anyway, there are schools there, and there will be a comprehensive preferential policy including education for 30 years.

I envy Zhongkui very much. If I hadn’t failed the physical examination and suffered from haemorrhage, I would have gone to the army with him back then. Alas, compared to others, I would not have had a better life."

"Do you really think it's right?"

"Uncle, of course I think China has never failed to deal with national affairs."

"..."

When Luo Wen'an heard this, he drank quietly. The old man next to him didn't say anything. Luo Wen'an's mother-in-law was very thoughtful. For her, there was no such thing as being unable to leave her hometown. Although she still had relatives in her natal family, they were not very close.

, her thoughts were all about those ten acres of land.

"Let's not talk about one hundred acres of land. This is twenty acres of land. I don't dare to think about it." Luo Wen'an's mother-in-law sighed. She was at a disadvantage because she was uneducated, but she knew that it was a lot of land.

"Auntie, twenty acres of land is more than 12,000 square meters, more than a hundred meters long, and more than a hundred meters wide, or thirty or forty long and dozens of feet wide. From this door, you can walk all the way to the east

Under the banyan tree." Song Gaoming simply described it.

He knew that ten acres of land, if it were the playground of the school, would not seem like much, but if all these areas were land, it would be very scary.

"If this were a hundred acres..."

Luo Wen'an didn't dare to think about it. If there were a hundred acres...

"If there are one hundred acres, it will be more than 60,000 square meters, two to three hundred feet long and wide, and most of the land in our village."

Song Gaoming lamented that Dayanba is mountainous, with small and scattered cultivated land, and the overall area is very small.

"Come on, San'er, keep drinking. I'll think about this later. When the time comes, I'll think about it and I'll be the first to sign up with you."

Luo Wen'an had already made up his mind. This decision was not so much given by Song Gaoming as it was what he expected.

Song Gaoming: "Okay, uncle, I won't say much about this matter, so that you won't blame me if there are any problems in the future. I'll just say, go get early, everything will be better if you get early."

"Okay, okay."

…

Early the next morning, shortly after the rooster crowed, there was a figure wandering near Song Gaoming's house, and then the dog started barking. Song Gaoming, who had just woken up from a hangover, was alerted by a knock on the door.

After getting out of bed and opening the courtyard door, what he saw was Luo Wen'an standing there with a flashlight and a silly smile on his face.

"Three babies, hehe... I'm sorry to bother you, uncle, I want to sign up early..."

One month later, the first batch of immigrants under the Great Immigration Plan were quickly transported to Kulun from all over the country through relatively convenient transportation.

Due to the temporary war ahead, although the train to Beihai Province is only half repaired, the train can still run half way.

Luo Wen'an rushed to Kulun with his nearly 70-year-old father and his wife, while his second son stayed in the mainland to wait for the next college entrance examination.

When Luo Wen'an saw the immigrants in front of him, who were all spread out in super large tents, and when he saw the more than 100,000 families with their families, he couldn't help but feel lucky that he was the first to sign up, the earliest to leave, and the earliest to choose.

At this moment, as an honest farmer, he completely understood how attractive a large amount of land, ready-made houses, and a good future are to a farmer.

Life in the temporary immigration area lasted only two or three days. Then Luo Wen'an and his family were gathered together, and a deputy secretary of the immigration committee wanted to give a speech to those who were about to board the train.

Facing thousands of people in front and more than 100,000 people in the temporary settlement area behind, the deputy secretary's voice was full of passion as never before.

“Folks and compatriots, I am very happy to be able to serve you and give you a ride on the road to prosperity.

As the pioneers of the large-scale immigration plan, you are the pioneers of Beihai Province and the role model of the nation. You are the first people who dare to eat crabs.

The country’s land is limited and the nation’s living space is limited. What should we do?

The Chairman of the Generalissimo told us, what are the Soviets best at? What they are best at is grabbing what they lack from others.

They once successfully robbed the North Sea, they robbed the Far East, and they robbed millions of square kilometers of land. Through continuous plunder, they expanded their land area dozens of times.

And today, we want to treat others with their own treatment.

We don't have land, but the North Sea does.

We don't have living space, but the North Sea does.

We don't have wealth, but Beihai does.

It's a long way to go to Beihai, but you are not alone. The millions of National Defense Forces are your loyal guardians. The Simon Railway that is about to be fully opened to traffic is your guarantee for returning home. And the 600 million Chinese people are your eternal compatriots.

Don't think that Beihai is a foreign country. The Chairman told us, hometown, what is hometown?

The land that allows us Yanhuang people to spread their branches and leaves, allows us Chinese to live and grow with our heads held high, the land that allows us to live peacefully and happily without having to suffer the enemy's artillery fire or the abuse of others, is the place.

Our hometown.

Our hometown is in our hearts, and it is also at our feet. Su Wu once herded sheep in Beihai. Our large-scale immigration plan has 10 million people. More people may immigrate in the future, and there is strong national protection. What are you afraid of?

The North Sea is not a foreign country, it is our own sacred and inviolable territory.

…

Although the country is getting richer and the gross national product continues to increase, money and wealth will not fall from the sky. Here, I wish that everyone can live and work in peace and contentment in the new land, dig out golden dolls from the ground, and become rich and well-off as soon as possible.

I will always believe in what the chairman said, that is: the sons and daughters of the Chinese nation have power

Now, I announce that the first batch and the first phase of the big immigration plan will be launched.

Get on board!!!”

Amidst the long whistle of the train, Luo Wen'an boarded the Simon Railway train with full enthusiasm and longing for a new life.

A few days later, they stopped just after passing Kyactu.

In this place in the former Soviet Union that had just been renamed 'Minxing County', the first batch of immigrants got off the bus.

From the train house, the immigrants had already seen the continuous farmland. Although it was still covered with white snow, the wheat green color underneath was already exposed in some places.

When the staff told everyone that Minxing County would be their new home from now on, everyone was excited.

When he got off the train, Luo Wen'an jumped out of the car, stamped on the ground vigorously, and shouted loudly to the old man and his wife, "There is nothing strange about the land here, it is all solid."

Afterwards, the immigrants boarded the army's truck convoy and drove for less than twenty minutes to the first large immigrant settlement.

Next to the Chinese village is a Soviet village.

The Soviet houses were from the past and were relatively old. Everyone was asked to line up at the entrance of the village. As they watched with complicated eyes, Chinese immigrants arrived in the new village in trucks.

In the village, there are new houses built by the hard-working Soviet people for their meager wages and collective food.

The eyes of the Soviet people were complicated, but the Chinese and the Soviet traitors told them at this time

A Soviet traitor pointed at the Chinese and repeated in Chinese and Russian, "They are the real owners of this land in the future. Whoever goes against them, whoever disobeys these new farm owners, will suffer."

The most serious ones of hunger and cold will be expelled to the north, allowing you to return to the arms of the Bolsheviks. Of course, the most serious ones will be shot on the spot."

Following the Soviet Union's signal, all the Soviets saw the Japanese in the team next to them lift the rifles in their hands and neatly pull the safety. They couldn't help but wince, for fear of angering the Chinese.

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In the past few months, they have discovered that the Chinese are not difficult to take care of. As long as they work hard, they can at least live a better life than in the collective farms of the Soviet Union. They have food and clothing, medical care is guaranteed, there is no problem in going to school, and they can still get a job.

Everyone, even the old people who were once known as followers of the Bolsheviks, realize a very real problem.

"The era of the Soviet Union is over, and from now on, it will be the era of the Chinese."

But what does it matter?

Life must go on. As long as they are not "forced" to a dead end, no one is willing to use hoes and sickles to collide with bayonets, machine guns and guns.

From this day on, China's great immigration plan was fully launched. From then on, the Chinese people's journey to their great hometown continued for decades!!
Chapter completed!