Chapter 1139 New World (first update, please subscribe)
A better world...
Song Chengjun doesn’t know what this world is like, but all he can do now is to persuade Those people leave.
"Don't be confused. If you don't leave now, when can we wait?"
Looking at everyone present in the Pacific Restaurant, Song Chengjun said.
"Do you have to wait until someone comes to collect all your business before you leave?"
"Oh, Brother Song, this is not as serious as you said. It's just that the emperor takes turns. This year They just came to his house. They just opposed Batista. They just changed him. Since ancient times, emperors have not killed obedient people!"
"That's right, what Brother Sun said is true, no matter who he changes to. In the world, people have to eat after all. We Tang people have so many businesses in Havana and employ so many people, how can they not do it anymore?”
For a while, there was a chorus of cheers in the restaurant, and everyone watched. Everyone sitting here, Song Chengjun sighed helplessly, and Wang Changyuan on the side comforted him.
“Brother Song Xian, do your best and obey fate!”
"That's the only way!"
Song Chengjun sighed. He looked around at this restaurant, the Pacific Restaurant. It has the best business here and has witnessed the prosperity of Chinatown. This Chinese-style restaurant has always been owned by Tang people in Havana. My favorite, people can usually go to Pacific Restaurant and enjoy a comfortable cup of morning tea, especially for Cantonese, this is a bonus. People who come home late at night can also have a late night snack here.
After this time, I’m afraid we’ll never see you again!
Song Chengjun has never believed anyone, but he has never doubted Li Yian's words. Since Li Yian said that Cuba can no longer stay, then it must not be possible to stay in Cuba anymore.
It’s time to leave!
With this thought in his mind, Song Chengjun's mood became heavier and heavier. Just like this, a gathering with friends still had no results.
A few days later, Song Chengjun arrived at the airport. Except for Wang Changyuan, only a few family members were willing to leave, most of whom had business in Nanyang. They looked at each other with mostly complex expressions.
“It will be the Western Year in two years. I didn’t expect to leave Havana at this time!”
While Wang Changyuan sighed, some Cubans not far away were already gathered around the radio Next to it, news soon came - the rebels were attacking Santa Clara, the capital of Las Villas Province!
“We are actually going to occupy the capital of the province of Las Villas!”
When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly changed. What does this mean?
No one knew, at least on December 29, 1958, no one knew until a few days later, when the rebels entered Havana, people knew what would happen in the future.
...
"Hey..."
Looking at the telegram transferred from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Li Yian sighed helplessly, and then said.
"What a pity!"
The reason why I say pity is because in two days, as Cuban President Batista flees abroad in a hurry, Cuba will undergo earth-shaking changes.
This change has no impact on Nanyang. Who is the only one affected?
He is a local Tang person!
As early as the 19th century, Chinese workers entered Cuba as indentured laborers. Later, after indentured labor was abolished, overseas Chinese immigrated to Cuba in large numbers. There are now as many as 150,000 Tang people living there, ranking first among all the countries in Central and South America.
There are many Tang people doing private business in Havana. Tang people's shops account for 40% of the total shops in Havana. There are also local cinemas showing Tangshan and Nanyang movies.
In the past ten years, Li Yi'an has been trying to introduce local expatriates to Nanyang, because he knew what would happen - Cuba erupted and overthrew the pro-American regime. Two years later, Castro announced to the world Announcement: Cuba joins the Eastern Bloc. In the following years, all private businesses were nationalized, and many Tang people lost everything.
Some of them can only leave Cuba and go north to the United States, choosing to start a new business. Many people had to stay in Cuba, and many of them never even got married throughout their lives.
Looking at the sea shrouded in sunset in the distance, the fate of hundreds of thousands of Tang people in Cuba is like a beach shrouded in twilight, hazy and sad.
Smoking a cigarette silently, Li Yian said to himself:
"No matter what, we must bring these people back, 150,000 people! A full 150,000!"
150,000!
For Nanyang now, there may not be many, and for Nanyang, which has passed its initial stage, these people are just population, and Nanyang does not need them.
What do you need in Nanyang? It is those outstanding talents, not ordinary labor force.
But what about Mindanao?
There are only one million Tang people in Mindanao now, and 150,000 Tang people are equivalent to 15% of the population!
It is an extremely valuable human wealth for Mindanao, Surabaya and Malaya.
In the next few decades, there will no longer be a steady stream of immigrants from the Tang Dynasty, but correspondingly, the population of the natives is increasing!
This means that every Tang person overseas is extremely precious. Replenishing these Tang people to these areas is not to enrich the local labor force, but to enrich the local Tang population.
This is the most important thing. After all, if the Tang people want to control the power of these countries and regions, they must maintain a relatively advantageous population ratio. Therefore, even one Tang person is very precious.
This is why in the past few years, all immigrants from Hong Kong Island have been sent to areas such as Malaya, Mindanao, Surabaya, and even Siam. The purpose is to ensure the population proportion advantage of the Tang people, so as to This ensured that the power in the hands of the Tang people would not be lost due to insufficient population.
“So, we can make an evacuation plan.”
After thinking about it, Li Yian shook his head again and said to himself.
"I'm afraid they are not willing to leave now. Let's wait. After a few years, they will naturally be willing to leave."
It's just a little effort!
With this thought in his mind, Li Yian cast his gaze towards the sea in the distance, with a little loss in his eyes. "...Whether you are homeless or whether you are suffering, give it all to me, give it all to me..."
...
Where is this place? ?
Ding Chenghua looked at the shack in front of him. There were many people living here, men, women, and children. Although their clothes were mostly shabby, their faces looked much better.
The children laughed from time to time. They were in groups, chasing and playing in the open space of the shelter. Their cheerful laughter echoed in the open space, but more people were sitting around, watching eagerly. TV - There are news and cartoons played there. There are stories about Nanyang and life there. People's eyes sparkle with a vague but firm longing for the future.
No matter how big or small, this is true for children.
This is the Yamayoyama Refugee Camp. Although it is surrounded by barbed wire, life here seems very comfortable. I don’t know how many children drank milk for the first time in their lives, and many women were bathing with soap. I can't help but smell the scent of soap. But what makes people more happy is the food - not only is there plenty of rice, but there is also meat every day.
"Nanyang, it's really amazing!"
Ding Chengding took a puff of cigarette - every male refugee can receive 5 cigarettes every day.
"Here we are, each person gets one and a half kilograms of rice a day, 50 grams of meat every day, and the children get 200 grams of milk every day..."
While speaking, Ding Chengding's eyes fell to the side involuntarily. On the notice posted - it lists the supplies they should receive every day and how much food they should eat. If there are any deficiencies, you can call or complain to the inspector at any time.
"Milk is not necessarily a good thing. Some children have diarrhea after drinking it!"
Ding Chenghua said.
“The doctor said it was lactose intolerance, but most children are sensitive to high protein and have not been exposed to it in the past. They only need to drink it for a few days.”
Ding Chengding said while explaining.
“All this money comes from Nanyang.”
“No matter how good Nanyang is, we can’t go there!”
Ding Chenghua couldn’t help complaining.
“In the past, if you went to Nanyang, you would have to go to Nanyang in droves, and you could go anywhere. But now, unless you graduate from university, you can’t go to Nanyang, and you have to go to university. It is recognized by others, otherwise even if you go to college, you will not do the math..."
Listening to his brother's complaints, Ding Chengding said quickly.
"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you..."
The elder brother's words made Ding Chenghua look at him, and then laughed.
"Brother, you haven't gotten used to it yet..."
Looking at his elder brother's unnatural look, Ding Chenghua waved his hand and said.
"Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this. Brother, you just chatted with those people for so long. What were they talking about?"
"We didn't talk about anything. We just talked about the future. Those few The volunteers in Nanyang said that people like me can go to Nanyang."
"Brother, can you go to Nanyang?"
Looking at his brother's surprised look, Ding Chengding explained. road.
“They said that as long as it was confirmed that I actually participated in the Anti-Japanese War, I would definitely be able to go to Nanyang. They also said that some people could go to Nanyang because they brought the honor and mourning of their loved ones who died in the Anti-Japanese War. They said it was a meritorious service to the nation... ”
When he said these words, Ding Chengding's expression became extremely complicated, his eyes flashed a little, and then he smoked silently.
"This, this...brother, you have beaten the Japanese."
Looking at the eldest brother, Ding Chenghua said.
"Then you must go. I heard people say that you can make more money over there in Nanyang. Why go to Malaya if you can go there."
Ding Chengding shook his head and said.
"I went to Nanyang, what about you? We two brothers, I got you into trouble, but you risked your life to save me. We two brothers managed to get out, how can we be separated?"
"But..."
When the words came to his mouth, Ding Chenghua murmured.
"You are my brother. If I don't save you, are you still a brother?"
As night falls, the refugee camp is lightly covered by a thin layer of moonlight, and the stars are dotted, and it seems that Silently watching the joys and sorrows in this land. Occasionally, bursts of laughter would always come from under the shed. People were crowded in front of the small black and white TV. The programs playing on the TV screen were not just TV dramas that made people laugh, but also TV shows that made people laugh. Live the life you see on the screen.
A happy, wonderful life.
People gathered there, looking at the TV, with only the yearning for a happy life on the TV in their eyes. They occasionally discussed the future in a low voice, with dissatisfaction with the past in their eyes. There is also hope for the future.
A few days later, with the arrival of an immigration ship, hundreds of people in the shelter lined up to board the ship to Malaya with great anticipation. Live a happy life there.
There... is their new world!
(End of this chapter)