"Did the people on the train make things difficult for you just now?" asked Baburev, sticking his head in.

"Asked us for two hundred roubles. Zhang Zhiyuan replied.

“охуевший。 Baburyev threw a shameless Soviet scolding and turned around to leave.

"Babulev, forget it, it is estimated that this time will be over, isn't it just two hundred rubles. "On the train, Wan Feng is not ready to cause trouble, two hundred rubles is nothing.

"Wan! You think too much, do you think this time will be over? We're going to sit for nearly ten hours, and this time I'm sure to say they'll come once in an hour, so we can't be done, if it's over, it's endless, you wait for me to find them." ”

After Babulev finished speaking, he disappeared outside the box.

This time, Wan Feng has another understanding of Mao Zi's shamelessness.

There is money on the Huaguo side, but usually it is over once and it is over.

For example, if the traffic police pay a fine, at least if you take the fine receipt and drive the car to the destination, there will be no traffic police to ask you for money.

Asking people to do things is also money spent, and this matter is almost done.

I can't imagine that there is still a time limit for the Soviet Union to spend money, and after the time has passed, it will be happy to ask for one or more times, can this still show face?

This time it was a real eye-opener.

In this case, Baburyev went to ask for money, and Wanfeng did not stop him.

It took Baburyev about ten minutes to return, and the money was going to come back, but only a hundred rubles were returned.

"This back to Khabarovsk, they will not come again to ask for money. ”

"Haha, Babulev, you can also come back what people have eaten in their stomachs?"

"They dare not give it, even if they don't go to Blagoveshchensk every day, they will go several times a month, and I said that if you don't spit out the money and let you disappear in the city, then they won't spit it out, and they will come back halfway, but they promise not to come back until they get to Khabarovsk. ”

The underworld does have some deterrent effect at this time.

"You're not afraid that they will go to Khabarovsk to take revenge on you?"

"What's so terrible about the little conductor and the train policeman on the train, if they take revenge and still don't work on the train? All right, rest and tell us something. Baburyev retracted his head.

"Shamilov's people are still okay!" Zhang Zhiyuan sighed as he pinched the banknote with Lenin's portrait in his hand.

"Uncle, don't be deceived by the interests in front of you, Maozi is not humane, this is because the people who are entangled in interests Shamilov will be polite to us, otherwise they may bite people more ruthlessly. Remember, no matter what hairy people you encounter in the future, don't be intimate with them, they turn their faces faster than they turn books. ”

This is not a slander against Maozi behind his back, the most common sentence said by people who have come to Maozi to do business since the opening of the ports on both sides is: Maozi who is inhumane.

This is a warning word of blood and tears.

Wan Feng and they got on the train at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the train to Khabarovsk was planned to be one o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was now half past five and it was time for dinner.

Locking the door of the box, a group of people arrived at the No. 4 dining car.

Wan Feng really didn't have much interest in Russian food, just asked for a barbecue and two toasted buns.

As soon as I took two bites, suddenly a Chinese voice came from behind me: "Compatriot, are you Chinese?"

It is impossible to seat five or six people at the table on the train, and Wan Feng's party of ten people is divided into three tables.

Wan Feng sat at a square table with Alik Sebaburyev and Han Guangjia.

Behind Wan Feng was the hairy young man brought by Alixe, and behind them were Zhang Zhiyuan, Chen Dao, and Han Meng, and the three of them sat at the table.

Who is this called a compatriot?

The word compatriot is only used on paper or in propaganda, and no one uses this word in the folk colloquial language, at least in the north Wanfeng, I don't hear anyone call compatriots, and people call fellow villagers everywhere.

This is also called compatriots.

Wan Feng turned around and saw a black-haired and yellow-skinned person appear at the table between Zhang Zhiyuan and Chen Dao.

Looking at the age of about thirty, wearing a dark red long-sleeved shirt, the head shape is not similar to the head shape of the Chinese, a bit obscene.

A car of blonde and blue-eyed foreigner Leng Ding appeared like himself, and Zhang Zhiyuan was also a little happy: "Yes, brother, you are also Chinese?"

"Yes, yes, I'm also Chinese, fellow, where are I from?"

Zhang Zhiyuan also warmly invited the other party to sit down, and then pulled with the place.

The man said his name was Qin Guangbo.

Qin Guangbo's Mandarin is no longer very smooth, and the tone and pauses of some words are no longer incomprehensible.

Wan Feng concluded that this Qin Guangbo had been on the Soviet side for more than five years or even longer.

The biggest possibility of staying on the side of the Soviet Union for such a long time was that he committed a crime on the side of China and ran over in desperation.

When Wan Feng was young, he often heard people who came to the Soviet Union, and at that time there was a special term called: dedication.

It means to defect to Su Xiu.

It can be determined that this is a cultivator.

Wan Feng was a little curious about this kind of cultivators, how did they survive? Didn't they get shot by Mao Zi?

Until the end of eating, Zhang Zhiyuan and Chen Dao were still talking nonsense with that Qin Guangbo.

After eating, he returned to the box, Wan Feng came to the box of Aliksai, he wanted to know the current living conditions of these cultivators.

"Forget it, I don't know you about this question, Babulev! I want to know about the Chinese who sneaked to your side from China before, have you seen it?"

Babulyev nodded: "Yes, there are also in the cloth market, but there are not many." ”

"Let's talk about their situation, I don't think they will be shot if they smuggle in and have no political value?"

Babulev recalled for a moment before he said: "I don't seem to have heard of anyone being shot, but they were all arrested, arrested and sent to a deserted place in the forest to cut down trees and clear the wasteland." ”

These bastards think that they will be happy when they run over, and they don't want to be sent to work as coolies, which can be regarded as the sky has eyes.

"Do you know the survival profile of these people?"

"Some of them died in the forest, and those who didn't die ran out in every possible way, and some of these people hid in the countryside and some ran away to the city. ”

"Do you authorities care?"

"Later, it doesn't matter, you also know that our country is vast, especially in the Far East, where there is usually no human figure for hundreds of miles, and some people can be regarded as filling the population. ”

Pointing to this stuffed population, what's the use of this?