Chapter 985 Returning Immigration 2

When I got home, someone had gone to the fields to call Wang Liuxi's parents and brothers back.

A relatively large yard suddenly seemed a little small.

Wang Liuxi has a large family, with eight brothers. He ranks sixth. One elder sister and one younger sister are both married.

And those brothers all got married and separated, and only the youngest still lived with his parents.

When Wang Liuxi saw his parents, he burst into tears, blaming himself for his 'unfilial piety'.

However, if he could go back in time and choose again, he would definitely choose Fuso without hesitation.

When he went abroad, Dahua had not yet begun to divide the land.

Such a large family only has less than twenty acres of land.

The whole family can survive because they have caught up with a good era, otherwise it would be normal for several people to starve to death.

The family first cried bitterly and staged a drama about father's kindness and son's filial piety, and then started all kinds of small talk.

"This is my brother and sister, right?"

asked the eldest brother.

"This is the big one, and the younger one is pregnant and looking after the house in Fusang."

Wang Liuxi said.

As soon as these words came out, all the men in the village became jealous beyond recognition.

Wang Liuxi's wife was already a relatively beautiful woman, but it turned out that Wang Liuxi still had a concubine.

This is the master's standard equipment. How can a person without any financial resources or status be qualified to marry a concubine?

"What Xizi is doing in Fusang, is it also farming?"

"I run a small business, and the thousand acres of land are cultivated by hired hands."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone exclaimed.

In Dahua, the landlords were almost wiped out. Unexpectedly, Wang Liuxi turned out to be a landlord.

"How is life in Fuso? Is it difficult to get used to the language barrier?"

"Basically everyone in Fusang now speaks Chinese, and their Mandarin is better than the people in our village."

Wang Liuxi said.

There was a lot of content in the chat, but in summary it came to one point: Wang Liuxi was doing well in Fuso.

As for the villagers who watched the entire chat, apart from knowing a little more about Fusang, the rest were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Although leaving one's hometown may sound like a hardship, it would definitely be great if one could live like Wang Liuxi in Fuso.

In the next few days, Wang Liuxi made his presence felt in the village. He went to worship his ancestors, expressed his intention to donate money to build the village ancestral hall, and then expressed his intention to take the lead in collecting money to build a road connecting the official roads.

He even complained about the backward farming methods in the village.

When people are rich, their farts taste good.

In the past, if Wang Liuxi had said this, Lao Wang, who was farming, would probably have laughed.

But now, Lao Wang is beginning to reflect on whether his farming is really wrong.

Although many people could see that Liu Xizi was having fun, and some people were unhappy, they could only keep this unhappiness in their hearts.

If you insist on joining in and singing the opposite tune, trying to embarrass Wang Liuxi, you will definitely be the one who is embarrassed in the end.

Maybe Liu Xizi wasn't as capable as he boasted, but he was definitely more capable than everyone else in Kengwei Village.

"Brother Xizi, is there still land in Fusang now? I also want to immigrate to Fusang."

A young man about sixteen or seventeen years old asked a question that many people wanted to ask.

They were almost drooling when they saw Wang Liuxi's Fusang wife, not to mention that Wang Liuxi had two more.

"It has been almost divided up by the immigrants who came from behind. Now if you want to reap the benefits, you can only go to North America and India. I heard that there is still a large area of ​​land there. Now when you go to Fusang, the government will not cover the ferry tickets and settlement fees. "

Wang Liuxi shook his head and gave some instructions to everyone.

"Where are North America and India?"

someone asked.

"It's hard to tell clearly. In short, it's very far away, several times farther than ours to Fusang. But I heard that there is more land there than Fusang, and everyone who goes there can be a landlord."

Wang Liuxi said.

"Go to India, landowner."

This is the official propaganda slogan. According to the official propaganda, you can only be a middle peasant in China, but when you go to India, everyone can be a landowner. There are no restrictions on land ownership in India.

Under this kind of propaganda, not to mention the poor peasants who were not living a satisfactory life in China, even some people from wealthy families were tempted to immigrate.

After all, there is an opportunity to become a landlord in India and achieve a counterattack in life.

Moreover, the land in the Ganges Plain is more fertile and can better support people, so there is no need to worry about India being difficult to mix.

With the government taking care of everything, people feel more at ease.

Especially the presence of people like Wang Liuxi has made villagers less worried about immigration.

Most of these people were originally people who were not doing well in the local area, or who were about to die.

When boarding the ship and going to sea, no one would be indignant that "Don't bully young people into poverty."

Now that I have succeeded, I naturally want to go back to the village and tell those who used to look down on me and despise me.

Watching people who once despised you continue to flatter you is a feeling that can easily become addictive. Many immigrants who have returned to their hometowns spend a lot of money in their hometowns and enjoy this feeling of success.

Those who have the nerve to return home are naturally those who have done well overseas. If you are not doing well, you don't have enough money to buy a boat ticket.

Therefore, it is easy to give local people a

There is an illusion that people who immigrate are doing well.

When they see others succeed, the local people naturally become interested. I am no longer so repelled by leaving my hometown.

Anyway, now that transportation is developed, it only takes two or three days to get to Fusang by boat, and even to Annan, it only takes seven or eight days.

I heard that the government is still working on some kind of airplane. Once successful, it will only take one hour from Nanjing to Beijing, and only two or three hours from Nanjing to Fusang.

Distance seems to be no longer an issue. As long as you succeed overseas, you no longer have to worry about being unable to return to your homeland after leaving your hometown.

"I'm going to India."

Wang Erhu gritted his teeth and said that he was stimulated by Wang Liuxi.

When he was a teenager, he was slightly superior to Liu Xizi in all aspects.

As a result, Wang Liuxi was doing better now, which suddenly made him feel a huge gap in his heart.

Even though his family's current life is pretty good, he can't control his desire to make a fortune.

"I'm going to India."

Wang Xiaoping said angrily to his father. He recalled the appearance of the village girls and women in the village, and the appearance of Wang Liuxi's wife, which strengthened his belief in immigrating.

"I want to go to India to restore the glory of my ancestors."

Wang Junyu thought silently in his heart.

His father's generation was still a small landowner, but due to Dahua's policies, his family lost their land.

Coupled with not being good at management, it is inevitable that the family will suffer decline.

Although they can live well now, they are no different from thousands of ordinary families.

Wang Junyu was unwilling to accept this and wanted to go overseas to earn a new share of the landlord's family business.