Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 295, Certificates Received

"How about it?"

Wang Qingsong looked at the other person coming over and asked with a smile.

By the way, I handed him the food I had just made: "Have something to eat."

Li Sichen took the food wrapped in oil paper, but he had no appetite to eat it.

Seeing his expression, Wang Qingsong felt something was wrong. He slowed down his eating and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you find it?"

Li Sichen nodded: "Well, my uncle's house is not far from here, about ten miles away, but there was a big fire in their wooden house area two months ago, and I don't know if they are okay."

There was a hint of worry on his face.

Li Siying next to him was also anxious: "Ah? What should we do? Uncle and the others..."

In return, Li Sichen shook his head.

Wang Qingsong frowned and stopped eating: "Then how do you do it?"

Of course he had also heard about the wooden house on Hong Kong Island.

Because housing prices in Hong Kong Island are high, more than half of the people now live in wooden houses. In the 30s, % still lived in wooden houses.

When I checked the information here before, fires did occur frequently.

A few years ago, there was a fire in Hong Kong Island that burned down more than 2,000 wooden houses and forced tens of thousands of people to be relocated to shelters.

Li Sichen sighed: "I'll go take a look first, I hope nothing goes wrong."

Wang Qingsong nodded, glanced around and said, "How about this, isn't there a car here? Let's see if we can find a car to get there, it will be quicker this way."

There was no sign of a taxi.

Otherwise, you can take a taxi.

I did see a tricycle.

Li Sichen took a deep breath, looked at the old man selling the doll Ah Jian next to him, and asked with a smile: "Grandpa~~"

The old man looked up and answered with a smile.

The two men talked for a while, and then the old man shouted to a tricycle not far away.

A middle-aged man with triangular eyes came over.

After some communication, I asked the other party to go with me to look for it for eight dollars.

Then the three of them got in the car and drove over.

The car passed through the city roads and headed straight along a road towards the countryside.

As the car moved forward, the sky gradually turned green.

The houses changed from concrete houses to densely packed wooden houses, and gradually farmland appeared.

It was a five-kilometer road, and because it was in the countryside, it took more than twenty minutes to get there.

Wang Qingsong also made an agreement with the other party.

If he couldn't find it in the past, he would leave.

When we arrived at the place, we saw a lot of ruins nearby, with obvious signs of a fire.

Maybe because two months have passed, there are not many refugees here.

After getting off the car, Li Sichen quickly found someone to ask.

Then he waved to the car and ran forward by himself.

He jogged along, asking questions all the way.

Finally I came to a place and found out where it was.

Then he came to the car and said to Wang Qingsong: "Their house was indeed burned, but the people there should be fine. They have been relocated now."

Wang Qingsong nodded slightly when he heard this.

"Then let's go check it out! If we go there and still can't find it, I'll leave first. I have other things to do!"

Hearing him say this, Li Sichen nodded slightly.

After talking to the driver, he got in the car.

Started to act again.

This time it was in the urban fringe of Tai Po.

The car drove back again.

About ten minutes later, the car stopped in a residential area.

At this time, there was a long line on both sides of the road, with both men and women, and the women were all wearing cheongsams.

There are many children playing there.

Such scenes can often be seen on the road, and it seems that there are quite a few people involved.

Since they had arrived at the place, Li Sichen got off the car and went to inquire, because this was the place he was told was here.

But it’s not clear exactly where.

I can only go down and ask.

When Li Sichen asked the first person, he looked happy and ran forward quickly.

Ask along the way.

Wang Qingsong and others followed behind on foot.

The children all looked at them curiously.

Wang Qingsong also looked around. The houses nearby were low brick and tile houses, somewhat similar to the county town where they lived.

Brick and wood mixed structure.

After a long while, Li Sichen ran back panting.

With a happy face, he said, "Found it, found it. It's right in front. Someone from their village is fetching water now. She said my uncle has already fetched water and gone back."

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "That's good. Let's go."

“No need for a car!”

After Li Sichen finished speaking, he said something to the driver.

The driver was naturally happy about this. He said hello and rode away on his bike.

The three of them rushed to the front of the water-drawing team.

After a while, it stopped near a water faucet.

Li Sichen arrived and greeted a middle-aged woman who was queuing.

Then he explained: "This is Aunt Liu. She is from the same place as my uncle and his family. She knows where he lives."

"Thunder Monkey! (Aunt Liu)"

The other party greeted with a smile, and Li Siying naturally responded.

Wang Qingsong smiled.

Look at each other.

She was about 40 years old, wearing a gray cheongsam with flowers and gray pants, had short wavy hair, and a pair of black cloth shoes.

Wang Qingsong also looked at it and found that the older people here seemed to like short hair.

And they all have fluffy curly hair.

He didn't understand what they were saying, so he just listened to the two of them chatting casually.

After a while, it was Aunt Liu's turn to fetch water. Li Sichen smiled and said, "After you fetch the water, you can go back."

Wang Qingsong nodded and asked curiously, "Don't the residents here have running water?"

"I just asked, here we have it. Hong Kong Island is short of water right now, and tap water is not available. The Hong Kong government only supplies tap water for six hours a day. So these people are queuing up to get water."

After hearing Li Sichen's explanation, Wang Qingsong nodded.

After waiting for a while, the opponent's two iron cylinders finished hitting each other, and then he smiled and asked everyone to leave.

Li Sichen wanted to fetch water, but was rejected by the other party.

He put on his hat and left quickly.

A few people followed, and after ten minutes or so, they stopped at the door of a house.

Aunt Liu shouted inside, turned around and whispered something to Li Sichen, then smiled and nodded at Wang Qingsong and the others.

Then he left with the bucket.

Li Sichen thanked him there.

When I turned around, I saw a middle-aged woman in cheongsam walking out.

Her outfit is similar to that of the woman just now.

"Achen?"

The woman's face was full of surprise, and the two of them were chatting and laughing.

Anyway, Wang Qingsong didn't understand a word except the name.

Because I spoke too fast.

After a while, he pulled Li Siying aside and happily chatted with her, but he was not as enthusiastic towards Li Siying as Li Sichen.

At least that's how Wang Qingsong felt.

The last one is naturally Wang Qingsong.

After all, Li Sichen and his sister had learned Mandarin, so although they inevitably had accents, at least they had no problem communicating.

But his aunt was a bit difficult.

Although the other party tried his best to make him understand, Wang Qingsong still only understood one third of it.

"Ah Xuan, this is my aunt. My uncle just went out and will be back soon. Come in first."

A Xuan is naturally the name for Wang Qingsong.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong nodded and followed the other party in.

The houses here are all connected, but the one the other party just came out of is a simple wooden shed.

There were a lot of things scattered around inside.

After coming in, the other party was just about to find a bench when a middle-aged man wearing a white vest and short hair came to the door.

Then things started to get lively again.

No need to think, this is Li Sichen's uncle.

really.

After a while, Li Sichen began to introduce.

It was the other party’s uncle: Chen Jiahua.

There are three more children playing outside right now!

Pour the tea and take a seat.

Li Sichen started communicating with Chen Jiahua.

As they talked, sad expressions appeared on their faces, and Li Sichen looked embarrassed.

His eyes looked at Wang Qingsong from time to time.

After a while, Li Sichen stood up and left with Chen Jiahua.

Wang Qingsong and the other person were left behind.

After a while, loud voices were heard from the other side.

It wasn't a quarrel, but Li Sichen's voice was filled with humiliation.

Wang Qingsong also felt something was wrong. He looked at Li Siying who looked a little sad and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

His first reaction was that the other party didn't want to pay back the money.

Li Siying looked at the innermost part, and then looked at her aunt who was preparing food at the door.

After hesitating for a moment, he said with a gloomy look, "My uncle wrote to me at the beginning of the year, asking him to come over, but not to bring me. Besides... their house burned down, so the Hong Kong government built them a public housing unit..."

Having said that, she stopped talking.

Because they're already here.

Li Sichen calmed down and smiled awkwardly at him, "Um... Ah Xuan, if you have relatives here, you can go to the police station here to complete the formalities. My uncle will take us to the police station later. He will guarantee you."

After saying that, he glanced at his uncle, then turned around and said, "Um... can we talk aside?" Hearing this.

Wang Qingsong nodded lightly.

He stood up and walked to the stone slab at the door.

Li Sichen hesitated for a moment and said, "Xuan, I'm sorry."

As he spoke, he handed him a wad of money.

Hearing him say this, Wang Qingsong didn't say anything, but took the line and counted.

450 yuan.

Then nothing happened. I just looked at him, wanting to see what Li Sichen would say.

Seeing his gaze, Li Sichen spoke up, "This is for one person. My uncle's house burned down, so they were allocated a 90-square-foot house here. But you have to pay for it yourself. It's not cheap, a total of 3600 Hong Kong dollars. The house is still under construction, and they have already handed over the house and paid the money. So..."

After a pause, he continued, "But don't worry, I will return the money to you. My sister and I will go to work in the garment factory here after completing the formalities, and will return the money to you as soon as possible..."

After we go through the formalities, I'll write you an IOU."

Wang Qingsong was thinking about it after hearing this.

Seeing his expression, Li Sichen thought Wang Qingsong was unwilling, and hurriedly explained; "Ah Xuan, we are in our hometown, and my uncle often sends me money. Without him, our family may not survive. I can't blame him for this. My sister and I will pay you back the money."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong came back to his senses.

He smiled and said, "Okay, then write an IOU and get the formalities done as soon as possible."

He doesn't care whether the money is returned or not. What's important is that Li Sichen's attitude is pretty good.

The IOU still needs to be written.

Li Sichen was delighted when he heard this: "Okay, thank you, thank you so much. Half a year, at most half a year, we will pay you back even if we don't eat or drink."

"Well, let's take care of the household registration first!"

Hearing this, Li Sichen nodded and hurriedly followed the other party back.

After a few people talked for a while, Chen Jiahua nodded, said hello to his mother-in-law, took some money from home, and the three of them went out.

While walking on the road, with the help of Li Sichen's translation, Wang Qingsong also understood the matter of fleeing to Hong Kong.

The specific reason is not particularly clear.

It seemed that something happened on Zhongying Street, and then a lot of refugees rushed over, there were too many of them.

I did manage it at the beginning, but I didn’t dare to be too strict.

After all, these people are refugees, and they are also afraid of conflict with the other side.

After a while, a notice was issued that those who came here and had relatives or friends could directly get a resident ID card with the guarantee of their relatives and friends.

And no censorship.

It was done on the spot.

As for those who have no relatives, they have to go to Boundary Street in Kowloon, where someone will arrange the procedures and refugee camp for them, and they will also be arranged to work in factories in the suburbs.

But the salary is very low, only half of that of local people.

That is fifty or sixty human months.

Wang Qingsong nodded there from time to time.

He knows the general idea, but not the details. However, after a while, that is, at the end of this month, the policy will be cancelled.

Anyone who comes here will be caught, unless a relative comes to pick them up.

Otherwise, they will all be sent back.

……

After more than half an hour, several people arrived at the police station.

It was very lively inside.

The policeman in green clothes was looking at several middle-aged women with a resentful look on his face while being bombarded by the other side.

There are also many people like Li Sichen in the police station.

After Chen Jiahua brought three people in, he handed people cigarettes and asked where to do business.

After a while, the other party took him to a place to handle the formalities.

Queue in the crowd.

I don’t know if there was any notice, but the person handling the procedures was very impatient and perfunctory.

Basically, there is a guarantee and it is given directly.

If you have photos, it can be processed on the spot. If you don’t have photos, you will naturally have to wait for a few days.

Wang Qingsong still has the photos.

Li Sichen and his sister also prepared photos before coming.

The procedures for the three of them were handled very quickly.

Even the money was not collected, and the two people's documents were processed.

But Wang Qingsong couldn't understand.

Because except for the name which is in Chinese characters, everything else is in English.

When a few people came out with their things, it was already time for lunch.

"Ah Xuan! This is for you!"

After coming out, Li Sichen handed him a note.

Wang Qingsong took the thing and looked at it. It was an IOU.

It had his name and the address on file, but it was his uncle’s address before the fire.

After all, the address on your ID card won’t change because of a fire.

He took a quick look, nodded, put the things away, and didn't say anything polite.

Li Sichen smiled and said, "Okay, I'm finally relieved. Let's go. My aunt said she will buy a chicken later. Let's go back and have dinner."

Wang Qingsong shook his head when he saw this: "Forget about the meal. I have something else to do in the city. I'll come to see you when I have time."

He doesn't have much time here.

Of course I have to go to the city to have a look.

Now that the formalities have been completed, he naturally won't stay here for too long.

Now that I'm here, I'd feel like I'm missing out if I don't do something.

He still felt very aggrieved about Huang Yuanzhi's matter.

He didn't care about the patent for a trolley case. After all, it was just a practical patent and would be everywhere in the world in the future.

Just make some minor changes and you can apply.

He was thinking about other things.

Li Sichen hesitated for a moment: "This...you have to eat, right?"

"Thank you, it's really not necessary. Okay, go and do your work. By the way, where can I find a bus to Kowloon?"

Hearing this, Li Sichen hesitated for a moment, and finally asked Chen Jiahua.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiahua naturally took him to the bus station.

There are trains too, but the journey takes longer.

With Li Sichen's farewell, Wang Qingsong boarded the bus to Kowloon, with the main stop being in Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon.

It is the terminus of Kowloon Motor Bus.

Along the way, most of the road is mountainous, but there are also many plain-like flat areas in the middle.

It's basically wasteland.

Occasionally, you will come across some gathering places, which are basically all wooden houses. Only the parking areas have a brick and wood mixed street similar to that of a commune.

Outside the mountains, there are more wooden houses.

There is also more wasteland.

This made Wang Qingsong feel strange.

Isn’t there very little land in Hong Kong Island?

This is also the reason why housing prices in Hong Kong Island are low.

But when he looked around along the way, he found that most of the places were actually suitable for living, so why not build houses?

The car stopped at more than forty stations along the way.

It took more than half an hour's drive, plus a detour, and a total of nearly two hours to finally arrive at the destination.

As the car arrived in the city.

Wang Qingsong could no longer tell the directions.

To put it bluntly, the houses here feel similar to those in Old Beijing.

The difference is that most of the houses in Sijiu City are courtyard houses, which are neat and tidy and have flat terrain.

But here it is uneven.

Most of them are old two-story buildings.

Some buildings can be seen in the distance, most of which are about seven or eight stories high, while there are fewer buildings with more than ten or twenty stories further away.

At least when he came to the Tsim Sha Tsui area, he felt very disconnected.

Dirty, messy and dilapidated old houses and streets.

There are also some wide and clean roads, with newly built British-style buildings and shops on both sides.

The car stopped at the entrance of a station.

Even if Wang Qingsong didn't understand, he knew that this was the terminal when he saw everyone getting off the bus.

After getting off the bus and standing at the door of the station, he felt embarrassed for a moment.

It seems that Li Sichen should be brought along.

Now he didn't know where he was, and his view was blocked by the shops around him.

Come to the corner.

I quietly opened my phone and took a look at the offline map.

Fortunately.

It is right on the seaside, next to the Star Ferry Pier, and to the south is Victoria Harbour.

Quietly put away the phone.

I saw a restaurant nearby and walked straight over.

Eat something first and then see where to go.

"Barbecued pork rice?"

Simplified Chinese characters were not introduced until 56. By then he had already been to school for several years, and many of the characters had similar radicals.

There is no problem in understanding it.

"Master, give me a roast goose rice."

Watching others eat, it seems that they are quite appetizing.

Two dollars and fifty cents, it doesn’t seem cheap.

Hearing this, everyone looked at him, after all, the accent was too unique.

But soon most of them looked away.

Since the liberation of the mainland, there has been a steady stream of people coming here, with accents from all over the place.

Considering the huge wave of people fleeing to Hong Kong during this period, it is not that rare.

The boss took the money, nodded, and said, "Wait a minute!"

Wang Qingsong understood this.

Waiting there quietly.

At this moment, not far away, a pair of eyes were looking him up and down.

(End of this chapter)