African Nationhood

Mogadishu is a bit dry and hot in September, and cruise ships are constantly arriving, carrying white goose refugees one after another. All white goose refugees from Sakhalin Island and the Black Sea have to transit here.

The land in the lower reaches of the Shabelle River is the most fertile in Somalia. The Italians have opened nearly 200 plantations here, mainly growing rubber, sugar cane, sorghum, corn and other crops.

After Nanhua took over this place, it also transported some immigrants to work in the plantations, but it still needed a lot of manpower.

Now that the White Goose refugees have arrived, they can serve as laborers in the plantations here.

It was very busy, with women exclaiming, children making noises, and men laughing.

They are quiet and peaceful at this moment, and this will be a hometown or a transit point in their lives.
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Among the people disembarking from the boat, there was a young woman holding a large suitcase in her hand and carrying a large bundle. She also had a baby in her arms. She was also holding a four or five-year-old boy in her hand.

This mother was also a wife, her name was Natasha.

Her husband was a baron from a rural county in Ukraine, and her parents were also wealthy local businessmen.

During the time of the Tsar, her family was relatively wealthy.

Although the couple worked hard to improve their family status, it was a pity that God did not show mercy to them and they never had a chance.

The European War broke out, and his husband enlisted in the army, hoping to gain military exploits from this war.

Who knew that their lives would undergo earth-shaking changes because of this war, and the February Revolution overthrew the Tsar's rule.

As a result, his husband got a job in a government department, and their lives suddenly became better. Then in October, the Soviets overthrew the bourgeois government, and the red regime became the dominant force in Russia.

Her husband therefore became the White Goose faction that opposed the Soviet Union. At first, the White Goose war was victorious, but as the Bolshevik whirlwind swept across, her husband's White Goose Army began to fail, and their troops retreated steadily.

With no other choice, her husband found a way to send her and her two children to the fleeing ship, but he died at the port, having his head blown off by Bolshevik soldiers.

From that moment on, she became the backbone of the two children, but the fear and panic in her heart never diminished for a moment.

Their ship entered the Red Sea through the Suez Canal and then came to this city full of Arabian style.

Most of the people here are Chinese with yellow skin. They are all very serious, which makes Natasha very scared, but she still has children to take care of, and she tells herself over and over again to be strong and work hard to survive.

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Someone was selling food at a stall at the port. The black bread on it was very obvious, but the stall owner was a white woman wearing a gauze scarf.

My son Andrei saw the black bread and couldn't walk.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Natasha nodded, holding her son's hand and carefully approaching the bread stall, "How do you sell this bread?"

The woman wearing a gauze scarf told her in pure Russian: "3 yuan each."

"Three yuan?"

All they spent on their escape was gold and silver, and the rubles had long since become waste paper.

"I'm talking about South China dollars. If you only have gold and silver, you can go to the window at the port to exchange for South China dollars. When you get here, you must trade with banknotes. It is illegal to trade with gold and silver."

After hearing the kind stall owner's advice, Natasha had already seen the Russian sign at the exchange point, where someone was queuing up.

She nodded to the stall owner and wanted to drag her son over, but his son was too hungry and didn't want to leave.

Seeing that the child didn't want to leave, the female stall owner immediately smiled and said, "Go over there and I'll help you look after the child."

After speaking, the stall owner took a piece of black bread from the stall and handed it to Andre.

Natasha nodded gratefully to the female stall owner, and then walked quickly to the exchange point.

There were many people here, and Natasha had to look back at her son while queuing up, for fear that his son would have an accident.

By the time it was Natasha's turn, half an hour had passed.

During this period, her son Andrei had already eaten most of the black bread, and then brought the black bread to her to eat.

She took the black bread and nodded to the female stall owner in the distance, waiting for her to change the money and go over to pay it back.

Unexpectedly, the female stall owner didn't look at her at all. She was also very hungry, so she had to eat black bread to fill her stomach. She still had a gold pocket watch, a gold ring and a pair of gold earrings left on her hand, which she exchanged for a total of more than 5,000 yuan.

She doesn't know the prices here yet, so she doesn't dare to spend money recklessly, so she can only take it one step at a time.

Walking to the female stall owner, she paid the female stall owner back the money, and then bought a few loaves of black bread for emergency use.

After buying the bread, seeing that there wasn't much business here, Natasha asked the female stall owner directly.

"When did you get here?"

The female stall owner smiled and said, "I have been here for five or six years, and my husband was transferred here because of me."

Natasha was a little confused when she heard what the female stall owner said, "Huh?"

The female stall owner smiled and said, "Because I am Russian, he and I were transferred here to facilitate the reception of you new Russians."

After hearing what the other party said, Natasha understood a little better, "Then you sell bread here?"

The female stall owner smiled and said, "We have a day off here. I have a day off today, so I went to the port to sell bread. Anyway, I have nothing to do at home."

Hearing what the other party said, Natasha was a little curious about the other party's family situation.

"Can you tell me about the situation here? I just came here and my husband is a little scared."

Hearing what Natasha said, the female stall owner immediately became energetic.

"You don't have a husband, so you're a widow?"

Although she didn't want to admit it, Natasha nodded, "Yes."

The female stall owner chuckled, "It doesn't matter if you are a widow, are you willing to get married?"

Hearing the other party ask this question, Natasha instinctively rejected the other party. Her husband had died less than a month ago and she couldn't do this.

The female stall owner saw the refusal simply and didn't bother. Continue to explain: "After arriving here, there are three resettlement measures for you refugees.

The first type is women of childbearing age. If you are willing to get married, the official can arrange for you to go directly to Nanhua to get married.

After marrying a Chinese wife, you can immediately be allocated land and obtain Nanhua nationality.

The second type is adult men who can serve as soldiers. This soldier does not obtain South China nationality and is only a temporary establishment.

The third option is to be resettled directly in the local area. You can go to the plantations to find jobs, or you can make a living on your own, like me, setting up a bread stall. "

Natasha generally understood after listening, but what about accommodation?
“As for accommodation, someone will make unified arrangements.

People at the port here will have cars to take you to the resettlement area. When you get to the resettlement area, the staff will place you in a house.

This house requires rent, which is paid once a month. Those who have no money can only work or make money by themselves.

Prostitution and gambling are strictly prohibited here, and men are not allowed to drink alcohol.

At the same time, we will severely crack down on any form of crime and will be severely punished if caught! "

Hearing the female stall owner's explanation, Natasha felt much more at ease. She would feel much more at ease if there was order here.

"Then we just got here, is there any extra care?"

The female stall owner smiled and shook her head, "This is impossible. You are refugees and not citizens of Nanhua."

While they were talking, someone came over to buy bread, and the female stall owner was focused on her business.

Natasha didn't have the nerve to disturb the other party anymore, so she took her son and walked outside.

She could already see people lining up over there.

It seemed that the female stall owner said that she should follow the car that took the refugees to the resettlement area, otherwise it would be miserable if there was no place to go at night. (End of chapter)