Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 1062 Father and Son
There are a lot of vagrants in Heilongjiang Province at that time.

And at that time, there were vagrants from all over the place. Many of them fled here from various places in order to survive. But there were also many people who had committed serious crimes in their hometowns and wanted to avoid the punishment they deserved, so they ran here like fugitives.

The former is easier to deal with, because many of them have families to support, and they run away just to survive, so they have to find a way to survive.

Therefore, such vagrants are basically not dangerous or unstable and can be considered acceptable.

As for the latter, it can be said that they are countless times more dangerous than the wild animals in the mountains.

Because the reason why these gay bullies come here is that most of them have committed crimes that, if caught, will result in at least ten years in prison, or even be starved of food.

So you can imagine how dangerous such people are when they have no food to eat and no money to spend.

Just like the people Wang An had killed before, most of them were like this.

After Wang An knew the identities of these two people, he immediately regained his composure, because no matter whether it was the former or the latter, as long as they were vagrants, they were nothing to worry about for Wang An.

Turning around, Wang An asked the two men:
"Come on, come on, both of you raise your heads and look at me."

As the old saying goes, "Look at a person's eyes first." Some people also say, "The eyes are the windows to the soul." So many times, when a person is speaking, you can tell a lot from his eyes.

Just like in the fence, the interrogators looked into the suspect's eyes when interrogating him.

Although it may not be accurate, it is definitely useful.

When the two men raised their heads, Wang An noticed that they looked very similar. They should be a father and son. The older one was about 40 years old, and the younger one looked about or years old.

Moreover, the clothes these two people wore were quite shabby. Not only were they full of patches, but there were also many holes on them. It was obvious that they were not living a good life.

After looking at it for a while, Wang An asked in a calm tone:
"Tell me, what are your names? Where are you from? When did you come here? Where do you live now?"

There was basically no emotional fluctuation in Wang An's words, it was just like a normal chat.

The two heard this, without exchanging glances, and one of the older people said:
"My name is Huang Baoguo. We fled from Yuzhou and have been here for more than ten years. Last year, land was distributed here, and I thought my hometown would also distribute land, so my family and I went back. But after we went back, the village chief said that we didn't have a household registration and would not distribute land to us, so we came back here again. Now we live in a cellar in Weizigou."

When Wang An heard this, he felt sad because this was the most typical case of illegal household registration at that time.

I am not recognized in my hometown and am regarded as an outsider. I am still not recognized in other places and am regarded as an outsider in the eyes of outsiders. To put it bluntly, I have lost my household registration.

You have to know that in that era, you needed a letter of introduction to go out. Without a letter of introduction, you couldn't even leave the county and couldn't do anything. And who would dare to issue a letter of introduction to such a person?
Wang An knew about Weizigou. It was not a very large place, about ten miles southwest of Sujiatun.

There are more than 20 families living in Weizigou. Every household lives in a cellar, and all of these people are vagrants from all over the place. It can be regarded as a gathering place for vagrants.

Of course, there are many gathering places for blind drifters like this, scattered all over Heilongjiang Province.
However, the geographical location of Weizigou is already considered to be a real deep mountain area. Although there is not much arable land nearby, it is definitely enough for these people to grow crops.

However, because it is located deep in the mountains, there are many wild animals nearby that harm the crops. As a result, although a lot of crops are planted there every year, very little food can be harvested.

In short, the lives of these people are much more difficult than those of the people in Kaoshantun. Wang An noticed that when this person spoke, his eyes did not evade, and they only contained vicissitudes and helplessness. Of course, more of it was actually a compromise and resignation to life.

Wang An could feel that this person was not lying, so there should be nothing wrong with him.

So Wang An looked at the other person, the young man, and asked:
"What about you? What's wrong with you?"

The man took a look at the box gun in Wang Li's hand and said with a little fear:
"My name is Huang Zhong, and he is my father."

As he spoke, the man named Huang Zhong pointed at Huang Baoguo next to him.

Huang Baoguo also said:
"Yes, this is my son."

When Wang An heard the name Huang Zhong, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Mainly because Wang An suddenly remembered that in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, there was a person named Huang Zhong, and the Huang Zhong in the Three Kingdoms seemed to be quite serious and fierce.

Wang An, with his eyes wide open, looked at the obviously malnourished Huang Zhong in front of him, and secretly calculated in his heart that with a Huang Zhong like this, he could easily defeat ten of them alone.

After learning about the identities of the two men, Wang An felt relieved. However, looking at the corn cobs placed in front of them, as well as the wild vegetables and mushrooms that were also dumped on the ground, he couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

The main thing was the corn cobs that the father and son stole, which totaled no more than 30 pieces.

Wang An really couldn't bring himself to beat someone up or make things difficult for him just for such a small thing.

Most importantly, they stole corn cobs simply to fill their stomachs.

But in that era, every household was short of food. Although the blind migrants had a hard time, the people in the village also had an easy life. If Wang An just released them directly, it would be somewhat unreasonable.

Wang An stared at the two of them, couldn't help but sucking his teeth, and then looked at Wang Li with a reproachful look.

In Wang An's opinion, for such a trivial matter, Wang Li should just chase the person away and turn a blind eye to it.

But Wang Li was so good that he just took the gun and arrested the man.

After thinking for a while, Wang An couldn't think of a good solution, so he turned to his shoulder pole, took out the can of chili sauce, and said to Wang Li:

"Where are the steamed buns? Go get them out and eat."

Wang Li also noticed Wang An's dilemma and his complaints against himself, so he turned around and ran into the cellar.

Wang An did not go to see Wang Li, but asked Huang Baoguo and Huang Zhong as usual:
"How many times have you come to this field to steal corn cobs?"

Huang Baoguo immediately said with a bitter face:
"This is really the first time. We are really out of food at home. We have to eat wild vegetables and mushrooms every day. It's okay for adults, but the children can't stand it."

(End of this chapter)