Wang Zijun took Zhao Yazhi's hand and walked in front, Xiao Sheng followed, followed by the young photographer. The photographer was thrown to Wang Zijun by the TV station, and he was carefully going uphill at this time while recording everything around him with a camera.

This is a wooden house area in Hong Kong's New Territories, and if he hadn't personally stepped into it, Wang Zijun would not have believed that Hong Kong in the 70s was still so poor.

Scattered here and there, the rudimentary wooden huts, many of which are dilapidated and weathered, seem to have existed for at least a decade or two. Under the blowing of the mountain wind, some of the wood swayed and fell, as if it was going to fall down at any moment.

Wang Zijun took Zhao Yazhi's hand and walked through a wooden house, and on the open large ménmén sill sat a fù man in shabby clothes, who was holding a baby in his arms and feeding nǎi, lù out of half a white huāhuā **. The fù people didn't mind when they saw someone coming, but looked at Wang Zijun and his party curiously.

A man carrying waste wood on his shoulder came over, and when he saw Wang Zijun and them, he humbly and consciously flashed on the side of the road to make way, and there were also a few poor people with vicissitudes of life in the distance.

Wang Zijun sighed, he felt that he had repeatedly returned to the slums of the Republic of China. It was so twilight everywhere that even the faces of the inhabitants were numb.

"Shoot TV, shoot TV," a group ......of children jumped out, clapping their hands at the camera and shouting. But when the photographer pointed the camera at them, they all seemed to be pointed at guns, and they were so frightened that they dodged to the side.

However, the appearance of this group of children finally made this lifeless ghost place more angry.

In Hong Kong, the proportion of the richest households has fallen by 10 percentage points in the past decade, but the proportion of the poorest households has decreased by only 0.3 percentage points. In other words, the proportion of the plutocratic class has dropped significantly, and the proportion of the lower class has decreased only slightly. The middle class has risen dramatically.

From the perspective of society as a whole, Hong Kong has undoubtedly made progress in the past decade, with the increase in the middle class contributing to social prosperity and stability, and the overall living standards of Hong Kong citizens are also improving. But the situation at the bottom of these societies has not changed in ten years.

Since 1973, prices in Hong Kong have risen, and although wages have also increased, the growth rate has never kept pace with prices. Then came the stock market crash and the global oil crisis. Prices have continued to rise in the past two years, while the number of unemployed people has increased. The meager wages of the people at the bottom have become more and more difficult in the face of skyrocketing prices.

Zhao Yazhi followed Wang Zijun out, originally with the mentality of playing, but now she is in a heavy mood and can't bear to look at it anymore.

Wang Zijun looked back at the children. After the initial panic, their curiosity overcame their fear, and they all gathered around the camera, their eyes wide as if they could see what was inside.

Zhao Yazhi took out a handful of gummies from her bag, spread her hands and smiled at the children.

Perhaps moved by Zhao Yazhi's smile, the children hesitated for a moment and leaned over to grab the candy from her hand.

"Thank you, sister." The rest of the children caught the candy and peeled it and ate it. Only a seven or eight-year-old boy politely said thank you.

Wang Zijun saw that although the little boy was poorly dressed and even his face was filthy, his eyes were dark and indescribably smart. I couldn't help but ask, "Little brother." What is your name? ”

"My name is Zhang Can." The little boy said, "Uncle, I know you, and the teacher took us to see your movie." ”

Wang Zijun was speechless, pointed at Zhao Yazhi and said, "Why do you call her sister but call me uncle?" Do I look that old? ”

Zhao Yazhi saw that Wang Zijun was jealous, and couldn't help but laugh.

"You're my uncle." The little boy Zhang Can said.

Wang Zijun asked again: "You just said that the teacher took you to watch a movie, what grade are you in?" ”…,

The little boy lowered his head with a gloomy face and whispered, "I don't read anymore." ”

"Don't you like to read?" Wang Zijun asked.

"It's not. I'm good at my homework. Zhang Can argued.

"Then why don't you read a book. Look at your age, it's still six years of compulsory education. It doesn't cost much to read. Wang Zijun said.

The little boy said, "Grandma has to work, so I will stay at home and take care of my younger brother." ”

Xiao Sheng immediately realized that this was a highlight. "Please know the domain name," nodded to Wang Zijun, and then said to the little boy, "Where is your home?" Can you show us there? ”

"Okay, follow me." Zhang Can said and led everyone back.

When I came to a wooden house, I pushed the mén in, and it was the room where there was a fù person sitting on the mén sill to feed the baby.

"Be quiet, my aunt gave my younger brother nǎi, and he is sleeping now. She worked the night shift last night. Zhang Can led everyone in, tiptoed to bring out a few bowls, and then took the kettle and poured boiling water to greet the guests.

Although everyone's movements were light, they still woke up Fù who was sleeping with the baby in her arms, and she was very surprised to see everyone, and smiled embarrassedly at everyone, and then rummaged through the cabinets to find a few shriveled apples.

"Hello, eldest sister, we are from Jiayi TV, and we want to make a documentary, so I'm bothering you." Wang Zijun took the other party's washed apple, did not eat it, but held it in his hand, while looking at the furnishings in the wooden house.

The wooden houses are not large, with a total of two bedrooms and one living room, and each room is only a few square meters. One bedroom is full of miscellaneous items, the other has a large chuáng with a thin and sickly old lady lying on it, and the living room is also a dining room, with a table in the middle, but next to the table is a very crowded double wooden chuáng. As for the kitchen and toilet, it was all worked out outside the chalet.

Xiao Sheng took the photographer to take pictures of the furnishings in the room, and also took pictures of the shabby meals left in the morning in the cupboards.

After walking around, Wang Zijun asked about the family's situation.

"It turned out to be okay, but last year my mother-in-law was sick, and then I gave birth to a Su shrimp boy, and there was less labor in the family and more mouths to eat. In order to support his family, my man went to sea with people to run goods, but he was knocked over in the sea by làng and never came back...... "fù people may be rare people to talk to, and the other party is from the TV station, so he opened the conversation box and spit out all the bitter water on his body.

"Your Ah Chan doesn't study at such a young age, and he will be useless in the future." Xiao Sheng said this deliberately. It is used to introduce the topic of fù people.

"But what can be done? I'm going to work in a factory, and if I don't work, I won't have anything to eat. There are elderly people who are sick and children who can't speak at home, what should I do if something happens? Only let Ah Chan guard at home. Fù people shed tears as he spoke.

Zhao Yazhi asked, "Does the government fǔ care?" ”

"You have to take care of it, you can receive 50 yuan of relief every month, and the church occasionally sends things to the family, they are all good people, but we are useless to blame ourselves......" fù people nagged and said a string of political fǔ and the church's good.

Wang Zijun pouted. The relief of 50 yuan a month is a fart, and the money can be almost used in Taiwan. But the prices in Hong Kong are too high. As early as a few years ago, a survey by the Financial Times showed that Hong Kong has the highest rent in the world. When investigating the material and living costs of major Asian cities, the authoritative Asian publication "Perspective" also pointed out that Hong Kong is the most expensive city in Asia.

Originally, Wang Zijun just said that he would shoot something in the wooden house area to advertise for the foundation, but Xiao Sheng listened to Wang Zijun's idea. But keenly captured that this is a good topic. After the big stock market crash, whether it is film or television, as long as it is close to reality and civilian things, the box office and ratings will be very good. …,

What is more realistic than what Wang Zijun and they are shooting right now?

Xiao Sheng proposed to make a series of documentaries, and then open up an educational documentary program on Jiashi, as long as it is properly promoted. It will definitely be more watched than those rigid educational programs that used to be.

After asking some trivial questions, Xiao Sheng offered to go to the factory where the fù people worked. That fù man had just slept for two hours from the night shift last night until eight o'clock this morning, and his eyes were still bloodshot.

Zhao Yazhi was a little unbearable. I asked her to sleep a little longer, and I would go with her later when she went to work.

Everyone got up to say goodbye, went into a few more interviews, and at noon they searched for a long time in the wooden house area before finally finding a restaurant to eat.

"It's dirty!" Zhao Yazhi took out a tissue and wiped it on the bench and the edge of the table.

Wang Zijun ordered four bowls of wonton noodles, smiled and grabbed a handful of chopsticks and put them in the store's boiling pot to cook.

The hot wonton noodles were served, and Zhao Yazhi used chopsticks to stir them while muttering to herself, "I hope I don't have diarrhea." ”

Xiao Sheng ate the hot wonton and said, "Wait for the factory." You can go to the school of the little kid named Ah Chan again. It's a pity that it's a holiday now, otherwise there would be more things to shoot. ”

"Mr. Xiao, you know a lot. Even making documentaries is so good. Wang Zijun praised casually.

Xiao Sheng was heartbroken and said, "It's just that I've seen a lot." I have been in the film industry for more than 20 years and have tried everything. ”

The young photographer, surnamed Ye, said: "I didn't expect that there would be such a poor place in Hong Kong. ”

"You haven't seen much in your later life, twenty or thirty years ago, this kind of place was everywhere. At that time, the people who fled from the mainland were crowded together, and there were only more than 1 million people in Hong Kong, but it became more than 2 million people. How can there be so many jobs to find? It's lucky to be able to get a mouthful of rancid water to eat. Xiao Sheng held chopsticks in his hand and pointed around, "In these places, many old people have already spelled out and moved into the city, and now a large number of poor people have fled from the mainland and Vietnam in recent years, and there are even Koreans who have been smuggled over." ”

Wang Zijun nodded, although these refugees had a very difficult life after arriving in Hong Kong, they were better than their original lives after all. South Korea is also poor now, and its politics are similar to those in Taiwan, and it is a democratic dictatorship that covers its nose and coaxes its eyes, and industry has only just begun to take off.

However, dictatorship has the benefits of dictatorship, and the rapid development of South Korea and Taiwan in the 80s was the foundation laid by the dictatorship in the 70s. For example, the top ten industrial constructions that are currently underway in Taiwan belong to the kù belt and bare buttocks. When these projects were put up for discussion, ninety percent of the people were against them, and only Chiang Ching-kuo was able to disagree with the public: "If you don't do these things now, you won't have a chance to do them in the future." ”

Facts have proved that Chiang Ching-kuo was right, for example, the construction of the North-South Expressway, which now has few tractors on that road, who would have thought that in a few years it would become an economic lifeline for Taiwan. If there is no Chiang Ching-kuo's word, but there is a quarrel like the Taiwanese parliamentarians in later generations, these projects will not be launched until the next century.

After lunch, I visited a few more houses, and the most laughable thing was that they accidentally bumped into a secret prostitute. There is still a red light district in this place...... It's really a small sparrow, but it has all kinds of organs.

Wang Zijun also met a mainland compatriot who swam from Shenzhen last year. When I asked about the situation on some continents, I didn't know anything. In recent years, a trip to the mainland has to be certified by the commune, and few rural people have gone out to have a look.

In the evening, Xiao Sheng took the photographer to the factory to shoot, Wang Zijun gave Xiao Sheng some money, asked him to transfer the jiāo to the fù person after the shooting, and he drove home with Zhao Yazhi. …,

"They're so pathetic." Zhao Yazhi leaned on Wang Zijun. Said softly.

"There are a lot of poor people, and now there are a group of students in the mainland who catch rats in the countryside to eat." Wang Zijun sighed.

"Catch rats and eat?" Zhao Yazhi was puzzled.

Wang Zijun said: "Have you ever heard of going to the mountains and going to the countryside? ”

"Nope." Zhao Yazhi shook her head.

"If you haven't heard of it, forget it." Wang Zijun was too lazy to speak.

Returned to the villa for the night. Wang Zijun got up early in the morning to prepare to go to the airport, and after coming out for so many days, he had to go back to have a look.

Zhao Yazhi was reluctant, hugged Wang Zijun and wěn again, and then let him go.

The two stayed in the villa alone. One flew back to Taipei, but didn't know that the entertainment media in Hong Kong was going crazy.

First of all, Zhen Zhen and Xie Xian secretly agreed to break up a month ago, and the news finally came out at this time. The news came from Taiwan, and the Taiwan media were scolding and pointed the finger at Xie Xian. Zhen Zhen is Taiwan's No. 1 beautiful NV before Lin Qingxia, and the number one Qiong Yao NV star. When I first married Xie Xian, the media was opposed, thinking that Xie Xian's heart was unreliable, and now it's okay. It only took more than two years for the marriage to change.

After the news reached Hong Kong, although the Hong Kong media rhetoric was not so sharp, it was also a scolding of Xie Xian.

The divorce between Xie Xian and Zhen Zhen had just begun, and Hong Kong's previously obscure Metropolis Xun Bao was published ahead of schedule, with a headline of photos of Wang Zijun and Zhao Yazhi flirting at the newly built Ocean Park.

Okay, I just had a divorced couple, and now it's an extramarital affair, and the Hong Kong and Taiwan entertainment circles are really lively.

Actually, this photo is not too outrageous. It's just that Zhao Yazhi waved his fist to hit Wang Zijun, and Wang Zijun made a gesture to dodge. If you want to say anything ambiguous. That is, both of them are smiling happily, like a couple in love.

Zhao Yazhi was at a loss for this. As soon as Wang Zijun left Hong Kong, she was ready to go home to live with her parents. As a result, when I came to my house, I was blocked by a group of reporters as soon as I got out of the car.

"Miss Zhao, are you dating Mr. Wang Zijun?" A reporter forced up and asked.

Zhao Yazhi didn't know what was going on, and reluctantly smiled: "How come, I am just friends with him." ”

"And how do you explain this picture?" Another reporter took out the Metropolis Newspaper.

When Zhao Yazhi saw it, she immediately reacted that she had been photographed by TŌU, and forced herself to calm down: "Zijun just finished his busy work at the TV station, and I heard that Hong Kong has built a new Ocean Park, and he doesn't have any other good friends in Hong Kong." I happened to be free, so I played with him for a long time. Who says you can't go to the park with your friends? ”

"But you look affectionate."

"Good friends, what's the point of being more intimate? I've known Zijun for five years, haven't we heard a scandal about seeing the wind or the rain before? If he really wanted to make a drag, he would have done it a long time ago, and he was not married at that time. Zhao Yazhi said and pushed away the reporter who was blocking the front, "Okay, I'm going home, please let me go." ”

The reporters wanted to ask again, but Zhao Yazhi didn't answer anymore, making them so bored, so they had to watch her enter the big mén in the courtyard.

Zhao Yazhi flatly denied it, and most of the media printed it according to her original words, and there were also a few bad media who made up nonsense for the sake of sales, saying that Zhao Yazhi was made popular by selling her body and becoming Wang Zijun's secret lover.

The news gradually spread to Taiwan, and the peach sè news of the two stars became a lively topic in Hong Kong and Taiwan in the week before the New Year.

It was passed around, as if Wang Zijun and Lin Qingxia were going to get married.

Lin Qingxia was also helpless when she got the newspaper, she couldn't control this man, and she didn't bother to ask the truth of the matter, anyway, she couldn't ask why.

This day is the full moon of NV, and the people of the Wang and Lin families have arrived, but the Lin family's face is a little unsightly, obviously influenced by the newspaper. …,

Wang Zijun was holding her upper body, and her mother squatted down to change the child's niào cloth. For this reason, paper is not used, but Lin Mu thinks that the foreign thing is not as clean and easy to use as niào cloth, and it is not easy to buy paper in Taiwan at this time.

After the cloth was changed, Lin Qingxia stood up and snatched NV from Wang Zijun's hand, glanced at him and said: "If you want to steal, don't leave your tail, be known, I'm good at talking, my parents and my brother are not good at talking." ”

Wang Zijun hugged her and NV from behind, grinding her face against her face, and coaxed: "Okay, don't listen to those reporters' nonsense, it's Ah Zhi who said that she was very tired, and I went out with her for two days." ”

Lin Qingxia said jealously: "Hmph, how long have you not gone out with me?" ”

"Aren't you pregnant? I can't even go out with you. Wang Zijun coaxed, "There will be a charity party in Hong Kong in a few days, and we will go together then?" ”

"Don't go, it's always a social occasion like this, it's better to stay at home and relax." Lin Qingxia said.

"Go, why do you have to bring an NV companion to this kind of party, you are my wife, I won't take you with anyone." Wang Zijun said as he blew hot air into her ear.

"It's itching to death." Lin Qingxia twisted her neck to dodge, and the NV in her arms watched her parents playing games, and her eyes widened and she laughed.

"You see Xiaoyu smiling, she agreed on your behalf." Wang Zijun said.

"Okay, I'll go. Mom and Dad are still downstairs, don't keep them waiting. Lin Qingxia said.

Watching Wang Zijun and Lin Qingxia come down affectionately with NV in their arms, several old people breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the rumors are really unbelievable. Only Lin Lixia, a little girl, doesn't have a good face for Wang Zijun, and she is fighting for her sister.

There was a lot of stuff on the table, money, pens, perfumes, seals, books......

Lin Qingxia put Xiaoyu on the table, the little guy looked at it again and again, grabbed the perfume and looked at it, then threw it aside, took a few things repeatedly, and finally grabbed the pen in his hand and played.

"Haha, it seems that our family will have a little talent in the future, Zijun will lift NV and ride it around his neck.

The name was originally the idea of his father Wang Xianzhi, but it is estimated that his son's scandal made him a little apologetic, plus this is NV and not a son, so he gave the right to name Jiāo to Lin Qingxia.

Lin Qingxia took the pen from NV'er's hand, hesitated, and thought for a long time before deciding to call Wang Feiyu. (To be continued)