Ah Xiong said stupidly: "The village chief said that since the minibus can't pull customers now, it is better to go and pull the dead first." ”

"What do you mean by pulling a dead person?" Han Chunlei looked curious.

Ah Xiong said, "Just let us go and kill the corpse guys." ”

Han Chunlei shook his head.

When Brother Xiong heard this, he couldn't help but be happy: "The corpse puller is the one who transports the corpse." ”

"I'm not an idiot, of course I know what the corpse puller does," Han Chunlei rolled his eyes and said, "I'm asking, how did the village chief think of letting you two do this?"

Ah Xiong said: "The minibus was bought by the village with money, and if you are idle for a day, you will lose money for a day, and I don't know how long it will take for this road to be repaired." The meaning of the village chief is that being idle is also idle, anyway, there is no difference between pulling corpses and soliciting customers, they are all the same pulling people. ”

Han Chunlei: "......"

Can this be the same?

One is to pull the living, and the other is to pull the dead.

It's the same ghost.

Han Chunlei shook his head and said: "This little bale pulled the dead, and then the living in the future, who would dare to be your car?"

These ordinary people want to be auspicious, who still spends money to ride a hearse when they go out?

"Otherwise, how can I say bad luck?" Ah Xiong patted his forehead, and his brain hurt.

It is indeed a headache, the minibus line cannot be opened for a while, and the other routes are a radish and a pit, and the routes are divided in advance, and there is no way to go to other people's lines to grab customers.

But if you don't start work for a long time, you will not only have nothing to eat, but also have to pay a lot of rent to the village every month.

Even if Ah Xiong's family background is barely solid, it won't last for two months.

Han Chunlei thought for a moment and came up with an idea: "What about using a minibus to pull goods for people? It's better than pulling corpses, right?"

Ah Xiong shook his head, "I've thought about this too. But the minibus is not a truck, so it can't pull much cargo, and even the slightly larger goods can't get into the minibus. And to be honest, I really didn't make much money by pulling goods these days. ”

"Pulling goods hasn't made much money than pulling corpses?"

Han Chunlei was surprised: "How is it possible?"

Ah Xiong nodded, and said with certainty: "It's true! Pull a truckload of goods from Shekou to Luohu, get up early in the morning and run three or four times a day, and shave off the oil money, and you will earn about ten yuan." But pulling a corpse is different, saying that if you pick up a corpse from the seashore and then pull it to the mass grave in Dujuan Mountain to bury the corpse, you can receive 15 yuan from Shekou Commune for labor fees. ”

"Pull a corpse and bury it, can you earn 15 yuan?" Han Chunlei sounded a little fantastical.

What is the concept of 15 pieces?

15 yuan can buy two and a half double happiness high-end cigarettes, can buy seventy or eighty pounds of flour, and can stay outside for five or six days in a row.

It can even be equivalent to half a month's salary of a fourth-level worker in a factory in inland areas!

It's incredible to think about it, this pulling a corpse can be worth half a month's salary for someone else's tiring work in the factory.

No wonder they all say that the money in the south is easy to make.

Han Chunlei felt a little magical.

Seeing this, Ah Xiong said: "I heard the village chief say that if you encounter a corpse that has been soaked in the beach for a long time, the kind of corpse that has rotted and smelled, the labor fee can be increased to 20 yuan." Do you think the money will come faster than the goods?"

"20 pieces of ......"

To be honest, Han Chunlei was a little tempted, he didn't admit it or not, this pulling corpse is really faster than pulling goods to make money.

"If it weren't for the fact that the village chief had a brother in Shekou Commune who had an oyster farm and met the cadres in charge of this matter, he would not have been able to do this kind of good thing. "I heard from the village chief that his brother found eight bodies on the beach in the most days of his day. ”

Han Chunlei exclaimed, "So many? Eight corpses...... 120 yuan a day?"

"That's not the most," said Ah Xiong, "I heard from the village chief that there was a guy in Shekou Commune who buried fifty corpses in one day! and earned seven hundred and five in one day, and I couldn't even think of it." ”

"Fifty corpses buried in one day, how can there be so many corpses on the beach?" Han Chunlei was no longer surprised, but shocked!

"It's all over there!"

Ah Xiong pointed in the direction of Hong Kong, "Those corpses did not swim over, drowned in the sea, and finally washed back to shore." ”

"Oh oh, how did I forget this. ”

Han Chunlei suddenly understood that if he remembered correctly, this year happened to be the last wave of fleeing Hong Kong in history.

Han Chunlei had seen this historical phenomenon on Weibo, especially the historical reasons for the last wave of fleeing Hong Kong, and he had some impressions.

It is said that at that time, the daily income of peasants in Hong Kong had reached 60-70 Hong Kong dollars, while in the mainland, especially in Shenzhen, which is across the sea from Hong Kong, the income of peasants working in a day was only about 1 yuan, a huge difference of 70 times between the two sides. Therefore, in some areas, there is a saying: "It is better to work in the mainland for a month than in Hong Kong for a day." ”

Some family members who have fled to Hong Kong even say when they meet people: "A year of hard work is not as good as 8 cents for others." ”

8 cents means the postage cost for the family to remit money back from Hong Kong.

At the same time, rumors are rife at this stage, say

This has induced many ordinary people in Shenzhen's Bao'an area to "go forward one after another" and smuggle into Hong Kong by walking, swimming and other means.

The starting point of the swim crossing is Shekou and the mangrove forest area, swimming across Mangrove Bay to Yuen Long, Hong Kong's New Territories.

In order to swim there smoothly, smugglers usually carry car tires or lifebuoys, styrofoam and other life-saving tools, and some blow up multiple condoms and hang them around their necks. After some stowaways got into the water, they even recited Chairman Mao's quotations while swimming to cheer themselves up: "Make up your mind, not be afraid of sacrifice, overcome all difficulties, and strive for victory!"

According to statistics, from the beginning of this year to May, nearly 120,000 people in Guangdong Province alone were smuggled out, and less than 30,000 people actually succeeded in smuggling, while the remaining 90,000 people were either repatriated or swam half in the sea and returned exhausted, but there were still many people who did not succeed in smuggling ashore alive or swam back to the shores of Shekou alive, but drowned in the sea.

Han Chunlei remembers a sentence in his blog at that time, which is still fresh in his memory: no one can count how many people have sacrificed their lives in this bay.

Yes, it is not possible to count.

It was not until after the reform and opening up, with the gradual improvement of the domestic economic situation and people's livelihood, that the phenomenon of fleeing Hong Kong was completely eradicated.

If the country is strong, the people will be rich, and if the people are rich, the people will be strong.

No one wants to be wandering away from home and being a rootless wandering spirit.

Some of the bodies of these smugglers who drowned in the sea were nowhere to be found in the vast sea, and some of the bodies were completely buried in the belly of the fish, but many more were washed back to shore by the current and waves.

So many corpses that were constantly washed back to the shore were floating on the seashore, and at the most, hundreds of corpses were floating together, and the scene was so tragic that it was suffocating!

Chinese pay attention to the soul returning to their homeland, entering the soil for peace, whether right or wrong, since the body has drifted home, it should be buried. So the local government of Shekou funded and recruited people to search for the body that had floated back by the sea, and then pulled it to Dujuan Mountain, 10 kilometers away, for burial. Therefore, a new industry was born on the side of Shekou Commune - corpse pullers.

A body was found at the mouth of the snake port and pulled to the Dujuan Mountain 10 kilometers away for burial, with a labor fee of 15 yuan.

The corpse pullers flocked to it.

......

Ah Xiong saw that Han Chunlei was speechless for a long time, and sat in a daze not knowing what to think, so he asked: "Chunlei, do you think this corpse puller, can my brother do it?"

Han Chunlei asked, "Didn't you say that Xiao Bala is dead and unlucky?"

"That's what I thought, this work of pulling corpses is estimated to be a month's work, otherwise how can there be so many corpses on this beach?"

Ah Xiong said: "When the corpse is finished, I will take the grapefruit leaves and wash it well, and when the minibus line resumes work, I will spend some money to spray paint the minibus or something, isn't it the same as new?

Xu Lang couldn't help but be happy, this guy is really slippery.

He said, "Brother Xiong, you have thought about the way back, and you asked me if I can do it? I'm afraid you've already decided to do it, right?"

"Hehe, although it's very dirty, it's really fast, and it's exciting. ”

"We have our own minibuses, and it's definitely not a problem to send corpses to Azalea Mountain several times a day," Axiong said. It's definitely much faster than the guys who pull the corpse to Cuckoo Mountain with a wheelbarrow. ”

"Well, that's right, modern corpse pulling!" Han Chunlei joked.

Ah Xiong swept him and said, "I hesitated before, and I was worried that Ah Hong would look down on me, after all, pulling corpses is not a glorious job." ”

"You think too much," Han Chunlei shook his head slightly, "Sister Hong is a woman who does things, not so superficial." If you can really make money, who can look down on you? A man can always help a woman when she needs his help, and he is a good man in the eyes of women. This power also includes financial resources, Brother Xiong. ”

When Ah Xiong heard this, his face immediately turned happy, "Really, then I'll do it! I'll tell Ah Qiang at night!"

"Brother Xiong, I have a reluctant request. Han Chunlei said.

Ah Xiong: "What? You want to do it together, too? So what's the reluctance to ask? Just do it together!"

"No, it's not me," Han Chunlei said, "I want Brother Xilu to follow you for a while, in terms of labor fees, you can just look at the points, and let him help you move and lift." ”

Ah Xiong frowned slightly, "He?"

To be honest, he really doesn't like people like Zhang Xilu, he doesn't know how to talk about dirt buns, he is greedy for pleasure and doesn't like to work. It's only been a long time since I've been in Shenzhen, and before I started to do business, I've already gone out of the dance field with Ah Qiang's fox friends and dogs, indulging in pleasure.

This kind of person goes to pull the corpse with himself, Ah Xiong really doesn't think it will be a good helper.

Han Chunlei knew Ah Xiong's hesitation, he said: "Brother Xiong, I just want him to know that all the work in this world to make money is very hard and dirty! Of course, I also hope that he can use his own hands to earn some pocket money and put it in his pocket, to be honest, after the two of us have paid Cai Jingquan's deposit in two days, there is not much left!"

"Eh, you're also well-intentioned to him. I'm really sorry for you if he doesn't fight anymore!"

Ah Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let him start tomorrow and follow me to pull the corpse for a few days." For each corpse I dispose of, I give him 2 yuan. Do you think it's okay?"

After speaking, he emphasized: "Chunlei, this minibus has to eat oil when it runs back and forth, and if it earns money, the village chief also has to take care of it." So a corpse gives him two dollars, can you understand that?"

"Brother Xiong, I said thank you for Brother Xilu. Han Chunlei sincerely hugged Ah Xiong.

Ah Xiong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Chun Lei Zai, you don't have to thank me for him, I don't look at his face, I see your face!"