However, most women find it difficult to return home. The women who were sent to Qingjie Yuan, whether voluntarily or forcibly, were either from poor families and had one less person to eat, or their families were fighting for a child, fearing that orphans and widowed mothers would take advantage of them. There are only one or two poor women out of a hundred who are sincerely determined to keep their moral integrity.
Although Qingjie Yuan has been disbanded now, they have lost their livelihood. When it was announced that the Qingjie Yuan had been disbanded and everyone could go home, not only did most people refuse to obey, but they also almost lost their lives, which almost brought disgrace to this "virtuous government".
Later, Liu San came to hold several symposiums and roughly understood that the chaste women's reluctance to leave was not to "observe the chastity" but to make a living. Therefore, we finally decided to engage in "birth self-rescue" in the shelter. Leave it to be gradually settled later.
"I want to see Qingjie Yuan." Du Yibin got straight to the point, "There is also Jiliangsuo."
The chief and deputy director looked at each other: This chief didn't ask anything or look at anything when he arrived. He just looked at women when he opened his mouth. What kind of method is this?
However, since it was the chief's inspection, he naturally had to do whatever he wanted to see. Lu Weijia hurriedly said: "This is easy, let's arrange it."
The "jie women" still live in the houses of the Qingjie Yuan in the past. Because more women have been taken in by similar institutions across the province, the original houses are not enough to live in. Some buildings have been repaired and built, and the dormitories are equipped with double rooms. Bunk bed and necessary toiletries. There is a specially equipped room for women with young children. The originally dirty environment was cleaned up, and public toilets were specially built. Both the surrounding environment and living conditions have been greatly improved.
The "chaste women" are no longer kept in small courtyards as in the past, but can move freely within the confines of the shelter. In the past, spinning and weaving in dark rooms was their only job. Now some of them work as "nurseers" or "waiters" in asylums, while others undertake "outsourcing processing", mainly sewing various uniforms. and making shoe uppers.
Speaking of work, it is not easy. However, the working environment is brighter and sanitary than in the past, and there is sufficient food and rest. These women, who had become pale and thin due to long-term malnutrition and confinement, have regained their healthy complexions, and their originally skinny bodies have become plump.
Although the rules of the shelter are very strict, they cannot resist the power of hormones. So when Du Yibin went to the shelter to talk to the person in charge, he realized that he was a step too late. The naturalized people working in the shelter had already "used their power for personal gain" and "got along" with many "chaste women". It is said that several couples have gone to "register".
"Is this happening?!" Du Yibin's head suddenly hurt. What a mess for me.
"Yes, there are about seven or eight couples." Lu Weijia saw that his face was very ugly and said quickly, "This is agreed by the civil affairs department, saying that it will solve the marriage problem of naturalized people..."
"You can solve it and he can solve it, how can I solve it?" Du Yibin was quite unhappy and felt that he had been robbed of his job. However, Mao Xiuyu misunderstood and thought that the chief came to the Qingjie Courtyard for a "beauty contest", so he approached and said, "What's so good about these widows? Most of them are beauties in their thirties or forties..."
Du Yibin was upset to begin with, but he was even more upset when he messed him up. He cursed, "You know nothing!"
Mao Xiuyu was startled and quickly shut up.
"How many 'chaste wives' are there now?"
"Chief, a document came last time asking us not to call them 'chaste women' anymore..." Lu Weijia said cautiously.
"Oh, that's right," Du Yibin patted his head, "How many widows are there?"
Lu Weijia did not dare to correct the chief's words - the official title is "single women" - and said: "There are currently 309 people, and 23 of them have young children with them. In addition to those in this city, there are also those in other prefectures. Sent."
"What about your age?"
The age composition is relatively favorable, with less than forty people over fifty years old - life in Qingjie Yuan is hard and tiring, and Qingjie women often do not live long. Of all age groups, those in their thirties and forties have the highest proportion.
This situation is very different from what he imagined, but more than 300 people are quite a lot. Even if half of them really want to keep their integrity, the marriage problems of more than 100 naturalized people can be solved.
Seeing his uncertain expression, the two directors sometimes murmured to themselves, wondering what the hell was going on with this chief. After a while, he said: "Let's go to Jiliangsuo to see the prostitutes."
"Chief, Qingjie Yuan won't watch it..."
"We'll talk about it later!"
The two of them did not dare to disobey, so they had to take him to Jiliangsuo again.
The Ji Liang Institute is located in the originally deserted and terrifying back garden. The remaining corpses here have been cleaned up, and several groups of temporary sheds have been built. The damaged walls have also been repaired with bamboo fences, and a police petition has been set up outside. Postbox - Although the security outside the city has improved, there are still a small number of sporadic banditry activities, and robberies, murders and thefts occur from time to time at night.
The social relations among middle- and lower-class prostitutes are complicated, and they come into contact with people from all walks of life. In order to facilitate education and prevent accidents, this place is completely closed management, and students can only move within Jiliangsuo.
"Chief!"
Seeing their arrival, a young female naturalized civilian cadre came up to them.
"Who are you……"
"My name is Lu Cheng. I am from the Guangzhou Women's Federation. I am now in charge of the work of Jiliangsuo."
"Are you married?" Du Yibin suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Lu Cheng was startled, "No...no..."
"Why do not you get married?"
Lu Cheng had met many elders, but had never met anyone like this. He wondered what the chief was up to. Could it be that he was attracted to him? "I'm busy with work and haven't met the right person..."
"Being busy at work is no excuse." Du Yibin thought to himself. There were obviously single female cadres here, but there were no wives there. "We must quickly find a cadre and soldier to get married!"
Lu Cheng was baffled and thought to himself, what the hell is wrong with you! But he still said crisply: "Yes! I'll do it as soon as possible!"
Lu Weijia wondered what kind of idea this leader had? I came here to inspect whether I should look at them or not, and I didn't ask polite questions. I just stared at "virtuous women" and "prostitutes". Mao Xiuyu had another plan. Could it be that the chief came here to find maids and concubines? But since the chiefs are rich all over the world, why come here to look for them? I really can’t figure it out.
Lu Cheng briefly introduced the situation of Xiaji Liangsuo, which currently houses nearly 500 prostitutes who have declared their unwillingness to continue working in the industry during the campaign to rectify the fengcheng industry. They come from various states and counties under the Guangzhou Prefecture. Most of these prostitutes are middle- and lower-class prostitutes. They were sold from poor families, and most of them have no news of their families. Unaccompanied locally. Because she was a cheap prostitute, she was severely exploited by the madam leader. She had no savings and some suffered from various diseases.
"...After they arrived here, they helped them purify themselves and treat their illnesses. Now they are carrying out self-help activities for childbirth..."
"How are these prostitutes doing?"
"The emotions of the female students are still stable." Lu Cheng did not directly correct the leader. "Most of them came from very poor backgrounds and suffered extensive exploitation and abuse in brothels. They are all grateful to the Senate for being here."
"Is there any problem?"
The previous words were just for the occasion. Lu Cheng had attended a political security training class and knew that what the chief valued most was "existing problems."
"The mood is there. Mainly because I am pessimistic about the future life, and I tend to be indolent."
The long-term life of prostitutes has caused most of them to lose their sense of labor and develop the habit of living a life of laziness and muddling along. Therefore, although "production self-rescue" is launched for them, the production efficiency is not even half of that of "single women"
"Some people are quite resistant to labor." Lu Cheng said with anger, "I was so scared as a quail under the old bustard Gui Nu that I didn't dare to say anything; when I arrived at Ji Liang Suo, everyone opened the lock. Like a monkey, his sharp teeth can make you angry! Seeing that we are kind-hearted, we are not ambiguous when we break the rules..."
It seemed that Lu Cheng was very angry at Jiliangsuo. Mao Xiuyu quickly echoed: "These bitches...the students are terrible. They are all knives and thick-skinned! The skin on their butts is also thick! Hitting the vines if they make a mistake will be of no use to them. The beating is over. When he lifts his pants, he even laughs a few words: "I have knelt on the iron chain and burned with hot chopsticks. These few strokes are regarded as tickling... I am really shameless!"
"They were tortured in brothels in the past, and our corporal punishment has no deterrent effect on them..." Lu Weijia said, "So I say we should focus on education and not rely on corporal punishment..."
The more Du Yibin listened, the more he frowned. How could such a woman be the wife of a Huamin? There is no need to think about the disabled naturalized citizens. Things like "Wu Dalang" might happen again. This guy Wang Jun is so unreliable!
He had already made up his mind to retreat, but the person had already arrived at the door - he had stopped going to Qingjie Hall just now, and it would be too rough not to go this time.
The petition police opened the door, and the smoothed mud floor was spread with white gray sand. Seven "long houses" were built in sequence - bamboo poles and wood were used as bones, bamboo strips and reed mats were used as walls, and a layer of yellow mud was pasted on them, and white dust was painted on them. , it looks neat and clean. There are rows of clothes drying poles on the ground in the gaps between the long houses, filled with women's clothes. When the wind blows, they look like tens of thousands of national flags. Although there are no briefs, bras, and stockings in this time and space, based on Du Yibin's knowledge, I know that most of them are women's intimate clothing. I couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed.
Mao Xiuyu thought he was feeling unlucky, so he whispered to Lu Cheng: "Director Lu, please ask them to take it down first - it will hinder the view..."
"No need to collect it." When Du Yibin heard this, he became more and more annoyed and scolded, "What does it matter if you hang a few clothes to dry? What a fuss!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Mao Xiuyu immediately bowed his back, made a "little man deserves to die" look, and shrank back.
There were only a few "female practitioners" in the open space. Some were squatting by the well platform doing laundry, while others were sitting on chairs at the door of the longhouse and taking a nap. Lu Cheng said that most people work in factories and these are sick patients.
Next update: Volume 7 - Strategy of Guangdong and Guangxi Chapter 118
