?k?5r:???(?w?8s'?-$?t??d??b?a??f?~?o??>lta?69年? Looking at the Wanhu New City, which is covered in the snow but not lacking popularity, and people are coming and going, I suddenly became a little stunned.\r

He couldn't help but think of himself, is this still China?

To be honest, he also went through a psychological struggle when he came back. He knew clearly what the country was like. As one of the first people to come to Japan, facing Tokyo, his views at that time were completely shattered and reconstructed.\r

If it weren't for the days that followed, he found that no matter how beautiful everything in Tokyo was, it had nothing to do with him. No matter what he wanted to do, he looked up and looked up and saw the ceiling. He would not give up on himself and become the kind of person who only knows how to be arrogant.\r

Alas...\r

It's hard to describe...\r

Han Bugou looked at the Wanhu New Town, which could not see the boundaries. He looked at these buildings that looked very new and modern. He felt that he had no mistake in choosing to come back.\r

Although some details can still be seen in the exposed places, for example, sometimes people pushing wooden wheelbarrows passing by with cargo.\r

However, the residential and factory areas of Wanhu China are definitely considered super advanced in this land of China.\r

Of course, the level of the City of Future is not up to par.\r

However, compared to the huge city in Tokyo that feels very small in any case, this area where 10,000-house factory buildings looks at least a bit more atmospheric, making people feel chest tightness.\r

"Please sign here. As long as you walk there, you will see a big sign. Go in through the door under the big sign, make a registration, and you will arrange your place to live." The young man took out a signature book and asked Han Bugou to sign.\r

After all, young people are more determined than the sky, and it is not easy to let young people call people with respect.\r

On the contrary, Han Bugou is so old that although he is a little dissatisfied, he has become able to bend and stretch. He said to the young man, "Thank you, Master."

When I was young, I waved my hand, but I didn't feel any compliment to Han Bugou. Instead, I got in the car and turned around and continued to pick up people elsewhere.\r

Although he is just an ordinary driver with an ordinary Tohara Rang, outside of Tohara Rang, Tohara Rang and him are different.\r

You should know that even the secretary of the prefectural committee can't even get to Toruhara. Young people just need to park their car to the place where they go out, so they will be very proud.\r

Although Tokuhara Rang is just a car, it looks much more refined than a 212-like jeep and a truck like Jiefang.\r

If he wants to show off the car to someone, just let him come and open the car door and close it.\r

The heavy door closing sound is not a trace of noise, the bass is heavy and the treble is steady. Compared with those doors that feel like they are going to get lost and have a constant noise when they close the door. Volkswagen's doors are indeed more advanced.\r

A leaf falls to tell autumn, and a leopard can be seen in the pipe.\r

The door craftsmanship of a car is so sophisticated. Can this not be a good car?

I don’t know how many matchmakers are about to level the threshold for young people. Girls pay attention to free love and love, but parents who have eaten and met have to be more realistic.\r

Without a superior economic level, what can you do with love? Can love make people happy? No. Can you have money and potential? Yes!\r

Han Bugou walked on the ground, but he didn't hear the creaking sound of snow. He looked down and found that although there was snow in the distance, there was not much snow under his feet, and the floor tiles could be seen transparently.\r

He glanced at him and saw many people shoveling snow with tools.\r

Those tools are strange in shape, not only have common shovels and brooms, but also some gadgets specially designed for dealing with stubborn snow accumulation.\r

When they were clearing the snow, there were a few people next to them wearing cotton gloves, holding pens outside the gloves and recording something on the board.\r

"What are you recording?" Han Bugou, who had a good letter, leaned over and asked.\r

The person who recorded the recorder saw that Han Bugou looked like a bad person replied, "We are recording the situation on the ground. If we are creative, we will repave the road according to the new plan to make the snow clearer easier, more beautiful, and less likely to slip."\r

Han Bugou's eyes widened when he heard this man's words. How much does it cost! \r

Han Bugou thought carefully in his mind that he used so many people to clear snow in ten thousand households, and he only did so many tricks. Are you crazy?\r

"Do you feel tired when you do this?" Han Bugou decided to ignore the people who recorded the data. They stood and spoke without a pain in their backs. It would be better to ask the person who was really responsible for the snow.\r

Several old uncles who looked older didn't feel alienated. Although they thought Han Bugou was disgusted, they didn't look like a bad person. It's not a secret to telling him clearly.\r

"It's tiring! But we are willing to do it! This is our home! Do you want your home to be like a pig's nest? We are not happy." An old man said.\r

The other old men agreed, "Yes! Yes! We are not happy."\r

This... is so strange...\r

Han Bugou's eyes were a little confused. He wanted to say that this was not your home? This was obviously the home of that boy Takahashi! No matter how beautiful or good everything here is, does it have anything to do with you? Don't you still live in a small house, and you are still doing this poor job!\r

Han Bugou suppressed it several times before he suppressed his thoughts. Tokyo is so good, but it did not make Han Bugou feel like home.\r

He didn't know if the old men in front of him said such words sincerely.\r

But whether it is true or false, this shows Takahashi's terribleness.\r

If it is sincere, it means that Takahashi has a high level of brainwashing and can maintain his own personal things, making everyone feel like everyone's own things.\r

If it is a false statement, wouldn't it mean that the control level of ten thousand households is so high that an ordinary outsider like me gets a uniform answer.\r

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to have the same smile from the bottom of their hearts. This... how many times do you need to practice this? \r

Han Bugou, who was bleeding from Japan, never believed in any utopian society.\r

Everyone has food to eat, everyone has a house to live in, and everyone has a practice.\r

That's all lie!

The world is cold! It is ruthless!\r

If you want to survive in this world, you can only make yourself more cruel and ruthless.\r

Fortunately, Han Dagou, who had been talking to these snow sweepers and learned the "insider story" of ten thousand households of China, walked to the huge red plaque and walked into the door. He went to the corresponding place to register, got the key and walked into the corresponding room.\r

The huge and warm room, snow-white bedding, and the corridor where the table tennis table still seemed surplus, made Han Bugou more alert to Wanhu China.
Chapter completed!