Chapter 1704 - 1093: Heroine of the Republic 67 (5000+)_2

Chapter 1704: Chapter 1093: Heroine of the Republic 67 (5000+)_2

Even in Su Country, there are various people checking identities. To minimize risk, she mostly travels by hitching rides to different places.

Although she wears a wig and speaks Russian here, any local can tell at a glance that she’s not a native, so it’s best to be careful whenever possible.

Even in the late Fifties, the Su Country Citizens are relatively well-educated and cultured.

An Yi walks along the city’s streets and sees no marks of spit, paper scraps, cigarette butts, nor encounters pedestrians displaying indiscreet conduct.

Standing by the roadside, she personally witnesses when elderly find it inconvenient to board buses, someone offers a helping hand, and others voluntarily give up their seats—not only to the elderly but also to women and children, male citizens offer them seats, prompting her to ponder: If our country hadn’t been invaded, would it have been equally peaceful and polite?

Even in such cold weather, there occasionally are homeless people passing by, yet none lie on the ground begging, as the harsh weather can freeze them to death.

However, walking down the street, one can tell at a glance who the wanderers are by their attire.

Most people here pay great attention to their appearance, regardless of wealth, they all look very tidy.

Their leather shoes are polished, pants crisply ironed, even their heads and bodies show no trace of dandruff as if they had OCD.

If she hadn’t witnessed it in person, she might have thought the praises she’d heard earlier were exaggerated, yet now standing on this land, observing their manners reflected in everyday gestures, she can’t help but sigh again: How wonderful it would have been if our country hadn’t endured those years of brutal war!

At this thought, she curses Japan once more, which is on the verge of destruction.

Japan’s birth rate has almost bottomed out, a topic locals relish discussing, all attributing their plight to Heaven’s judgement and punishment, as a reprimand for building those damned shrines—go ahead, build them! Let’s see if future generations will still come to worship, ptooey!

She believes it’s necessary to visit Japan in the coming years to witness her handiwork, and while there, see if there’s any more profit to be reaped.

Compared to the hard-working and dedicated attitude of locals, Su Country People seem to focus more on enjoyment and vacation, valuing the quality of life similarly to many foreigners in later generations.

Her fruit and vegetable selling approach is seen as quite impolite to them; if not for the high quality of her produce, she’d likely be chased away.

Luckily she has thick skin, dressed like the Old Lady, perhaps evoking some sympathy, so most people buy her goods.

In this process, she also gains insight into the living conditions of these Su Country Citizens.

Their spacious and bright living rooms are adorned with elegant artworks and paintings on the walls and cabinets, complete with bathrooms and shower rooms.

What surprises her the most is discovering a refrigerator in Su Country homes of the mid-20th century; such a cold country having refrigerators so early truly amazes her.

In our nation, during the fifth, sixth, and seventh decades of the century, the colors were only black, white, blue, green, and gray; conservative and monotonous, stepping outside, the streets seem filled only with these hues, but walking the streets of Su Country, it’s a vibrant riot of diverse patterns.

The men dress sharp in suits, shirts impeccably pressed, while the women’s clothing is more spirited, almost all wearing dresses or suit sets, in various patterns, pursuing fashion while emphasizing uniqueness and comfort, their daily wear reflecting their zest for life.

So does that mean our people don’t love life?

No, it’s just different national contexts; we’re still struggling on the line between warmth and nourishment, in the eyes of common folks there’s nothing more precious than a full belly.

Only when bellies are full can one ponder other things; as far as clothing and style go, these are forever the concerns of those with better conditions, when most people’s circumstances are roughly the same, won’t the streets only be filled with black, white, blue, green, and gray?

Locals often partake in political studies, exchanges of thought, from small production teams and schools to all nationalized entities, wherever the radio and newspapers can reach, generally discussing topics related to national politics, yet here, you find their indifference towards politics and national affairs.