I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 421 Don't Live For Others
Passing through Arizona, which is almost as vast and desolate as western China, New Mexico, which is even more vast and desolate, Oklahoma, which is super vast and desolate, and Arkansas, which is slightly less vast and desolate.

Finally approaching the green and thriving state of Tennessee.

Jing Xiaoqiang described it as going east from western borders and northwest all the way in China, and now it is almost at the border of northern Hubei.

It’s just that Citigroup is on the west coast, and there are no foreign countries, so several super city circles can flourish on the west coast.

The country can only wait for the development of the western region.

It was just when I entered Tennessee that there happened to be some kind of large-scale commercial exhibition here, and I booked a better hotel in the city.

Wang Qian did not allow Jing Xiaoqiang to continue to drive tiredly, and they drove for five or six hours.

She is now supervising this every day, and she continues to insist that everyone must practice exercises and go through the lines of "The Lion King" every morning.

Otherwise, the three children will get carried away, what if they forget their words when they go on stage.

And it may be that the teacher is used to it, and she has a strong desire to control, so she is naturally responsible for all life except driving routes.

Now it’s okay to stay for one night occasionally, let’s take a more comprehensive look at Citigroup.

A few days ago, whether it was the spectacular Grand Canyon, the desert, or Indian settlements, all kinds of rural towns left a deep impression on them.

But Jing Xiaoqiang tried his best to avoid staying in motels, because hygiene is one aspect of those things, and there are relatively big safety hazards.

He can't take care of it alone.

So I transferred the car to a RV camp on the outskirts of the city, a lawn park where hundreds of buses and RVs can be parked.

In fact, only [-] or [-] parking spaces are reserved for RVs, and the rest are simple prefabricated houses that look like "RVs".

In other words, it is the low-salary class in the poor area, who cannot afford a house and is better than the homeless.

The rent is three hundred dollars a month.

Having a few more children can survive on subsidies and food stamps alone.

So there are many children in each family.

Scattered half board houses, [-] knives a night for a single stay, and there is no limit to the number of people.

Jing Xiaoqiang is very familiar with it: "Many people who come from China end up looking for this kind of place to live. Most of the RV camps in the coastal scenic spots are places for middle-class elderly people to go on vacation. The inland ones are almost all slums. But look, the poor Returning to the poor is still very emotional, which is commonly known as being poor..."

Wang Qian looked at the well-groomed small gardens outside the simple prefabricated house, tried to maintain a decent appearance, and sneered.

Jing Xiaoqiang is also happy: "Those who were able to go abroad used to live in public housing as experts in China. If they were not satisfied, they would scold their parents and mothers. When they came out here, they would go out early and return to work as manual laborers. They also felt that they had returned to their original roots, and their health was better. It was more free. It was still capitalism. The system is better."

Du Ruolan could hear his sarcasm, so she didn't say a word.

Pan Yunyan, who is so socially obsessed, poked her head to say hello to the old woman sitting on the porch watching the sunset. Her oral English has improved rapidly in the past two days, and now she is very keen on this.

In the end, I made do with one night, the three girls lived inside wrapped in coats, Jing Xiaoqiang and Lan Xinxin slept in the car.

Early the next morning, someone came to Pan Yunyan to borrow twenty dollars with a bag of fruit and unused daily necessities.

Said that her husband didn't go to work for several days and so on.

Jing Xiaoqiang and Wang Qian watched Pan Yunyan's distressed entanglement, knowing that it was meat buns beating the dog, but he still couldn't save himself, so he gave it.

I kept pumping when I got in the car and started, that was more than 100 yuan!

Just change these few fruits, especially when you leave the camp, you can pick them wherever you see the roadside.

Even more aggrieved.

Du Ruolan kept fighting beside her, but you can't embarrass the Chinese when you go abroad, right?
In the past at school, it was Pan Yunyan who liked to fight fire, now she can finally follow suit, not to mention how happy she is.

Laughter kept rippling in the carriage.

Wang Qian, the co-pilot, whispered to Jing Xiaoqiang: "It's a bit like we have children."

Jing Xiaoqiang squinted: "Want one?"

Wang Qian pouted at him: "It's hard to regain the courage to stand on the stage, we can't stop here."

Jing Xiaoqiang warmly praised: "That's right. In marriage, women are destined to sacrifice more, from physical to psychological, whether they are poor or rich, knowledgeable or not. I am going to go back and call Luo Li...Pan Pan, this trip When I go back to Shanghai, I suggest you something, how about going with Luo Li to help Lu Xi take care of the child?"

Pan Yunyan was surprised and wronged?

Is this how the little wife is treated?
Du Ruolan was also surprised, but she blinked hard to listen to the following.

Sure enough, what Jing Xiaoqiang meant was: "To experience what it's like to be a mother of a newborn. In the future, acting will be useful, and it will be more useful to my own life. The out-of-control collapse will come faster than I imagined. The child will cry all night, breastfeed and coax her." Sleeping, if you are an ordinary young couple, you have to do the housework of washing and cooking, and you may even have to go to work. The whole life feels trapped, so that when you meet someone in the future, you will not be so impulsive. Give birth to monkeys."

Du Ruolan asked, "But sister Lu doesn't have such a problem?"

Jing Xiaoqiang: "You didn't realize that she has actually left the proletariat. There are employees, security guards and even entourages. The same is true for Miss Cheng. She is used to using a nanny. That Luo mother is simply a model housekeeper. To a large extent It can buffer the pressure of newborns, but you take the stage as your career, and you will leave the stage for at least one or two years after pregnancy and childbirth, and maybe you will never go back."

How many years has the tranquility of the previous life gone?

Just like in the famous New Year's Eve film, the hypocritical star feels too famous and too disturbing, and just wants to stop focusing so much on the point where the fame dissipates, and the result is that he can't go back after it dissipates, which is the most painful.

Du Ruolan understood a bit: "As a woman, having children means that my career will be affected. Giving up my career and being a housewife who cares for my husband and raises my children is another kind of irony to my hard work over the years... "

Wang Qian immediately commented: "But yesterday I saw that poor community with only so many children!"

Jing Xiaoqiang analyzed: "If you are too poor to give up fighting in society, then you will have more children, because this is the only way for them to generate value. In prosperous times, one child can get more subsidies, and in troubled times, many children will be more. People who have more strength and fighting power are just those people who are struggling to make progress. It is really painful to have a child, and the price and weekly cost are too high. Basically, they have to give up a lot of life for the sake of the child, but I am even more Advocate that everyone has their own life, don't give up your life because of anyone, even if it is your child or lover."

Wang Qian applauded, Du Ruolan applauded slowly, and Pan Yunyan tilted her head to think hard.

Lan Xinxin squeezed at the back and somersaulted: "Over there! What's over there?"

Jing Xiaoqiang took a look: "Let's go to the flea market..."

Turn the steering wheel as soon as you turn it.

Wang Qian sighed: "Who will tell you about Citigroup so that you can know what it is at a glance?"

There are too many loopholes.

Fortunately, I don't care.

Get used to Jing Xiaoqiang's magic.

It is the kind of large corrugated warehouse shed, with all kinds of vehicles parked outside, and colorful flags flying.

Similar to Pingjing Panjiayuan.

Jing Xiaoqiang repeatedly reminded many fake and shoddy useless things.

Wang Qian took the lead in buying a glass candle holder with great interest, and she probably would be puzzled when she went back to pass the customs.

Du Ruolan bought a few old North American coins. Northwesterners are always interested in antiques.

Lan Xinxin also had some pocket money, so she bought a tin toy.

It's better than the lace-trimmed nightdress Pan Yunyan buys in this kind of place.

It's clean, maybe it's second-hand.

She brought it over without paying attention, and said that she often saw it on HK TV.

With floating eyes, it seems that he wants to please Jing Xiaoqiang.

Before Ganqing, she didn't listen to the topic of women's independent life.

Jing Xiaoqiang was speechless, he just wanted to ask you where you bought them and bring some back.

Wang Qian and Du Ruolan hurried out of the way by laughing.

So when resting at night, Jing Xiaoqiang found a high-end hotel, mainly to teach everyone to use hotel facilities to wash clothes, and to master the skills of drying underwear with a hair dryer. These are necessary skills for actors to travel across the country.

However, in the capital of Tennessee, I stayed for more than a day, because this inland tourist city is the capital of country pop music of Citigroup.

When I first arrived in the city, it was very strangely empty everywhere. Visiting celebrity concert halls and museums were empty.

Even in Bar Street and Music Street, there are literary styles related to country folk songs everywhere.

In each store, you can see singers performing independently.

Even on the side of the street, there are all kinds of street performers showing their new works.

The whole street can become an ocean of music.

Every person, every car, every object flowing on the street has become a living note.

Strolling in this wonderful street scene is a beautiful country symphony.

It's just that at night, more people poured out from nowhere, and the bar street was crowded with people, and the traffic flowed like a shuttle!
Very lively.

The city at night is full of turmoil, and the sound of music is even louder. There are not only pedestrians strolling on the streets, but also luxury cars, classic cars, sports cars, and roaring Harley motorcycles...

Jing Xiaoqiang was on the window sill of the hotel, while blowing the lace-lined nightgown with a hair dryer, while explaining to everyone the desire that filled the air below.

The streets are full of feasting lights, men, women and children dancing to the music.

In the hand is a good wine and coffee. In the dark corner of the corner, there are not only homeless people hiding, but also down-and-out entertainers holding guitars.

More vigorously came up the one who lifted his skirt, and the one who was taking injections and taking drugs.

It fully embodies the corruption of capitalism.

The risk is still relatively high, especially for such a beautiful girl, don't go down and risk your life.

Girls of all ages agreed with this compliment, and Lan Xinxin squatted on Jing Xiaoqiang's shoulders, not afraid of falling from the window sill.

(End of this chapter)