Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 384 394 [Return to Moscow]

December 1991, 12.

Soviet Union, Moscow International Airport——
If you want to say what is the most hated place in Song Zhichao's generation, then it must be Moscow.

To be precise, Moscow in winter.

Song Zhichao has always disliked cold places, especially his nose is very sensitive, and he is particularly resistant to cold air. Whenever he encounters a cold current, he will definitely catch a cold.

"Ah!" Song Zhichao innocently took out a tissue and wiped his nose. Next to him, Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong, who were on the plane with him, looked at him, meaning they were asking him if it was all right.

Song Zhichao shook his head uncomfortably, and then saw a Russian woman in front of her turn her head and stare at him in disgust.

Song Zhichao looked innocent and shrugged at the freckled Russian woman.He had been sneezing before, needless to say, affecting the female passenger who paid for the ticket to enjoy the air travel.

Fortunately, the plane arrived at this time.

Song Zhichao felt the feeling of weightlessness all over his body when the plane landed, and when the plane landed, his heart seemed to be active again, beating thumping.

After a short stay, the stewardess in the plane talked about the precautions for getting off the plane, and then told everyone to take their luggage.

The people on the plane started to get up and move.

Song Zhichao felt sick with a cold and was too lazy to move.

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong contracted everything.

The freckled Russian woman in front of Song Zhichao also picked up her luggage. She seemed very dissatisfied with the negative influence Song Zhichao had brought to her during the trip, so she said before leaving: "You are an annoying man! If you catch a cold If you do, don’t travel, you know? This is a very irresponsible behavior of yours!" She said in Russian, which she thought Song Zhichao couldn’t understand.

But Song Zhichao smiled at her, and then said in Russian: "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, which affected you."

The freckled Russian woman immediately froze for a moment, her eyes surprised.

Song Zhichao didn't say anything more.

Song Zhichao didn't get up until all the passengers on the plane got off the plane one after another, and he was the last one to get off the plane.

……

The cold wind is howling!

Mixed with snowflakes, the cold wind blows on the face like a knife.

Song Zhichao couldn't help shrinking his neck. Although he had prepared before coming here, wearing a thick down jacket, a cashmere scarf around his neck, and a leather hat that Song Zhichao didn't like the most, but facing such a In the severe cold weather, Song Zhichao was still a little uncomfortable, especially for him who had a bad cold, he felt that he was about to suffocate in the strong wind.

In contrast, Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were a bit brave. Wearing thin clothes and mixing with the large group of Russians who are not afraid of the cold, they seemed like I am not afraid of the cold.

But when they looked back and saw Mr. Song's "Tenth-level Tuberculosis" appearance, they knew how to restrain themselves and make a look, ah, it's so cold.

Their acting was so bad that Song Zhichao had to roll his eyes at them.

"Boss, I don't seem to have seen the car that picked us up—are you sure you have arranged for someone to pick us up?" Niu Xiong has been Song Zhichao's driver for a long time, and he is very sensitive about the car pick-up and drop-off.

"I've arranged for someone, so you don't have to worry." Song Zhichao sneezed again, and then touched a tissue from his bosom, but found nothing.

Fortunately, Jin Jiu was prepared and handed him a new tissue.

Beside them, the Russians who had just got off the fan were clapping their hands and stamping their feet. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, they were also a little worried that they would not be able to get a taxi later.

In fact, there are many taxis at Moscow International Airport, but the fares charged by taxis these days are beyond their imagination.If taxi drivers want to live, they have to increase the taxi fare, and those passengers have long been accustomed to the previous fare, thinking that this is the deliberate extortion of the drivers, so many people will not take the initiative to intercept the taxi, but will pay in advance. Notify friends and family to come pick them up.

In this way, an interesting picture is formed at the Moscow airport.

On the other side, a large group of Russian drivers were smoking in the car amidst the snow.

On the other side, in the cold wind, a large group of passengers from all walks of life who just got off the plane rubbed their hands and stomped their feet, terribly cold.

Song Zhichao waited on the spot for a few minutes, and then became a little impatient. He glanced at his watch. It was a Longines watch. In order to come to the Soviet Union, Song Zhichao specially changed the watch strap from cold stainless steel to cowhide. —The time is almost up.According to the agreement, the person who arranged for him should have already driven over.

Just when Song Zhichao couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to lose his temper, a Volga sedan was driving towards them not far away, honking its horn and flashing its lights in the snow.

Finally, the Volga car stopped in front of them, and a thin Russian man got out of the car, rubbed his hands, nodded and bowed to Song Zhichao, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I'm late—there was a car accident on the road just now." —oh, the damned weather! I can't let you live!"

"Stop talking so much, Chekov, let's get in the car first!" After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he got in without waiting for Chekov to help him open the car door.

The car is warm as spring, with the heater on.

Song Zhichao was about to groan in comfort. His nose, which had been accustomed to the cold air, was so irritated by the heating that he couldn't help it, and Song Zhichao sneezed again.

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong also hurried into the car.

Niu Xiong sat in the passenger cab, while Jin Jiu sat beside Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao said to Jin Jiu, "Stay away from me, I don't want to pass the cold on to you."

Jin Jiu patted his body and said, "It's okay, Brother Chao, I have a strong body, as you know, I can handle anything."

Song Zhichao nodded, then stretched out his hand, and asked Jin Jiu for a tissue.

At this time, Chekov started the car in front, then glanced out the window and said, "The taxis in Moscow are almost starving to death—the asking price is too high to attract customers, so it's better to just sell the car and exchange it for bread!"

Then he said: "In the Soviet Union, only cars like the Volga can run in such cold weather. Other BMWs and Mercedes-Benz are even difficult to start."

This is not Chekov bragging about Soviet cars, but the truth.

Because of the difference in climate, the Volga sedan developed and manufactured by the Soviet Union can adapt to extremely cold climates.For example, in Siberia, the coldest region in the Soviet Union, where the car dared not turn off the engine, it would not turn on once turned off, and it had to be placed in a greenhouse at night to prevent the entire car from freezing in the next morning.

Listening to Chekhov bragging about their Soviet Volga cars, Song Zhichao just smiled, but Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong listened fascinatedly, and couldn't stop echoing. No wonder the Soviet Union didn't see many foreign cars, so here are all bear bags.

How did they know that because of the Cold War between the Soviet Union and the United States, the United States banned GM and other brands of cars from entering the Soviet Union, and as the followers of the United States, Japan's Toyota and Honda rarely sold in the Soviet Union, only Volkswagen of Germany, Skoda of the Czech Republic and other brands The cars were only allowed to be sold in the Soviet Union.In addition, coupled with the self-protection awareness of the Soviet heavy industry, such as the automobile manufacturing industry, it is based on the country itself. Buying a domestically produced Volga can get state subsidies, and foreign cars will be smashed and called traitors.

It can be said that the domestic situation in the Soviet Union in 1991 was very complicated, and the clues can be seen simply from running the Volga all over the street.

Song Zhichao looked out through the car window, and happened to see a little Soviet girl in thin clothes selling her handmade headgear in the heavy snow.

Song Zhichao asked Chekov to stop the car, and then bought all the headgear the little girl was wearing, paid the money, and left.

The little girl watched their car leave from a distance with a grateful expression on her face.

Song Zhichao turned his head, threw those headdresses to Chekov and said, "Give it to your wife and children!"

In the Soviet Union, there were also poor people.

(End of this chapter)