Siheyuan starts from a better life

Chapter 1002 Moscow

"This capital is in such a horrible state. It's not even as good as our county town. Look, there are no decent buildings. And what is burning here? There is so much smoke." Xu Damao said as he looked at the low houses below.

Kulun is the name given to this city by Qianlong, and Ulaanbaatar was the name given to it after Mongolia completely separated from China. It has a similar meaning to the change of Hancheng to Seoul, both of which are to indicate severance of relations with us.

Jiang Yan smiled. Ever since the Genghis Khan band sang the song Ulaanbaatar Night in China in 1987, people in China seemed to have an inexplicable liking for the quiet, beautiful Ulaanbaatar in the lyrics, which had the warmth of spring and endless happiness. Xu Damao and he had also heard this song, so when they heard that it was Ulaanbaatar, they became excited.

"Ulaanbaatar is home to half of Mongolia's population, but technology is extremely underdeveloped and there is no liquefied gas. In winter, they can only burn coal and horse manure for heating, so naturally it has become like this," Jiang Yan explained.

After listening to Jiang Yan's explanation, Xu Damao felt that his good impression of Ulaanbaatar was instantly shattered.

The Ulaanbaatar in front of me is really not like what is written in the lyrics. Lovers lean on each other's shoulders, joyful melodies wander in the wind, and everyone embraces the beautiful future among the stars in the night sky.

Soon the plane crossed Mongolia and entered the territory of the Russian bear.

At this moment, the scene in front of me suddenly changed, with patches of white and green, shining brightly and making people feel relaxed and happy. From time to time, you can also see animals running.

I don't know how long it took, but the scene on the horizon suddenly changed again, and a large piece of ice like a mirror appeared in people's sight. It was as clean as jade, without a single impurity, and it made people feel like they couldn't wait to integrate themselves into it.

"Boss, where is this?" Xu Damao asked
"Lake Baikal, or the North Sea." Jiang Yan looked at the lake known as God's Tears, his heart filled with complicated feelings.

"Horses drink from the vast sea, seal the Wolf's Lair, go west to the great river, and the counties of Qilian are lined up." Hearing Jiang Yan recite the poem in a low voice, Xu Damao next to him was confused.

"This is the land that originally belonged to our flower-growing family. Beihai is the largest freshwater lake in the world, accounting for 20% of the world's freshwater. It is also the place where Su Wu grazed his sheep."

"It seems that this is the place where Su Wu grazing sheep is often mentioned. But it's really beautiful here." Xu Damao stared at the scene below with wide eyes.

"Wu lay down, chewing snow and tent fur and swallowing them, and survived for several days. The Huns thought he was a god, so they moved Wu to an uninhabited place on the sea north of the Yangtze River and made him herd sheep." Jiang Yan recited softly.

Xia Tian, ​​you know a lot. Did you hear what your future father-in-law just said?

The first one should be a poem, but I don't know its source. However, the two lines in it, "Drinking horses from the vast sea and sealing the Wolf's Lair" are from "Biographies of General Wei and Cavalry" in "Records of the Grand Historian", which describes the heroic deeds of the famous Han Dynasty general Huo Qubing in attacking the Huns in the north.

"Do you think Huo Qubing is the Marquis of Guanjun?" Xu Damao asked.

"Yes, it's him." Xia Tian said.

"What about the following sentences?" Xu Damao asked again.

The passage my uncle just mentioned is the record of Su Wu herding sheep in "The Book of Han·Biography of Su Wu".

"People with knowledge are different." Xu Damao muttered softly and then said nothing more.

This is just like a meme in a later online drama, where I am uneducated and can only say "fuck" to get around the world.

Hearing their discussion, I just smiled faintly without saying anything, quietly looking at the vast lake until it disappeared from people's sight, but I was still fascinated by it, this is my hometown. "Climbing to the top of the mountain and looking at my hometown, the yellow sand is thousands of miles long."

"Boss, what song is this? It's quite nice." Xu Damao asked when he heard Jiang Yan singing.

"Nothing, just humming casually." Jiang Yan originally wanted to say the title of the song, but suddenly remembered that this song "Dream Camel Bell" should not have been sung yet, so he just hummed it casually.

As Jiang Yan sang softly, the plane quickly flew over Lake Baikal. After flying for nearly four or five hours over the vast wilderness where boundless forests and heavy snow intersected, Jiang Yan and others finally set foot on the land of Moscow.

He stepped heavily on the ground, looked at the lonely and desolate buildings around him, turned his head with emotion and said to Xu Damao and Xia Tian: "Welcome to Moscow."

Xu Damao and the others also stomped heavily on the ground, feeling inexplicably moved.

"This is Moscow! It's different from what I imagined." Xu Damao looked around and said with some emotion.

Jiang Yan smiled. In their era, Chinese people always had a special feeling for the Russian bear.

We once regarded Russia as our big brother, and Russia was once China's best teacher. Russia helped China quickly transition from an agricultural country to an industrial country.

However, everyone knows what happened later, from the severance of diplomatic relations to the repayment of debts to the direct deployment of millions of troops, which constantly threatened our country's national security and forced us to start the Third Line Construction and relocate enterprises to the Third Line areas with inconvenient transportation and great depth.

From 1964 to 1980, the country invested more than 40% of the country's total investment in infrastructure construction in the Third Front region. Four million workers, cadres, intellectuals, PLA officers and soldiers, and tens of millions of migrant workers packed their backpacks, waded through mountains and rivers, and came to the deep mountains and valleys and deserts of the southwest and northwest of the motherland. They slept in the open air, carried things on their shoulders, and wrote the magnificent chapter of building the Third Front region with hardship, blood, sweat, and their lives.

Jiang Yan and his group came in through the formal procedures between countries, and the Russian side also arranged relevant personnel to receive them, but their level was not high. According to our country's standards, they were just a small clerk.

Seeing the hotel they arranged for him, Jiang Yan curled his lips. Who is he looking down on by staying in this shabby hotel?
"Andre, can we change to another hotel, such as Ukraine Hotel or Leningrad Hotel?" Jiang Yan spoke to a staff member from the Business Department who was responsible for receiving him.

"Well, we don't have the budget for this. If you want to stay, you need to pay. Either of these two hotels will do. They are open now." The man named Andre spoke.

"No problem, we'll pay the bill ourselves, and Andre will take us to the Ukrainian Hotel," Jiang Yan said directly without any hesitation.

"After Andre discussed with a few people, he took Jiang Yan and the others to the Ukraine Hotel in the Vodka car."

"Jiang, you speak Russian really well." Andre said in the car.

"I studied at Moscow University, and Russian is my second language," Jiang Yan said.

Along the way, I saw two people chatting there, actually they were testing each other, and Jiang Yan also asked about the possibility of opening a company in Moscow. The information obtained can be selective, but it still needs to be reported to the superior.

Arriving at the magnificent Ukrainian Hotel, Xu Damao and Xia Tian couldn't help but open their eyes wide, looking at everything here greedily.

(End of this chapter)