Although it is simple, at least it has a place to shelter from the wind and rain on cold nights with huge temperature differences.

Such houses form a large scale here, intricate and crisscrossed, like a huge maze.

At least Gu Qi, standing here, couldn't count how many houses like this there were.

Obviously, most of the real residents of Kanji City live in such a place.

The houses here are crowded together and airtight.

Under the scorching sunshine at noon, it looked extremely sultry.

The most important thing is that there is no so-called drainage system at all.

There were small murky puddles on the bumpy ground. I don't know if they were stagnant water or something else. They emitted a very unpleasant and pungent sour smell.

Some of them even have a layer of oily flowers floating on them, giving them a unique colorful sheen.

A group of children wearing loose and old clothes chased and played wildly in a narrow road that could only accommodate two donkey carts.

Suddenly, a child stopped and started crying at a small puddle on the road.

After I finished, I shook my head, put on my pants, and continued to go crazy with my friends.

Seeing this, Gu Qi sighed without any trace.

Now she most likely knows what's in those little puddles.

As the donkey cart was speeding, the tires rolled over the puddles and splashed water drops on some women who were holding their children and looking curiously from inside the house.

Gu Qi's expected scene of those women yelling and cursing did not appear. They just shook their clothes indifferently and returned to the house with their children in their arms.

Obviously, they have long been accustomed to this situation.

Along the way, when the donkey cart passed by many doors where clothes were hung to dry, the old man deliberately slowed down, but there were too many puddles on the road, and there were still a lot of water droplets splashing everywhere.

And there are many kinds of wires on their heads that are like twist balls.

Those wires were densely spread across the houses, covering the area like a huge spider web.

Many broken wires were hanging down, and some were even directly draped in puddles.

However, the old man didn't seem to have the slightest fear of these hanging wires. No matter how many wires passed over his body, he remained calm throughout the process.

It's as if these are not wires, but just ordinary hemp ropes.

At this time, while driving the donkey cart, the old man pointed to the wires above his head, "These wires have been abandoned for a long time."

"Before the war, we could still use electricity occasionally. Once the war started, the power station was bombed, and there was no one to repair it, so these wires became decorations."

As he spoke, the old man said with a hint of envy, "Those big shots are different. They all have their own generators and can turn on the lights from morning to night."

"Sometimes when the business is better, I will go to the bar they run to buy some wine. It is so pleasant to have a bottle of wine under the electric light that is so bright that I can't even open my eyes."

Having said this, the old man licked his lips slightly.

There was even a look of impatience on his face.

After all, I got an unexpected fortune today.

No matter what tonight, I must go and savor the intoxicating good time.
Chapter completed!