December 13, 1991.

USSR, Moscow International Airport---

If you want to say what Song Zhichao's generation hates the most, then it must be Moscow.

Moscow in winter, to be precise.

Song Zhichao has always disliked cold places, especially his nose is very sensitive, and he is especially resistant to cold air.

"Ahh

Song Zhichao shook his head uncomfortably, and then saw a Russian woman in front of him turn her head and glared 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 had paid for a ticket to enjoy the flight tour.

Fortunately, the plane arrived at this time.

Song Zhichao felt the feeling of weightlessness when the plane landed, and when the plane landed, his heart seemed to be active again, pounding.

After a short stop, the stewardess in the plane said the precautions for getting off the plane, and then told everyone to bring their respective luggage.

The people on the plane began to get up and then act.

Song Zhichao had a cold and was uncomfortable, and he 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, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the negative impact that Song Zhichao had brought to her during this trip, so she said before leaving: "You are a nasty man! If you have a cold, don't go out on a trip, you know? You are a very irresponsible behavior!" Speaking in Russian, she thought Song Zhichao did not 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 was immediately stunned for a moment, her eyes surprised.

Song Zhichao didn't say anything more.

It wasn't until the passengers on the plane got off the plane one after another that Song Zhichao got up and was the last 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 but shrink 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 on his head, but in the face of such a cold weather, Song Zhichao was still a little uncomfortable, especially for him who had a severe cold, he felt that he was about to suffocate in the gale.

In contrast, Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were a little reckless, wearing thin clothes, mixed in the large group of Russians who were not afraid of the cold, and they were not afraid of the cold.

However, when they turned around and saw Big Brother Song's "tenth-level tuberculosis" shape, they knew how to make a restrained expression, ah, so cold.

Their acting skills were 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 arranged someone to pick us up?" Niu Xiong has been Song Zhichao's driver for a long time, and he is very sensitive to the matter of picking up and sending cars.

"I arranged for people, you don't have to worry. After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he sneezed again, and then touched the tissue from his arms, but touched it empty.

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

Beside them, the Russians who had just gotten off the fan were all holding their hands, stomping their feet, seeing that it was getting dark, and they were also a little worried that they would not be able to get a taxi for a while.

In fact, there are many taxis at Moscow International Airport, but these days the taxi charges more than they think. Taxi drivers have to raise the taxi fare if they want to live, and those passengers have long been accustomed to the previous fare, thinking that this is a deliberate blackmail by the drivers, so many people will not take the initiative to intercept the taxi, but will notify relatives and friends to come and pick them up in advance.

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

On one side, a large group of Russian drivers and masters were smoking cigarettes in the car in the snow, and the idle eggs hurt.

On the other side, in the cold wind, a large group of passengers from all walks of life who had just gotten off the plane rubbed their hands and stomped their feet, so cold that they were dead to death.

Song Zhichao waited in place for a few minutes, and then he was a little impatient, he glanced at his watch, it was a Longines watch, in order to come to the Soviet Union, Song Zhichao also deliberately changed the strap from cold steel to cowhide--- time has almost arrived. According to the agreement, the person who arranged it by himself should have already driven over.

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

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

"Don't talk so much, Chekov, let's get in the car first!" Song Zhichao finished speaking, and without waiting for Chekov to help him open the car door, he went straight in.

The inside of the car is warm like spring, and the heating is on.

Song Zhichao was about to moan out comfortably, his nose, which was originally adapted to the cold air, was stimulated by the heating, and he couldn't help it, so Song Zhichao sneezed again.

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong also hurriedly got into the car.

Niu Xiong sat in the passenger cab, and Jin Jiu sat next to Song Zhichao.

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

Jin Jiu patted his body and said, "It's okay, Brother Chao, I have a tough body, you know, I can bear 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 dying of hunger--- the asking price is too high to attract customers, it is better to sell the car and replace it with bread!"

Then he said: "In the Soviet Union, only a car like Volga could run in such cold weather, and it was difficult for any other BMW to even start." ”

This is not so much that Chekov is bragging about the Soviet car, but the fact.

Because of the difference in climate, this Volga car developed and manufactured in the Soviet Union was able to adapt to extremely cold climates. For example, in Siberia, the coldest region of the Soviet Union, where cars did not dare to turn off at all, and when they turned off, they could not be turned off, and at night they had to be placed in a conservatory, so as not to get up the next morning and the entire car owner would become icy.

Listening to Chekov boasting about their Soviet Volga cars, Song Zhichao just smiled, but Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong listened attentively and kept echoing, no wonder the Soviet Union didn't see a few foreign cars, it turned out that they were all bear bags here.

How do they know that because of the Cold War between the Soviet Union and the United States, the United States banned GM and other brand cars from entering the Soviet Union, and as the younger brothers of the United States, Japan's Toyota and Honda rarely sold them in the Soviet Union, and only Germany's Volkswagen, Czech Skoda and other brands of cars were allowed to be sold in the Soviet Union. In addition, coupled with the sense of self-protection of the Soviet heavy industry, such as the automobile manufacturing industry, it is based on the country, and the purchase of domestic cars AvtoVAZ can get state subsidies, and foreign cars will be smashed and will be 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 just from running the Volga all over the streets.

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

Song Zhichao asked Chekov to stop the car, and then spent money to buy all the headdresses that the little girl was carrying, paid the money, and left.

The little girl watched their car leave from a distance, with a grateful face.

Song Zhichao turned around, threw those headdresses to Chekov and said, "Give them to your wife and children!"

In the USSR, there were also poor people.