"Step, step, step......"

"Gollum, Gollum......"

Listening to the rhythmic sound of horses' hooves and the rolling of the carriage, combined with the fatigue of a long train ride, made John's head groggy and almost sleepy. But the road conditions in New York are not too good, with a few bumps from time to time, and he can only stay in a fixed position in the cramped carriage, which makes it impossible for him to really get into a state of rest.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

After trying it a few times, the irritability of exhaustion and discomfort made John sigh heavily and simply open his eyes completely.

"What? Can't sleep? ”

After seeing John's expression, Mr. Slark next to him smiled and asked. Compared with the little boy, although he was mentally and physically exhausted, the excitement of the wanderer's return home made him still in a state of excitement, and the qiē outside the carriage seemed to be so kind and lovely, where could he close his eyes?

"Hmm."

After a brief answer, John shook his head vigorously, not wanting to say anything more, but simply straightened up and looked out of the carriage. It had been almost ten minutes since he came out of the station, but according to the description of the driver before getting on the train, it would take at least half an hour to reach his destination, so he was not in a hurry, and casually observed the qiē outside the window.

I have to say, New York is indeed a wonderful city.

In the eyes of the boy John, the city is like a strange mixture, giving him a different feeling at every moment.

Compared with the ancient city of Beijing, New York is undoubtedly young, the road is straight and wide, dividing the whole city into four squares, and you can see the construction site everywhere along the way, and extend to the people who are in a hurry on the street, which makes people feel vigorous and vigorous, and it seems that the whole city is full of vitality. But on the other hand, this dynamism in New York gives people a sense of distraction. The same is true of all kinds of pedestrians on the road, although most of them are Caucasian, but their appearance, figure, clothing, etc. are obviously different from different places......

"How's that, it feels completely different from old China, right?"

Seeing that the boy kept turning his head to look around, Mr. Slark smiled and said: "Although the history is far less than that of Beijing, London and other cities, New York's exhibition is incomparable to that of any city!" I remember when I left a few months ago, New York's population had already exceeded a million people, and now it's one of the largest cities in the world! And ......"

Pointing to the world outside the carriage, Mr. Slark raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Compared with those low-rise houses in Beijing, is New York more advanced?" ”

Compared with the young and vigorous Miss Eliza on the train, Slark is twice as old and has a much calmer temperament, plus he knows that John was born and raised in China, and has a deep affection for that country, so he naturally speaks much more tactfully. It's just that as a New Yorker, he is also deeply proud of the city, and he can't help but have a hint of pride between his words.

"Well, it's very different."

John's eyes sank, and he pointed to a building outside and asked lightly, "Mr. Slark, can you please tell me what this kind of building is for?" It doesn't look like an office building from the outside, but it seems to be in poor condition when you live in it......"

Halfway through his sentence, John did not continue, but quietly stared at Mr. Slark, waiting for his answer.

"What kind of building?"

Following the little boy's fingers, Mr. Slark was stunned.

Thirty or forty meters from the road, there was a flat four-story building, no more than six or seven meters wide and only about thirty meters long, and each floor was densely packed with doors, at least a dozen of them, and the doors were full of clothes poles and messy obligations, which looked dirty and crowded. And next to it, at most, a few tens of centimeters, is another identical four-story building, and the two are like twins, close together!

"This ......"

Mr. Slark's expression suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Of course, he knew what this kind of building was for, and he knew it quite well, but at this time, he couldn't say anything in the face of John's smiling expression.

New York has poured in a large number of immigrants in recent years, and a large number of Americans have also migrated in, but their economic conditions are relatively poor, let alone unable to buy a house, and even a slightly better apartment cannot afford to rent, so many people have seized this business opportunity and built thousands of apartments like this "pigeon cage" to rent to those poor people.

If you've never lived in an apartment like this, you'll never know what it's like!

In the face of John's calm gaze, Mr. Slark looked out the window at the buildings, and the pride he felt earlier instantly diminished, and he smiled and stopped talking.

The little boy John didn't care, he watched with interest as the buildings moved behind the carriage, his eyes gradually blurred, as if they reminded him of some of the sights he had seen......

After a long time, John blinked, and the smile that disgusted the noble Miss Humphers appeared on his lips again, and he murmured in a low voice, "Is this the so-called perfect city?" Heaven? Hehe......"

To put it bluntly, this is New York City in 1879, a city of immigrants flooded with "blind streams" from all over the world!

"This damn era!"

After a brief period of psychological pleasure, watching the carriages "stomping" by on the road, John Huntelaar bit his lip tightly and whispered a curse in an indiscretable voice. The thought of living in this place in the future made the little boy's mood feel depressed again.

He had just endured the rickety and slow train of the era all day, and then he was riding in a slower, more unbearable carriage, his small body almost as if it were falling apart, and his whole body was sore. Coupled with the unhappiness on the train and the confusion about the future, John almost couldn't help but want to yell loudly and completely vent his negative feelings.

"Haha, John, look!"

Just when John was stunned and didn't know what to think, Mr. Slark suddenly shouted excitedly: "Look at that green, that's Central Park that I've told you so many times!" ”

"Central Park?"

John raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at it quickly.

He had heard Mr. Slark say this so-called Central Park many times, and he knew that it had only been built in recent years, and it was extremely expensive! And according to Mr. Slark, this Central Park has now become the heart of New York City and one of its symbols!

Merely......

It was still far from the large green area, but the carriage suddenly turned around and drove in the other direction.

Seeing the disappointment in John's eyes, Mr. Slark laughed and said, "Don't be disappointed, dear little one, Mr. Huntelaar's house is just over two miles from Central Park, and you can always come by carriage if you are interested." Then you'll understand that this is a world-class masterpiece! ”

It can be seen that Mr. Slark is very proud of Central Park, and his interest is very high at this time.

"Perhaps......"

Squinting his eyes slightly, John glanced at the lush green and refocused his gaze on the side of the road.

Mr. Slark apparently didn't care too much about the little boy's attitude. It's been more than two months since he met John in China, and he's long since he's gotten used to his eccentricity. At this moment, he just wanted to send the boy to old Mr. Huntelaar as much as he could, get his share of the reward, and then rush back to his home as best he could, and go to kiss the lovely little boy himself.

"It's coming soon."

Gradually, Mr. Slark's voice became excited, and he patted John on the shoulder and shouted, "It's going to be a few minutes at most!" Haha, dear Mr. Huntelaar, isn't it exciting to meet your grandfather? ”

"Hmm......"

With a casual perfunctory remark, John Huntelaar closed his eyes and his heart pounded. It is difficult for John to tell what kind of feeling it is in his heart for this grandfather who sent someone to forcibly bring him from China to the United States, he only knows that his mother does not know how many times he called his father in her sleep, and how many times tears soaked the pillow......

"Squeak!"

I don't know how long I was suffering, but the carriage suddenly shook and stopped.

"Huh? Is it there? ”

John opened his eyes suddenly.

"Yes, we're finally here!"

Mr. Slark's nerves were stirred up again, and he slapped John on the shoulder hard, and jumped out of the carriage impatiently.

It is a typical red brick three-storey building.

But before John could take a good look at the house, a middle-aged man in an old-fashioned tuxedo was already standing next to the carriage, holding the door with one hand, bowing slightly, and smiling at him, "Welcome home, sir!" ”

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