While the big man laments for power, the life of the little man goes on. In the absence of external interference, the Romanian economy continues to grow strongly. Of course, this growth has also benefited ordinary people, including Mizik, who has been working in Romania for three years.

Now Mizik has grown from a young boy who doesn't know anything at the age of seventeen or eighteen and only has a lot of enthusiasm to a relatively mature and stable young man. Now he plans to go back to his hometown to see his relatives, and by the way, let himself show his face in front of the villagers. He had enough confidence to do so, and after his own hard work and hard work, Mizik is now the team leader of Volkswagen's truck inspection workshop, and there are more than 20 people under him. He can get more than 140 lei a month, (because of the different positions, the same position is subsidized according to the importance of the salary) is 20 lei higher than the Bugaville who brought him. He was also one of the higher paid Romanian workers in the town, with some earning only sixty lei a month.

Nowadays, Romanian workers are generally paid around 70-120 lei, which of course cannot be compared with the salary in Central and Western Europe, let alone the high salary in the United States. It is not much higher than the rest of the Balkans, but under the influence of Eder, who came from the later thinking, (when the first factory was built, the problem of free food and lodging was guaranteed, so that the workers could work harder without worries, and they could also increase the number of jobs. Now almost all businesses in Romania guarantee free room and board. In this way, Romania has a much higher salary than in the Balkans, after all, food and housing cost money.

Mizik was packing his luggage, which were gifts for relatives and friends, in addition to his own belongings, and he had been saving up for almost a year's vacation to return home. Now that he had finally packed his luggage, Mizik let out a long sigh of relief as he looked at the large and small bags of luggage in front of him. He's been busy this morning, and he's only now finishing it, and now he's going to take his luggage to the train station at the bus stop outside the dormitory. Carry your luggage to the bus stop and get on the bus to the train station.

Today, Constanta's public transport system is supported by Volkswagen. In the past two or three years, 100 Volkswagen buses have been donated to the Constanta government to improve urban transport, and together with the 200 buses procured by the government, the number of horse-drawn carriages in Constanta's transportation system has been greatly reduced. The affluence and ambition of Constanta can be seen in the fact that the city government of Constanta is now considering the creation of Romania's first urban public transport system consisting entirely of passenger cars. Last year, the region of Constanta provided 14% of the total tax revenue to the government, ranking first among the 14 regions in Romania.

Mizik took the car to the Constanta train station, first checked his large luggage and the permanent bicycle promised to his friend to Dva, and took the small luggage to Dwa by train to collect his checked belongings.

With all that done, Mizik now only needs to take the train to Deva and finally arrive home 34 kilometres, where he plans to ride a permanent bicycle for a friend. In the European straight bike market, permanent bicycles are quite popular, sturdy and not damage-resistant, with a maximum load of 200 kilograms, which is quite popular with the general public.

After waiting in the station for a while, Mizik boarded a train bound for Budapest, Austria-Hungary. Looking at the train running on the Romanian railway, Mizik looked out the window at the city that was much more prosperous than his own three years, and he also found that the utilization rate of rural machinery was much higher than when he came three years ago. The next day, the train entered Austria-Hungary and the scenery outside the window returned to a familiar environment, which was much worse than that in Romania. Mizik rested for the night on the train and arrived in Deva in the morning. He got off the bus with his luggage and got it at the station pick-up desk and tied it to his bicycle. Mizik wanted to see if he could make it to town for lunch at noon, so he pedaled his bicycle to the small town of Brad.

In the spring, the footsteps cross the Carpathian Mountains, and the people who live here are busy with their own business, and Mizik pedals his bicycle on the dirt roads in the mountains. In the fields by the roadside, the peasants were tending to the crops in the fields, and wheat, grapes, sunflowers, orchards, etc., all passed in front of his eyes. The spring breeze in March is still a little chilly, but his heart is still hot, on the one hand, he is homesick, and on the other hand, he is tired. He overestimated himself for the Carpathian mountain road, which he was now tired and out of-breath, and finally arrived in town at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Looking at the scenery that was no different from before he left, Mizik was in a high mood to go home now, and he planned to go home first before eating. I bought some bacon, bread, cheese and other items in the town, and continued to pedal my bicycle towards my home. Half an hour later he rode to the entrance of the village, and Aunt Susan, who liked to chat at the entrance of the village, saw Mizik at a glance, and she asked suspiciously. "Aren't you Mizik of the Borbo family, I heard that you make a lot of money in Romania."

Mizik saw that it was Aunt Susan, who liked to hug him when he was a child, and hurriedly asked. "Aunt Susan, you really have good eyes, I'm Mizk, do you have anyone in my family?"

"Mizik, your father and I saw it go out at noon, but your mother is at home."

"Thank you, Aunt Susan." After thanking her, Mizik took out a special gift for relatives and friends from his luggage, took out one and handed it to Aunt Susan, and said. "Thank you Aunt Susan for taking care of me for many years, this is a small gift, you don't dislike it."

"You don't have to be so polite, Mizik is really a sensible young man now, and he will definitely have a great future in the future." Aunt Susan delayed it in her high voice, but her hand quickly took the small gift that Mizik had handed her, and muttered it in her mouth. "Mizik, you're so kind."

Live like a fox that has stolen a chicken.

"I'll go home first, and I'll see Aunt Susan." Mizik smiled at Aunt Susan, and rode his bicycle in the direction of home.

"Mom, I'm back." Mizik was riding to his door, shouting into the house. Then I heard the sound of ping-pong in the room, and then an old woman flashed out of the doorway. His eyes were full of eager joy, and he hugged Mizik at once. "My Mizik is back."

After speaking, he held Mizik's face with both hands and looked deeply, and said with satisfaction. "I'm more energetic than before."

Then she looked Mizik up and down. "It's much stronger than it used to be."

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore, and now I earn enough money to support you." Mizik looked at his mother, who was much older than three years ago, and said with a touch in his heart.

"We can still move, where we need you to support us, as long as you can live well, we are satisfied." Mom retorted Mizik's words.

"I heard that Dad went out at noon?" Mizik asked his mother.