The Ruchens neighborhood they are talking about is the core area of the New Delhi government designed and supervised by the British designer Edwin Ruchens in the early 20th century, where in addition to the very imposing office buildings built for the British Imperial Government, a residential complex consisting of single-storey villas, these villas have white facades, surrounded by verdant gardens, this community is the most exclusive area of New Delhi, and there are few residential buildings for sale, because most of the houses here are for high-ranking government officials, which is because it is now 1990, In 2016, I couldn't buy it at all, and a real estate agent once said, "If Luchens' property is sold, the queue will be two kilometers away." ”

Even at this time, it was impossible for Shakru to buy those eight-storey single-storey villas, and he could only buy double-storey or three-storey villas built on the edge of the community in the later period. (In India, a politician's location is a measure of his power in Delhi.) The Department of Housing divides properties into eight categories, with the eighth category of single-storey villas being the highest level reserved for ministers and other top leaders. Former prime ministers and former presidents, as well as their partners, can stay here until their deaths. ）

As it turned out, Ashfakyu did have a good relationship with the director of the real estate department, and under his operation, he really got Shakru a house in Luchens, which is a very beautiful three-story European-style villa with a large lawn courtyard outside.

Although it is only a three-story villa, it is in Luchens after all, so no matter where you say it, you will not have a ** share, so Shakru is very satisfied, the only thing that is a little discordant is the large diesel generator and several huge water tanks, but in New Delhi or in India, these two things are essential. (India's lack of electricity and water is so serious that it's hard for everyone to imagine, and I'll dedicate a plot to talk about these two things later.) ）

Since this time I bought a villa, I can't deal with it like before, I have to hire a large number of servants, which is not a luxury for Shaklu, the reason has been explained earlier, the caste system in India has long been deeply rooted in the marrow of all people, even the servants are strictly hierarchical, the division of labor is clear, the cook is not responsible for serving the food, the food is disdainful of cleaning the yard, and the sweeper of the yard can not clean the toilet, in short, it is clear that a person's work is not divided into several people to do, so there will be a large number of servants, Fortunately, everyone's wages are not high.

As for the original maid, Miss Charles, because Shakru walked around all day and refused to give Charles any chance, so the Shukru couple found a reason to send her to England for a trip, in fact, Shakru also understood what Shukra and Charr meant, but he didn't have the idea of marrying Charles, not that he minded Charles' experience, but that he didn't have feelings for Charles, and in order to develop in India in the future, he must have a high-caste wife, but this is not a hurry, let's touch it slowly.

Not long after buying the house, it was the New Year, which is the traditional Chinese New Year and not the Indian New Year, because India is different from China, it is celebrated for five days from October 31 every year, and this year Shakru is spent at Sanyi's house. (I will describe it in detail in the related works)

It has been more than half a year since I came to India unconsciously, and I have developed from being in debt and being forced to marry at the beginning, to now I am a little successful, and I don't have to worry about money anymore. But I don't know why, whenever in the dead of night, tossing and turning, there is always an indescribable sense of loss and sadness in my heart, and when it comes to today's festival celebrated by all Chinese in the world, this feeling is extremely strong.

Shakru, who was in an extremely depressed mood, drove a car in New Delhi and walked around at will, and gradually he drove away from the city, maybe it was the fresh air on the outskirts of the city, maybe there was no such noisy and irritable crowd, Shakru's mood gradually began to get better, but just when he was about to go home, he suddenly found that a bus rushed out of the corner in front of him, and then two figures were pushed down from the door, and the two people made a great noise when they landed, which shows how much force the push is, And this bus did not stop, but accelerated away.

Although Shakru wanted to catch up with the strange bus, he thought that the two people who had just been pushed down might be injured by it, so he drove the car over, intending to see how they were doing and asking what had happened, and when he got closer, he found that the two people who were pushed down were two young men, a man and a woman, the boy with a blue nose and swollen face and scars, and the girl in tattered clothes and unconscious.

Before Shakru could ask, the boy struggled and shouted, "Help! Help me! We've been robbed! Please, take us to the hospital. ”

Shakru got out of the car to help lift the injured girl and asked, "May I ask what is going on?" You were robbed by that bus? ”

The boy explained: "Here's the thing, my name is Knight, this is my girlfriend Pandey, we are both medical students at the University of Delhi, we watched the movie in the mall tonight because we couldn't catch the bus, so we got on the black bus you just saw, in addition to the two of us, there were seven men, and not long after we got on the bus, they did something to Pandey, I stood up and reprimanded them, but they knocked them to the ground. ”

Speaking of this, Knight's expression became extremely painful: "Then they tied me up with a rope and locked me in the cab, and started to take turns in the back to Pandey, I heard Pandy begging for mercy, yelling and screaming, but they didn't care at all, they just bullied Pandey." Finally they stripped us naked and pushed us out of the car! ”

PS: This incident is a real thing, it happened in 2012, and the impact at that time was very large, given that some book friends in the book review area recently expressed their desire to see such a plot, and this kind of thing is almost a label in India, so it is impossible for me not to write, so I brought the incident forward.

In addition, there are some remarks that I don't understand very well, some people say that I am picking on the dark side of India to write, and I am in black India, and I do not have a comprehensive understanding of this country and nation, so I wantonly express my own opinions. But what I want to say is, no matter what country or what nationality, as long as there is something wrong, why should you be afraid of people saying it? Are environmental pollution, racial discrimination, and frequent outbreaks of strong X all the right things? Don't let people say it yet? It's so interesting!