135. Pollution

The tram was buzzing in the barrier. Ren Xiaosu had never been on a tram before, but it was the first time he had seen this kind of "bus".

Everyone only needs to put two cents into the box at the entrance when getting on the bus, and they can sit far, far away, even from the starting station to the terminal station without any problem.

Wang Fugui had heard of trams a long time ago. After all, he had dealt with people in the fortress before, so he would always talk about the novelties in the fortress.

So when Ren Xiaosu said he wanted to visit the fortress, Wang Fugui said that the tram was the most convenient and cost-effective means of transportation.

"Brother," Yan Liuyuan said, leaning on the window, "people in this fortress will definitely not have such things as worries. Life is so convenient and safe. You only need to do some light work in the fortress, and you can enjoy a life hundreds of times better than that of refugees."

"How can a person be free from worries?" Ren Xiaosu sat next to him and smiled, "Even Luo Lan has worries, and such things will not decrease with the increase of material base."

"That's right." Yan Liuyuan nodded: "Then do you think there is such a kind of person in this world who can have no troubles?"

Ren Xiaosu said, "Yes, dead."

Yan Liuyuan slowly turned his head to look at Ren Xiaosu: "Brother, do you think this is appropriate for such a festive day..."

"Even an idiot like Chen Wudi has troubles," Ren Xiaosu sighed. At this time, Chen Wudi was sitting in the last row, and the swelling on his face hadn't gone away. He didn't know where he went yesterday or who he was beaten up...

On both sides of the streets of this fortified city, there are breakfast dumplings, tofu nao, etc., as well as hardware groceries.

There are pedestrians passing by on the sidewalk beside the street, and occasionally there are people on bicycles speeding along the street.

Ren Xiaosu asked curiously: "How much does a bicycle cost in the barrier? I feel that this thing is very convenient for transportation."

There used to be a "squire" in the market town who bought a bicycle that was circulated in the barrier, but it was stolen that night. In order to escape the pursuit of the squire, the thief just rode his bicycle and ran to other barriers...

Bicycles are a luxury item in market towns, something you can’t even buy.

"I'll ask in the afternoon," Wang Fugui said, "it shouldn't be cheap. After all, resources are so scarce now. You can see that the clothes of those cyclists are more square. It seems that they are relatively rich in the barrier.

"

"If I had known about the road, I would have asked Jiang Wu more," Ren Xiaosu regretted. They had never been to the barrier, but Jiang Wu grew up in the barrier.

It's just that now Jiang Wu has gone to the school to report and continue to be a teacher, so he should also be in the 13th barrier.

...

On the way, Ren Xiaosu heard someone discussing something beside him: "Did you hear that Wall 113 has been abandoned. It is said that the previous earthquake directly knocked down Wall 113, and even people from the Qing Consortium fled to our wall."

"Really?" Someone said in amazement: "It wasn't mentioned in the radio news."

"I'm sure I won't tell you about it on the broadcast," the man said with a smile, "but I have a friend who has a cooperative relationship with the Qing Consortium. He told me that the big shots of the Qing Consortium came to our stronghold yesterday, and they said they brought in dozens of refugees."

"Refugees?" The other person was surprised: "Refugees are not working hard outside, what are they doing here?"

Ren Xiaosu glanced at them and didn't speak, only heard another person say: "Who knows, and I don't know if it will bring in diseases, bacteria, and pollution from outside."

"Hush, look at those people behind us, they seem to be those refugees!" One person said in surprise.

After such a reminder, the other people in the car looked back at them, and the more they looked, the more they felt that Ren Xiaosu and the others might really be refugees.

Then Yan Liuyuan was surprised to see that all these people got off at the next stop.

It was only one stop, and they were the only ones left on the tram. If the driver didn't want to drive, Yan Liuyuan felt that the driver had got off the bus!

Ren Xiaosu looked at the six of them. Today they all changed into washed clothes, and everyone also took a bath with boiling water, and their faces and bodies were not dirty.

But the problem is that there is a big difference in the styles of clothes that refugees can buy, or the skin of refugees after sun exposure.

"Brother," Yan Liuyuan said in a low voice, "I feel that the people in the barrier are not friendly at all."

No one even asked these barrier people, they just guessed that they were refugees, and avoided them like they were hiding from the plague.

It's just because they may be carrying germs from outside, because what the barrier has taught them since childhood is that the reason why the refugees cannot come in is because the refugees have been "polluted".

Ren Xiaosu didn't reply, he just said calmly: "Sister Xiaoyu, go and buy two new clothes for each of us tomorrow, everyone put on the new clothes, we will look more like barrier people."

"I won't wear it," Yan Liuyuan protested in a low voice, as if putting on the new clothes meant bowing his head to those barrier people.

Ren Xiaosu said: "Whether it's in the wilderness or in the fortress, if you want to survive, you must first integrate and understand, and then you have the ability to resist. When you can't change the environment, you must first learn to disguise yourself."

Wang Fugui was taken aback when he heard this. He didn't expect that Ren Xiaosu would apply his theories applicable to the wilderness to the barrier, so this is treating the barrier as a place like the wilderness?

Just let Ren Xiaosu continue to say: "Maybe we will leave the barrier one day, everyone be prepared."

Yan Liuyuan's eyes lit up when he heard these words. He who knew Ren Xiaosu best had already heard that Ren Xiaosu had already given up!

But Wang Fugui smiled and said: "Why don't we leave tomorrow, I don't know why, but I always feel that life in the market town is more comfortable."

"No hurry," Ren Xiaosu shook his head and said, "We can't go out now, we'll talk about it when I find a chance."

At this time, the vehicle arrived at the terminal, and Ren Xiaosu and the others planned to take the car back the same way, but at this time everyone saw that there were many single-family houses with small yards in front of the terminal.

From a distance, this area does not seem small, but it is much more secluded than other places.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu grabbed the tram driver and asked, "What place is this?"

"This is a wealthy area of ​​our fortress," the driver said. "Only the rich and powerful can live in it. There are no tram lines in it, because everyone living here has a private car."

While speaking, the driver shrank back, afraid of getting too close to Ren Xiaosu.