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Catherine got into this small car made in the Soviet Union.om

She yawned.

Last night, Catherine had a sudden impulse and ran to the Kremlin.

Well, it was just a whim.

The sunrise in the Soviet Union is no different from that in the United States.

In other words, unless you are in the Antarctic Circle or the Arctic Circle, there seems to be no difference between sunrise and sunset.

But when the car drove onto the street, what Catherine noticed was this atmosphere that was completely different from America.

Unlike the United States, it is rare to see high-rise buildings as densely packed as those in the United States on the streets of Moscow.

Of course, it is not the garden-style architectural style that the school district advocates.

This is another feeling.

"Um...what's the problem?"

Catherine found that the driver seemed to be observing her through the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Uh-no, it's nothing. Sorry."

The other party is a typical Soviet man. Probably because he is honest and understands English, he is now acting as Catherine's temporary driver and translator.

After all, Catherine strongly requested that no one else accompany her in the car, so she had to use this compromise method.

"What happened?"

Catherine noticed that this guy was actually blushing.

So interesting.

In the bold and avant-garde United States, Catherine's dress was not out of the ordinary, but in the Soviet Union, it was a little avant-garde.

More importantly...it's February now.

"Aren't you... cold?"

Of course, the Soviet Union was not as conservative as China. When the trend of miniskirts swept the world, the Soviet Union was no exception.

But Catherine's dress clearly shows that she has a "demeanor rather than warmth" feeling.

"Ah, it doesn't matter, I'm different from you."

Catherine waved her hand.

To be precise, Catherine is now more afraid of heat than cold. Because of the small heat dissipation area, at this time, Catherine said that she was not stressed at all. It was just a cold wind, and Catherine's body was able to adapt.

"That...is the priest?"

Catherine was a little surprised.

This was not yet in Moscow, and at this moment, Catherine discovered that she had actually seen... Father?

Wait. And goats?

Is this a divine horse?

"That's a traditional custom in Armenia. They were probably sacrificing lambs."

"Armenians?"

Catherine seems to have realized that feelings are a minority in the Soviet Union.

The Republic of Armenia, referred to as Armenia. It is a small Asian mountainous country located in the Caucasus region at the junction of Europe and Asia. It is also one of the many republics that became independent after the collapse of the Soviet Union.

Of course, today, this is still part of the Soviet Union.

Although the car drove very slowly, the Armenians gradually disappeared from Catherine's sight.

"Is this a student who goes to school?"

Teenagers in twos and threes were wearing black button-down school uniforms. Girls were wearing long skirts and blue clothes, and they were in groups.

For a moment, compared to the previous section of the road, this place seemed to be very lively.

As the school was almost approaching, Catherine noticed bright red slogans hanging on the streets.

“Achieve education reform!”

“Implement the General Secretary’s line!”

Each slogan represents the Soviet people's determination to reform.

Although it is a few years later than China, that Andropov seems to really intend to do this.

"pity……"

Mild measures were ineffective in this country. Catherine had no doubt of it.

At least, in Catherine's imagination, there seemed to be no similar method.

Unless General Secretary Yuri appears out of nowhere and brainwashes the entire Soviet leadership, that's pretty much it.

But the real world is not "Red Alert"...

Gradually, there were more and more houses, and there were more and more houses with unique Soviet style.

"Take me to a more prosperous urban area. By the way, I heard that there is an interesting GUM department store in Mexico. I want to visit it."

Catherine commanded.

"OK."

The driver used the intercom to inform the other two escorting cars of the situation, and then the car began to accelerate.

GUM State Department Store is located on the east side of Moscow's Red Square, behind the Kremlin. "GUM" means "State Department Store" in Russian.

This is a must-see attraction in Moscow...

"etc--"

At this time, Catherine saw a farmers market.

"dried fruit".

On the blue sign, it says this in Russian.

"I'm going to take a look, please stop."

"OK."

The other party spoke Russian into the intercom again.

Afterwards, Catherine was let go.

"——————!"

Looking at Catherine wearing a black trench coat outside, the driver seemed to feel that something was wrong, but... what exactly was wrong, he couldn't tell.

What's going on?

On the other side, Catherine has entered the market.

Although it was called a "farmer's market," Catherine found that there didn't seem to be many products to choose from.

When Gorbachev was Minister of Transport, he successfully destroyed the Soviet Union's transportation environment, resulting in crops rotting in the fields but unable to be transported, while the other side was extremely short of food.

On the streets of Moscow, large-scale and majestic marble buildings can be seen everywhere; on both sides of the wide and neat asphalt roads, rows of trees, lawns, green spaces, and flower beds form the unique scenery of Moscow.

But if you want to buy a pack of cigarettes, you often have to walk a long way in Moscow because there are not many kiosks and kiosks on the streets. The Soviet Union did not allow private individuals to set up stalls to sell goods in public places.

Farmers' markets are also uniformly managed by the state and have fixed locations. They only sell agricultural and sideline products, meat, milk, eggs, fish products, fruits, flowers and various vegetables. Private sales of industrial products or daily necessities such as clothing, shoes and hats are not allowed.

Just like the place where Catherine is now.

Seeing Catherine getting out of the car, the translator of course followed Catherine.

But obviously, they are redundant.

Catherine just scanned the place completely before getting back into the car.

"let's go."

Catherine pouted.

Now the Soviets are just facing the dilemma of having goods that cannot be allocated. Although there are also shortages of materials, if the transportation problem can be solved, at least it will not be so difficult.

Now Gorbachev is in charge of agriculture.

In a few years, the Soviet Union's agriculture will inevitably be in ruins, and then there will be something really good to see.

"Could it be that the Soviet Union offended Tutou in his previous life, so Tutou came back to take revenge in this life?"

Catherine suddenly had an infinitely malicious suspicion...

Don't tell me, this is really possible.

If it were anyone else, even with the support of Western countries, few would be able to dismember Su Li so completely...

We walked and stopped all the way. By the time we approached the Red Square, it was already half past eight.

The exterior walls are covered with marble, and chandeliers are hung in the foyer, which is magnificent. The auxiliary buildings on both sides or four corners are shorter, and the central main building is tall and topped with a thin spire. This is the typical style of Russian architecture.

The further you go into the city, the more you can see buildings like this.

Originally, Catherine planned to visit the All-Russian Exhibition Center, but due to time constraints, Catherine had to give up this plan temporarily.

At the entrance of the largest department store in Moscow, Catherine did not get out of the car, but just asked the driver to stop. Then she quietly looked out the window at the passers-by.

Because it was winter, many people were wearing coats, and large Russian-style coats wrapped up all the pedestrians on the street.

Their clothes are mainly blue and white, and occasionally two people wearing red or other colors can be seen. Most of these people are women.

The buses passing by from time to time reminded Catherine of China in the 1990s.

"This is the Soviet Union."

Catherine murmured.

"Is this the Soviet Union?"

She looked at the end of the road.

The boxy sedan has no 21st century feel at all. This style of car has begun to become rare in the United States, but in the Soviet Union, it is still the mainstream.

"Excuse me. What is that?"

Catherine suddenly noticed that not far away, there seemed to be something strange, similar to a vending machine.

To be honest, Catherine had seen a lot of this stuff, and she was really curious at this time.

"That's a carbonated soda vending machine, ma'am." The driver answered Catherine's question responsibly: "The cup on the left is for drinking water, and the cup on the right is for disinfection."

At this time, there were no disposable paper cups in the Soviet Union.

"By the way, what is the scene like when Soviet people get married? I'm quite interested in it."

Traditional Western-style weddings are usually officiated by priests, but this is the Soviet Union. Catherine is really curious.

"Normally, we would swear an oath or sign marriage documents in front of the Lenin statue, then go to the Square to lay flowers at the tomb of the martyrs, and then go home or go to a restaurant for dinner..."

Okay, change the soup but not the medicine.

Catherine looked to the sky.

"Hey, what's your name? I don't think I know it yet."

Catherine asked suddenly.

The driver looked at Catherine through the rearview mirror, opened his mouth, and after hesitating for a long time, said: "Sergey Mikhailovich Brin."

"What do you think of this country?"

Catherine looked out the window. On the faces, Catherine could see neither the decadence of losing the future nor the vitality of embracing the future.

It was a "daily routine" that had adapted to everything.

After Sergey heard this sentence, his voice seemed to be an octave higher.

"I am proud of my motherland. We defeated fascism, we exposed the Western invaders to their ugliness, we have the best system in the world, and we also have the most tenacious will in the world."

"Are you from the Soviet Union?"

"I, Sergey, will always be loyal to my motherland, and I will fight for my career for the rest of my life!"

"Then cherish it... Now, it's time to take me to see your General Secretary Andropov..."

Catherine glanced out the window again.

This is 1984.

In the Soviet Union in 1984, reforms were underway...

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Second update today!

Integrity! I will definitely get my integrity back!

There is one more update to be updated when I get up...

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