"Uncle Sun, please be careful if your legs are numb. Pay attention to your steps." Li Wen quickly stepped forward and grabbed Director Sun's arm.

"It's still down-to-earth and comfortable! I haven't been to the province for many years, and my back and legs are really sore and cramped all the way. When I was young, I worked as a clerk in the army, and I would sleep as soon as I got in the car. I couldn't move. But now I can't do it anymore. I'm old. I will still be there in the future.

Just stay in the county seat." After getting off the car, Director Sun patted his thigh and sighed.

"You are only in your early fifties, you are still young, you are old! Hurry up and move around, let's get out of the station quickly."

"Xiao Li, the child is too dizzy, so I'll leave first. Remember the address. I'll come to my house as a guest when you have time. I'll treat you to a meal." Liu Wenhua, whom I met in the car in the distance, carried his son, who had fallen asleep due to motion sickness, on his back.

Li Wen waved his hand.

"Okay, Uncle Liu, please go first. I will visit your home later when I have time." Li Wen responded with a smile.

The bus station in Chang'an City is well built, with small ceramic tiles on the two-story building, and the entire parking lot is paved with cement. Li Wen walked in the parking lot, and if he didn't look at the crowds and vehicles around him, he would feel like he had returned to his previous life.

County station.

"Where are you two comrades going?" As soon as we left the station, the tricycle master who was lying around outside asked us on his tricycle.

There are no taxis in this era. There are three ways of public transportation in the city. The first is public trams, the second is buses, and the third is relatively tall private tricycles.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the two-wheeled human rickshaws active in the city were the ones seen on TV, which relied on human power and feet to pull.

However, with the development of society and the equality of ideas, some people had already put forward the slogan of abolishing rickshaws during the Republic of China. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, rickshaws gradually disappeared from the streets and alleys of the city.

Of course, cities cannot live without public transportation. With the disappearance of human-powered two-wheeled rickshaws, human-powered tricycles have begun to flourish, and countless tricycle drivers have appeared in the city.

At this time, someone again pointed out that human-powered tricycles are also discriminatory, but in the end the state came forward to explain. In tricycles, everyone is seated, with equal status, and the division of labor in society is different. Everyone earns money by labor, and people who ride on tricycles also make appointments.

After paying, it is equal. Until the beginning of the 21st century, many towns still used human-powered tricycles as public transportation.

"Comrade, how much does it cost for the two of us to go to the Provincial Writers Association?" Li Wen was quite curious about this tricycle, but he also respected it, so he walked up and asked with a smile.

Don’t underestimate the tricycle drivers of the 1960s! They were all serious earners, eating from the government and receiving wages.

"You two are together, right? Just give me 50 cents." The person riding the tricycle is a tall man in his thirties from Guanzhong. His skin is tanned, but his toothbrushes are very white, and the bicycle is also very clean.

"Okay, please." Li Wen took out fifty cents and handed it over.

He turned back and shouted to Director Sun at the station door: "Uncle Sun, let's go by car. We've already made arrangements."

"Little comrade, keep your ticket. You can reimburse it when you go back." The middle-aged driver took out the written tricycle ticket and handed it to Li Wen. Li Wen looked at it and saw that it said Chang'an Tricycle Management Office, and

Date amount and driver's name.

In this era, tricycles were also formal units and could be issued tickets.

"Are these two comrades on a business trip to the provincial capital? You can see that they are cultural people." After getting on the tricycle, the driver started chatting with the two of them.

In any era, these taxi drivers are a living business card of the city. Each one of them is very eloquent. You can learn about history, culture, and current affairs from their mouths. Li Wen also likes to communicate with these people.

"Comrade, are there many tricycles in Chang'an?" How is his usual work? Li Wen smiled and chatted with the tricycle driver.

"There are so many. Chang'an is a big city with a population of three million after all. The total number of tricycles alone exceeds 4,000, not counting buses and trams.

"There have been no wars in recent years, life has become better, and the urban population is increasing. These more than 4,000 tricycles are not enough. I heard from the leaders above that we will have motorized tricycles by the end of the year. I am excited to think about it. If I

It would be great to be able to drive one." The driver said that he was very excited about riding a bicycle.

"Yes! The country is developing better and better, and you can drive a car to pull people in the future." Li Wen nodded and said with a smile.

"Hey! What you said, little comrade, is even more outrageous than what I said. Cars are at least suitable for department-level cadres. If I can drive a car in my life, I will be able to laugh even if I die." After listening to Li Wen, the driver

After saying that, I laughed out loud.

It's just that the elder brother never thought that he would actually comply with Li Wen's words. In the 1980s, after riding a tricycle for more than ten years, he was about to retire, and he actually started driving a taxi.

After chatting with Li Wen for a few minutes, the driver stopped talking in order to save energy. The tricycle driver was also very hard on the six or seven kilometers journey, sweating profusely and panting due to heat. Fortunately, the city has built cement roads.

The bike rides very smoothly, otherwise Li Wen might not be able to sit down.

The tricycle driver stopped talking, and Li Wen sat in the car and watched the city scenery. At this time, the future international tourist metropolis is not as good as the county town in the 21st century. There are residential houses or factory units everywhere, and the two- and three-story buildings are very

Not much, I guess the tallest ones are the pagoda and the Bell and Drum Tower.

There are no traffic lights on the road, and there are no traffic jams. The most popular ones are bicycles. Occasionally buses and trams pass by, and the place is full of the atmosphere of the times.

There are many oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages on both sides of the road. Occasionally, there are fellow villagers setting up stalls selling agricultural specialties on both sides of the road. The life is full of atmosphere. The pace of life in the city is so slow, and the faces of people on the street are also full of smiles. It can impress future generations.

The so-called urban happiness index.

After walking for a while, there were more bicycles on the street, and countless workers in blue overalls began to take to the streets. Li Wen looked at the time, and it turned out that it was time to get off work at noon.

"The two comrades have arrived at the station!" Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the station smoothly. The tricycle master pulled the handbrake and stopped.

"Master Zhang, thank you for your hard work. Thank you for your explanation along the way." Li Wen got out of the car and shook hands with Comrade Tricycle.

"Uncle Sun, let's find a place to eat first? It's already off-duty time, and there's no one there when we go in." Li Wen looked at Director Sun, who was looking at the door of the Writers Association, and asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!