"Comrade, where did you hear these rumors?"
It's so unreliable, how can you talk about them like this?
Although some rural areas are indeed poor, they're not this poor, are they?
"That's definitely not our Great Northeast."
The young man who responded looked about twenty, and he spoke of his hometown with pride.
"We have vast black soil, a complete industrial system, and resources like coal mines, iron mines, and oil fields. Admittedly, some places are poor, but that's only temporary."
"I believe you."
The young man smiled and was about to speak when his companion in the same carriage nudged him, "Why are you telling them all this?"
"Can't I say it?"
The young man looked over in surprise, and his companion frowned, "The master told you to talk less and do more, have you forgotten?"
Upon hearing this, the young man recoiled slightly and awkwardly told Qiao Jun and the others, "You guys chat, I won't say anymore."
