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At this moment, the melody of "East is Red" blared from the factory loudspeaker. Several wooden-bodied trucks with canvas tops rumbled toward the warehouse across the street. The drivers inside each sat smoking and puffing their chests out, looking arrogant and unconcerned.,Let a modern person return to seventy years ago, whether it's back to the countryside, the initial days don't mention how awkward.,In my past life, I was overwhelmed with stress and responsibilities. I had no time to appreciate the little things in life.。