Chapter 11 also a cat

--------------- also a cat --------------- Tallinn, Yemen, Spring 1998 Yscat It was only ten o'clock in the morning, and the surrounding area was already terribly hot.People are too weak and people are too cheap. Once they get used to a certain environment, they call it suitable and comfortable. If they change it a little, they always feel wrong. The rise or fall of the temperature will affect the mood, and there are excuses to scold - don't scold the sky responsibly. He was already wearing very thin clothes, hoping to be cooler but also afraid of sunburn. It is rare that the guide Muhammad still wore a traditional robe. Together with many of his compatriots, he talked and laughed calmly under the sun.When we got out of the car and walked on the road, those curious eyes came to us with blunt English: Japanese?Korean?No no, I'm from Hong Kong, Chinese.

Ah, China! They were smiling, showing reverence on their faces: China is good, Hong Kong is good, Bruce Lee is good, hello, I am good - of course I know that in this small country by the sea on the Arabian Peninsula, the big country in the midst of mountains and vast deserts Some of the roads were built with the assistance of the Chinese government. Therefore, beside the cliff roads that were cut by magic, we often see the monuments of the martyrs of the Chinese road construction workers. The ancestors mourned from afar. Apart from the highway, it is not difficult to find groceries exported from China in stores. The one that caught me in the market today was the white cat washing powder painted on the panel of the truck. The big Chinese characters imitated turned out to be "Yemao". Everyone is happy with the white cats in Yemen.