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As the car drove through the neighborhood, Tang Wan's gaze also flew out of the window. She started out watching the scenery as the car weaved through several dense forests and trees.

Soon, they reached an open road. It was untarred and muddy. There were also several potholes in the ground and the car juggled a few times as they drove.

Tang Wan was seated in the backseat of the car so she was quite relaxed as she leaned onto the seat. The driver was a middle-aged man who was towed daily from Beijing to her destination. It was just a few kilometers away from Beijing.

Yet, the difference between the two places was vastly different.

It turned out that away from the places most of them knew, there were also some places different from theirs. And their manner of living was different.

It was a run-down area. Not only was it dilapidated, but it also looked more like a village. Something rare to find in the 21st century.