I run a food city in the last days

However, what these Xia people did not expect was that the Dona Civilization was really too advanced. Although, as promised before, the Dona Civilization allocated a place and did not interfere with their lives and allowed them to continue their original culture. The impact of higher civilization on lower civilization is unimaginable.

A better and more convenient life, a broader world... these all have endless appeal, and cannot be stopped by a few "not allowed", not to mention that they are even smaller than ethnic minorities here, just like Is it a drop of water that merges into the ocean and still wants to maintain its independence? It's impossible. Once you fall in, you won't even be able to find any traces.

The Dorna civilization didn't have to do anything special to them at all, they naturally blended into it little by little.

And those legends about their own splendid civilization, just a little bit, have really turned from nostalgia for their homeland into stories like a book from heaven.

It's not that the people of the Xia Kingdom didn't miss their homeland, it was just that their homeland was so remote that they didn't even know if that world still existed.

As a result, from generation to generation, not many people still remember their "roots".

Until now, all the former immigrants from Xia Country can still remember the past here.

They saw photos of Delicate Food Street taken by others on the Internet, and overnight they moved out the diaries of their ancestors that had been passed down for generations. After comparing them, they discovered that Delicate Food Street was indeed the legendary Xia Kingdom style.

So they rushed over immediately, and finally saw what those hand-drawn pictures really looked like, and then they couldn't help crying.

They are among the very few immigrants who can still maintain the inheritance of their original civilization. Their ancestors have always felt guilty for abandoning their homeland and choosing to leave. However, the Dona civilization has its own considerations. Under normal circumstances, immigrants cannot obtain any news about their homeland. .

Therefore, this has become a heart disease of Xia immigrants, and it has been passed down from generation to generation.

When the old man said this, he held her hand very excitedly and asked: "Are you from our hometown? Our world finally escaped disaster, right?"

She finally understood why they were so excited. It turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Looking at this group of excited people, she was speechless for a moment. She could only let them hold her hands and look at them eagerly.

It is impossible to lie. One lie often requires thousands of lies to make up for it. And she is sure that although the two worlds have similar civilizations, there must be more different details, so lies must be easily exposed. , then it will be equivalent to giving them hope and then shattering it with your own hands, and the blow will only be heavier than now.

So after she composed herself, she said harshly: "No, I think you and I are not from the same world."

Strong disappointment filled his eyes, but the old man still had a glimmer of hope: "How can you be sure? Ah, of course, I know that time has passed for a long time, maybe you just don't know? But recall the history of your world , maybe we can find some clues..."

Looking at the other party's hopeful eyes, she felt her heart heavy, but she still could only shake her head: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's not really the case."

The old man seemed to have all his strength suddenly taken away, and he suddenly collapsed on the chair.

The others also looked shocked and didn't make a sound for a long time.

She can actually understand their mood, and sometimes they can deceive themselves without news, but now her appearance seems to be the opportunity to break their inner utopia.

I don't know who started it, but the whimpering sounds sounded again. This time it was far less exciting than before, but it sounded even more uncomfortable.

She felt that she was not suitable to stay here anymore, so she left silently, stood outside and looked up at the starry sky. She took a deep breath and felt the traces of nostalgia lingering in her heart.

At this moment, she felt that she was far away from home and far away from all her familiar relatives and friends. The discomfort made her feel like her breathing was heavy.

When Gu Huaiting came, he found his wife floating on the lake with several jars of wine, pouring herself a glass of wine. He jumped over from another boat lightly and sat cross-legged, keenly aware that she was not in a good mood.

The little Yiye Bianzhou couldn't lie down side by side, so he had to look at her face from the other side and asked softly: "Ayin, what's wrong with you?"

She didn't answer, just took an empty cup from the side and threw it over, but he caught it steadily.

Throwing another jar of wine over, she said only one word: "Drink."

He didn't ask any more questions and just drank quietly with her.

Everyone drank the wine quickly. She played with the wine glass, but her eyes lingered on the starry sky above the space station.

There is a poem by a flower grower called "This month once illuminated the ancients", but when it comes to her, the moon is gone. Although the stars in the sky are still bright, they have never illuminated the ancients she knows.

Gu Huaiting guessed something and asked softly: "Are you homesick?"

"Where you are is my home." She responded calmly, "But today I met the Xia country immigrants. Do you know them?"

He fell into memories and nodded after a while: "I know, I have been to their world."

She became a little more interested, raised her upper body with her arms, and urged him to continue with her eyes.

The story told by Gu Huaiting was similar to that told by the old man. The world suffered a devastating blow from the Edenians, and the rules of the world could no longer sustain it. According to the speed at which the rules collapsed at that time, the world could last for another ten years at most.

She was shocked: "So that world is gone?"

"Yes," he counted the time, "more than thirty years have passed. I remember that when the world was destroyed, we still recorded it."

She was silent for a moment and sighed: "At this time, I am extremely lucky that my world expelled the Edenians in time."

She sat up and made some space. Gu Huaiting took the opportunity to sit next to her, stopped her shoulder, and asked about today's events.

Hearing that the Xia people mistook her for someone from his own world, he suddenly realized: "So that's the case, but speaking of it, there are quite a lot of similarities in the history of your two worlds."

"That's why I feel sad." She leaned on the other person's shoulder, drawing heat and strength from her husband.

After staying quietly for a while, she felt that her mood had improved a lot, and she took Gu Huaiting to pick up the group of Xia country immigrants.

Knowing that he was the special commissioner at that time, the group of people timidly asked many questions. Gu Huaiting told all the things behind that world based on the idea that long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. As a result, they burst into tears again and left suddenly. .