"Have you heard?! They're going to redevelop this place too!!!" A child rushed into the cellar, waving a newspaper. "Look! We're in the first-phase plan!"
The other children crowded around. "What redevelopment? What redevelopment?"
The child unfolded the newspaper. "It looks like they're going to build an overpass here, but to build it, they first have to turn the buildings here into... well... You've been to Living Hell, right? Like that place—all the houses are put inside one building, connected by passageways. It becomes really tall and huge, and everyone can have a place to live! ·"
"Really? I heard my uncle say that the rooms in Living Hell are really expensive, because everyone there can have a private room. Some rich people even have living rooms!"
"If it really becomes like that, can we have rooms too?!" a girl said excitedly. "And the overpass—will it be like the bridge beside our street?!"
"Come on, that bridge over the stinking ditch? How could it compare to an overpass? If you've been downtown, you'd know the overpasses there are taller than the buildings here! ·"
"I really like Living Hell!" A little boy raised his hand. "When I went there to deliver things, the people there were arrogant as hell. But I guess that made sense—they lived in new houses, drank clean water, and there were stores downstairs where they could buy things. Even the kids there dressed cleaner than we did!"
"That's great! If this place really becomes like that, I'm definitely going to live in a room with a window, one where I can see outside. I'll grow a potted flower too..."
The children excitedly imagined what the future would look like. Then a sleepy voice came from the room beside them. "What's going on? Why are you all