Huihui

Liu Chang'an arrived at Gao Dewei's home just before lunch. Gao Dewei came out to meet him, and from a distance, Liu Chang'an saw a majestic Strong Deer Tractor rolling over. Gao Dewei waved from the cab.

"My tractor's cool, right? I just crushed a bunch of toy cars with it." Gao Dewei stopped beside Liu Chang'an, jumped down, and patted the tire.

"Was it a tractor race or a drifting competition?" Liu Chang'an asked with a smile as he climbed into the cab. "Let me try it."

The tractor's cab only had one seat. Liu Chang'an sat down while Gao Dewei stood on the footboard outside and said, "Neither. My brothers found a road with huge puddles and dirt slopes, so they went to test their off-road vehicles. They kept competing at that muddy slope, then I drove this tractor over and wiped the floor with them. They only came back to eat because they thought it stopped being fun."

Men's happiness was just that simple. A puddle and a dirt slope could keep them entertained for ages.

There was no need for a large tractor to be optimized for off-roading. It simply crushed ordinary off-road vehicles with its sheer size and horsepower. Gao Dewei's brothers were clearly normal men, and normal men liked arguing over which off-road vehicle was more capable.

Some obscure psychological research suggested that men's insistence on testing off-road vehicles' capabilities was much like their love of proving and bragging about their own masculine prowess. So, once they could afford to choose their favorite off-road vehicles, they loved comparing their vehicles' off-road performance.

Directly comparing their masculine prowess would be somewhat vulgar, but doing it another way made it presentable while still satisfying men's urge to compete.

In other words, grown men comparing vehicle performance