At the Datcha

This was/is holiday in the East: while the wife carries out precision work in white overcoat operating a machine at work, the deaf husband pushes a sack barrow. But at the Datcha he is the one in command. The Datcha is held together by more or less firmly fixed cardboard and tin pieces, only prevented from collapsing due to persistent efforts and sacrifies made by father and son. The car needs to be moved too - a task that requires the cumulated knowledge of the DIY man.
A holiday at the Datcha is the last big challenge for our civilization.
This calm observation with slapstick- elements shows how the East could survive for such a long time - what seems a miracle at the same time.