How strict are Germans in life?

For Germans, the wife at home is the government, and she is in charge of his food, clothing, housing and transportation. So what does real government mean to ordinary Germans? Several business trips to Germany made me realize the characteristics of Germany’s “small government, big citizens”. No one is checking tickets at the subway platform, there is no need to store bags in shopping malls, and there are no cleaners dragging long brooms on the streets, but they are clean. There are no car horns blaring on the road, and it is rare to see teenagers graffiti on the plain brick walls of the train station. Once, I went to a German colleague's house as a guest and found a sign hanging on the doorknob of his house - "Today it is my turn to clean the public house." It turns out that in residential communities in German towns, the task of cleaning public areas is passed down from household to household using hangtags like this. The roads in Germany are not like the traffic police in Chinese cities who direct traffic at every post and every ten steps. Most of the roads are two lanes, and some roads don’t even have traffic lights. Pedestrians have absolute priority when crossing zebra crossings. This kind of priority This is entirely ensured by drivers and pedestrians abiding by the law and being self-disciplined. Germans drive very well. Regardless of whether they are driving a Mercedes-Benz, BMW or Volkswagen, as long as there is a zebra crossing in front of them, the driver will slow down in advance. Once, I finished my work in Stuttgart and set out to return home. I dragged a suitcase out of the hotel and had to cross the narrow zebra crossing to the S-Bahn light rail station on the opposite side. The heavy suitcase overturned on the zebra crossing, and I was dragged so that I lost my center of gravity and fell to the ground. It was too late, but soon, a white BMW stopped steadily outside the zebra crossing, and I saved a small life. The car owner got out of the car and shook his head and shrugged at me. From his body language, I understood that he was also shocked. This zebra crossing was drawn a little past the curve of the road. Although it did not form a visual blind spot, it was not easy to see clearly from a distance. If it weren't for his rigid early deceleration, it would definitely have been a bloody disaster. Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, Germans are unsmiling at work. They rarely "get to know strangers" and it takes two or three months for them to gradually become easygoing in their greetings. Some German colleagues have been calling me "Mrs" for seven years. In Germany, they all rush home after get off work. Similar to Eastern countries where men come home in the middle of the night to entertain clients, it rarely happens.