The procedure for car repair is very easy to handle, and the process is very simple. As soon as the documents are registered, you can sign here.

You can choose to wait here for the inspection to determine what needs to be repaired, or you can wave around and send a text message to confirm. In terms of method, it is still very flexible.

To Liu Wenrui's surprise, the owner of the car repair shop turned out to be an American named George. At the age of nearly fifty, a large number of beards almost covered their mouths.

The service is really in place, if Liu Wenrui wants to, he can also arrange someone to send the repaired car over, saving him from running back and forth. Of course, all you need to do is pay an extra service fee, which is not covered by the insurance.

It can be said that this is the first time that Liu Wenrui has enjoyed the feeling of God. After coming here, someone has someone to help you take care of everything clearly, and George, the boss, sits here and chats with him the whole time.

This is because he is a customer, and the profit of repairing the car is also high, and it is the insurance company that checks out. So George's workers saw bite marks and scratches when they inspected them, so they didn't see them, and they had to paint the whole car anyway.

Of course, Liu Wenrui also has some hidden costs. There are not many companies that can do insurance business in Kenya, and the normal premiums are high every year. Liu Wenrui has experienced such a thing again, and according to the usual practice, next year's premium will definitely be winged and fly a little.

Liu Wenrui didn't want to think about these anymore, and chose a high-end car delivery service, and George would call him to confirm the time after everything was done.

When I came to the supermarket, I bought a lot of candy and some white sugar. Liu Wenrui took a look and bought some more fruits. This is to be eaten in the car. I'll have to spend the night there tonight and I'll be back tomorrow.

The back seat of Kipkery's car was occupied by him with Xiao Miao Miao and Brother Pingtou. For others, Brother Pingtou is an existence that is not easy to mess with, but for him, he is now a pet at home.

This time, the road is different from what Liu Wenrui and the others walked yesterday. That village was just a village in the outer territory of the Kalai tribe, and this time it was going to be a guest in the Kalai tribe. Because whether or not you can buy sorghum seeds requires the consent of the tribal chief or elder.

You see a very inconspicuous thing, even Kipkori doesn't know that sorghum rice can be bought, sorghum seeds are not for sale. Every tribe has its own temper, you have to follow the temper of the tribe.

This is also a characteristic of many African countries. On the whole, the country's government departments govern the country. However, in the jurisdiction of these tribes, these tribes are still autonomous.

State policy, here depends on the mood of the tribal chief. The chief said that this matter is okay, and if you have to support it, then there is nothing wrong with it. The chief said that you are talking nonsense, then you will play with the eggs.

In the territory of each tribe, the chief is the king, and the word of the chief is the code of conduct and the command.

Otherwise, Liu Wenrui would have directly given up the collective land of these tribes in the choice of farms. It's all good, but I don't have that card.

On the way, I also listened to Masika's introduction, the Kale people are one of the oldest ethnic groups on the African continent. Although some of the previous historical heritage was lost in the war, the Kale are one of the ancient races recognized by the whole of Africa.

The tribal color of the Kale is red, which is the color squeezed from the petals of a flower. The higher the status of the person in the clan, the more red his face will be painted.

In fact, this is also a reminder to Liu Wenrui, even if he is a good boss, he can still toss. When you get to the tribe, you should also be more serious, and you should distinguish according to these colors, so as to save time for making jokes.

As the Kale Clan's headquarters approached, even Kipkori became serious. He didn't expect that there would be a chance to come here with him, and the territory of each tribe is private, and it is an attitude of not being invited.

Not far ahead, the thatched huts that are common in Africa are in full view. The middle one was the largest, four or five times larger than the rest.

Kipkori also hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and there was no official road ahead. He knows the rules, and the rest of the way has to be taken.

At this time, many people also came out of the various grass huts, and as Masika said, many of them had red dye on their faces.

The man who came out of the big house, carrying a scepter full of animal skulls, a lot of feathers on his head, and a red face, was probably the chief of the Kale tribe.

Although there is still a distance, it gives Liu Wenrui the feeling that this person is not easy to mess with. Even if he was dressed very thinly, just with a piece of skin around his waist, his figure looked very shriveled.

It is an existence that is similar to aura and momentum, which cannot be seen or touched, but you can feel it. As soon as this old man appeared, the atmosphere in the neighborhood became different.

Masika carried the bag at the back of the carriage, and Liu Wenrui wrapped up the sleeping girl and Pingtou. Kipcorey was also a little nervous, as if he couldn't walk on crutches.

Masika led them to the chief, put aside the bag he was carrying, knelt down, and muttered.

The syllables are very simple and have a unique rhythm, but others don't want to understand them. As he spoke, he turned his head and pointed to Liu Wenrui and Kipcore, probably introducing them.

Liu Wenrui worked hard to put a smile on his face, in fact, he also has a little regret now. I knew that I would have asked Masika to come back by herself, and what would I do with this fun.

During the whole process, the old man of the chief did not speak, and his eyes were half-open. Just a slight jaw, or a move of his skull scepter.

When the skull scepter was shaken by him, some of the small skulls hanging on it would collide together, making a faint crashing sound.

The little sapling, who was sleeping soundly in Lao Liu's arms, opened his eyes in a daze, looked around briefly, and then locked his eyes on the scepter, "Dad, bite, bite." ”

As he spoke, the little one's hand was still pushing forward. The little hand was spread out, as if to grasp the scepter in his hand.

Lao Liu was so nervous in his heart, where did he think that his daughter would want to play whatever she saw. People are communicating internally, and this scepter is obviously a symbol of power, so how can it be played with casually.

He couldn't do anything, and it was definitely not right to talk nonsense. What you can do is to pat the girl's little body and put a more sincere smile on her face.

At this time, the old man of the chief suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, and he "looked" at Liu Wenrui. But Liu Wenrui was startled, although the chief's eyeballs were still there, he should be blind.

But I don't know why, Liu Wenrui has a feeling that he can see himself.