"Then why are we still making trains?" Amirhui glared.

Little Lori was coquettish: "I don't do it!" ”

"Okay, okay, I promise you that it won't be possible?!" Amirhui agreed with a smile.

The group all walked into the carriage, and the trunk door was not closed. In fact, this is mostly the case with train cars in India.

In a car with Amir Hui, there was a middle-aged man and an Indian cutie, and an aunt, two children and a young woman.

The aunt on the right hand holds a child in one hand and another in the other, and the younger one doesn't seem to be able to walk. To Amirhui's surprise, she took out a bottle of Coca-Cola labeled CocaColan and gave it to the younger child, who grabbed the bottle and drank it happily, and then gave it to the older child.

Amir Hui sighed in his heart: Indians are really open, at the age when they drink milk, people drink Coke! Don't be afraid of high blood sugar!

The girl next to the aunt is obviously the little daughter-in-law who has just gotten married, and the 'henna' in her hand is so complicated to draw. Amir Hui glanced at her, she was wrapped in a green saree, all kinds of jewelry, but I don't know why Amir Hui felt that these jewelry were not real at a glance.

And when the middle-aged man was looking at Amirhui, he was also observing them with his eyes.

There were still a few empty bunks, and Amirhui naturally hooked up with them, and the beautiful cutie seemed to have just joined the work, and seeing the complexion of Amirhui's group, he was uncertain and conversed in English. She is Amir Hui, who has the purest English accent among so many Indians during this time, but unfortunately the beauty is a little shy, and the topic naturally can't be opened.

Like her aunt and another young woman, she didn't talk much.

The man talked a lot, but his English level was very average, and he didn't talk a few words, and the man took out the police detective certificate and showed Amir Hui and them, "I'm a police inspector, and I'm going to the capital to carry out a mission to catch thieves, and I get off the train at the same station as you." ”

Dixit was very surprised and said, "You are a police officer." ”

"Great." Amir Hui and Amir Yu were more than surprised, because they were not criminals, so they didn't have to be afraid. And I have long heard that there are many thieves on this train, and I am not afraid of causing trouble with this person.

After the goal was achieved, Amir Hui and his people began to walk around, walking to the smoking area in the middle of the two carriages to see the scenery, Indian trains are not closed, and you can get off the train to take pictures when you stop. Uncle Detective didn't know if he was bored or if he thought his line was fun, and he followed Amirhui wherever he went, and the big guy quickly became acquainted. "My name is Kutata", "My name is Amir Hui", "Amir Yu, Dixit. ”

Breakfast is a boxed lunch on the train, 25 pais, vegetarian, curry-flavored, although it can't be compared with Hui's mother, but it tastes good, and the three of them are swept away like a cloud to eat at all.

Uncle Inspector brought rice from home, it was a kind of pancake pasta, wrapped in a kind of pickle-like thing with his hands, kneaded it by hand for a long time, and then put curry juice in his mouth, and said generously: "Come and taste my pickles, this is made of mango, very good." ”

"Thank you." Amir Hui was also not polite, and tasted a small piece with Dixit and Amiryu, and it tasted like kimchi, so sour and salty but fragrant.

"Delicious"

"Thank you, uncle"

Amir Jade and Dixit grinned in thanks. Dixit was greedy, and unceremoniously asked for two more pieces, and Uncle Cha was happy to give more when he saw that she liked it.

The majority of Indians are vegetarians and do not eat all meat, including eggs. Although this Uncle Police Inspector is a vegetarian, he saw him trample on a "Xiaoqiang" to death, and he stepped on it barefoot, so why not? People are police inspectors, and they still have guns, and they may still kill people at the current mission.

The train was so lively, with a lot of people selling things and tea, and there was a popular hot drink, Chai, or Indian milk tea, which is black tea with milk and sugar and sometimes ginger juice, for 10 pai per cup.

The Chai seller walked around in front of Amir Hui and them N times, and it wasn't like he hadn't eaten this thing before, and he didn't have much interest in it when he was really full.

Dixit, however, was already hungry, so Uncle Cha bought one for himself and told them to buy it and try it.

This kind of milk tea is packed in a relatively sealed pot, sold in disposable paper cups, and it is boiled, in fact, it is very clean and hygienic. ”

"Give me a copy of the language newspaper by the way."

Amirhui stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Relieve boredom." ”

Indian English-language media and Indian-language newspapers, are two different fields.

Hindi-language newspapers reach deeper into the more grassroots areas and are closer to the people. For example, the Times of India currently has local editions in the country's top 10 cities, and each local edition has its own editorial department, and the editors can add some local news every day according to the local situation.

The Indian-language daily newspapers not only mimic the way English-language media work, but also do it more locally. Some of the major Indian-language newspaper groups not only publish local editions on a district basis, but some even publish township editions. This highly grassroots-oriented reality has made it imperative for the Indian-language media to pay more attention to local political and social news, and because of this, these local language newspapers have won more readers in India.

One hand newspaper, the other hand milk tea.

As soon as I saw the front page of this tabloid, as soon as I saw it, Amir Hui almost sprayed the milk tea in his mouth. It's so funny.

The happy Ah San does something that makes everyone happy every three or four drops, and it is absolutely inappropriate afterwards, I really believe that Ah San's face wall is hard enough!

in today's newspapers.

It is written that in a "corpse-style" yoga party, the Indian Minister of Railways fell asleep while doing yoga, and the relevant photos went viral in India, as the so-called everyone is awake, only I sleep!

"The Minister of Railways fell asleep while doing yoga, could it be that this corpse yoga is the only asana he can do?!" Amirhui sat on his bunk and exclaimed in surprise.

Hearing his smile, Dixit and Amiryu both leaned over to take a look.

The same is true of Uncle Detective.

Later on the day, the Minister of Railways tweeted that he felt "refreshed" after doing a series of yoga asanas!

The skin is thick and hard enough, invincible in the world!

"This idiot." Uncle Detective sneered unceremoniously. Amir Hui thought to himself, this uncle is really bold, but thinking about it, it doesn't seem like a big deal to criticize a politician in India.

After reading an interesting report, I felt that the taste in my mouth was more fragrant and stronger than the usual milk tea.

After this back and forth, Uncle Police Cha and Amir Hui hated each other a little late, leaving each other's phone numbers, and Uncle Police Cha said a number, and every time Uncle Police Cha pronounced Uncle Cha's head, he tilted his head, which was normal.

Indians shake their heads at what is positive and nod their heads at what is negative.

Of course. Shaking the head of the negative thing is actually the same as shaking the head, that is, turning the neck as the center a few times, and tilting the head of the positive thing, that is, to the side, instead of nodding. After leaving the phone number at home, he asked his age, and then called his brother and brother, spoke sign language and body language, and asked, "How many wives do you have?" ”

Teenage years are supposed to be carefree and flowery, but in some remote villages in India, girls may be forced to marry at this age, thus beginning the tragic fate of child brides. Although the government prohibits child marriage, large group weddings are held in hundreds of places in India during the peak marriage season in May. Many parents are planning weddings for their 10-year-old children, and some brides are even breastfeeding.

So, Uncle Detective's question wasn't too strange.

He saw Amir Hui and Amir Yu and Dixit come out together, looking so close, and thought that the three of them were husband and wife.

As an added explanation, it is permissible in places where Hinduism is not allowed to practice Islam. Commoners can marry 4, nobles can marry 6, high-ranking nobles can marry 8, and Muslims or some small sects can marry as they like if they become the head of the sect or the king

In fact, due to the loose legal system in India, there are a large number of wealthy people who can also be polygamous.

Amir Jade and Dixit, who had been able to speak well, were silent. One by one, they were so ashamed that they squirmed, and there was no squeak.

"Our relationship is not what you think......" Amir Hui naturally had a good toss, explained.

Meanwhile.

The newspapers and periodicals about Amirhui's biggest doubts spread throughout the state.

Everyone was shocked, everything pointed to Amirhui, but someone didn't know it. Still leisurely driving to the city.

"My little ancestor, something has happened, why don't you come yet!" The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, and the boss of Sunshine Publishing House is already in a hurry at this moment!