The night sky in Africa is clear and almost transparent, the sky is full of stars, as if you can touch it with a hand, the sparkling Carlos Lake in the distance, reflecting the moonlight, and the dense woods, I don't know how many birds and small animals inhabit, the African night is extremely beautiful.

Near the medical team's camp was a Caye tribe, surrounded by a wall of dirt and reeds, of hundreds of prototype mud houses, also made of mud and reeds, branches, and banana leaves, and in the center of the village was a huge fire around which the blacks were singing and dancing.

"What is today?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Black people are optimistic by nature, they sing and dance every day, and for them, every day is a holiday." Fang Fei took Liu Zi's bare hand and walked towards the fire, and little Arthur followed closely behind, not leaving half a step, as if he was a competent little follower.

The tribesmen all knew Fang Fei, and they were quite friendly to her, as soon as they saw Fang Fei coming, a group of women immediately surrounded her, chattering in the indigenous language, Fang Fei was comforted by the words, and turned his head to explain to the confused Liu Ziguang: "They asked me for medical advice, and the indigenous people couldn't distinguish between doctors and nurses, only knew the white coat, and they all thought that I was also a doctor." ”

As he spoke, Fang Fei took out a small pill bottle from the pocket of his white coat, took out the small pills and distributed them to these black women, and the women took the pills and put them in their mouths with sacred expressions, and their spirits seemed to get better immediately, and they jumped and ran away.

"What did you give them food?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Vitamins, hee-hee, it's equivalent to a placebo, the medical team's medicine is free, and over time, they like to pretend to be sick and take one or two pills when they're not sick, and these black people are very cute."

The clothes of the tribal blacks are far more civilized than Liu Ziguang imagined, except for some old people who still wear thatched woven national costumes, most of the young people are wearing cheap Chinese-made textiles, there are all kinds of everything, most of them are brightly colored chemical fiber products, Liu Ziguang even saw a few black young people with the words "Meteor Garden" printed on their backs, and four beautiful Asian teenagers were scratching their postures on it, it turned out that these outdated clothes were dumped here.

Fang Fei found the tribal chief, an old man who was only wearing a flower sheet, in good spirits, his eyes were bright, at first glance he looked very gandhi, the old man heard that after hearing Fang Fei say a few words in the indigenous language, he stood up and slapped his face, and the people immediately fell silent, only the sound of the fire beeping and peeling.

When the chief Iliwala spoke, the blacks became lively again, the young men ran back to the earthen huts and brought out the jars of ancient shapes, the women took out all kinds of strange food, the children ran around excitedly, the dogs of the tribe barked excitedly, and several figures of high virtue and sacrifice went to the camp with their canes.

"What is this for?" Liu Ziguang was suspicious.

"Knowing that we were leaving, the chief decided to hold a grand farewell party, didn't you see that they brought out the wine and the good food?" Fang Fei said with a wicked smile on his face.

"Delicious...... It can't be the legendary roast monkey, right? Liu Ziguang asked weakly.

"That's light, there's something more powerful than that, you see."

The whole medical team was invited, and even the seriously ill wounded were carried to the clearing, and a feast began, with the blacks singing and dancing around the bonfire, and dancing the folk dance "Human Head Dance".

This kind of dance Liu Ziguang saw Chen Martin perform in the bar in Jiangbei, and he was shocked at the time, and now he knows that he sees a big thing, this is the original African war dance, the strong young man beats the war drum, waving a spear, his expression is serious and almost sacred, and he dances by the fire, and his mouth makes a loud cry from time to time, Liu Ziguang noticed that a soldier seems to be really carrying a human head in his hands......

According to Fang Fei, the social system of the tribe is still that kind of group system, the men hunt, the women pick and make wine, because of the proximity of Western Sadamoa to the sea, the climate is humid, and it is less affected by the dry season, and the vicinity of Lake Carlos is rich in products, basically by eating wild fruits can fill the belly, meat and alcohol are luxuries.

A few enthusiastic black ladies came over with a clay jar, and gave Liu Ziguang a casual explanation, Liu Ziguang carefully looked at this so-called wine jar, the workmanship is very chic, flat and round, with a straw made of reeds inserted on it, smell it, it seems to have a sweet and sour taste, this should be the soil bar brewed by Africans.

"Don't laugh at the farmer's wine." Liu Ziguang smiled heartily, picked up the wine jar and took a sip, the entrance was sweet and sour, and it was really sweet.

"The degree is a little low, about the same as dark beer." He was still shaking his head and commenting.

Fang Fei, who was watching the singing and dancing, turned his head and looked surprised: "Have you drunk?" ”

"I drank? What's the matter. ”

"It's nothing, if you like it."

Seeing Fang Fei's expression, Liu Ziguang hurriedly asked, "What's going on?" ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that the way of making wine is unacceptable to ordinary people......"

"How?"

"They first picked the wild fruits, then chewed them and spit them into the jar...... Natural Leaven ...... You know, we drank a lot when we didn't know it at first, and then we happened to see them making wine, so we stopped drinking, alas, where do you go? Don't throw up. ”

The peasant wine was not allowed to drink any more, but fortunately there were still a few cases of beer in the camp, and they would leave tomorrow, so the medical team simply took out all the stock and enjoyed it together, and it seemed that the black people also preferred to drink bottled beer, and they became more and more excited after drinking, and began to serve hard dishes.

The so-called hard dishes are roasted pythons, roasted monkeys, roasted lizards, fried grasshoppers, caterpillars, every dish is challenging Liu Ziguang's ability to bear, especially the prestigious roast monkey, in the eyes of ordinary people is no different from cannibalism, the monkey's head was chopped off, and his face still maintained a painful expression before death, so it was thrown on the fire to roast the outside and tender inside, the black people held the hideous monkey head and feasted on it, and put their fingers into the monkey's brain to dig out the tofu brain to eat......

Thankfully, there are some regular foods, such as bananas, baked potatoes, wild corn, fried fish, boiled shrimp, Lake Carlos is rich in fish, black people are good at swimming, fishing, and freshwater fish is also one of their main foods, but in comparison, it is clear that they prefer to eat monkeys.

What made Liu Ziguang strange was that little Arthur didn't dare to eat roast monkeys, but he was relieved to think about it, although this child was from the Caye tribe, he grew up with white people in an international restaurant, and his eating habits were naturally more civilized.

Although this child is young, he has a lot of experience, he can speak very authentic Portuguese and English, and he can also speak a little French, of course, he doesn't have much vocabulary, and he can only cope with general communication, and a little in-depth communication is not enough, so he didn't talk too much with Liu Ziguang along the way, but at this time he chatted with Fang Fei in full swing, and there was a burst of innocent laughter from time to time.

The black man who was full of fruit wine staggered, hugged the black chick who had been frowning for a long time and went to the field to make peace, and the heroism and heartiness of the black man can be seen, and the comrades of the medical team honestly went back to the camp to sleep, even those young men who have been away from home for a long time do not dare to pick African black peonies, on the one hand, because of aesthetic reasons, and another important reason is because of the AIDS epidemic on the African continent, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will win the bid.

"You know, these people are really friendly, very cute, and the more you deal with them, the whole person becomes very simple." Fang Fei said as she walked, she deliberately walked very slowly, pulling behind the team.

"As you can imagine, the people who live in this kind of primeval forest are as simple as a blank slate, but I guess they have their shortcomings, right?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Of course, they are very lazy and lazy, probably the common characteristics of the tropical race, they don't go to work until they have to, they like to enjoy themselves in time, our medical team once hired a few local porters, every time they get paid, they disappear, and when the money is spent, they will naturally appear, and the men in the tribe are the same, except for hunting, they sleep, drink, and never take care of children and women, in fact, more than half of the work in the tribe is maintained by women."

Fang Fei said and touched little Arthur's head and said, "This kid is quite diligent, he follows your ass every step of the way, is it the little guide you hired?" ”

"No, it's the translator and guide arranged by the hotel manager."

"Oh, that's it, I said, he speaks a good foreign language, I talked to him just now, this child is very pitiful, his mother is a mixed-race **, he died when he was born, he didn't know who his father was since he was a child, he only knew that he was from the Kaye tribe."

Little Arthur knew that they were talking about himself, showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled, Liu Ziguang also touched his head lovingly, and Little Arthur said seriously: "Sir, thank you for saving me, I have something for you." ”

Then he took off a simple ivory pendant from his neck, and made a gesture to hang it for Liu Ziguang, Liu Ziguang looked at Fang Fei, Fang Fei smiled and said: "This is the talisman of the Caye people, he gave it to you on behalf of entrusting your life to you, you have to pay attention to it." ”

So Liu Ziguang leaned down, asked Little Arthur to hang the amulet around his neck, shook his hand seriously and said, "Thank you." ”

Back at the camp, it was already midnight, and Mak Jiaxuan came out of nowhere and said, "Xiao Fang, tomorrow the gay men will be busy for a day, you should be on duty." ”

Fang Fei agreed, and Mai Jiaxuan squinted at Liu Ziguang again and said, "There are no extra beds in the camp. ”

Liu Ziguang frowned: "It's okay, I'll accompany our family Fang Fei on duty." ”

Mak Ka Hin gave him a cold look and walked away.

"What's interesting to you?" Liu Ziguang deliberately asked loudly.

"He's interesting to all the female comrades in the medical team, except for Captain Gu." Fang Fei stretched out his tongue and said mischievously.

A dark cloud gradually obscured the moon, and in the dark primeval jungle, an elite army armed to the teeth gradually approached the medical team camp under the cover of night.