I sent a text message to the goddess on my personal mobile phone, asking her to transfer 50,000 US dollars to the soldier's account, and the young soldier trembled with excitement after receiving the money.

"Where do you go next?" The soldier asked excitedly, obviously trusting me more after taking the money, and seeing how he looked like he recognized me as a godfather.

"Go to dinner, you're in for a treat!" I pointed to the soldiers, the common currency here is francs, I don't have them on me, and I think the exchange is too troublesome, and I'll leave tomorrow, it's useless to get so many francs to keep, just let this kid have a treat, and he should eat kickbacks.

"No problem, the food in Kinshasa will surely make you rave." Just received 50,000 US dollars, the soldier seemed very generous, did not hesitate to agree, and also took me to a Chinese restaurant, really surprised me, I didn't expect that there are Chinese restaurants in this ghost place, it seems that this trip to Kinshasa is the right one, at least you can eat a bite of hometown food.

The owner of the restaurant is a Chinese man in his 40s, like most Africans, who is thin and malnourished, and it is no wonder that they are not doing well here.

"Boss, make a few dishes that Chinese eat, I haven't eaten this bite for a long time!" I found a clean corner and sat down, waved the boss over, and said directly.

"Are you Chinese? Pla? "When the boss saw the combat camouflage I was wearing, his eyes immediately lit up with excitement, as if he had seen a relative he hadn't seen for decades, and his eyes were red with excitement, and he was about to cry.

"I ...... I'm Chinese, but I'm ......! "Speaking of which, I can't even say any more, whether it is the domestic people or overseas Chinese, no matter when and where, the one they rely on and trust the most is always the People's Liberation Army, which is why I was born and died for it.

At this moment, I want to stand up and salute him, and tell him loudly that I am the special forces of China's 6th Army, but it's a pity that I'm not, I'm not qualified, I'm just a murderous butcher, an executioner, and a cold-blooded mercenary.

I don't deserve to mention the words Chinese 6th Army again, that is an insult to the name.

Looking at the boss's expectant eyes, I sniffled, forced a smile and said, "I'm a soldier." ”

"I know, the People's Liberation Army! When did our country also send troops, is it a peacekeeping force? The boss asked happily, it seems that he really treats me as a relative.

"Even if it's it!" I really can't bear to see him disappointed in me, that for me, it's like seeing relatives, friends, comrades-in-arms, disappointed in me, finally coming out of the shadow of last time, I don't want to do it again.

"Where are your troops, I'll make something delicious for you later!" The boss said enthusiastically.

"No, our troops are far away from here, and when you send the vegetables to be rancid, make me some hometown dishes first, I'm dying of hunger." I thought I should be very happy to meet a Chinese person, but I have a feeling of sitting on pins and needles, if he knows my true identity, I don't know if he will beat me out.

I used to feel that I couldn't face the army, but now I realize that not only the army, but also the people of my country can't face it, and this is a sin, an unforgivable sin.

"Okay, you wait, I'll cook a few specialty dishes for you!" The boss rolled up his sleeves and walked away with a smile, looking at his back, my heart was filled with indescribable sourness and bitterness.

"What are you talking about? You don't look good! The soldier next to me didn't understand, and asked me with a wink.

"Nothing? He said to make something to eat for us. I sighed and smiled bitterly.

"The owner looks happy, maybe the meal can be freed!" The soldier shrugged his shoulders and decided it would be a wise choice to take me to a Chinese restaurant.

"You didn't bring me here because you didn't want to pay, did you?" I glanced at him and said in an unkind tone.

"No, no, no, I'll pay if the boss takes it!" The soldier didn't notice the unhappiness in my tone.

I didn't bother to bother with him, I looked around casually, the business of the restaurant is not very good, there are not so many Chinese here, and not all foreigners like to eat Chinese food, except for us, there is only one table of customers in the restaurant, just four ordinary civilians, among them there are two children, they eat very deliciously, it seems that because the children like Chinese food, they will come here.

The decoration inside the restaurant is also very ordinary, compared with the Chinese restaurants in Chinatown, it is a world of difference, in fact, I was surprised, since I am not living well here, why not go back to China, why bother to live a poor life outside for the sake of a Chinese reputation.

There is not much time, one after another familiar dishes are brought to the table, there is no standard of five-star hotel masters, they are ordinary home-cooked dishes, braised lion's head, steamed carp, sweet and sour pork ribs, cola chicken wings, but what surprised me the most was the last plate of glutinous rice dumplings, my nose was sour when I saw these, and tears almost fell.

"Boss, what day is it? How can there still be zongzi to eat? I held back the sourness in my heart and asked with a smile.

"Don't you know? Today is the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, China's Dragon Boat Festival! The boss said happily: "Originally, this was made for me to eat, but you came, and it happened that we were celebrating the festival together." ”

"Dragon Boat Festival...... I forgot, I don't remember it for a long time! I sighed, bitter in my heart.

"You go abroad on a mission, the work is hard and dangerous, and it's normal if you don't remember." My boss reassured me that he didn't know what was going on and thought I had forgotten about the holiday for the sake of the peacekeepers.

I didn't speak, I picked up a zongzi and ate it in a big gulp, this taste, the taste of hometown, the taste engraved in the bones, the taste flowing in the blood, no one can replace it.

"You eat slowly, don't choke, do I still have this and want to try it?" As the boss spoke, he took out a bottle of liquor from behind him and put it on the table and said, "Authentic Moutai, I haven't been willing to drink it for a few years since I brought it from home, and today we will have a holiday and dispose of it." ”

"Good thing, I've only drunk this wine once, but it's much stronger than the second pot." I smiled and took the bottle and unceremoniously unscrewed the lid.

"Wait a minute, can you drink, don't break the discipline." The boss reminded.

"It's okay, I'm not going to return until tomorrow, and I'll be sober by then." I took two cups, poured a glass for the boss, and got one for myself.

"Come, brother, Dragon Boat Festival and hometown people, happy, done!" The boss picked up the glass and drank it down, and what he said was exactly what I was going to say.

"Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festive season." Unintentionally during the Dragon Boat Festival, I can drink a glass of wine with my family, and my heart is enough.