Su Luo and the others walked for about ten minutes to the east of the village, and at the fork of a gravel road, there was a national boundary monument, a very simple stone boundary pillar, on which Burmese was written.

The cross-border monument is the boundary of province Y.

"This is the border between our two countries, to the east of the boundary pillar is the town of R in your Y province, and to the west is our village of M in northern Myanmar." The translator looked at the border monument and said to Su Luo.

Su Luo nodded, led Lin Xiaohuan and walked two steps to stand on the land of Huaguo.

Lin Xiaohuan's eyes looked at the boundary monument, and then he saw that the two big characters "Huaguo" were written on the boundary monument, and below was the time when the boundary monument was erected.

After sweeping around, she understood why the country was worried that Lao Z would endanger Y Province in the future.

At this time, the border was not separated by a border gate or guardrail, and the two borders were completely connected, and people from the villages on both sides could travel freely.

She couldn't help but look at the translator, "Is there a D sale here in Village M?" ”

"No, the villagers here are not involved, the most they can do is grow poppies and sell them to the vendors when they are ripe." The translator answered her questions.

Lin Xiaohuan: ......

So what does that mean that it is not illegal to grow poppies?

"It's different here than in our country." Su Luo understood her thoughts, so he explained to her: "This phenomenon is very common in northern Myanmar, and Myanmar is considered to be acquiescing, as long as it does not participate in the manufacturing and trading of D products, it will be fine." ”

She was speechless again.

The source of all this evil is those beautiful but dangerous poppies, they turned a blind eye, even if they caught Lao Z in this case, what is the use?

There will be the next old Z popping up.

Su Luo knew that she was in a bad mood, so she tightened her little hand, looked at the translator and asked, "This place in M Village is not a place for the daily activities of D dealers?" ”

"Yes, this is an ordinary village, and two villages further south, that side belongs to the scope of the three-regardless zone." The translator explained.

When Lin Xiaohuan heard this, her brows furrowed unconsciously.

At the moment, it is said that there is no D trafficking in M Village, and it is an ordinary village, but after all, poppies are also grown here, and maybe ordinary is just a façade.

When Su Luo heard this, he glanced at the south, and then looked back in the direction of R Town, Province Y, with a dark face.

Since this is not part of the scope of activities, why does Lao Z appear here?

Could it be that he already has some idea of R?

Thinking of this possibility, Su Luo's eyes immediately became as cold as ice, making people feel like they were suffocated by ice.

The translator couldn't help but tremble when he saw it.

Wu Wen also noticed his emotional change, and was a little surprised and puzzled, he didn't know why his words suddenly changed, and asked the translator about the content of their chat, but he didn't find any problems there.

Lin Xiaohuan didn't know what was wrong with him, but he vaguely guessed that he was a little close to his own thoughts, and he was worried that the Chinese Congress would be affected.

"Shall we go ahead and have a look?" She couldn't help but remind.

Su Luo looked at her and nodded, turned to the translator and Wu Wen, "Old Z won't appear around here for no reason, let's take a closer look." ”

"Okay." The translator and Wu Wen exchanged two sentences softly, and they responded.

The group slowly walked into R Town, and Lin Xiaohuan found that the style of dressing here was the style that he was familiar with in Y Province, and occasionally he would see one or two Burmese people passing by.

In this environment, she felt that she was a little different.

After walking a few steps, I saw an eldest sister selling fruit at a roadside stall, followed by a teenage boy, who wiped the sweat on her forehead with a towel and fanned the boy with a banana fan.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaohuan couldn't help but walk over.

"Eldest sister, how did you sell this big green mang?" She asked, squatting down and smiling.

To be honest, she has always liked to eat mangoes, especially Daqing mango, which is even cooler in summer, but she hasn't eaten it since she came to this world, because there is no one selling this in Anxi Town, and Xicheng should have it, but they rarely go out now.

As soon as the stall owner heard her speak, he smiled, "The little girl is from our Chinese country, see that your clothes are still the person next door, if you are a family member, you will be cheaper, five cents a catty, you can rest assured, this is grown at home, it is very sweet." ”

Lin Xiaohuan immediately raised his eyes to look at Su Luo, and blinked coquettishly with a pair of clear big eyes, the meaning was very obvious: I want to eat.

Su Luo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and squatted down next to her, "Pick it yourself." ”

"Hey, hey, okay." She immediately picked out the largest one and handed it over to weigh.

The stall owner took her mango and handed her a piece of the golden mango flesh he had cut open for her to taste.

"It's so sweet." Lin Xiaohuan laughed as soon as he bit the flesh, his eyes immediately stared at the mango in front of him, and his little hands were about to move.

Su Luo looked at her appearance, her eyes flashed with doting, and she reached out and took two more and handed them to the stall owner, "Buy a few to eat first, and I'll buy them for you when I go back in the evening, and there are also those sold near where I live." ”

"Uh-huh, okay." She immediately smiled and nodded.

The stall owner saw that the little girl was so cute and liked to eat, so he handed over all the remaining mangoes on the plate, "Solve your hunger first." ”

Lin Xiaohuan smiled shyly, "I'm so embarrassed, I'm taking advantage of you." But both hands took the plate very quickly and honestly.

Su Luo saw that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this girl, heh......

After paying the money, Lin Xiaohuan didn't leave in a hurry, but chatted with the stall owner with a smile.

The stall owner is also a warm and talkative big sister, so she chats with her when no one buys anything.

Seeing this, the translator and Wu Wen didn't say anything, and the two walked forward for a distance, looking for a place in the shade to smoke.

Lin Xiaohuan quietly glanced at the two of them, and then looked at the boy with a smile and said, "Eldest sister, is this your child?" Very well-behaved. ”

The stall owner laughed and continued: "Yes, the family is old and young, and they are very skinny, so they have to come out with me." ”

"I didn't want to show you the stall yet." The little boy couldn't help but mutter.

The stall owner smiled and slapped him with a fan, "I want you to worry about it." ”

"Your mother and son have a really good relationship." Lin Xiaohuan suddenly smiled and answered, and then continued: "I'm so envious, I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, and I never know who she is or where she is......"

She reminisced about her old self, so the tone of her voice and the emotions in her eyes were real.

Su Luo was a little surprised, but quickly understood her intentions, she should want to find out the news.

However, her skills in telling lies are so skillful, he didn't expect that the expression looked like the real thing, if he didn't know Aunt Lin, he would have believed it.

The stall owner believed it, looked at her and sympathized: "The little girl is also pitiful, where does her family live?" ”

"My family is also from Y Province, but in the northeast, I came here to find news of my mother." Lin Xiaohuan immediately continued.

When the stall owner heard this, he followed her words and asked, "Your mother is from our side?" ”

"Probably yes, my dad won't say much, I just know that she's Burmese, they met around here twenty years ago, and then she married my dad, and then for some reason, she gave birth to me and left home, so I guess she might come back here."

"Burmese, ...... 20 years ago," the stall owner repeated in a low voice, a look of remembrance on his face.