(In Guizhou, Zhang Liu and the old woman met the Oroqen people)

"I didn't expect to see the humans again to be Oroqen." The old woman looked in the direction she came from, "Zhang Liu, we have to remind them, there are wolves here." ”

Zhang Liu couldn't recognize the difference between ethnic minorities, probably Li Nianjiu was an Oroqen.

He only felt that the old woman was right, and he should remind those Oroqen people that there were wolves here!

The old woman saw that Zhang Liu had no objection, so she pulled him to the girl's singing.

Since you can hear the girls' singing here, it means that the Oroqen people are not far from the two.

"I don't know if there is any difference between the Oroqen people in the Northeast and the Oroqen people in Guizhou. But our Oroqen people here have no home. The old woman gasped and said, "All their belongings are a broken boat, a set of quilts, and a broken net that is patched up, and it is gone!" They don't have anything else! Oroqen people are rare even in Guizhou. They, poor, no one wants to marry them. ”

The old woman's words were as always.

Zhang Liu was as silent as ever.

"They are neither as strong and mighty as our Zhuang men, nor as smart and flexible as the people, who can make such exquisite wooden tools (the Bai people are all master carvers), and they do not have the ambition of the Han people, they guard the river, which was like this a thousand years ago, and is still like this now. Which village girl would marry them? ”

It turns out that you are Zhuang.

Zhang Liu thought in his heart, but the old woman didn't need to belittle the Oroqen people so much, right?

Now they are all 56 nationalities and a family.

"But he's so honest." The old woman suddenly said, "If it weren't for his honesty, how would I have liked him." ”

When Zhang Liu heard this, he rolled his eyes, it turned out that the old woman's husband was an Oroqen......

"Forget it, I don't bother to tell you about these things." The old woman said, "Who doesn't have a young story? But this kind of thing, you go by yourself, and I don't bother to say it. Actually, I'm not qualified, I haven't looked for a guy (boy), let's take a look. ”

The upper reaches of the river are filled with fog.

A flame jumped like an elf in the fog.

The girl's singing voice is no longer cloudy and thick, but a little more three-dimensional.

"The Oroqen people believe in the god of fire, and there is a fire wherever they go." The old woman pursed her mouth, "I have great respect for those tribes who use fire, thunder and lightning as gods, because the races that believe in these natural spirits are very ancient. If it weren't for the fact that they were Oroqen, maybe I should have respected them a little more. ”

Okay, okay, okay. No, Wu and Zhang Liu both sighed, now everyone knows that you have been hurt by an Oroqen person.

But this kind of thing, you are not ashamed, can you not always say it?

"Come here, let's go over a little bit." The old woman seemed to be a little happy, and pulled Zhang Liu forward, her steps were much brisker.

In the fog, the appearance of a ship was completely revealed.

A graceful woman was paddling the river in a graceful arc, she was no longer singing at this time, and she should have also found Zhang Liu.

Soon, a man appeared beside the girl, whose body had to be twice as thick as the girl, and three heads taller than her.

Behind the girl, it looked like a monster in the fog.

Now that it can be revealed, the distance between the two sides is not far away.

The old woman waved vigorously to the people on the boat.

The boat that was going to pass by like this was beckoned by the old woman.

"Old man, what are you going to do in the forest at night?"

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It was a very small wooden boat, which was the most primitive type of wooden boat with palm leaves as the top and native trees as keels.

If the ship is a little harder, for example, Suzhou and other places will use hazel trees as keels, and in Guizhou, pine trees should be the majority.

It doesn't matter at all, judging from this ship, I also know that this man is a good carpenter, and he also loves life, and there are some totems everywhere on the ship.

But it's not necessarily a totem, the Oroqen people especially like to record some things in a very primitive way, such as recording someone's birthday on the boat, and caught a big fish today, both for the sake of beauty, but also for the convenience of remembering, so it is particularly like a totem.

This Chunyuan doesn't look special, but when it comes closer, it gives people a feeling of art, because there are many summer flowers in the dumpling leaves of the boat cover, and there are many exquisite carvings on the ship.

A fire was also burned on the board of the ship with a stove.

Zhang Liuzheng was attracted by these very artistic symbols.

The old woman had already spoken to the people on the boat.

"Hey, man, I'm here to remind you to come, don't go any further, the wolves are out."

"The wolves are out?" Although the Oroqen man questioned, his expression was very calm, "Is that the case?" I was far away, and I smelled a big, big smell of blood, and I wanted to see what was happening, and it turned out that the wolves had come out. But it's not that simple, is it? Wolves can't kill so many creatures. ”

The old woman looked at the Oroqen man from head to toe.

This big man was wearing a Han sweatshirt, bare-chested, and woolen trousers, but there was no trace of Oroqen clothing.

"Are you from Oroqen?" The old woman asked with a sudden frown.

"Huh?" Dahan was not angry, but immediately sang loudly, "From ......"

"Shut up!" The old grandmother immediately drank, "Don't make such a loud noise. ”

"I'm from Oroqen, it's good if you call me Mo Yulun Buku, it's easier to pronounce it this way." A strange smile appeared on the face of the hard man of the Gulunbuku.

"Mo ......" the old woman tried to recall the name, but gave up after a few seconds, "I'll call you Buku, I see that you have been influenced by the Han from top to bottom, why is your name not affected." ”

"The clothes of the Han people are comfortable to wear and simple." Buku said, "My grandfather is from Oroqen in Heilongjiang. ”

Then the two men were awkwardly silent for a few seconds.

"I am the Vuzeni of this forest." The old woman said suddenly.

Buku was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and shouted, "Amba, boil the fish." ”

After Buku finished his command, he stretched out his hand to the boat, "Something unusual has happened in the forest, please take refuge in the river, no matter what, the guys in the forest will not be able to catch up with my boat." ”

Wu Zengni was also unkind, and pulled the dazed Zhang Liu onto the boat.

Buku glanced at Zhang Liu's glued hands, stunned again, and then showed a happy expression and came to the boat.