In the blink of an eye, the three-day trip to Vietnam was over, but I didn't want to leave.

The main purpose of my visit to Vietnam was to investigate the unique matter, and now, I have no clue, and I am not reconciled.

Not only me, but Luo Xiaodi and the three of them were unwilling to leave. Unlike me, they simply haven't had enough.

But the three-day tour has ended, we don't have passports, we don't follow the tour group, and we are likely to be sent back to China by the Vietnamese government/government.

The four of us discussed it and decided to go to Ruan Mingxue and stay at her home for two days.

It's rural, and under normal circumstances, no one cares about it.

Make up your mind and do what you say. I contacted Ruan Mingxue and asked her and Yang Chen to pick us up.

The process went smoothly, and the four of us were picked up by Ruan Mingxue and returned home.

The tour guide has discouraged us more than once not to be so impulsive, once the Vietnamese government/government finds out that we do not have passports, it will be troublesome.

But at this point, what she said, we also went in and out of the left ear.

The Mong people are the third largest ethnic minority in Vietnam, and the Mang people are extremely talented, with men skilled at hunting and women ingenious, and cultivating terraced fields is their main way of earning a living.

Mang villages are often composed of more than a dozen households, and the houses are dry stilt (stilted houses), and the interior is separated by bamboo screens. There is a niche in the house, which is set up for the ancestors. There is a bucket outside the door for washing your feet before entering the room.

The Vietnamese people were very hospitable, and when we came to the village, the surrounding residents all welcomed us warmly.

After more than a year, Yang Chen has fully adapted to the various customs of Vietnam. If I hadn't known him earlier, maybe subconsciously, I would really think that he was Vietnamese.

In the evening, there was a bonfire in the village, and although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I could tell that they were having a good time.

Moreover, he invited us to dance from time to time.

As a result of World War II, Viet Nam has a serious imbalance between men and women. Vietnamese men, if they are capable, can marry several wives.

Moreover, the Vietnamese man after marriage is simply an uncle.

Vietnamese women do all the work, and as for men, they have nothing to do at home drinking tea and going out to play cards.

But there is one thing, Vietnamese women are very unstatused, and they are also very open.

In the past few days in Vietnam, Zheng Kai, a playboy, can be said to be hooking up with Vietnamese women everywhere.

In this regard, I am very disgusted, like him, a prodigal son who only knows how to engage women, sooner or later, he will die in the belly of a woman.

I don't know what happened that night, although it blended into the atmosphere of the bonfire, it didn't last long, and I got a little tired of it, or even said, very irritable.

I quietly walked out of the crowd, intending to get some air outside.

Almost as soon as I left on the front foot, Luo Xiaodi caught up, she knew me very well and knew that I might be in a bad mood.

The fly in the ointment here is that there are no street lights, and overall, Vietnam is still too poor.

Fortunately, the moonlight was still bright, and I could barely see the buildings around me.

"Yaxin, don't go around, if you get lost, it will be bad" My heart is very chaotic, in this village full of forks in the road, wandering around, Luo Xiaodi is afraid that something will happen to me, and he has been trying to persuade me to go back.

Hearing her words, I slowly stopped, looked up, and glanced at the stars.

"What are you afraid of, as long as you don't get out of this village, what can you do" I chuckled, not taking Luo Xiaodi's words seriously at all.

She patted me on the shoulder and sighed helplessly. "Don't think the Vietnamese are so good, what we see is only on the surface, we don't know each other well here, we can't understand the language, something happens, it can't be saved at all"

"Hehe, that's a minority after all, at least, the people of the Mang tribe are still very hospitable. Yang Chen has lived here for so long, doesn't he still get along with them very well? I thought about it carefully, and it was really like that, but when I thought about Yang Chen, I was relieved again.

The whole village is basically participating in the bonfire party, and at this moment, the buildings presented to me are basically dark.

As soon as the words fell, there was a "squeak" sound from a distance, and following the sound, a few figures faintly flashed in a dilapidated house.

Because of the darkness of the night, I couldn't tell how many people it was.

I can only guess by feeling, and a few figures are a little swaying.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaodi tugged at my sleeve. I was about to say something, but I saw the figures walking towards us.

Listening to the voice, it seems to be a couple of men. Moreover, the tone of voice fluctuated high and low, probably because he drank too much.

When they got closer, I saw that they were three young men. Their gaze lingered for a long time when they saw the two of us.

In the darkness of the night, I couldn't see their faces, let alone understand what they were saying.

But one thing is for sure, it's definitely not a good thing, and I can clearly feel it by that lewd laughter.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaodi and I turned around and were about to leave. Unexpectedly, three young people immediately stepped forward and pulled out our arms.

My brow furrowed, and I tried hard to pull their hands away. But it didn't work, my physique was too weak.

Luo Xiaodi was a little panicked, looked at the three Vietnamese men in front of him who seemed to have sperm brains, and began to shout.

It's good that she didn't speak, and this speech immediately exposed our identities.

Three Vietnamese men, lewd/laughing, dragged the two of us towards the dilapidated house.

At this moment, I was a little panicked, I resisted desperately, and even used the bite.

Fortunately, they drank too much and their lower bodies were not very stable, so I saw the right time, pushed them down, and then took Luo Xiaodi's hand and ran away like a desperate person.

At this moment, the two of us were already frightened, and we didn't know where to run, and there was only one thought in our minds, which was to find a place to hide and prevent these three people from finding out.

My actions completely angered the three Vietnamese men. They stood up and chased after us with a curse.

In the past, I may have naively imagined that I would seek help from other Vietnamese, but now, this idea has been shaken

After all, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different, and if you are not careful, there will be such a thing as just getting out of the tiger's den and entering the wolf's den. At that time, I really didn't have a place to cry.

The roads here are very broken, full of potholes, and in the dark, Luo Xiaodi and I have forgotten how many times we have fallen.

Although the skin on my arms was broken, I endured it and did not dare to stop to check the wounds.

On several occasions, the two of us were almost caught by them. My little face turned white with fright, and at first I knew how to shout, but then I suddenly realized that this screaming was tantamount to giving them a message.

In a trance, Luo Xiaodi and I ran into a forest. It's full of weeds, as if there are no people.

The three Vietnamese, at the entrance to the forest, stopped abruptly and began to whisper.