Yu Xiaohan looked at them with a confused expression, judging from the attitude of the villagers, they seemed to be quite familiar with Zhuang Yuntian, and they also welcomed his visit, and even welcomed her very much.

She also opened her mouth to smile, her smile was sincere, and the smiles of the residents of this village seemed to have a kind of rendering power, silently conveying the atmosphere of joy and peace, making people's moods calm down unconsciously.

Time flew by in a series of conversations, and Yu Xiaohan couldn't understand what Zhuang Yuntian was saying, but she knew that it was definitely not Thai, and she was afraid that it was another difficult local language. Before stepping into this circle, she never knew that it was so difficult to be a famous drug lord, not only did she understand many Chinese, but she also had to be familiar with the distribution of drugs around the world, and take the lead in taking the lead.

"Agreed?" She asked Zhuang Yuntian, who was walking towards her, who had a pleasant smile on his face.

"Hmm." He nodded, turned to face the old man he had just been chatting with, and waved to him.

"Is he?" She asked curiously.

"Patriarch." Zhuang Yuntian answered. "He has agreed to my request to increase the village's production by two-thirds to the organization, and invited us to stay and participate in their harvest celebration tonight, and I have promised him." Thailand's village of Sholi is the world's largest supplier of opium poppies and a battleground for drug trafficking organizations.

"I see."

Yu Xiaohan didn't ask any more questions, silently followed his footsteps to the other side of the village, and saw another world in the grassland outside the crowd.

"What is this?" Her eyes widened, and she was greeted by one after another large, robust yellow flowers, which swayed in the breeze to form a yellow sea that covered the entire grassland.

"It's spectacular! The village is full of flowers like this, and the beauty is breathtaking. Zhuang Yuntian stared at the sea of flowers in front of him, and the yellow flowers were blooming. It seems that people are always welcome to pick it, and it is naturally fascinating.

"Do those villagers know how many lives are buried under these flowers?" Yu Xiaohan couldn't help but be bitter, unable to understand that they were engaged in such a dirty thing under their seemingly simple expressions, and they still looked like they were taken for granted.

"They know." He didn't even look at her, as if he thought her sudden justice was boring.

"It turns out that their kindness is only superficial." Yu Xiaohan said disdainfully, hating this place.

"Take it back. Girl. He suddenly grabbed her by the neck and warned her gloomily.

"All who live in this world must carry the cross on their backs. Morality causes you to gild your cross with dazzling gold leaf, but do you think that a gilded cross is nobler than a cross supported by stone? After speaking, he shook her away fiercely, causing her to cough violently several times.

"I just can't understand why they grow opium when they know it's harmful." She didn't think she was at fault at all.

"They grow opium poppies, not opium, which is the product of people with intentions, and was originally used for medical anesthesia, but then people misinterpreted its real purpose, what does this have to do with these residents?" People are to blame for all this.

Yu Xiaohan was speechless for a moment, she never thought about the responsibility of the person who smoked, she just blindly investigated the source, was she wrong?

"Every crop has its own survival value, and for the villagers of Shaoli Village, poppy cultivation is just a necessity for life, just like the principle of growing rice. The whole village depends on poppy farming, so I warn you to be careful and stop talking about righteous nonsense, some of the villagers can understand English, but they are ignorant as they imagine. ”

In other words, the truly ignorant person is her, she doesn't understand anything, she only knows how to move out of the righteous way, and even forgets that she herself is not qualified to speak, she has long been sunk, why criticize others.

"Let's go, let's go back to the hut and rest. When tonight's celebration is over and we'll leave early tomorrow morning, I'm already starting to get tired of life here. ”

He lied, he obviously enjoyed such tranquility, this kind of life without fighting, why did he force himself to pretend to be disgusted?

He was an enigma, and no one else was allowed to unravel his mystery. Has he ever been lonely in his heart, has he ever grown disgusted with the world in which he lives? In his seemingly clear eyes, is there a bottomless sludge hidden, waiting for someone to explore, to excavate?

"Let's go, what are you doing there?"

The beautiful eyes rolled up the gray storm, Yu Xiaohan hurriedly returned to his senses and followed his footsteps, walked to a certain corner of the village, and waited for the night to fall.

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As night fell, the stars hung high in the night sky and danced a celebratory dance, shining like diamonds, and the people around the campfire were completely caught up in this solitary night.

Yu Xiaohan, who was regarded as a guest of honor with Zhuang Yuntian, couldn't help but be fascinated by the joyful atmosphere in front of him. The deafening sound of drumming and the primitive high-pitched singing accompanied by the footsteps that shook the candidates, escaped into the yellow earth together, and the steps of the harvest rumbled, as if they were about to step through the ground, shaking the earth, and in an instant heaven and man were united, and the campfire burned to the highest point, followed by a loud cheer that shook the sky, and suddenly gushed out and frightened her.

It was a spectacular sight, and the whole village, men and women, young and old, all dressed up to attend the celebration, and the various woven clothes and belts made people dizzy and dizzy, and even more showed that she was cold.

She wanted to jump out of the VIP seat and join the celebration below, reliving the time she had lost.

"Go down and jump, no one will stop you."

Zhuang Yuntian's deep voice came faintly, which surprised her and made her hesitate.

"Aren't you jumping?" This is a rare opportunity.

"I like to dance elegant waltzes and am not interested in this raw way." He shrugged and told her not to be verbose.

Yu Xiaohan hesitated for a moment, then jumped off the bamboo platform three feet above the ground, and happily joined the group dance of the villagers, feeling the frenzy of life with them.

Looking at Yu Xiaohan's energetic figure, Zhuang Yuntian secretly bloomed a doting smile, she looked so happy, her vigorous eyes flashed with a pure breath, she looked as happy as a little girl, completely took off her disguised coat, revealing the most primitive her, which was fascinating and unbearable.

Perhaps, he should let her go?

The frenzied atmosphere continued, everyone shouted and danced around the campfire, holding hands and going around the campfire, the joyful atmosphere boiled to the highest point, Yu Xiaohan was about to go crazy, this kind of dance was really interesting, far more tiring than she imagined.

She raised her head and stared at Zhuang Yuntian with a relaxed face. The long black-brown hair glowed red under the light of the campfire, the gray-green eyes were also dyed red, and the handsome and profound facial features shone brightly, and the beauty was like a dream.

In an instant, an idea formed in her mind, she ran to the villagers who were talking to the side, and discussed something with them, since it was impossible in reality, why didn't she seize this fleeting dream and let herself settle down?

Zhuang Yuntian watched curiously as she suddenly left the team and ran towards the villagers. Seeing that she seemed to be borrowing something from them, the other person nodded, ran back into the house, took out a radio, and high-fived everyone to be quiet. Then a piece of music that belongs to modern civilization suddenly appeared, a 'prus', a music exclusive to lovers.

Yu Xiaohan walked towards him, the label was a little uneasy, a little shy, it was completely a young girl's eyes admiring her lover looked at Zhuang Yuntian, and spoke to him.

"They said they couldn't find a waltz, so they had to use Pruss instead." She stood at the bottom of the stage, looking up slightly in her big eyes full of anticipation, afraid that he would refuse.

He was silent for a moment, then shook his head, losing to her insistence.

"You're never going to give up, are you?" Zhuang Yuntian jumped off the high platform, took her hand and took her into his arms---

"You don't know how much I want to, but I can't."

Zhuang Yuntian didn't answer, but hugged her tighter, the space condensed at this moment, everything was calm, the campfire lost its temperature, and the laughter was far away, only a steady heartbeat intervened between them, and they were still alive.