Chapter 11 Mulatu's Doll Kiss
As the time passed, Muratu stood up and sat down anxiously under the tree, and suddenly, he saw a man in the distance riding a bicycle, swaying over, he was pedaling hard with both feet, his body was jolting with the bicycle, the rifle on his chest was swaying left and right, and he was really afraid that he would go off at any moment.
"How's it going, Garr?" Mulatu shouted loudly.
"Win, we win!"
Win? A smile appeared on Mulatu's face.
"Thanks to the galoshes of the East, we won this battle! I managed to dodge a bullet because I was wearing rubber shoes! Garr continued excitedly: "Your Excellency Youssef invites you and your friends from the East to go to Humila and see the territory we have conquered!" β
Zhao Jiao's eyes widened on the side, although she couldn't understand these local languages, she knew by looking at her expression that she must be so happy if she won the battle.
Brother Feng is really powerful, he can win if he wins!
Now, the rubber shoes have established themselves here, and there should be a large number of orders in the future, but it is too poor here, how can we get the money?
"Let's go, let's get in the car and go to Humila!" Mulatu walked towards the pickup truck.
Several people got into the car together and drove towards Humila.
How backward Africa is, ordinary people can't imagine, Qin Feng has already been mentally prepared, but as he personally stepped on this land, he was still very emotional.
This so-called Humila is already a small town, and people from more than a dozen nearby villages will come to the market, so we don't force street lights or anything, so there should be a hardened road?
But looking at the dirt road under his feet, looking at the cylindrical houses on both sides that were muddy like the villages, Qin Feng knew that the backwardness here was still beyond his imagination.
Outside each of the muddy houses there are a few large green trees, the green leaves are dotted with some red fruits, similar to the date palm tree, but those fruits grow densely together, and they resemble grapes.
As soon as you enter the town, you can see a lot of people watching from the side of the road, after all, given the poverty here, it is rare to see cars passing by.
Just as the car was about to drive to the center of Humila, there was a sudden sound of excitement on the side of the road.
"Mulatu, Mulatu, is that you? You're back? With the voice, a woman pushed away the crowd of onlookers nearby and pounced directly.
Mulatu's face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously wanted to step on the accelerator.
But the next moment, seeing the woman appear in front of the pickup, he could only press the brakes hard.
Fortunately, the roads here are very poor, and the speed of the car can't be fast, otherwise Qin Feng would have to hit the windshield headlong.
Qin Feng sat down and looked at the woman below.
She was a woman in a white cape, wearing a red flower skirt, and when the wind blew, the skirt fluttered in the wind, light and free.
She has a slender face, double eyelids, a large nose, and white teeth that show in her smile, which does not look ugly, but the hairstyle on her head is very strange.
The hair on both sides was braided against the scalp, and a bulge bulged on the top of the head, like a one-horned king, adding at least five centimeters to his height, and the hair was only tied to the ears, and then it was draped loosely downward, like a chicken nest.
"Maria, I'm here to do business, not to look for you." Mulatu poked his head out, said with a serious face, "You let me." β
"No, I'm your wife, since I met you, I won't let you go anymore, unless you take me with you!"
Qin Feng couldn't understand the other party's muttering in the local language, but Qin Feng could see the demeanor of the two!
"Mulatu, she's your fiancΓ©e?" Qin Feng asked tentatively.
"No, I've gone to school in the East, and I will never agree to such a bullshit thing as a baby kiss!" Mulatu sprayed directly in the Oriental dialect.
Doll pro? Qin Feng was very curious: "You also have a baby here?" β
"Yes, and we have it even earlier, when someone in the village is pregnant, the boy's family will come to the marriage, and if it is a daughter, then the marriage will be decided, and when he is twelve or thirteen years old, he will be married. Fortunately, because of the war here, I went to the East, otherwise I would have been a father of several children by now. "Mulatu turned on the spit mode.
At this moment, Yusuf had already strode over.
"Mulatu, Maria is your wife. This is what your grandfather set for you, you have no right to refuse, if you have a woman you like in the East, you can also marry back, you can marry as many as you want. β
"No, big brother, the East is monogamous, and I can't step on two boats."
"You already have a favorite in the East?"
"Of course not, I went to the East to learn knowledge, not to engage in objects."
"That's good." After Yusuf finished speaking, he glanced at Maria: "Maria, we are all thirsty, you go and make us some coffee." β
"Yes." Maria obediently ran to a big tree by the side of the road, plucked some red grapes from it, and walked to the yellow brick house.
Several people got out of the car and walked over together.
There was a majestic tank parked in front of the rectangular yellow brick house, surrounded by many armed sunspots, and when they saw Qin Feng and Muratu coming over, their eyes were full of respect.
There were also a few people who actually took off their rubber shoes, tied their laces together, and then hung them around their necks, when they saw this scene, Qin Feng asked curiously, "Why don't you wear shoes?" β
"We want to wear it when we're fighting."
"No, you also have to wear it usually, so that the magic can bless you all the time, and it has no effect to hang it like this."
Several people hurriedly put their shoes on their feet again.
I only wore it when I was fighting, and it didn't rot for a few years, how to buy the next batch of new shoes? They have to be taught the habit of wearing shoes!
"I also took this town to find out that Maria still lives here, and I thought she had fled to Sudan with her." Yusuf continued to talk to Mulatu: "Since you are back, why don't you have a wedding for you and marry her?" β
Mulatu shook his head again and again: "No, no, I have more important things to do!" β
Maria didn't say anything else and was there to make coffee with peace of mind.
There was a charcoal stove at the door of the house, and she baked the red fruits slowly on the charcoal stove, and she did it very slowly and carefully.
Soon, the scent wafted out.
"Brother Feng, what is she doing?" Zhao Jiao asked a little puzzled.
"Roasted coffee beans, sure enough, this freshly roasted coffee bean is the most fragrant." Qin Feng said.