Xueba Queen's vest

When Ye Zhili and the guide were looking for someone, Ye Wushuang and Zhou Baiyan were treated as strangers at the entrance of the village.

A group of bold black children, dressed in second-hand clothes they didn't know where to find, walked around the two of them, laughing and laughing constantly, with real innocence.

Zhou Baiyan found it interesting, so he gave them the fruit-flavored candies in his pocket.

For a while, there were more children around Zhou Baiyan, and the sugar quickly disappeared.

"Like children?" Ye Wushuang asked casually from the side.

"It's not like I like it, I just think that children of this age should get delicious candies." Zhou Baiyan lowered his eyes.

Instead of being killed and trained like he and Lucifer were.

"Wushuang, Zhou Baiyan." Ye Zhili walked over: "Get in the car, we are going to the next village."

"Yeah." The two got into the car.

This time, the three of them didn't go straight to their destination. They asked the guide to find the nearest store and bought water and some food.

Having prepared enough supplies, the three of them came to the next village.

I asked around and found nothing.

The guide asked Ye Zhili if he was still looking for it.

Ye Zhili glanced at the sunset in the sky, then at Ye Wushuang and Zhou Baiyan, and finally couldn't bear to let them suffer with him, and said:

"Find a hotel for us to sleep in."

"OK." The guide nodded, and led the three of them to an unknown town.

There are no decent hotels in the town, only one hotel.

There is no place to wash in the hotel, it is only for sleeping, and you need to go to the public toilet across the road to use the toilet.

The situation was special, and the three of them were not picky, so they checked in with their bags.

The terrible thing is that the weather is so hot, there is no air conditioner in the hotel, only an old-fashioned electric fan on the ceiling, which creaks and turns, which can't bring a little bit of coolness, and can't drive away the buzzing mosquitoes.

No one slept well that night.

After dawn, Ye Zhili looked at Ye Wushuang and Zhou Baiyan, and squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "Otherwise, you should go back to the hotel."

He felt guilty for letting them follow him.

"No, the experience here is very novel, and I find it very interesting." Ye Wushuang spoke out of conscience, with the corners of his lips raised.

"Yeah, come out to play, isn't it just to see how other countries are different from your own country." Zhou Baiyan also spoke against his conscience, looking expectantly.

Both of them are masters in acting, Ye Zhili can't tell.

He said helplessly: "Well, since you don't mind, then continue to follow me and find a place to eat first."

When the three went downstairs, the guide was eating in the restaurant downstairs.

It's a bit reluctant to say it's a restaurant. In Ye Zhili's eyes, it can only be regarded as a stove and some tables, chairs and benches.

The surrounding environment is very poor, flies are flying all over the place, the owner of the restaurant spreads the dough cakes mixed with something on the stove, the color is weird, and he doesn't mind if there are flies staying on the spread dough cakes.

The guide is even more used to it, eating cakes with one hand and waving flies rhythmically with the other.

Ye Zhili: "..."

No appetite.

Zhou Baiyan: "..."

Don't choose this one.

Ye Wushuang: "..."

Although she is not picky about food, if possible, she still hopes that she can change her breakfast.

"Let's go to the supermarket and have a look." Ye Zhili walked outside, took two steps, he paused, then turned back, with a gentle tone:

"Forget it, let's eat here, don't you two want to experience the difference in country C, maybe it will be delicious unexpectedly."

Ye Wushuang: "...that's right."

Zhou Baiyan: "...Yes."

The two were dumb eating Coptis chinensis, and could not tell what they were suffering. While eating the cakes, they learned how the guide swung the flies.

But Ye Zhili was right about one thing.

Although the food here is not very clean, the taste itself is not bad, not as hard to swallow as imagined.

After eating and drinking well, the three of them went to the next place.

On the way, Ye Zhili took a map and introduced to the two people in the back seat: "Next, we are going to the famous Niya tribe village in country C. It is one of the oldest surviving tribes in the world and it is also a tourist attraction in country C. one."

Ye Wushuang and Zhou Baiyan agreed with each other, expressing their interest, without any fluctuations in their hearts.

Soon after, the three arrived at their destination.

When he was about to get off the car, the guide answered a call on his mobile phone that could knock walnuts, and chattered a lot, as if something was wrong.

He temporarily put down his phone, gestured to Ye Zhili and said, "Wife and child, I'll make a call, you go by yourself, they have a lot of tourists, so they can understand."

Ye Zhili learned how to read and repeated: "You have to call if your family has something to do, and let us enter the village by ourselves. Because of the development of tourism and the large number of tourists, the Niya people in the village can understand some English?"

"Good!" The guide praised Ye Zhili with a thumbs up.

Ye Zhili was speechless, pulled the corners of his lips politely, got out of the car and entered the village.

After all, it is an internationally famous tourist attraction.

Although the Niya tribe is also on the grassland, the roads extend in all directions, and there are road signs beside them, and some stalls selling fruits and commodities.

In addition to the Niya blacks dressed in tribal culture and photographed by tourists, there are also global tourists with different skin colors.

Ye Zhili took the photo and went in to find someone.

Ye Wushuang and Zhou Baiyan stood by and watched like tourists.

The temperature on the grassland was too high and the ultraviolet rays were strong, which made people's skin hurt. Under Ye Zhili's arrangement, Ye Wushuang was fully armed, wearing a sun visor, ice silk veil and ice sleeves.

He didn't want to sunburn his baby sister.

Zhou Baiyan couldn't stand the poisonous sun, so he also wore a sun hat.

The two stood side by side under the tree, neither of them spoke.

Ye Wushuang is not someone who would take the initiative to find topics, but Zhou Baiyan wanted to talk to her.

But no matter what, he can only act as "Zhou Baiyan" in a life that doesn't belong to him.

It is better to be silent like this moment, it is worse than a thousand words.

Now, Ye Wushuang was not used to it.

In my impression, Zhou Baiyan is not such a silent person.

She was worried that the young master who grew up in a honeypot would not be able to bear the two-day rush, so she asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's a bit hot." Zhou Baiyan saw the last watermelon on the roadside stall: "Want to eat watermelon?"

Ye Wushuang followed his gaze and nodded, "Yes."

In the hot summer, taking a bite of sweet watermelon is a unique enjoyment that cannot be reproduced.

"Then you wait for me here, I'll go buy it." Zhou Baiyan walked to the roadside stall, pointed at the watermelon and spoke in English:

"Boss, I want this—"

Before he finished speaking, the watermelon was embraced by another yellow-skinned young man. He yelled at the boss: "Boss, I want this watermelon! Our Yun'er is thirsty!"

After he came, a group of young men and women came around one after another.

It was the group that had a dispute with Ye Zhili in the three-star hotel before.

Zhou Baiyan frowned, and said in a cold voice, "I came first, first come first."