"Why are you back?"
When Burea saw my figure at the entrance of the village, he rushed over happily.
I could tell that this kid was really happy to see me, but he wasn't very good at expressing it. He just made an emergency stop while running and stopped at the entrance of the village.
"Where's Lao Qiao?"
I put my arm around Burea's shoulders and took him aside, and responded: "Chiang Mai."
Bujea asked a little confused: "Then what are you doing?"
I lied: "Old Qiao negotiated a deal over there and asked me to take a video of the inspection and send it over."
"Inspection?"
I continued: "Yes, just ask the chef to come out and do a purity test, and then I will make a video."
Bujea complained: "Can't I do this?"
He almost let me know what he was saying, but fortunately I thought about it before coming.
"Where's the freight?"
I asked Burea in return: "Once Old Qiao has negotiated with the other side, I will ask Old Yao Ying and the others to send the freight there. If you go to do this, with your status, you are not allowed to cause a war?" "
Bujea stopped talking and looked at me blankly.
"Hurry up. When it's finished, Lao Qiao will call you when it's time to ship the goods."
After hearing me say that Lao Qiao would explain it to him personally, Burea turned around and led the three of us towards the village. And I turned my head and glanced at the sun above my head. At that time, the sun's rays were like a sword. , piercing my eyes.
As for why I chose the village instead of going directly to Menneng...
In fact, the reason is very simple. First, there is a signal jammer here and the information is blocked; second, Burea is not as smart as Yang Rong and is sufficiently dependent on me.
With these two points, I can easily gain trust in the village and get what I want most - test results.
Gulu.
My stomach is ringing.
At that time, Burea looked back at me and stopped again: "Where is your car?"
"Returning the car!"
I walked past Burea and said as I walked: "We all came back illegally!"
"I really want to drive, but Old Qiao has to let me go. He asked us to come back quietly, and after things are settled, we can quietly take the goods away."
"Returning the car, our brothers walked from the border to here for two full days, and we were hungry several times."
After hearing what I said, Burea felt relieved. He turned around without any scruples and said, "I can give you the test results, but without Lao Qiao, no one can take away even a gram of goods from the village." , Brother, you know the rules, right?"
"Putting aside the rules, can you please have someone get us some food first?"
"Do business first."
Burea walked towards the color steel room. He knocked on the door, and then a man in a white coat opened the door. He said in Burmese: "Come out with the testing equipment, Mr. Joe wants the test results.”
Immediately afterwards, a man in a white coat came out of the color steel room and started testing according to the previous mode. I took out my mobile phone and took pictures of all the steps until the instrument showed the result as '92.13 %', the shooting stopped.
The next second I handed the phone to Tu Guang, pointed to the avatar on it and said, "Send this video to this person..." I was referring to He Chuntian, whose avatar was black and white and had no name yet.
Then he asked Boureia again: "How far can the jammer here limit the signal?"
Bujea lowered his voice to the lowest level: "From here to the west, you can see the signal after passing two mountains."
I turned back to Tu Guang and said, "Let's drive."
"Brzea, the key!"
Buzz~
After Tu Guang drove away, I immediately stepped on the pile of firewood and climbed to the roof of the thatched house where I once lived. Standing on the roof, I watched the military green pickup truck disappear into the mountains.
This video will definitely be sent to more than just He Chuntian!
"Brother, what are you doing in the room? Come down to eat."
After Boureat shouted something like this from below, I climbed down from the roof. When I followed his footsteps and entered the room where the former 'chef' lived, sincerity had already established itself as if no one else was there.
It's a chicken.
Burea didn't care whether his hands were clean or dead. He reached out and picked off a thigh from the chicken and handed it to me: "Brother."
He looked at me with a smile on his face, and the moment I took the chicken leg, I felt a faint sense of guilt.
"Brother, when will you tell Lao Qiao and take me back? I'm still willing to follow you. I'm getting tired of staying in the village every day."
Cough, cough...
Sincerity choked me and kept coughing, but I glared at him and cursed: "Look at how promising you are, why do you seem to be dying when you see food?"
Burea arranged: "It's not enough, there's more." After saying that, he looked at me again: "Brother, I'm talking to you."
"I agreed."
I looked at Boureia with a smile, but for some reason, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became weird, and Boureia was very keenly aware of this.
"Brother, don't you want to be with me?"
I just took a bite on the chicken leg, and when I looked at him, my hands and head moved together.
"Why do I feel like you don't really want to talk to me today?"
"I...do I?"
Hi.
Burea sighed, stood up and walked out while holding on to the table. He stepped out of the door, grabbed a piece of dogtail grass next to the door, held it in his mouth and said, "I know I'm stupid and my brain is not as good as yours. That’s why you all don’t want to be with me.”
At that moment, I was a little envious of Bujea. He could always live in the simplest environment, and until this second, he was thinking about the simplest interpersonal relationships. It's like, the target that I can't hit when shooting will always seem easy to him, and he will turn around and teach me: "Just shoot, you can hit it without thinking about anything." Is that something you shouldn’t even think about?
There are so many things weighing on me, how could I not think about anything?
Don't blame me, as long as he is a man who needs to support his family, ask him if he can think about nothing and be completely immersed in his hobbies?
Who can see everything as simply and purely as Bujea.
I don't dare to think about how lucky Burea is to be able to live a simple-minded life in this environment and become Lao Qiao's right-hand man.
"Brother!"
Tu Guang came back. After parking the car, he shouted to me first. Then, he even forgot to turn off the engine, got out of the car and ran directly towards me.
I looked at him and asked, "Why are you nervous?"
Tu Guang's head was covered with sweat, he shook his head and said: "No..."
I pointed behind him: "The car is slipping away!"
After Tu Guang turned around to look, he cursed: "Fuck me!"
He rushed back in one stride, opened the car door and quickly stepped on the brakes. This finally brought the car to a stop. At this moment, the green soldiers outside the courtyard looked over.
(End of chapter)
