Soon, Auntie's cart stopped, and they stopped on a hillside by the river with many tropical plants. The environment here was slightly better than on the previous road, but it was not much better. There were some flowers on the hillside. There are many mud houses, and there are generators and motorcycles at the door of every house.
Some women with baskets on their heads came out of the mud huts and looked curiously at the three strangers in the village.
Song Wenbin was just about to say something to his aunt when he heard a commotion from behind. He turned around and saw that it was the film crew who had been stopped by a group of black men. They formed a human wall in front of the pickup truck and kept stopping. Theorizing with the photographer in the pickup truck.
Huo Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.
Song Wenbin wanted to see what happened, but Huo Yu stopped him and said, "Don't worry about them. These people are only responsible for filming anyway. Let them solve it themselves."
Song Wenbin felt that what Huo Yu said made sense, so he followed Aunt Africa towards her yard with her. Only Sutina stood next to the tree, watching the argument between the camera crew and the black people worriedly.
Song Wenbin came behind the earthen courtyard wall, and an old man with a stooped body came out of the courtyard. He pointed at Song Wenbin and babbled something. The black aunt also quarreled with him for a while, and soon the man gave up and gave up the room.
Song Wenbin went in and took a look at their residence. The earthen house was very simple, with only a wooden bed and a hammock besides some simple pots and pans. Not only that, there was a faint smell of rotting meat in the house. Here, Song Wenbin saw some dried birds hanging on the wall, wooden dolls standing in the corner, and some eagle talons hanging on the statues. The house was dilapidated. With a certain air of mystery.
People here are quite superstitious, Song Wenbin thought.
After watching for a while, Song Wenbin came out with a frown on his face.
At this time, another young black man came out of the mud house next door. When he saw Song Wenbin, he came over curiously, looked him up and down, and chatted with him.
Song Wenbin couldn't understand what he said, so he could only ask Huo Yu.
Huo Yu said: "He asked you where you came from."
Song Wenbin said it was China. After hearing this, the black man beamed with joy and said many things again and again. Although Song Wenbin could not understand what he said, he could feel the enthusiasm of the African people from his enthusiastic attitude and the good things he said.
For some reason, this enthusiasm made him feel a little ashamed, and he could only keep nodding.
After saying hello to Song Wenbin, the man went into the mud house and kept saying hello. Soon, several black women emerged from his mud house one after another. The man pointed at Song Wenbin and kept saying something to the women. Several women However, he looked calm and left the Tsuchiya and spread out.
Song Wenbin asked Huo Yu what the man was talking about, but Huo Yu just shook his head and said that these people did not speak English, but the language of indigenous Africans, and she could not understand it.
On the other side, the film crew was surrounded by a group of black people and was forced to pay a large fee before they could enter the village and conduct follow-up filming.
The arrival of the film crew, Song Wenbin and others seemed to be a big event for this village. Soon, the young man came back on a motorcycle with a goat around his neck. He handed the goat to the woman. The women took the goats to be slaughtered, and some came back with vegetables and bananas.
Song Wenbin saw that they were interested in entertaining, so he quickly asked Huo Yu to tell them not to bother them. But Huo Yu just leaned against the wall, folded his arms and ignored him. He went to find Sutina again, but Miss XJ looked at him with confused eyes.
"Why not entertain?"
She said: "The guest should not teach the host how to do things."
Song Wenbin was speechless and could only lean against the earth wall with Huo Yu in silence.
Sutina was very excited. She walked around the mud huts, sometimes talking to the women who were slaughtering sheep, and sometimes teasing the dancing black children. Those children were also willing to play with her. A group of people were running around, looking full of energy. shoot.
The women were cutting mutton with knives beside the earthen stove, lighting the stove and setting up the iron pot. The cooking method does not seem much different from that in China, but the use of spices makes the finished dish look a bit Indian, especially the few white eggs scattered on the soup surface, which looks very exotic.
The wait did not last long. The women quickly prepared the food and filled three large aluminum pots with red soup, yellow soup and brown soup. The air was filled with a strong smell of spices.
The black aunt invited Song Wenbin and Huo Yu to have dinner together.
Song Wenbin and Huo Yu hadn't eaten for a long time, and they were very hungry at the moment, so they sat down on a few small wooden stools.
Su Tina, who had been watching the study, brought two ceramic plates to Song Wenbin and Huo Yu. The plates contained a mixture of three kinds of soup and meat. They poured it on a lump of yellow dough, but there were still no cutlery.
"This is fufu, I went to ask them specifically."
Sutina said excitedly.
Unlike Su Tina, who was always excited, Huo Yu seemed hesitant. She looked at the plate: "Isn't this the same as last time we..."
"That's right, but I just ate a piece. It's not as sticky as last time, and it's very elastic. It tastes a bit like domestic rice cakes. It's delicious with this soup!"
Song Wenbin and Huo Yu took the plate, and Su Tina specially bent down, inserted her fingers into the soup, and demonstrated in front of them: "Pinch it with your fingers, yes, like scissors."
Song Wenbin watched this girl twirling her fingers in the soup with great interest, and couldn't help but have a ridiculous feeling. Has this guy really been baptized in the 21st century?
But when Song Wenbin actually started eating, he found that Sutina was right. He didn't know whether it was because she was too perfunctory last time or because she was really hungry this time. The African food this time was much more delicious than last time.
Song Wenbin felt that if it was placed in a restaurant and came with a spoon, he might be willing to spend a hundred yuan to eat it.
Huo Yu ate in silence. There were three kinds of meat on her plate, one was fish, one was a sheep that was slaughtered not long ago, and there was another one she didn't recognize. But when she ate the last bit of meat, she couldn't help but ask Sutina, "What kind of meat is this?"
Sutina asked around, and then said to Huo Yu happily: "This is a kind of mouse."
"Cough cough cough..."
Song Wenbin coughed.
"A kind of rat?"
Huo Yu was stunned.
"Yeah, they call it the big cane rat. Judging from the name, it should be a kind of rat that likes to eat sugar cane." Sutina said.
Huo Yu took the piece of meat and thought about it. She felt that there were black people around and it would not be good to throw it away. So with a smile that could not be more fake, she put the rat meat in her hand directly into Song Wenbin's plate. Rou said: "Eat more."
Song Wenbin almost jumped up and put the plate on her head, but when he thought about the people around him, he could only force a fake smile and said: "I'm full." And he stuffed the rat meat back without hesitation .
When they were almost done eating, the aunt's son brought a bucket from the house that was similar to a plastic bucket for gasoline, as well as several disposable plastic cups. He poured a cup of something for each of Song Wenbin and the others and persuaded him to drink.
Song Wenbin was reluctant to take a sip, and found that it was some kind of banana fermented alcoholic beverage. It tasted good sour and sweet, but had a bitter aftertaste. Song Wenbin didn't dare to drink more because he was still working. But Brother Hei was already distributing cups with great shouts and drinking happily with the people in the village.
After drinking, the black people still felt that they were still satisfied. They lit a bonfire in the open space, took out their homemade tambourines, and a group of people gathered around the fire and started dancing.
The aunt's son clapped his hands, pulled some women over, danced with them in his arms, and kissed them from time to time, making the two women in his arms giggle.
Song Wenbin saw that he was living a cool life, so he asked Huo Yu, "Why can this guy be so happy, hugging and kissing him on both sides?"
Huo Yu just smiled coldly and said, "Ask him yourself."
Due to the language barrier, Song Wenbin was naturally unable to ask him, but Sutina said from the side: "Many places in Africa are polygamous, and this is still the case today. This is normal for them."
Song Wenbin:......
It has to be said that black people are indeed very talented in dance and music. Amidst the beats of homemade tambourines and the dancing postures of women, it seems that all traces of civilization have disappeared, and the gods who create daily harassment and oppression in life seem to be here. Quietly exited the scene in an instant, leaving the control of this small piece of land completely to them.
Song Wenbin had no ability to participate, and Huo Yu just sat by the fire and watched silently. At this moment, Sutina seemed to have found her home court, standing in front of the fire singing and dancing with a group of black people she had never met before. The dance of Chinese XJ is so harmonious on the land of Africa.
Seeing Su Tina's passionate dance, Huo Yu suddenly asked abruptly: "You've never seen anything like this outdoors, have you?"
Song Wenbin shook his head silently: "I haven't seen it before."
...
Finally, when the moon climbed to the top of the palm trees, this unexpected party finally came to an end.
The three foreign visitors returned to the earthen house arranged by their aunt. Under extreme fatigue, the faint rotten smell in the air became unbearable.
Needless to say, Song Wenbin walked to the hammock, lay down on it and began to rest without taking off his shoes.
The two girls were exhausted after a long day in Africa, and they didn't care about being disgusted, so they just lay naked on the bed.
After a while, Song Wenbin fell into sleep.
It seemed that there was only a moment between closing his eyes and opening them. Song Wenbin felt that someone had woken him up just moments after he fell asleep.
He sat up from the hammock sleepily. It turned out to be Huo Yu. At this moment, she was standing next to Song Wenbin holding an antelope horn, her eyes widened.
Her appearance reminded Song Wenbin of cats in the wild, and he muttered: "What are you doing...is it dawn...?"
"Shhh...listen."
Huo Yubi stopped his mouth.
Song Wenbin listened for a moment, and sure enough he heard noisy sounds outside. It was the sound of many people walking around and heavy objects being dragged.
Song Wenbin suddenly became alert. Although it is fun to eat and dance, this is Africa thousands of miles away from China after all, and no one knows what will happen here at night.
He quickly climbed out of the hammock and landed on the ground.
Huo Yu went to bed and pushed Su Tina awake. Su Tina didn't know what happened after being shaken to wake up, but after Huo Yu whispered a few words to her, she stood up and grabbed Huo Yu's arm firmly.
Huo Yu pushed her away and took the lead to go out with the antelope horns.
It was getting dark outside the house, and there were many figures flashing in the palm forest not far away. From time to time, firelight would rise from the forest, making shadowy shadows, and I didn't know what was going on.
Song Wenbin followed Huo Yu, and Su Tina followed him. The three of them left the house in the dark.
At this time, two black men came out from behind the mud house on the side, carrying a huge black object in their hands. Song Wenbin didn't know what it was, but he could smell a pungent smell.
Huo Yu just glanced at it, then immediately lowered his head and hid behind the courtyard wall.
Song Wenbin took a closer look under the moonlight and saw that the two black men were naked and carrying things towards the palm forest in the distance.
After the two of them walked away, Song Wenbin raised his head and murmured: "What kind of plane..."
At this time, Song Wenbin found a dark figure in his earthen house, facing them motionless. After looking back for a while, Song Wenbin realized that it was actually the photographer of the program team. He was up late at night and still carrying the machine.
Song Wenbin was both admired and annoyed. He touched the photographer and asked in a low voice: "You don't even take pictures of us sleeping, do you?"
"The director's decision, he asked for the entire recording."
said the photographer.
"Don't you need to sleep!?"
Song Wenbin was annoyed.
"I work the night shift."
said the photographer.
Song Wenbin:......
At this time, just under the slope not far from them, a flame suddenly rose high, and the flame was accompanied by the sound of the motor rotating. With the help of flames, someone dragged something black and ran out of the dense jungle.
Song Wenbin didn't know what was going on over there, so a few people sneaked forward driven by curiosity. When they got closer, they discovered that the black thing was an unusually thick pipe.
The pipe is being twitched by the motor, constantly spitting out a thick black substance, and the air is filled with a pungent smell like rotten eggs. The black substance was spit into a huge iron barrel.
Several naked black men worked together to lift the bucket, fork it to an iron trough in the distance, and then lit a fire on the iron trough. On the iron trough, a pipe was continuously spraying steam.
Seeing this scene in the dark night, Huo Yu couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "What are these people doing..."
"It's oil."
Sutina whispered: "They are refining gasoline."
