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Chapter 285 The little black girl who was fined to stand
Chapter 285 The little black girl who was fined to stand
"Don't move!" the black woman screamed for her daughter to stay still.
And the innocent little girl, who didn't know what happened, was still chasing the young peregrine falcon, and stopped when she heard her mother screaming.
The brown peregrine falcon stopped when it saw the little girl who had been following it, glanced at the little girl behind it, then fluttered away, leaving the little girl standing alone in the field.
Seeing the peregrine falcon flying away, the little girl who felt bored wanted to walk back to her mother, but was stopped by her mother.
"Don't move, don't move." The black woman's face was covered with tears, and she couldn't take another step after taking a few steps in the direction of the little girl.
And the acquaintance beside him quickly picked up the phone and said something anxiously into the phone.
The little girl seemed to have done something wrong, with two fat little hands next to her belly, not knowing what happened, nor why her mother was crying.
The black woman was frightened and annoyed at the moment, annoyed that she had forgotten her daughter and let her walk so deep into the field.
Compared with many countries in the world, Angola did not end the war until 2002. This war was not a foreign aggression, but a domestic struggle. The Angolan Human Life Movement supported by the former Soviet Union and Cuba and the M country and South Africa supported it. The UNITA side, in layman's terms, is the battle between the side that chooses socialism and the side that chooses capitalism.
It is conceivable that this small country is under the influence of various parties much larger than him, the war has never ended, and the people have suffered terribly.
Until 2002, this continuous war did not end.
Compared with too many countries, the people here have experienced more suffering, are facing reconstruction, and have countless difficulties.
One of them is food difficulties. During the colonial period, Angola was one of the major food exporting countries in Africa, but now almost all food depends on imports. The main reason is that during the war, too many landmines were laid in rural areas, making these The fields can no longer be used for agricultural activities.
These situations also existed in China at the beginning, and now occasionally I can see newspaper reports that mines dug out many years ago.
However, the situation is even more serious in Angola, and the field where the little girl ran into was a field that was suspected to be buried with landmines and could no longer be cultivated.
The little girl has already run a long way in the past few minutes, and the black women don't know whether to be thankful that the little girl didn't step on a landmine during this distance, or to despair over the danger of the little girl walking out of the minefield again.
The black woman fell to the ground and kept wiping the tears off her face, while the acquaintance on the side kept making phone calls with a hurried face. The little girl in the middle of the field stood straight, with a dark face There is fear and incomprehension.
She simply thought that she had done something wrong and was punished by her mother.
A pick-up truck was coming here. It was a pick-up truck that drove from the capital to the south. The truck looked like it had been used for some years, with traces of time.
There was a person sitting in the cargo box at the back of the pickup truck, leaning against the rear wall of the cab. Logically speaking, the cargo box at the back of the pickup truck could not carry people.
But who cares.
In addition to one person, there are also some logs in this cargo box. The amount of these logs is not much, but they are neatly tied up. Just these logs are not enough to light a fire.
The driver of the pickup truck and the people sitting in the cargo compartment of the truck all noticed the black woman lying down and crying by the side of the road, and the black man anxiously talking on the phone.
Following the line of sight of the black woman, you can see the little girl standing alone in the field. Combined with the situation in this country, it is not difficult to imagine what happened.
This happened more than once or twice.
The person sitting on the cargo box shouted to the people in the front cab to stop the pickup truck driver. The driver of the pickup truck did as the person sitting on the cargo box said and stopped the pickup truck there. Sitting next to the black woman who fell to the ground crying.
The person sitting on the cargo box slowly got up and climbed down from the cargo box of the pickup truck. Anyone with normal vision could tell that this person was acting strangely. Every movement he made was very slow, like a He looked like an old man, with a blue peaked cap on his head, and the cap was lowered so that his face could not be seen.
Wearing an old white shirt covered with dust, the man who staggered like an old man got off the cargo box and walked to the side of the crying black woman. The truck driver also got out of the driving seat and walked away. On the side of the road, the black driver frowned and looked at the little girl in the field, with his hands on his waist, feeling sad and helpless.
This kind of situation has not happened once or twice. In this kind of environment, what can we do?
How to rescue this little girl?
The black woman and her friend also noticed the pickup truck's stop and the approach of the two, but they didn't think the two could help. The stop of the two was just the gaze of two more people.
Behold the tragedy that is about to happen.
"Keep the little girl still, I'll rescue her right away." The man who limped like an old man when he got out of the car walked up to the black woman who fell to the ground and said.
What the man said immediately made the black woman stop suffering and look up at the passerby.
And when the black woman saw clearly the face of the visitor under the blue peaked cap, she was even more surprised.
He is yellow, not black.
It is not difficult to see people of yellow race in Angola, and black women just look at this and think that there is a high probability that this person is a Chinese.
In Angola, there are many Chinese people, and many Chinese companies have set foot in Angola.But now that the golden period of making money has passed, Chinese companies in Angola are still able to support other than state-owned enterprises, and few other companies are doing well.
What surprised the Negro woman was not the fact that the man was yellow, but the language he spoke.
Angola used to be a colony of Portugal, and now their official language is Portuguese, but this yellow man does not speak Portuguese, but the language of their nation.
It is important to know that there are several national languages in Angola, and these national languages are roughly divided according to geographical regions.
This man of yellow race spoke exactly the national language of this area, without any distortion, just like the people who lived here since childhood, even better than some native Angolans.
A black woman has never seen a yellow man like this.
The yellow man nodded to her, then stood up straight, looking around.
While the yellow man was looking around, the black woman was also looking at this strange yellow man.
(End of this chapter)
"Don't move!" the black woman screamed for her daughter to stay still.
And the innocent little girl, who didn't know what happened, was still chasing the young peregrine falcon, and stopped when she heard her mother screaming.
The brown peregrine falcon stopped when it saw the little girl who had been following it, glanced at the little girl behind it, then fluttered away, leaving the little girl standing alone in the field.
Seeing the peregrine falcon flying away, the little girl who felt bored wanted to walk back to her mother, but was stopped by her mother.
"Don't move, don't move." The black woman's face was covered with tears, and she couldn't take another step after taking a few steps in the direction of the little girl.
And the acquaintance beside him quickly picked up the phone and said something anxiously into the phone.
The little girl seemed to have done something wrong, with two fat little hands next to her belly, not knowing what happened, nor why her mother was crying.
The black woman was frightened and annoyed at the moment, annoyed that she had forgotten her daughter and let her walk so deep into the field.
Compared with many countries in the world, Angola did not end the war until 2002. This war was not a foreign aggression, but a domestic struggle. The Angolan Human Life Movement supported by the former Soviet Union and Cuba and the M country and South Africa supported it. The UNITA side, in layman's terms, is the battle between the side that chooses socialism and the side that chooses capitalism.
It is conceivable that this small country is under the influence of various parties much larger than him, the war has never ended, and the people have suffered terribly.
Until 2002, this continuous war did not end.
Compared with too many countries, the people here have experienced more suffering, are facing reconstruction, and have countless difficulties.
One of them is food difficulties. During the colonial period, Angola was one of the major food exporting countries in Africa, but now almost all food depends on imports. The main reason is that during the war, too many landmines were laid in rural areas, making these The fields can no longer be used for agricultural activities.
These situations also existed in China at the beginning, and now occasionally I can see newspaper reports that mines dug out many years ago.
However, the situation is even more serious in Angola, and the field where the little girl ran into was a field that was suspected to be buried with landmines and could no longer be cultivated.
The little girl has already run a long way in the past few minutes, and the black women don't know whether to be thankful that the little girl didn't step on a landmine during this distance, or to despair over the danger of the little girl walking out of the minefield again.
The black woman fell to the ground and kept wiping the tears off her face, while the acquaintance on the side kept making phone calls with a hurried face. The little girl in the middle of the field stood straight, with a dark face There is fear and incomprehension.
She simply thought that she had done something wrong and was punished by her mother.
A pick-up truck was coming here. It was a pick-up truck that drove from the capital to the south. The truck looked like it had been used for some years, with traces of time.
There was a person sitting in the cargo box at the back of the pickup truck, leaning against the rear wall of the cab. Logically speaking, the cargo box at the back of the pickup truck could not carry people.
But who cares.
In addition to one person, there are also some logs in this cargo box. The amount of these logs is not much, but they are neatly tied up. Just these logs are not enough to light a fire.
The driver of the pickup truck and the people sitting in the cargo compartment of the truck all noticed the black woman lying down and crying by the side of the road, and the black man anxiously talking on the phone.
Following the line of sight of the black woman, you can see the little girl standing alone in the field. Combined with the situation in this country, it is not difficult to imagine what happened.
This happened more than once or twice.
The person sitting on the cargo box shouted to the people in the front cab to stop the pickup truck driver. The driver of the pickup truck did as the person sitting on the cargo box said and stopped the pickup truck there. Sitting next to the black woman who fell to the ground crying.
The person sitting on the cargo box slowly got up and climbed down from the cargo box of the pickup truck. Anyone with normal vision could tell that this person was acting strangely. Every movement he made was very slow, like a He looked like an old man, with a blue peaked cap on his head, and the cap was lowered so that his face could not be seen.
Wearing an old white shirt covered with dust, the man who staggered like an old man got off the cargo box and walked to the side of the crying black woman. The truck driver also got out of the driving seat and walked away. On the side of the road, the black driver frowned and looked at the little girl in the field, with his hands on his waist, feeling sad and helpless.
This kind of situation has not happened once or twice. In this kind of environment, what can we do?
How to rescue this little girl?
The black woman and her friend also noticed the pickup truck's stop and the approach of the two, but they didn't think the two could help. The stop of the two was just the gaze of two more people.
Behold the tragedy that is about to happen.
"Keep the little girl still, I'll rescue her right away." The man who limped like an old man when he got out of the car walked up to the black woman who fell to the ground and said.
What the man said immediately made the black woman stop suffering and look up at the passerby.
And when the black woman saw clearly the face of the visitor under the blue peaked cap, she was even more surprised.
He is yellow, not black.
It is not difficult to see people of yellow race in Angola, and black women just look at this and think that there is a high probability that this person is a Chinese.
In Angola, there are many Chinese people, and many Chinese companies have set foot in Angola.But now that the golden period of making money has passed, Chinese companies in Angola are still able to support other than state-owned enterprises, and few other companies are doing well.
What surprised the Negro woman was not the fact that the man was yellow, but the language he spoke.
Angola used to be a colony of Portugal, and now their official language is Portuguese, but this yellow man does not speak Portuguese, but the language of their nation.
It is important to know that there are several national languages in Angola, and these national languages are roughly divided according to geographical regions.
This man of yellow race spoke exactly the national language of this area, without any distortion, just like the people who lived here since childhood, even better than some native Angolans.
A black woman has never seen a yellow man like this.
The yellow man nodded to her, then stood up straight, looking around.
While the yellow man was looking around, the black woman was also looking at this strange yellow man.
(End of this chapter)
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