Although the Ji family's house is large, it is incomparable with the Tang family's house. After entering the door, turn left for a while, then turn straight, and enter the living room.

Although Ji Wei is the big boss of the Ji family, his home is not decorated with splendor and splendor that symbolizes his status. Instead, it is relatively simple and simple, just like his personality.

Arriving in the living room, Ji Wei hurriedly greeted: "You two, please sit down."

"Thank you." Ji Yaqian said gratefully and sat down.

Tang Lin did not sit down. She looked at Ji Yu and smiled: "Ji Yu, will you show me your home?"

Ji Yu replied readily: "I'm very happy. Let's go and show you my studio. My mother is a famous painter. You will definitely be surprised by her paintings."

"Really, then I can't wait to see it."

Ji Wei said: "Xiao Lin, feel free to do whatever you want, don't be formal, treat this place like your home. You must be hungry too, I'll tell aunt to cook."

Tang Lin said: "Okay, Uncle Ji, that's going to be troublesome."

After a while, Tang Lin followed Ji Yu to the studio upstairs. Ji Yaqian was playing with her mobile phone in the living room, while Ji Wei was in the kitchen instructing her aunt to cook...

Africa is the heart of the world, but what about Somalia?

There is plenty of daylight here, and the sun is as hot as fire. Blue sky, scorching sun, green trees, red soil, colorful flowers, and dark skin are the colors here, but they also outline the characteristics of backwardness and poverty here, especially those mud houses and those who sit or sit in

There are small groups of black children next to the earthen house.

On the empty and flat sand, an off-road vehicle drove towards a two-story building not far away. Dust billowed up wherever the vehicle passed.

It was a relief station in Somalia, and there were many Somali refugees outside, mostly women and children.

Twenty meters away from the relief station, the black man stopped the car and said, "President, we are here."

In the back seat, Yu Shengjun, who was wearing a white shirt and casual black pants, put his hand on the car window and slightly raised his sunglasses, and his eyes slowly fell on the relief station not far away.

At this time, something happened at the relief station. A group of young and strong men were beating a man in his early thirties. From the relief station, they beat the man outside, frightening the women and children around him.

The person who was beaten was not very strong, but he was not thin either. He had good body proportions. If he was hit by one or two people, he could still fight back, but there were more than a dozen people who beat him. He was unable to fight back.

After a while, the facial features that were originally deep were bruised and swollen.

After the men were satisfied with the beating, they gestured contemptuously at the man several times, and then carried away everything in the relief station without leaving anything behind.

The old men and women who were waiting for their portion of food could only watch helplessly as the food that had filled them for half a month was taken away without any leftover.

At this time, the injured man got up, regardless of the pain on his body, he caught up with the group of people, blocked their way, and ordered them in their words, "Put down the food. If you take them all away, you will starve to death."

A lot of people.”

The strong man walking at the front put down what he was carrying and walked toward the man fiercely, "You haven't been beaten enough, have you?"

As soon as the strong man came up, he grabbed the man's clothes and was about to punch the man's scarred face when suddenly he couldn't move his hands.

Looking sideways, he saw that his arm was grabbed by a cleanly dressed man wearing sunglasses. He struggled with all his strength, but the other man looked relaxed.

The corners of Yu Shengjun's lips curled up slightly, and then with a strong hand, he pulled the overly large man to the side, and then he flew two meters away and lay on the ground to eat a mouthful of dust.

Seeing this, the other men dropped their food and attacked the Royal Saint.

The corners of Yu Shengjun's lips curled up in a contemptuous arc. When these people approached, his figure flashed past and quickly shuttled among these people a few times. When he returned to the original place, it only took a second.

None of these people could move, no matter how hard they tried. Fear filled their hearts, but before they could reach the end of their fear, Yu Shengjun struck out with his fists and kicks at the same time, knocking down all these people in three or two strokes. His movements were clean and neat.

, elegant and beautiful.

The Somalis around him applauded in surprise.

The black man helped the man who was beaten to half-life and asked in imperfect Arabic: "Are you okay?"

The man shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

The surrounding Somalis all approached Yu Shengjun out of curiosity. They were extremely curious about this young man who had no trace of dust on his body. The sky here is full of yellow sand and the air is not good. Everyone who comes here will be dirty.

But this young man with white complexion is among them and is not infected by the inferior factors here.

These Somalis wondered, was this Asian man the one who personally delivered food? Or was he here to comfort them, hungry refugees?

Yu Shengjun ignored these hateful men. He scanned the surrounding refugees, trying to find a familiar face. Tang Tianyou had always arranged for someone to protect Tang Tianen secretly, so he knew where Tang Tianen was.

.Those who protect Tang Tianen said that Tang Tianen spent most of his time distributing food to refugees at this aid station, but how did he see her?

The injured man walked up to Yu Shengjun and asked: "Excuse me, are you Chinese?"

Yu Shengjun didn't understand and looked at the black man, who translated in English, "He asked, CEO, are you Chinese?"

Yu Shengjun nodded towards the injured man.

The black man asked the injured man: "How do you know he is Chinese?"

The man suddenly did a signature move of Bruce Lee, but it only looked a bit like it, "Because, if you know Chinese Kung Fu, I can too!"

The black man feebly translated the man's words to Yu Shengjun.

The Royal Saint smiled helplessly.

The man put away his fists and feet, touched the back of his head and smiled naively, "I'm not Chinese, and I don't know how to use Chinese Kung Fu, so you guys are laughing at me. Are you two here to play? If you are not in a hurry, come to my house.

Would you like a glass of water? My name is Sodi!"

"His name is Sodi and he invites us to drink water at his house." The black man translated the man's words to Yu Shengjun.

Yu Shengjun took a deep look at the refugees around him. These hungry refugees, especially the children, were all skinny and skinny.

Sodi's home is not far from the relief station, in an area full of mud huts. The mud huts here are very short, and it seems that the house will melt when it rains. Outside those houses made of grass and wood, there are many

The children were playing with the dirt, while the adults were knitting something.

Sodi invited Yu Shengjun into an earthen house. The earthen house was equipped with everything, but they were all very backward and crude.

"Please drink water." Sodi poured a glass of water for Yu Shengjun and said in not very fluent Chinese.

Yu Shengjun was surprised, "Can you speak Chinese?"

Sodi smiled sheepishly and said truthfully: "My wife is Chinese. My wife and I have been living together for three years, so I can speak a little. Please don't be offended if I don't speak well."

At the first moment, Yu Shengjun thought of Tang Tianen, and he was about to ask: "Is your wife..." According to those who protected Tang Tianen, Tang Tianen married a local here. If he guessed correctly, it should be

Sodi.

At this time, an Asian woman with yellow skin but delicate facial features walked in from outside carrying a basket. Before she could fully come in, she said, "Honey, I'm back."

The woman spoke in Somali. When she came in, she saw the two people with their backs to her and stopped unconsciously.

Yu Shengjun slowly turned around and looked at the woman. When the woman saw him, she was startled. When she saw Yu Shengjun take off his glasses, she was completely stunned.

Yu Shengjun wanted to say hello properly, but unexpectedly, Tang Tianen suddenly dropped the basket on his back and ran out, as if he was afraid of seeing Yu Shengjun.

"Wait a minute!" Yu Shengjun chased after him.

Sodi held the water in his hand and wondered, "Do they know each other?"

The black man said: "They are siblings!"

Sodi was shocked, "Is this the brother my wife has been telling me about?"

Tang Tianen ran to a place where there was a lack of water and numerous cracks had opened. Surrounded by hillsides and deserts without plants.

She stood on the edge, blowing in the wind, and looked at the desolate desert not far away.

Yu Shengjun walked slowly behind her and called softly, "Sister."

Tang Tianen's body trembled, and the long-lost call came back. She thought that in this life, she would never have the chance to hear this person call her that, and tears suddenly filled her eyes.

Yu Shengjun said softly: "I'm getting married, and you are my only relative. Without your blessing and your participation, I would never be happy in my life."

Tang Tianen didn't speak and shed tears silently. The bloody scene where his brother shot his lover was still before his eyes.

Yu Shengjun seemed to know the reason why she didn't speak, "You are my only relative, and I will not allow anyone to hurt you. You have never forgiven me because I killed the person you loved most, but you misunderstood me.

, that person approached you for a purpose." If Tang Tianyou hadn't mentioned it in his diary, how would he have dared to tell Tang Tianen that it was a misunderstanding.

Yu Shengjun added: "I originally wanted to persuade you to go back early in the morning, but seeing that you love the people here so much and have found happiness again, I am very happy for you, so I respect your choice and gave up going back with you.

Thoughts. When I come here this time, I really hope you can go back with me. We haven’t had a meal together for a long time.”

His last words finally made Tang Tianen's emotions collapse. She turned around suddenly, threw herself into his arms, and cried loudly.

She only has one younger brother left, and she hasn’t seen her brother for a long time. Over the years, his brother has been silently supporting her and the people here. She knows that, and she misses him more than him...

The wind and sand are rolling.
Chapter completed!