Chapter 942 Indigenous (I)

Author: Dongfang Hong Bus

Chu Qing is very glad that she wore women's clothing.

Women can always make people less hostile.

Sure enough, when Chu Qing appeared in front of the indigenous people, their posture of holding bows and arrows was obviously much more relaxed.

Chu Qing made a fire on the spot and boiled water in front of them, made milk powder, added some powdered sugar, took a few sips of it, and handed the bowl to the bare-butt children.

The aroma of milk powder is actually not strong, and these natives themselves also have cattle and sheep, and are familiar with the taste, but the fact that milk can be transformed with powder and water makes them feel magical.

Chu Qing also took out the milk slices and snacks and handed them to the children. He felt a little sorry for Chu Xinghai, which was all for him.

The child wanted to come and get it, but their mother held hands tightly, so Chu Qing walked over slowly with the snacks.

When we arrived, although there were men holding a bow and a wooden stick to stop Chu Qing from getting too close, they did not stop Chu Qing from handing over the food.

Chu Qing did not give it to the children anymore, but handed the food to their mother.

A woman walked from behind the crowd to Chu Qing. She had no children beside her, but she took a piece of snack from Chu Qing's hand and took a bite carefully.

Obviously, the soft, sweet and sweet osmanthus cake surprised her and couldn't help but take another bite.

Chu Qing smiled and handed the milk over. The woman nodded after tasting it, and said something to the people around her. Her expression seemed to tell everyone that it was indeed milk.

Then she took the food from Chu Qing and distributed it to the children present.

Chu Qing just held a bowl of milk in one hand and a snack in the other, so he couldn't get a few pieces.

The woman broke a few pieces of dessert into pieces. As for the uneven size of the pieces, she thoughtfully used the dessert to make up for it, trying to make sure that every child gets the same.

And milk is also a sip for every child.

The woman seemed to have a very strong position. No one opposed all the actions she did. Even when the mother of the child saw that the child was still satisfied, she turned her eyes to the woman, as if she was asking for food: Can she ask for more food for the child?

That's right, why should women suffer for women?

"Are you... anyone sick?" Chu Qing asked with his hands, and frowned, and wiped his hands from top to bottom on his chest and abdomen, then crossed his thumb and index finger like a heart-like gesture, and turned around his heart twice.

This is the meaning of sign language asking the other party if he is sick. Chu Qing has not learned this sentence seriously, so he can do it very well.

But the meaning is expressed very clearly. After all, the principle of formulating sign language itself requires that it is easy to understand.

The woman understood it immediately and immediately talked to Chu Qing. Chu Qing said that she didn't understand, but brought the doctor.

He rubbed his stomach and made a painful expression, then pointed at Li Hu and then made a relaxed expression. The woman immediately pointed at Li Hu.

Li Hu's temples condensed large drops of sweat at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they fell one after another. Soon, the sweat beads hit the shoulders along the cheeks... The sky was so hot!

Li Hu's unspeakable eyes made Chu Qing unable to bear it, so he gestured to ask the woman to take her to see the patient.

When he entered one of them, Li Hu whispered to Chu Qing after seeing the doctor: "Malaria is very serious. You should cover yourself tightly and not be bitten by mosquitoes here."

This village is not small and has a scary population. Chu Qing's dense houses are stunned, and mosquitoes are flying around everywhere.

The house here is not the tree house that the boys call, it should be a high-legged house, but it is just hidden in the coconut forest.

This kind of house is like a boat buckled on a wooden shelf that is one person tall, with coconut leaves on the roof, and they are closely connected to each other, and dozens of houses are often surrounded by one.

There are seven or eight people living in each boat, and there are eleven or two people living in small houses, three or four people living in small houses.

If there is a drone that can take photos from mid-air, you can see that there are sparse coconut forests, and there are lots of boathouses, as if you want to make up for the ground that the coconut forest cannot take care of.

There was a buffalo under the rack, and there was a dog squatting beside the rack. When he saw Chu Qing and his group, he would bark and even jump forward to bite.

Chu Qing's evil taste suddenly emerged again. She bent her fingers into claws and raised her face, and at the same time she widened her eyes and bared her teeth, making a "drink" sound at the dog.

The dog was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, hiding under the shelf, and did not forget to "boom" twice on the outside but his tail was tightly clamped between the two strands.

But the buffalo also avoided Chu Qing's gaze and swung his tail to beat the mosquitoes flying around it.

Chu Qing raised his eyebrows high, and she felt that she was killed in both humans and animals, and she was perfect!

Li Hu, who was telling Chu Qing to tie the neck tightly on his neck: "...Look at your promising prospect!"

The woman who led them with her eyes wide open and she let out a soul sigh, but no one could understand.

Xiaobao secretly shook off the Mars on his sleeve. He had just lit a small pinch of black gunpowder in his palm. The instantaneous fireball scared away the evil dog, but also made Mars burn a hole in the cuff.

Although malaria is a very serious disease in Daxuan, Chu Qing has never experienced it and has never seen it in person, so he does not feel terrible.

It was not until he actually saw the patients and there were so many that Chu Qing felt frightened.

There are two or three patients in each elevated boat. They either have high fever or vomit, and their faces are paler than each other.

What aggravates Chu Qing's sense of fear is that there are roosters, sharp knives, wine, water, rice and other items on the ground in the main hall of each boat.

Chu Qing went to another house and saw a thin black man who was inserting a sharp knife into a rice bowl. He lit three incense sticks in another wooden bowl next to him, and the man was still muttering.

The people from this family only looked at Chu Qing and ignored him, but looked at the thin black man with hope.

This... Chu Qing felt a bit like a "dance god", but the man did not dance at this time, just muttering.

"Is this... a witch doctor?" Chu Qing asked Li Hu in a low voice.

Li Hu nodded: "It's probably."

There are many witch doctors in Daxuan, especially among the people. However, the manifestation is usually to point fingers up and down in the patient's house, then whisper, then roll your eyes and jump around. Finally, take a piece of yellow paper and draw a few pieces on it with a red pen, soak the remaining paper ash in water and serve it for the patient to drink.

But the person in front of him was not. After he inserted the sharp knife into the rice bowl, he stared at the sharp knife and muttered in a low voice.

After a while, Chu Qing did not see any changes, but the man ordered the master's family to take out a pig from the pigpen under the boathouse and prepare to slaughter.
Chapter completed!