This slum is where the Nanai people gather. Although it is only one street away from the imperial slum, the two areas are as incompatible as oil and water.
The imperial people, who were also impoverished, looked down upon these Nanai aborigines at all.
When the Empire occupied the Maka plane and the Bena Army conquered the Nanai tribe and built the city of Worimara, the Nanai people also contributed a lot of effort. Many Nanai aborigines settled in Worimara.
Lacheng also started from that time.
The architectural style here is somewhat incompatible with that of Bena City. Many buildings are still wooden structures. The roofs are made of tightly packed branches and are covered with a thick layer of yellow mud mixed with cow dung. There are no windows in the house, only a simple
Even in the daytime, it is still very dark when you enter the house through the wooden door.
The tribesmen only go inside the house when sleeping, and usually prefer to sit on the wooden steps under the eaves.
Andrew is back, which is an even more important event for Andrew's family than the Harvest Festival.
There was meat for dinner, and a chicken was stewed. The earthen pot was burnt very black, but the chicken and soup inside the earthen pot had a mint fragrance. Andrew's first wife was responsible for dividing the meal, and everyone
There is meat and chicken soup, and then half of the fragrant roasted wheat cake. Break the crispy roasted wheat cake into pieces, put it into a large bowl, pour a spoonful of fragrant chicken soup, and finally cover it with a piece of barbecue.
This is almost the most sumptuous and delicious dinner for the Nanai family.
Looking at the seven children sitting across from him, Andrew remembered that there were only four of them last time he went home.
The three wives were all gathered around Andrew. The eldest son and the second daughter were looking after the younger brothers and sisters to eat. The eldest brother and eldest sister had different demeanor. Anyone who couldn't hold a spoon steadily was given a hard look.
But this time, there was actually a young girl sitting opposite Andrew.
While eating dinner, Andrew couldn't help but glance at her bulging chest. She had a slender waist, wheat-colored skin, and her whole body exuded youthful vitality.
After dinner, Andrew called the wives back to the room and lit an oil lamp, so that there was a glimmer of light in the room.
The figures of the four people were reflected on the walls of the room by the dim light of the oil lamp.
Three bulging and heavy sheepskin money bags were placed in front of the three wives. Andrew thought about it, took out a large handful from his arms and placed them with the eldest wife. The matter of dividing the money was quickly over, and those golden gold coins were
The three wives' eyes were a little straight. They counted the number of gold coins over and over again. Unfortunately, there were too many and some of them couldn't be counted, so they simply put them back in the bag.
Dig a hole under the bed and bury it in it.
Then, the eldest wife explained the young girl to Andrew in a low voice. After hearing this, Andrew felt a little stupid and asked in a low voice:
"What's going on? I'm not here, how can you marry me another one?"
The eldest wife, who had absolute say in the family, said to the third child next to her: "Go and call Gu Lina in."
The young girl walked into the room a little uneasily. She was a little shy and didn't dare to raise her head when she sat opposite Andrew.
The eldest wife raised the oil lamp with one hand and said to the young girl: "Gulina, sit over here and raise your head."
Gu Lina seemed to be crawling in the room, raising her head nervously, letting the eldest wife hold the oil lamp close to her face, allowing Andrew to see it very clearly.
"Don't you remember, you hugged her when she was little?" the eldest wife reminded Andrew in a low voice.
"I know she is your youngest sister Gu Lina. How could I not remember that we had just gotten married at that time and had little savings in our hands. When we went to your house, she was so tall..." There was a trace of memory in Andrew's eyes.
Brilliant, he sighed.
Then he gestured with his hands on his waist, and then he said with great emotion:
"Your parents also gave us two bags of wheat and asked me to treat you well."
The eldest wife blinked her eyes and whispered to Andrew: "My father and mother got sick and died last spring. She didn't dare to live at home alone, so I took her here."
Andrew looked shocked and immediately said:
"That's what she should do. Let her live here down-to-earth. It doesn't matter how long she lives. Then help Gu Lina find someone who likes her. We can prepare a dowry for her."
The eldest wife's eyes widened and she cursed at Andrew: "Are you stupid? It's okay to let her live and eat here for free. Why do you need to prepare a dowry for her?"
Without waiting for Andrew to defend himself, he said directly:
"With the Harvest Festival a few days ago, I helped you hold a wedding ceremony at the patriarch's place. Now Gu Lina is your wife, so she doesn't live and eat for free, and she can also save a dowry...
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"..."
Andrew's heart was full of mixed emotions. He was not happy with his wives' arbitrary decisions, and he was drooling over Gu Lina's body.
His eldest wife added: "I also plan to renovate the house before winter, build a new roof, and cover the walls with a layer of wooden boards."
After thinking about it, he took out two gold coins from his arms and gave them to his sister Gu Lina, and said casually: "Your man gave it to you..."
Probably they have never seen so much money in their lives. The women of the Nanai tribe can only count numbers to a hundred. They don’t understand what financial management is at all. They are used to saving money in their lives. The extra money is destined to be buried under the bed.
In the earth hole.
Andrew thought for a while, but he did not tell him about his plan to sponsor the Nanai children to attend the Zhan Zhan Academy, nor did he take out the whole box of gold coins.
Andrew raised his buttocks, bent down and walked out of the house. The eldest wife caught up from behind and asked:
"Where are you going?"
Andrew waved his hand casually and said, "I'll go sit with the old patriarch."
At this time, it was getting dark. The sons were sitting on the steps in front of the house. Some were sharpening sharp sticks, while others were lying lazily. The three younger ones were running around on the wooden platform.
The saliva flowed down his chin and onto his belly.
They were a little unfamiliar with their father and were hesitant to get close to Andrew.
Only the eldest son and second daughter saw him coming out of the house and immediately stood up in a polite manner.
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There is an extra brazier in the old patriarch's room. He has a big pipe, which is made of wood. It is filled with tobacco leaves and can burn for a long time. It is not hot when you hold it in your hand. When you think of it, you will take a puff.
The house was filled with a faint smell of smoke.
Andrew sat opposite the old patriarch. The room was very wide and there were transom windows on the roof. The room was not stuffy at all.
Andrew proposed to the old patriarch that he wanted to send all the children in the clan to study at the War College in Wozhimala City...
After hearing this, the old patriarch pondered for a long time before shaking his head and saying:
"It's different. Our children and the children of the Empire are treated differently in this city. The Wozhimala War College only accepts children from the Empire. Even if they have money, they are not willing to let our children enter the school."
"how so?"
Andrew never thought that the truth would be like this, and he didn't understand it.
"This has always been the case." The old patriarch sighed.
The light in the room was very dark, with only a little light coming from the brazier. He took a puff of cigarette, and his dry lips seemed unable to close.
"I'm going to talk to the dean of the Zhan Zhan College." Andrew was filled with anger and wanted to punch the dean into the wall.
The old patriarch didn't move, raised his eyelids and said lightly to him: "If you are willing to take over as the patriarch of the Nanai tribe, you can do so, but if you still plan to leave, then just be patient for a while..."
Andrew stopped.
Obviously the old patriarch had something to say. Those people probably didn't dare to take any action when Andrew was in Wozhimala City, but... once Andrew left, the Nanai people might be oppressed by the imperial people.
Andrew took a deep breath and did it again.
"Then I will take the children out of here. I know which war college is willing to teach our children." Andrew said to the old patriarch.
The old patriarch looked at Andrew hesitantly, and after a moment of silence, he took another puff of cigarette and said: "Not only for these reasons, the cost of the trip and tuition are also a huge burden for those families, and
After all, we still have to live there.”
Andrew knew that most of the tribes were poor, and each family raised a lot of children.
After all, there are only so many things that everyone can do at night.
"I am willing to bear this cost until the day they leave the college." Andrew said.
"Andrew, are you really willing to do this?" The old patriarch's eyes lit up and he looked at Andrew in surprise.
"Yes, I am willing to spend part of the money to help them." Andrew answered without hesitation.
The old patriarch breathed a sigh of relief and said very relaxedly: "You are indeed a Nanai warrior who came back from the outside world."
"In this way, I will gather them tomorrow. If the children are willing to go out with you, you can take them away."
"I will probably leave Wozhimara tomorrow, and I will be here before sunset." Andrew counted the time and said to the old patriarch.
Even though the matter was settled, the old patriarch's eyes became brighter, and he even took the initiative to hand the pipe to Andrew.
For a second-level warrior, Andrew was indifferent to tobacco. He just took a shallow puff and gave it back to the old patriarch.
"Where are you going when you go out this time?" the old patriarch asked casually.
Andrew thought for a while and replied honestly: "Warsaw plane, but before that, I will settle the child well."
"Warsaw Plane!" The old patriarch's eyes widened. He remembered that in the past few years, at least 8,000 young warriors from the Nanai tribe had rushed into that fire pit as cannon fodder.
"The plane that trapped Duke Newman and the Bena Legion?" The old patriarch was worried that he had heard wrongly and confirmed again.
Andrew replied: "That's right there..."
The old patriarch frowned and said with a grimace:
"You are going there this time. I heard that it will be difficult to come back. Andrew, you have to think carefully before making a decision. You must not be rash and hasty."
Andrew patted his strong chest and said calmly: "Don't worry, old patriarch."
After leaving the old patriarch, Andrew returned home and lay on the already crowded bed. Young Gulina lay beside him. He put his arms around her soft shoulders and said nothing.
At night in the Nanai tribe gathering area, there are only a few things that can be done...
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