The man returned to the car with an umbrella, opened the car door again, bowed, held the umbrella under the car door, and said in English, "Miss Tian, please get out of the car. You must be exhausted after driving for so long.
Well, we will rest here tonight!"
The man's tone and behavior should be as respectful as possible. Tian Yuan got out of the car, and the man on her side immediately got out of the car and stood straight beside Tian Yuan.
The umbrella was held on top of Tian Yuan's head. When she got out of the car, the rain did not hit Tian Yuan at all. However, she was supported by three men and got out of the car. The villagers directly focused their attention on Tian Yuan.
, the innocent children are clapping their hands and calling this a protected princess? Why do these people come here?
However, the children's innocent words were enough to make Tian Yuan feel a little more relaxed. It seemed that these people had followed the route to this place for the first time, and the people here did not know these people.
The man holding the umbrella took out money from his pocket again. This time, it was a whole stack. At a glance, it was at least five thousand thick, which showed how generous he was.
While holding the money, the man pointed to the house of the villager who sold the umbrella before, and said in English that with the money, he bought the house for one night.
But how could the villagers understand English? While looking at the stack of money, their eyes were shining, and at the same time they were looking at the man's gestures with great depression, not knowing what he was going to buy with the money. You know, it was the most expensive thing in his house.
He couldn't sell it at this price. The most valuable thing in his home was a very small color TV bought second-hand in the town. He had carried the TV several miles up the mountain to buy it. Even so.
He was also happy to sell it for 5,000 yuan.
The man's patience was not good. After talking several times, he saw that the villagers still didn't understand, so he cursed in Italian. Then he looked directly at Tian Yuan and said, "If Miss Tian doesn't want to live in the car at night,
Please also ask Miss Tian to translate for me. With this money, we will buy his home for one night. When we leave tomorrow morning, the home will be returned to him."
Tian Yuan was so angry that she kidnapped her and asked her to be a translator! It was unreasonable!
However, Tian Yuan looked back at the car and finally gave in! It's my sister's! It doesn't cost her money anyway, so why not live there, of course it must be comfortable!
Tian Yuan conveyed the man's words to the villagers, and the villagers grinned happily.
In fact, looking at the houses of these villagers, Tian Yuan also knew that this was a very poor mountain village, and it was also a mountain village far away from the town.
Tian Yuan glanced at the villager's house, turned around, and said directly to the man, "The villagers said that the money is too little, no, they want 10,000 yuan! If it doesn't work, let us go."
Tian Yuan can say whatever she likes. This group of people will not go crazy killing people in Chinese mountain villages for money. If they kill one person, it means killing the entire village, so they don't dare.
The Italian man looked angry, but he still took out the money and threw two stacks of money directly to the villagers.
"Well, miss, what does he want?" The villager was dumbfounded holding the money. This house was rented for 5,000 a night, so what should he buy with the remaining 5,000?
"Thank you for your tip. When the children grow up, they need to study, and let them eat well and wear warm clothes." Tian Yuan said without changing her face, knowing that the man next to her was unhappy and warned her in English not to try to complain to these people, otherwise her sister
He must die, and then let Tian Yuan in.
Tian Yuan laughed in her heart when she heard the fellow villagers surrounding her saying that she was a kind-hearted person, etc. These Italians had prepared their cash securely, and then she secretly regretted that she had said less, said more, and said more.