I asked Lanzi to ask Dabao, what do you think of Meihui? Who is more beautiful than the women in the town outside? Dabao is a rough man with a simple and honest personality, and he does not hide it. He directly said that the women in the town are more beautiful because of Meihui.

Her lips were not red, her eye hairs were not curled, and more importantly, Meihui's face was red, and she almost found a hole to crawl into in shame.

"The big butt of the woman outside is always dangling. Take a look at this girl. Is she malnourished? We mountain people will never want to marry someone like this. It's not easy to have children like this!"

Of course Lanzi was embarrassed to translate like this, but the translator said that he liked the plumpness of women in small towns outside, and said that Sister Meihui was too... too slim.

I'm not stupid either. I understood it as soon as I heard it. I laughed so hard that I was holding my stomach with tears streaming down my face. Meihui was so angry that she held her mouth and didn't say a word all the way. She just stared at Dabao with her eyes. Tong Dabao thought that Meihui didn't understand.

As for Manchu, there was nothing to hide in his mouth, and he kept talking non-stop. He was about the same age as Meihui, a few years younger than me, and was about to get married. His wife was a girl from the village across the river.

The marriage was also filled with complaints.

He said: "Our village is not poor, but there are always zombies in Gada across the river. Several people have died in the village in the past few years."

When I finally got to the point, I quickly gave Lanzi a wink and asked her to continue asking. Has anyone seen this zombie with their own eyes, and what does it have to do with their village?

He said that rumors of zombies in the Ilhuri Mountains have been circulating for a long time. In the past, there were other people in the mountains besides their villages, as well as Hesheli and Evenki people. But since zombies appeared in the mountains, they have gradually moved out of the mountains. This

He had never seen a zombie with his own eyes, but a few years ago the village had organized a team of dozens of people to fight against zombies. They tracked the zombie all the way to the Black Dragon Temple on the top of the mountain and disappeared.

"Black Dragon Temple?" Could it be related to the legend of Songhua River?

I just wanted Lanzi to ask again, but I had already arrived at the secretary's house.

The secretary was waiting for us at the door of the house early. He was very anxious. After seeing us from all the way, he hurriedly greeted us. Lanzi acted as an interpreter for us and said that this was the secretary of the village and the largest local official in the village. His name was

Tong Jiefang. As soon as I heard the name and took a quick look, I knew that this man was probably born in the early 1950s during the liberation period, and he would not be more than 60 years old. At that time, every century had its own unique vocabulary, and liberation was the 1950s.

Yes, the construction was in the 1960s, as well as the anti-American war in the 1970s, the Cultural Revolution...etc.

The secretary quickly ushered us into the house. His house was very neat and tidy. There were only two people in his house, one was him and the other was his son, Tong Dabao.

This is a house, a standard northeastern house, with a small courtyard. In the yard, dogs are tied up and rice piles are stored. These are the firewood of the mountain people in winter. Every household has a big stack. The house has its own things.

House, the old people are used to living in the east house, and their children live in the west house. There is a small kitchen of about six or seven square meters in the middle. The kitchen is mainly a kang stove and a large iron pot. This road is in the middle of the house, and then the chimney is divided into

On the left and right, one side extends to the east and the other side extends to the children's west wing.

The room was very warm, and the stove circle was burning red. There was a large iron pot sitting on it, with boiling bubbles simmering in it. A large pot of fragrant butchery was stewed in it. What do you mean butchery? That was definitely it.
Chapter completed!