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Chapter 1030 1029. Super Passionate (35)

Buick was puzzled and wanted to ask again, so Li Du changed the subject and began to ask about the distribution of the surrounding diamond mines.

As the junction of South Africa and Botswana, there are indeed many diamond mines around, most of which have been nationalized by the two governments.

Working in a diamond mine, the income is too low, and it is very tiring.

In addition, the tribes in South Africa are very crowded. The Jibra led by Buick is a small tribe, and because they have been dealing with poisonous snakes, other tribes think they are as cunning as poisonous snakes and are unwilling to associate with them.

In fact, in Li Du's view, people in the Buick and Jibra tribes are very forthright and enthusiastic.

They knew that it was Li Du who saved the diamond, so they treated him very well. They had a sumptuous grilled snake meat and snake soup for lunch, and snake meat for dinner.

Even during dinner, Buick said that in order to welcome Li Du, a distinguished guest, he would pick a good day later and hold a celebration.

However, this dinner was not very pleasant, because in the second half, Scottie, the policeman with the mohawk hairdo, came back.

He came back with great fanfare, drove a police pickup truck, prepared a lot of things in the car, and delivered them door-to-door when he came back.

Li Du put down his job, Buick waved his hand and said, "Keep eating, don't worry about this bastard."

"Yes, Mr. Li, eat, eat, eat."

"Eat meat and drink!" The people in the tribe greeted with enthusiasm.

After dinner, the tribe had other enthusiastic arrangements. Several black girls with dark skin, big breasts and big buttocks were sent over to accompany the VIPs for the night.

Li Du was startled when he saw these black girls. He had weak teeth and couldn't eat black pearls, so he waved his hands repeatedly, saying that he brought his wife and could not have sex with other women.

Buick nodded in understanding, and said, "Okay, then the other brothers will come one by one!"

Brother Lang and the others were in a hurry, so he first said sincerely: "My wife died because of me, and I swore that I would be chaste for her in this life!"

Buick gave a thumbs up: "Good guy, other brothers?"

Da Ao gritted his teeth: "I am impotent!"

Buick said regretfully: "That's a pity, it doesn't matter, our tribal doctors have a unique skill in healing, and we will treat you tomorrow!"

Godzilla doesn't talk much but he has a bright mind. He said: "We Mexicans believe in religion and cannot have relations with pagans."

Buick had nothing to say about this, he looked at Lu Guan, Lu Guan liked to play tricks, and said, "I like men, not women."

Buick gritted his teeth, and there were a few strong black men coming from behind...

Waking up early in the morning, Li Du saw Lu Guan yawning, so he asked with a smile, "Hey buddy, how was the Spring Festival last night? How did those handsome guys serve you?"

Lu Guan's yawn was held in his throat, like a toad whose neck was pinched.

The others laughed teasingly, but the little plantain worm was dissatisfied and muttered, "Wo, how hygienic and beautiful are you?"

He was very interested in the black beauties of the Jibra tribe, but Buick just skipped him without asking his opinion, which made him very sad.

Li Du joked, "Because you are still a child."

This answer hurt Banana Worm. He looked at Li Du and said, "Wo's magic tool, angry! Don't tell Ni, Ni did it!"

Sophie came out from behind, just in time to hear his words, and asked, "What did Li do?"

The plantain bug left unhappy and said, "The mud is done! The mud is done! I won't tell you, I won't tell you now!"

Li Du didn't understand what he said, and wanted to ask him what he meant. If he hurt the plantain bug, he was willing to apologize.

It turned out that Buick came out just at this time, saw them laughing, and said, "Hey, Mr. Li, you got up early enough."

Li Du said: "I'm used to getting up early, and we have something to do. Actually, I want to say goodbye to you. I think we have to leave here today."

Upon hearing this, Buick became anxious and said, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Is it because we are not enthusiastic? Oh, God Jibra forgive me, I will improve!"

Li Du quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, you are very enthusiastic, but we still have some things to do."

Buick said: "It must be that we are not enthusiastic enough. Maybe you, like other tribesmen, think that we are as cold-blooded as snakes..."

Having said that, what can Li Du say? How could he continue to insist on leaving?

But he had to make his words clear: "Chief Buick, you are very enthusiastic, I am very touched, but we do have something to do, then we will stay another day, and we must leave tomorrow."

Buick smiled and said, "Wait until the celebration is over and leave? It will be held tomorrow, and it will end in two days at most. It was originally held today, but today we have to renovate the house."

Pointing in one direction of the tribe, he continued: "The heavy rain fell very quickly. Some houses were washed away by the rain and had to be rebuilt."

Li Du said: "Rebuild the house? It will take several days, right?"

Buick shook his head and said, "No, it can be finished today. You can come and have a look. This is not the same as you Americans build houses."

Li Du smiled and said, "I am Chinese, and they are Americans."

"That's not the same as you Chinese building houses."

It is indeed different. The houses of the Jibra tribe are not modern concrete houses or brick houses, nor are they the wooden houses common in the United States nor the mud-walled houses common in China more than half a century ago, but a complex.

Their house is first pieced together with wooden boards to make the frame of a house, such as the walls, that is, the wooden boards are nailed together, and then two pieces of assembled wooden boards face each other and are inserted into the ground.

In this way, the walls are empty and cannot provide shelter from the wind and rain, but the people of the Jibra tribe have a way. They fill the inside with sand and stones, and paste the outside with clay to form a wall.

The houses of their tribe are very simple, that is, four walls plus load-bearing walls, and then a roof.

No wonder Buick said they build houses quickly, so the project is really short.

You get what you pay for, and a house built in this way is not very durable. It can last for five or six years at most, and then it has to be rebuilt.

This time it was the heavy rain that washed away the clay on the walls and the sand between the planks, causing the walls to collapse due to their inability to bear the weight of the roof.

Under Buick's command, the tribe got busy building new homes.

Building a new house is a big deal for the tribe, because it requires a lot of sand and planks, so it can't be done by just one or two families, and everyone comes to help.

The host family does not need to pay for the cost of construction, as long as a big meal is prepared.

Strong black men stirred the sand, experienced old men cut boards, and women and children either helped prepare lunch or picked up stones.

These tribal children are not afraid of meat and fish, and can play with anything. Some people carry buckets to pour water and mud, and some children jump into the mud to take a bath, or play with mud.