As soon as she stopped the car at the entrance of the town, Sangbai saw the American staff on his cart, one by one, like a female duck who was taken to the river by a female duck, and each one jumped into the river in a hurry.

Plop! Plop!

In the flash, no one of the ducks on the Sanbai cart jumped.

A person who was posing like a decent person was ready to mix in the crowd and enjoy the Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Sang Bai was about to throw the big bull into a shelter from the wind when he suddenly heard a sound that surprised him.

"Howl!"

Following the monster, Sang Bo turned his head and saw the studious American who was thrilled to ask a child with a happy look on his face.

The child is not old, and he is only about ten years old. At first glance, he knows that he is following his father to the market. He holds his father with one hand and holds a string of candied haws in the other hand.

Walk and insult!

At this time, rural children could not eat candied haws every day. They finally caught one and were willing to bite them. Generally, there were two moves, one was licking and the other was instigating. The ones they opened were all things that were made by prodigals.

The child was feeling happy when he suddenly saw someone saying something to him.

I didn't understand what I said.

So the kid was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he saw a blond and blue-eyed monster bent down and appeared in front of him.

I was suddenly frightened by the golden retriever in front of me. After a long time, I came to my senses and then howled.

The child's father did not notice at first that his son was talking to a foreigner, with a military coat and a Leifeng hat, and his old cotton pants were stuffed into his socks. Who would have thought that he was a foreigner?

Suddenly, the son cried, and the police immediately felt it when he was a father, and pushed him at the person: "What, do you want to steal the child?"

After saying that, he immediately shouted: "There are personal traffickers here!"

I have to say that this person who is a rough man is also a rough person, and he just starts to make a move if he doesn’t understand anything.

The shouting was so great that a group of people came over, rolling up their sleeves, and looking for sticks. They would destroy the person in a very disagreement.

The two types of people who hate the most in the countryside are human traffickers and the other is livestock.

All you need is the life of the country people!

There is no future statement at this time, what kind of thieves cannot be beaten and hooligans cannot be beaten.

It is not true in this era. As long as you are not beaten to death or killing people, no one will care about it. Who told you to do bad things?

Therefore, the criminals are far less arrogant than they were in the future. Once they are angry, they immediately hug their heads and get beaten up. There is very little chance of fighting back. At this time, the thief is fighting against the ability to fight.

"Why do you look like a foreigner!"

Someone found it in the crowd.

"What's the look, that's right?"

“More than one, look”

Another person pointed to a group of stupid foreigners standing nearby.

Now this group of Americans is a little confused. Although they don’t know what these people are going to do to their companions, they are not stupid enough to know that this move is definitely not a good thing.

"Where did these foreigners come from? You can't say that they look a bit strange. The hair on your head is yellow, a bit like the yellow-haired monster on TV."

"Look at it, it's a bit like alas! You blink your eyes!"

A group of people immediately surrounded these people, and then watched them like they were watching monkeys in the zoo.

When they saw that they were foreigners, the child stopped crying and the child’s son should not hit him. The father and the father smiled, and the tears on the child’s faces were not dry yet. They happily looked at the Western scenery of foreigners together.

Now that a few Americans don’t know what to do, I don’t know if the camera in my hand should be taken or not.

Sang Bai saw it all around him, and saw this situation and had to come over.

"Everyone let me give in. These Americans are here to work. Don't block their work. Don't you all come to the market? You're all going to the market. What good things do foreigners look like? They all have one nose and two eyes..." Sang Bai said.

Unfortunately, Sangbai had overestimated his influence and forgot that the town was not Liushu Village, nor was it his Sangbai's one acre of three-point land. How could a group of people disperse directly after listening to Sangbai's words?

Not only did it not disperse, but there were more and more people around it. In a short while, I was surrounded by three layers of inner and outer layers, and it was so watery.

This instantly shocked several Americans, and I didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a powerful voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd.

"What are you doing here? It depends on where your mother's egg..."

With the sound, the crowd around him gave way to the people like a tide. Then Sang Bai met the former staff member of the grain station. He was the middle-aged man who was the first time Sang Bai came to sell grain and went to Lu Dayou’s house to check the grain with his hands behind his back.

I forgot what my name is, but I really can't forget this virtue.

The villagers were also afraid that this person would be paid for food for any family, for fear of offending this person.

"Where did you come from?"

After seeing the foreigner, the originally erect chest suddenly felt like it was hammered by a sledgehammer, and instantly shrank into his body, with a hint of flattery on his face.

How can this guy understand Chinese? Did he learn to eat it on the cart just now? Talking to him Chinese is obviously just playing the piano for cows.

Although he didn't understand Chinese, he knew who to look for, and his eyes instantly fell on Sang Bai who was rushing the car.

When the person asked, he might have thought that Sang Bai, the person who was driving the train, was a minion who picked up and dropped off foreign guests, so he came over with a shy stomach.

"Which unit in the town are you from, why are you allowed to get foreign guests..."

"Stop, there are no foreign guests here. Do you know that your attitude is so shameful to the country?" Sang Bai said angrily.

"What did you say!"

This instantly looked like a rabbit that had a hair fur.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you that these are the guests of our Liushu Village B&B. I haven't seen the New Year's Eve and want to come and see it. You just drive away the people around you. So much nonsense," said Sang Bai.

"What are you!"

This person who was used to being around nearby jumped off when he heard Sang Bo's words.

However, before he could say the next sentence, he was immediately stopped and muttered a few words in his ear. The expression of this person immediately changed. He didn't dare to look up at Sang Bai, so he pushed the crowd away and left here.

Everyone around saw that the man had left and subconsciously took a few steps back.

When they retreated, they immediately felt that the atmosphere became much weaker and less nervous and oppressive than the previous one.

"They have never met foreigners many times, so they are very curious. I believe they have no malicious intentions. You can go shopping as much as you should. If you don't go shopping, we will go back," Sanbai said to the American employees in English.

As long as they were not shot immediately, the Americans would not be too brave. When they heard Sang Bo say this, they immediately threw away their arms: They should go for the walk and shoot the shoot the ones they should go for.

It’s really not that Sangbai slandered the vast majority of peasant brothers. These people really seemed to treat others as foreign monkeys. They left as well, and they stopped as well. They stopped four or five meters away from several Americans, and they started watching.

While watching, he was still talking and laughing quietly, and his mouth was a little stinky, so he began to whisper the hair of the American girl among them.

Bang!

A slap sounded: "What are you doing around you? Get out of here if you have something to do."

As soon as the person who came said, the crowd surrounding him took a few steps back in an instant, but still did not disperse.

"It's from Liushu Village, I'm..."

Sang Bo naturally knew who he was, and the people in the town saw this as God.

Of course, now his popularity cannot be seen from Liushuzhuang. Although he only sells peaches a year and only costs tens of thousands of yuan, it is also a US dollar. In addition, when the homestay is open, the settlement is still US dollars. So Liushuzhuang's account is directly facing the first floor of the county party committee, and the town has no control at all and cannot get involved.

"I'm very happy to know you. I'm from Liushu Village." Sang Bai reached out and shook him.

Judging from Sang Bo's demeanor and posture, this person guessed who was in front of him, so the smile on his face became even more intense and he began to chat with Sang Bo.

The topics are meaningless. In order to get familiar with each other, Sang Bo cannot reach out to beat people with a smile.

And the advantage of this person is that he can push the onlookers to a range of ten meters.

This looks even more strange. With a group of Americans as the center of the circle and the mayor's aura as the radius, it directly swept out a fan-shaped surface that occupied almost the entire road.

Although the atmosphere was a bit strange, the Americans were intrigued because they had never seen anything the villagers had placed.

The countryside is not very rich now.

Alas, to put it bluntly, wealth is nothing to do with the countryside now.

Not to mention the town, there are people in the county town that are slapped in small radios produced in Hong Kong, which are the size of a palm. They can’t see any of them here, and they are almost all handicrafts.

And Americans like these exactly.

Whether it is the woven baskets in the farmhouse, or the tiger-head hats that women skillfully sit for their children, tiger-head shoes can attract the attention of these Americans. Even if they don’t buy them, they will take a camera and pat them.

"Bai, come and help me!"

When Sang Bai heard the call of the staff, he smiled at the mayor and walked to the speaker.

"What's up?"

"I want to ask how much this cost."

When Sang Bo saw what he was holding, he smiled and asked, "He asked you how much this thing is worth."

This guy is interested in a kid playing drums.

How to explain this thing? It is actually a toy for a child. There is a long pole pushing it. On one end of the pole, there is a small car with two wheels. There is a small wooden drum on the top of the car. On the other side, a wooden villain stood. When the car hit the ground, the two villains started to play the drums.
To be continued...