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"Can't be cut!"

The little stool couldn't help it, and stepped forward: "You see, we have never done circumcision, and we live a healthier life!"

This girl actually knows how to speak out.

"Can't be cut!"

Maria also rushed in front of the family, "Do you know that you are committing a crime?"

But what law to talk about here is a bit impractical.

"Can't be circumcised!" Xiao Wu also walked up with Xiao Di Li in his arms: "My daughter has never been circumcised!"

"Respected Master Wu, your daughter will certainly not worry about getting married."

The baby girl's mother also knew Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu had nothing to say about what she said, and could only stomp her foot angrily.

Liu Qingshan stared at it for a long time, and felt as if a big stone had been stuffed into his heart.

He stepped forward: "Xiao Wu, please help me translate, tell them, and spread this sentence to all tribes."

"Girls who don't undergo circumcision can marry to Long Teng's side in the future!"

In the eyes of the surrounding tribesmen, this place of dragon is simply the source of happiness and the paradise they dream of.

It is conceivable that Liu Qingshan's words had a strong impact on the family in front of him and the natives who came to see the excitement.

These people gathered together, buzzing and discussing.

In the end, it was the male owner of the house who cautiously asked Liu Qingshan: "Sir, does your words really count?"

Liu Qingshan directly took his bag from the attendant, opened it, took out a golden and heavy bracelet from it, and put it on the baby's little arm:

"This is the token!"

The host was overjoyed immediately, and bowed again and again: "Thank you sir, thank you sir, when the child grows up to be 12 years old, I will give it to you as my wife."

Here, generally speaking, three or five camels can marry a daughter-in-law.

Wait, Liu Qingshan was a little confused: What, give it to me as a wife?

Thinking about it, he understood, and was also amused: "Not to marry me, but to marry a young man from the Longteng tribe, understand?"

"It's all the same, it's all the same." The male host waved his hand, and then he carried the child and led several wives, and left happily.

The aborigines who were watching the fun also dispersed. I believe that the news will spread soon.

There will definitely be an effect, after all, the temptation of the dragon is very huge for them.

It made Liu Qingshan very depressed: Where is this going?

When he returned to the dining table, he found that everyone was smiling and looking at him.

"Boss, congratulations, you have taken in a little daughter-in-law, she's still a child, hehe."

As the little stool talked, he finally couldn't help laughing and bent over.

The other girls also laughed, and Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes in hatred: "Laugh, if you laugh again, you will be sold to those local chiefs!"

Returning to her seat, Wang Chunying also washed her hands, and sat beside Liu Qingshan, chatting while eating.

The sanitation and medical conditions here are still too poor, and there is a shortage of medicine and medicine. Although Jiapigou Pharmaceutical Factory has already provided a batch of medicine, it is still a drop in the bucket.

According to Wang Chunying's idea, to build a hospital, at least within a hundred miles, there must be a small hospital.

This Liu Qingshan has nothing to do, he can only take his time, even if he can raise funds to build a hospital, but the hospital will be built without enough doctors, it will be useless.

Liu Qingshan thought of another thing, smiled and said to Wang Chunying:

"By the way, Sister Wang, the company is going to sort out your deeds and report them to the United Nations."

Wang Chunying had a straightforward temper, and waved her hands again and again: "I was originally a nurse, so I don't need to bother the United Nations."

She was also hungry, picked up a tortilla in one hand, and a grilled lamb chop in the other, and started to eat.

"If the United Nations really pays attention to it, it will also receive a lot of donations to improve medical and health conditions. This can be regarded as a positive publicity for our dragon and even our country."

Liu Qingshan has made up his mind, he has already collected some related photos from Zhang Long.

He felt that a very ordinary person like Wang Chunying was very suitable for publicity.

Maybe, like the famous Mother Teresa, she can win the Nobel Peace Prize.

Mother Teresa, also known as Mother Teresa, was a famous charity worker.

Her ordinary but great life has been serving the poor and committed to improving poverty and disease.

In the Nobel Prize, there are three most respected figures: one is Einstein, the other is Martin Luther King, the famous black leader who published "I have a dream"; and the third One is the ordinary but great Mother Teresa.

Mother Teresa can be tied with the first two, and her personality charm can be seen.

Liu Qingshan feels that Wang Chunying is also an ordinary but great woman in the medical career, and more importantly, advocating the abolition of circumcision, which destroys women's body and mind.

Chapter 777 Kicked to the iron plate

The big tractor dragged the plowshares, chug-chug, and moved forward on the wasteland.

Pieces of newly plowed land were plowed into neat ridges, stretching far into the distance.

This crawler tractor was purchased from the Great Plains of Eastern Europe and produced in the Soviet Union. It is the kind of big guy that can go to the battlefield when needed.

Behind several tractors were people carrying soil baskets, including dark-skinned locals, among whom were dozens of yellow-skinned people, and even white people like Maria and the others.

Liu Qingshan led the singers under the big tree. Of course, they would not wander around all day long, but directly participated in labor and did farm work with the local people.

What they do is the simplest job, which is to clean up the bushes and roots turned up by the tractor, put them into soil baskets, transport them to the field, and use them as firewood after drying.

The local people are not very proficient in farming. Originally, they mainly engaged in animal husbandry, herding sheep and camels.

However, with the production of a large amount of corn and potatoes, they were finally no longer hungry, and these old blacks finally understood: If they want to avoid starvation, they must cultivate more land.

So when they work, they are fairly diligent.

It's just that it's not very in tune, as soon as a canopy of shrubs was placed in the soil basket, the two little blacks carried it to the ground for a stroll.

The result was naturally called back by the Huaxia militia in charge of technical guidance, and communicated with them in local language: "It must be full before leaving."

Most of the militiamen have been here for several years, and it is no problem to have simple exchanges with the locals.

"Just like you, typical foreign workers, if you used to work in the production team, your work points would be deducted every day!" The technician also scolded angrily.

In terms of work, these gangsters are far worse than the hardworking Chinese people. Even those singers who haven't worked much are better than them.

"Ouch!" Amao yelled, and his fingers were pricked by the sharp thorns of the bushes.

Many of the shrubs growing here are thorny. Although the camels are fine to eat, if a human hand is pricked, it will still be very painful.

Liu Qingshan was next to him, he leaned over to have a look, and saw that the index finger of the glove had already been soaked bright red.

"Don't take off your gloves yet."

Liu Qingshan stretched out his hand and pulled out a hard thorn, and then asked Ah Mao to take off his gloves, a small drop of blood was emerging from the belly of his finger.

"It's okay." Amao flicked his fingers, and then wiped his big forehead with his sleeve. The sun here is very bright, and everyone was already sweating.

After working for half the morning, everyone has fully realized the hardships of labor. They are hot and tired, and the whole body is sunburned.

Soon a hygienist came up, skillfully picked up a piece of cotton wool from the jar, wiped Ah Mao's fingers, and then sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao, a specialty of China, which quickly stopped the bleeding.

Amao gritted his teeth and continued to bend down to clean up those bushes.

Most of the natives around were barefoot, and it was common for them to be stabbed or something.

Compared with these people, what is her little injury?

"Drink water!" There was a shout from the field. It was a water delivery cart, pulling buckets.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, ran over, picked up the enamel jar hanging around the bucket, took a full jar of water, and poured it into their stomachs.

The cool feeling, along the throat, has been refreshing to the stomach, it is so pleasant.

Many people let out a sigh of comfort, and then smacked their lips, full of aftertaste.

"Here, take a few pills for everyone to avoid heatstroke." Liu Qingshan washed his hands, and together with the hygienist, distributed human pills to everyone, including the natives, everyone got a share.

However, most of the natives are reluctant to eat, but put them in their pockets.

"Boss, just throw it in my mouth, ahhh."

The little stool opened its mouth, waiting for Liu Qingshan to feed her, the main reason was that everyone's hands were dirty and they didn't send and receive.

As a result, other people followed suit and enjoyed the service of the boss once.

You guys... Liu Qingshan didn't think it was a bit funny, so he took it as an adjustment after work.

Throwing human pills into everyone's mouths one by one, Liu Qingshan still reminded: "Come on, Dalang, take the medicine."

Everyone didn't know about this stalk, but felt that after the pill was in their mouths, they felt a sudden coolness, and the whole person regained their vitality.

"Liu, what about this?"

Maria stretched out her palm in front of Liu Qingshan, and a few sparkling blisters appeared on it.

Liu Qingshan was also a little distressed: These girls were originally not touched by the sun.

"Just prick it with a needle." Liu Qingshan called the hygienist, but Maria had to ask him to help pick the blisters.

Helpless, Liu Qingshan pricked it lightly with a needle, then squeezed out the accumulated fluid inside, and then sprinkled some medicinal powder on it, the treatment was considered complete.

During the whole process, Maria looked at him with a smile, looking very useful.

When she was done, she moved her fingers: "I want to write a song to commemorate the blisters on my hands."

Maria seems to be a singer-songwriter, as long as the inspiration comes, she can write songs.

After a day's work, everyone has their own harvest, and Jia Kui composed a song called Da Di.

Although other singers are not as good as Ka Kui, they have undergone physical and mental training, and their ability to withstand stress will definitely become stronger in the future.

After a day of work, I ate well and slept soundly, so I worked here for half a month.

During the period, I also held some social activities with the local aborigines. The aborigines are especially good at dancing. Although the instruments used are simple, they are rough and unrestrained, which is also inspiring to everyone.

As the days passed, everyone got tanned, their bodies became stronger, and their appetites increased.

The most important thing is that in labor, everyone has learned to be persistent and strong. Compared with external changes, their thoughts and will quality are also quietly changing.

Liu Qingshan is also very satisfied with this: If it were not for the educated youths going to the mountains and the countryside, it would still have the effect of training.

That evening, when I came back from work, I felt that the whole tribe was filled with an unusual atmosphere.

After Liu Qingshan asked, he found out that the power plant was completed a few days ago. After a few days of trial operation, it has stabilized and can supply power.

For the natives, it is the first time they have seen lighting, so it is no wonder they are so excited.

The power grid has not yet been installed in each house, so people gathered in the largest open space in the tribe. At the four corners of the open space, there are four poles standing, each carrying a mercury lamp.

At least tens of thousands of people gathered here. For the local aborigines, this was the most unforgettable experience in their lives.

Because there is no one who does not yearn for the light.

When night fell, everyone was waiting quietly. Even the naughty children stopped running and playing, and turned their heads up, staring at the mercury lamp closest to them.

There are also many staff who popularize some common sense of electricity use among the crowd, so as to avoid unnecessary safety accidents.

If anyone's house lacks iron wire and climbs to the pole to cut the wire, it will be broken.

Or if a child is curious and stretches out his finger to try what electricity is, wouldn't that be a tragedy?

Hissing, the loudspeaker hanging on the telegraph pole suddenly rang out, startling the people below.

Immediately, a loud voice came from the loudspeaker: "Everyone, please pay attention, everyone, please pay attention!"

As a result, more than half of the people at the scene were lying on the ground. They couldn't understand where such a loud voice came from.

"Please pay attention, turn on the electricity, turn on the electricity!"

Inside the loudspeaker was Wang Gong's excited voice. In an instant, the mercury lamps at the four corners of the square suddenly lit up, illuminating the whole square as if it were daytime.

People froze for a moment, then they all got up from the ground and started cheering and jumping.

The bright lights reflected joyful faces, many with tears streaming down their faces, and of course laughter.

The dark night is about to pass, and the light will finally come!

The children started running wildly in the crowd, making all kinds of strange noises, expressing their joy to their heart's content.