Hubby, close the door!

Mickey is lying on the back of the elephant, and his nose seems to really smell the flavor of the ribs made by qianyiman. But this time, Mommy is making roast ribs. If she sprinkles some cumin, it will be more perfect.

I really want to eat it. My mouth is watering.

How greedy!

Why is the fragrance more and more lifelike? It seems that there is fragrance in the air. Isn't he too hungry to imagine it?

Little Mickey looked around in confusion, his pupils dilated and looked at them in shock.

"My God! Here... Is this a tribe? "

Not far in front of little Mickey, there is a large tribe. The tribe is very backward. The houses are made of mud, and the roof is just simple hay stacked to prevent wind and rain.

In a square, there are several dark people, around a pile of fire in the roast meat, there are several women singing to celebrate today's meat.

These black people wear very few clothes, and their basic parts are exposed to the air. If you look at his tightly wrapped clothes, they are more different from them. Besides, these people have very black skin, just as black as his hair.

Little Mickey's skin color inherits the whiteness of qianyiman. Even among white children, it won't be very abrupt.

Mickey was lying on the back of the elephant, shocked to see what he saw in front of him, which was too novel for him.

He has seen these pictures in his photos. He loves to read books. He has more or less learned about backward Africa and probably knows such a place. If it is other children, they may think they have met a monster.

Little Mickey was shocked for a long time. Looking at these people, he felt a burst of joy at the same time. Finally, he saw human beings again, so there was hope that he could return to his parents.

Little Mickey sat happily on the elephant, waving his hands.

"Hello."

The black people around the fire, hearing heavy footsteps and strange shouts, turned to look at the source of the sound.

A little black girl happily pointed to the mother and son of the elephant not far away“ Mom, it's blu. They're back. "

The black mother looked at it with a smile, but the expression on her face stood up in shock when she saw little Mickey waving to them on the back of the elephant, and looked at little Mickey warily.

What kind of creature is that? Why are they white? They look like them, but not like them.

Little Mickey didn't realize that these black people were alert. He came to them with a smile and a wave, patted the elephant on the back and came down from it.

"Hello." When Mickey spoke Mandarin, he thought it was wrong, and they didn't understand French, so he spoke a word of English, and found that these people were still looking at him with vigilance.

"Mom, what is the little white man talking about? I can't understand a word The little black girl looked at little Mickey in bewilderment. The white creature seemed very much like them.

"I don't know, Jim. Go and ask the chief to come and see what it is? Is it human? "

"It can't be a monster! It's the first time I've seen such a strange creature. " The little black girl became more curious and couldn't help approaching little Mickey.

"Daughter, don't go there. It's dangerous."

"Why is it dangerous? This little guy is so small and has no lethality."

Mickey is only three years old, and he is not tall. He is a little doll in a big city, and even smaller in these tough black tribes.