Chapter 1012 Everyone Wants to Challenge Me
The next morning, the drums sounded again, which meant that the wrestling festival was about to begin.
Well, I can’t sleep in again.
Ilka was sitting in the tent, drowsy, holding a stick. Xiao Peng patted her to wake her up and took the stick from her: "I told you to sleep, but you didn't. Why are you suffering like this?"
Ilka was awakened by Xiao Peng's slap: "Master, I'm sorry, I fell asleep!"
Xiao Peng frowned: "Lie down somewhere and have a good sleep...it's so noisy outside, just try your best to fall asleep!"
Ilka said "Oh" and lay down on Xiao Peng's folding bed. He closed his eyes and fell asleep in seconds.
Xiao Peng looked helplessly at the wooden stick in his hand. Papa had carved it specifically for him, about five centimeters in diameter and sixty centimeters long, curved in shape. Yesterday, Ilka had used this stick as his "guard" all night.
You can't not be a 'guard'!
Xiao Peng really witnessed the boldness of the women here. It turned out that he could get along peacefully with the villagers of Jibelin Village, but this "wrestling festival" has another meaning, that is, "blind date".
Look at the flour all over Xiao Peng!
This flour caused Xiao Peng trouble. He couldn't wash it off. According to local customs, it would be considered an insult. But what if he didn't wash it off? That would mean he accepted the other person's goodwill.
Logically, it's the man's turn to express his feelings now, right? It's okay if you don't. But when it comes to Xiao Peng, the rules change a bit: You don't express your feelings? No problem, we'll express our feelings!
So at night, Xiao Peng's tent was bustling with activity. It felt like the girls were lining up to get in. Xiao Peng wanted to sleep for a while? One of them came in. He wanted to sleep for a while again? Another one came in!
At the beginning, Xiao Peng received them very politely. He didn't know why they came there at that time. He thought they were interested in Chinese people. He communicated well with them. One girl even braided a "dreadlock" for him.
Honestly, even though Xiao Peng's hair had grown a bit long due to inconvenience in getting a haircut in Africa, it was only about ten centimeters long. Xiao Peng had no idea how they managed to braid such short hair into dreadlocks.
I can only say that they are too experienced!
Black women's hair is fine, soft, and curly. When it grows long, it looks like a perm. Slave owners used to call them "woolheads." Long, straight hair is usually wigs.
In Africa, women who have the means all wear wigs. The world's largest wig market is here, and the main market of China, the world's largest wig supplier, is also here.
What do women who can’t afford it do? Either shave their heads or get dreadlocks—their dreadlocks are truly dreadlocks, and they stay in place for a long time.
Xiao Peng thought it was fun to braid Ilka's hair into dreadlocks, and was quite grateful to the girl. But later he found that something was wrong: the girl actually wanted Ilka to leave and be alone with her.
Xiao Peng realized that something was wrong. He hurriedly said that he was going to sleep and asked the girl to leave. But he didn't expect that there were actually more than one or two people sneaking into the tent!
Just when I fell asleep, another one came in. Just when I fell asleep, another one came in!
It’s not true that these girls are being “bold”; they just want to change their lives.
Women are like water, and their ability to adapt to new environments is definitely better than men's. They weren't attracted to Xiao Peng for his looks or cooking skills, but simply wanted to start a new life with him somewhere else. Look at Xiao Peng's car, his equipment—is this the same as their old lives?
There are more women like this in China.
Well...actually there are quite a few now.
But this is understandable. How many women, when looking for a man, say: I want to find someone who is not as good as me? At least he should be about the same as me, right?
So Ilka simply stood guard at the door of the tent with a stick in her hand all night. What a silly woman!
Xiao Peng covered Ilka with a blanket and walked out of the tent, carrying a stick. This stick wasn't really for beating people, but had other uses!
Seeing Xiao Peng walking out of the tent with a stick, Momoduo walked over and pulled Xiao Peng: "Xiao, why are you still wearing clothes?"
"Huh?" Before Xiao Peng could come to his senses, he asked Momoduo to take off his shirt and bare his chest. Then he tied a shell bell to Xiao Peng's arm.
He instantly understood what was going on: he was the one who was going to take the stage!
"Don't worry!" Xiao Peng said, "I haven't washed my face yet!"
"It's okay if you don't wash for a day! Let's go swimming in the river later!" Momodo didn't stop working and finally tied several bells to Xiao Peng's arms and arms. Then he picked up Xiao Peng's stick from the ground and handed it to him: "Start dancing now!"
Xiao Peng took the stick helplessly and said, "Okay, let's go and join in the fun!"
What's this stick for? It's for rhythm, of course! Here, people dance and sing in a circle, bending over after a few steps to smack the ground with the stick to make a sound. And during wrestling matches, the audience uses this stick to bang the ground to cheer on everyone. And if someone wins? That's when it gets really fun! A group of people rush toward the winner, pounding the ground with their sticks. The stick is only about 60 centimeters long, and to pound the ground, they have to bend over. The resulting rush is remarkably like a gorilla's hopping...
Their dance clearly had an element of "challenging"; the people from their village started dancing first, and then the people from the opposite village. Xiao Peng didn't understand the lyrics of their songs, but the meaning was basically "You are a bunch of weaklings."
After both sides finished dancing, the people from the two villages sat on either side of the field. An old man stood in the middle of the field and gave a long speech. The content was nothing more than "show your level and style in the competition". This was the same before all the competitions in the world started. When Xiao Peng wanted to sleep because of his "blah blah", the wrestling festival finally began.
The first thing that started was the 'warm-up match', which was a match between children aged 11-15 from the two villages. Seven or eight groups of players competed against each other in the middle of the field.
There are two most popular sports in Senegal: football and wrestling. The latter is more popular than the former: after all, you need a ball to play football, right? Wrestling doesn't need anything.
Here, wrestling is really practiced by everyone, and everyone starts from a young age.
However, the children of Jibelin Village were obviously not as strong as those of the opposite village, and only Momodo's younger brother won one game.
After the children's group finished, it was finally the adult group's turn. They said that no one over 28 would be allowed to compete in the adult group. According to the process, the challenger would stand in front of the opponent, glance around fiercely, and point a finger at the person they wanted to challenge.
Papa and Momodo were both ready to fight, but eleven challengers came from the opposite side, all pointing in one direction.
Xiao Peng was also confused: "What the hell! Are you all going to challenge me?"
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