Even Buck and Zhaonan had lunch together.

Natasha probably had a great time last night, and she went to sleep after breakfast. Wu Mengxi was naturally confused with Ye Mingjingcai, how to maximize the two white strips? It is said that a team of beautiful women with dozens of people was having a meeting. Buck was a little surprised: "Where is Yinan?"

Just now, Xiao Zhao fell asleep while sitting on the anti-corrosion wooden pallet beside the bathtub and hugged her knees. She was a little confused and swayed when walking. Bark grabbed her to avoid falling into the sea from the wide pier. The girl who was a little more awake simply became lazy: "Sister... is taking care of the woman you brought back. She was injured and we took turns to take care of her." Then she scratched her head with a little movement similar to Bark: "She said she is your wife! Isn't it true?"

Buck felt it was necessary to have a good conversation with Gulisa. After eating pasta, he brought a few drinks over: "I didn't expect you can talk to her stuttering English now... It's not that... Let's go." Buck suddenly felt why he had to explain this to his sister.

The little girl also curled her lips: "Anyway, I have told my sister that it is better than Achan and the others. Don't mess with her casually!"

Buck stared at her, and the little girl ripped away the dishes and ran away. The noodles were cooked by Buck himself, and Zhaonan was responsible for making some seasonings. The taste was no different from the barbecue stall at the time. However, when the two of them stood side by side while cooking, Buck suddenly realized that his sister was already above her shoulders. I remember that when I first picked her up, I was a little yellow-haired girl who held her to her waist.

Zhaonan led the way along the pier, left the water house that was like a thousand-pillar on the sea, and walked to the dense tropical trees on the beach. Only then did Buck put away the parasol that he held for his sister. He could meet beautiful girls from time to time along the way, smiling and greeting Buck and Zhaonan in various languages. Russian is more advantageous, and he could talk to the legendary boss for a few words about the weather.

You can see Dudeka and others in the coffee shop and restaurant. The golden eagles were much more relaxed than the veterans, and encouraged each other to talk to the beautiful girl. However, Wang Wanyu and Lao Lin emphasized to everyone that they must not lose their motherland abroad. These guys even went in and out to eat and rest, and then ran around the island to train, which was very detrimental to the scenery of the tourist resort.

Gulisa lives in a circular cottage, the black and white cottage on the roof of the straw shed, and the eaves of the straw shed deliberately stretched out a considerable area, which gave a comfortable shade. The exquisite black rattan couch supported the injured girl with orange cushions. The confused and a little sad face of Kurdish girl saw Buck's tears suddenly burst out, but she insisted on it and did not slip.

Yinan seems to have made the pasta myself and is packing it up. Buck picked one and ate it. The taste is almost the same as the one I just ate. I guess the seasonings on this island are similar.

The sister's expression was more than talking. The eyes close to Gulisa blinked gently to indicate that the person was in a wrong mood. Then he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the plate in his hand to indicate that he had not eaten much. Buck understood it and licked his fingers and put down the drink: "Rossus Flower Tea, it tastes quite comfortable to drink..." Yinan finally smiled, nodded and picked up the cup and sucked it gently.

It looks a bit more quiet than my sister. Although the clothes are still the same, the difference in temperament is becoming more and more obvious. I just don’t know if it’s only Buck who feels that way.

Zhaonan, who was ordered by Buck to get the medical bag, spread the things and put the cups on his way to stand side by side with his sister and chattered quietly. The clay tea cup was a little big, just covering their little mouths, and I don’t know what they were saying.

Buck came over and sat opposite the soft couch, unzipped Gulisa, put medicine and disinfected again for debridement: "Now you can probably guess who I am. I am not the Woogren they always thought. I am a Chinese, and my family is basically Chinese. Everything I do is to seek benefits for China, just like what you are going to do is to seek benefits for the Kurds." Ordinary girls may feel the pain, and the girl did not frown.

But Gulisa looked over Buck's shoulders with an irresponsible question: "They are your wives too?"

Buck didn't look back, laughing and crying: "You didn't see that this is still a minor girl? This is my sister, twin sister!"

Gulisa finally withdrew her gaze: "We Kurds, we let the girl get married at the age of 12. I just don't want to live this kind of life, so I went to work in the city early... I thought you wouldn't come to see me anymore." She still felt an indescribable grievance.

Buck gently pressed on his healthy honey-colored skin, and felt that there was not much inflammation and started bandaging: "Didn't you tell me that the battle has basically come to an end for you. You are going to study, travel and see the world. You can do it with you, and you don't have to worry about money and procedures."

Gulisa turned around and looked at the wound on her shoulder blades wrapped in beige bandages. By the way, she secretly looked at Buck. Buck, wearing a T-shirt with big shorts, still wore a desert scarf to cover her tattoo. After Natasha cleaned up early in the morning, she still looked angular. The masculine aura and the sunshine that was right now sprinkled on her body, the Kurdish female warrior was also brave and finally bit her lips and said, "But I want to see everywhere with you, it's okay if I can fight together."

Buck fixed the bandage with a locking needle and helped Gulisa's shoulder on the other side: "Actually, your problem is that your vision is too small. Just after coming out of the tribe, I saw me like this, and I might think I was pretty good. In fact, Basson... By the way, Basson and the others have been killed. You can't go to European and American countries for a while. Come on, more walks will help you recover from your injuries. Let's have a good chat."

Gulisa was indeed not that delicate, but she just couldn't run and jump. She quietly lowered her head and walked beside Buck, but still carried the small black bag with her other hand. Nan Nan, who came to clean up the wound medicine equipment, helped her carry it. Her hands and feet were a little rubbed. Buck saw it and wanted to slap each other on the spanking, and held it back: "I'm just talking to her..." He also felt that why he had to explain to these two girls, so he simply pointed: "Then let's go together, you two have grown up, and it's time to learn to have your own life experience." Nan Nan followed behind, but he held a cup, which was probably more useful to block his face and whisper.

Buck actually couldn't say much. He took Gulisa along the trestle and looked at the vast sea surrounding it: "I respect your religious beliefs, but I think women have never been dependent on men, or everyone is independent. You live for yourself, not for your tribe, nor for any man. Since you have left the previous environment, I suggest that you should completely reverse your mindset and look at this new world for you with an open mind, instead of paying attention to what your future is like for me, and there are many possibilities..."

Gulisa has been looking at the novel environment with this novel look. At this moment, she was seriously chewing on Buck's words and nodding slowly: "I... have heard of China. Can I go to China for a look?"

Buck spread his hands with relief: "No problem, China is very big, and walking around is enough to let you experience a lot of things..." Then he turned his head seriously and pointed at the little sister: "I spoke English very slowly just now, and I said it to you! Do you understand?"

The little sister who was still concentrating on quietly communicating oral words just now covered her forehead and scratched her ears and felt distressed: "I can't understand, I can't understand... God knows if you are talking nicely with this aunt... We promise not to tell the sisters!"

Isn’t Gulisa just a little bit of living environment, a little bit of wind and sand, and her skin is almost the same as her name is aunty!

When did I never hear the call of sister-in-law again? They all call me sister!
Chapter completed!