###Chapter 477 Whose Conspiracy - Part 9

Several people were happy. Jacintha Madeley said as she walked, "When I get home, I must have a seafood buffet. I have to take home the cosmetics I have been thinking about for a long time."

Cassandra also said with a smile, "Then let me invite you to have afternoon tea. The afternoon tea is wealthy."

"I wanted to eat steak. I think I can eat whole meat now." Grace Cross stuffed the leftover wild lychees eaten during the day into her mouth. She is a beautiful girl, mostly when she laughs.

Rafaela was still in her usual temper and stopped reading the bible and said, "It is the blessing of the Jesus that you can survive now. In the future, you should give up fresh meat and eat more vegetarian dishes!"

This was a bit of a disappointment. Several people glanced at her but did not intend to continue to pick her up.

Grace looked at Ivelle Astley and said, "Ivelle, if we can go home this time, what you wanted to do the most?"

"What I wanted to do the most?"

She can't help being a little distracted and asked again, "What I wanted to do the most?"

When she thinks about it, she doesn't seem to have anything special to eat. Ivelle paused and said, "Go and meet the person I want to see most, hug him, and say sorry to him!"

Grace was stupefied, looked at her with gossip on her face, and said, "It can't be the one you love!"

She pursed her lips, smiled, and said nothing.

By the time they got to the mountain village, it was already completely dark. In the remote mountains, probably because the traffic and roads were inconvenient, there were not many people living here.

There are only a few dozen families, mostly loose, looking at the lights.

"Let's find a resident to help us!" Grace opened her mouth and walked down the long steps into a peasant household.

There was a dog in the farmer's yard. They suddenly appeared and made the dog bark wildly.

For a moment, several of them were scared and huddled together, but fortunately, the dog's rope was tied up.

Hearing the news, the farmer came out. He looks like a middle-aged man, and his dark skin looked a little honest and straightforward in the light.

He opened his mouth and said a few words that none could understand. Jacintha, from the southwest, understood their language and interpreted it. "Maybe we have crossed the border and reached Venezuela."

Several people froze. All of us who climbed over the mountains did not go home; instead, they have crossed the border.

Everyone panicked as they couldn't understand each other language. The man thought they were terrible people. He pointed a hoe at them and told them to leave quickly.

Fortunately, another ten-year-old girl ran out of his house and pulled at the middle-aged man's sleeve.

The man relaxed after what the little girl said.

He looked at them for a while. The group does not quite understand what the man is trying to say. Jacintha attempted to compare what the man was trying to say a few times.

There is only one house. The house is a little dark because they use fire instead of electricity.

The lamp hanging on the roof is the radiant light used in the countryside in the 1990s. It is probably to save electricity. This lamp is only about 15 watts and it's a little dim.

Pots and pans are all placed in a pile. It is next to a tent set up in sacks because of falling ash and rainwater seeping in.

The tent was covered with layers of grey, damp dirt, which looked black and felt like an insect.

The middle-aged man took out two bowls of things from a black wooden cabinet and put them in front of us.

There was no way to communicate with words; the middle-aged man made a few comparisons, which probably meant we should eat.

Looking at the dish full of chili peppers in the bowl, Grace Cross was stunned and said, "What kind of dish is this?"

"This is sour papaya pickle. The weather here is hot, and this pickle relieves summer heat and appetizers. Try, and see." Jacintha, a girl who grew up in the southwest, knows something about these things.

They were hungry and ate it. It tasted sour and spicy with chili peppers.

The group who have not eaten oil, salt sauce, and vinegar for several days, can be regarded as satisfied with the desire for oral administration at this time.

They saw father and daughter squatting aside and looking at them. All were curious, worried, and a little scared.

Grace knew that their language was different from theirs. She shows some sign language to the father and daughter and tried to speak a few English words.

They originally wanted to borrow the cell phone to call the family.

Father and daughter are a little at a loss as if they have no idea what a mobile phone looks like.

The five can only wait until tomorrow to ask the other villagers. They crouched under the dilapidated eaves for a rest that night, which is better than taking it within the mountains.

The next day has arrived.

The middle-aged man was awake and stood in the yard and climbed to the tree to pick mangoes.

The little girl picked the mangoes up in the yard with a basket and accidentally fell, smashing some soft mangoes.

Every time she picked up a mango, she looked back at them and laughed happily, as if to convey her happiness.

"Wealth and poverty do not define happiness, right?" Jacintha spoke to one side, looking a little lonely.

Grace clasped her hand on the door frame and raised her eyebrows. "What is it?" Do you remember anything unhappy?"

She shrugged with a sigh. "No". She suddenly figured out that we need to know how to live life by own not to focus on others.

"Jesus says there is a fixed number!" Rafaela opened her mouth but finally did not continue to recite the bible.

Grace muttered, "If you didn't open your mouth and keep your mouth shut always, you would be a Jesus soon. Aren't you bored?"

Rafaela didn't seem to hear this. She went straight to the yard and picked up the mango on the ground with the little girl.

Although the two of them don't understand each other in language, the good news is that they can compare actions.

Grace pulled the little girl to find a family with a cell phone in the village as she wanted to go back as soon as possible.

In the 21 century, there were very few people without mobile phones. They manage to found a family. Grace communicated with them in sign language and wanted them to borrow mobile phones.

Unfortunately, the other party still did not figure it out. As such, that had to only leave angrily in the end.

Cassandra and Jacintha are the feelings, sitting together in some frustration. Cassandra said, "If not, we will continue to walk down and have a look, maybe we will go to the city?" At that time, we may even meet our compatriots in the motherland!"

"The probability is too small, and no one knows how far the next road will be. We can be regarded as stealing and crossing. We will be taken away by the police once we are found." Grace opened her mouth and sat cross-legged with a sigh.

"What's wrong with being taken away by the police?" Rafaela said, "If we are taken away by the police, some of them must know our language. Then, we will explain the situation to them, and we will have a chance to go home."