Chapter 1176: Bullying by One's Own People

Lin Mumu had always heard that ethnic conflicts in Xinjiang Province were quite serious, and her father warned her not to go there.

Unexpectedly, when she really arrived in the ethnic area, people there were particularly welcoming to the Han people.

The aunt was still worried: "Hey, I don't know if this incident has become a big deal, and whether the technician will come next year. I also want to ask him if he can get me another crabapple tree.

If you want to say who is bad, I think our own people are the worst. In our village, those who bully us are all people of our own ethnic group, especially the family of the village chief.

The village chief has a son who is a piece of shit. He is eighteen or nineteen years old this year, and he has ruined several beautiful girls."

Their local elders like to call girls girls.

This kind of thing is really a bad trend. Especially the conservative customs of ethnic minorities may pay more attention to chastity in marriage.

If girls lose their virginity before marriage, it will seriously affect their future marriage.

"By the way, be careful. That boy has studied in the Han area for a few years and is also interested in Han girls. You are so pretty, you should just wear a headscarf when you go out." The aunt kindly found a headscarf for Lin Mumu.

The colorful color of that thing really did not meet Lin Mumu's aesthetic taste. Seeing that the aunt was so enthusiastic and embarrassed to refuse, Lin Mumu could only put it in her bag as a travel souvenir.

The aunt was cooking when someone knocked on the door. Lin Mumu went to help open the door.

The person knocking on the door was a young man from the Kazakh ethnic group. He was wearing a flowered shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. It was hard to say what kind of look he had, but he probably thought it was quite fashionable.

"Hello, my name is Karruo, I'm here to see Aunt Aiman."

The young man spoke Mandarin very well, and his accent was not as strong as Aunt Aiman's. It was obvious that he had seen a bit of the world.

Seeing that they were all of the same ethnicity and from the same village, Lin Mumu didn't think much about it and let the person in.

The young man was quite enthusiastic. When he arrived at Aunt Aiman's yard, he was as casual as if he was at home, and he chatted with Lin Mumu and Yun Ting.

"You are Han people from the city, right? Why are you in our village?"

"We are here to travel." Lin Mumu responded politely.

Yun Ting glanced at the boy, and his eyes kept wandering around Lin Mumu, which made Yun Ting very unhappy.

Unexpectedly, the boy was not tactful at all, and continued to chat with Lin Mumu enthusiastically: "Oh, you look so young, are you still studying?"

"Yes, I'm in college." Lin Mumu didn't lie.

"He is your brother, he is very good to you."

It's no wonder that people would say that. Yun Ting was a martyr who had been on TV and in the news before. He couldn't go out with that face and be recognized by others.

Yun Ting put a layer of beard on his face, which made him look more like a local in Xijiang Province. Similarly, he looked old, like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Lin Mumu has a slender figure and fair skin. She looks like a young girl in her twenties.

No wonder Karruo was distracted.

"He is my husband." Lin Mumu pulled Yun Ting's arm.

"Hehe, why do you Han people get married so early?" Karruo was a little embarrassed, and looked at Lin Mumu with a strange look, as if she was looking at an unruly woman who married an old man to marry a rich man.

Lin Mumu was too lazy to explain to him. Why would he want to have anything to do with someone who had nothing to do with her? Just don't bother her.