Chapter 2117

"What are they doing?"

Looking at these young men holding bows and arrows to the young women singing and dancing by the campfire, Liu Yifei was startled and looked at Ye Guangrong uneasily.

"There's a ceremony going on!"

Ye Rongrong's face is not pretty.

"Ceremony? What ceremony? It's scary. "

Looking at the bows and arrows, Liu Yifei asked uneasily.

"Mate selection ceremony!"

Ye Rongrong said.

Just now, ye Rongrong heard very clearly. What AI Kailun said was "mate selection ceremony begins!"

In the past, ye Guangrong saw various rituals of some primitive tribes in Africa in the news, including a ceremony of archery and mate selection.

To put it bluntly, the young girls in the tribe who have reached the age of choosing a mate all concentrate on singing and dancing by the campfire, while the young men in the tribe choose their favorite women through bows and arrows.

If a young man shoots an arrow wrapped in red cloth at a young woman, that young woman will be his wife.

The reason why the arrow was covered with red cloth was that it was worried that the power of the arrow would be too strong, and the young woman would be killed or seriously injured.

The red cloth will reduce the damage a lot.

However, many young girls are killed by this bow and arrow every year, but this tragic mate selection ceremony continues.

"What do you mean?"

Liu Yifei still looks at Ye Guangrong with some incomprehension and asks.

"It's these young men with bows and arrows who shoot at the girl, and that girl is his wife."

Ye Rongrong explained.

"No?"

Liu Yifei's face turned white with fright.

If you shoot people with bow and arrow in this way, the light ones will be seriously injured and the heavy ones will be dead.

"It's their custom. If she's shot to death, it's her life."

Ye Rongrong said helplessly.

There are always some foolish customs in this world. Such customs are very inhumane to Ye Guangrong.

Although the aborigines in the African tribes are very powerful in arrow shooting, they rarely shoot these young girls to death or seriously injured.

But even if they are not dead or seriously injured, it is a kind of harm for these young women to shoot these arrows into their bodies.

I have to say that women have no status here.

Just like the prey, the woman who is shot will be carried home by the man who has shot her. Simply bandaging the wound, she will be devastated by the man and become the wealth of that man.

This is the tragic fate of some tribal women.

Here, the more beautiful a woman is, the more unfortunate she is, because there will be many young Aboriginal men in her picture, which also means that the more arrows she will shoot at her, the more seriously she will be injured.

Every year, the young women who are shot to death are all beautiful girls. Because they are beautiful, they may shoot into hedgehogs and die.

Of course, in this way of mate selection, it is easy for a young girl to be shot by several young Aboriginal men. In this case, the right of choice is still not in the hands of young girls. They do not have any right of choice.

The young Aboriginal man who shoots a young girl at the same time will win the young girl through duel. Whoever wins the duel will have the young girl.

Of course, not all young Aboriginal men are so lucky and not all young girls are so unlucky. If they don't shoot young girls, they will lose the chance to choose a mate. If they want a woman, they have to go outside the tribe to find her.

Young girls who are not shot will be used by the tribe to exchange goods with other tribes.

In this primitive tribe of Africa, women are only wealth forever.

"Isn't that cruel?"

Liu Yifei can't accept this behavior.

"Cruel indeed!"

Ye Guangrong nodded and agreed with Liu Yifei.

Seeing such a scene, ye Guangrong doesn't understand why some Chinese women still like to marry African people.

Don't they know that women's status is very low in the world.

Of course, this idea flashed through Ye Guangrong's mind, and he didn't think much about it.

It's none of your business!

Everyone has his own choice.

Is right, is wrong, finally has oneself to bear.

In developed countries, women still have the choice of divorce, but in this land of Africa, it is estimated that it is difficult to find a place to go through the divorce procedures.

What's more, once they marry far away from other countries, especially such highly underdeveloped countries, everything is not up to women.

"I'll stop them!"

Liu Yifei said.

"How do you stop them?"

Ye Rongrong looks at Liu Yifei and says."I..."

Liu Yifei is speechless.

After all, I am a weak woman, where is the opponent of this group of strong aborigines!

If ye Rongrong had not been here, he would have been very dangerous.

"Even if you stop the marriage ceremony of this tribe this time, can you stop it next time?"

Ye Guangrong looks at Liu Yifei and asks.

It's not that ye Guangrong is hard hearted. He really has nothing to do with this kind of foolish behavior.

Of course, there is another important reason.

Ye Guangrong is selfish. He is not a relative or a compatriot of his own. Ye Guangrong is too lazy to take care of such affairs.

"I..."

Liu Yifei is asked by Ye Guangrong.

Indeed, even if you can stop this time, can you stop next time?

After all, I can't stay in this place all my life.

Don't say for a lifetime, now Liu Yifei has an impulse to go.

After thinking for a while, Liu Yifei looked up at Ye Guangrong and said with some pain, "but here I am, some people can't accept such things. If I don't stop it, I'm afraid I can't get through this in my heart."

"Well, I'll help you stop this. It can only be this time. After all, we can't stay in this tribe all our lives."

Ye Rongrong looks at Liu Yifei's painful appearance and can't help saying something softhearted.

"Well!"

Liu Yifei looked at Ye Guangrong, nodded and said gratefully, "Guangrong, thank you!"

"Well, not to mention, these Aboriginal youths are about to shoot arrows!"

Ye Rongrong said and looked at the campfire.

Now these young girls are still singing and dancing, surrounded by a group of young Aboriginal men with bows and arrows, their eyes are shining, staring at their chosen prey.

"Wuwu..."

As the horn sounded, the young Aboriginal men aimed their bows at the young women singing and dancing by the campfire.

"Ah..."

Seeing this scene, Liu Yifei couldn't help screaming.

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