After breakfast, Kurutantan took everyone to visit the tribe. At this time, Yang Shubao discovered that the situation of the Sanren tribe was worse than what he had seen before.

In terms of dress, the residents of this tribe mainly dressed up two types, one is traditional dressed up, only a lollipop cloth on his body, a bow and an arrow on his back, and the other is modern dressed up, T-shirts, shorts, or long trousers.

Kurutantan told them that almost all those who dress up in modern times have gone out. They want to contact the outside world, but the outside world does not want to tolerate them.

"If we go to the city and town, we will not have any job opportunities. We will be excluded by other races, and we will not even have legal civil rights and identities." Kurutantan shook his head.

Yang Shubao said: "Racial discrimination, right?"

Kurutantan said: "Yes, the whites above the middle class discriminate against the Zulu people, the Zulu people discriminate against the lower class white people, and the white people discriminate against us San people. They treat us as animals."

He introduced to everyone that young people who are interested in roaming the outside world and checking, but they will come back soon and will be touched as soon as they go out.

At the end of the introduction, he said frustratedly: "We San people could have been the most self-sufficient nation on the earth, but now they have to live by others' alms."

There are few outsiders in the tribe, let alone yellow people.

Most people don’t know that there are yellow people in the world, so someone comes up to ask them why their skin is not dark enough and whether they are sick.

After walking around the tribe, Yang Shubao understood the misery in Kurutantan's heart. The people of Sang really have no tomorrow. There are many people in the entire tribe, but they lack vitality.

The young people were not at all energetic. When they woke up, they did not go to work or hunt, but gathered together to drink.

Kurutantan said there was nothing he could do about it. Young people who had no motivation to work and live could only live by drinking. The wine culture became more and more intense among the younger generation, and drinking became their only pleasure.

Zhao Yiduo chatted with a young man who could speak English and asked him why he had to get drunk early in the morning.

The man said lazily: "Why shouldn't you be drunk early in the morning? Anyway, I like to be drunk, and I have nothing to do anyway, so we don't have anything to look forward to."

Another problem with the tribe is that pregnancy rates are rising. Women who go out either come back with big belly or come back with their children in their arms. They are all cheated out to get pregnant.

However, the tribe is very tolerant and will not discriminate against these children with foreign ancestry.

Tribal chiefs and elders like children, but with more children, the tribe will become more lively.

The children are energetic and convenient for education. Kurutantan is the principal of a tribal school. He wants to teach children to learn culture and teach them to hunt. When the group visited, they saw some children practicing archery with bows and arrows.

Looking at the weak arrow, Zhao Yiduo shook his head and said softly: "Sir, the times have changed."

After the visit, Kurutantan took them to see the tribe chief. The chief was a very old man. He could not speak English or Chinese, so everything had to be translated by Kurutantan.

The old man always had difficulty communicating. After Yang Shubao showed the water purification pot, he shook his head and waved his hand to signal them to leave his sheepskin tent.

Kurutantan quickly went up to communicate with him and told him what he wanted.

The old chief looked at Yang Shubao suspiciously, and seemed not to believe Kurutantan's words very much.

Kurutantan asked someone to bring a bucket of freshly harvested sewage, put it in a water-cleaning pot and poured it.

When the clay pot is filtered, the water flowing out becomes much clearer.

The old chief touched the clay pot in surprise, took the clay pot and looked at the sun.

Another old man with many paints on his face picked up the bucket and took a sip, then nodded repeatedly and said a slut.

Kurutantan started chatting with the old man, and he spoke and gestured. The old man kept nodding and started chatting with the old chief again.

Yang Shubao asked, "Who is this elder?"

"He is not an elder, he is the witch doctor in our tribe." Kurutantan smiled, "Although he is a witch doctor, he also knows some medicine. A medical team once came to our tribe and taught him some medical skills."

The witch doctor speaks English. When he came back, he said, "Thank you for your gift. Kurutantan said this gift can remove some bacteria and viruses, right? That's great."

Yang Shubao asked: "Yes, they can solve some of your drinking water health problems. Do you want to build a earthen kiln to fire this kind of tool by yourself? We can provide technology for free."

"Provide technology for free? Are you ngo?" asked the witch doctor.

When he heard that the old man still understood ngo, Lin Lin smiled and said, "We are not ngo, we are npo, but they are all..."

"Ahem." Kurutantan interrupted her with two coughs.

ngo is the abbreviation of non-governmental organizations, while npo is the abbreviation of non-profit organizations. The two are of different natures.

The witch doctor nodded when they heard that they were not Ngo and said, "It's good that you are not Ngo, we don't accept things from Ngo."

Kurutantan explained: "In the past, NGO organizations entered our tribe. They brought us some daily necessities, but they did not want to help us, but instead took some videos from our tribe and used our tribe as guns to attack the government."

When the witch doctor mentioned this, he was very angry. He angrily slapped the table and said, "If I were to see them again, if we were to meet them again, I would definitely shoot them with arrows dyed with tree snake venom. These bad species will harm us."

The witch doctor's attitude made Yang Shubao sweat behind his back. Fortunately, they were not affiliated with the NGO organization, and fortunately, Lin Lin just answered, he had cleared his relationship with NGO, otherwise they might not be able to get out of the camp today.

Song Chao also reacted, and he changed to Chinese and said seriously: "When communicating with the tribe in the future, let Brother Bao come forward. Others just smile and work, don't say anything!"

Lin Lin felt a little wronged. Who knew that Ngo is such a thing? Ngo has a good reputation in cities and most areas and often does some charity projects.

The witch doctor asked again: "What organization do you belong to? Do you want to provide us with water purification equipment for free?"

Yang Shubao said: "We do not belong to any organization, we do this because of conscience."

The witch doctor was suspicious and said, "The conscience cannot be trusted."

Kurutantan smiled and said, "But I can trust it."

The witch doctor rolled his eyelids and said, "Yes, you can trust it. It is precisely because they were brought by you that we did not drive them away, but communicated with them, otherwise we would not talk to them."

Kurutantan was afraid that Yang Shubao and others would feel uncomfortable. After all, they came to do charity. In the end, they not only could not be grateful or appreciated, but they would also cause doubts and trouble. No one was happy.
Chapter completed!