Hong Tao was confused, he didn't want to meet any Indian chieftain at all, let alone understand why an Indian chief wanted to meet him, a poor foreign dick.

But if you don't understand, you don't understand, since people are here, you have to see it, and I have always wanted to meet this legendary female chief.

It's better to meet than to be famous! When Hong Tao met the chiefess in the living room of the hotel, he was disappointed with the aesthetic views of Westerners. This female chief is not very tall, only about 1.7 meters, and her skin is very good, absolutely bronzed.

But her big cake face and big flat nose can't talk about the word beautiful, and she can barely be regarded as ordinary and has to look low. What makes Hong Tao can't help but slander her belly the most is her stout figure, not only her waist, arms, and neck, but also her two thighs are like pillars, and she is actually wearing a long leather skirt in winter, revealing 2 meat pillars and a pair of bare feet below as soon as she sits down.

"This Prime Minister's special agent has a lot of taste! Just these legs, a slightly thinner man, the waist can be considered lucky not to be clipped. Hong Tao wore that feather hat, with a smile on his face, and complained in his heart.

The meeting went smoothly, and the female chief was met with Boss Liu's father and daughter, who did not wear Indian feather hats, but only criticized the Indian style leather jacket on the upper body. The sheikh pretended to speak Indian, and then through Austin as an interpreter, it was the same as the conversation between the two heads of state, and there were several reporters standing in the room, holding large and small cameras and video cameras.

Hong Tao was in the mood to take a look, but when the high-power lights shone on, he couldn't help but get nervous, but fortunately, the female chief only asked them about their impressions of the Indian reservation, and then chatted casually, and the meeting was over.

When the two sides got up to say goodbye, the female chief also gave Hong Tao and Boss Liu, father and daughter, each with something similar to a certificate drawn on animal skin paper. Austin said it was the highest rite of the Indian tribes, and it featured the coat of arms and signatures of all the Indian chiefs of Canada to prove that they were friends of the Indians forever.

Along with the parchment was a small wooden stick with all sorts of feathers and bones hanging on it, and two rings of yellow metal on the handle, which looked like they were made of gold. The parchment paper is one per person, but there is only one small wooden stick, and Boss Liu generously gave it to Hong Tao, who was embarrassed to bite it with his teeth in front of everyone.

In the end, the Indian chiefess named Ann took a friendly group photo with her strong and thick arms around Hong Tao. She was obviously more enthusiastic about Hong Tao, and Boss Liu's father and daughter just stood behind her. Out of politeness, Hong Tao deliberately put the piece of leather paper on his chest, and held the wooden stick high with his right hand, laughing very enthusiastically.

After lunch, Harrison drove Hong Tao in his trailer to the train station, which was 1 kilometer away, where they would be playing for a few more days. The price of this train ticket does not match at all at this railway station, and the waiting hall is not as big as the hotel where Hong Tao lives, and there is a row of wooden benches. A total of 4 people can sit, and it has to be thin, like Pavey's figure, 2 people are too crowded. And there is no heating in the waiting room. Whatever is the temperature outside, what is the temperature inside.

The train came very punctually, almost every second, and the time it was written on the ticket was what time it entered the station. This train is particularly short. There are only 3 carriages, but there are two locomotives in front and rear, at the head of the locomotive. There is also a big thing that Hong Tao has never seen before, the volume is half the size of the front of the car, the bottom is long and the top is short, the middle is like the bow of a warship, very sharp, and there are many wheels underneath.

Although Hong Tao had never seen this thing before, he could see at a glance what it was for. What is the most in Canada? That's snow, and it's a device that pushes snow away from the railroad, but it's a bit exaggerated, and you can see how big the snow is here.

It was warm in the carriage, the jacket could not be worn at all, and the seats were almost the same as those on the plane, and a little wider. However, there are no 10 people in this carriage in total, plus a conductor uncle. The speed of the train is not too fast, but it is quiet and smooth, and you can hardly feel the clatter of the wheels against the rails when you sit inside, and there is no sudden swaying, and if you are blindfolded, it is difficult for you to guess that it is on the train.

After 13 hours, Hong Tao finally returned to Toronto, this is called Union Station, the whole station is like a museum, if you don't look at the electronic ticket window inside the station, it is difficult to see that this is a train station.

It was not Zhou Dajiang but Sister Zhou who came to pick up Hong Tao, and his car had not yet been tested and could not drive. According to our Chinese habits, Hong Tao also specially brought back some gifts to a few acquaintances, and gave Sister Zhou a piece of Indian hand-sewn leather boots, this thing can walk on the grassland and in the snow, don't wear it on the asphalt road, it won't take 2 days to grind a hole.

Due to the fatigue of the journey, and the fact that it was about 3 o'clock at night, Hong Tao did not bother Old Gale, but directly asked Sister Zhou to send him back to Zhou Xiaoli's house. The house is very warm, but it lacks popularity, Hong Tao looked at the furnishings and things in the kitchen, and knew that Zhou Xiaoli had basically not eaten at home in the past few days, and the eggs and milk in the refrigerator still maintained the original amount.

Since the last time he came back from hunting in the Big Bear Territory, Hong Tao has been in a state of cold war with Zhou Xiaoli, although he is not very angry at this time, but he is embarrassed to lick his face and go directly to her room, so he can only use his coat as a clothing cover and make do with it on the sofa for a few hours.

The next day, Hong Tao was woken up by the phone again, it was still Zhou Dajiang, this guy specially called to remind Hong Tao to wear formal clothes to attend tomorrow's ceremony. After hanging up the phone, Hong Tao noticed that it was already more than 11 o'clock in the afternoon, and the room was still quiet.

Hong Tao walked around the room and found that there was no trace of anyone entering or leaving, and even the footpads only had a few small wet marks on the mats when he came back last night.

"Didn't she come home all this time?" Hong Tao was a little puzzled, Zhou Xiaoli used to go home to live, and I hadn't heard her say that there were other houses here.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Hong Tao was still reluctant to take the initiative to contact Zhou Xiaoli, this is someone's house, and he is a borrowed friend at best.

Unlike in China, once men and women have intimate contact, the relationship will be improved, like glue. As long as these foreigners are not married, they will take the improper relationship between men and women, sleep together for a few days when they are happy, and leave if they are not happy, turn their faces faster than turning books, and they will never hesitate because she has slept with you for a few days.

Although Zhou Xiaoli is a Japanese, she seems to have gone to school here when she was very young, and she can rarely see the tradition of Japanese women from her, and it is more about the thoughts of young people in Europe and the United States, so Hong Tao didn't plan to tie her up with this dew at all, since people don't care, then don't pretend to be affectionate and righteous, love to take care of it.

Hong Tao didn't plan to cook lunch by himself, there was no food in the kitchen, he couldn't do it if he wanted to, and he didn't have a car to travel, in this kind of broken countryside several kilometers away from the city, let alone buying vegetables, he couldn't even buy a bottle of water.

But as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, it doesn't matter if you can't find a place to buy things, as long as old Gale is at home, you won't have to worry about having nothing to eat. Eating people has a short mouth, and Old Gail has not rubbed Hongtao's food, and now he eats him, which is justified.

"How did you get back? Didn't you say play for a week? Old Gail was a little surprised by the sudden appearance of the waves.

"Hey, it's hard to put into words, I haven't had lunch yet." Hong Tao didn't care if the old man was unexpected, and walked into the house.

"Hahaha, I know it, you're injured, your leg is riding a horse." Seeing Hong Tao walking at a duck-like pace, Old Gail was about to laugh. (To be continued......)