Yang Jinpingcuo and his grandmother live in a felt house at the foot of the mountain. The felt house is small, with a horse, a cow and a sheep outside.
These are all the things of Yang Jinpingcuo and his grandmother.
They live in a remote place, so the area around the felt house is empty. After all, Yang Jinpingcuo is still a teenager, and it didn't take long for him to come out of his low mood.
After getting off the car, he held the leather, carried the tea bowl in the bag, and ran all the way to the felt room to see his grandmother.
"Mora! Mora!" He shouted from a long distance.
An old woman in a black Tibetan robe with a few beads on her chest came out of the felt room. Her weathered face was soft and gentle, but she looked very haggard.
That's Bian Zhen, the grandmother of Yang Jinpingcuo.
Knowing that Yang Jinpingcuo had brought guests, Bian Zhen was very enthusiastic to bring something to entertain them.
Yang Jinpingcuo quickly held Bian Zhen, "Mora, I have prepared ghee tea and glutinous rice cake for the guests."
Bian Zhen nodded with a smile and patted Yang Jin Pingcuo on the shoulder with her thin hand.
The ancestors and grandchildren communicated in Tibetan, but He Xunyi couldn't understand it.
Zasidoji also met his ancestors and grandchildren who lived alone by chance and quickly got to know them. Sometimes Zasidoji would bring them some food or daily necessities when he passed by here.
Bian Zhen will also bring him ghee tea and glutinous rice cake.
Ghee tea is indispensable to them. It is the best thing that Bian Zhen can take out.
Zasidoji hasn't passed by here for a month and a half, so naturally he doesn't know about Bian Zhen's illness.
He hid the matter of Yang Jinpingcuo's "selling" things. He said that he met Yang Jinpingcuo on the way to Milin County with his guests. He knew that Bian Zhen was sick, so he came to visit her.
This is also what Bian Zhen wants to say to Zasi Doji.
On this grassland, there are not many people Bian Zhen know, and there are not many people who can rest assured.
She asked Yang Jinpingcuo to take the guests into the felt room for a rest, and she herself pulled Zasidoji to the outside of the felt room.
Bian Zhen said, "Doji, Pingcuo is a smart child. Look at him... Can I follow you in the future and be a guide like you?"
Zasidoji held Bian Zhen and nodded without hesitation, "Of course."
After saying that, he suddenly remembered something, "Bian Zhen, you..."
Bian Zhen smiled, and a relieved smile appeared on her face, as if her last wish had been fulfilled.
She folded her hands and said, "Doji, thank you."
"I won't leave!"
The two turned around and saw Yang Jinpingcuo standing behind them at some point.
Behind Yang Jinpingcuo, there are also He Xunyi, Wang Cheng and others.
"Mora! I won't go! I want to take care of you, I want to make money, and I want to treat you!" Yang Jinpingcuo shouted.
Bian Zhen's tears came out at once.
They all communicated in Tibetan. He Xunyi asked Zasidoji what they were talking about, and Zasidoji said it roughly in Mandarin.
There is a hospital in Milin County. After listening, He Xunyi suggested that they take Bian Zhen to the People's Hospital in Milin County for examination.
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