Chapter 116 Clear Eye Base

Everyone's body returned to Lhasa from the holy mountain, but their hearts were left in that land. After Zhou Xirui returned to Lhasa, even if the world around him was noisy, he could not enter his body. Zhuoma's eyes and back were always lingering. He often thought, if he hadn't hurt Zhuoma, how could his mood be so restless? He came to Jokhang Temple alone to make a wish, add oil to every oil lamp that his arm could reach, and asked for forgiveness from the gods.

Entering the hinterland of the Yarlung Zangbo River was Zhou Xirui's instant idea of stepping out of the Jokhang Temple Gate, and then this desire became stronger and stronger. Maybe it's for Zhuoma's piety, but also for the restlessness in her heart, and also for polishing the sadness in the bottom of her heart.

After returning to the hotel and discussing with everyone, the car departed from Lhasa and quickly arrived at Songlinkou, which was the terminal where the car could drive, and the hiking in the Grand Canyon officially began.

Several people went to a small restaurant in Sichuan for the last decent meal and rested on the bed in the wooden house early in order to store their strength. The first day, I heard from my boss that crossing the Doxiongla Mountain Pass must be before noon. It is easy to change in the afternoon and it is easy to get lost, so I set off at 6:30 the next morning. This is a difficult journey to express in words, but everyone still persisted with their tenacious will.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go down the mountain, but it is a mountain road that makes everyone afraid. By the time he finished walking this road, Liu Peng's legs were already **. I didn't arrive at Lager's cabin until three o'clock in the afternoon. It was already 9 o'clock in the morning when I set out from Lager on the third day. Because of yesterday's nervousness, fatigue, and the rapid reflection of the plateau, I actually slept until 8 o'clock in the morning, but I slept well and recovered quickly.

From them, they heard that 23 kilometers had to walk from the Ani Bridge to the back. It was an endless climbing road, as if they were pedaling the ladder. I didn't meet anyone on the road. Everyone only rested twice and eagerly wanted to enter the world of the legendary Menba people.

Everyone looked at the scenery along the way, walked slowly, and began to enter the gathering place of the Menba ethnic minorities. I have long heard that Menba people have a long history of poisoning wine. Every family has the habit of brewing wine and likes to welcome guests from far away with good wine. They drink for guests free of charge.

Tradition is tradition, and it should not be done now, but Zhou Xirui warned everyone not to drink their wine. But I know that they are still drunk here.

They knocked on the door of a family in the evening. The door was opened by a 16-year-old boy with a simple smile. When he opened the door, his eyes were fixed on Xiaopei's face, and his eyes were full of surprise. Maybe he didn't expect such a beautiful girl!

In the local area, the skin of the plateau girl is always black, hanging with the redness of the two plateaus, while Xiaopei in front of him has a delicate baby face and a pair of big eyes that can speak. Maybe young boys like such cute women!

Xiaopei was a little embarrassed by the boy. She is no longer the little girl who was in love at the beginning. Although her appearance has not changed much, her heart is a change in the sea and vicissitudes of life. People who have experienced trauma have long had their inner feelings. The little boy's admiring eyes in front of her can only It made her feel a little funny and embarrassed.

The boy said that his name was Sanji. He invited everyone to enter the room. The room was slightly higher. The room looked like a living room, covered with a thick layer of wool blankets, surrounded by Tibetan furnishings with the characteristics of Menba. The Tibetan mother brought butter tea, and Sangji whispered something in Tibetan in his ear, because it was far away and everyone could not hear it clearly. Xiaopei just felt that the old mother looked back at him from time to time.

At dinner, everyone still can't refuse the wine from the Tibetan mother. Everyone feels a long-lost family warmth. When the Tibetan mother's smile appears in front of everyone, everyone can't be themselves. Maybe people who have been away from home for a long time will miss their mother!

Especially Acuo, because he lost his mother when he was a child, even if he fell down, he would be willing to fall beside his mother with a kind smile, which is also a kind of happiness. It seems that in order to fulfill him, after three glasses of wine, he really fell down...

Xiaopei clearly knew that she might fall down after drinking her Tibetan mother's wine, but she still took the glass of wine. The expectation in the old man's eyes made her irresistible. After three glasses of wine down her throat, she lost consciousness.

In a dream? The nasal cavity is full of the smell of sweat and mildew. Remembering what happened when I drank yesterday, my first thought was to be poisoned. Xiaopei wanted to sit up, but she couldn't move. It was broken. She slowly opened her eyes. There was already a faint light in the room and found that she was hugged by the arms of two men. She looked at herself in panic: still dressed, fortunately!

Xiaopei didn't dare to move and didn't know where he was; he didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't know who the man around him was. You were not forced to be a lady, are you?" The doubts and curiosity in her heart began to intice Xiaopei to wake up the people around her, and she was surprised to find that this was the little boy Sanji.

Sanji around him didn't wake up, turned over and went back to sleep. At this time, the Tibetan mother came in with a kind and slightly apologetic look on her face, so Xiaopei knew that it was the son of the Tibetan mother lying beside her.

It's almost 17 years old this year. The Tibetan mother said, "My son likes you since he saw you. I have to use this method. I'm sorry." She said to me in fluent Chinese, "My son wants to go with you. He wants to marry you." Xiaopei looked blank. How long has she known Sanji? How can she marry this boy?

Several people woke up one after another. Xiaopei told everyone about this matter. Zhou Xirui said, "Xiao Pei, you should make it clear to Sanji that it's not his fault to like you. Maybe make it clear earlier and it's less harmful."

Sanji, a boy, Xiaopei really looked at him seriously in the afternoon sunshine. He walked up to Xiaopei and said, "I like you!" A pair of slender eyes are placed opposite Xiaopei's eyes: what a clean eye. There is nothing else, as if there is nothing, but the eyes are full of Xiaopei.

Sanji looked at her quietly: "I like you. Do you like me?" He speaks Chinese very well. If it hadn't been for this dress, Xiaopei would have thought he was from Han. The clear bottom of her eyes sealed her and she generally couldn't move.

Sanji approached her, put the tip of his nose on her nose, gently touched her lips, and then touched it again. His young and powerful arm suddenly hugged Xiaopei and pressed her tightly to his strong chest, and his lips were no longer willing to leave. It took a long time to slowly let her go, put her in place, slowly walk back, and then turned around and ran away...

Xiaopei stood still for a long time and didn't move. His tongue stretched out to lick his wet lips. Does he like me? This feeling transmitted from the lips to the whole body has not been seen for a long time. It is very clean and simple.