Chapter 44 Young Gyatso

The grandfather and grandson faced numerous dangers on their way back this time.

I would mutter to myself a few times as I walked, but thankfully the final result was good.

When Luo Yin and the others saw the familiar yurt at home, their grip on the reins loosened slightly.

"Ani, we're home!"

Mauisig, who had been tense, relaxed a little at this moment.

"Okay, let's go."

The two drove into their house, one after the other, but as soon as they entered, they heard a fierce bark from a dog.

The sound alone sent chills down your spine; you could tell it was a huge dog on the other end.

"What is this?" Do you have a dog at home?

Inside the yurt, Urina heard a noise and patted Bat, who was almost asleep.

"Little Black is barking; I wonder what's wrong."

"Yes, help me out to take a look!"

"Black General, come here! What are you exchanging things in the middle of the night? Aren't you going to sleep?" Mu Ren from next door was the first to run out and stop the dog.

"Second brother, second brother, where did this dog come from? Stop it quickly!"

Luo Yin saw the dark figure getting closer and closer, but didn't see that Da Bai had already raised its hooves, ready to fight.

"Luo Yin, it's you! You and Ani are back!"

"Yes, let's get rid of this dog first."

"No problem, Black General, come here. These are your masters too, so don't call them anything." For some reason, he was so quick; Luo Yin watched as he spoke for a few moments before taking the dog away.

The Barts' faces lit up with joy upon hearing the sound.

"Why are you back at this hour? You traveled all night."

"Stop talking for now, go inside and rest."

The two greeted them, and Luo Yin dismounted, handing Da Bai to her second brother; then she stood earnestly to the side, waiting for Ani's instructions.

Sure enough, Ani clapped her hands. "Muren, Urina, and Luoyin, you guys come and help carry things."

"Okay!"

Luo Yin readily agreed and dragged her mother along.

Upon returning, Muren rolled up his sleeves and declared with great enthusiasm, "We don't need them, Ani, I'll take care of it!"

"What's in this box? It's incredibly heavy."

He couldn't move it right away, but luckily it was dark and he couldn't see the other people's eyes.

"Huahua, you take this, we'll carry these."

Ani handed her several packets of medicinal herbs, which Luo Yin took and quickly ran back.

On the way, they tricked Bat into going into a yurt and asked him to make some hot milk tea.

Bart knew he couldn't be of much help, but he figured he could handle this small matter, so he quickly became proficient at it.

Luo Yin ran out again like a gust of wind, and saw that Mu Ren and his mother had to lift the wooden box to move it.

Luo Yin looked back and saw Ani about to reach out. "Hey, Ani, your back isn't very good. Why don't you wait for your second brother to come? You can go inside and wait. Father is making tea."

"I can drive the car in, and don't worry, I'll make sure the horses are well fed."

"Ani, leave it to me later."

Seeing that the younger generation had made such arrangements, Ani thought about it and agreed.

Luo Yin was busy driving the horses, unloading the cart, and feeding and watering the horses.

Although she was quick and efficient, when she returned, there was no one outside, only the dim yellow oil lamp inside the house was still lit.

She strode in a few steps, glancing outside before entering.

Everything is safe!

"Father, you got all of these!"

Bart, who had been serious for decades, never expected his father to give him such a big shock.

Looking at the two boxes of gold bricks in front of him, he really didn't know what to say.

Urina and Muren, who were standing next to them, were also stunned!

The mother and son had never seen more money than a single gold brick, but now, looking at the two boxes filled with densely packed, gleaming gold, neither dared to utter a single word.

"You didn't do anything special when you were young, did you?"

Bart remained silent for a long time, then said uncertainly.

He recalled that when he was a child, his father often went out to herd livestock, and the trip would last for ten days or so. Thinking back, he wondered if his father had done something bad.

Mauisigue ignored his nonsense.

When Luo Yin came in, he asked her to sit down and then gestured for Mu Ren to pour tea.

Mu Ren was flustered, glancing at Ani every now and then, before finally pouring a cup for everyone.

Originally prepared for Ani and Huahua, everyone ended up holding their teacups in their hands, blowing on them occasionally and taking a few sips.

The rich flavors lingered on his lips, and his expression seemed to calm down.

“There’s only one bead, and we’ll never have that opportunity again. Now that it’s pawned, we can use the medicine we bought to help Bart recover, and keep the rest for the family. As for the other beads, we can divide them into five portions: one for each of the children, one for myself, and the remaining portion for you.”

Ani spoke at length, leaving the few who were just listening in astonished.

“Father, this is not right, these are all yours.”

“Yes, yes, it’s not good to give so much money to the children!” Urina didn’t dare to mention the amount, fearing that the children would not be able to hold onto it and would suffer instead.

She had heard her elders talk about many landlords' spendthrift sons.

Mu Ren's mind was practically a complete mess. He was still calculating how much $1.5 million was, and how many 10 million RMB would be in 10-yuan bills.

He, who usually gets a headache when doing math, didn't utter a single complaint.

Ani saw that they wouldn't agree, and the second brother looked completely bewildered.

Luo Yin, on the other hand, had clear and bright eyes, as if she had her own ideas.

"Huahua, you tell us."

“Me, Ani, Dad and Mom, I think the most important thing for our family right now is Dad’s health and my sister-in-law’s upcoming baby at the end of the year. Also, we need to make sure these things are stored properly, otherwise it would be bad if something went wrong.”

She pointed to the wooden box, "What my parents said wasn't without reason."

Hearing what Hua Hua said, the three of them nodded in agreement.

But soon her parents' expressions softened considerably, while Ani looked at her with some dissatisfaction.

Luo Yin received Ani's look and changed the subject. "However, this bead originally belonged to you, Ani, so of course it's up to you. You love your son, daughter-in-law, and future generations, and hope we can live well. But now is indeed not the time to reconcile, and keeping these things might cause trouble."

"Why not set aside a small amount for household use? We can leave the rest aside until the situation stabilizes further."

“That’s right, that’s right, Dad, that’s exactly what I think. I know what you mean. What Hua Hua said is exactly what I was thinking.” Bart’s brain finally started working.

Urina chimed in, agreeing that this was indeed the case.

Ani then asked Muren, who nodded hurriedly.

Seeing everyone receive this huge sum of money and remain the same as always, Luo Yin couldn't help but feel grateful for God's arrangement, which gave her such a wonderful family and relatives.

So that night, in a herder's field on the grassland, the tinkling of bells and drums continued for a long time, only stopping when dawn was breaking.

Luo Yin didn't make it through the rest of the journey. All she knew was that her father and Ani discussed several places to hide the items separately.

The location was dug by Muren, and Urina and she helped transport the soil.

At this point, Loin would think of her bank deposits, but then she would decisively give up.

The sudden appearance of a huge deposit would definitely attract the attention of the local government; moreover, she didn't say that instead of exchanging the gold, it would be better to wait and see since gold wouldn't depreciate.

Starting from that night, changes began to occur in the family.

Specifically, it means being more capable in doing things, more enthusiastic and polite in interactions, and more confident in dealing with people.

Luo Yin didn't pay any more attention to it afterward, because she had just slept soundly for a long time and was sent to school after a short rest!

He barely even said a few words to remind his father to take his medicine properly.

Luo Yin was helpless and had no other choice!

She chose to go to school herself;

Before, she would bend over and dig for caterpillar fungus to go to school, but now that her family has the financial means, it's guaranteed that they can support her schooling as long as she wants.

Thinking of this, she grinned mischievously and touched the money in her pocket.

These were returned to her by her mother; they were all money the family had saved up for her father's medical treatment.

Her mother gave her two ten-yuan notes and told her to use them herself.

Buy anything!

The backpack also contained several bags of food, all of which her mother had given her before she left.

Luo Yin felt happy and content. She no longer had to worry about things at home, and her mother could finally get a good night's sleep. Everything was moving in the best direction.

Luo Yin no longer worried about anything else and focused all her energy on her studies.

Striving to go even faster, since she couldn't leave school, she continued to skip grades.

After reviewing the material for the third year of junior high school, she began preparing for the first year of senior high school.

She still managed to get the numbers for the first two semesters of high school from Uncle Qin, and then she left him some food.

He then indicated that he was also looking for students in grades 11 and 12, and asked him to leave some high school workbooks, etc. He then gave him 20 yuan as a deposit.

Old Qin didn't intend to accept it, but Luo Yin still made him take it.

After all, we've already troubled them, so we should accept the money.

So, in Class 3 of the third year of junior high, the students discovered that the little academic genius had started again.

He has surprisingly started studying with the same dedication he had shown, like someone who would hang their head from a beam or prick their thigh with an awl.

"Why is she reading high school books? Has she already finished studying junior high school books?"

"No way, how could this be?"

Some people didn't believe it, thinking it was too outrageous!

But someone sighed softly and then said, "How is it impossible? I saw that she had already finished the junior high school curriculum and is now looking at the senior high school textbook in class."

"You say you saw it, so who are you?"

Someone tugged at him, "Hey, that's Luo Yin's deskmate!"

"......"

Once Luo Yin became engrossed, she became quite conspicuous.

A few days later, the teacher in charge of Class 3 reported it to the homeroom teacher.

Anyone would be curious if they saw a student with their head down in class.

This observation naturally revealed what she was doing.

With a headache and a sense of helplessness, Chen Lan called Luo Yin over. "Luo Yin, I heard you're looking at first-year high school textbooks in class now. Have you already finished studying them all?"

Her tone was serious, and such questioning usually intimidated the students.

However, Loin firmly admitted it to her.

"Yes, I've finished studying, and I've done all the exercises and reviews. If I get bored, I'll just look at some first-year high school books."

"Cough cough..."

The teacher who had just returned from fetching water choked upon hearing this.

"Luo Yin, your teacher knows you're smart and quick-witted, but learning isn't something that can be achieved overnight. You have to keep working hard and repeating things, otherwise others will catch up with you." She looked worried, afraid that this girl, being left-handed, might think skipping grades was easy and neglect her basics!

Luo Yin then realized that her homeroom teacher had misunderstood and thought she was overthinking things.

He wanted to explain, but she stopped him.

"Don't say anything yet, listen to me." Chen Lan stopped her and spent the entire class period reasoning with her.

As the school bell rang softly, Luo Yin changed her previous attitude.

He was only allowed to leave after promising that he understood, would listen to her, and would never worry the teacher again.

Unlike the gentle breezes of Loin, at the foot of the Qiongmugangri peak, near the roof of the world, Hosen's team encountered an unprecedented avalanche.

The snow-capped mountain collapsed, and countless layers of thick snow fell down.

A terrifying panic swept through this tranquil and sacred place!

Countless herds of yaks and horses ran in panic, and herders on the mountainside fled in droves.

The ensuing snowstorms, earthquakes, and landslides caused the hard-won peace and stability of the homes to collapse once again.

Hosen immediately realized something was wrong and ordered his men to move to an open area.

It was fortunate that they woke up in advance and their encampment was in a relatively open area.

Many of the comrades who escaped unscathed showed lingering fear on their faces.

Looking at the human settlements high above and the prominent temples and monasteries, they felt a surge of anxiety for their compatriots, hoping they could escape the calamity.

Faced with the disaster unfolding before them, there seemed to be nothing they could do but watch helplessly as the mountain raged.

After what seemed like an eternity, Hossen ordered a march to rescue the people.

The group hurried along, but due to the altitude, many people experienced oxygen deficiency.

As the team's speed continued to decrease, Hosen had no choice but to allocate resources effectively.

Two guards were left behind, and the rest who could hold on went up to carry out disaster relief and rescue work.

Upon meeting, Huo Sen identified himself. The Tibetan people had a good impression of the soldiers, and after a brief explanation that there were no casualties, Huo Sen and the others helped tidy up.

Fortunately, the area where the avalanche occurred was not densely populated, with only two herding families living there. The people there were unharmed, but two cows were trampled to death.

After working hard for most of the day, the Tibetan women brewed butter tea for them to rest and drink.

Hossen couldn't refuse, so he put the money down before gesturing for them to take it.

They had just finished drinking when they heard someone shouting, "Help!"

Everyone paused, stopping what they were doing and looking toward the source of the sound.

The local Tibetan compatriots pointed to the back side and said, "Oh no, the sound is coming from Rongbuk Monastery."

"Something must have happened! Everyone grab your gear and get on board!"

The secret order that Hosen remembered seemed to be about Rongbuk Monastery.

He was anxious and flustered, but he couldn't show it on his face. Luckily, the villagers were kind and not only agreed to lead the way, but also lent them their own yaks to ride.

Leaving behind a few who were too unable to move, Huo Sen and his fellow villagers trekked for another two hours.

At this moment, there were only two people who looked like monks in front of Rongbuk Monastery.

"What happened?"

The medics rushed over first and then began treating and bandaging the wounded.

It was just a simple arm fracture, but the bleeding has stopped.

The dark-skinned boy clasped his hands together, muttered something, and was about to run inside.

Hosen glanced at the collapsed temple and stopped the people.

"We can't go in. Are there still people inside?"

He thought it was a rescue mission.

The villager next to him looked at the ground, then at him, and quickly spoke up.

"Soldier, there's no one else here. There are only the two of them in Rongbuk Monastery."

"Nobody's here. What do you need?"

"I want to go."

The boy's voice was firm.

He then looked up and stared at the person who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man was wearing a loose Tibetan robe and had his hair braided and adorned with metal ornaments.

Under those eyes' gaze, Hosen did not loosen his grip, only slightly increasing the distance between them.

"Master Gyatso, these are all soldiers, they are all good people who came to help!"

Ganda Gyatso glanced at his uncle, then grabbed Hosen and rushed inside.

"Come inside with me!"

"Hey, Captain, what are you doing?"

"There's a possibility of another earthquake at any moment, get back quickly!"

The deputy captain immediately ordered his men to move the wounded to another location.

Hosen, who broke free immediately, saw him hop away like a snow hare and quickly ran after him.

Fortunately, he had good eye-hand coordination and physical fitness, which allowed him to keep up with him in the messy and unfamiliar place.

After several turns and through several corridors, he finally stopped.

In front of him was a very ordinary house, no different from before. As Hosen was thinking, he saw many things around him smashed.

Ganda Gyatso moved quickly, pulling out a bag from somewhere and picking up bottles from the ground to fill them.

Hosen, who had just entered, paused for a moment and then joined in to help.

It was quickly filled up, and then he was led to another courtyard.

He still reached into his pocket and put things inside.

When Hosen tried to help again, he was refused on the spot. Only then did he realize that it was a scroll-like object.