"An An, look at that uncle, he's so weird."
Sihu saw a man holding a bunch of things and burning them.
Tiantian and Song Shuxi guessed that they were paying tribute to their family members and burning some old things for them.
Now that we are destroying the four olds, this person might be afraid of something happening, so he secretly chose such a place to pay homage.
Neither of them told their two children about this.
The group rode carefully along the railway.
I met some people on the way. Seeing that there were only women and children in their group and they were dressed quite well, I wanted to come over to get close to them and try some tricks.
But they were all frightened by the four dogs.
Especially Lightning and Mo Ying. Lightning has been on the battlefield, and when he gets really ruthless, he is still very intimidating. Mo Ying has wolf blood. When he stares at people, you would feel as if he is going to bite you to death in the next second.
The group arrived safely at Saren's grandmother's house.
Song Shuqian looked at the lonely yurt and asked, "Is your grandma the only one here?"
“There are neighbors. Herders live near water and grass. My grandma’s place has a water source nearby, so people live in a densely packed area.
If you look over there, over there, and over there, you will see people there too. "
Song Shuqian has very good eyesight. She kept staring at the person she was talking about, and she could see him vaguely.
"How far apart are they?"
"About three kilometers. It's a good distance, and they get along very well. They even have dinner together when they have the chance."
Tiantian secretly gave a thumbs up and said, "It's very difficult for your grandma to visit us. She has to walk three kilometers, which means six kilometers round trip."
Saren pointed to the stable next to him and said, "There are horses. We ride horses whenever we go out."
I felt a little envious for some reason.
Grandma Sarin came out when she heard the voice, "Nagaqi'erma, Bidarishuhe (Grandma, I'm here)."
Grandma Saren passed her by and stretched out her hand to the baby in her arms, holding him with all her affection.
The closeness between generations is reflected vividly here.
Of course, the old man did not forget to greet them, and everyone entered the yurt together. There was milk tea on the table.
Saren acted like a little girl in front of her grandmother, "Grandma, you don't need a granddaughter anymore since you have a great-grandson." She hugged the old woman's arms naturally and started to act coquettishly.
Jirigala was not surprised and greeted his little guest.
"An An Le Le Si Hu, let's go over and have some milk tea. My great-grandmother's milk tea is especially delicious."
The military district was a bit far from here, and they were all a bit hungry.
The grandparents and grandchildren stayed together for a while before greeting Song Shuqian and Tiantian, "Welcome to our restaurant. This is what I prepared in advance. Come and try it."
Grandma Saren doesn't speak Chinese very well, and every sentence she speaks comes out a little stiffly with a strange accent.
But from her eyes and actions, you can feel her enthusiasm.
On the table, there was a pot of milk tea, a plate of milk skin, fried rice, and beef jerky. The old man demonstrated to them, took some of each and put them in their bowls, then added hot milk tea and let it soak for a while before drinking.
Song Shuxi imitated the old lady and made herself a bowl.
Tiantian gave a thumbs up and said, "Thank you, grandma. It tastes great. We like it very much."
Song Shuqian also said, "The milk skin is the finishing touch. It absorbs the tea aroma from the tea soup and has its own milk aroma. The two are intertwined and the taste is mellow."
Saren helped translate for the old lady, who was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.
Keep asking them to eat more.
Song Shuqian and Tiantian also presented the gifts they brought. "Grandma, this is dried vegetables. It's delicious when you soak them in water and make stews. This is kelp and dried shrimps. They can supplement calcium and are good for the body."
For herders, this dish is not easy to prepare, especially seafood.
The gifts from Song Shuxi and others touched the old lady's heart.
Keep thanking them.
After chatting for a while, Saren's uncle and his family came back and there was another round of greetings.
When he heard them say again that they were here to shear the sheep, Uncle Qitai didn't understand but expressed his respect.
I introduced to them, "These sheep have been bathed in the morning and now look relatively clean. This is the first step in shearing their wool."
An An asked, "Uncle, what do you use to bathe the sheep?"
He asked this because his family had their own special soap for bathing Lightning Moying, and was accidentally seen by an aunt from the staff quarters, who said that his mother was a spendthrift old woman.
Now that I understand, next time someone mentions mom, An An will also have something to say.
Uncle Qitai was stunned by the question, "Use homemade soap, that is, soap made at home."
Lele instantly became interested, "Uncle Qitai, how do you do this? Can we make it too?"
Hearing the two children's questions, Song Shuqian quickly stopped them. The secret recipes belong to each family, and some are to be passed down from generation to generation. How could outsiders ask about them?
Uncle Qitai didn't care. "It's not a secret recipe. Everyone on the grassland knows it and can tell you."
“Burn dried fennel, dry stems or nettles into ashes, then wash the ashes with boiling water, filter and collect them, steam and cool them in a container, and you will get a yellowish-brown powder, which we call Shahar.
Put the shahar into the pot and add mutton fat. A bowl of shahar and a bowl of oil.
After heating, stir vigorously to obtain a thick jelly.
Pour these things into the mold while they are still hot, and after they dry they will become earth soap.
There are no supply and marketing cooperatives on the grassland, so we make everything we can by ourselves. "
"Uncle Qitai is so amazing and smart. Lele wants to do the same when he gets home."
Lele is so sweet-mouthed that her uncle couldn’t stop praising her.
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One adult and two children were chatting animatedly.
On the other side, Uncle Qitai's son Chao Ketu grabbed a sheep and let the sheep lie on its side on a large mat, with one leg slightly bent to press down the sheep's head and front legs. The other son, Enhe, held the sheep's side legs to keep it in this position.
The sheep is ready to be sheared.
An An and Le Le noticed this and stared at them without blinking, afraid of missing out on any interesting content.
Seeing their interest, Song Shuxi said, "Naga Qitai (Uncle Qitai), we are good friends with Saren. Please don't hesitate to tell us if there is anything we can help you with. Especially the children at home. I brought them here this time just to let them participate."
Uncle Qi Tai was not polite anymore when he saw Song Shuqian's sincere tone.
Several children were given a comb each and asked to comb the sheep. "Just comb gently in the direction the wool grows, starting from the beginning."
An An Lele, Chao Ketu and Enhe worked together. After they combed the wool, cousin Enhe started to shear the sheep. Carefully cut from the sheep's shoulder to the hip, close to the sheep's skin.
This is a job that requires a lot of technical skills. The scissors need to be kept at an angle so that the wool is cut to a uniform length without hurting the sheep.
Especially sensitive areas such as the sheep's abdomen and legs.
After the wool was sheared, it came to Song Shuxi and her colleagues, who sorted the wool and put wool of different qualities in different bags. Their prices are different.
There were only six sheep that needed shearing today. Saren had asked them to stay behind specially for them to experience it.
It was done quickly.
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