Chapter 858 Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water 2
Lu Jiang didn't mind at all, as Tibetan compatriots have many customs that are completely different from those of Han people.
Tibetan compatriots used to practice polygamy or polyandry. There were also cases where mother and daughter had the same husband, father and son had the same wife, and brothers had the same wife. In addition to polygamy, are there other marriage forms among the Han people? No.
Here, they cannot feel the wind and rain outside.
Here, they let loose, laugh heartily and talk loudly.
Feng Qingxue liked this atmosphere very much. Friendship made her feel very relaxed. She didn't have to live in fear, worry about her relatives and friends, or be afraid of the knife hanging over her head that might fall at any time.
Before leaving, Basang Zhuoma gave her a new Tibetan robe, an apron, and also gave Fubao a seven-treasure necklace.
The seven Buddhist treasures of their tribe refer to beeswax, giant clams, pearls, corals, gold, silver and carnelian. Large pieces of yellow and irregular old beeswax are strung together, interspersed with turquoise, red agate and other items. They are colorful and unique.
"It's so beautiful!" Basang Zhuoma exclaimed.
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Fubao liked it very much and hung it around his neck, "Does my necklace look good?"
"I have received the gift from your mother." Ciren pointed at the two precious books, his dark red face full of smiles, "You can come often to visit us in the future. Today we had hand-pulled mutton, next time I will treat you to roasted mutton."
"It looks good." Feng Qingxue expressed her praise, but wouldn't her daughter's small body and tender neck be too heavy?
This time, Fubao's eyes really became a slit.
Xi Bao said to her sister, "Sister, do you like it? When I grow up, I will earn money to buy it for you. Be good, I will buy it for mom, for you, and for your beautiful sister."
After liberation, Tsering understood some Chinese. He smiled and said, "I give you gifts, not to receive your gifts."
This seven-treasure necklace made Basang Zhuoma one of Fubao’s favorite people.
"Thank you, Grandpa!" Xi Bao felt her pockets, but found nothing in them. She immediately looked at Feng Qingxue and said, "Mom, I want to give Grandpa something too!"
Feng Qingxue instantly understood how much her daughter loved beauty. Due to the limitations of the times, she had never taken out the jewelry collected in the space. Who knew that her daughter actually had a natural love of beauty.
In his opinion, since he received things from others, he should also give gifts to others.
Tsering was the leader of their gathering place. He particularly liked Xibao and gave her an ancestral Zhangzhung Dzi bead.
Xibao opened her mouth wide, "Be polite!"
Even though Feng Qingxue didn't understand the value and significance of the Dzi bead, she could feel that it was special.
The dark green Zhangzhung Dzi beads are smooth and look like jade.
"Sister, you are so nice. I love it so much! My necklace!" Fubao grinned sweetly at Basang Zhuoma. Her two dimples were very similar to Xibao's, sweet and beautiful. Against the backdrop of the Qibao necklace, her little face looked even whiter and more lustrous, like a porcelain doll, very eye-catching.
"Mom's barbecue is delicious. I'll treat you to some, Grandpa." Xibao said enthusiastically.
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Tsering smiled and said, “If there is a chance, I will take Pasang Dolma to visit your parents.”
They were dressed in military uniforms and were obviously soldiers stationed nearby.
Whether for political reasons or friendship reasons, Tsering was very happy to be friends with Lu Jiang's family.
(End of this chapter)