No one would stay in a woman's tent forever, unable to get in, and have to keep guarding it all the time; it's too much of a hassle.
In recent years, tent camping has been a common activity on the grasslands, and it has continued to be a way for men and women to pass the quiet time. However, everyone automatically ignored Jila, so much so that after Shen Shixun went to the city, no one went there anymore.
No one would have guessed that this matter was related to Shen Shixun.
When the men were plotting to get into Gila's tent, he just smiled and told them to show off their skills.
He didn't seem to object at all.
But the dogs outside Jira's tent got used to it after a while and liked to sleep outside her tent.
Over the years, Shen Shixun has always been quite at ease, except for his mother, who is anxious because she feels that Shen should have gotten married long ago.
Having passed the age of girlish innocence and curiosity, Gila was no longer in a hurry. She knew that her older brother was doing it all for her own good. If she hadn't been convinced that Rooney was a good person, a good hunter who could support the family, Gila wouldn't have rashly given herself away.
He left Tie Ge to guard the entrance to Gila and Rooney's tent. He lay down on the grass outside the tent with Lao Hei, the man leaning against the meadow with his hands under his neck. "Lao Hei, do you know what it's like outside?"
“Outside, a mastiff like you doesn’t need to look after cattle and sheep; they’ll lock you in a cage and not let you roam around.”
Upon hearing this, Lao Hei roared, "I won't let you run on the grassland, and I won't let you eat fresh beef or mutton!"
Old Black barked even louder, revealing his fierce fangs.
Life on the grassland is truly carefree; you can sleep anywhere, with the starry sky overhead and little yellow wildflowers sprouting one after another on the meadow.
Above us are the stars in the sky, and behind us are the stars on the grassland.
Shen Shixun kept hearing his drunken mother, Rama, crying intermittently. Jira was getting married, and she probably thought of herself.
Despite the opposition of everyone in the tribe, she married a Han Chinese man she had found. She had been married before, and she was the most beautiful bride, dancing a beautiful and moving dance.
The men of the grasslands all envied this Han man for marrying the most beautiful girl in their tribe.
Rama loves seeing the envious looks in other men's eyes when she sees her husband.
He promised her he would stay on the grassland and live with her, but he suddenly disappeared when she gave birth to their two children.
Rama initially couldn't accept this fact; she didn't believe it!
She often tells her two children, “Your father isn’t missing, he’s just joking with me. He wants me to worry about him. Han Chinese are dramatic and love to make trouble.”
Much later, she added, "I hope your father went back on his own. If he goes back, he will definitely come looking for us."
“But if he gets eaten by wolves, you won’t have a father anymore.”
“I know what kind of person he is. He just didn’t like me saying he couldn’t hunt. He wanted me to go by myself and see what I was capable of.”
Later, as they grew older, she became too weak to care for them. One after another, the cattle and sheep died of disease, and the children gradually grew up. "Your father must be dead. If he were alive, he wouldn't have failed to come."
“If he really comes back, and if he is willing to kneel down and admit his mistakes to Buddha, I will forgive him.”
“Your father is Han Chinese. A Han Chinese woman can only have one man. If I go with another man, he won’t want me anymore.”
"Your father is gone, he may never come back..."
"If he dares to come back..." she cried as she sharpened her knife, her voice trembling, "I will definitely kill him!"
It was only later that Shen Shixun learned that, in fact, people like them were nothing special to city dwellers.
A normal city man fell in love with a Gong ethnic woman, won her heart with sweet words, and held a Gong ethnic wedding.
He wanted her to bear him a son and a daughter.
Once the novelty wore off, he felt it was time to leave, so he packed his bags and went.
In the city, this is nothing special, because he knows that women from the grasslands cannot live without the grasslands, and naturally other men will be willing to support them.
He wouldn't consider whether he had ruined the life of a girl from the Gong tribe. Even if he had, so what? Men in the city are heartless and forget about it in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, he felt very sorry for Yang He and his daughter after learning that they had been abandoned by a woman.
Because he was also an abandoned child, he was able to survive in the mountains with enough food and drink. How could city dwellers possibly survive?
They have too much to bear.
Shen Shixun slept soundly through the night, while Lao Hei slept upright, nestled beside him to offer him some warmth.
He curled up in a ball, opened his eyes, and found himself covered with a dog-skin rug.
After getting up and walking a few steps, feeling refreshed, the man went inside, grabbed his gun, and planned to ride his horse into the mountains to dig for some mushrooms.
The ground in the deep mountains was very damp, and mushrooms were sprouting one after another. As he dug, he heard the sounds of a man and a woman. Shen Shixun turned his head and went in another direction. He had no interest in peeking at these things.
After digging up a bunch of mushrooms, the man rode back the way he came. Rooney and Gila were cooking over a large pot, while Chen's mother sat on a small wooden stool watching the cattle and sheep on the grassland.
She's been like this for the past few years, and women her age say she's gone crazy from wanting a man.
"Mom, take a look."
Shen Shixun tied the horse up and showed her the mushrooms in his pocket.
Chen Mu's rough, thick fingers traced across the mushroom. "Okay, make it for Gila."
"Mom, Jira is married now, you can rest assured."
“You and Jira are married now, you've both grown up.”
She's old now, she's reached a certain age, she's no longer young, she's an old woman.
Shen Shixun didn't say anything, but after a while he handed the mushrooms to Jira. Jira smiled and said, "Big brother is capable!"
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