Shen Shixun glanced at it and said, "Let's eat together. She's afraid to eat this."
"How could that be? We women of the grasslands—no, the women of the men of the grasslands—when in Rome, do as the Romans do."
The sheep's internal organs were still not cleaned and were placed in a basin while Gila cooked the meat.
"With such a big beard, does it prick your skin when you kiss?"
Xiang Nan asked a very objective question, but Gila's Chinese vocabulary was limited, "What sister-in-law?"
"here."
Xiang Nanzhi made a gesture, "Beard..."
"What's wrong with the beard?"
"Rooney's beard, this, when you're like this, like this..."
Jira clearly didn't understand and was still watching her movements when Shen Shixun came in from outside, carrying a large plate of fresh mutton.
"Sister-in-law..."
"She won't eat it, don't scare her."
Jira took it and looked at Xiang Nanzhi, "Sister-in-law, would you like some?"
"Eat."
Shen Shixun: ...
"She's telling you to eat it raw."
"No, no, no... No, that won't do."
The man pulled her out of the tent. Nan Zhi had been wandering around all day, and her feet were sore from walking.
What did you say to Gila?
Didn't you hear that?
"There are a few who don't have beards and ask strange questions."
"Why don't you grow a beard?"
"This is not a beard."
"This is stubble, not a full beard."
What's wrong with a big beard?
"If you had a big beard, I wouldn't even touch you."
Xiang Nanzhi went outside. She used to be afraid of wolves, but now she's bolder and not afraid anymore. As she walked, the wind lifted the hem of her skirt.
The man touched his chin; he had indeed grown a very long beard before he left the grasslands.
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