Great Power Army Reclamation

The remaining three were basically sitting but their bodies were constantly shaking. This is due to their long-term life on horseback. Kazakhs have a strong point. Maybe they will be put on horseback by their parents from the time they can walk. No matter how much they drink, as long as their buttocks are stuck to the saddle, they will Will never fall off.

When Ayina brought the cooked finger meat, only Zhambol was still sitting there strong and upright, and he was extremely upright. This sitting posture made Yang Geyong couldn't help but straighten his chest.

Ayina didn't look at the person lying across the room, she was already used to it. Instead, he looked at Yang Geyong and said, "Are you hungry? Eat meat quickly. This is the yellow mutton that my elder brother sent back yesterday."

Yang Geyong's eyes lit up. Wild yellow sheep are delicious and can only be found in northern Xinjiang. So he said to Jiangbul: "Brother, eat meat quickly."

The reason why it is called Zhambyl is because the Kazakh custom is that the first piece of meat is distributed by the owner. The host will give different parts of the sheep to the guests based on their status. This is a kind of etiquette.

Yang Geyong's answer was Jiangbul's loud snoring. It turns out that the reason why this guy is so straight is because he fell asleep while sitting up. Yang Geyong glanced at Ayina helplessly. Ayina covered her mouth and laughed. Then he picked up the knife, picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Yang Geyong.

Yang Geyong greeted her: "Sister Ayina, let's eat together."

Ayina glanced at her brother, a little embarrassed. Women do not come to the table when there are guests. Yang Geyong naturally knew this custom and said with a smile: "Look at them all falling asleep. How boring is it for me to eat by myself? Besides, I am also your brother, not an outsider."

Ayina bit her lip and nodded: "Okay then, I'll get you a bowl of soup first. You must be thirsty, right?"

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Geyong to refuse, he ran out and served Yang Geyong a bowl of soup in a wooden bowl. Then he sat cross-legged next to Yang Geyong.

If you have the opportunity to visit a Kazakh yurt in the future, you must remember to bring water. Because they will give you all kinds of drinks, but no water. Milk tea is made with salt and ghee, which may make you thirstier the more you drink it. Yogurt can quench thirst, but unsweetened yogurt is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

Yang Geyong directly cut off a piece of mutton with thick yellow color and handed it to Ayina. They all like to eat fatty meat, the kind of pure sheep tail oil that all ethnic people like to eat. Suck it into your mouth like noodles.

Ayina's eyes were filled with crescent moons, she took the meat with both hands, put it into her mouth, and chewed it intoxicatedly. From time to time, he tilted his head and looked at Yang Geyong who was chewing meat. "This brother is so considerate. I wonder which girl would be lucky enough to marry him?"

After finally eating and drinking, Ayina moved the table, then pulled off the blanket to cover everyone. At the same time, he put Jiangbul down and covered him with something. Nights in northern Xinjiang are cold even in summer, not to mention it's only spring now.

Yang Geyong went out to use the toilet, and Ayina followed closely behind. In fact, they don't have toilets, so they just find a place in the wild to use them. Yang Geyong knew that Ayina was a little scared to follow him, and he probably wanted to do it for convenience.

Yang Geyong turned his back and pointed behind him: "You should be there. I'll take you back when you're done." Then he walked away a little further.

In fact, Kazakh women don’t have to worry about being exposed, not to mention at night or during the day. Because they were all wearing skirts, when they turned around, the skirts would spread out, completely covering their bodies.

After Ayina finished solving the problem, Yang Geyong sent her back to the yard first. After all, he can't let go in front of a woman. Back in the yard, Ayina stood at the door of the house and waved to him. It turned out that she had laid a quilt for Yang Geyong in her room.

Yang Geyong looked and saw that she was sleeping directly on the blanket. This Han Chinese is still not used to it. No matter how well-made the wool blanket is, it still pricks the skin. What's more, the wool of the blankets they knit themselves is not that soft at all.

Yang Geyong walked out and picked up the sheets that had been pierced by the knife just now. After thinking about it, he picked up a few more sets of quilts. There were no quilt covers in that era. After entering the house, he threw it to Ayina. "Put this on."

When I looked down, I saw blood stains on the top sheet, so I pulled it off and threw it out. But Ayina picked it up and said, "It'll be fine if you wash it, but how can I have the nerve to ask for my brother's with so many things?"

Yang Geyong smiled: "You call me brother, and you are too embarrassed to ask for my brother's things. Then am I your brother? Besides, these items have been cut by knives, so I can't sell them."

Ayina laughed again: "I'll just sew it on. Then she stroked the satin quilt and put her face against it to feel the smoothness of the silk."

"When you get married, my brother will give you the best Hangzhou silk!" Yang Geyong said when he saw that the girl liked silk so much.

Ayina glanced at Yang Geyong with some disappointment, responded with a dull sound, and then spread out the sheets. She knew that Han people liked to cover themselves with quilts, so she got another coarse quilt for Yang Geyong. Then he helped Yang Geyong take off his coat, got into the quilt and fell asleep. Ayina also lay down next to him and covered herself with her blanket. For her, a heavy blanket is still warmer.

Don't get carried away, everyone, they didn't do anything. Because the ethnic people let the guests rest next to the most beautiful female family members to show respect. If you don't behave yourself, people will also have knives.

He slept until nine o'clock in the morning. Yang Geyong got up and found that Ayina was already making milk tea outside. The guys who drank too much also started to get up and go home one by one. They usually don't eat breakfast outside.

Until Jiang BuEr snored like thunder, he fell asleep with an earth-shattering momentum. Yang Geyong called him up and said it was time to go to the market to eat something.

The two of them washed up briefly, made some naan with milk tea and ate the leftover mutton from last night. Then he hitched up the ox and set off. When leaving the yard, Jiang Buer glanced at Ayina who was standing at the door and stared at them, and asked Yang Geyong with a smile: "How about marrying my sister to you?"

Yang Geyong's face was full of embarrassment. It wasn't until Ayina ran into the room that he scolded Jiangbul in a low voice: "Don't be ridiculous, I have someone."

Jiang Bull winked: "How can a warrior like my brother be liked by only one girl?"

Yang Geyong stopped talking nonsense to him, walked out of the yard and started the car. This car is having trouble igniting, and it looks like it needs some repairs. He can fix simple problems himself.

Today's market is much better. Yang Geyong's goods were all replaced by chocolates in half a day. Lao Wang didn't come today. Maybe he was afraid that Yang Geyong would settle a score with him.

Yang Geyong searched the entire market and grabbed all the chocolates. Then I thought about it and got a few more bags of milk powder. Just load it into the car and go.

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