Luo Tong thought she was drinking slowly, but when she was still half in her cup, she found that Tsering Dorjee had put the wooden bowl on the table, and the rest of the people did the same.

Luo Tong hurriedly put the wooden bowl on the table, and saw that there was still about half of the butter tea in other people's bowls. Grandma filled everyone again. This is the case three times, all of which are added while drinking, and not finished in one sip.

After drinking butter tea with everyone, Dolma's grandmother went out again, and this time not long after, she brought in a plate of things that seemed to be made of pasta, and then went out and brought in a large plate of beef.

Tsering Zhuoma washed his hands and picked up a small bowl in front of Luo Tong.

"This is my homemade tsamba, Sister Tongtong, try it!"

"Tsamba ?" Luo Tong has heard of it, but he has never seen it, it is said that this is made of barley?

"That's right, tsampa is actually barley fried noodles. The barley is dried and fried, ground finely, and not sifted, so that the fried noodles made are edible tsampa. You can also add some butter tea and mix it with super good barley fried noodles, pinch it yourself, and it will become tsampa. Today, Grandma is done, next time Sister Tongtong, you can try it yourself. ”

Luo Tong tasted it, although the taste was different from what he usually ate, but it was not bad.

After enjoying an exotic dinner, Dolma's grandmother went to clean up the guest room for them. Luo Tong and Sheng Qiwu live in a corner of the yurt, and Zhuoma's yurt is very large, and several rooms have been carved out inside.

The evening in the Amdo grassland in July is still a little cool, but the yurt is very warm, covered with a warm cup, nested in the warm embrace of Sheng Qiwu, Luo Tong is a dream until dawn.

At five o'clock in the morning, Luo Tong was still in a daze, and he slept so comfortably. She subconsciously reached out to the side and touched it, but it was empty.

When I opened my eyes, Sheng Qiwu was no longer in bed, and there was still a little heat in the bed, so it was estimated that it didn't take long. Luo Tong's drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, after all, he was a guest at someone else's house, so it was better to get up early and not leave a bad impression.

While she was getting dressed, Sheng Qiwu opened the curtain and came in. There is generally no door in the yurt, and the carpet is hung as a barrier. Sheng Qiwu was holding a toothbrush and other toiletries in his hand, and there were a few drops of water in his hairline, which seemed to have just been washed.

Luo Tong glanced at him, and said with disgust: "Why don't you call me when you get up, how bad is it for others to see it?"

Sheng Qiwu stroked his hair, "I wanted to wait until I was all done before I came to wake you up, how did you know that you woke up so early? Don't worry, only Uncle Tsering Dorjee has gotten up, and the others haven't gotten up yet, it's still early." ”

Hearing Sheng Qiwu say this, Luo Tong slowed down the movements of his hands. When she packed up and walked out of the yurt, she saw Uncle Dorjee sitting in front of the stove smoking, hot water was boiling on the stove, and Guori nestled next to Uncle Dorjee's lap.

Hearing Luo Tong's footsteps, Guo Ri lazily raised his head, and when he saw that it was Luo Tong's, Guo Ri's eyes lit up, and he wanted to get to Luo Tong's side.

Uncle Duoji patted Guo Ri's head and scolded with a smile: "Look at your unproductive appearance, wait for Xiaoluo to wash up and then go to play." ”

Generally, the host will not let the Tibetan mastiff get close to the guests, because the Tibetan mastiff is wild and untamable after all, and it will not be good if there is a good one. But yesterday, I saw Guori's affection for Luo Tong, and Tsering Dorjee was also relieved to let Luo Tong and Guori get close.

Guo Ri whimpered, lay on the ground coyly, and looked at Luo Tong without blinking. Under this gaze attack, Luo Tong sped up the movements of his hands. What used to be done in ten minutes has been compressed into three minutes today.

After everything was done, Luo Tong directly stuffed the toiletries into Sheng Qiwu's hand, Guo Ri had been waiting impatiently, and when he saw that Luo Tong was already idle, he jumped up, and thought of Luo Tong running over.

It's huge, and it brings a gust of wind with it when it runs. Uncle Duoji was a little worried, with such a small body as Luo Tong, could he withstand Guori's pounce?

To his surprise, when Guo Ri ran in front of Luo Tong, Luo Tong directly reached out and stuck it under the armpit, and was stunned to hold Guo Ri in his arms, without moving his footsteps.

didn't get to this girl to look soft and weak, she actually had such strength, you must know that even he didn't dare to guarantee that he could catch Guori steadily, after all, it was a big dog of more than 100 catties.

Sheng Qiwu stood aside, not surprised. Luo Tong often plays this game with the big and small dogs at home, and he can catch them steadily every time. He was also a little worried at first, but later saw that the dogs were measured, and Luo Tong was also happy, so he didn't say anything anymore.

Now, Luo Tong half-squatted down, his arm around Guo Ri's armpit, and Guo Ri's head rested on Luo Tong's shoulder. Luo Tong relied on the strength of his arm and forcibly lifted Guo Ri off the ground.

With this start, Luo Tong knew that Guori's weight was about the same as that of Dashan at home, but Guori's body shape looked wider than Dashan. Seeing the long hair on Guo Ri's body, Luo Tong guessed that maybe it was because the mountains were all short hair?

After being intimate with Guori for a long time, Luo Tong put it down. Seeing that Guori was still a little reluctant, Luo Tong asked Tsering Dorjee: "Uncle Dorjee, can I take Guori around here?"

"Okay, as long as you don't go far. "Tsering Dorjee is also refreshing, there are pastoral areas around the left and right, as long as you don't go out of the pastoral area, there is no danger, the little girl wants to see it.

That's right, it's a little girl! In Tsering Dorjee's eyes, Luo Tong is about the same age as his daughter Zhuoma, isn't she a little girl?

Hearing that Uncle Duoji agreed, Luo Tong cheered and ran into the distance with Guori. Looking at Luo Tong's figure gradually moving away, Sheng Qiwu shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the yurt.

He also knew that when Luo Tong was with the animals, he couldn't see him in his eyes at all, he was used to it, but he was still a little congested.

Luo Tong wore a lot when he came out, a long-sleeved sweatshirt and trousers, after all, the early morning on the grassland was still a little cool. After running like this for a few minutes, Luo Tong felt a little hot.

She slowed down and walked slowly with Guori, finally stopping at a small lake, where Guori sat on her lap with her head resting on her lap.

Luo Tong's fingers passed through Guori's long mane, and his hand subconsciously carried the ability, and Guori was hummed straight down.

The grassland is quiet in the morning, and the lake is covered with a layer of mist, like a fairyland on earth.

There were small animals drinking water by the lake, and from time to time they looked at Luo Tong, worried that there would be a fruit, but they didn't come.