The convoy slipped out for dozens of kilometers before resting, and everyone was impressed by Yang Ping. Ma Yanmei diligently brought Yang Ping a Coke, opened it and handed it over: "Brother Yang, it turns out that you are so powerful, drink Coke and drink Coke." Do you have time to teach sorghum how to do it, do you see how many of them are cowardly today? I'm scared silly. ”

A few sorghum set up a canopy on a meadow, set up chairs, and brewed coffee to invite Yang Ping, just when they heard Ma Yanmei burying them, they were all anxious.

Su Cheng was closest to Yang Ping at the time, was he frightened, but he was still embarrassed: "Brother Yang, I didn't help at the time, I really haven't seen this before." Ma Yanmei, your husband was also weak at the time, and it wasn't you who was holding him, what are you talking about?! ”

Ma Yanmei glanced at him: "So he's cowardly, what are you doing here?" Want to apprentice? ”

Ma Jiuxing smiled: "That's not true, the coffee over there is brewed, let Brother Yang come over, Xiaolu is in a good mood and will sing to us." ”

A group of young people sat together and chatted, with the snow-capped mountains in the distance and the blue lake nearby, the aroma of coffee in their hands was overflowing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Yi Ping, Ma Yanmei, and Liuli pulled the selection of Nanhong rough stones, attracting two brave girls from Province G.

"Sister, the necklace you wear is carved out of this?" The girl with glasses is curious.

Liuli nodded: "Well, it's carved out of these original stones," Originally, Liuli didn't have much interest in the two girls who came later, and they were always afraid of potential threats, but now they are very relieved: "Oh, why are you tanned like this, come and I have sunscreen here." ”

I didn't know what these two girls looked like, but after hiking for a month, they could basically identify their genders.

Xiao Zeng joked: "You are pure false advertising." There are two beautiful women. Hehe. ”

Su Min kicked him hard. Turning around and laughing: "Don't listen to his nonsense, others are very good, better than I imagined." ”

The tall girl among the two girls pouted: "We didn't expect the ultraviolet rays in Tibet to be so powerful, and we wear sunscreen every day, but it turned out like this." We were supposed to be beauties, huh, look at our selfies. As he spoke, he took out his phone and brought up the photo for everyone to see.

Ho. It's really two beauties, the kind of snow-white skin unique to southerners, and a radiant self-confidence.

Ma Jiuxing compared back and forth, and sighed: "If you hate someone, send her to Tibet on foot." ”

Xiaolu wanted the guitar to smash the goods, and turned to Yang Ping: "Brother Yang, I wrote a song, about those children, this time I came out and touched too deeply, I wrote the lyrics, and the song is not very satisfied to sing it to you?" ”

Yang Ping is about to worship. Sit upright and nod, "Mm-hmm." I listened. ”

The fawn hugged the guitar, played solo for a while, and then slowly sang:

Don't cry children

Wipe away your tears

Learn to be strong

There are many good things in this world

Strive to grow up to witness

Don't cry children

Wipe away your tears

Learn to be patient

All the tribulations of the world

It's all about blooming brilliant flowers tomorrow

Don't cry children

Wipe away your tears

Learn to wait

The moon is shining a lantern for you

Make your way to school no longer lonely

Don't cry children

Wipe away your tears

Your strong smiling face

It's an innocence I can never get back

When I was still confused

You can already touch tomorrow

Everyone was quiet, and the deer opened his eyes and looked at Yang Ping expectantly.

Yang Ping held the cigarette and scratched his brows with his ring finger: "Well, yes, it still depends on the arrangement." When the time comes, we can make the anthem of our foundation. 'Flickering again, does the Foundation still have a song?'

Ma Jiuxing applauded: "It's so good, Lulu, eh, don't you applaud?!" ”

Everyone reacted and applauded warmly, and the fawn nodded in thanks.

Liuli went over and hugged the deer, affectionately: "Xiaolu, you are awesome, go and take a look at the Nanhong picked by Yanmei, we all have it." ”

Liuli stuffed the guitar to Ma Jiuxing, and then gathered around the folding table, Nanhong had already divided into several piles. There is still half a bag in the woven bag under the table, all of which are reserved for Yang Ping, mainly because it is useless for everyone to hold the original stone, and they have to find someone to carve, unlike Yang Ping who digested it himself.

Looking at the Nanhong carvings worn by others, the two girls who joined later were envious.

Yang Ping comforted: "On the way back, you have it in Yaan, you don't need to go to Liangshan, there is Yaan green there, all of them are very beautiful." ”

Su Mei stroked the 108 Nanhong bracelet on her wrist, and was proud: "Brother Yang, you said this is called the Nine Mouth Flame Pattern?" It's very apt. ”

Su Cheng compared his coiling dragon handle with Xiaojun's dragon turtle handle, and wondered: "Brother Yang, the color of my piece is different from Xiaojun's, what's going on?" ”

Yang Ping took a sip of coffee and cooled: "Nanhong is divided into many colors, and the moonlight of the lotus pond you see in Yi Ping is skillfully carved by lychee jelly." Nanhong has a delicate texture, lubrication, and the most important thing is to echo the aesthetics of our Chinese, and it is also a unique agate variety in our country, and there is a kind of Chinese red in porcelain. The colors of southern red include red, rose red, persimmon red, cherry red, cinnabar red, red and white materials, such as lychee jelly and so on. ”

Ma Jiuxing threw a cigarette to Yang Ping, and Yang Ping continued: "Why do I like Nanhong, it is because it is very similar to Hetian jade, oily, fun, Nanhong agate has a gelatinous texture and a sense of transparency. In particular, the nine-mouth flame pattern is a new variety, which was only discovered in Liangshan the year before last. Think about how precious Nanhong was in the past, it was mined in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, it was believed that this thing could be used in medicine, and Tibetan Buddhism used it instead of red coral, and later it was listed as the Seven Treasures of Buddhism. Nanhong Tibetan legend is called "the blood of the powerful ghost in the eight parts of the heavenly dragon", and it is believed that wearing Nanhong can avoid the "dragon disaster", which is amazing. ”

Ma Yanmei took her lychee jelly Fushou pendant and complained: "Brother Yang, you see that the sorghum has scratched this Buddha's hand of mine dirty, what should I do?" ”

Xiao Zeng was bad and teased: "Where are you hanging?" Can he scratch dirty? ”

Ma Yanmei was anxious, picked up a rough stone and smashed it: "Kill you, Su Min, you don't care about your livestock." ”

Su Min smiled: "This is what you threw over, it's ours." ”

Ma Yanmei turned around and pinched the sorghum: "It's all you, I was ridiculed." ”

Sorghum died unjustly, and scolded Xiao Zeng hatefully: "Apologize immediately, otherwise I will tell Su Min that you ...... a few days ago"

"Oh, Sister Ma," Xiao Zeng immediately flattered, "It's my fault that it's my fault, why don't you smash me again to get angry?" ”

Su Min was surprised, and grabbed Xiao Zeng's ear: "A few days ago, huh?" Don't come to me, huh? ”

Yang Ping coughed twice and rescued Xiao Zeng: "Speaking of cleaning up, cough cough." "It's easy to mix some salt water, soak it overnight, take it out and wipe it with a fine cloth, dry it in the shade, and the bacteria and stains on it will be removed." ”

The fawn asked for the guitar and asked, "How thick is the salt water?" "Hers is full of gold and jade, with delicate patterns, which are more likely to get dirty.

Yang Ping drank all the cold coffee and put down the cup: "It's one to one hundred and five, just add a bowl of water and a spoonful of salt." ”

After listening to the class, everyone has rested, so pack up their things and continue on the road.

It took a day and a half to get to Quna 700 kilometers, everyone was somewhat aesthetically tired, got off the car and took few pictures, and arrived at Quna in the afternoon of the next day.

At the intersection into the city, two police cars were parked and the convoy that met at the Qiangba Lin Temple. It seems that the beaten gang is looking for helpers to take revenge.

The beaten man was muttering to several police officers about the case, when a citizen stretched out his hand to signal to stop.

Yang Ping used the walkie-talkie to contact the rear car: "Don't get out of the car, I'll just go down." After saying that, he pulled the handbrake, opened the door and got out of the car.

This Minjing came over, Zou frowned: "You know what's going on, someone reported that you beat up innocent people, see that you all have a background, go back to assist in the investigation, it's okay." ”

Speaking quite politely, that's good, Yang Ping nodded: "That's okay, I beat the people, but we all have dashcams in the car, and they are armed with knives." I'll go with you......"

Before he finished speaking, a dozen domineering cars drove over, stopped next to the police car with a bang, and there was a bang of opening and closing the door, and Abu got out of the car in front of him, and a group of young men in Tibetan clothes behind him.

Before he could say anything here, the walkie-talkie in Yang Ping's team exploded.

Ma Jiuxing shouted: "Brother Yang didn't meet the Black Society, right?" ”

Su Cheng asked: "Car bandit road rage? Dare to come to the police cha? ”

Xiaojun disdainfully: "A slippery domineering roadblock? This is the rhythm of robbing Li Superman, right? ”

Sorghum was excited: "Look, there are beautiful women, and they are wearing big sunglasses." "The thing saw Abu.

Xiao Zeng saw Abu: "Don't be foolish, this is Brother Yang's confidante, the posture is big enough, this is to support Brother Yang." ”

Yang Ping smiled and walked over to give Abu a big hug.

Several ladies in the convoy behind rolled their eyes and looked disdainful, and the man was just unreliable. (To be continued......)