Chapter Twenty-Nine: Prairie Nights 1
At seven o'clock, the three of them finally arrived at the destination of the expedition.
The grass here grows very well, and the road under the car is also because the herdsmen walk back and forth a lot, and form a small road, Yan Muqing thought of Mr. Lu Xun's words, there is no road in the world, and it becomes a road when there are more people.
At the end of the road is a door frame made of wood, and on the beam above the shelf is placed something similar to a cow's horn, the sharp horns at both ends are raised high, and a large plaque is hung under the horn: Natila grassland, the lower right of the Chinese character is a line of Mongolian characters, Yan Muqing they don't know, it should be the Mongolian form of Natila. On one side of the gate stood a spear about fifteen meters long, made of horsehair and fluttering in the wind. Sulu ingots are Genghis Khan's weapons, the symbol of Mongolia, and the symbol of the god of war, so generally there will be Sulu ingots at the gate at a reception like this.
Surrounded by an iron fence, more than a dozen yurts on both sides of the yard, different sizes, the yurt in the middle is the largest, outside the bag is a square the size of half a football field, a dozen motorcycles and grassland four-wheeled motorcycles are neatly parked outside one of the smaller yurts, which is also the most convenient means of transportation on the grassland.
Not far away on the slope of a lonely Ao Bao, several zhang high, with stones piled up, conical, large at the bottom and small at the top, solid spire. At first, they were built and piled up by local people, and gradually increased in height and enlargement. No matter who they are, the cowherd, the sheep, the doll, the herdsman, the horseman, the horseman, the begging for food... Anyone who goes to the Ao Bao must pick a few stones, or a few handfuls of dried firewood and willow branches, and respectfully put them on the Ao Bao, which means increasing wealth and accumulating blessings, and attracting auspicious Najib.
On the way over, from time to time, you will see Ao Bao not far from the roadside, some of which are made of stones, and some of which are made of dried firewood and willow branches. At first, it was used as a road sign and boundary marker, and then it slowly became an important carrier of Mongolian sacrifice.
During the sacrifice, the lama is first asked to burn incense and light a fire, chant sutras and say the scriptures, and everyone walks three times around Ao Bao from left to right and bows. After the ceremony, a feast is held. In addition to the joy, grand Naadam events such as traditional horse racing, archery, wrestling, and singing and dancing are held.
As soon as the three of them got out of the car, a chill hit them, and it seemed that it was right to wear a down jacket.
Mongolian girl Naren was dressed in a Mongolian robe, holding a white Hada, singing Mongolian songs and coming to Yan Muqing's side, behind her, a young man also dressed in Mongolian costumes played a horse-head piano, smiling and very enthusiastic.
Naren put Hada on the necks of the three of them while singing, and then took the mare's milk wine handed over behind her, and continued to sing a Mongolian song that Yan Muqing couldn't understand.
The lyrics are:
Please have a glass of dismount wine
Wash away the dust all the way
Look at the beautiful grasslands
Friends from afar, distinguished guests
Offer the white Hatha
Offering the affection of a piece of grassland
Please have a glass of dismount wine
Friends from afar have worked hard all the way
Please have a glass of dismount wine
The grassland is your home
Come and try the sweet wine
Friends from afar, distinguished guests
Offer the white Hatha
Offering the affection of a piece of grassland
Please have a glass of dismount wine
Friends from afar, distinguished guests
Offer the white Hatha
Offering the affection of a piece of grassland
Please have a glass of dismount wine
Everyone also shook their bodies with her singing and couldn't help but dance. Everyone's faces were full of smiles, Yan Muqing couldn't tell her current mood, and every time she saw the simple herdsmen, she felt very down-to-earth.
After finishing the song, Yan Muqing took the silver bowl of wine in Naren's hand with his left hand, dipped the ring finger of his right hand and dipped the wine to the sky to show "respect for the sky", and then dipped the ring finger into the wine and bounced it to the ground to show "respect for the ground", and finally the ring finger dipped in the wine to show "respect for the ancestors", and finally held the bowl with both hands and drank it all to show respect for the master.
After a glass of wine, I suddenly felt that the whole body was hot, the mare's milk wine was mellow and delicious, with a faint milky aroma, the degree was not high, it was not as flushed as the second pot head, and it was delicious.
Because they had worked with Naren a few times before, everyone was familiar with each other, and after a brief introduction, Yan Muqing and Hao Sijia returned to the yurt and waited for the meal to start after a short rest.
It is said to be a yurt, the shape is a yurt, which is completely prepared in accordance with the standard room standards of the hotel, with two single beds, a bathroom, and a washroom.
"I thought I was living in a yurt made of felt and sticks." Scarlett was a little regretful
"Why are you still disappointed?" Yan Muqing took a cold shower, because there was no hot water now, and she was trembling wrapped in a quilt at this time.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" After resting for more than ten minutes, Hao Scarlett couldn't sit still, and was also shocked by the beautiful scenery she had just seen.
"Wait a little longer, let me be warm" Yan Muqing closed her eyes and shrunk into the quilt.
"Sister Qing, are you familiar with Naren?" Hao Scarlett was embarrassed to ask just now, and while there were only the two of them, he expressed the doubts in his heart.
"Yes, I have known her for three or four years, the first time I came here, she was in charge of the reception of us, it was at first sight, back to the imperial capital also kept in touch, until now, I heard that we are going to come here to investigate, she volunteered to take charge of the reception."
"You know so many people"
"Hey, on a business trip, even honorifics will be used, yes, I'll take you out next time"
"I've always admired you for being good"
"Then why didn't I usually find out?"
After chatting for a while, Yan Muqing got up, and the two put on the Mongolian robe specially prepared by Naren and got out of the yurt.
It was completely dark outside, like a black curtain falling, and there were sporadic lights in the distance, which were from the herdsmen's yurts. There was a "whirring" wind in my ears, which hit my face coolly, and my hair fluttered with the wind.
"It's so comfortable" Hao Scarlett opened her arms and stood in the wind, and the ornament on her forehead also swayed with the wind, making a crisp sound.
"Well, it's uncomfortable at night, it's going to be cold" Yan Muqing was afraid of breaking a scoop of cold water.
"Sister Qing, you really have no artistic conception"
"Two young women, what kind of mood do you tell me?"
"Cut, I'll go back, call Brother Lu over, and you'll feel like you're in a good mood" There is no one to lose this little girl's head.
Yan Muqing did not answer
looked at the phone, and the signal was still no news of Lu Anming.
"It's so fragrant, Sister Qing, do you smell it?" Hao Sijia saw the silent Yan Muqing, and didn't know what happened between her and Lu Anming, or cleverly changed the topic.
"The mutton is coming out of the pot, you have a mouthful, the sheep that has been killed. Green and pollution-free, pure herbivorous sheep...."Yan Muqing started an advertisement.
"I'm going to drink a big bowl and eat a lot of meat today," Hao Scarlett felt very heroic
"Come on, you can pull it down, just your amount of wine and the amount of wine, go around me"
"Oh, Sister Qing, don't mention it" Hao Sijia seemed to remember something, and quickly covered Yan Muqing's mouth, not wanting to recall his black history.
Yes, Hao Scarlett drank too much, sang and danced, and the two adult strong men couldn't pull her.
Behind him, the horse-head qin sounded, and a lot of people had gathered in front of the square, and all the small lanterns on the side of the field had been lit, and Naren also walked over at this time.