Little Duka looked at him, and he couldn't speak a word of Tibetan. Then, a ray of light shone through the curtain that had been lifted, reflected on his face, and on the person who came.

A tall and mighty man, with a voice like his own. Bronze skin, some sun spots on the cheeks, slightly brownish, a pair of small eyes full of vigilance and sharp light, a long curved knife pinned to the waist, delicate and simple.

He looked Du Yuan and Qingye up and down, and asked something again.

Xiao Du looked around blankly, smiled, pointed to the tent elsewhere, and then pointed to him, and then put his hands together on the sides of his cheeks, his cheeks against the back of his hands, his eyes narrowed, and he obediently made a sleeping posture.

The man seemed to understand, nodded slightly, and probably noticed the language barrier, so he gestured.

But his sign language Du Yuan obviously didn't understand, and when it was, Qing Ye on the side said, "He is asking, where are you and me from." ”

"Uh-oh." Du Yuan rolled his eyes, casually pointed far away, patted his chest, patted his waist, and then spread his hands.

He wanted to tell the man that he had no money, but obviously people didn't understand it......

The man tilted his head slightly, as if in thought, and his brow furrowed even deeper.

Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate and at a loss, suddenly, another voice came from inside the tent and said, "What happened?" Dazer. ”

Like the dawn of breaking the clouds, Du Yuanyuan felt that the whole world was illuminated by this sentence!

"Uncle, we're here to stay." It didn't matter how old the speaker was, he jumped to his feet and shouted inside.

Immediately, a figure stepped out of the flickering firelight, an older man, who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, but very energetic, and a pair of eyes seemed to be able to see everything.

"Where are you from?" The old man asked.

"Entropy Town." Du replied remotely.

"Oh." The old man nodded, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Here, find a friend." Du Yuanyuan gasped a little when he said this, and smiled.

The old man nodded again and said to the man on the side, "Daze, let them in." ”

The heart was full of joy, how could Xiao Du's feelings be described in this second, and he hurriedly followed the people in without saying a word, as if he was afraid that he would be kicked out in the next second.

The inside of the tent is warm and the space is very open, and the roof of the shed is printed with the pattern of auspicious eight treasures. In the center of the ground was a yellow clay stove, and the light of the fire danced, reflecting the refreshments on the low table beside it.

Seeing the food, Du Yuanyuan's stomach immediately couldn't stand it, and he cooed and screamed very angrily. The old man smiled slightly, raised his hand, and motioned for them to sit down.

The wooden benches are covered with thick wool blankets, and they are very soft and comfortable to sit on. Xiao Du then noticed that the ground below the low table was full of golden things, which seemed to be made of gold leaf, in the shape of a tower, and each one was very small. However, he didn't ask much, because from Daze's eyes, he read a touch of unfriendly questioning.

The old man poured a bowl of tea for the two of them, pushed it to him, and made a gesture of please. This made Du Yuan feel flattered, and looked at the green night on the side happily, but found that this guy was smiling comfortably, and after saying thank you lightly, he picked up the tea bowl and drank it all......

It's really piety, the wind and rain don't move like a mountain! Xiao Du pursed his lips secretly, thanked him again and again, and took a sip of it, "Uncle, thank you for staying overnight with me and my brother." ”

The words fell, and the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the blade-like gaze of the green night.

"My brother and I ......"

The old man just smiled, and didn't seem to care about their identities, and said in a Chinese dialect that he was not very proficient in, "I came so late, why didn't I prepare any horses." ”

"No......" Du Yuanyuan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

The old man nodded, and said to the man on the side, "Daze, give them those foods." ”

Daze listened to the old man's words very much, it seemed that they were father and son, and when he heard this, he got up and lifted the curtain in the northeast corner of the tent, and brought out a stack of things similar to Jiangmi noodles, with two tsampa balls attached.

Du Yuanyuan actually couldn't wait, but for the sake of face, he still said a few polite words, and didn't directly stretch out his claws. The old man seemed to perceive the light of hunger in his eyes, and smiled and said, "Eat, young man." ”

"Then that, you're welcome, thank you, uncle." Xiao Du grabbed a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, grabbed another one with the other hand and stuffed it to Qingye, "Uncle let us eat, eat." ”

Mo Qingye was obviously very annoyed by his uncultivated actions, but it was not good to be mad in person, the yin wind swished at him, took the tsamba ball in his hand, and took a small bite, and then his eyes flashed, and he took several bites in a row, and his eyes were bent into two crescents, "Hehe, it's delicious." ”

…… Xiao Du secretly rolled his eyes, daring to be a little more mature in front of his Tibetan friends.

Daze had been sitting silently beside them, sweeping them together, still suspicious and vigilant in his eyes, but the old man was very open-minded and chatted with them in broken Chinese.

"See that your two babies are not very old, and they ran away from home?" The old man poured half a bowl of butter tea and said while drinking.

"No, yes, uh," Xiao Du didn't know how to pick it up for a while, Tsamba ate too quickly, choked in his throat, hurriedly drank a sip of tea and rinsed it, swallowed hard, and then got the lump in his throat down, and smiled, "Uncle, we are both in our twenties, do you still need to sneak out." ”

"Oh? Oh, it doesn't look like much. The old man lit a dry cigarette, the strong and spicy smell of tobacco spread in the tent, he clicked the cigarette holder and looked at Xiao Du and Qingye behind the clouds, his eyes paused in Qingye's eyes and stopped in Xiao Du's eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, just smiled meaninglessly, and asked, "The friend you are looking for is in Lhasa?" ”

"Ah, yes." Du Yuan's heart moved, and the surface was still the same, "Uncle, I just wanted to ask you if there is a person named Sanji here." ”

After he finished speaking, the old man laughed, and Daze, who had been watching vigilantly beside him, also laughed.

Du was puzzled, and his eyes were closed, "What's wrong." ”

"Sanji, this name is everywhere here, ordinary can't be ordinary, there are more than a dozen Sanji in our village alone, which one are you looking for?" The old man laughed at Cen Cen.

"What? Is it so popular......" Du Yuanyuan pursed the corners of his mouth, "But, I know that his name is Sanji, a friend from many years ago, and I don't know where he lives." ”

"Sanji Zhuton, Sanji Zhuoma, Sanji Huwa, Sanji Alagu, there are so many of them, I'm afraid there are more stars in the sky."

…… Du looked at Qingye from a distance, Qingye's face was slightly gloomy, and when they were at a loss, the old man said, "But tomorrow is our Tibetan Xuedun Festival, it is very lively, and this year Zhulang Rinpoche is going to include an empty mother, the scene is even bigger, you can go around, see if you can meet your friend, tomorrow I am afraid that all the people in Tibet will gather together, if you are lucky, maybe you can meet it." ”