The Spring Festival is a special festival, Chinese New Year's Eve after the night Chinese New Year's Eve, it ushered in the real first day of the new year, the first day of the new year.

With a loud "Rachelo" hospital opening its doors, Huairou got up very early for physical reasons, but it was Soma who got up earlier than her, and it seemed that Soma, Tashi and others had not slept all night.

"Soft, auspicious water! Drink! ”

Soma's Chinese is not good, the simple words are quite smooth, and the name of Huairou is directly replaced by Shan Zirou, which seems more intimate.

A bowl of clear water was handed to her, Soma looked at Huairou excitedly, and the water bowl pushed towards her.

Looking to the side for some reason, Brother Shan Maitreya looked at it with a Buddha-like smile, and then saw that Shen Lang had just finished drinking the bowl.

"Auspicious water, which represents good luck and longevity, drink it." Brother Shan gave a simple explanation.

Obediently took and drank, Soma seemed to be very happy, and the white Hada was also hung on Huairou's neck at the same time, this custom Huairou knew.

At breakfast, there are all kinds of food on the table, Huairou looks at the barley wine, tsampa, butter tea, cheese, meat and mutton, etc., and there are some special pastries Huairou doesn't know what they are, but each taste has a unique charm.

As soon as people arrived, everyone scrambled to start grabbing food, and I heard Shen Lang say that the first meal on the first day of the new year is to grab, and the more full you eat, the better, which symbolizes that you will never be hungry in the new year.

Almost every kind of food Huairou ate, and when she stopped, she found that her stomach was swollen and uncomfortable, she had always really eaten too much, but she really felt that the food was fragrant when she rushed to eat.

After eating, one of the tourists mentioned the Tibetan Spring Festival activities and wanted to know what to do, Tashi said that there are many entertainment activities, such as going to the Jokhang Temple in Lhasa to worship, the Panchen Lama will personally be there to bless the believers, and you can also make a pilgrimage to the Potala Palace.

After listening to Tashi's words, the tourists who had been here for tourism couldn't sit still, and regretted why they didn't go to the hospital in Lhasa earlier, otherwise they could have seen the lively bazaar now.

"Hey, Tashi always talks about the excitement in Lhasa, but aren't there Jockey Clubs in a few villages near here?"

When Brother Shan mentioned it, Tashi scratched his head and told tourists that there was this project, and compared to the crowded Lhasa, other parts of Tibet also have their own Spring Festival celebrations.

When everyone heard this, they all asked to take a look, and when they went out, Soma prepared a set of Tibetan national costumes for Huairou, and the skillful Soma braided Huairou.

He wore a long-sleeved floral shirt with a lapel, a thick robe that was warm behind him, turquoise earrings inlaid with silver wire, coral beads hanging from his hair, and a gold flower hat because of the cold weather.

At first glance, Huairou is wearing a Tibetan robe, with red lips and white skin and snow, there is a different kind of exotic beauty, and the mountain brother can't help but be amazed, this girl sometimes really needs to dress up to be amazing.

Ten people left the hospital together and headed for the empty racecourse, where many Tibetans dressed in new clothes and festive costumes walked together, tents were set up around the racecourse, and there were many Tibetans living in Tibetans but there seemed to be many tourists.

Since the development of tourism, there are only a lot of tourists who come to Tibet to visit, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are people who come to observe and relax, and even here are tourists, it is conceivable that there should be more lively towns.

On the racecourse of the festival, gongs and drums are noisy, colorful flags are fluttering, everywhere is full of laughter, there are merchants with local products near the racecourse peddling to tourists, some exquisite ornaments and national food, it looks very novel.

The horse race here is the first day of the new year in the Tibetan calendar, the vast grassland in Tibet is blessed with horse racing, in fact, many places in Tibet will hold horse races, the more famous is the Qiangtang horse race in northern Tibet and the Dangxiong horse race, the horse racing players are some teenagers, watching them race is more thrilling than watching adults.

The horses participating in the competition include the horses of the heads of each tribe at all levels, and there are ten good horses selected by each tribe, and they can also participate freely. Before the race, the horses should be fed well, and the contestants are generally over 12 years old and under 20 years old. The venue of the race is on the grassland near the village and town, the race is 10 kilometers long, and the referees are the village chiefs and cadres of the villages and towns.

Two Tibetans pulled the rope as the starting line, and drew a white line at the end line.

As long as the selected participants in the competition will be rewarded, the first to tenth place will be rewarded with a hada and a colored silk, and the first to third place will also be rewarded with Tibetan silver encouragement.

According to local customs, horse racing is also divided into horse racing and horse walking, and horse racing is faster than speed; The horse is not only faster than the speed, but also more than the trend of the horse.

In addition, there is also a competition archery project, the main participants are some leaders of nearby tribes, just to increase the entertainment items, each person shoots three arrows, the arrow target is 100 meters away, the winner of the target is awarded five taels of silver, and there is a hada.

After Tashi finished explaining, the people around him nodded knowingly, they didn't expect the Tibetan Spring Festival program to be so meaningful.

Watching the tall horses pass in front of them, the young and handsome little riders are all heroic, and you can see that everyone has a determination to win on their faces, and a sense of pride spreads from the bottom of their hearts.

The sun came out, and the temperature also rose, learning from Soma to take off one sleeve, and wearing too many jewelry on her head made Huairou a little unaccustomed.

Stretched out his hand to tie his hair up but found that there was no head rope, and after hanging it on his ears, it was blown off by the wind after a while, and he couldn't help but want to scratch it when he fell on his cheeks, and after a few rounds, Huairou could only sigh and give up.

Shen Lang looked at her clumsy appearance from the side and wanted to laugh, but when he heard Huairou's helpless sigh, he couldn't bear it, and thought about Huairou's ability to lift her long hair.

"Huh?" Her hair was pulled away, and Huairou looked back at Shen Lang in some surprise.

"Don't move, turn back." Shen Lang said, turning Huairou's face back, and skillfully braiding the scattered hair into a twisted braid, although it looked a little ugly, fortunately, the hair was tied up and would not fly again.

Seemingly satisfied with his masterpiece, Shen Lang nodded proudly. "Alright."

I couldn't see how Shen Lang did it, and I didn't know how beautiful or ugly she looked, but Huairou didn't care about this, and she was relieved that her scattered hair was subdued.

"Bang!"

With the sound of gunfire, I saw the young man riding the horse raising his whip one by one, the horse's hooves galloping on the ground, the snow and soil were splashed by the horse's hooves, and they fought forward mightily, and the shouts and shouts around were endless, and the blood of the people was boiling.

Such a grand scene, Huairou only watched it for a moment and then gave up, the noisy scene was too lively and noisy to give her a headache, and her eyeballs were a little dazzling, I don't know if it was poisonous hair.

After two or three days of continuous infusion infusion, the person seems to be much more energetic, but the redness in her eyes has never disappeared, and every time she sees herself in the mirror, she has the illusion that she is about to demonize.

"Uncomfortable? Let's go for a walk around the side. ”

Seeing Huairou's discomfort, Shen Lang accompanied her to the nearby grassland, away from the lively crowd, breathing smoothly, and Huairou deeply inhaled fresh air.

The two of them were silent for a moment, strolling quietly on the vast grassland, the endless plains in the distance were covered with snow-covered vegetation and could not see the color, and walked a long distance until they could not hear the sound of the lively racecourse.

After the Spring Festival, there are still things that need to be faced, not to mention that the danger has not yet stayed away from her side.

Looking up at the blue sky, Huairou felt that she was free and unrestrained at the moment, but her heart was extremely depressed, and there was an invisible net that made her unable to escape that person's control.

Thinking of the text message she received on her mobile phone before, Lhasa, that was the next place she was going to be, but why that person gave her the name of the place but didn't say anything.

The previous appearance of the evil man and the scar man confirmed that this is a trap, the enemy is in the dark and she is in the light, and it seems really difficult to avoid all these dangers.

The longer she stays here, the more likely she is to be found by Scarman, and now she is not alone, and neither Tashi nor Soma can be in danger because of herself.

Also, Shen Lang.

Looking up at Shen Lang's side cheeks enjoying the beautiful scenery of the grassland, he looked like he had lost some weight, he hadn't seen him for a long time, but meeting again made him see such an embarrassed side of himself.

It turned out that she didn't plan to contact him again, not only because of the danger around her, but also because of the inexplicable strange feelings in her heart.

What should she do......

"Want to talk about it?"

Shen Lang didn't look at Huairou, but he knew that she was looking at herself, and he didn't ask about what happened to Huairou before, but it didn't mean that he would never ask.

He wanted to know about the cause of Wu Meng's death, as well as about her dead parents.

Lowered her eyelids, looked at the barren grass under her feet that was blown by the wind, and the thoughts in her mind flickered one by one, but Huairou looked attentive but did not answer Shen Lang's words.

"Who are you, why would someone want to hunt you down, and how Wu Meng died, only you know. I've come all the way from Beijing, and you're not going to tell me anything, are you? ”

Huairou's silence made Shen Lang a little angry, she disappeared without a sound for almost a month, Christmas is still good and everything is impermanent, and as soon as he left on New Year's Day, Wu Meng died, and she also disappeared.

was angry in his heart, and Qi Huairou didn't look for him at the first time.

There is a grudge in his heart, and he hides everything in his heart and doesn't tell him.

There was anger in her heart, and Nu Huairou carried it alone but didn't ask him for help.

Haoya bit her lower lip and was silent, Shen Lang's questions one by one reminded Huairou of what had happened again, and made her remember that she was still being hunted down.

"Why don't you speak." Shen Lang's voice was dark, and Huairou felt a sense of oppression.

"I can't say."

Leaving this sentence, Huairou turned around and left, she didn't want to have a conversation with Shen Lang like this.

"Huairou!"

Shen Lang's low roar made Huairou pause, and he didn't stop, Shen Lang watched Huairou go farther and farther.

Leaving Shen Lang's voice behind, Huairou's fist clenched tightly and refused to relax, and her fingertips stabbed into her palm, which was nothing compared to the depression in her heart.

Suddenly, Huairou felt that his arm stopped in his footsteps, and Shen Lang grabbed Huairou's right wrist, his tone was already a little impatient.

"Make things clear, are you going to keep everything to yourself? How did Wu Meng die, and why did your father kill him? Wu Meng is dead, why don't you call the police? What are you doing in Tibet? Why would someone hunt you down and who are they? If you don't tell me, how can I help you! ”

Unable to break free of Shen Lang's iron pincer-like palm, Huairou gave up struggling, and Shen Lang's questions all smashed at her, and even some of the problems she couldn't explain herself.

"Tell me, ...... Rou"

Shen Lang slowed down his tone, let go and walked to Huairou and looked down at her.

"Wang Rou and Li Guoliang are not my biological parents, Wu Meng was killed by Li Guoliang in order to save me, in addition to the police, there are other people chasing me, so I came to Tibet, as for why someone wants to chase and kill me, I also want to know. Moreover, I don't need others to help me, it's my own business. ”

Huairou lied, but she didn't feel guilty, she had already decided to draw a line with Shen Lang, she was now unknown and being hunted down, and no one who contacted her would end well.

Since this is the case, then why bother others again, it is better to make it clear and part ways.

"Shen Lang." Huairou looked up at Shen Lang's eyes and said word by word, "Don't care about me anymore." ”

This sentence made Shen Lang's eyes narrow, but his thin lips were pursed, and he spit out two words coolly.

"Dreaming."