The plan of the day begins in the morning. A delicious and hearty breakfast made Agina's herding life so energetic for the day.

In his own pasture, Aginai sits on a hillside, weaving a very resilient grass, and he wants to weave a cage of grasshoppers. Son Asgen's casual question yesterday made him take it to heart.

The white horse was next to Agina, and after eating a few bites of grass, he raised his head and looked into the distance. The jujube red horse in the distance seemed to have a spirit in its heart, and as long as the white horse raised its head, it would give up grazing and look at each other. "Hari" walked back and forth around the flock, carelessly alert.

Agina was very careful in weaving, and from time to time symbolically looked up at the sheep grazing with their heads down, and his main energy was still concentrated on the straw weaving between his hands.

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The Mongolian people have a taboo that they cannot wash their clothes in the river, let alone pour dirty water and dirty things into the river, which is disrespectful to the "river god". This taboo is very scientific, because the herders who live in pursuit of water and grass rely on mountain springs, streams and rivers on the grasslands for water. Therefore, Toya washed her clothes by bringing the water back and washing it outside the yurt, and did not dare to go directly to the river to wash it.

Toya has a lot of clothes to wash, as well as sheets, curtains, etc., so she can dry quickly while the weather is good.

Asgen was probably tired of running, and sat in Lehrer's car, playing with a large gnats he had caught. The big yellow dog "Xiri" was much quieter, lying in the shade under Lele's car, guarding his little master.

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It is the nature of children to be naughty, but the methods of naughty are different. When Asgen was fiddling with the big-bellied grasshopper, Shen Xiaoshan and Shen Xiaoling, who were far away in Sarentai Gacha, had already started a "martial arts competition" with their own wooden sticks. The "martial arts" seen on TV are displayed in a fake way, sometimes "huha" shouting, sometimes wooden sticks "banging" each other, it is really difficult to distinguish between the two - judging from the tricks, the two are really a "seeing" person.

Both of them move very slowly, perhaps because they are not proficient in their skills and moves, or they may be trying to imitate the slow motion they see on TV. No matter what the reason, it is really "crooked", this kind of "slow-motion" kung fu is less lethal and pays more attention to safety.

There is a kind of safety that the child thinks is safe, and there is a danger that is the danger in the eyes of the mother. Seeing the two Tao boys holding wooden sticks and making random gestures, Dong Jing was so angry that he rushed out of the house and shouted: Stop, Shen Xiaoshan, Shen Xiaoling!

Maybe parents have one thing in common, as long as they shout their children's first and last names angrily, their children should be "unlucky".

Xiaoshan and Xiaoling, surnamed Shen, were taken aback.

"What's the point of stabbing your eyes? You two are too capable! ”

Dong Jing rushed forward in a few steps, snatched the wooden stick from the hands of the two, and slapped each of them on the buttocks. Of course, the force on Xiaoling's buttocks is lighter, and it can be heard from the sound of "popping", which is obviously a few percent less than the force used on Xiaoshan.

Xiaoshan and Xiaoling did not cry, did not justify, lowered their heads and pretended to sulk. In fact, the two of them raised their eyelids from time to time to look at each other, and they were secretly smiling

Dong Jing then reprimanded a few words, took the wooden stick into the house, and threw it into the stove.

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Aginai is not very good at weaving the cage of the grasshopper, and he has learned it a few times with Huhelu but is not proficient, but he is very serious in weaving. The first straw work was finally freshly baked, and Aginaito looked at it in the palm of his hand, showing a triumphant smile, after all, this was the first grasshopper cage that he completed independently. But looking at it, Agina's smile disappeared, and he took the cage to his eyes and looked at it from multiple angles, and finally gave an appraisal - this is a defective product!

Aginai found a rat hole and stuffed it into the "defective product", stuffed a few pieces of gravel into it, and finally covered it with soil and stepped on it with his feet. The first piece contributed to plugging the rat hole and, of course, gained experience for his subsequent weaving.

Agina pulled the grass again, sat cross-legged on the grass and weaved it. I'm much more proficient than last time.

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The wooden poles outside the yurt are filled with washed clothes. Toya poured out the last basin of water and straightened up, stretching out her free hand and gently beating her back. Soon, she packed up her things and closed the door to the yurt.

"Asgen, shall we go find Daddy?" Toya shouted to her son.

Asgen held a grasshopper in his hand and said excitedly, "Okay, okay, I want to see how Daddy herds the sheep."

Asgen ran towards his mother, and "West Ri" followed closely. He held the grasshopper and asked, "Mother, where is this grasshopper?"

"There's nothing to hold it, just throw it away."

"Mom, you can't throw it away, I still have to give it to Xiaoshan and Xiaoling, they must have never seen such a big grasshopper." Asgen hurriedly put his little hands behind his back, for fear that his mother would snatch it and throw it away.

Toya: Then—then—find a blade of grass and tie it to Lehrer's cart first.

"Okay. So that it can't run away. Asgen accepted and supported his mother's suggestion.

Toya brought a piece of tough grass and tied it to the grasshopper's legs, and the other end was tied to the wheel of Lehrer's cart.

Asgen put his arms around the big yellow dog and said, "Xiri" is obedient, take us to Daddy.

"Xiri" seemed to understand the words of the little master, and walked in front with his head held high.

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Agina was weaving the cage of the gnat, when suddenly, the big black dog "Hari" and "Wangwang" barked. Agina heard the cry of excitement and looked around. Spotting three figures walking in the distance, he looked at the sun with the palm of his hand, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

The figure is getting closer. At the front was the big yellow dog "Xiri", followed by his son Asgen, and his wife Toya at the back. Agina walked briskly down the hill to greet him.

Finding that the master's "Xiri" was even more joyful, Asgen ran up and threw himself into his father's arms. Toya then approached.

Agina held up the cage of the gnats to her son, but did not speak. Asgen happily "grabbed" it in his hand, turned his head and shouted: Mom, this time the gnats have something to pack.

Asgen took the gnat's cage and asked, "Dad, is this what the uncle gave you yesterday?"

Agina: No. I made it up myself.

"You made it up yourself? Dad, you're amazing! Xiaoshan's father won't make it up. ”

Agina lifted Asgen and spun around. Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, wild flowers, including white sheep, white horses, red horses, black dogs, and yellow dogs also swirled.

Asgen waved the gnat's cage and laughed, and "Xiri" and "Hari" also circled around their master, excitedly running in circles.

Toya looked at her son and husband with affection, and happiness was written on her beautiful face. How she wished that this happiness would last forever......

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In Sarentai Gachali, Asgen's best playmates are, of course, Shen Xiaoshan and Shen Xiaoling. When they were at home, the three children were sticky together almost every day, and since they went to the pasture point since Asgen, Xiaoshan and Xiaoling had to "stay" at home and make fools.

After the "competition" with a wooden stick was ruthlessly cleaned up by Dong Jing, Xiaoshan and Xiaoling did restrain a lot in front of their mother. On this morning, the brothers really had nothing to do, and they remembered a new "martial art" - wrestling! This is what was previously seen and remembered on the steppe Naadam.

Wrestling, called "Boke" in Mongolian, is a traditional sports activity of the Mongolian people in the steppe, and is also a kind of entertainment activity, which is called the "three arts of men" in the Mongolian nationality together with horse racing and archery, and is generally carried out during the sacrifice of Ao Bao and Naadam Conference.