The remaining three are basically in the midst of their constant shaking even though they are sitting. This is due to their long-term horseback life. The Kazakhs have a strong point. They may be placed on the horse’s back by their parents when they can walk. Even if they drink more wine, as long as their butts are stuck to the saddle, they will never fall off.

When Ayana brought the cooked hand-catcher meat, only Jiang Buer was still sitting there strongly, and he was extremely upright. This sitting posture made Yang Geyong stand upright.

Ayana didn't look at the person lying all over the room, she had already gotten used to it. Instead, she looked at Yang Geyong and said, "Are you hungry? Eat meat quickly. This is the yellow mutton sent back by my elder brother yesterday."

Yang Geyong's eyes lit up. Wild yellow sheep are delicious, and only available in northern borders. So he said to Jiangbuer: "Brother, eat meat quickly."

The reason why I called Jiangbul was because the Kazakh custom was distributed by the owner. The owner would assign different parts of the sheep according to the identity of the guest. This is a kind of etiquette.

The answer to Yang Geyong was Jiang Buer's loud snoring. It turned out that the reason why this guy was sitting and asleep was sitting. Yang Geyong looked at Ayana helplessly. Ayana covered her mouth and laughed. Then she picked up a knife, picked up a piece of meat and handed it to Yang Geyong.

Yang Geyong greeted her: "Sister Ayina, let's eat together."

Ayana looked at her brother and felt a little embarrassed. When there were guests, women would not go to the table. Yang Geyong naturally knew this custom and said with a smile: "Look at them all asleep. How boring is it for me to eat by myself? Besides, I am also your brother, not an outsider."

Ayana bit her lip and nodded: "Okay, I'll go and serve you a bowl of soup first. You must be thirsty, right?"

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Geyong to refuse, he ran out and served a bowl of soup for Yang Geyong with a wooden bowl. Then he sat cross-legged beside Yang Geyong.

If you have the opportunity to visit the Kazakh yurt in the future, remember to bring water, because they will give you all kinds of drinks, but there is no water. Milk tea is made with salt and ghee, and the more you drink it, the more you thirsty you will feel. Yogurt is to quench your thirst, but yogurt without sugar is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

Yang Geyong directly cut off a piece of mutton with thick Huang Biao and handed it to Ayana. They all like to eat fatty meat, and the pure lamb tail oil people all like to eat it. They sucked it into their mouths like noodles.

Ayana's eyes completed the crescent moon, took the meat with both hands, put it in her mouth, and chewed it intoxicatingly. From time to time, she tilted her head to look at Yang Geyong who was gnawing on the meat. "This brother is so considerate. I wonder which girl is lucky to marry him?"

Finally, after eating and drinking, Ayana removed the table, then pulled off the blanket to cover everyone. By the way, she put down Jiangbuer and covered him with east and west. Even in the summer in the northern border, it was cold, not to mention that it was just spring now.

Yang Geyong went out to use the toilet, and Ayana followed closely behind. In fact, they didn't have a toilet, so they just found a place to solve the problem in the wilderness. Yang Geyong knew that Ayana was a little scared to follow him, and probably wanted to make it convenient.

Yang Geyong turned his body and pointed at the back: "You are there, I'll take you back after the end." Then he walked away a little longer.

In fact, Kazakh women don’t have to worry about exposing themselves, let alone at night or during the day. Because they are all wearing skirts, when they turn their bodies, the skirts will disperse and cover their bodies tightly.

After Ayana finished solving the problem, Yang Geyong sent her back to the yard first. After all, he couldn't let go of water in front of the woman. When he returned to the yard, Ayana stood at the door of the house and waved to him. It turned out that she had laid a quilt for Yang Geyong in her room.

Yang Geyong looked at it and she also slept directly on the blanket. This Han people are not used to it. No matter how good the wool blanket is, it is a bit thorny. Moreover, the blankets they knitted themselves are not so soft at all.

Yang Geyong walked out and picked up several sheets that had been pierced by a knife just now. He thought about it and took a few more sets of quilts. In that era, he had not been concealed. After entering the house, he threw them to Ayana. "Put this on the bed."

When he looked down, he saw blood stains on the top sheet, so he pulled them down and threw them out. But Ayana picked them up and said, "It's okay to wash it, but why do I have the nerve to ask for my brother for so many things?"

Yang Geyong smiled and said, "I'm sorry to ask for my brother's things, then am I your brother? Besides, these pieces were cut by a knife, so I can't sell them."

Ayana laughed again: "I'll just sew it on. Then she stroked the satin quilt and put her face on to feel the smoothness of the silk."

"When you get married, my brother will definitely give you the best Hangzhou silk!" Seeing that the girl likes silk so much, Yang Geyong said.

Ayana looked at Yang Geyong with some disappointment, responded in a slut, and then spread the sheets. She knew that the Han people liked to cover quilts, so she took Yang Geyong a coarse quilt again. Then she served Yang Geyong to take off her coat and get into the quilt and sleep. Ayana lay down next to him and covered her own blanket. For her, the heavy blanket was still warm.

Don’t think wrongly, they did nothing. Because the national people let the guests rest next to the most beautiful women, which is a sign of respect. If you are not in a regular manner, they will also have a knife.

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Yang Geyong got up and found that Ayana was cooking milk tea outside. The guys who drank too much also started to get up one by one and went home. They usually didn't eat breakfast outside.

It was Jiang Buer who kept snoring like thunder, and this sleep made him sleep shockingly. Yang Geyong shouted him, it was time to go to the market for something to eat.

The two of them washed up briefly, soaked some naan with milk tea and mutton left last night. Then they put on the cow and set off. Before leaving the yard, Jiang Buer glanced at Ayana who was standing at the door and stared at them, and asked Yang Geyong with a smile: "How about marrying my sister to you?"

Yang Geyong looked embarrassed. Until Ayana ran into the room, he whispered to Jiangbuer: "Stop messing around, I have a partner."

Jiang Buer squeezed his eyes: "How could only one girl like a warrior like my brother?"

Yang Geyong stopped talking nonsense with him and walked out of the yard to start the car. This car was a bit difficult to ignite, and it seemed that he had to fix it. He could do simple problems by himself.

The market today is much better. Yang Geyong's goods were replaced with chocolate in half a day. Lao Wang didn't come today. Maybe he was afraid that Yang Geyong would settle the score with him.
Chapter completed!