Chapter 858 Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water 2
Lu Jiang didn't mind at all. Tibetans have many customs that are completely different from those of Han people.
In the old days, Tibetans practiced polygamy or polyandry. There were also cases where mothers and daughters had the same husband, fathers and sons had the same wife, and brothers had the same wife. Apart from polygamy, do other forms of marriage exist among Han people? No.
Here, they can't feel the wind and rain outside.
Here, they can let go, laugh heartily, and talk freely.
Feng Qingxue likes this atmosphere very much. Friendship makes her feel very relaxed. She doesn't have to live in fear, worry about relatives and friends, or be afraid of the knife hanging over her head that may fall at any time.
Before leaving, Basang Zhuoma gave her a new Tibetan robe, an apron, and a seven-treasure necklace from Fubao.
The seven Buddhist treasures of their tribe refer to beeswax, giant clams, pearls, corals, gold, silver and carnelian. Large pieces of yellow and irregular old beeswax are strung together, interspersed with turquoise, red agate and other objects, with gorgeous colors and unique style.
Fubao liked it very much and hung it around his neck, "Does my necklace look good?"
"It looks good." Feng Qingxue praised, but wouldn't her daughter's small and tender neck feel heavy?
Fubao's eyes really became a slit this time.
Feng Qingxue instantly understood how much her daughter loved beauty. Due to the limitations of the times, she had never taken out the jewelry collected in the space. Who knew that her daughter actually had a natural love of beauty.
This string of seven-treasure necklace made Basang Zhuoma one of Fubao's favorite people.
"Sister, you are so nice. I love it so much! My necklace!" Fubao smiled sweetly at Basang Zhuoma. Her two dimples, which were very similar to Xibao's, were sweet and beautiful. Against the backdrop of the seven-treasure necklace, her little face looked even whiter and more radiant, like a porcelain doll, very eye-catching.
"It's so beautiful!" Basang Zhuoma exclaimed.
Xibao said to her sister, "Sister, do you like it? When I grow up, I will earn money to buy it for you. Be good, buy it for mom, for you, and for your beautiful sister."
Tsering was the leader of their gathering place. He liked Xibao very much and gave her an ancestral Xiangxiong Dzi bead.
The dark green Xiangxiong Dzi bead was smooth and looked like jade.
Even though Feng Qingxue didn't understand the value and meaning of Dzi beads, she felt that this Dzi bead was unusual.
"Thank you, Grandpa!" Xibao touched her pockets, but found nothing in them. She immediately looked at Feng Qingxue, "Mom, I want to give Grandpa something too!"
After liberation, Ciren understood some Chinese. He smiled and said, "I give you a gift, not to receive your gift."
Xibao opened his mouth wide, "Be polite!"
In his opinion, he should give gifts to others after receiving things from others.
"I have received gifts from your mother." Ciren pointed to the two precious books, with a smile on his dark red face, "You can come often in the future. Today we eat hand-pulled lamb. Next time I will treat you to roast lamb."
"Mom's roasted meat is delicious. I will treat you, Grandpa." Xibao said enthusiastically.
Ciren smiled and said, "If I have the chance, I will take Basang Zhuoma to visit your parents."
They were dressed in military uniforms, obviously soldiers stationed nearby.
Whether for political reasons or friendship reasons, Ciren was very happy to make friends with Lu Jiang's family.