Chapter 4029 Dolma!

Thinking of this, I glanced at the old man in front of me and asked, "Why do you want to take me in?"

The old man was also stunned by my question. He looked at the young man next to him, and then he realized that I was still guarding against something. Summit 23S.

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Thinking of this, the old man smiled at me and said, "Don't worry, little friends, we have no other purpose. We just want to understand some of the conditions on the snowy mountains in front of the children, which will also allow us to do something for the future."

Plan. This shouldn’t be a big problem for the little friend, right?”

I thought about it carefully and realized that this is really not a problem. If I just understand the situation, I don't need to worry about them threatening the safety of the old madman.

"Okay, thank you then." I nodded.

"My little friend, if you don't mind, let's talk while we walk now?" The old man also relaxed and said with a smile at me.

I nodded in agreement. Although it seems very troublesome to have someone translate the conversation between me and this old man, I am still very happy to chat with this old man.

I haven’t had such a conversation with anyone in nearly three years. The old madman couldn’t even speak at first. Later, when the old madman could speak, I could see that the old madman was not a chatty person.

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The old man in front of me still talks a lot, and I also like the feeling of chatting with people.

Through conversation, I learned the name of the young man in front of me, which is Gonpot. It’s a very nice name. Tibetan people generally don’t have surnames, so the name is easy to remember.

It's probably because I don't look too scary, and this Gonpot got along well with me. I also told this Gonpot my name. It's just a name, so there shouldn't be any big problems.

"My little friend, please stay at our house tonight, if you don't mind." The old man extended the invitation.

"Thank you Basang, why would I mind?" I smiled and thanked him, and the old man's name was Basang.

After hearing the conversation between the two of us, Gonbu next to me had a strange expression on his face. I also noticed that Gonbu was acting strange at this time, so I turned around and asked in confusion: "Gonbu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Gonpot responded, smiled at me and said.

But no matter how I looked at the smile on this Gonpot's face, it seemed a little abnormal, which made me even more confused. What was this Gonpot thinking in his heart?

I didn't think much about it, and then we returned to his home with Mr. Basang. Gonbu supported Mr. Basang. It was obvious that Gonbu and Basang were quite familiar with each other.

As soon as we entered the house, a cute girl's voice came from inside: "Gonpot, why are you taking my grandpa out for wandering again? Don't you want to kill you?"

I was a little surprised that this girl spoke Chinese. Although this girl spoke Chinese very well, I could still tell that this girl was not Han Chinese, but probably a Tibetan woman.

Sure enough, a young and beautiful woman walked out of the back room at this time. She didn't look very old, she should be around 20 years old. She was wearing Tibetan clothing with ethnic characteristics and looked like a delicate flower.

I couldn't help but be surprised. I didn't expect to see such a beautiful woman in this place. I can tell that this girl must be very popular here, right?

However, this woman seemed very angry at this time. She put her hands on her waist and glared at Gonpot and Basang. When her eyes shifted to me, the girl couldn't help but be surprised, only to find that there was an extra person in the room.

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The woman was a little confused. She walked up to me and looked me over. Then she started asking me again in Tibetan. She was probably asking who I was, right? However, I didn’t understand and didn’t answer immediately to avoid causing trouble.

What a joke.

"Lunzhu, he is Han, not Tibetan." Gonbu glanced at me, then smiled flatteringly at the woman in front of him and said in Chinese. It could be seen that Gonbu must have a great affection for this woman.

Good impression.

The woman glared at Gonpot. The woman was very dissatisfied with Gonpot at this time.

But soon the woman reacted, her beautiful big eyes widened, she looked at me again, and then asked me in Chinese again: "Are you also Han?"

I nodded and said yes, but I was puzzled in my heart.

What does it mean that I am ‘also’ a Han? Are there other Han people in this place?

After hearing my answer, the woman started to circle around me and looked at me again. To be honest, I felt a little scared when I was looked at by this woman. I thought to myself that this Tibetan woman is really brave. How can she use this for nothing?

Looking at others with such eyes? Not subtle at all.

"I thought Han people were all very good-looking, but I didn't expect you to disappoint me." After a while, the woman withdrew her eyes, curled her lips and said.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized, was this woman saying that I wasn't good-looking?

Holy shit!

Isn’t this person too discerning? I can’t even call him good-looking? It’s just that there’s something wrong with my current appearance.

Isn’t that the old saying? People rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold. I am dressed like a savage now, and my image does seem to be a bit delayed. You asked me to dress up, and then try saying this again? Isn’t he handsome?

you!

"I'm not bad looking, right?" I said depressedly.

After hearing my words, the girl in front of me giggled, and the sound was like a silver bell, very beautiful.

"Although you don't look very good, you are still quite interesting." The woman said with a smile.

Is this woman scolding me?

I thought about it for a long time, and no matter what angle I used to think about what this woman said to me, I felt that this woman was indeed scolding me.

"If you take a closer look, how can you say I don't look that good?" I brushed aside my very long hair and put my face in front of the woman in front of me, wanting her to take a closer look. I felt

I was insulted by this woman, and I had to make a comeback.

The girl really looked at my face seriously, and then said with a smile again: "It's not that bad, not as beautiful as our teacher Zhuoma."

"Teacher Zhuoma?" I couldn't help but wonder, who is this?
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