"Dama won't die!" Qianba stood firmly in front of the sheepfold and continued to stare into the distance without even looking at Ram. "Why won't he die? Most of the grazing children in the village have returned. Why?

But Danma didn't come back?" Ram continued to say viciously: "It's useless for you to wait any longer. I've already said that if you go into the mountain tomorrow, you will definitely see Danma's body. I forgot.

Poor old Jamba is blind, even if the body parts of his precious granddaughter are right in front of him, he can't see them!"

"Danma will not die!" Jianba said loudly again, while his old fingers tightly grasped the guardrail of the sheepfold, and there were faint tears in his cloudy eyes.

Qiangba is the priest in the village and has won the respect of most of the villagers. However, there are a very few people who do not respect him enough, or are hostile to him! The neighbor Ram is one of those families. In the early years,

When he was young, Ram and Jampa's son once pursued the same woman. That woman later became Jampa's son's wife, who was Danma's mother, but Ram could only marry a woman he didn't like.

After marriage, Jampa's son and daughter-in-law gave birth to the most beautiful girl in the village, Danma, while Ram's wife gave birth to a daughter who was as ugly and fat as a fat pig. This further aggravated Ram's jealousy.

So from time to time he would cause trouble for Qianba and his grandson. In such an isolated mountain, this could be considered a kind of fun.

"Poor old Jamba, I'm going back to the tent, so you can wait here alone. I advise you to accept your fate early, lest when I get up tomorrow morning, I will see you standing there frozen into a popsicle!"

After Ram said with a sneer, he wrapped himself tightly in his sheepskin coat and walked into his tent.

"Danma will not die!" Jianba still turned a deaf ear to Ram's words. His empty eyes looked into the distance in confusion, and a few tears had slipped from his face. The only thing he could comfort himself now was that Danma was taking Sang with him.

Sangmei went into the mountains with Mei. Sangmei is one of the most ferocious Tibetan mastiffs in the village. Only the "Tudeng" in "Baaji's" family can beat it, so it should be able to protect Danma well.

But when he thought of "Thubeng", Qiangba couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Just like the prodigal son in "Baaji's" family greedily wanted to pursue Danma, the "Thubeng" on the other end also kept fighting "

The idea of ​​"Sangmei", poor Sangmei, has been often bullied by "Tudeng" from the day it was born. Its life experience is as pitiful as its owner...

Unconsciously, the night got much darker, and Qianba was already frozen. In the village, it was difficult to find an old man who lived to be over sixty years old. If he could live to be over seventy years old, he was already a blessing from God.

Sorry. Deep despair enveloped Jianba. He started to cough heavily and covered his mouth with his hands. He coughed violently for a long time. Finally, he felt that his palms were sticky. Jianba thought he had coughed up a mouthful of phlegm, so he also

Without paying attention, he took out the cotton cloth from his pocket and wiped his hands clean. But what he didn't know was that the cotton cloth was covered with shocking blood...

Just when Jianba was about to return to the house with his old steps, he suddenly heard a familiar call from behind: "Grandpa!"

Qiangba was shocked and thought he heard wrongly. He turned around blankly and heard the familiar voice crying again: "Grandpa! I'm back! You...why are you standing here?"

Then Danma ran quickly towards her grandfather, cried and threw herself into Jianba's arms. Jianba raised his palm and touched his daughter's head. He finally believed that this was not his hallucination and choked out: "It's Danma."

,Danma is back?"

"Well! I'm sorry, Grandpa, Danma made you worry!" Danma lay in Grandpa's arms and cried loudly.

But Jianba smiled kindly, and murmured with trembling hands: "It will be good to come back... it will be good to come back! Where is Sangmei?"

It was okay that Qiangba didn't mention it. When he mentioned it, Danma cried even harder, "Grandpa, Sangmei is dead. He died with the snow leopard in order to protect me and the sheep! Wow, Sangmei is dead..."

Jianba sighed deeply and stroked his granddaughter's hair. He was silent for a long time and then murmured: "This is all fate... Danma, don't cry, be strong. Birth, old age, illness and death are all the reincarnation of nature."

As a rule, Sang Mei will definitely go to the Paradise of Paradise, right?"

"Well!" Danma nodded with a sultry face, and then as if she remembered something, she turned around and pointed at Liu Boyang and others and said: "Grandpa, I brought a group of guests back! There are brothers from the Han family and sisters from the Han family.

, they need help, and only you can help them!"

"Really?" The expression on Qiangba's face suddenly became solemn. He is not as simple as Danma. He knows that there are still many bad people in this world. In the mind of an elderly Tibetan like him,

Han people are usually synonymous with bad guys. In the past, Han people often came to the plateau to hunt Tibetan antelopes, wild yaks, snow leopards, etc. with the help of advanced firearms and anesthetics. Later, although the country banned poaching, there are still a small number of people who are evil.

They are not dead, so the poaching phenomenon is still very serious. It is those little people who have ruined the reputation of the Han people.

Liu Boyang and others didn't know what Danma said to the old man, but they could feel the hostility emanating from the old man, so the female flight attendant whose hands and feet were stiff from the cold forced herself to stand up and said in a friendly tone: "Hello, old man! I am

Wu Xiufang, the conductor of Qinghai-Tibet Railway T830 train, is taking the liberty to disturb you, but two passengers on our train are dying due to altitude sickness. Your granddaughter said that you have a way to cure them, so we have spent all our time.

They have brought them here through hardships, please, please, for the sake of the Living Buddha of the Holy Mountain, please help us and save their lives!"

When Qiangba heard what the female flight attendant said, his wariness dissipated a lot, so he nodded and said, "Okay, please follow me into the tent!"

As mentioned before, among Tibetans, dissidents and arrogant elements are only a minority after all, and most people are relatively kind-hearted. Qiangba took his granddaughter’s hand and returned to the dark tent first, followed closely by Liu Boyang and others, but

Before entering the black tent, Liu Boyang looked back sensitively and saw Ram quickly retracting his head in the black tent in the distance.

"Her dad, what happened?" Ram's wife, a tough woman with inverted triangular eyes, came over and asked.

"You little bitch, Danma, actually brought back a large group of foreigners. This is a big deal. I have to tell Baaji!" Ram said venomously.

"What? Danma is not dead? And he has brought foreigners back?" Ram's wife exclaimed and quickly leaned over.

Ram grabbed her and said coldly: "You don't have to look, bring me your coat. I'm going to Baaji's house now!"

Over there, Liu Boyang and a group of people followed Qiangba to their dark tent. They found that the tent was much larger than it looked from the outside, but it was very simple inside, with only some ragged felt steps, a wooden bed, and

It is covered with sheepskin mattresses and quilts, and sheep horns, yak heads, and several kettles are hung on the felt walls. There is a small fire in the middle of the tent for heating at night. In addition, even the Han people in the early morning

There are no obsolete black and white TV sets and old-fashioned radios here. The beautiful flowers of the youth should live under the morning sun every day and enjoy the care of their parents, teachers and classmates, but Danma can only live in such a place.

In addition to grazing herds every day, she just stares at the sky in a daze. She is like an angel forgotten by the world...
Chapter completed!