Thinking of knitting sweaters, Chu Qing looked at the clothes worn by the herdsmen around her. The weather was getting warmer, and they no longer wore woolen clothes, but instead wore plain cloth robes, mostly cheap Gebu robes from Daxuan.

The price of cotton cloth is also high here. After all, the output of cotton is small, and they themselves cannot afford to wear it.

"What do you use your wool for?" Chu Qing asked an old woman.

"We have to make a lot of things, look at it, felt bags, felt hats, boots, Pulu, saddle blankets... and robes and cloaks."

"What kind of cloak?" Chu Qing asked.

"Hey, let me show it to you." The old woman dug out something that was more like a blanket than a cloak, but the drawstring could be seen as a collar.

This cloak is very thick and should be used to keep out the cold in winter. The main color is milky white, with black and yellow stripes on the edges. It seems that three colors of wool are used. It is not dyed.

The old woman's son, a man named Zhan Dui, happened to come over. When he saw the cloak, he smiled and said, "My grandma made this for me. I can't bear to wear it until the holidays. It's hot now, so there's no need to wear it."

Already."

After saying that, Zhan Dui still put the cloak on one shoulder, wearing it crookedly. This made Chu Qing, a "paranoid", itchy and wanted to straighten the cloak.

Zhan Dui saw Qing Qing staring hard at the cloak and said with a smile: "Well, you can't dress neatly. That's unmanly. I look powerful when I wear it like this!"

Zhan Dui's original standing posture was loose, but after putting on the cloak, he straightened his chest and tightened his abdomen. Coupled with his tall body, he looked really "mighty".

He said: "A man wearing a cloak must stand tall and straight, not slump his waist and shoulders, and wear it with dignity! Otherwise, the cloak will be in vain!"

Chu Qing understood that the real meaning of the cloak was not to keep warm, but to reflect the might and domineering power of men.

Zhang Mingyu whispered beside Chu Qing: "They usually don't wear cloaks. When they wear cloaks, they have to show off and sing!"

"Singing?" Chu Qing was confused.

But Zhan Dui immediately "cleared up the confusion". He shook his shoulders and sang:

"My grandma made me a beautiful cloak,

You must wear it during festivals,

The pure white wool was spun into thread by grandma,

Wearing it is full of infinite power!

Make me a real man!"

The sheep-shearing competition over there is coming to an end. Some people stay to bag the wool, while other women prepare to make lunch.

When everyone heard Zhan Dui's singing, they couldn't help but come over and form a circle.

Zhan Dui sang and danced unique dance steps, which attracted the men around him to sing and dance along with him.

The boys looked at Zhan Dui's cloak with envy, their eyes filled with desire. They also wanted to put on the cloak and become real men.

Chu Qing was infected by their enthusiasm and applauded them vigorously. The eyes of the old women around him were also full of kindness.

After the Zhan Dui singing, the men started to cheer and let the women also sing and make the scene lively.

Chu Yuan lightly hit Chu Qing with his elbow: "Boss, you want to sing one too? People here seem to sing for everything they do, can you sing a song related to them?"

Chu Qing is actually a person who loves to sing. She has always sang in her heart since she was a child. Due to her personality, she rarely sings in public. After she came to this world, she really showed off her voice in public a lot.

"I can really do it!" Chu Qing sang after saying:

"Give me a blue sky and a rising sun

Give me a piece of green grass stretching into the distance

Give me an eagle and a mighty man

Give me a roping pole and hold it in his hand

Give me a white cloud and a pure imagination

Give me a breeze and let the flowers bloom

Give me an encounter in the green pasture

Give me a hot look

You, the man who is roping a horse, are mighty and majestic.

The galloping horse is like the rushing wind

The endless wilderness is free for you to wander

Your heart is as broad as the earth

Horse roping man, you are in my heart

I would like to melt into your broad chest

The endless wilderness is free for you to wander

All days are as sunny as yours…”

While Chu Qing was singing, the herdsmen were moved by the singing. Young and old, male and female, they started dancing around Chu Qing.

Chu Yuan whipped his riding whip from time to time in tune with the lyrics, and the children lined up in a long line behind Chu Yuan, made horseback riding postures, and danced the "horse dance."

The men in these villages are all horse herders. The song "Horse Harnessing" sung by Chu Qing was very suitable for the occasion and won rounds of applause from the men.

Someone in the crowd also told a story about Chu Qing shooting a pack of wolves. When this story was told, it seemed that Chu Qing was not as simple as shooting two or three wolves to death, as if he was giving people a clear list of hundreds of wolves.

The women originally looked at Chu Qing as if they were a strange man, and tried to keep a distance in their behavior. However, when they heard Chu Qing's singing and heard about Chu Qing's fight with wolves, their eyes immediately became much closer.

Chu Qing has experienced things that they have all experienced. Like them, she is a brave, careful, tender-hearted woman. They have found common ground in Chu Qing.

The women gathered Chu Qing into their felt bags, combed Chu Qing's hair and braided it.

They spread Chu Qing's hair, smeared it with ghee to make it look shiny and smooth, and parted it from the middle into many small braids.

They took out various jewelry that they regarded as treasures and decorated Chu Qing's hair. These were their "dowry".

At this moment, Chu Qing's thin braids on both sides of his forehead were strung with symmetrical strings of amber, turquoise and other gems. The hair on the back of his head was braided into a thicker braid, with silver ornaments fixed on it.

These women found their most beautiful clothes and carried them one by one on Chu Qing's body, gesturing and discussing. Finally, Chu Qing chose a sky blue satin robe and a colorful "bangdian" (decorative belt) for herself.

The women helped to put it on.

When she came out again, the eyes of everyone present were bright. Chu Qing was tall, and with the Tibetan robe on her body, she looked like a local woman.

The blue sky and white clouds, the white sheep and felt bags, and Chu Qing standing in the green field create a harmonious picture that is integrated with nature.

The herdsmen were excited and cheered. The boys in the caravan were not to be outdone, and the cheers soon overshadowed the herdsmen.

The little girls came to hold Chu Qing's hand one by one, which they had not dared to do before. They had always seen Chu Qing as a man. Who made Chu Qing wear men's clothes every day?

Xiaobao didn't come close. He looked at his mother from a distance. He didn't know why, but he wanted to cry. He wanted to be made happy by his mother.

My mother looked one way when she put on the uniform of the Secret Investigation Department, and she looked another way when she put on the daily Daxuanguo women's clothes, but they were not as beautiful as she is now!

It turns out that my mother is so beautiful when she lets her braids hang down. It turns out that my mother looks so unique and independent in the sun and on the grassland.

"It's hard to find a beautiful woman again!" Xiaobao murmured.

"You brat! How old are you!" Lao Zhao gently patted Xiaobao on the top of his head.

"Beautiful! This is beautiful! Do you understand?" Xiaobao shouted, "Is my mother a beauty? Have you never seen such a beautiful woman? You will never see anyone more beautiful than my mother in the future!"
Chapter completed!