Baima Weiyang

"Looking for you?" Uncle Qiangba glanced at me, saw me nodding, his eyes suddenly became ambiguous, "Young man is quite handsome..."

I was so frightened by Tashi Pingcuo's face that I swallowed my saliva dryly. When I heard him say this, I was choked by my saliva, "Cough...my brother, can you not be handsome!"

When Uncle Qiangba heard this, the beard around his mouth was pulled up again, "That's right, the younger brother of the first beauty..." Before I finished speaking, I hurriedly interrupted him, "Uncle! You're making fun of me again !” Seeing that my face was already flushed, Uncle Qiangba stopped his mouth with a smile, and waved his hand to signal me to hurry over.I don't know if it is my grudge, Uncle Qiangba always likes to tease me about this matter.Seeing that he has obviously passed the age of not being confused, his mentality is really young...

Shaking my head, I jumped out of the carriage and followed Tashi Pingcuo slowly to the side of the dirt road.Staring at his back, I felt my heart beating up and down every time I took a step.Although I didn't say goodbye to him face to face, he knew about my going back to Lhasa.Now that I suddenly came to intercept the carriage, wouldn't it be to take me back... I was a little anxious, but after thinking about it, with Tashi Pingcuo's style, if I really wanted to take me back, I would be knocked out with a stick, and then a Dragging the sack back will never let me stand here for so long...

Just as he was thinking wildly, Tashi Puncuo suddenly turned around.Before I could see his expression clearly, I saw him raise his hands.I tried to dodge reflexively, but my shoulders felt warm.I was stunned for a moment, and looked down, and saw that the wide pulu robe was hanging loosely on me.Raising my eyes to meet Tashi Pingcuo's black eyes, I only felt a hazy layer of mist floating in my eyes.He stretched out his hand to wrap the robe tightly for me, but the corner of his mouth lifted impatiently, "Don't come back after you leave."

I paused, and firmly held his palm, "Don't worry, I will be careful." Zhaxi Pingcuo waved my hand away, looking away from him, "It has nothing to do with me." Then he turned around and wanted to leave.I quickly stopped him from behind, "Wait a minute!"

Hearing this, Tashi Pingcuo stopped in his tracks, and turned back with a face of reluctance.I tightened the pulu robe on my shoulders, ran a few steps and stood in front of him, "Tashi, can I let sister hug you?" As soon as the words finished, he frowned suddenly.He stared straight at me for a while, but there was no intention of agreeing in his black eyes.

I sighed, and when I almost wanted to give up this idea, Tashi Puncuo suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms.The scalding snort came down, and my face felt warm.Putting my arm around his waist, I breathed out lightly, "Take care of my parents...and you." Looking up at his cheek, he was staring down at me.After staring at each other for a while, I slowly straightened up.

I stood there blankly, staring at the back of Tashi Phuncuo until he disappeared on the stone road at the entrance of the village, but the body temperature that belonged to me wrapped around my body did not dissipate for a long time.I don't know how long I will be away.It seems that since I came here, Joan knot has been my temporary foothold.For this family, I paid too little.And my family has done too much for me... Just like Tashi Punco, the care for me has always been just doing but not talking.

Gathering up the loose pulu robe, a clear breath came faintly.I walked back to the carriage, Uncle Qiangba just looked at me with a smile.He plunged into the warm compartment and took off his pulu robe to cover his body.There was a crisp whip sound outside the curtain, and the carriage started to drive again with a "clang bang".

When he arrived at the entrance of Jiama Village, Gesang had already made the purchase.I wanted to get out of the carriage to help, but Uncle Jamba and Gesang refused in unison.I just sat there in the carriage and listened to the thumping and thumping of the goods.The carriage was divided into two parts by wooden boards, with people in the front and goods in the rear. Although it was not as spacious as a normal carriage, it was more than enough for a half-recumbent nap.

Thinking of the sudden sinking of the rear of the car, after a while, the pulu curtain was lifted.A gust of cold air came in through the crack, and I shivered.Gesang hurriedly lowered the curtain, squeezed into the compartment neatly, and after he sat down, he smiled and glanced at me, "I've never seen you so afraid of the cold..."

I glanced at him, and half-lyed down with a smile, "Why haven't you seen me? How many times have you seen me these days? Besides... It's a shame that you grew up in Lhasa, so you haven't seen the world... "Gesang's face choked when I said it, and his honey-colored skin fainted in a circle of blush, "It's okay, I can't beat you, why don't we admit defeat?" The two of them looked at each other, and then they each laughed. Laugh out loud.

It's strange to say that he had only met Gesang once before, strictly speaking, he had almost no friendship.This time, they met in Qiongjie by chance, and after chatting for a few days, they became as familiar as mountains and rivers.I never thought that I could pick up such a bosom friend when I went back to Lhasa, it just made my mood even better, it’s so good!

The few days of getting along with him also gave me a general understanding of him.His family is also in the restaurant business, and they are family friends with Maggie Ami's family. The two are childhood sweethearts, and they have already made a marriage contract.Now, he has been helping in the tavern of Maggie Ami's house. This time, he came to Qiongjie to do the goods and was entrusted by Maggie Ami's father.

In my impression, Gesang is a straightforward and honest collector man with a straight face and dark brown pupils.Of course, there is something I haven't noticed before. When he smiles, he will show a mouthful of white teeth, and there are two dimples around his mouth.But when I saw him this time, I found that he was a little different from when we first met, it seemed... not as sunny as before.

Although I feel curious in my heart, I am not familiar enough to dig other people's privacy, but I am thinking that it is probably because of love.After all, Maggie Ami is a big beauty, and it is normal that she is not easy to chase.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but see her smiling face in my mind, which made me raise the corners of my mouth unconsciously.I hadn't seen her since the last time I ran into her in Wangmo's tavern.Now back to Lhasa, I can finally go to her tavern for a drink.Thinking about it, the future proprietress is too embarrassed to accept my money...

Thinking left and right, my head became more and more excited.Strange to say, I thought I was suffering from horse-sickness before, at least when I was kidnapped by Sanjay Gyatso, I was really dizzy.But this time, the swaying all the way is like a massage, and the sitting is quite comfortable.It seems that this carriage ride is also linked to mood!

Pulling up the pulu robe on my body, I simply shrunk my body into a ball and lay down comfortably on the woolen cushion.Turning his head to look at Gesang, he was cross-legged with a troubled expression on his face. His tall figure was squeezed into the cramped space, and he was unwilling to sit and lie down uncomfortable.I looked at him for a while, and couldn't help laughing "Hey...".

When the voice was heard, Gesang couldn't help but glared at me.He had a premonition that my words were ready to go, so he hurriedly fired first, "Hey, don't say that I haven't seen the world. I really haven't seen you like this. Why are you so unsympathetic to a girl? Heart, seeing me suffering and suffering makes me gloat like this..."

I rolled my eyelids lazily, and buried half of my face in the woolen cushion, "Yes, I have a heart of iron and steel, and I am invulnerable to swords and guns!" Hearing this, Gesang smiled and sighed, "You, what are you doing with Ma? Giami has a mixed personality and doesn't know how to make friends."

I nodded indifferently, "Well... I can understand the meaning of this sentence, use me to set off the virtue and virtue of your Maggie Ami?!"

"Hey, I don't!" Gesang blushed, but his dark brown eyes dimmed, "If only she was half as lively as you..." I was stunned, and pulled away my pulu robe and faced him. look.When Gesang saw me looking at him, the emotion in his eyes receded, but a smile appeared on his lips, "I don't know who can subdue you with your temperament."

I paused, smacked my lips at him, and then buried my face back in the woolen cushion.Tao Tao is as uninhibited as Sun Wukong, and he still can't escape the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, let alone me who has a wicked heart but no guts?There is one person in Lhasa who can overwhelm me... That person is as powerful as before, and I can be terrified by moving his eyes.

I don't know how he is doing, is he still "buying drunk every night"?So what will happen if you see me... Suddenly recalling, Gesang must have met Tsangyang Gyatso, why didn't he mention it now?Is it because you don't have a deep impression on him?Although subconsciously I don't want to talk about this topic with Gesang, but I still have some questions in my heart that I can't figure out, and my mind is in a mess for a while... I shook my head in boredom, trying to annihilate those messy thoughts.

Close your eyelids, feel the carriage bouncing under you.The sound of wheels turning could be heard next to my ears, slowly turning into a somewhat vague lullaby...

I don't have a clear idea of ​​how far the distance between Qiongjie and Lhasa is.The speed of ancient horse-drawn carriages is not fast, and in Tibet, where the roads are not perfect, the speed is even slower.Along the way, I went to several villages to buy goods, stopped and stopped, and drove into Lhasa city for nearly two days. When I turned into Barkhor Street, the night was already dark.

Suddenly a big jolt woke me up instantly.Rubbing my eyelids, I subconsciously went to Gesang.He was picking up the curtains and looking out.The lights beside the street were too dim to see clearly.I was about to get closer, but Gesang accidentally lowered the curtain.I was taken aback, and when he turned his head back, I immediately gave him a big blank stare.Gesang laughed, I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and simply opened the curtain on my side.

A scent of turpentine mixed with ghee floated in. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of this unique smell of Lhasa.The scene of leaving that year is vivid in my mind, and now, I finally come back.Although the place of reunion cannot be the Drepung Monastery that gave me too many memories, but the feeling of Lhasa to me remains the same.Two years, maybe it's just a snap of the fingers for others.But for me, it seems like a lifetime has passed.Hundreds of days and nights, the only constant is the obsession in my heart... I walked for him, and I came for him...

I don't know if it's because the wind outside the window is too cold, blowing against my face, my eyes are so sour that I want to cry.Raising my hand to wipe my cool cheeks, I half leaned against the wall of the car wrapped in cotton cloth, slowly looking at the street lined with shops outside the window, the firelight was hazy and in a trance...

The streets of Barkhor Street are paved with hand-polished stones, no longer uneven dirt roads, and the carriage is much more stable when driving.But my heart was shaking even more than before... When I told Gesang that I hoped he could take me to Lhasa, I only said that I wanted to talk to Maggie Ami.Undoubtedly, Gesang would take me to Maji Ami Tavern, which was also his destination.

As for Tsangyang Gyatso... If he was in the Potala Palace, it would be even more difficult to meet him.But if he is still drunk every night, this "Lhasa street" must be the Maggie Ami Tavern.The reason why I am so sure is not only because it is his secret palace according to the rumors, but also because... maybe it is my intuition.I just don't know if I have such good luck tonight...

The wheels under the carriage slowed down rumblingly, and stopped abruptly with a "squeak".I was taken aback, and looked at Gesang suspiciously, "Are you here?" Gesang smiled, "Of course, you're addicted to riding in Bawang cars..."

"Hey..." I pursed my lips and gouged out his eyes, raised my hands, and wrapped my pulu robe tightly.When I raised my eyes again, Gesang had already got out of the carriage, and was lifting the curtain, looking at me sideways.I hooked the corners of my mouth and leaned over to rush out of the carriage, but Gesang stretched out his hand towards me.Looking along his arm, I glanced at him jokingly, "You belong to Maggie Ami, you can't touch it..." After saying that, I jumped out of the carriage.

Gesang stood there in a daze, and it took a while before he burst out laughing.I don't know if it's because of his hesitation that I always feel that his laughter is a bit dull.Just staring blankly, Uncle Qiangba who was unloading the cargo at the back of the car suddenly opened his head, "Don't be in a hurry, Dolma, Uncle will make a good match for you some other day! The number one beauty, you have to be particular about it." ..."

The first half of the words were quite pleasant, but in the second half, I paused and stuck out my tongue at Uncle Qiangba.Gesang was taken aback by me, and then the three of them laughed together again...

"What joke are you talking about again? Before this person entered the room, the laughter came in first..." Suddenly a gentle voice came from the door of the tavern. A pair of beautiful eyes.The flower-blue robe and dark green boots, although she is almost middle-aged, the wind and frost of the years can't seem to hide the beauty in her eyes.The owner of the voice was stunned, and looked at Gesang, "This is..."

Gesang smiled and pulled me to her, "Grandma, this is Maggie Ami's friend, her name is Dawa Dolma."

"Oh..." She paused, as if recalling, "Is it the one I met in the nunnery?"

In fact, I recognized her a long time ago. Although I didn't see her face in the nunnery, Maggie Ami resembled her seven or eight points, and it was difficult not to recognize her.Although I'm not afraid of strangers, when I suddenly saw such a middle-aged version of "Maggie Ami", I couldn't react for a while.There was no khata on hand that I could offer to ease the embarrassment, so I could only say "Tashi Dele" with my hands tied up, thinking of her question just now, and then nodded.

She didn't seem to care about my hesitation, but greeted me kindly, and looked at me carefully, "This child is really juicy..." The warm temperature came from the palm of her hand, and she felt a lot better , I raised my eyes and smiled back at her, "Auntie's daughter is so beautiful."

"Hey...this kid!" She smiled and looked at Gesang and Uncle Jamba, "Now I understand why you guys laughed just now..." After saying a few words of pleasantries, she ignored them, and It was his movements that gently pulled me into the house, "Come on, come in quickly, it's cold outside. Let these men do the rough work!"

By the time I realized it, my legs had already entered the tavern.The warm and hot air came towards me, as if it crashed into my body all at once.Looking around, the Maggie Ami Tavern 300 years ago is very different from the modern one. There is no Nepalese or Indian flavor, only a simple collector's atmosphere.

However, the arrangement of the counter is very similar. There is a Tibetan-style long table with complicated patterns, three brocade lamps hanging low, and three copper incense burners with mulberry smoke curling up in front of the counter.Although there are fewer kitchen utensils for decoration on the wall covered with wood veneer, the whole environment is a little more warm.

At this time, there were not many guests in the tavern, and they were scattered in the fairly spacious hall in twos and threes.The smell of wine in the air is not obvious, but faint, mixed with the aroma of highland barley.I searched around carefully again, and couldn't help feeling a little strange, "Auntie, why isn't Maggie Ami here..."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang" sound behind him.I was stunned for a moment, then turned my head to follow the sound, only to see a wooden bowl with Guizhou black translucent overturned on the stone floor, and the white tea foam in the butter tea yellow splashed all over the floor.I looked at the stiffly standing figure, from the gray-black Chulang Tibetan boots, to the ochre-colored robe, and then up, Danba's trembling face came into view...