Road idiot tour guide

Chapter 274 The Real Mosuo Family

A little girl ran out and barked in Mosuo, and the big black dog sat obediently on the ground and stuck out its tongue.

At this second thrilling transition, everyone heaved a sigh of relief and laughed. The little girl stroked the dog's head and shouted into the room in Mosuo language.

"what did she say?"

"I don't understand either!" He Huan said, "You guys make a fuss, make a fuss, get him out. Go, go!"

Everyone turned around and followed the guide as they were about to escape when a man with a red face walked out, "Who are you?"

Hearing that he can speak Mandarin, he can basically understand it, which is better than that uncle in the morning. He Huan quickly said: "I'm sorry, I'm a tour guide. I'll show them your house. I'm disturbing you. Let's go now."

"Then come in and have a look!" the man said enthusiastically.

Let's take a look at Xiao Bailong. He Huan thinks about it. Anyway, he wants to see it, and everyone wants to see it. See if he can die?

Take the courage to walk in, the yard is huge, the sun shines on the courtyard dam, and you can see Goddess Mountain when you look up. There are flower pots under the eaves, and the flowers are in full bloom.It is really a flower on the mountain and a flower in the courtyard.

Firewood is still piled up in the thatched building, but the livestock has been replaced with motorcycles and tricycles.

Corn bacon is hung on the second floor, wind chimes and murals are hung on the flower building, and prayer flags are held in the grandmother's house.

It's clear at a glance!This primitive breath!This breath of life!He Huan hurriedly said respectfully: "Uncle, please introduce to us."

Hearing that he called Uncle, the man smiled and said, "Wait." He hurried in.

"What's your name Uncle?" The tourists asked curiously, "Do you know him?"

"You arranged it?"

"Little Bailong! You still have Uncle Mosuo?"

He Huan was speechless, "My uncle is in charge of etiquette and my mother is in charge of wealth. He came out to receive us, obviously he is the uncle of this family."

"Oh!" Everyone nodded, very novel.Appreciating the yard again, "It's so beautiful!"

After a while, several Mosuo women of different ages came out, looked at He Huan with brilliance in their eyes, and chatted for a while.

The man said a few words to them, and then came over, "Are you the little white dragon on TV? Are you good at singing?"

"Ah!" It turns out that some of them know themselves, that's right, CCTV, if you don't go online, you always watch TV, and there is always an audience.

He Huan nodded.

Several women happily ran down the steps, surrounded him, pulled him, looked at him, and talked to him.

He Huan also couldn't understand, look at Long Teng, this is not his voluntary ah!
Long Teng turned his head away.

But they are all aunts, and the young ones can basically speak Mandarin.

The man introduced him. He is the oldest uncle in the family, and his status is very respected.These are his sisters.

The women looked at He Huan with smiles and invited him into the grandmother's room.

Seeing the old grandmother sitting above the firepit with as many creases in her skirt as her face, He Huan hurriedly bowed down to pay her respects.

The orange cat next to the old grandmother looked up at him, as if deciding that the person who came was not worth getting up, and limp into a ball lazily.

The old grandmother smiled and pulled him to sit next to him. She couldn't understand what she said.

A whole feeling of coming to a foreign country.

A group of silly tourists are still looking around in the yard, and the tour guide doesn't care.

Uncle went out again to invite them in.He Huan quickly told them some etiquette of Mosuo, especially the grandmother's house.

The business of home visits is done by outsiders, and talking about those rules is to bluff people to show authenticity.In fact, you will make them more angry if you don't buy their silver jewelry than breaking their taboo.

But the real Mosuo family, He Huan still hopes that tourists will respect it, which is also one aspect of understanding Mosuo culture.

The tourists listened obediently to what the tour guide said, like babies, and uncle arranged for them to sit wherever they sat.

He Huan looked at them and couldn't help laughing. It would be a pity if he didn't sell their things.

Grandmother was talking to He Huan, while Uncle was translating.Uncle is the son of an 80-year-old grandmother. He is in his 50s and has traveled outside before, so he can speak Mandarin.

Because the grandmother was getting old and the other brothers were working outside to earn money, he came back to take care of the family.He is the only man in the family now.

The tourists listened carefully.

As for the children who have gone to earn money and go to school, only the girl is still at home.At this moment, he was also sitting next to Long Teng, looking at them curiously. Of course, most of the time he looked at Long Teng with his head up and his face sideways.

After chatting for a while, the old grandmother's butter tea was ready, and my uncle poured it for everyone.

He Huan looked at Long Teng who was drinking butter tea and licked his lips lightly, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast this morning.

I originally planned to come back to have breakfast after watching the sunrise.

As a result, they rowed too far, and it was very late when they came back after watching the sunrise, and they were busy for a while, so they didn't eat anything at all.

He Huan is also a little hungry. It is already noon now. Although I want to chat for a while, I can't let everyone be hungry!Many tourists may not have breakfast when they get up late.

"Grandmother, Uncle, it's time for me to leave, I'm going to take them to lunch."

Long Teng looked at him, raised his head, his eyes lit up.

"You've come to our house. It's already noon. How can we let you go? My sisters are cooking!" Uncle said.

"Huh?" Everyone was surprised, but also very happy.

After a while, a sister brought out a plate of apples, melon seeds, peanuts and other snacks on the table with a smile.

Long Teng looked at the red apple and didn't dare to take it.The little girl who had been watching her grabbed an apple and handed it to her.

He Huan couldn't help smiling, Long Teng glanced at him, blushed slightly, and handed it to him.

He Huan peeled the skin for her and handed it back to her.Long Teng was really hungry, so he took it and started to bite lightly.

The little girl looked at her with a bright smile, as if she was happier than eating by herself.

He Huan was also very happy, how natural it was for her to hand over the apple just now!

Not long after, I heard the rattle of the kitchen and smelled the smell of food.

The uncle went to move the tables and benches, and the sisters brought the meals.

He Huan was placed next to his grandmother.This is the treatment of distinguished guests.The little girl pulled Long Teng and sat on the other side.

Several Mosuo women watched them talking and laughing.

Seeing everyone's confusion, the uncle smiled and translated: "They say children can't lie, they know who is the most beautiful, and they say this girl is so beautiful!"

Everyone smiled and looked at Long Teng, who blushed.

Most Mosuo banquets are not made by Mosuo people, and the dishes of home visits are also specially for tourists.

But this is the dish made by real Mosuo grandma.It's a dish that their family eats with them, it's really very emotional.

Except Master Feng and the little girl drinking tea, everyone drank.

The host toasted enthusiastically, and the tourists were also in high spirits.

After a while, He Huan looked at everyone, "Okay, now there are plateau reds!"

The tourists laughed.

After the meal, my uncle showed them around the house, "This house is 70 years old, and it was built by my grandma's uncles when she was a child."

The tourists were amazed, and the old grandmother still had a kind smile on her face when she couldn't understand.

"The two pillars in this house come from the same tree. The thick one is the female pillar, which comes from the lower part of the trunk. The thinner one is the upper part of the trunk, which is the male pillar.

It means that our brothers and sisters were born of the same root, and we are a big family bred by one mother to support this family together.My brother and I have refurbished it several times, and we did the mural carvings ourselves. "

Everyone admires it very much!

This is the home they built themselves, so He Huan just kept his mouth shut and listened, occasionally asking a few questions.

After the visit, He Huan went back to his grandmother's house to say goodbye to his grandmother, and the sisters and uncle sent them out together.The little girl held Long Teng's hand, and the big black dog followed her.

After sending them out of the village, the little girl let go of Long Teng's hand, stuffed the apples she had carried all the way into her hand, and stood with the dog on the side of the road to watch her get into the car.

The Mosuo sisters and Uncle also waved.

Watched by the family, the tour bus returned to the road around the lake, passing between the vehicle and the tourists on the bike, feeling like traveling through time and space.

"That little Mosuo girl is so cute!"

"It's a pity that she will definitely go out in the future. Look at the way she looks at Miss Long, she will definitely go out and go to the big city!"

He Huan said: "We can't stop her from going out to pursue her own life. They can't keep it just because we think this kind of matrilineal family is good.

That's nothing to bemoan.Society is developing, and some things will disappear. "

Everyone agrees.

But today I accidentally walked into a real Mosuo family, and everyone was very happy and moved.

"Ah! Didn't we give you any money?" A tourist said suddenly.

He Huan said: "Giving money is insulting them. They took out the best things at home and treated them as guests."

"Then you should sing to them! Sing and thank you!"

He Huan glanced back at them, "You guys are really good! Eat and drink with the tour guide, and let the tour guide sing! Why don't you sell me?"

The tourists laughed.

"If we sell the little white dragon, we should be able to eat it all over Yunzhou!"

He Huan was also very happy, looking at Long Teng, "Are you happy?"

"Ah."

"That little girl held your hand and stared at you, I wasn't angry at all."

Long Teng rolled his eyes at him, "Did you drink too much?"

He laughed.

"Is it impossible to visit the second floor? He didn't take us there just now." A tourist asked.

"He can't even go to the second floor, so he took us to the second floor!" He Huan said, "The second floor is the boudoir and scripture hall, which are not places for outsiders to go. The ones you can go up to are rented out or museums. But we come out of the real Mosuo people's house, so we don't have to go to the museum anymore."

"Yes! I really feel it!"

"Shall we go to Goddess Mountain?"

He Huan said: "I won't go to Goddess Mountain, mainly to see the panoramic view of Lugu Lake. Let's go to Luyuan Cliff to see. As the name suggests, Luyuan Cliff is the outlet and source of Lugu Lake."

After speaking, He Huan led everyone to climb up the cliff, overlooking Lugu Lake, where the water and the sky are the same color.

"It's so beautiful!" Everyone couldn't help but open their arms to welcome the mountain breeze.

"A lot of the scenery in Yunzhou is related to the weather."

"We're lucky this time!"

Under the clear blue sky and white clouds, the mountains and waters are blue and bright.Mani piles stand one after another, and the prayer flags fluttering in the wind are more colorful and mysterious.

He Huan said: "Be careful not to touch the mani pile, not to pick up stones, and not to turn counterclockwise."

"Hmm." The tourists stood obediently on the side, not daring to approach the mysterious mani pile.

"Did you see many graves in Cangshan?"

"Yes yes yes!"

"Didn't you see it here?"

"Yes yes yes!"

He Huan looked at this group of silly tourists who only nodded, "Ask me why!"

The tourists leaned forward and back together, and the wind was messy.

Blinking his eyes like a primary school student, he asked neatly, "Why?"

He Huan answered solemnly: "At their house just now, did you notice that there is a long painting opposite the grandmother's bed in the grandmother's room?"

Several tourists nodded, "There is a long painting. But there are too many paintings in it. Is there anything special about it?"

"It's a thangka, and there's a door inside. Mosuo people can't just enter this room except for the flower building."

"what is that?"

"The gate of life and death."

"Huh?" Everyone instantly entered the horror story state.

(End of this chapter)