I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 43 Ruxing Village

Ruxing Village is a small village with only a few dozen households.

There are few job opportunities here. In order to make money, young people in the village have to choose to go out to work to earn money. Only the elderly and children are left at home, relying on the money sent home by their family members working outside to survive.

So when the villagers saw the four cars coming straight to Awang's house, they thought there was something wrong, and they gathered one by one, looking at them curiously.

I have to say that because the buildings in Ruxing Village are still old-fashioned blockhouses, although the original color of the buildings outside the walls has become much darker due to the passage of time, it also unexpectedly adds some simplicity and a sense of the times.

Coupled with the unique Tibetan dress, several people were feasting their eyes and marveling at it, completely ignoring the curious eyes of the Tibetan people.

"Dawadle, you are welcome to visit us."

Grandpa Dorje looked at the few tourists and expressed his welcome with a smile: "You are our distinguished guests. Please allow me to offer you our respect."

The common greeting for Tibetans is Tashi Dele, but they can also use morning, afternoon and evening greetings.

Good morning is Xiaobo Dili; good afternoon is Ningondel; good evening is Dawadel.

Because Chen Mu said it in advance, they were not surprised, and they also replied Dawadle.

Grandpa Dorje smiled even more happily.

He took the hada and hung it around the necks of several tourists one by one.

"Come in." The Awang family made a welcome gesture sideways.

Several people followed him expectantly.

Chen Mu walked at the end with Awang. He looked at the hada around the tourist's neck, poked Awang and whispered.

"Brother Awang, why did you think of offering hada?"

Nga Wang also lowered his voice and replied: "This is a guest. We always receive guests with the highest courtesy and respect."

Chen Mu thought about it and found that it was indeed the case.

When he was in elementary school, he used to visit his home with his Tibetan classmates, and his classmates' parents also received him very attentively.

After a few tourists entered the yard, they started wandering around, looking here and there, and there was something new everywhere.

Because of poor legs and feet, Grandpa Duoji led the tourists into the yard, then sat on the stool next to the wall to rest, and looked at the tourists with a smile.

Awang looked at the tourists who were looking at them in a novel way, fearing that they wouldn't like them, and asked with some worry: "Xiao Mu, will they be dissatisfied with my home?"

Chen Mu signaled him to rest assured: "It's okay, they like this kind of tune, and they won't be dissatisfied."

"Is that so?" Awang replied worriedly.

He couldn't understand at all what was so good about a dilapidated house and why he would spend money to live in it.

Chen Mu was not worried at all.

Why are the rural farmhouses and homestays so popular these days?It's not because these urbanites just like this kind of tune, and call it the original ecological experience.

Look at the expressions on their faces, how happy they are!

Growing up in Qingzhou, Chen Mu also knew a little about Tibetan customs. He stepped forward and began to introduce them to several people one by one.

"Have you noticed that the houses here are different from those of the Xia people? This is because of the influence of religious culture. Most of the ordinary Tibetan buildings are built after the shape and decoration of temple buildings..."

"Did you see those black borders? This is "Baka", which is similar to the door frame cover in Xia architecture. Baka is related to the ancient Tibetan "yak" totem, which is a kind of "horn" that has been processed with intentionality. Shape, so Baka also means "horns", and black is also a kind of admiration for the underground god-the Black Year God..."

"This kind of fragrant cloth is hung on the upper part of doors and windows. They are usually changed once a year. They are a symbol of a happy life and a beg for good luck..."

"This is a Tibetan drum. There are generally two ways to place it. One is the one in front of your eyes. It is hung and placed in the place where you usually recite scriptures. Here, this thing is used to beat the drum. Beating the drums while reciting scriptures..."

"This sheep head ornament is similar to the couplets posted by the Xia people during the Chinese New Year, which means the livestock industry is prosperous. It means a good harvest... Oh, you said a good harvest..."

Chen Mu pointed to a box made of wood with various Tibetan auspicious patterns painted on the outside.The interior of the wooden box is separated from the middle by a partition. The left side contains fried wheat grains, and the right side contains butter tsampa. The wheat grains and tsampa are piled into a pyramid shape, with highland barley ears and an ornament called "Zi Zhuo" inserted on it. There are homemade butter flowers.

"Well, this is a good harvest. It's called a Cheema box, also known as Bamboo Suo Cherma, which means good luck and good harvests, and symbolizes longevity and longevity..."

Chen Mu devoted himself to his responsibilities and racked his brains to introduce them to these people. Several tourists also listened with gusto and asked some small questions from time to time, forming a very harmonious relationship between the host and the guest.

Of course, Chen Mu also knew that he was done. After introducing the special ones, he dismissed a few people and let them go around on their own.

in the yard.

They could see the prayer flags hanging on the roof, the patterns with various meanings painted with lime on the walls, the "Basu" of Feizi wood on the doors and windows, the black "Baka" borders around the doors and windows, and the "Baka" on the door decorations. Ruyi heads, jiaoyunzi, copper door knockers, fragrant cloth on thresholds and windows...

in the house.

They can see the cabinets specially used to place the scriptures they have invited, look at the butter lamps they have asked for from the temple, and they can beat the Tibetan drum, and experience the experience of chanting with the sound of the drum while beating the drum. with the scriptures...

Fang Changle and the other three liked the unique furniture and accessories very much. They looked around and felt that everything was so interesting.

Pan Yong's two children looked at the patterns painted on the walls and wooden edges and asked them, even asking about the unique Tibetan custom patterns. They asked Su Yun and Pan Yong One head and two big ones.

Adding all these things up, what is revealed is the atmosphere of life unique to the Tibetans. For these tourists who like to play different things and see different scenery, all of these are so novel and beautiful.

Chen Mu just looked at them, and chatted with Grandpa Duoji and Awang from time to time.

Chen Mu couldn't help it until he saw the boy from Pan Yong's family reaching out curiously to take it off when he saw the little hat on sister Duoji's head.

He threatened in a fierce voice: "Hey, boy, do you want to get a wife at such a young age?"

The little boy immediately blushed and squatted shyly behind Su Yun, sticking his head out to look this way.

Fang Changle and others also looked over curiously.
Chen Mu explained with a smile: "There is a custom in the Tibetan area. When a young man likes a girl, he will take away the hat on the girl's head. After a few days, he will give it back to the girl. If the girl agrees, she will give the young man the jewelry she wears, which means she agrees to date."

"So, boy, is it possible that you saw Shangmu (sister) being pretty and wanted to decide on the person in advance?"

Several people couldn't help but laugh when they heard it was interesting.

After a few more jokes, Chen Mu looked at the time and stood up to say hello.

"Dear group members, it's time to enjoy a delicious dinner. Please come with me."

(End of this chapter)