Tibetan Mastiff Notes

Chapter 6 This is the real mastiff (6)
Maybe it was Dahei's heroic behavior that won Mao Mao's favor, or maybe it was the hero who cherished the hero, Dahei stopped yelling, and Mao Mao immediately stopped talking.Uncle Duoji walked over with a smile, and said with a happy smile: "Oh, our Yang Jinmei Duo is back! He also brought back his precious Nima!" Hearing the sound, Gesang also jumped out of the tent came out, took Yang Jinmeiduo's hand, and shouted happily: "Sister Yang Jin, sister Yang Jin!"

Only then did I know that Yang Jinmeiduo was the daughter that my uncle had just married off. Her husband had been doing business in the Mainland all year round, and there was no one else in the family, so Yang Jinmeiduo often went back to her natal home to live for a while.Because once her husband left, there was no one else in the family, so Yang Jin had to bring his own mastiff with him when he came.Maomao is the name her husband gave to the mastiff, which is the name that Han people often give to dogs, because her husband stays in the Mainland all year round and knows Chinese.

On the grasslands, it is a joyful thing for a married daughter to return to her natal home.The whole day, the lonely prairie was very lively, like a festival.Yang Jin took Nima to visit the tents of various families, and Maomao was tied to the sheep fence of Uncle Cairang's house.Mastiffs are also bullying like dogs, and they are extremely territorial and possessive.At this time, Maomao seemed a little lonely, but he was indeed a brave male mastiff, sitting majesticly in front of the sheepfold, and his domineering spirit overwhelmed the other mastiffs.It may be that Mao Mao is too heroic, Dahei seems to have a little affection for it, she took two steps forward, and sat face to face with Mao Mao.The two mastiffs looked at each other, but each had some vigilance.

When Yang Jin and Nima came to the tent of Duoji's house, Nima suddenly exclaimed: "Grandma, look, there is a little wolf!" A wolf cub?" Uncle Duoji said, "I picked it up, but the she-wolf is dead. You can't be unfeeling!"

In the world of mastiffs, there are also definitions of heroes and cowards. Maybe Mao Mao and Da Hei are the so-called heroes and heroes.At the end of the day, and at night when everyone was having a lively gathering on the grassland, Maomao's chain was untied. Dahei wanted to go over to show his friendship, but he didn't want to let go of his airs.Mao Mao took the initiative to approach Da Hei and sniffed her body.Seeing Dahei interacting with an outsider, the other mastiffs seemed to have some objections, but they didn't dare to raise objections to Dahei, and scattered around Maomao and Dahei boringly, observing the movement at any time.

Yangjin means "Goddess of Miaoyin" in Tibetan, and Mei Duo means "flowers".Yang Jinmeiduo's voice is really as beautiful as a goddess in the sky, and Nima, like her mother, is also good at singing and dancing, and the grassland immediately became lively.

I spent a few days of happy tent life in such a happy atmosphere. Suddenly one morning, I found Ning Li and Zong Zhe standing in front of the tent early in the morning and looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.I was too lazy to talk to them, so I ran to lie down next to Dahei.Dahei was taking care of the flock of sheep grazing, and I was lying beside her, looking up at the sky, talking to myself and telling Dahei my story.

In the afternoon, what I suspected was confirmed.A group of blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners approached from the horizon of the prairie, they came to see the mastiff.I don't know whether the climate where they live can really give mastiffs a comfortable home, or are they just second-hand traders who trade Tibetan mastiffs?

Uncle Zhaximu received the foreigners who came to see the mastiff with the etiquette of receiving distinguished guests on the grassland. Ning Li and Zong Zhe could speak English and volunteered to act as translators.As soon as those foreigners saw the mastiffs of each family, they discussed excitedly, with joyful expressions on their faces.Those people fell in love with Mao Mao as soon as they came, because the red wreath around Mao Mao's neck made it look more powerful than Dahei.Dahei was also selected, because she is an absolutely purebred mastiff, and she is so black that there is no trace of variegation.

Those people opened their mouths and offered 30 US dollars to buy Dahei, and Maomao's price was about the same as Dahei's.What I know is that the export of mastiffs is strictly protected and controlled by the state. I don't know how these foreign friends come here to buy mastiffs, and where they want to sell the mastiffs in the end.

In front of piles of banknotes, Uncle Duoji only firmly said two words: "Not for sale!" Then he led Dahei back to the tent.Yang Jin also seemed a little at a loss, she said: "Maomao is my husband's lifeblood, and I won't sell it for any money!"

Although those banknotes are really tempting, but in order to protect his daughter, the uncle also said: "Not for sale. Our herdsmen depend on the sky for food. Why do we need so much money?"

Those foreigners still insisted on buying Dahei and Maomao, and even said that if they couldn't buy Dahei and Maomao, they would not leave.

[-]. Dahei is not in a good mood today
In order to sell his own mastiff at a good price, Uncle Tashimu cruelly built a big tent for foreigners to live in, and also provided three meals a day for those people.

I don’t know why, the wolves outside the tent have been howling from time to time in the past few nights. Sometimes at night, I wonder if the group of wolves that harassed the village still howl outside the village every night?Or followed the scent of the little wolf cub all the way here?
For fear of losing the mastiffs and wanting to sell them at a good price, many people comb and groom their mastiffs every day, and they are reluctant to throw them outside at night, so they take them back to the tent and tie them up.Only Dahei and Mao Mao still guarded outside their own sheep pen, the two mastiffs looked at each other, sticking to their duties.

One night, wolves attacked the sheep secretly. They jumped over the fence and jumped into the sheepfold quietly.The sheep were frightened, barking and jumping wildly, and some were unable to dodge in time, and were bitten by the throat by the wolf, and died after another bite.Dahei and Maomao rushed into their own sheepfold, chasing and biting wolves all over the place. The wolves didn't dare to stay in the sheepfold of Uncle Cairang and Uncle Duoji's, so they jumped into other sheepfolds.Dahei and Mao Mao then jumped into another sheepfold, chasing the wolf to bite, growling while biting.Half of the sheep in the sheepfold were bitten to death, and even more were bitten. The sheep that survived were frightened and shivered in the corner of the pen.

Everyone wept, except the astonished foreign visitors.They discussed it again, and felt that the prairie was really not a place for them to stay, so they made a concession, no longer sticking to Dahei and Mao Mao, and decided to look at other mastiffs.Uncle Zhaximu laughed and said, "That's right! Our mastiff is not bad, it's a purebred anyway!"

Because the wolves attacked their own flock of sheep, and seeing that most of their property was lost, some people became less interested in selling mastiffs, but they were encouraged by Uncle Tashimu: "Sell it, it's a lot of money! Sheep can only sell mastiffs." What is the price? You can’t make so much money selling sheep for a lifetime! We sold the mastiff and moved to Shigatse to buy a new house and a car..."

Seeing those foreigners negotiating prices for each family of mastiffs, Uncle Duoji cursed distressedly and angrily: "People without conscience! You are immoral! Sigh..."

The mastiff of Uncle Zhaximu’s family was finally sold. Those foreigners are no worse than the Chinese in bargaining. Originally, it was said to be worth 50 US dollars. In the end, the mastiff of Uncle Zhaximu’s family sold for [-] US dollars. It was sold at the price in U.S. dollars, and it would be [-] million yuan when converted into RMB.Uncle Zaximu obviously felt that the money was not enough, so he was a little dissatisfied, and cursed something in his mouth, anyway, those foreigners couldn't understand what he was cursing.

Another four mastiffs were also sold.The laptop that Ning Li brought came in handy. The money was immediately transferred from the online bank to Zong Zhe's account. After going to the big city, it was converted into cash and distributed to several herdsmen who sold mastiffs.I guess, in the process of dollar conversion, Ning Li is estimated to make a small profit, but because the Zhaximu family is the main planner of selling mastiffs, and the other few have no bank accounts, the herdsmen who have always been poor suddenly have After spending so much money, I don't care about so much.

Those foreigners walked away happily leading the mastiff. When they left, they did not forget to tell Uncle Duoji, saying:
"Brother, think about it carefully. When you want to sell, just give us a call. We have time to come over anytime..."

Those mastiffs that were abandoned by their owners were downcast one by one, like a dog that was about to be led to the slaughter rack. They really looked a little sullen and lost their former prestige.I feel that these mastiffs are really pitiful when I look at them.

Dahei sat in front of her tent indifferently, watching those people sell mastiffs to buy mastiffs indifferently, and the mastiffs became a commodity for exchange of benefits. She had a sad look, mourning for those mastiffs that were sold.Seeing her companion being led away by a group of blond-haired and blue-eyed people and gradually disappearing on the prairie, Dahei's expression suddenly became infinitely sad. She raised her head, opened her formidable mouth, and roared angrily He said: "Oh——" Maomao walked over and stood beside Dahei, immersed in grief with her.Uncle Zhaximu and four other herdsmen who sold their mastiffs happily discussed how to go to Shigatse. Some people had already started tearing down their tents, and household items were scattered everywhere.

Originally there were only ten families, but now five have gone away, and there are five remaining. Except for Mao Mao and Da Hei, there is only one mastiff.The grassland immediately became quiet.Uncle Duoji looked at the departing convoy in disappointment, muttering something.I couldn't hear it clearly, I could only hear it was sadness.

Because of the presence of Dahei and Mao Mao, Uncle Duoji and Uncle Cairang's sheep did not lose much, but they were greatly frightened, but both families got a lot of sheep that were killed.All the families are busy digging storage cellars, cutting up the sheep that have just died, and storing them in the cellar piece by piece.These meats can be stored almost until the beginning of spring, because the storage cellars are dug deep and the underground temperature is extremely low, which can completely guarantee the deliciousness of the meat.The hand-caught mutton I eat is made of this kind of meat. If it is a freshly slaughtered mutton, the taste will be many times more delicious.

After helping Uncle Duoji dig the storage cellar, and finishing storing my own mountain of mutton, I ran over to help other families before I wiped the sweat off my brow.Summer is not over yet, the grassland is like a steamer during the day, and like a freezer at night.I was sweating profusely, so I took off my shirt and was shirtless.

After finishing all the work, I suddenly remembered the little wolf cub, the little guy might be starving to death!When Gesang and I hurried in to have a look, Dahei was already lying beside the little wolf cub and was licking its fur, but the little wolf cub didn't appreciate it at all, scratching and crawling around.The little guy seemed to be dying of hunger, with his mouth open, screaming silently.Gesang ran over to look at its mouth, and suddenly exclaimed: "My God, it has teeth! So fast!"

At dinner in the evening, Yang Jin brought Nima to see us, brought some Tibetan-style blood sausage, thanked me for helping their family during the day, and brought a leg of lamb to Dahei.We invited their mother and daughter to eat together. Yang Jin said that he had eaten, so he watched us eat and chatted.

Dahei lay on her carpet and gnawed that leg of lamb. She was not in a good mood today, and she ate the leg of lamb very slowly, eating for a while and stopping for a while, as if the sadness of the day still occupied her heart.Nima ran over to touch Dahei's head. Dahei always had a good impression of small things. When Nima touched her head, Dahei stopped eating and rubbed the top of his head against Nima's hand.Suddenly, I found that the little wolf cub was trying to crawl towards the leg of lamb, and then hugged the leg of lamb with its two little paws, biting desperately.

Big Hei tapped the little wolf cub's butt with his paw as if warning, the little wolf cub bared his teeth suddenly and howled, desperately trying to protect the leg of lamb in his arms, but Da Hei's paw gave him It swept out and rolled a few times on the ground.

Yang Jin said: "Uncle, wolves are not big enough to be raised, especially if they are kept on a tether. It's time to release them."

Uncle Duoji understood what Yang Jin meant. Now there were five families living there, but only three mastiffs.The pack of wolves might attack again, keeping this little wolf cub would only be a disaster.

"In two days, I'll send it out when it's older." Uncle Duoji smoked a bag of cigarettes and looked at the little wolf cub silently.

The little wolf cub didn't know how to curry favor with Yang Jin and the people present. It still wanted to snatch the leg of lamb, but it was afraid of Dahei's force, so it squatted down and looked at the leg of lamb resentfully. Howl.

It has almost learned how to raise its head to the sky. Although it is not howling like a wolf now, I believe that this sound is enough to attract its family.

Sleeping in the tent at night, Uncle Dorji and Gesang were very tired. They slept soundly, but I couldn't sleep.I found the shotgun, grabbed a handful of bullets, pocketed them, and walked out of the tent.

Hearing the movement, the three mastiffs stood up from the sheepfolds of each family at the same time. After realizing that it was me, the other two mastiffs lay down straight again.Dahei was still standing, looking at me, she seemed to know that I would walk towards her, and stood there waiting for me.I walked up to Dahei and lay down, the long grass immediately hid me, Dahei then lay down and lay beside me.She was so close to me, I could hear her breathing, it felt so intimate.

At night, Dahei was always lonely, especially tonight, Dahei looked particularly sad, lying alone outside the sheepfold.Now my presence gives her a company, especially when the mastiffs are sold, and maybe I can give her some peace of mind by doing so.

I am most proud of having super sharp eyes.In the grass, the wind is blowing and the grass is moving. I can see a furry ear slowly turning to the left in the depths of the dense grass.In order not to startle the enemy, I didn't pull the trigger for the time being. Dahei seemed to understand what I meant, and unexpectedly didn't roar, but just stared ahead vigilantly.Judging from Dahei's expression and the direction she was staring at relying on her sense of smell, there were not many wolves in this group, and it was very likely that they were the group of wolves looking for the little wolf, and the group of wolves last night might be them.

They're not really looking for food, they're just out for revenge.Tonight, they're at it again.

I decided to "strike the grass to scare the wolf".I aimed at the slow-moving ear and fired. I had every reason to move the muzzle down another half inch, but I didn't do that. I don't know why. At the moment of shooting, there was a sudden change. idea.Thinking back afterwards, maybe it was influenced by Uncle Dorji, and I don't know when I became kind.

At the same time as the gunshot, I saw half of the bloody ear flying up into the air, followed by a scream of a wolf, and then suddenly a few wolves jumped out of the grass, raised their heads and howled, while Dahei and Mao Mao howled wildly , quickly fled from the grassland without a trace.

In the past two days, the wolves did not come again, or they may have never left at all, but just hid somewhere nearby.They are waiting, looking for another chance to strike.

Uncle Dorji is about to release the little wolf, and I plan to go with him.Dahei was left behind to look after the sheep.I carried the shotgun with enough bullets on my back, and Uncle Dorji put a cloth bag on the little wolf's head.

Dahei looked at the cub with the quilt in his pocket with some disappointment. She also understood that now that the little wolf had grown up, he was getting farther and farther away from what she imagined her child would look like, but Dahei was still somewhat reluctant, so he walked over , licked his pocket, and said goodbye to the little wolf.

The walk on the prairie was very long, and the little wolf didn't want to suffer this kind of grievance. He struggled frantically in the bag, rested for a while when he was tired, and then started to hop around in the bag after he had enough energy, with four paws like Installed the spring.I couldn't stand it anymore, the strong sunlight made people's head and eyes dizzy, and while Uncle Duoji wasn't paying attention, I used all my strength to goug a popcorn on the little wolf's head.The little wolf got angry, howled and howled in dissatisfaction, kicked his four claws, and protested to me.

We crossed a small river, and in front of us appeared a hillside covered with thick forest.We walked into the woods, and after walking for a long distance, Uncle Dorji reminded me that there was a sound, and I heard it too. It was the sound of slight footsteps, very neat and very frequent.After we stopped, the sound of footsteps not far away also stopped.Uncle Dorji told me: "There are wolves, don't look back!"

I clenched the gun in my hand, listening to the sound, I knew there were more than one wolf, but that earthen gun could only fire one bullet at a time.The sweat in my palm drenched the barrel of the gun, but Uncle Dorji calmly took the pocket on my back, opened it, and released the little wolf.

I heard a few wolves panting from behind, probably because I saw the little wolf, and the wolf became a little nervous.Uncle Dorji untied the noose around the little wolf's neck, took out a piece of mutton and threw it to the little wolf, then took out a few more pieces, threw them around the little wolf, and told me: "Don't look back, go forward."

We had gone a long way, and only hissed when we heard that the wolf had not followed.I climbed up a big tree at a very fast speed, and looking back, I saw the little wolf greedily nibbling the piece of mutton. The other six wolves were very suspicious, and instead of eating the meat on the ground, they gathered around Sniffing around the little wolves and calling in a low voice, one of the wolves broke half of its ear.

After finishing this matter, we felt much more relaxed. Uncle Duoji reminded me that those wolves might still follow, and we had to leave this place quickly.When I jumped off the tree and was about to leave, an accident happened.

Uncle Duoji suddenly shouted loudly: "Be careful, don't jump yet!"

But I have already jumped from a tree branch three or four meters high.When I used to do field training in the army, I jumped over places that were six or seven meters high. This time, Uncle Duoji yelled, I don’t know what happened below, my feet tilted, my head hit the tree trunk, and my head was scratched. A little bit of skin, blood flowed out.

(End of this chapter)