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Zhu Qingqing and the other two walked on the grassland.

For some reason, she always had to compare what she saw now with what she saw before.

But this place is different from what I remember, only the Lama temple is still there.

She said to Wang Xiangdong, "Lao Geng, the morning before yesterday, my family and I went to this temple to pray and make a wish, but now everything has changed... I still think it was a dream."

Wang Xiangdong sighed and said, "Sister Zhu, we have to face reality."

Zhu Qingqing held Wu Di's hand tightly and took a breath, "Okay, let's face reality."

Maybe they can never go back, so let's say goodbye to the past world, face reality, protect their daughter, and live a good life. This is what they have to face now.

She straightened her chest, took her daughter in her arms, and strode into the unknown world.

Not long after, the shepherd came riding up to them again, waving his whip and whistling, but this time he was followed by an empty horse.

The shepherd said to Wang Xiangdong, "Master, please come over."

Hearing his respectful and kind tone, Wang Xiangdong also bowed and said, "Okay, thank you."

The shepherd looked at him and asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

Wang Xiangdong asked Zhu Qingqing: "Sister Zhu, can you ride a horse?"

Zhu Qingqing: "A little bit."

During her field trips, she not only rode horses and camels, but even elephants.

Wang Xiangdong turned around and muttered a few words to the shepherd, then led the empty horse over and asked Zhu Qingqing to get on. Then he carried Didi onto the horse's back and asked her to hold Zhu Qingqing's waist. The mother and daughter rode together.

The shepherd lifted him up and threw him onto the horse's back. The shepherd shouted and the horse galloped towards the village.

Zhu Qingqing also squeezed the horse's belly, and the horse started running after her.

It was Wu Di's first time riding a horse, and she was so excited as she hugged Zhu Qingqing.

The two horses, one in front and one behind, passed the herds of sheep and cattle and quickly ran to the edge of the village, where they dismounted.

The villages are built on the hillside, mostly of stone or mud, and are scattered neatly on the hillside. Prayer flags flutter from the roofs, and doors and windows are decorated with bright Tibetan patterns, showing a unique ethnic style.

The afterglow of the setting sun casts a golden veil over the village. Smoke from cooking fires rises, blending with the mountain mist to create a tranquil and beautiful scene.

Walking into the village, I saw that most of the villagers were wearing gray clothes.

The old man sat at the door turning his prayer wheel and muttering to himself, while children played in the alleys and women were busy taking care of the housework.

When they saw strangers coming, they would stop and look at them curiously until their figures disappeared from their sight before they would go back to their own things.

Only the children playing in the alley couldn't hide their curiosity. They followed them from a distance and pointed at Wu Di. Wu Di turned around and made a face at them, then was pulled forward by Zhu Qingqing.

They went to the Lama Temple.

The solemn and majestic Lama Temple is located in the center of the village. It is the place where villagers hold religious ceremonies and gatherings.

Lama temples are not only religious places, but also places where people can find spiritual comfort.

You can feel the strong religious atmosphere and the Tibetan people's devotion to their faith.

The temple has a unique architectural style and is magnificent. Its red walls and golden roof complement the surrounding natural environment.

The shepherd took them to the gate of the temple, bowed and said something inside.

Zhu Qingqing guessed that he was reporting to someone inside.

Inside, Buddha statues and scriptures are enshrined. Inside the temple, the air is filled with incense, candlelight flickers, and the Buddha statues are solemn and kind.

After a while, a lama in a red robe came out and waved to the shepherd, who bowed and retreated.

The lama looked them up and down and asked, "Where are you from?"

Wang Xiangdong: "Master, you can speak Chinese."

This is just great.

There is no problem communicating.

The most important thing is that when he spoke Tibetan to the master, he had to translate it for Zhu Qingqing and her daughter. Now it seems that it is completely unnecessary and everyone can communicate directly.