Chapter 1175: Local folk custom

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When I arrived at the home of Datun, Dagu was busy making fresh milk and brick tea. I pressed a bucket of water from the well in the yard and gave it to Linmumu.
I can talk to Mandarin and I am very happy to chat with Lin Mumu.
It’s no wonder that Yunxiao is running here. Their village, located in the southeastern part of Xijiang Province, is a hot place. It is far from the provincial capital of Urumu City, and it is far away from the emperor.
Originally, the Kazakhs were also one of the ethnic minorities in Xijiang, and the number was slightly less than that of the East Turks. However, they also lived in this place for generations and depended on nomadism for a living.
In recent years, the state has policies to help the development of agriculture in Xijiang Province. There are technicians who specialize in guiding and planting a piece of cultivated land on the periphery of their villages, mainly to grow wheat and melons.
For example, in the big family, they have a group of cattle and sheep in their own homes. Her husband and eldest son are in the house, and she is in charge of the orchard on weekdays.
This orchard is not the same as the cattle and sheep. The orchard is a contracting nature. The fruit trees are not her own. How much money can be paid in a year can be planted for one year. If the village is redistributed.
The kind of wheat and fruit is also there, the land is there, there are fat and thin, the management fee is almost the same, everyone wants better, so they often send things to the village chief.
"Is there no Han in your village? Your Chinese is very good." Lin Mumu also praised the big sister.
"No, there are Han technicians coming every year. The school is always Han. My little son is studying and learning Chinese. I followed him."
Have you learned Chinese, you can communicate with technicians, and you can grow seeds better. Does the technician come to teach us every year? I don’t understand Chinese.

Sure enough, it is advancing with the times.
Even in a small mountain village, an ordinary farmer woman wants to make progress.
At this time, the Kazakh big sister had already brought the milk tea over, and used a porcelain bowl to pour a bowl of milk tea to Lin Mumu and Yunxiao, and gave them a small piece of ghee in the bowl.
"Ghee milk tea, we have only the guests of the Kazak to drink, you try."
"Really, I didn't put butter on the milk tea I ate in Urum City." Lin Mumu was curious to come over and drink.
Unfortunately, it is too hot, and you have to let it cool before you can drink it.
At noon, the Kazakh big sister was busy cooking, saying that her younger son came back to school after dinner, waiting for the little guy to eat, but also to give the father and the big brother to the sheep.
Lin Mumu has nothing to do. When he drinks milk tea, he simply sits in the courtyard of the big sister to eat jellyfish. The one kilogram she bought is enough for a while.
Dadiao loves to chat with people, and when he cooks, he still talks with the woods:
"I heard that people in Urum City have discovered that people are burying explosives. I can’t figure it out. Those who are rich in the official are so fond of making trouble.
I think that the Han people are very good, there is culture and knowledge. If it is not for the Han people, our village is still very poor. If we live in a tent, we will live by the cattle and sheep.
When you look at the Han technicians, they give us fruit trees, teach us pest control, chemical fertilizers, and give classes to children.
It’s said that the home’s killings are also taught by the Han people. We used to drink water and it was troublesome. We had to raise a bucket and go down the water from the foot of the distant mountains.
The water is still not clean, and if it is stepped on by cattle and sheep, there is no way.
You see how good this well is, and when it is pressed, it will be out of the water, clear and bright.