After sleeping soundly for a night and getting up the next day, the altitude reaction seems to be less serious, but the hangover is still very frustrating. This state must not go to the Grand Canyon or Pudacuo as originally planned.

When we were looking for a place to go, the owner of the restaurant came with several hikers. As soon as we entered the door, we gave a warm hug to Yang Zhao, Zhao Yinfeng, he Li and Meng Su (the four fought the best with him), and then said, "walk, follow me, this is the weekend, there is a meeting in Napa sea, and go to play with us!"

"But..." Yang Zhao looked at the pale Tao Zhuo with a smile.

"Altitude sickness? It\'s all right! Take medicine and oxygen bottles and look around. There is grassland. Let\'s race horses. Let them eat, drink and have fun nearby. They won\'t be tired!" The boss shouted bluntly.

There are horse races, barbecues, Tibetans\' own parties

What are you waiting for!

Ling Qingyu jumped up first and shouted, "go! We must go!"

The party drove along with the tavern owner and the inn owner, and with the horse farm owner, they rushed to the Napa sea grassland with the hikers who heard the wind.

Napa sea is actually a seasonal lake. At this time, the rainy season is not coming, and the water surface is not high, but the vast Yila grassland next to it is the most beautiful time.

There are all kinds of flowers in full bloom on the grassland, surrounded by snow mountains in the distance, dotted with village houses on the blue hillside, curling smoke floating with the wind, leisurely traces, cattle and horses scattered on the grassland, leisurely, a school of primitive scenery.

As the motorcade passed through the grassland, the restaurant owner shouted loudly, driving the yaks and directly inserting them through the herd. After walking for more than ten minutes, the leisurely grassland was replaced by noise.

It was a sea of joy, with colorful tents competing for beauty, which was more eye-catching than those flowers. The early crowd had taken out their belongings, barbecues, bonfires, and horses. The dark faces of Tibetans in gorgeous national costumes were with a simple and cheerful smile, laughing and shouting loudly.

Although the weather is still a little cold, those tall and handsome Kangba men are many naked, only with their Tibetan robes tied around their waists. Their strong figure, healthy skin color, and their bold and unrestrained enthusiasm make several women unable to see it.

Until Tao Zhuo whispered, "I heard that the strongest and most capable people in the world are Kangba men. I heard that they can work all night..."

Then the women were dragged back by their men, turned their faces around, eyes on themselves, and tried to make me look more handsome than them.

The owner of the restaurant and the owner of the inn also brought tents. The horse team of the owner of the horse farm had come long ago. They found an open space, set up their tents, and set up barbecues outside. As soon as they were ready, they heard a cheer, the sound of strings, and a dance had begun by the bonfire in the middle.

The Kangba man holding the string sang an exciting song, and the Tibetan girls in gorgeous clothes waved their colored sleeves and danced a colorful, warm and unrestrained dance.

As the crowd gathered, more Kangba men joined the ranks of stringers, and the thick and high voices formed a stirring harmony. As more and more people joined the dance ranks, the whole grassland became noisy.

All the people here danced, and the horse teams that came to the race there each produced top riders, rode their horses and began to perform various stunts.

Handstand, pick up things, reverse ride, change horses, riders don\'t show signs of each other, and the movements are more difficult than one. With the accompaniment of the fast-paced string song on one side, people can see their blood boiling and shriek.

The owner of the horse farm found Meng Su and asked him if he wanted to play too. Meng Su was itchy and wanted to agree. Instead, he remembered the trouble caused by the war drum and prepared to decline with regret.

"Meng Su! You go!" Lingqingyu said with bright eyes, "it\'s all right, there are no tourists here!"

Meng Su\'s equestrian skills are really not generally good. Moreover, he also likes horses. I remember that in the dust storm, after the accident of his big black horse, he specially built a tomb for the horse.

"Go!" Yang Zhao nodded.

"Brother, come on! Let them see our skills!" Fang Fang and Dong Ting shouted, pulling their necks.

"Then I\'ll play?" Meng Su smiled and looked at Ling Qingyu. Seeing her fierce nod, she took off her coat and flew on the horse brought by the owner of the horse farm.

The horse was the one he rode in front of him. Although it was only two hours, he had developed a tacit understanding. After getting a little familiar, he doubled his legs and joined the fight.

This party was originally a party of local people, and there were few outsiders. Now I see a Han man riding a horse to join in, and the people next to him laughed kindly, and the rider kindly reminded me that this is not a joke, and one will be injured if he is not careful.

Only this laughter saw that the Han people who were not inferior to them in stature, physique and appearance were as smooth and harmonious as the horse, tumbling and standing upright, sitting in reverse, up and down, changing left and right, and running like clouds and water, and the horse was faster than theirs, so they couldn\'t help shouting loudly.

"Shit!" Fang Fang wiped his eyes and asked Ying shisan in a low voice, "brother, what else can\'t you do?"

Ying shisan smiled and looked at him. He didn\'t make a sound. After knowing him well, he realized that these two goods were actually only 22 years old. He was a pure hairy child, and he was actually addicted to gambling and playing with women. Ying shisan simply suspected that they were not born of their parents, and did they indulge their own sons? Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun, is that normal?

Nearly at noon, the Bidou song and dance stopped temporarily, and the barbecue grills in front of each household gave off a strong fragrance.

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All visitors to this kind of party are guests. You can eat and drink in any tent, and you will also welcome anyone to taste delicious food here. Being praised by others is the greatest satisfaction.

All the tents were full of laughter inside and outside.

The restaurant owner took advantage of the convenience of his career. The raw materials he brought were called a rich one. Ying shisan brought his own grill on the car. He put the shelf away and divided most of the raw materials of the restaurant owner.

When the aroma came together, the restaurant owner rushed over directly.

Let Ying shisan and her colleagues stay here. Ling Qingyu and Zhou Ziqing have gone out for a stroll in the morning. As soon as they leave, they will naturally be followed by men who will raise their preparedness to the first level of war readiness.

Tibetans are hospitable. As long as you pass his tent, you will shout: come in and have a drink!

After walking around, the women ate all kinds of delicious and unpalatable special food, and the men

Taozhuo ostrich is getting drunk again

The three men looked at Yan Sanyan and Zhao Yinfeng with sad faces, brother! Without this, you three really only care about your own women! Are we brothers? It\'s a brother!

After dinner, people who were full of wine and food gathered on both sides of the track, and the highlight of the afternoon began.

Horse racing!

It\'s just that there are not many rules for self-organized horse races, and there are no group races. Hundreds of horses stand on the starting line with the riders, make a sound, start together, run to the flag dozens of kilometers away, and turn around and come back.

At dinner, the owner of the racecourse muttered to Meng Su, Yang Zhao, he Li, Zhao Yinfeng that the four people were good at horses. The best Racer of the owner of the racecourse was just sick and absent. The two hit it off. The four people competed in the name of the owner of the racecourse.

After the riders gathered, Ling Qingyu learned from the people around that this horse race can be bet. What else to say? Naturally, it\'s his own man!

Ten thousand for four people each.

The well-dressed audience crowded both sides of the starting line like flowers in full bloom. After the passionate music sounded, a sound of shotgun, accompanied by the loud cries of the men, a horse rushed out of the starting line, with deafening hooves, flying dust, galloping away like lightning.

The horses ran up, and the off-road vehicle, which was the referee, also drove out. Although cheating was a disgrace that Kangba men would never tolerate, supervision was still needed.

Dozens of miles, back and forth also take an hour, the audience scattered on the grassland, took out mats and spread them on the grass, put butter tea snacks, lay on the mats while basking in the sun and having a leisurely picnic.

Tao Zhuo ostrich directly slept on the mat to rest and sober up.

Several women were restless and wanted to go out. There were many beautiful Tibetan girls and teenagers at the party. Their appearance made several people itch, so they wanted to take a photo with them.

As soon as Ling Qingyu proposed, Yan San suppressed her directly on the cushion, held her in his arms and said, "don\'t toss too much, save some strength to play tomorrow."

Are you going to take a photo with other girls or with those Kangba men who wear less muscle than them on such a cold day

Unable to bear loneliness, the hikers started a game of cards. Yan Qihe and Ying Xieyan also opened a game, letting Ling Qingyu watch beside them.

It\'s uncomfortable to be able to look at it but not go out anyway. The four women opened a card game by themselves.

Then, there was another scene on the noisy grassland.

Four women with white stickers on their faces.

Tibetans are hospitable. Knowing that the four Han people participating in the horse race are also with them, many people came to chat and visit their playing methods. They were even more curious about the four women with white notes on their faces. They became the most lively group here.

No one came. Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong quickly took the note from the card game and took a group photo with those well-dressed Tibetans.

Tibetans are kind and hospitable. Seeing that the four girls with white notes came to visit at noon, they were very kind to take photos with them and had a lively talk. An aunt who was praised for her beautiful clothes directly wanted to take off her clothes and give them those beautiful style and bright colored jewelry.

Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong are very greedy for those beautiful Tibetan clothes and jewelry, but they must not take someone else\'s for nothing. When they are refusing left and right, there is the sound of horses\' hoofs in the distance.

The riders are back.

The crowd couldn\'t think of anything else anymore, and rushed to the end to watch.