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Jing Shishu rested at home for a month, and did not resume her normal schedule until she recovered from her injury. The Jing family returned to country B ten days ago.

Because of her injury, the entry into the cast of "Nei Sang Bao" was postponed, and the beauty magazine did not film it.

The editor-in-chief of the magazine meant to postpone her to July, and then publish a one-person column directly.

After Jing Shishu received the reply, she and the director of "Nei Sang Bao" agreed on the time.

On the third day, the crew would take a car to a place called Ruosang Grassland in the northwest, while she would take a private plane there on the fourth day.

The crew will shoot on the grassland.

When Jing Shishu's plane arrived, Liu Fangshu was afraid that she would not be able to find a place, so she took someone to pick her up.

Herders on the main grasslands all live in similar-looking tent houses, which are difficult to find.

Jing Shishu and her group had a lot of luggage, but fortunately there were many bodyguards around her, so it was easy to move it.

After the attack, they asked her to bring more people with her, and the original two bodyguards became four.

A group of more than a dozen people marched towards the residential area.

Liu Fangshu was accompanied by an old woman, "Miss Jing, just call her A Yi."

Jing Shishu nodded and said hello in a friendly manner.

Ah Yi means grandma in Tibetan, and the whole crew calls her that. Ye Xin lives in their house in the plot.

Ah Yi looked a little embarrassed because of the bodyguard in black following Jing Shishu, but she still smiled kindly.

Soon we arrived outside the counting house.

Liu Fangshu specially chose a relatively wealthy herdsman to stay with her, because this way she could have a separate tent for her without having to crowd with the herdsmen.

In Jing Shishu's impression, the accounting room should be similar to a yurt, but the accounting room in front of her was too small.

"I'm going to ask other houses if they have any space." Liu Fangshu turned around and went out.

Jing Shishu felt that there was a high probability that she would not be able to live there.

She has five or six assistants, four bodyguards, an agent and a makeup artist, plus Wu Shize.

Since the last incident, Wu Shize has followed her every step of the way, even though he didn't have any force.

The last time she went abroad to receive an award, Wu Shize stayed in Shang'an to help her keep an eye on the situation. As a result, he blamed himself for what happened, so he came with her this time.

"We'll build a few tents later, but I'm afraid we'll have to squeeze in two nights."

Jing Shishu was mentally prepared, but she didn't expect that there was only one tent.

A dozen people crammed into one head, and so much luggage.

Wu Shize had already had this plan and had already sent the news to Shang'an.

After a while, Liu Fangshu came back.

"They can put a few pieces of luggage in their other tents."

Jing Shishu shook her head, "No need, we will stay here for two days, and then we will build a new place to live."

Liu Fangshu knew she was rich and didn't say much.

It is not difficult to build a tent house. The reason why herdsmen live in a tent house is because it is flexible in disassembly and assembly, easy to transport, and can better adapt to the mobile life of living in pursuit of water and grass.

It just takes a long time to transport it and the cost is high, but when she thinks that her family has her own plane, it doesn't matter.

Ah Yi was watching them from the beginning to the end, looking at the boxes containing the luggage and looking at what Jing Shishu and the others were wearing.

After they were completely settled, she said goodbye to the director and braved the dry wind to return to her tent.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a robe, ran over. That was A Yi's granddaughter, Deji.

"Ah Yi, have you seen the plane?"

The wrinkles on Ah Yi's face became vivid, "I saw it, it's very beautiful, the grass is swaying when the wind blows."

Deji couldn't imagine what that thing looked like. Could it blow the wind?

But she only thought about it for a short while and soon went to chase the sheep again.

It was starting to get dark, and she had to drive the sheep back, otherwise it would be difficult to find them when it got completely dark.

Deji picked up the sling rope and ran out. It was the rope used to drive sheep.

She ran eastward, found the sheep, and began to wave the rope in her hand.

Flocks of sheep ran toward home obediently.

It took Deji a long time to drive all the sheep back into the pen. After they were driven back into the pen, she still had to count the sheep as usual to see if they were lost.

"Forty-three, fifty-two...seventy...eighty!"

"Not one less!"

Ah Yi leaned against the door and shouted: "It's said that forty-three is followed by forty-four, Deji, you have to count again."

Deji frowned, lying on the fence and counting over and over again.

Ah Yi only taught her to count to fifty, because she could only count to fifty herself, so every time after counting to fifty, Deji would count in her own way, and Ah Yi didn't know whether she counted correctly. No.

"It's still eighty, Ah Yi, it's not lost."

Every time she counted, she would end up with eighty.

Ah Yi, who was busy, didn't even raise his head, "As long as they are not lost, just surround them and don't let them escape."

"Tomorrow, that group of people will start acting. We will slaughter a sheep."

Deji responded happily.

In the past, sheep would only be killed when something big happened. She hadn't eaten fresh mutton for a long time.

"Deji, give a pot of butter tea to the girl who lives in Uncle Suolang's house."

Ah Yi thought of the girl with tender skin and tender flesh who got off the plane.

She probably wouldn't be able to stand it for a day without drinking water.

Deji tied the sheepfold, held a big pot in his arms, and walked towards the distant counting house against the strong wind.

Along the way, she met many people in the crew. They were wearing completely different clothes. Some even wore hats, which looked very nice.

She walked through the crowd curiously until she stopped in front of a counting house.

The door is closed.

She was afraid of disturbing the people inside, what if they were resting?

It shouldn't be easy to come here on a plane that can blow wind. Every time the wind blows on the grassland, she will be blown away and can't open her eyes.

Deji hesitated in front of the door.

"Deji, who are you looking for?"

Deji saw a familiar person and said, "I'm looking for someone here."

Liu Fangshu pointed to a large group of people not far away.

"She's over there."

Deji thanked him and walked over with the big pot in his arms.

As she got closer, she saw the scene in front of her. A very good-looking lady was washing her hands with water.

The person next to her washed a lot of things she didn't recognize with white water, which were similar to the sand pears she had eaten before.