Ask a few jokes. Don't be naive.

There is a colleague in the unit, Mongolian, who belongs to the great god who often flies in the sky. I went home after a year off, but I didn't come back after a few days off. The leader called and said on the phone: Leader, I am still riding on the Hulunbeier grassland to find a home. My family is a nomadic people, and now I don't know where to move.