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Hand-held lamb, cheese, milk tea, horse milk wine ......

Home-made delicacies laid out on the table, the old secretary of the brigade of the year Yidzhigun, the militia company commander, the alkali Peng planting team Su Yi Latu captain, and the most loving Mongolia Eji (mother), smiling at Qin Dong gulping down meat and drinking ......

Anda Wu Ritu Nashun, in the Qin Dong family left the grassland when it was not as tall as a calf, now laughing and standing on the side, is also a mountain-like majestic and majestic man.

Qin Dong can't help but think of Zeng Jun Lie again, the same Anda, he is now firmly entrenched in the capital.

"Eji, I can't forget the grassland, I can't forget you guys," the banquet is in full swing, but Qin Dong is already tears spilled grassland, "did not come to the grassland, I was everywhere white eyes, but I am here, no matter which yurt into, everyone will hold a bowl of hot milk tea, watch me drink it ......"

Never seen Qin Dong cry, Du Xiaogang could not help but grab his hand.

"Gerilethu (bright), do not cry, do not cry." Yurt was pushed open, a woman came in, teary-eyed, Qin Dong hurried to welcome, but immediately broke into laughter, "Dali Aga (big sister), you're here ......"

In addition to Eji, Dali Aga brigade the most painful to him, she does not say much, but thoughtful, like a mother patiently taught Qin Dong burn cow dung, milking, shearing, breeding lambs, drilling wells and cutting grass shepherd's life.

Qin Dong clearly remembers that it was Dali Aga who sewed her first pair of Mongolian boots, which were carefully sewn with leather felt and embroidered with a flower pattern.

These boots were at least half a month's income for Daliaga at that time.

"Grow taller, grow taller ......" Dali Aga affectionately took Qin Dong and Du Xiaogang's hands, and looked at Du Xiaogang with extra affection.

"I now remember Dali Aga holding the lamb with one hand, stroking it with the other, singing a song ......"

"Tao Aigar ah Tao Aigar, Tao Aigar ah Tao Aigar ......"

How many times in the dream, Dali Aga to the ewe, singing tenderly, like a dreamy hum. Her voice is long and gentle, which is to let the ewe "recognize your son or daughter, give it a mouthful of milk to eat."

Qin Dong lifted the big bowl and drank it all in one go.

"Old secretary, still remember I stole carrots?"

Herdsmen to drink milk tea, eat mainly mutton, can eat rice and noodles very little opportunity, there is no vegetables, every year-end, the team to breed sheep to increase nutrition issued carrots, Qin Dong will secretly take one or two, secretly eat.

Du Xiaogang also laughed, this experience of snatching food with sheep, she heard no less than a hundred times, but every time, he could not stop laughing.

"Captain Suyilattu, it was you who taught to rub your nose with snow and soft ears, otherwise my ears would have been frozen off ......"

In this 8-month-long winter, the lowest temperature often reaches minus 40 degrees. As a child, Qin Dong braved the wind and snow to drill wells, to pull grass, to hit rocks, often frostbite hands, frostbite feet, frostbite nose and ears.

Su Yi Latu then taught Qin Dong ways to deal with frostbite, where frostbite, with snow desperately rubbed, until rubbed red.

"I still remember you followed me to catch the spies, every time you catch the spies you rushed to the front ......" back then the young militia company commander has also become a middle-aged man, "small orange, you do not know, Ge Rilatu is a sharpshooter! "

Yes, how many nights, Qin Dong always woke up in the middle of the night by the sound of the emergency assembly horn, and then followed the militia company commander carrying a semi-automatic rifle in the vast grassland to catch the spies.

The company's main goal was to catch the spies in the darkness of the night sky.

"Anda, are you still not eating beef now?" Anda Wu Ritu Nashun smiled and put his arm around Qin Dong, the two of them shoulder to shoulder, holding up the wine bowl, Wu Ritu Nashun but to Du Xiaogang said, "the first winter he came, the brigade to the community members to share cattle and sheep ......"

Oh, Qin Dong face flushed, he remembered, that day every family kill cattle and slaughter sheep, that is the annual lying meat, as people store autumn vegetables.

He went to the herdsman's house to borrow a knife, began to kill cattle, cattle see the knife in his hands, big tears fell out of his big eyes, he knew at that moment that cattle, like people, will also drop tears.

Du Xiaogang looked at Qin Dong, from Qin Dong back to Qin Wan, really did not see him eat beef.

Drinking too much, really drinking too much, Qin Dong snuggled up to Eji, "Xiao orange, I was putting the most badly put improved sheep."

"This kind of sheep doesn't listen, can't even drive it." The militia company commander laughed, "You just don't give in."

Well, Qin Dong looked at the kind Eji, "I rode my horse to drive the sheep down the mountain, somehow I flew out from the horse all of a sudden, rolled a few times and fell to the ground." He looked at Eji with tears in his eyes, "I was lucky that Eji sewed me a particularly thick Pidle (leather Mongolian robe), I was not injured ......"

Qin Dong finally drifted off to sleep, sleeping peacefully.

Ten years, from spring to autumn, from winter to summer, year after year, his father took him and his sister to live a dull and strange life in the grassland, he felt the solitude and loneliness of the grassland, the uniqueness and indifference of the grassland, the vastness and profundity of the grassland, the boldness and silence of the grassland, and gradually, his heart turned into a wide grassland.

When Qin Dong woke up, it was already late in the evening.

Grassland boundless greenery and stretches of shining lake together with dense cloud feet low hanging sky, white yurt stars, distant cattle and sheep leisurely eating grass ......

Silently on a high ground, looking far away from the boundless grasslands, Qin Dong opened his lapel, allowing the wind to caress his chest, the city's noise, life's worries, work anxiety, instantly by the vast bosom of the grasslands melted away.

At this time he felt that the heart is as quiet as water, the heart is as flat as a mirror, the heart of the clouds are also blown away by the wind, the heart is as vast as the grassland.

However, the grassland in the evening is also silent.

The sky suddenly came a celestial music, music hoarse, desolate, so hasty that he was not prepared, so and horse-headed zither meet, that music makes him feel his throat one by one in a continuous contraction.

This ancient and sad music, but contains endless lingering and melancholy, like the breath of a horse running on the grassland, like a life eager to run to the beautiful invitation of another life.

The sun was setting, the evening sun dyed the sky red, the old man in Mongolian robes was playing the horse-headed zither, the old gray-haired Eji was staring at him intently, and a dog was lying tamely on the grass.

Everything is like a painting!

"My dog, where is my dog?" Qin Dong looked at the Uri Tunashun beside him.

This is a gift from Uri Tunashun, it is Qin Dong's most loyal guard, which knows Qin Shihuang, also knows Qin Nan, except for the Qin family, it does not let anyone enter the Qin family's yurt.

Uri Tunashun was so angry that he cursed it for being ungrateful, but it just screamed at him and wouldn't let him in.

Qin Dong still can't figure out what it relies on to identify him, so accurate and never misses.

"I buried it at the lake ......," Uri Tunashun said, he led a red-maned horse to, Qin Dong flew on the horse, he was once also the best rider on this grassland.

Oh, Du Xiaogang looked at him riding away and smiled, just back to Qinwan, Qin Dong riding a bicycle, when accelerating always can't help but use both legs to clip the car, is back to Qinwan, the wind and rain in the middle of the night, he always get up to see the sheep to ......

Oh, Qin Dong is back again, the speed of the horse is very fast, Du Xiaogang only feel a light body, she screamed has sat on the horse, Qin Dong waved the whip and went.

On the prairie, the western sky piled up the evening sun, the setting sun shone the afterglow on the clouds, layers and layers of clouds became red, like waves, like a herd of horses, floating in the sky, tumbling, surging towards the sky.

The colored haze reflects the red grassland, but also reflects the red Du Xiaogang, hit the horses running away, from time to time there are small flocks of yellow sheep peacefully and leisurely eating grass, by the horses' hooves startled larking birds screaming and flying into the air.

The attractive yellow flowers, bright red shandan flowers, creamy white wild leek flowers, vivid purple wolfsbane flowers, the beautiful wild poppies, blue and white horse lotus flowers, and many unnamed, various colors of small flowers, blooming in the green leisurely grassland, endless.

Occasionally, the red maned horse wading through the water, splashing a splash, wetting a two people's clothes.

This countless lakes of various shapes, like crystal, inlaid on top of this green field, white water and red haze, reflecting each other, more intoxicating.

Breath, the man's warm breath, that mix of grass and sweat smell of men's breath immediately filled Du Xiaogang whole body, tightly wrapped in Qin Dong's arms, she felt a blank in her head, paralyzed general sitting on the horse, let the stallion in the grassland gallop.

Night has fallen, the campfire has been lit, the distance is already starry, but the silence of the grasslands around this, silent only occasionally the sound of the melodious horse-headed zither, silent as if only he and Du Xiaogang two people left in the world.

The melodious and exciting sound of the horse-headed zither, floating in the grassland, floating in this fire-like autumn night.