National Beer

Tomorrow will leave the grassland, Du Xiaogang hand camera shooting non-stop, trying to leave the light and shadow of youth and youth for Qin Dong.

In front of a temple with broken tiles and crumbling ruins, Qin Dong stopped for a long time.

Familiar with the story of the Qin family, and how would the small orange do not know, this is Qin Shihuang with a son and a daughter when the first brigade residence.

Qin Dong stroked the old elm tree in the temple courtyard, as if he saw the joyful time when the two siblings went up and down the tree.

This temple was built in the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing court gave the name "Shi Shan Temple".

From the walls, the temple house construction quality is very good, "Anda, I want to rebuilt Shi Shan Temple." Qin Dong looked at Uri Tunashun, "the grasslands have good craftsmen, can be invited over."

"Some years ago between is afraid to repair the temple," Uri Tu Nashun laughed, "now can, here, can still repair?" He pointed to a wall that was about to collapse.

"Can." Qin Dong replied with a mid-air, as when the teenager who had been on the grassland.

After his father returned to Qinwan, how many times he talked about the Shi Shan Temple, without this temple, there would be no home for them. Although he did not say anything about rebuilding the temple, rebuilding the golden body, but Qin Dong knows that this is also his wish.

"We built a house on the beach the year before last, here, wood, tile, stone plus labor, 50,000 is enough?" Qin Dong asked, the price of goods here is cheap, and the materials are mostly available for self-collection.

"Fifty thousand?" Uri Tunashun laughed, "Are you not a worker? Not a herdsman! The herdsman also does not have so much gold and silver treasures!"

Du Xiaogang looked at them two Anda, and quietly raised the camera in his hand.

Back to a grassland Qin Dong put on a Mongolian robe, and Wu Ritu Nashun stood together, are powerful and majestic grassland man.

"The money I sent to Eji, do not spare ......" Qin Dong instructed.

Wu Ritu Nashun then smiled and stopped, "you do not send money again, Uyun Qiqiege (Qin Nan) to school, you also want to get married, you there, food and drink cost money, not like the grassland, back, Eji and the old secretary waiting for you to eat ......"

To leave the life of 10 years of grassland, 10 years, Eji's back more hunched, the grassland of the wind, rain and snow, in Eji's face etched down deep wrinkles.

But today, as when coming, Eji still insist on the most ancient way to send off their sons, she wore a Mongolian robe, wearing a bright turban, kindly look at Qin Dong.

The last meal, tomorrow will be far away, Eji also hold the hand of small orange can not bear to scatter, "Wendoule Huhan (big girl), he was raised in the grassland, have time to come back to see ...... want to eat mutton and milk food on the letter, let brother and sister to send you ......"

Feeling the warm and rough hand of Eji, listening to her language, Du Xiaogang's eyes got red.

"Geri Le Tu, your beer, good!" Although not used to the taste of beer, the old secretary Idragon still praised, he knew that the beer was good, he had tasted it during the meeting in the flag.

"Old Secretary, next year you must visit Qinwan and see my brewery," Qin Dong raised his horse milk wine and said longingly, "next year our factory will put on another easy-pull can production line, and I will send you the new beer ...... " He looked at the youngsters standing next to him who were even younger than him, "If the naughty colts want to leave the grassland and go out to graze on the hillocks, Gezhilu is waiting for you in Qinwan."

This means that these children can come to work in the future at the second factory of Qinwan Rong Beer, and the old secretary smiled.

"You can also go to the melting pot of the army to exercise, I'll talk to Uncle Tank." Qin Dong bashfully finished the bowl of horse milk wine.

Uncle Tank was from Xilinguole League's Panghuang Banner, and although the two were destined to be from beer, becoming family was from the grasslands.

Qin Dong is envisioning the future of the young people of the grasslands, the old secretary look at the militia company commander Su Yi Latu, Su Yi Latu then smiled and fetched some money, "Gezhilu, we discussed, you are getting married, this is a little bit of money we put together, is our blessing to you ...... "

Su Yi La Tu and looked at the aged Eji, "the money you sent to your Eji, she kept it all, it's all in there ......"

Oh, horse milk wine seems to suddenly stay in the throat, Qin Dong's eyes moist ...... "old secretary, I want to repair the temple."

Repairing the temple, how much money would that cost, "Gezhilu, you're not getting married?" The old man then joked with him.

"Let such a beautiful girl, you do not marry her back to their own yurt?" The militia company commander joked.

"Well, it is the grassland gave me hope, I want to build another elementary school here ......" Qin Dong looked at several half-grown children in the yurt, including Dali Aga's children, they should be the age of school.

"How much does it cost to repair the temple and build a school?" The old secretary counted, "No, no, too much money."

"Georgetown, don't you work in the brewery?" Dali Agar looked at Qin Dong.

"Yes, I also contracted our brewery, I also have a carton factory," Qin Dong huffed, he looked at Du Xiaogang, Du Xiaogang got up and took out two passbooks from his bag, the crowd looked at Qin Dong and watched him place the two passbooks on the small red wooden lacquered table.

"Old secretary, here is a total of two hundred and fifty thousand dollars."

"How much is it?" The old secretary's face suddenly became solemn and serious.

Uri Tunashun could not sit still, he turned over two passbooks, indeed, one passbook above the number is "20", followed by four zeros, the other is 50,000 yuan.

He was surprised to open the double, "Gleitu Anda, you have now become a shepherd?"

"I am not a herdsman," Qin Dong laughed, "I am a child of the grassland, like the eagle in the sky, no matter where it flies, it still has to return to the grassland ......"

It was the grassland that kept him alive and gave him a broad mind, and hope for life, "This elementary school, let's call it Hope Primary School."

In March of this year, history will always remember a man named Xu Yongguang, who, with 100,000 yuan, started a project to help tens of thousands of out-of-school children, a project named "Project Hope".

In the transition period of Chinese society, in the world full of impatience, in the general distrust of institutions and organizations, in the prevalence of counterfeiting, it is a miracle that Project Hope can succeed.

In fact, Qin Dong is more sure of the name, hope, everyone lives for the hope in his heart, as he did back then on the grassland, as he did later when painting bottles of wine, and as he does now when he returns to the grassland ......

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Everyone is looking at the old secretary, the old secretary was silent for a while, finally said, "Geri Le Tu has a lamb to feed the mother's heart, repairing the temple is a good thing, running a school is also a good thing, this is the will of the Eternal Heaven, right, we can not go against the Eternal Heaven, this heart, we accept ......"

Dali Aga is already dropping tears, a few children in the yurt are looking at their mother, they can finally go to school!

Finally to travel far again, as many years ago to leave the grasslands, relatives filled the tractor with dried meat, cheese, horse milk wine.

Qin Dong quietly pulled Uri Tunashun to the side again, a passbook and handed to him, "The money in here, five hundred per family ......"

Five hundred?

Wu Ritu Nashun hurriedly pressed Qin Dong's hand, five hundred, offset a year's income, "I talk to the old secretary ......"

"Take it," Qin Dong did not say hard into his hand, "I wait for you in Qinwan ......"

He jumped on the tractor, Uri Tunashun look at him, also jumped on the steed.

Walked about an hour, I do not know how many beams over, Du Xiaogang suddenly looked back, she found relatives still standing in the place of separation waving the turban it, she suddenly tears like rain.

"Dadong, Dadong ......"

But Qin Dong did not dare to turn back, he was afraid he would turn back and see Eji's brightly colored turban ......

Drip drip drip - drip drip -

Qin Dong waist pager rang, these days, the pager has been ringing, he took off the pager, big drops of tears fell on the pager.

"Anda," laughed Uri Tunashun riding on his horse, "you like a pony, still wearing a bell on your waist?"