Chapter 427

Blue sky, clear lake, green grassland, galloping horses, white sheep. The prairie is a paradise indeed.

Sitting in the car, clouds are walking, birds are flying, wild apricots are all over the mountain, yurts are sitting one after another, there are wisps of smoke rising from yurts, sheep herding back, and clouds in the red sky at sunset, all of which show people the charm and magic of the prairie.

"In the east of Guandong, in the west, there are generals, and in the south of the Yangtze River, there are talented people."

The fine and strong man riding a fine horse, galloping in the vast grassland, heartily flying. That skilled posture, fast speed, worthy of being the nation to fight the world immediately.

At five o'clock in the morning, two trucks galloped all the way and finally arrived at the pastoral area at sunset.

At the moment, we didn't feel tired of the journey. The scenery was beautiful all the way.

Different from the rough sea, different from the tender water of Jiangnan. The prairie has conquered the world with its unique charm.

To the pastoral area, Zhao Dashan with Zhang Guoqing several people came to a yurt, found a good friend Zhamu.

The warm and hospitable middle-aged Zhamu received a group of people with their local customs and etiquette. Fortunately, before coming, Zhao Dashan specially instructed everyone to have some etiquette, and finally won't be rude.

The two trucks, led by Zhao Dashan, continued to drive to the military horse farm, while many Mongolian Dapao people from Zamu's family came to watch the fun.

It is said that Zhang Guoqing and his children come here to enjoy the prairie. The hospitable old people are very proud to introduce the surrounding scenic spots and tell the legend of their tribe.

Zhamu's little daughter is helping with the translation. When she is in a hurry, she will also cross a few Mongolian sentences. The cheerful and generous little girl's laughter from time to time made everyone feel free.

At the dinner party, the gravy meat, the mutton chop soup, the pie, the horse milk wine. A big meal made everyone hate to go.

When night falls, I look up at the stars in the sky, and the cool breeze is blowing. There are bursts of local ballads in my ears, and the sounds of sheep, cattle and horses in the distance.

The scenery of pastoral area is beautiful tonight, and the people are more beautiful. Beauty makes people open-minded, forget the secular.

The next morning, we got up early, had breakfast, followed Uncle Zamu, drove a group of cattle and sheep, and went to the lake not far away.

All the way from Uncle Zamu, I learned that everyone was a few days late, and the grand horse racing festival on the grassland had just passed. It's a pity.

With his son in his arms, Zhang Guoqing heard that the Jockey Club was also a material exchange meeting. He helped the herdsmen, old and young, to set up dense tents to exchange their own production of meat, butter, lake salt, Cordyceps and Fritillaria, and bought the production and daily necessities needed for a whole year.

He was surprised that there was a market here.

After uncle Zamu's explanation, people understood that in addition to the horse racing club's material transactions, other times they had to go to the town's supply and marketing cooperatives to buy.

Zhou jiaochao blinked at Zhang Guoqing. Now the management is loose, just go to the town to see the situation.

Before the couple can communicate with each other well, Zhang Yuntao and his wife are eager to consult uncle Zamu, but they plan to take their specialty back.

Zhang Guoqing listened to their conversation and let him gather wild flowers to play. He picked a bunch of flowers and made it into a wreath to wear on Zhou Jiao's head. He took out the camera from his backpack to take pictures of his wife and son, intending to keep their smiles in the camera.

Good time can't be wasted. It's not necessary to talk about eating, drinking and Lasa like those idiots. Meat, the prairie is rich. How much mare's milk you want.

Zhang Guoqing and his family played happily for more than an hour not far away. Finally, Li Qinglin found the camera and called on everyone to come forward.

Zhang Guoqing took a group photo of a family of three, changed the film, and finally handed them the camera. He took his daughter-in-law and son to the meadow to touch the wild duck eggs.

Zhamu saw these young people and sighed that he was old. These children really know how to play.

Is very good at playing! Zhang Guoqing is a master of all kinds of tricks.

Soon Zhao Yuanyuan and they found out that they had to follow Zhang Guoqing. Without seeing everyone fishing, he had already cast the net and harvested a full net of fish.

Near noon, everyone was happy and went back with Uncle Zamu. If he hadn't reminded people to take them on horseback in the afternoon, these people would have gone crazy and would like to set out deep in the grassland.

Zhang Guoqing has a deep understanding of the pleasure of galloping horse, but Xiaoxiao Sasa can not be described, jujube horse bumpy all the way his stomach ache. There is still a gap between imagination and reality.

Fortunately, his good archery won him great popularity. Seeing the wild things falling in the grass, he didn't lose his grandfather's face.

Uncle Zamu is worried that these young people will run to dangerous areas without knowing their importance. Although they are surrounded by a peaceful and safe, but deep in the prairie, there are wolves.

On the third day, uncle Zamu drove a group of them to the town. Before walking around, a bus bound for the city took the young people away. He looked at the distant smiling faces anxiously. If this is his son, he will beat these wild boys to death.

Zhang Guoqing a group of people do not know the worry of Uncle Zamu. In the week when Zhao Dashan came to pick them up, they wanted to run around.By convention. After getting off the bus, they checked in to the hostel. Each of them took Zhang Guoqing's expensive bath ticket and ran to the bathroom to have a bath.

These days, men can also jump around the lake, but Zhou Jiao and Zhao Yuanyuan are very poor. At the moment, Ping'an was taken away by Zhang Guoqing and the two girls ran into it excitedly.

Plenty of time, a group of people stay in the city, looking for food, specialty. Unfortunately, in addition to snacks, we can only order special dishes in the hotel.

A few days later, everyone spent almost the same amount of money. Finally, with a big bag and a small bag, he reluctantly got on the bus back to the town.

Uncle Zamu has been very anxious for a long time. These children have been out for so many days and sent a telegram. I don't know how. In case of any mistake, how can I account to my old friends.

After a second telegram, the bear children finally came back. He waited at the bus stop early in the morning and didn't see people until the afternoon. He found himself wanting to cry.

On the way back, I listened to all the interesting stories about the trip in the past few days, which made uncle Zamu laugh. He really convinced the young people.

I saw some pedestrians in rags, with children and girls carrying packages on their backs. Uncle Zamu thinks it's necessary to let the children have more minds. Don't just play. You should know something.

Far away, he told Zhang Guoqing and others in a low voice that those behind were refugees who had recently escaped from the Inner Mongolia plain. Now these people are still looking for the tribe. Now the weather is not cold, and those who are lucky can still find refuge. Those who are not lucky don't know whether the town will drive them back to their hometown.

Uncle Zamu's words let us wake up from this happy day. No one would ask Uncle Zamu why their tribe didn't accept it.

Everyone turned their heads and looked back. Looking at the pedestrians supporting each other and looking at each other, we can feel the palpitation and shock brought by the heavy pace.

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