early morning twilight

The salty milk tea you drink on the road doesn’t count as breakfast.

After returning to the village, Jin Chongshan lit a fire in the house again, and cooked two bowls of hot and sour noodles with the leftover maocai from last night.

There are also eggs buried in the flour.

Si Ye's Sichuan stomach was satisfied with these two meals.

"Brother Jin, what other treasures do you have that I don't know about?"

Jin Chongshan looked at him, "Cook a bowl of snail noodles later?"

Si Ye kept retreating on the stone kang with the bowl in his hand.

He stopped with the blanket on his back.

He can eat everything else, but the snail powder is really not good.

Jin Chongshan smiled lightly, "I lied to you."

This smile lingered in Siye's heart, it was so faint, but the corners of his lips were slightly bent, but he found it hopelessly charming.

Unusually charming.

Leaning into the quilt, her spine was pressed against by a hard object.

It was only then that Si Ye remembered that Jin Chongshan stuffed his mobile phone into it at night.

In the past, he never left his mobile phone. Even in the past six months, he kept it turned on 24 hours a day, and he just glanced at it.

But from midnight to now, he didn't have a mobile phone, and he didn't feel uncomfortable.

After eating hot and sour noodles, Si Ye insisted on washing the dishes.

The water in the village was icy, and after washing two bowls and one pot, his hands were numb from the cold.

But these two hands took out the phone, clicked on Nie Yunqing's profile picture, deleted it and unblocked it, without any hesitation or trembling.

Jin Chongshan came in with a bag of goat milk lumps and threw it on the stone kang.

While eating, Si Ye asked, "Brother Jin, where are we going today?"

Jin Chongshan cleaned the house, "You tell me. Follow your itinerary."

Si Ye didn't care about the itinerary or not for a long time.

The Pamirs are full of scenery, even if he doesn't go anywhere, he is happy to stay in this village with Brother Jin.

"I'm fine, see what you want."

Jin Chongshan leaned on a mop, straightened his waist, and glanced over, "You have the final say."

"Why?"

"You are a guest, you paid me."

"..."

Si Ye almost choked on the lump of goat milk.

Why did Jin Chongshan tell him that money is not money?

Is he Jin Geying's descendant, a person who cares about money?

I don't care about money, take him to play, reason with him, and do my duty more than ordinary car charter masters.

Moreover, when he came to the village to propose marriage, it seemed that he was leaving him to do his own business, but in fact it was because he was going to Waqia Township to see the Panlong Ancient Road.

Si Ye was not calm in his heart.

After thinking about it, I always feel that Jin Chongshan is treating him well with the words of money.

Otherwise, why don't you bring that carload of guests from Kashgar?

So Brother Jin also has a crush on me?

As soon as this idea came out, Si Ye was startled.

While cursing herself for thinking too much, she couldn't help being beautiful.

The dream in the second half of the night emerged, Jin Chongshan was galloping on his horse, he was the hero in the sheep competition.

"I want to attend a Tajik wedding!"

This requirement was too difficult for others, and Si Ye regretted it when he said it.

I just participated in the marriage proposal yesterday, so I mentioned it temporarily today, where can Jin Chongshan find him a wedding.

But Jin Chongshan really found it.

Starting from Waqia Township, after driving for about a hundred kilometers, we arrived at Taer Township.

There was a grand wedding in Taer Township, and it just went on to the second day today.

The horse race holding the sheep is exactly what Siye dreamed about.

Almost all the young men in the village went into battle.

As soon as Jin Chongshan arrived, he was scrambled by two teams.

Si Ye was dumbfounded, he, Brother Jin, why is he so popular everywhere he goes?

When Jin Chongshan changed into the horse racing uniform, his eyes lit up again.

Tajiks are Caucasians with profound facial features.

But the depth of Jin Zhongshan has the delicacy and elegance of the Han nationality, and the color of the pupils is also the most special. Standing on the grassland, tall and straight, it is more eye-catching than the magnificent scenery.

Si Ye couldn't ride a horse, so he watched from the sidelines with older Tajik men and beautifully dressed Tajik women.

The horseshoe turns the grassland into a battlefield, and the yellow sand is like gunpowder smoke.

The young men ran wildly and shouted endlessly.

This is a confrontation of sheer strength, raw, rough.

Siye has been staring at Jin Chongshan, the people around him are mixed with the yellow sand, only Jin Chongshan has clear eyebrows.

He couldn't help running along, even if it was impossible to run past the horse.

Jin Chongshan disappeared into the crowd, his eyes widened, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

He knew that he didn't have to worry at all, but he was still afraid that an accident would happen in the distant gunpowder smoke when he couldn't see Jin Zhongshan.

At this time, there were loud cheers from the men.

In an instant, the eagle flute and tambourine sounded together to welcome the warriors who were about to triumph.

Si Ye stared at the dust without blinking, and a shadow became clearer and clearer.

The shadows broke through the yellow sand, and the men on horseback held their trophies aloft, accepting the cheers of the people.

It's Jin Zhongshan.

Si Ye ran again.

His heartbeat was louder than cheers.

He jumped up and kept waving to Jin Chongshan.

The victor walks around the field with the trophy.

Jin Chongshan stopped halfway, said a few words to his teammates, and handed over the spoils to his teammates.

Si Ye didn't know what they said, but saw Jin Chongshan leave the celebration team and run towards him against the flow of people.

The horse raised its front hooves and crowed excitedly.

Jin Chongshan didn't get off his horse immediately.

For a moment, Si Ye felt that dream and reality overlapped.

Maybe in the next second, a group of people rushed over, surrounded Jin Zhongshan, and asked him to drink the bowl of milk tea with cream.

Jin Chongshan was just attracted by those eyes that were different from usual, so he forgot to get off the horse for a moment.

Si Ye's eyes were always bright, and his pupils were slightly lighter than the Han people he had seen, and they were especially clear when facing the sun.

But at this moment, Si Ye looked at him, but seemed to be looking at a place far away.

I don't know what I'm staring at.

Jin Chongshan got off his horse, and Si Ye finally came to his senses.

Without milk tea with cream, dreams and reality cannot be equated.

"Jump what?"

"Why did you come back?"

The two spoke at the same time.

Si Ye was stunned and said, "Huh?"

Jin Chongshan led the horse and led Si Ye out of the crowd, "Did you forget that this is a plateau?"

Si Ye realized later, "You saw me jumping there, so you gave the sheep to others, and came to remind me?"

"Ah."

Si Ye felt pity, but also secretly happy.

"I'm fine, do you want to go back and continue around the field?"

He hasn't seen enough.

"not going."

"Oh."

After going around the field, the sheep was roasted on the charcoal fire that had been prepared earlier.

Several Tajik youths brought mutton skewers in stainless steel plates.

Jin Chongshan chatted with them.

While eating, Si Ye listened to Jin Zhongshan's "Tender Love Song".

When Jin Chongshan turned around, Si Ye still hadn't looked back.

"Look at what?"

"Brother Jin, are you the mountain god on the Karakoram?"

Jin Chongshan raised his eyebrows, picked up the copper cup next to him and sniffed, "I didn't drink Wusu."

Si Ye laughed, "I'm not drunk, I'm just very curious. From Kashgar to Taxian County, to Waqia Township, to Thar Township, you help everywhere you go, and you have contacts everywhere you go? Everyone likes it very much. You, eat and drink for you."

As he spoke, Si Ye turned his head to look at Jin Chongshan.

"Brother Jin, you seem to be a mountain god who came down to inspect the territory."

Jin Chongshan drank the remaining salty milk tea in the copper cup.

"Then am I the mountain god of Karakoram, or the eagle of the Pamirs?"

"Ah..." Si Ye was almost drunk in this indifferent tone with a touch of teasing.

"You see it?"

He secretly thought of Jin Chongshan as a descendant of the eagle, and he exposed it in front of the person involved.

Jin Chongshan was in good spirits, "The mountain god or the eagle?"

Si Ye bent down and hugged his knees, covering the lower half of his face with his arms, "That's still an eagle."

Eagles can fly.

Maybe he can take the Eagles.

But he couldn't take the mountain god away.

The Mountain God will always stand in Karakoram to protect the people in the snow mountain.

"Where do you want to go tomorrow?" Jin Chongshan asked.

Si Ye couldn't figure it out, honestly, today's experience was inspired by a dream.

"Our Jin brother is worthy of being a mountain god, even the sheep picking competition in my dream can show me the truth."

"What else did you dream about?"

"I still dreamed..."

You beat the horse and stop in front of me and drink milk tea with cream.

But he couldn't speak.

After learning that Jin Chongshan is a Tajik, he makes up for the customs of the Tajik in his free time.

I learned that in a Tajik wedding, the bride will give the groom a bowl of milk tea with cream.

It is mellow and sweet, implying deep love and sweetness.

He dared to dream, but dared not speak.

It's just that with Jin Chongshan's insight, he may have already seen that his plot is wrong.

Seeing it, he was allowed to approach and take him to the wedding. Maybe if he took the initiative, he could take away his eagle?

But a pretty face came to mind.

That is Ai Yi, a Uighur girl.

Jin Chongshan said that Tajiks do not intermarry with other ethnic groups.

Besides, he's a man.

When he was imitating the customs of the Tajik people, he also learned that the Tajik people regard marriage and offspring as very important.

The greatest glory of a Tajik man is that someone inherits his name.

Si Ye fell down, not daring to continue thinking.

Later, Xiao Yang drove that Ford commercial vehicle to Tar Township.

As soon as he saw Si Ye, he said excitedly: "Brother Ye, why did you come in front of us?"

There were a lot of people in Xiao Yang's car, so he rented a herdsman's yard and ordered mutton hot pot in advance.

Seeing Jin Chongshan, Xiao Yang was even more terrified, thanked him for a long time, and asked Jin Chongshan and Siye to eat hot pot together.

Jin Chongshan is going to help another herdsman repair the sheepfold.

Si Ye wanted to follow, but was forcibly pulled away by the enthusiastic Xiao Yang.

"I wish Brother Ye to return to the team!"

The copper cups filled with Wusu collided, and the setting sun shone on the faces of this group of people gathered from all corners of the country.

They set off two days earlier than Siye, and this was already the fifth day in the Pamirs.

Tomorrow we will pass through Shache, return to Kashgar, and disband on the spot.

Although the time was not long, friendship was also developed. After a hot pot meal, several passengers were already drunk.

Xiao Yang wanted to drive, so he didn't drink.

Afraid of being told by Jin Zhongshan, Si Ye only drank a little.

The two chatted about Jin Zhongshan.

Xiao Yang was full of pride, "Brother Jin, he is very nice! I think he is the patron saint here. There is really nothing he can't help, so when you lost your border defense card that day, the first thing I thought of was him .”

Si Ye listened silently.

In the past few days, all the people he came into contact with were Tajiks, and it was obvious that they all respected Jin Chongshan, but due to the language barrier, he couldn't get to know Jin Chongshan from them.

Fortunately, I met the talkative Xiao Yang.

"Have you ever eaten Gulibayi's yak hot pot in Ta County? That shop belongs to Brother Jin's family. Brother Jin's family also has hotels, shops, and countless cattle and sheep. Anyway, they are very rich."

Si Ye thought, he saw it.

Xiao Yang said again: "The Tajiks are very simple. Have you ever heard of the border guards in the Pamirs?"

Shino nodded.

Border guards are not soldiers or police officers, but they will spontaneously ride horses and lead sheep dogs to patrol the border in the snow.

Many people who crossed the border illegally and caused trouble were caught by Tajik border guards.

"So this is a simple and kind nation."

Xiao Yang patted his legs with emotion.

"Brother Jin doesn't need to worry about life, and he has time, so he often wanders around the villages. Wherever he needs help, he will help. A few years ago, he also rescued a Uighur brother, the son of a homestay owner in Kashgar. The boss was so moved that he almost gave the homestay to Brother Jin."

Si Ye knew this homestay.

At that time, Jin Zhongshan took him to live in this house.

"Brother Jin is not short of money, of course he didn't accept it. And Brother Jin himself has a business in the old city, selling some groceries and so on. But the store was opened to help his fellow villagers."

Si Ye thought of the boy who worked in a grocery store, and the ice cream that Jin Zhongshan made for him.

Miss that smell.

"There are not many Tajiks in Kashgar. Brother Jin opened a shop, and they will have a place to stay. Many young people are now going to Kashgar to work as sports car masters. This job can make money."

As Xiao Yang spoke, he went back to the owner of the homestay.

"But Brother Jin doesn't rely on this to make money. He recruits people very casually. As for the boss, he always wants to repay him by filling him with customers. He thinks he has taken care of his business. In fact, Brother Jin is taking care of the boss and wants to repay him." Feeling."

Si Ye sat up straight.

It turned out to be the case.

That day the boss found a carload of passengers for Jin Chongshan, and Jin Chongshan took it.

It's not because I want to make money, but because I don't want to live up to the boss's "reward".

Jin Chongshan saved the life of the boss's son, but he didn't want anything. The family has cattle and sheep property, and he doesn't need any monetary reward.

But the boss didn't do anything, and felt very sorry, so he had to find guests for Jin Chongshan over and over again, and let Jin Chongshan live in his own home.

Jin Chongshan accepted all of them.

Si's ambition was tingling.

The night is getting thicker, like a gentle curtain.

But no matter how gentle the curtain is, it can't match Jin Chongshan.

This man is the most gentle soul he has ever met in his life so far.