There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Blue sky, clear lake water, green grassland, galloping horses, white flocks. The prairie is truly paradise.

Sitting in the car, the clouds are walking, the birds are flying, the mountains are full of wild apricots in the distance, the yurts are in succession, there are wisps of cooking smoke rising from the yurts, the flock of sheep returning from herding, the sunset reflecting the red clouds in the sky, all of them Show people the charm and magic of the prairie everywhere.

Kandong produces ministers, Kanxi produces generals, and Jiangnan produces talented scholars.

A strong man riding a steed gallops on the vast grassland, flying to his heart's content. That proficient posture and fast speed are worthy of being a nation that will conquer the world immediately.

Departing at 5 o'clock in the morning, two trucks drove all the way, and finally arrived at the pastoral area at sunset.

At this moment, everyone does not feel tired from the journey, and the scenery along the way is so beautiful.

It is different from the turbulent sea and the tender Jiangnan water town. The prairie has conquered the world with its unique charm.

When they arrived in the pastoral area, Zhao Dashan took Zhang Guoqing and others to a yurt and found his friend Zhamu.

The hospitable middle-aged Zhamu grandly received a group of people with their local customs and etiquette. Fortunately, before coming, Zhao Dashan specially instructed everyone on some etiquette, and finally they will not be rude.

Under the leadership of Zhao Dashan, the two trucks continued to drive to the horse farm, and many Mongolian Dapao people from Zhamu's house also came to watch the fun.

I heard that Zhang Guoqing and the others brought their children here to enjoy the prairie, so they came here to play. The hospitable old people are very proud to introduce the surrounding attractions and tell the legends of their tribe.

The youngest daughter of Zhamu's family helped translate, and she would mix up a few Mongolian words when she was in a hurry. The occasional laughter of the cheerful and generous little girl made everyone feel relaxed for a while.

Finger meats, mutton chop soup, pies, kumiss at the dinner feast. It was such a sumptuous meal that everyone wanted to leave.

As night falls, look up at the stars in the sky, the cool breeze blows, and there are bursts of local songs in your ears, and the sound of sheep, cattle and horses in the distance.

The scenery in the pastoral area is beautiful tonight, and the people are even more beautiful. The beauty is so open-minded and forgets the world.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone got up early, had breakfast, followed Uncle Zhamu, drove a group of cattle and sheep, and went to the lake not far away.

Along the way, I learned from Uncle Zhamu that everyone was a few days late, and that the grand horse racing festival on the grassland had just passed. Let everyone regret it.

Holding his son in his arms, Zhang Guoqing heard that the Jockey Club was another material exchange meeting. The herdsmen who supported the old and the young set up densely packed tents, and exchanged their own meat, ghee, lake salt, cordyceps, and fritillary, and bought them for a whole year. Necessary production and daily necessities.

He was very surprised, did not expect there is a market here.

After Uncle Zhamu's explanation, everyone realized that in addition to trading materials for the Jockey Club, they had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town to buy them at other times.

Zhou Jiao winked at Zhang Guoqing. Now that the management is loose, I just went to the town to see the situation.

Before the couple could communicate well, Zhang Yuntao and the others were already in a hurry to consult Uncle Zhamu, and they planned to bring special products back.

Zhang Guoqing listened to their conversation, let go of Ping An, and asked him to pick wild flowers to play. He picked a bouquet of flowers, made a garland and put it on Zhou Jiao's head. He took out a camera from his backpack to take pictures of his wife and son, intending to capture their smiles under the lens.

The good time can't be wasted, you don't have to be like that group of fools, still discussing eating and drinking there. There are plenty of meat in the prairie. Take as much kumiss as you want.

Zhang Guoqing's family of three happily played not far away for more than an hour. In the end, Li Qinglin found the camera and called everyone to come forward.

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

Seeing this group of young people, Zamu sighed that he was old, these children really know how to play.

Is very good at playing! Zhang Guoqing is full of tricks and a master at playing.

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

Near noon, everyone returned with a happy face and followed Uncle Zhamu. If he hadn't reminded someone to take everyone to ride horses in the afternoon, these people would have gone crazy and wanted to go deep into the grassland.

Zhang Guoqing has a deep understanding of the thrill of riding a galloping horse, but it is indescribable to be unrestrained and unrestrained, and his stomach hurts when the jujube horse bumps all the way. There is still a gap between imagination and reality.

Fortunately, his good archery made him a big hit. Seeing the fallen wild animals in the grass, he finally won't lose his grandfather's face.

Uncle Zhamu worried that this group of young people ran into the dangerous zone without knowing their severity. Don't look at the peace and safety around them, but deep in the prairie, there are wild wolves.

On the third day, Uncle Zhamu personally drove them to the town. Before walking around, a bus bound for the city took these young people away. He looked worriedly at the smiling faces going away. If this was his son, he would definitely beat these wild boys to death.

Zhang Guoqing and his group don't know Uncle Zhamu's worries. During the week when Zhao Dashan came to pick them up, they couldn't wait to run around.

As usual. After getting out of the car, they first checked into the guest house, and everyone took the bath ticket that Zhang Guoqing bought at a high price, and rushed to the bathhouse to take a bath.

Men can still swim in the lake these days, but Zhou Jiao and Zhao Yuanyuan are very pitiful. At this moment, Ping An was taken away by Zhang Guoqing and the others, and the two girls ran inside excitedly.

With plenty of time, a group of people stayed in the urban area looking for delicious food and specialties. It's a pity that apart from snacks, we can only order special dishes in restaurants.

A few days passed, everyone spent about the same amount of money on their bodies, and finally gave up, carrying big bags and small bags, reluctantly got on the bus back to the town.

Uncle Zhamu was already in a hurry. These children sent a telegram after being out for so many days, and they didn't know how to explain to their old friends in case of a mistake.

After finally receiving the second telegram, these brats finally came back. He waited at the car stop early in the day, and didn't see anyone until the afternoon. He found himself wanting to cry.

On the return trip, Uncle Zhamu laughed out loud as everyone talked about the interesting things they had encountered during the itinerary these days. He really convinced the young people.

I saw some shabby-dressed pedestrians carrying packages on the road. Uncle Zhamu felt that it was necessary to let the children have more minds, don't be silly and just play, they should know something.

Far away, he whispered to Zhang Guoqing and others that those behind were refugees who had recently escaped from the pass. Now these people are still looking for tribes to take them in. The weather is not cold now, and if you are lucky, you can still find refuge. If you are unlucky, you don't know if the town will drive them back to their hometown.

Uncle Zhamu's words made everyone wake up from these happy days. No one would foolishly ask Uncle Zhamu why his tribe didn't accept him.

Everyone turned their heads in tacit understanding and looked behind. Looking at those pedestrians supporting each other and looking at each other, you can feel the palpitation and shock brought by the heavy steps.