As soon as we discussed this, the "Lele Car" stopped in front of two yurts on the grassland. Ding Sitian was wearing a Mongolian robe, with a headscarf on her head, and was squeezing goat milk. I almost recognized her when I saw her. The change in her outfit was too great. Otherwise, I would have thought it was a Mongolian girl. Ding Sitian didn't expect that the fat man and I came back to visit her. After a long time of being stunned, they came to their senses and rushed over to hug us. They were so excited that they could not speak. They had endless things to say when they met again after a long time of separation, but the past was intricate and I didn't know where to start.

This grassland is located in the northernmost area of ​​Baron Left Banner. There are only three or four herdsmen, including the educated youth who came to join the right one. There are no more than fifteen or sixteen people in the entire grassland. Ding Sitian settled in the home of the shepherd's "Old Sheepskin". Usually, except for the "Old Sheepskin" family, there is no one who can talk. Suddenly, when he saw his comrades in the army that year, he couldn't help but cry with joy.

I comforted Ding Sitian and briefly explained to her the fat man and I were not able to join the army and went to Xing'an League to settle down. Ding Sitian sighed softly, as if we were extremely sorry for us, but she immediately cheered up and said, "We are pretty good now. Look at how magnificent the scenery of our grassland is. The blue sky is made of quilts as beds, and the yellow sand bibimbap is delicious and fragrant. Life on the grassland is the most exerciser. If you come, play for a few more days. I will take you on a horse tomorrow."

The herdsmen on the grassland attach great importance to horses and will never let outsiders ride their mounts. If the horse is ridden by outsiders or lost, it is a huge and unlucky for the herdsmen. Moreover, there are not many horses here, so I thought there was no chance to ride a horse, and I didn't have this thought. Unexpectedly, Ding Sitian told us that the herdsmen here "old sheepskin" are not Mongolians. They fled from outside before liberation. They spent half their life on the grassland. After liberation, they simply became herdsmen and did not pay much attention to the taboos on the grassland. They were familiar with him, and they were not angry when riding his horse.

I know that behind Ding Sitian's optimistic attitude is more of a helplessness with fate. How can the yellow sand beautify? But I still don't mention those disappointing words, so I asked her to introduce the herder "Old Sheepskin" family to us. "Old Sheepskin" has lived on the grassland for half a lifetime, but the local accent is hard to change, and there is a strong northwest accent. He said that you are really here. Tonight, you will slaughter cattle and sheep and entertain guests from afar. At dusk, the nearby herders and educated youth will come.

When the fat man and I heard the news, we were so happy that we couldn't even talk. The herdsmen on the grassland were so hospitable. We had heard of it before and had never seen it before. This time we saw it, we were really convinced. We slaughtered cattle and had to kill sheep as soon as we arrived. Why are we so embarrassed? We were too frustrated, let alone we came empty-handedly. We had known to bring some local specialties as gifts. However, we have heard of the famous mutton with hand-held for a long time, so we are shameless today. When do we usually start dinner?

Ding Sitian smiled and said, "Don't treat yourself as an outsider. Today, sheep slaughtered because there have been several natural disasters in this pasture this year. However, because the herdsmen sacrificed their lives to protect collective property and did not suffer any losses. The alliance said that this is a typical example of supporting Dazhai in agriculture. Because the Inner Mongolia grassland is close to the border and adopts military control, the revolutionary committee above sent a cadre to us to take photos and report on the herdsmen's model heroic deeds. The slaughter of sheep was entertained by him. You happened to catch up, otherwise I would not be able to invite you to eat fresh mutton."

I then understood what was going on. I was happy for a long time. It turned out that it was so grand to entertain others. And it was said that pastoral areas were typical examples that supported agriculture and learned from Dazhai. Can Dazhai compare with pastoral areas? But since they wanted to capture the typical examples, we were not qualified to ask about it. It doesn’t matter whether I was in the world or not. I should be content with eating mutton.

Before it was dark, several herdsmen and educated youths nearby arrived one after another. In addition to us and the old sheepskin, there were only a total of more than twenty people, and half of them were intellectuals. Although we did not know the other educated youth, when we mentioned the identity of educated youth, they all felt like they had sex with brothers and sisters. It was similar to the old society. The common destiny made it impossible for them to get a distance between them. They got along without a long time. The sunset of the grassland at dusk was shining thousands of miles away. It was the most beautiful time. An educated youth went to borrow a camera from the cadre, and everyone took a photo together, waiting happily for the evening to have a meal.

I and Ding Sitian helped the "Old Sheepskin" to catch the sheep they were slaughtered out of the pen. I felt that I had a great time today. I saw the blood-red sunset and the mountains in the west were undulating, so I thought I was traveling far away. I told the "Old Sheepskin" that I would like to borrow a few horses tomorrow and let Sitian take us on a horse to play in the depths of the grassland.

"Old Sheepskin"'s face changed drastically when he heard this. He told me that there was no way to go there. At the end of the grassland is the Mongolian Loess Plateau, which is the area connected to the Mongolian desert. There is a place called "Baiyan Cave" deep in the grassland. Now the four olds are broken, and some things are not dared to say, but because you are all friends of this girl Sitian, you dare to tell you clearly that there is a dark demon dragon hidden in the "Baiyan Cave". The herdsmen or animals close to there have been swallowed by the Dragon Prince, and they will never go back. If it weren't for the winter famine this year, the herdsmen were worried that the animals would not have caught enough weight in autumn, otherwise they would never have grazed on the meadow so close to "Baiyan Cave". Don't ask, who would dare to take a step deep into the grassland? If the demon dragon is alarmed, I'm afraid that the heaven of immortality will not be able to bless us.

Seeing the serious statement of "Old Sheepskin", I couldn't help but find it funny. This is too nonsense. How could there be dragons on the grassland? And it is also a demon dragon that can swallow people and animals. This kind of thing may be good for fooling children. Can I believe it?

Seeing that I didn't believe it, "Old Sheepskin" talked about something I had experienced personally. Decades ago, he heard the legend of the Demon Dragon in the Mobei area for "Bayan" to shepherd the sheep on the grassland. It was so evil that the grassland near the "Baiyan Cave" became a forbidden area that was deemed to be a local herder. The animals were left there, and no one dared to look for it. Anyway, no matter whether it was a person or a horse, he would not come back after going. Once, a group of people came from the mountainous area of ​​the northeast, carrying an old large box, looking like a coffin, and didn't know what it was inside. The group of people caught the brothers of "Old Sheepskin" and held a gun and insisted that he lead the way to "Baiyan Cave". "Old Sheepskin" quietly followed behind and wanted to rescue his brother, but he didn't dare to walk inside when he followed the near "Baiyan Cave". "Old Sheepskin" didn't dare to go inside anymore. He watched his brother bring the group into it and never came out since then.

"Old Sheepskin" said confidently that he saw the black demon dragon with his own eyes, and he was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He really didn't dare to get closer. Since then, he has nightmares every night and hated himself for being timid and cowardly. Seeing his brother walking on the road to the underworld, he has no courage to rescue him.

Seeing that he was so sure, his expression was not fake, he naturally felt very sympathetic to his brother's experience, but if there was a dragon in the world, I wouldn't believe it. I shook my head and said to the "old sheepskin": "What... the dragon you saw was not taken away. I guess it might be a black giant python? Some big pythons are as thick as buckets, and they are indeed easily regarded as dragons."

"Old Sheepskin" looked at me and suddenly became solemn, and he pointed to the sky: "In this young man, do you think my old man is so old and can't even tell the difference between a snake and a dragon? How can a python go to heaven? I saw the god with my own eyes... that god is a dragon in the sky, in the sky."

(Note: Bayan - a rich man in Mongolian)
Chapter completed!