【Summer Five】Iron City Wall

After picking up Mo Zhigen, Wu Enqi didn't dare to let go for a moment, he sat in the back seat of the car and chatted with him, and asked Xia You to drive back along the main road.The underage driver had only touched the steering wheel a few times under the supervision of his father, and now he was getting more energy, driving steadily all the way, and Wutiao also followed suit in the co-pilot.

Even in the face of his old friend, Mo Zhigen still slung his face, his eyes under the messy hair were stiff and gloomy.Fortunately, Wu Enqi didn't care about his taciturnity, and he spoke up on his own, and often scolded him with a smile, asking him why he never replied to a single letter.

It wasn't until the boundless green came into view and the sky became high again that Mo Zhigen, who had lost some perception, moved his lips, looked at the green night outside the car window and said, "An Da, when did Abu leave? ?”

Wu Enqi didn't expect him to ask such a question, and was stunned for a moment.

"Abu... I didn't have it the year before last. It was a cold epidemic, and I didn't suffer much."

Mo Zhigen nodded, and there seemed to be a trace of pain in his eyes, which was so intense that it couldn't be melted away.

Back in the town, Kasiyale, who received the news early, rushed up to hug Mozhigen, tears streaming down his face, kissing his forehead and eyes, and chanting "Longevity Blessing".Wu Enqi hugged his wife silently, and the burly man's eyes were also red.

They didn't push the wheelchair, and let Mo Zhigen follow up by himself.This greatly boosted the young man's self-esteem. Even though he bit his lower lip tightly all the way, he never resisted.

"Thank you both very much." Cai Xial wiped away her tears and made a big salute with her arms around her shoulders. "Can you stay for a few days? The elders in Batu were very happy when they heard that Mo Zhigen was coming back, and suggested that the two towns hold a banquet together to celebrate the first warrior in our tribe who returned from joining the army. Now that Mo Zhigen is really coming back Now that we are home, the banquet must be indispensable, you two might as well attend together."

Xia You and Wutiao looked at each other and laughed: "No problem."

In the early morning of the next day, the news of Mo Zhigen's return from the army spread throughout the two settlements. Everyone, old and young, got busy and held a banquet on the grandest scale to welcome him.It's a District Four tradition to show the utmost respect for the Warriors.

Mo Zhigen has locked himself in his room since he returned to the grassland. Hearing this, he wanted to try his best to dissuade him, but he couldn't argue with the supporters headed by Wu Enqi, so he could only lock the door angrily and refuse to see guests.

There are not many people visiting these days. Even if there are people, most of them are old acquaintances seven years ago. Mo Zhigen can't see him.They didn't mention the injury in an unprecedented tacit understanding, they just talked eagerly about how the grassland had changed in the past few years, and they only talked about it happily, and even Mo Zhigen was too embarrassed to refuse it bluntly.

Xia You saw it, and knew that it was the kind-hearted clansmen who were trying their best to keep him from being separated: as if the military life was just a fleeting moment, and the lost legs were not enough to return home alive, and everyone just wanted to reminisce with him , be careful not to poke the sore spot.

As the banquet was approaching, they saw that everyone in the settlement was busy, so they also volunteered to help.Wu Enqi thought for a long time, and finally decided to ask Xia You to help pack the firewood, and Wutiao, who is good at riding and shooting, went hunting with the men.

Wooden slats were set up on the emerald green ground, tables and chairs were created out of thin air in the wilderness, and the gaps between the yurts were filled with the hands of everyone.Rows of colorful flags are pulled out from the silk thread, and they are entangled from the roof of one house to the other, interweaving a colorful promenade across the two towns. When the wind blows, you can hear the tinkling of silver bells, and you can see the world full of fireworks. breath.

On the day of the banquet, Mo Zhigen, who was the protagonist, was invited to the main tent early, while Wu Enqi led the teenagers on horses and galloped, saying that he would help drive sheep for more than a dozen families who were in charge of making dishes before sunset.

Xia You learns everything quickly. Although he is not as comfortable as Wutiao, he can barely control a horse.The rogue horse was also docile, and knew how to accelerate when its legs were pinched, but it wouldn't be as fast as lightning and throw the rider off with it.

Mercedes-Benz on the lush grassland, with a high sky above your head, as if the whole world is far away from you.The weeds are uneven, and sometimes a head-high one sweeps across the soles of the shoes, like the sound of hunting wind blowing past the ears, complementing the refreshing and sweet air; summer oil is rarely so relaxing, as long as you take care of yourself on horseback, you will be Shouting loudly is also a common thing, and no one will look at it differently.

From sunrise to sunset, they chased cattle and sheep, shuttled between the wanton grass and the sun.Summer oil puts your worries on the top of the green grass, basks in the scorching sun of midsummer, turns it over, and soaks in the dry and sweet "sun flavor"; when the breeze blows, it swells into a net like a balloon, undulating The ups and downs of the grass waves are filled with the melodious breath of the grassland.

Occasionally stopping to rest, Xia You would also read Wutiao.The silver-haired boy rode on a tall horse and swung his whip neatly, driving the flock of sheep into clouds, curled up softly in one place, leisurely dodging his whip.

The feather earrings rise and fall on the neck, which complements the young man's fair and slender neck.Every time Wutiao took out his sunglasses to tease the sheep, and smiled into a crescent moon, Xia You felt itchy in his heart, wanting to pull him to her side to kiss, following those beautiful, fragile lines like Ye Tan.

The ring reflected the sunlight, shining brightly like a hemp rope, tying those clear blue eyes and summer oil into a tight knot, no matter how high the sky is or how wide the sea is, it will not be loosened.

Grasslands, sunshine, cattle and sheep, and white-clothed young men, all of which are in vain, the imagery in Xia You's arms fills the mountain with every inch, miss his clean and dignified face, and a pair of smiling eyes.

As night fell, all the livestock returned to their stalls, and Wu Enqi also took them to Batu to rest their horses.

The restaurant has been opened, and a long table of dishes is placed on the long table, ranging from home-cooked stir-fry to fat and oily beef and mutton.The women used their housekeeping skills, each of them was a first-class master, and everyone who served the table was full of color, fragrance and taste, which made people's index fingers move.

There are no guests tonight, regardless of you or me; people toast and drink, pay homage to the warrior who returned from the battlefield, and hope that Changshengtian will bless him for the rest of his life.

While drinking and drinking, no one specifically highlighted Mo Zhigen's position.He was sitting among Wu Enqi and several relatives, his expression was calm, and there was no deep depression between his brows.

"It will always get better." Xia You couldn't help sighing, "He has survived the pain, and the only one who has to overcome in the future is himself."

Wutiao didn't take it seriously, and put a large piece of lamb chops into the bowl: "According to your favorite theory, 'myself' is the biggest variable and hardship in life, so it's not so easy."

"Indeed, but with the environment like this, it shouldn't be too difficult."

After a round of eating, the meaty broth was also served.Xia You was close, so he put a bowl for himself and Wutiao, and put it into the mouth with a spoon, and even the cracks of the bones were mixed with a strong fragrance.

The Batu people are keen on using wild vegetables to make big bones, and they complement each other after cooking, which is quite flavorful; I don’t know if there are some tricks in their pots and bowls.

Almost full, they left the table to digest food and stroll around by the way.Tonight, the whole town is brightly lit, and the colorful flags and fluorescent lights complement each other, embellishing the quiet prairie night appropriately without overwhelming the guests.

There is a pile of firewood one and a half tall in the center of the town, and it hasn't been lighted yet. It is estimated that some demons will be invited to dance.A girl with chestnut hair was squatting next to the woodpile, she didn't look like four or five years old, and she was drawing on the ground with a screw thicker than her wrist.

Xia You hurriedly walked over, gently pulled the girl's hand away, and pulled out the nail: "What are you doing here?"

"You stole my things!" the girl yelled, with an angry expression on her white and chubby face, "Bad guy! Give me back the paintbrush!"

Although dealing with children is a headache, it is really Xia You's forte.He looked directly at the girl's wide open eyes, and said with a serious look: "This paintbrush is not suitable for you, brother can find you a better one, okay?"

The girl threw her hands away immediately: "Strange uncle, go away! I'm not that stupid to believe that the bad guys will be sold to the black market!"

Good guy.

Wutiao walked over slowly, put his hands in his pockets, and bent down: "Aren't you stupid?"

Girl: "Of course I'm not stupid, the big brother is the one!"

The 17-year-old strange uncle laughed, and poked a screw on the five feet, with a strange expression: "Hey, what a young big brother, why are you so smart?"

Wutiao kicked up the nail, fished it into the palm of his hand, and waved at the girl: "You said you are not a fool, so why did you draw with this kind of thing? The great witch said that anyone who draws with it will be cursed—— Become a fool for the rest of your life."

The girl was in a hurry, and argued childishly: "Then, then I'll ask the great witch to undo the curse! Don't think that this will make me fall for it!"

Wutiao ignored Xia You, who was sighing madly, and said with a smile: "Okay, the big witch can break the curse, but the antidote is made of a mixture of sheep's heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney and swallow skin. You must drink a large pot of black soup. Go on. The color of the blood is so bright, it’s so beautiful, and the heart is still beating, every night..."

Before she finished speaking, the girl opened her mouth wide, and she was about to cry out with a "wow".

The challenge of teasing children, which ended in disastrous failure, finally welcomed the parents of the parties involved—a woman with a gorgeous turban ran quickly and called "Wild Rose", and the girl stopped crying and obediently followed her mother away.Of course, the woman thanked Xia You and Wutiao very much, and donated the windmill bought at the stall to them.

This episode was quickly forgotten, and as the two returned to the banquet, they immediately fell into the warm invitation of the prairie reservation project-the wine fight.The extremely high-concentration spirits were poured in separate cups, and everyone sang the drinking order in the Mongolian language of the four districts, booing with great joy.Except for the wounded Mo Zhigen and the young children, everyone had to fill up the small cup, and it was dry in one gulp!

Xia You, who has excellent living habits, has never thought about the amount of alcohol. In the past, if he wanted to drink, he would only take a few sips of beer, and he couldn't figure it out at all.In the warm atmosphere, after all, juvenile habits overcame caution, he poured his head up and filled the cup, and while receiving applause, a fire rolled through his stomach like a knife, and he was sweating all over.

Seeing him like this, Wujo followed suit curiously; his reaction was much smaller, his expression didn't change, he just frowned slightly, raised his glass to look at it, and then took another sip.Perhaps it was due to the atmosphere, they were pouring wine in front of each other, no one wanted to lose the wind, and for a while it was really a bit of a fight for wine.

After drinking for three rounds, the big bonfire was lit, and the drunken people went to the town together and sat on the ground.There is no need to arrange, there will be people who are good at singing and dancing to take the lead, and the rest of the people will follow.

Men and women danced around the bonfire, their clothes fluttering like fire, igniting the enthusiasm of the audience.The men who were already drunk out of their minds immediately roared at the top of their voices, chant to the dancers in a chaotic way; those who were still sober also bent their waists and shoulders together, and danced in the crowd.

The nomadic nature is engraved in the bones, no matter men, women, old or young, they are born with a good voice, and just humming a few tunes can reveal the boundless wind and sand.They sang and danced, the rhythm was cheerful and lively, and all the songs about heroes and anecdotes were translated and sung, and even the night sky was ignited by singing and dancing.

Xia You was a little confused, and wanted to rest on the sidelines, but was dragged into the crowd by Wutiao, and jumped up with her hands and feet.He took a closer look, only to find that there were two imperceptible blushes on the five cheeks, his eyes were watery, and his breath was hot and humid, and he seemed to be very drunk.

Against the backdrop of the bonfire, he was dressed in "human smoke" like never before, as if he had really rolled in the world.

"Jie!" Wutiao called him in a different tone, laughing so hard that his feet were shaking, "Sing! Dance!"

Xia You didn't feel drunk at all, but when she looked at Wutiao like this, she suddenly realized that she was completely drunk.He leaned forward and kissed him, and Wutiao responded with a smile, and was forced to gasp a few times, with a sweet ending.

They huddled around the campfire for a long time, swayed by the crowd, and their eyes were not very clear.In a daze, Xia You seemed to have seen Mo Zhigen, who was also sitting quietly in the crowd, his withered yellow lips slowly raised, and he fixed a faint smile.