January in southern Xinjiang is expected to be cold and windy. The sky is about to dawn, the air is draped in a wedding dress, white and vast, the whole world, quiet in hibernation, as far as the eye can see, ice trees and silver flowers. The weeping willow branches, the poplar tops, and the tips of the withered grass are all inlaid with ice diamonds. The world in the fairy tale, but there is only one less Snow White.

After Min Haoran finished washing, he walked to the door of the dormitory to wipe off the ice slag on the motorcycle seat, and rode the motorcycle to the eleventh village early in the morning, because today is the propaganda day, all the villagers must gather, and Min Haoran wants to preach the party's policy of benefiting the people to the masses. It just so happened that today was the bazaar day again, and if I didn't gather earlier, the villagers all went to the bazaar (to catch the market).

Visiting the bazaar is a special hobby of the Uygur people, because there are all kinds of daily necessities and melons and fruits on the bazaar, which are dazzling and very complete. Every bazaar day, the villagers drag their families to the bazaar, even if they don't buy anything, they will bring ten white eggs to the bazaar to exchange for five red eggs to eat. Anyway, if you go, you have to consume.

Last night's dew was heavy, the fog was heavy, and a thin layer of ice formed on the asphalt road. Min Haoran rode his motorcycle towards the village, with a thin layer of ice on his body and white water droplets on his eyelashes.

Due to the icy road and slippery road, the vision is not good, at a sharp turn, Min Haoran braked, a dozen directions, the motorcycle rushed out of the road, fell into the wheat field.

Min Haoran wanted to stand up, but he stood up and fell down again. The foot hurts and doesn't listen to the call. "Damn, I won't break my foot. Min Haoran scolded painfully.

Min Haoran called Yingerguli, and Yingerguli called an ambulance to send Min Haoran to the County People's Hospital, and was busy handling the hospitalization procedures for Min Haoran.

Min Haoran's fall was not light, and he really fractured his left leg. During his time in the hospital, Xu Jiao naturally took on the task of taking care of Min Haoran.

On this day, just as Xu Jiao was helping Min Haoran to the bathroom, Yingerguli jumped and knocked on the door with fruit. Seeing that Min Haoran and Xu Jiao were intimate, his cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and he put down the fruit and left with a few words.

A woman's sixth sense is very sensitive. Yingergul guessed that the person who supported Min Haoran must be his target, and after leaving the ward, his heavy legs were weak and weak, and he sat sadly under the rain pavilion in the hospital and sobbed.

She didn't know that Min Haoran already had a lover, and she always thought that Min Haoran liked her in her heart, but she hadn't confessed yet. Yingergul suddenly felt that life had lost its meaning, her heart was empty, her eyes were gloomy, and she didn't know where to go.

There have been many people who have pursued her, but she politely refused, just because she had Min Haoran in her heart. Yingerguli had thought about confessing to Min Haoran several times, but when she first got involved in love, she swallowed back the words to her mouth, she wanted to wait for Min Haoran to speak, looking forward to Min Haoran's happy moment of "I like you".

"I'm going to fight for it, love is selfish, I can't give it up. As long as he's not married, I'll have a chance, and I'm sure he likes me too. Yingergul thought silently in her heart, wiped away the tears from her face, and returned to the hometown of Poserab in a daze.

"Do you like Yingergul a lot?" Xu Jiao asked Min Haoran who was lying on the hospital bed while peeling apples. During this time, Yingerguli often came to the hospital to visit Min Haoran, and Xu Jiao was naturally unhappy.

Women are delicate and can read minds, Xu Jiao saw that Yingerguli's concern for Min Haoran exceeded that of ordinary ordinary friends, and her words and demeanors were affectionate.

"Don't talk nonsense, she's my colleague, she's a nice person, and she's still my Uyghur teacher. Besides, with you, how dare I like others. Min Haoran took Xu Jiao's peeled apple and said playfully.

"So you dare to like someone else when I'm not there, she comes to see you twice in three days, I think she has a few meanings to you. Do you also like her, flirting with her behind my back every day in the township, recruit from the truth, or I will castrate you. Xu Jiao took the fruit knife of peeling apples and shook it in front of Min Haoran's eyes, staring at Min Haoran with angry eyes.

"Don't, don't, you're serious. Yingergul's parents saved my life, she called me Akang, and it was natural for my sister to care about my brother. Min Haoran pretended to be frightened, gently pushed away the fruit knife in front of him, and told Xu Jiao about Yingerguli's parents saving him.

"Well, I'll believe you once, just once. I can see that Yingergul likes you very much, you have to be in good measure, otherwise, the knife will serve you. After Xu Jiao finished speaking, she shook the fruit knife coquettishly in front of Min Haoran.

Break your muscles and bones for 100 days. Min Haoran couldn't wait for his feet to be completely well, so he went to work on crutches. Every time he went to the village, he asked Yingergul to ride him on a motorcycle. During this time, Yingerguli often asked her mother to stew mutton to replenish Min Haoran's body.

Since Min Haoran was discharged from the hospital, Yingerguli has taken more and more care of Min Haoran, helping him wash clothes, wash quilts, and clean the house, which is beyond the scope of an ordinary friend. Min Haoran's feet are completely healed, and Yingergu is still the same.

But Min Haoran looked uncomfortable. First, Yingergul has to go to work and help his parents take care of the house, and he can't bear it. Second, I am also afraid that the gossip of the township cadres will affect me for the time being, and it will ruin Yingerguli's reputation, the key is that the fruit knife in Xu Jiao's hand is also cold.

Yingerguli was anxious, afraid that if she didn't confess again, Min Haoran would have to talk about marriage with Xu Jiao, and there would be no chance at all.

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"Lift your hijab, and let me see your eyebrows, which are thin and long, like the crescent moon in the tree······ Lift your hijab, let me see your eyes, your eyes are bright and bright, like the autumn waves······· I lifted your hijab and let me see your face, which is red and round, like an apple in autumn······ Lift your hijab, let me see your mouth, your mouth is red and small, like the new cherry of May······" ("Lift Your Hijab")

In March of this year, it was the Uyghur Gulbang Festival. The festival of Gulbang is also known as Eid al-Adha, Erd Festival.

On the day of the Gulbang Festival, the housewives of every household are busy, making a large number of fried dumplings and a variety of exquisite dim sum. The men bought the livestock in advance, and after killing, they stewed large pieces of meat with bones in a pot and began to worship each other.

In this kind of ceremonial worship activities, except for the elderly people of both husband and wife, the husband and wife go together, other worship activities are often carried out in groups of three or five, and men and women are separated.

This is a bit like the Spring Festival in Jiangnan in the past, generally before the fifteenth day of the first month, men greet each other, and after the fifteenth day of the first month, women pay mutual New Year's greetings. It's just that now everyone is busy, and there is not so much attention.

In addition to congratulating and greeting each other, the festival also has to eat and drink together, play and sing together for entertainment.

On the day of the Gulbang Festival, Yingerguli was also dressed up very charmingly, coupled with a little light makeup, Sai Ruo Tianxian invited Min Haoran to his house as a guest. Min Haoran was also thrilled to see such a strange Ayilik (beautiful) Yingerguli, and peeked a few more times from time to time to nourish his eyes.

Eating at home together, there are also Yingergul's two younger brothers. Yingergul's eldest brother Abdul Rahman is doing a small business of running a little needle and thread brain in the bazaar, and the younger brother has just opened a hardware store in the county town with the help of his family. Despite the family's poor financial situation, on the day of the Gul Bang Festival, the family prepared very richly, and the coffee table was full.

Yingergul can sing and dance, the two younger brothers play Dongbula, the other plays Ajik, and Maimaitijiang plays the tambourine, so it is not lively.

After three rounds of drinking, Yingerguli sang "Lift Your Hijab" and invited Min Haoran to dance a Xinjiang dance.

Yingergul's dancing is particularly good. Her body branches are as beautiful as willow blown by the wind, and the two small dimples on her cheeks are filled with water, transforming into neon lights, passing by Min Haoran from time to time, wafting with bursts of body fragrance. The affectionate eyebrows and occasional physical touches melted Min Haoran's heart.

"Akang, I've been waiting for your words for a long time. Late at night, the family went to sleep, Yingerguli called Min Haoran to sit on the earthen kang outside the room, rubbed his palms and looked at Min Haoran affectionately and said.

"It's so mysterious, what words have kept you waiting for a long time. Min Haoran avoided Yingergul's gaze. He had drunk a lot of wine today, and he was afraid of Yingergul's seductive eyes.

"You like me too, don't you, why don't you say it?" Yingerguli mustered up the courage to stand up and stand in front of Min Haoran as if she were forced to the palace.

"Silly girl, you are my Ukang (sister), of course I like you, but not the kind of like you think. You know that I have someone I love, your sister Xu Jiao is very good to me, it is impossible between me and you. Min Haoran also stood up slowly, gently pinched the tip of Yingerguli's nose, and then put his hands on Yingerguli's shoulders, like a child who has not grown up.

"No, I feel that you don't like me like your sister like you do, you love me, right? Akang, I've been waiting for you to say you love me. After Yingerguli finished speaking, she suddenly hugged Min Haoran and buried her head deep in Min Haoran's arms.

"Don't be like this, it's really impossible between us, I love Xu Jiao, she is all I have, I can't do without her. Are you in a hurry to get married, brother will introduce you to one?" Min Haoran was caught off guard by Yingerguli's hug. Mu stayed for a while and gently pushed Yingergul away, but Yingerguli hugged her tighter, so she tried to resolve the embarrassment with jokes.

"No, you lied to me, I know you like me. Is it okay for you to leave Sister Xu Jiao, I will be good to you like Sister Xu Jiao, and I will do better than her. Akang, I can't do without you, my soul was lost when you were gone, and I couldn't sleep late at night when I think of you every day. Promise me to leave Sister Xu Jiao, okay?" Yingerguli raised her head and looked at Min Haoran with affection, still holding Min Haoran tightly with both hands, for fear that if she let go Min Haoran flew away like an eagle.

"Wukang, you think that love is a sesame seed that falls on the ground, pick it up when you want it, and discard it when you don't want it, then one day I like other girls, it's okay to abandon you, if you love someone, you have to be responsible for a person for a lifetime. You are a good girl, you are so beautiful, so well-behaved, you will definitely find someone who is genuine to you. Obedient, it's not early, Ataana and they are all asleep, we will rest early, and we will get up early to go to work tomorrow. Min Haoran slowly untied Yingerguli's little hand from behind, and coaxed Yingerguli in the tone of a big brother.

Yingergul let go of her hand and turned her back shyly, "I won't give up." With that, he lifted the curtain and went into his room.

Seeing Yingergul enter the room angrily, Min Haoran reluctantly entered the house and climbed onto the earthen kang, leaning on Yingerguli's younger brother and lying on the mattress that Yingerguli's mother had laid for him. Usually, Min Haoran occasionally spends the night at Maimaitijiang's house, and Yingerguli's mother is accustomed to laying a mattress for him.

Early the next morning, Min Haoran got up from the kang with a heavy head and walked into the yard, where Yingergul was pouring water on the ground and cleaning the yard.

"Morning, Wukang, I drank too much last night, I don't remember anything, it's a shame, I'll go to the countryside now. After Min Haoran finished speaking, he walked to the bucket beside Yingerguli, scooped up the scoop of water as if nothing had happened, and wiped his face to hide his embarrassment.

"Akang, don't worry, my mother has made a dough sheet, and I'll serve it for you. Yingergul pretended to be nonchalant and walked towards the kitchen.

"No, I have to hurry to the township, there is a morning meeting in the morning, and some work has to be arranged, it's too late. Min Haoran said and wiped the water off his face with his hands.

"Alright then, I'll go with you, you wait for me. Inguli answered, turned and walked back to the living room.

"You take these home and eat them. Yingerguli came out of the living room with a plastic bag and handed it to Min Haoran, which contained steamed dumplings, walnuts, pistachios, red dates, etc.

In late spring and March, the sun is charming, and the sun and ocean breeze are warm. Rows and rows of apricot blossoms on the side of the road shyly attract bees and butterflies.

The apricot blossoms are white, with pink beads in the stamens. Where the wind blows, the petals are elegant, swaying and swaying happily, sprinkled on the ground, dressed up with the foreign atmosphere of spring.

The earth in spring does not pretend to be lazy, some are filled with wheat seedlings, some hold out green shoots, some are covered with white film, and some are ready to be sown, just for the autumn harvest.

Although spring in southern Xinjiang comes a little later than in the mainland, a couple takes wedding photos in a sea of apricot blossoms. The bride pulled a bunch of flower branches and held them in front of her nose, and the groom happily looked sideways behind him, letting the apricot blossoms fall in the rain.

"My wedding photos with Xu Jiao will also be taken here in the future. Min Haoran thought to himself, a trace of sweetness moistened his heart.

"If one day I also put on a white wedding dress, snuggle up to Min Haoran's chest, and wander in this sea of flowers, how happy it would be. This situation and this scene also brought Yingerguli into the realm of dreams, like a spring breeze, reverie.

"Akang, I really like you. Touching the scene, sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, Yingerguli's heart rippled, and she couldn't help but slowly put her hand into Min Haoran's waist from behind, buried her head gently on Min Haoran's back, and said softly.

"Wukang, don't make trouble, let's hurry to the township, or we'll be late. Min Haoran subconsciously freed up one hand to remove Yingergul's hand. Inguli quickly retracted her hand like a frightened bird, silent.

Yingergul thought that Min Haoran must also like her, if there was no Xu Jiao, Min Haoran would definitely accept her true love. It's just that God made people, time was out of order, and Xu Jiao walked in front of her. It is also the first time that she loves someone who is so obsessed and arrogant, she loves her heart thoroughly, and she can let go of everything nakedly, as long as Min Haoran is by her side.

Yingerguli mustered up the greatest courage in her life to confess to Min Haoran, because, even if Min Haoran accepted herself, she only took a small first step, and the marriage between the Uygurs and the Han people was not absent in the countryside at that time, but it was as difficult as the sky. But she wanted to try, wanted to break through this narrow concept of marriage, and wanted to pursue her love and happiness, so the pursuit of love did not stop because of Min Haoran's refusal.

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"Secretary Min, hurry up...... Coming to you, Joan Sibald (something is wrong). Early in the morning, the phone of Dawuti, the secretary of the eleventh village branch, was urgently called to Min Haoran. Min Haoran stepped on the motorcycle and eagerly rushed to the eleventh village.

"Secretary Min, the village committee of Tulu Tulu Dihan (many farmers) is here, and the emotions are very excited, what should I do?" Dawuti tiptoed and looked up from time to time. When he saw Min Haoran from afar, Dawuti clasped his head with his left hand, for fear that the flower hat on his head would fly off, and hugged his stomach with his right hand, worried that the fat inside would be thrown out, and he trotted all the way to meet him.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with the villagers?" Min Haoran didn't know what was going on, parked the motorcycle, shook Dawuti's soft and thick hand like a bear's paw, and hurriedly asked.

"Dihan said that their fertilizer was fake, and the cotton was puffy after applying fertilizer in previous years...... The ground is long, and there is no reflection this year. If it doesn't work, they say go to petition. Tago leaned back and gasped in advance. After Dawuti was taught a lesson by Min Haoran last time, he was much more restrained.

"Where did the villagers buy the fertilizer?"

"The village committee bought it for them. ”

"Where did the village committee buy it from?"

"Before the Gur Gang Festival, a boss came with a cart of fertilizer, the price was cheap, so the village bought some first, and then sold it to Dihan when the cotton seedlings were jointed. ”

"Where's the boss?"

"This ······" Dawuti was silent.

Min Haoran hurriedly walked to the office of the village committee, understanding the origin of the matter as he walked. Dawut stumbled behind Min Haoran with broken steps. As Min Haoran was flying, Dawut's heavy legs were like wooden mallets hitting the drum, shaking the ground and spitting hot air in his mouth.

"Folks, don't quarrel, tell me something. Seeing more than 100 villagers chattering and huddled in the courtyard of the village committee, Min Haoran couldn't help but be startled, so he squeezed through the cracks in the crowd and stood on a pier stacked with bricks to stabilize the mood of the masses in Uyghur. Under the 'training' of Yingergul, Min Haoran is no longer a problem in daily dialogue in Uyghur.

"No, we have to return the money, and we won't leave if we don't refund the money today. ”

"Not only do you have to return the money, but you also have to compensate for the loss. Now the cotton is hungry, and the fake fertilizer can't grow after eating. ”

"Someone must have taken someone else's favor to buy us fake fertilizer. Be sure to find out this person. ”

Villagers, you and I are noisy and noisy.

"Folks, everyone be quiet, there are too many people like you to solve the problem, you send three trustworthy representatives to talk to me, and the others go back, how about it?" Min Haoran stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to calm down.

"No, we won't leave until the problem is solved. "Everyone didn't appreciate it, they were still emotional.

"Bode (good), Secretary Min, I can trust you. At this time, an older man made a downward motion with both hands, it should be an old party member with high prestige, signaled everyone not to speak, and then stepped forward to hold Min Haoran's hand and continued: "Secretary Min, we believe in you, your life was saved by the people in the village, and I believe that you will make decisions for everyone." ”

The villagers listened to the old man's words, and the noisy voices slowly subsided, and three old party members were recommended as representatives, and the others gradually dispersed.

"Please believe me, you can rest assured, I will solve it as soon as possible, you are party members, you must do a good job in mass work when you go back, and don't do wrong things that disturb society. After the villager representative finished talking about the cause and effect of the incident, Min Haoran asked the villager representative to take him to the cotton field to inspect it. It should have bought fake fertilizer, and Min Haoran comforted several representatives to go back.

When Yingergul got the news, she also hurried to the village.

Min Haoran questioned what was going on with Tatsugo. Dawuti no longer dared to hide it, saying that the boss who sent the fertilizer was introduced by Secretary Tang Jiangbei. Min Haoran heard that it was introduced by Tang Jiangbei, and thought that there must be an article in it, but he looked helpless for a while, and he didn't know how to solve this problem, so he angrily dragged the iron stool next to him and sat in the center of the courtyard without saying a word.

"Secretary Min, don't take it too seriously, the problem will always be solved, and it's not a big deal. Seeing Min Haoran's brows furrowed and sulking, Yingerguli walked up to him to comfort him. At work, Yingerguli still calls Min Haoran his position.

"Isn't it a big deal? Yingergul, I'm going to criticize you, the common people are counting on a good harvest of cotton after their hard work, this is a big thing, and it is related to the livelihood of the people for a year. If the harvest is not good, the villagers will have to suffer from cold and hunger, do you understand?" Min Haoran was in a very bad mood, and he didn't care about Yingerguli's feelings, and roared loudly.

Seeing that Min Haoran was so angry, Dawut was afraid of being trained, and his neck shrank and he didn't know where to slip away.

Min Haoran grew up in the countryside. He knew that for a farmer's family, the crops were all part of a family, and he relied on the crops to eat, drink, and Lazar. However, this issue involves Tang Jiangbei, and Tang Jiangbei knows if there is anything famous here.

"There are too many messy things like this in the countryside, and everyone is not surprised, what are you angry at me. Yingergul was so aggrieved that she was about to cry.

"Tell me what else you want, don't our cadres serve the people, and if there is a problem, we will solve it. Min Haoran felt that it was wrong to be angry at Yingergul, leaned back in the chair and looked at Yingergul guiltily and said, his tone relaxed a lot.

"Our township ploughing, sowing, fertilizing, purchasing seeds, and watering are all under centralized and unified management, and these tasks are all in the hands of rural cadres. Yingerguli felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, and also dragged a stool to sit in front of Min Haoran, and simply put her heart out and shook Min Haoran off what she knew, what she saw, and what she thought, and it was really aggrieved to do it like this.

What is the purpose of going to school, what is the purpose of being a cadre, and what is it to make ends meet? Wasn't the dream of the past lofty, where was the original long-cherished wish to serve the people, and was it so deceived and deceived to realize the value of life?

"I'm sorry Yingergul, I was so angry just now, I shouldn't be angry at you, and if you have any other reputation, tell me about it. Min Haoran realized that he had lost his temper, so he apologized to Yingerguli, and at the same time felt that Yingerguli had a stomach full of grievances and a stomach of bitterness to vomit, so he asked her to say it all.

"The tractor driver does not give gifts to the village cadres, and the tractor is an iron lump at home. Whoever doesn't give gifts to the cadres in charge of water can only be watered last in their land, and in the end it is not known whether there is water or not. Let the villagers pay for the fertilizer, and the ghost knows whether the fertilizer has been applied to the ground. Yingergul said angrily.

In addition to being open-minded, the main thing is to rest assured of Min Haoran, otherwise how dare she say these words. Not only is her future dragged into the hands of some people, but the fate of her family is also dragged into the hands of others.

"How do you know so much about such a thing?" Min Haoran asked in surprise the more he listened.

"My family has been farming all my life, and from birth to death, I can't plead with the village cadres for anything? Look at which cadre in our village does not have herds of cattle and sheep, which village cadre's house is not the best in the village, and which village cadre's house does not have two or three large mechanical machines. Where did they get their money, did they get rich through hard work, or did they fly from the sky?" said Ingul with anger on her brow.

Seeing the anger of the villagers, I was also very aggrieved, especially when I saw my parents running to the village cadres' houses with cigarettes, alcohol and gifts from time to time, my heart ached inexplicably. Anyway, it has already been said, there are no outsiders here, Yingergul simply shook off while the iron was hot.

"Is it that complicated? Don't be alarmist. Min Haoran stood up and asked questioningly.

"You will gradually learn that if the villagers do not have a good relationship with the village cadres, they will be bullied in the village, and they can only stand aside if there is any benefit. These village cadres have a very good relationship with the township leaders, often eating and drinking together, and giving some gifts during the New Year's holidays, and the township leaders will turn a blind eye. Township leaders gang up and take care of each other, and no one will break this relationship. Yingergul's mood calmed down a little and said indifferently.

"Why didn't I feel it?" Min Haoran still didn't want to believe it, thinking that Yingergul was just talking about hearsay.

"You haven't been here for a long time, do you still remember the trick that Deputy Township Chief Bian gave you? You just haven't integrated into this kind of relationship, otherwise, how could you be in a backward state in the work of grass manure and fodder silage? If they had treated you as their own, they would have reminded you what to do. Yingerguli directly pointed out the dirty case of Bian Yinglong's treatment of Min Haoran, just to point to Min Haoran's menstrual cramps.

Min Haoran was silent.

"Let's go, go to your house, I want to have a drink with Atta. After a long time, Min Haoran calmed down his mentality and pulled up Yingerguli, who was still sulking.

"You're a Zabayi (drunkard) who knows all day long to come to my house and drink together. Yingergul got up and patted the dust off her buttocks, muttering.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the village, you can go home by yourself, I don't want to be 'Zabayi'. Min Haoran let go of Yingergul's hand, got on the motorcycle and pretended to go first.

"You?" said Yingergul stomped her foot in anger.

"Tease you, silly girl, why are you still stunned, let's go, go home. Min Haoran whistled at the back of the car and motioned for Yingerguli to sit down.