Fan Yang was sitting on a stone, guarding the stove to boil water to make instant noodles, and next to him sat Sugihara Kyoko, Dajun, Xiao Lu, and Lu Zhengshan, with canned food, bread, and instant noodles at his feet, and pointed to the side: "Sit here." ”

The old Uyghur man thanked him repeatedly, sat down, and leaned the naan against the fireside, but his eyes were fixed on the canned food and ham sausages.

Fan Yang picked open a bottle of canned beef and handed it to him.

"Thank you, thank you. A pair of black hands, reaching out to pick the beef inside, eating very embarrassed, Sugihara Kyoko couldn't look at it, handed him a plastic fork.

Another old Uyghur man, seeing that this man had something to eat, also followed, watching him eat canned beef.

Fan Yang smiled, opened a can and handed it to him.

When the two of them finished eating, Fan Yang asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious, delicious, thank you. ”

"What's your name?"

"Azeli, Azeli Reim. ”

The other replied: "Abdul Reim." ”

"You two are still in your own family?"

"We are brothers. ”

After eating the canned food, Ai Zeli still glanced over here, Fan Yang took a ham sausage, skewered it on the iron skewer and handed it to him: "Just roast it on the stove." ”

Ai Zeli thanked him repeatedly, probably unable to find any way to reciprocate, took out a box of Mo He cigarettes from his belt, wrapped one and handed it to Fan Yang.

"Hehe, I don't smoke this, where are you from?"

"Kashgar. ”

"Kashgar, you came here to beg for a living?"

"It's hard to make money, it's hard to earn. ”

"Why don't you dig up jade?"

Ai Zeli shook his head again and again: "I'm too tired to dig it." ”

"Are you tired of doing porterage?"

"This one is not tiring. ”

"How much do you earn in a day?"

"I can earn 5 dollars. ”

Fan Yang smiled, chatting with Ai Zeli with or without a match, it was still quite interesting, and it didn't take long for Ai Zeli to take out the foundation.

The two brothers are the same, they haven't read a book for a day, and the family relies on more than 100 sheep, which is only enough to live.

The army said next to him: "More than 100 sheep are still okay, why don't you herd the sheep well?"

Ai Zeli shook his head: "There is no interest in herding sheep, and there is a future for coming out to work." ”

Makes everyone laugh.

The army said: "There is no future for herding sheep, let's raise more." ”

Xiao Lu said: "The situation here is different, the area of the grassland is very limited, and it is desertification every year, and there is less grass on people's heads, so there are very few cattle here, they are too edible, and they don't need to plow the fields, so it is good to raise more than 100 sheep." ”

"I see. Dajun nodded and understood: "Sheep are not worth much, there is still a big difference between this side and Qinghai-Tibet, the herdsmen over there are rich, and it is normal for a herdsman to have one or two hundred yaks." ”

Xiao Lu smiled: "Have you stayed in Qinghai-Tibet?"

"Well, I stayed for two years, and I went as far as Metuo, and I went to Lhasa a few times. ”

Xiao Lu nodded and said: "It's okay over there, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the grassland is sufficient, but this side is different, there are Gobi Deserts everywhere, except for a few basin oases, the life of the common people is really difficult, those places in Kashgar, if you want to plant an acre of land, you have to turn over a few mountains to dig up enough soil, all rely on sheep manure to raise the soil, compost will take two or three years, and the raised land can only grow one season of wheat a year, and irrigation is also a problem, so this situation will be." ”

Saying that the water was boiling, Xiao Lu took out two boxes of instant noodles from his feet, soaked them in the two old men, and handed one box to each of them.

Turning his head to Fan Yang, he said: "When I get to Bole, I'll buy two buckets of noodles to make up for it, it's not easy for two old men, so help if you can." ”

The two old men thanked each other again, holding the hot instant noodles, and Ai Zeli's eyes were a little moist.

Xiao Lu sighed with emotion: "There are many poverty alleviation projects in the country, and they are often carried out, but it is difficult to see results, because of this wind and sand." ”

Now in May and June, the weather is already very warm, but the ice cracks on the two hands are sandwiched with black blood scabs and red blood streaks, black and swollen, like frostbite in winter.

Fan Yang asked, "Why are your hands like this?"

Azeri replied, "Shave salt." ”

Xiao Lu said: "The salt of Abbey Lake, there is a salt lake over there, specialty salt and miscanthus salt, the entire Xinyi salt is supplied here, the whole Jinghe County is a salt factory, it is the pillar industry here, and the reduced lake area is all salt." ”

Xiao Lu wiped it on his head casually, and got a layer of white ash: "If there is a lack of anything here, there is no shortage of salt." ”

"What about Alashankou, how is the economic situation?"

Xiao Lu's face turned grim: "Even poorer, if it weren't for the convenience of the railway passing through Alashankou, there would be no industry there." ”

An hour or two passed, and it was completely dark, and the wind began to blow slowly again.

The crowd didn't dare to stop any longer, so they hurriedly put away the barbecue stove and returned to the three Toyotas.

The wind came so fast that there was only a little movement just now, and then it was whining again.

Wait for the wind to come with trepidation.

At this time, there was a beam of light outside the window, and if you looked closely, it was the light of a flashlight, and the Mu Slin family, the man was holding a blanket and playing a flashlight, and the woman was holding two children, and they rushed down to the Gobi Desert and laid down the blanket under such a dangerous situation, which seemed to have advanced the evening service.

When the carpet is laid out, it is still in a hurry, and you can lie on the ground, but you are meticulous in worship.

Kyoko Sugihara, who was next to her, covered her mouth: "They're so dangerous." ”

Xiao Lu also said: "The beliefs of these people are really incomprehensible, I have seen a flood with my own eyes, and the water is up to my feet, and I insist on finishing the service." ”

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the two children were already blowing to their knees, and Kyoko Sugihara shouted, "Why don't they come back?

Fan Yang shook his head: "Forget it, they won't get up if the week is not finished." ”

A carload of people watched as a family on the Gobi Desert spent several minutes in the wind before completing a full set of prayers before rushing back to their car.

Fan Yang was holding a blanket in his hand, and Sugihara Kyoko was sitting on his right hand, the two were very close, and they could clearly feel Sugihara Kyoko's body temperature and heartbeat.

Neither dared to turn their heads to look at each other.

In this dark carriage, the wind outside blew for a while, stopped for a while, and slowed down, as if a bigger storm was brewing.

In the embarrassment, it was Yang Mei in the front row who broke the silence: "Why did they run so far to worship?"

Xiao Lu said: "I am afraid of someone in front of me, the more devout Muslin has higher requirements for the place of worship, he has a fixed process, standing, kneeling, prostrating, and reciting scriptures, at least for a few minutes, and no one can pass in front of him at this time." ”

"What kind of god is Allah whom they worship, and do they have any myths?"

Xiao Lu shook his head and said, "I don't know very well about this." ”

Emilia in the driver's seat said, "It's God, too." ”

Kyoko Sugihara also had a questioning face.

Fan Yang took over: "Well, it's God, there are three main schools of Western mythology, Greek mythology, Norse mythology, and God." ”

The sweetheart began to speak, and Kyoko Sugihara looked at Fan Yang with a gentle face: "Do you know this?"

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