Lin Zijiao didn't speak loudly, with a little annoyance: "Whoever has a good relationship with him, we are just ordinary classmates!"

Under the light, Yin Xiuli noticed that Lin Zijiao's expression was ugly, stuck out her tongue, and said in a low voice: "Don't be angry, I'm joking, but you had a really good relationship with him before, didn't he give you back the candy in the morning?"

As soon as she said this, Lin Zijiao remembered that there was still candy given to her by Hao Nanren in her schoolbag.

She stopped, took out the candy paper bag from her schoolbag, and turned around in Yin Xiuli's surprised gaze: "Hao Nanren, your sugar will be returned to you." ”

Hao Nanren came out of the shadows of the house behind, grinned innocently, and showed two rows of white teeth: "Lin Zijin, you can keep it and eat, I specially brought it to you." ”

Lin Zijiao put the candy paper bag on the ground, pulled Yin Xiuli to turn around and leave, and threw down a sentence: "Classmate Hao Nanren, your sugar is here, please take it." ”

Her steps were very fast, Yin Xiuli was pulled by her and almost couldn't keep up with her, but she was excited: "Well done Lin Zijin, this guy is too thick-skinned, I have long seen him unpleasant!"

As she spoke, Yin Xiuli turned around to see Hao Nanren's reaction, but saw the young man in a big cotton jacket standing alone under the street lamp, picking up the candy paper bag on the ground, looking dazed and at a loss.

Yin Xiuli suddenly felt a little pity for him.

It wasn't until he returned to the gate of the grain station compound that Lin Zijiao quietly glanced back.

Hao Nanren stopped and looked at her blankly.

Without saying a word, she turned around and went home.

I'm sorry, but I'm not the girl you like. So it can't be a response to your enthusiasm.

It was almost ten o'clock when I got home, and Lin Zishu hadn't slept yet, and was sitting on the kang making shoes.

Seeing Lin Zijiao's ugly face, she was a little worried, and asked a few words, but Lin Zijiao didn't want to talk about it, but just diverted the topic, picked up another shoe placed on the kang, and asked her sister who the shoes were made for.

"Of course, it's the New Year's shoes made for the eldest brother, and then yours after making his, your shoes are red and floral. ”

Lin Zishu looked at the girl and smiled: "Big brother's feet are too big, and the soles of his shoes are several more laps than others, or your shoes are easy to make, saving fabric and labor." ”

Lin Zijiao couldn't help but laugh and said: "In the afternoon, you still thought I was stupid, I didn't think I was as smart as my brother, and then you knew that I was good." ”

The day of the Wulin Banner Shajin Sumu's subordinate, Stugacha.

Lin Weiguo, who is smart and big-footed, is in the yurt of the old shepherd Baoyin's house at the moment, with a wolfskin mattress under him and a plate of cheese in his hand.

Compared with the yurt of the educated youth, the yurt of Baoyin's house is very warm, full of the strong smell of goat's milk.

I don't know if it's because of this fishy smell or the psychological effect, in short, Lin Weiguo feels very relieved here.

Wulinqi is more than 400 kilometers away from Lin Weiguo's hometown of Jinhai City.

In the pastoral areas of Province N, the "banner" is similar to the administrative unit at the county level; the "sumu" is similar to the administrative unit at the township level; and as for the gacha, it is naturally a unit at the brigade level.

Daddy Baoyin went out early in the morning to check on the sheep and never came home, and his wife Saren Lao Eji was boiling milk tea.

Saren Lao Eji was in his sixties, wearing a navy blue Mongolian robe with greasy placket.

Her body was still strong, with high cheekbones, narrowed eyes, wrinkles on her face as if they had been carved with a knife, and gray hair neatly pulled into a bun at the back of her head.

She scooped up the milk tea in the copper pot with a large copper spoon, raised it high, and then slowly poured it back into the pot, so that the milk tea in the pot could keep boiling without overflowing.

The milky yellow milk tea forms a thin stream in the air and falls into the boiling pot, exuding a rich milky aroma.

A gust of cold wind rushed in, and Daddy Baoyin carried two gray hares into the door, threw the rabbits in the corner casually, and looked at Lin Weiguo.

"Well, I'm not as warm as your yurt here, and if you have charcoal, I'll burn some cow dung and branches here. ”

Daddy Baoyin asked, and sat down opposite Lin Weiguo. The educated youth point burns coal in winter, and Sumu Gachali distributes coal to the educated youth according to the capitation, and ordinary herdsmen do not have this treatment.

Baoyin, an old herdsman, is over 60 years old, with high cheekbones typical of the Mongolian people, and a pair of narrow and sharp eagle eyes.

Blown by the wind of the prairie all year round, his bare face, neck and hands were dark and old, in stark contrast to the old man's sturdy figure.

Compared with his sturdiness, Lin Weiguo, who was half-lying on a wolf's skin mattress, looked as weak as a newborn lamb, although he was also one meter seven or eight tall.

Lin Weiguo smiled and got up, and didn't answer the question of whether it was warm or not, but first asked about the situation outside: "How is Dad, has the snow melted outside?"

Bao Yin shook his head, took the big bowl of milk tea handed over by the old woman, took a sip before saying, "The snow has melted partly, but the situation is still not good, and if it continues like this, the livestock will get sick." ”

As he spoke, Bao Yin turned to the old woman and said, "Pack up the two rabbits and cook them in a pot."

It's a hell of a day, the snow covers the grass tightly, and the rabbit is so thin that I don't bother to kill it if it hadn't hit my feet. ”

The old woman brought Lin Weiguo a bowl of milk tea, silently took a sheep's horn knife, sat in the corner and began to skin and disembowel the rabbit.

The door of the yurt was lifted again, and a young man came in with his neck bent and shouted, "You are eating good food on my back again!

As he spoke, he strode in, and first asked the old Eji in the corner, "Eji Sebenuo" (good old mother) in half-intelligible Mongolian.

Then he unceremoniously sat next to Baoyin's father, looked at the wolf skin mattress under Lin Weiguo's buttocks, and immediately moved over, arched Lin Weiguo aside with his buttocks, and sat down.

This is a young man in his early twenties, with dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, grinning so much that he shows a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and his whole body is full of what the proverb says "bandits".

When Lao Eji saw him, there was a smile in his eyes, he wiped his hands on his shabby robe, and went back to scoop another bowl of milk tea and handed it to the visitor.

"Weidong, take a sip of milk tea to warm up first. The old woman's Chinese language was very jerky and awkward, and when she had finished speaking, she went to the corner to clean up the two gray-yellow rabbits.

Wei Dong took the milk tea, said thank you with a smile, and took a big sip impatiently.

Old Eji looked at him and swallowed the words that were carefully burned.

Daddy Baoyin scolded Wei Dong with a smile: "You wolf cub, there is still a lot of milk tea in the pot, drink it so anxiously and be careful." ”

Wei Dong waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile: "Dad, don't you often say, aren't you afraid of freezing your mouth and getting hot, and you're afraid of being hot when you drink milk tea, what else do I call a wolf cub, it's better to call it lamb instead!"