Xiaobai is gone.

Every time he saw the mutton bones hidden for Xiaobai in the kitchen tank, Zhang Junbao felt an inexplicable sadness.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless?

After getting along for a few months, Xiaobai also looked reluctant when he left.

Every time I think of Xiaobai biting his trouser legs and not wanting to be taken away by his parents, the corners of Zhang Junbao's eyes are pantothenic.

He knew that Xiaobai must leave with the wolves, wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat, which is an immutable law of nature.

If Xiaobai wants to survive in this vast grassland, he must return to his tribe and learn how to become a wolf.

Treacherous, cunning, brave and cold-blooded, he became the king of the steppe.

Zhang Junbao ruthlessly broke Xiaobai's mouth, then rubbed his head, and watched him leave with the wolves.

After that night, neither Class 13 nor Uncle Xidu and their pastoral area were attacked by wolves again.

The animal also knows gratitude, he understands who is good for him and who is bad for him.

Da Fei said that the wolves attacked the herders probably because Xiaobai had been there.

It's just that these conclusions are no longer of much use, and Xiaobai has left.

Starting from the fourth day of the sixth lunar month every year, the five-day Naadam Conference is a grand meeting of all ethnic minorities on the grassland, and the venue of the Naadam Festival is in the Xilin Gol League, where the thirteenth class is stationed.

Before entering the sixth month of the lunar calendar, Uncle Xidu personally went to the station to inform Zhang Junbao that they were attending the Naadam Conference.

Lao Geng had already told Uncle Xidu that they would rush over on the day of the Naadam Conference.

In the early morning of the fourth day of the sixth lunar month, Zhang Junbao did not go out to train and run as usual after getting up, and the white figure was missing from his side, as if he was missing something in his heart.

Today, Lao Geng is going to lead a team to attend the Naadam Conference, because he has to walk more than 20 kilometers, so he has to set off in advance.

When Zhang Junbao was making breakfast, the veterans also appeared at the door of the kitchen.

"Squad Leader Geng, I'll stay behind today."

"And me, if Guang Yongqiang stays, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it."

Brother Qiang and Brother Xiao Ma both applied to stay and watch the house, and the others all stopped what they were doing and looked at Lao Geng.

There are not many people in Class 13, and every time someone goes out, there must be at least two people according to the regulations, and they can help each other while supervising each other.

This time, because of his participation in the Naadam Conference, Lao Geng had to lead the team to appear in order to be able to do a good job in the unity of the army and the people.

But there are still six branches and eight bars in the gun cabinet, and there is still a room full of supplies stored in the warehouse, and the oil pump buried in the ground is full of diesel, all of which need to be guarded.

Brother Xiao Ma is the deputy squad leader, Brother Qiang's leg is injured and has not fully recovered, so he is not suitable for long-distance travel, and they are indeed the best candidates to stay.

"Then you two stay."

Before leaving, Lao Geng and Brother Xiao Ma whispered for a while, but they didn't know what they were talking about.

Zhang Junbao, Da Bing and Da Fei stood together, listening to the two of them chatting, and their thoughts were not on Lao Geng.

Da Fei is a native of Inner Mongolia, and he knows much more about Naadam than Zhang Junbao.

"GI, there is wrestling on Naadam, don't you go up?"

"It depends, my back hurts these days," as he spoke, the soldier hammered his own waist.

Looking at the movements of the soldier, Zhang Junbao, who was standing behind him, felt a chill, and said in his heart: You have a backache and brag about riding a Yanpony, it's not a shame.

"If you don't go, we will be embarrassed by those Mongolian Bokeqing invitations."

"Whatever, he will be discharged from the army and go home this year, will he still come to participate next year?"

The soldier's face looked indifferent, and listening to his words, he seemed to have made up his mind to retire from the army and not to be transferred to a non-commissioned officer.

"GI, let me tell you, if the Mongolian wrestlers invite to fight, you will go up and smash them hard for me."

Lao Geng walked in front with a black face, and when he was talking to the soldier, he turned his head and glared at him, so frightened that the soldier shrank his head, and his face showed that smile again.

"Squad leader, my waist is really not good."

"I think you're desperate to be discharged from the army, and it's a little early to mention being discharged from the army, right?"

"It's not early, I've been counting the days since the Chinese New Year."

Da Fei took over Lao Geng's words, and his face also looked indifferent, and the angry old Geng's face became even darker.

"You two bastards, if you want to retire from the army, let's see if the boss lets you go."

"This year, you don't even have enough people in the same group of teaching teams, are you embarrassed?"

Lao Geng walked at the front of the team and shouted loudly, and the sound on the grassland of Nuoda shook the wilderness, and he was not afraid of being heard.

As soon as he said that, the wind blew and flew away.

Da Bing and Da Fei still have the same hippie smiling faces, and they don't answer Lao Geng's words, probably waiting for Lao Geng to dissipate his anger.

"Junbao, how are you training with the soldiers?"

Zhang Junbao, who was walking at the end of the team, was watching the three of them the veteran quarrel with relish, but he didn't expect Lao Geng to suddenly turn his gun and aim it at him.

"Squad leader, I don't know how to wrestle."

"Nonsense, I'll teach you."

Zhang Junbao wanted to escape with an aggrieved face, but he didn't expect that Lao Geng was intercepted by the soldiers before he could speak.

Seeing the soldier's appearance of muttering angrily, Zhang Junbao felt a burst of amusement.

This bear's brain is not stupid at all, and if anyone is blinded by his appearance, then he will definitely suffer a lot.

"Junbao, you go."

Seeing that the firepower was successfully transferred, Lao Geng directly made a final decision, and did not give Zhang Junbao a chance to turn the tables at all.

Da Bing and Da Fei glanced back at him from time to time, as if they were being targeted by a cheetah.

Zhang Junbao suddenly felt that when he came to participate in Naadam, he jumped into the fire pit by himself, and it was better to stay in the class to take care of the family.

"Three crazy, let me tell you, Nadamu is not only wrestling, but also has a lot of fun."

"It's like horseback archery, sheep hunting, bonfires, etc., it's quite lively."

"Squad leader, I don't know how to ride a horse, and I haven't learned archery."

"Is it important to participate?"

Da Fei glared at him with a dark face, the soldier was still smiling, seeing that the two good friends were singing red and white, Zhang Junbao could only give in.

The most hateful thing is that Lao Geng's guy actually sang Peking Opera at the front:

"I think that at the beginning, Lao Tzu's team was opened,"

"There are only a dozen people in total, and seven or eight guns."

……

As soon as I heard Lao Geng sing the battle of wits, I knew that this old guy had become a fisherman, but poor Zhang Junbao was bullied by three people, but he had no power to fight back.

"Three madness, there are a lot of beautiful women at the Naadam Conference, you know."

Looking at the soldier's obscene smile, Zhang Junbao pulled the corners of his mouth, snorted twice without smiling, and said in his heart: I know what a fart.

There are a lot of beautiful women at the Naadam Conference, but can they get along casually?

When the time comes, a big hat that destroys the unity of the army and the people will be fastened on the head, and it will not be a simple punishment.

"Junbao, there are a lot of delicious things at the conference, such as hand-caught mutton, roasted whole sheep, roasted whole beef, mare's milk wine, ......," Da Fei's voice was like bait to tempt children to commit crimes, and Zhang Junbao took the bait.