The cold wind on the grassland was blowing, and Meng Yining wore a thin red dress, like a blooming wildflower. She pulled the horse and stepped on the grass with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Her hair was coarse and rough and tied up with a hemp rope, which actually highlighted her face of Yanrong blood, and she really looked like a beauty on the prairie. She walked towards the tent and the grassland bag in the distance, unconsciously swaying.

The little girl walked to the door of the wooden fence where the two big men were standing.

Dahan didn't know who came out of nowhere, but she was unarmed and a weaker woman, so she became curious: "What are you doing here, little girl?" ”

Meng Yining looked inside, patted his chest and swore and said; "I'm looking for Daddy!"

"Hahahahaha, which one is your father?" The big man looked up to the sky and laughed, attracting a group of people to gather around. The little girl was not ashamed: "Before my mother died, I asked me to go west, and when I saw the big tribe, I could see my father!" My mother died of illness, and I never met my father. But everyone says that a place with a family is home, and I want to find my father! You take me to my father! Her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in them. The little girl clung pitifully to the reins of the horse.

Meng Yining's appearance fell in the eyes of others, pitiful like a lost little lamb.

The crowd gathered more and more, the tribe was full of acquaintances, and the women and children who had never seen strangers also ran out to look at the girl who came out of thin air. Her eyes were as sparkling as the sea in the grassland, melted with water and filled with mist, but her momentum was mixed with bohemianism. She looked at more and more people, "You guys, who is my father?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone started to laugh again. I didn't expect this little girl to be beautiful, but her brain was not good. How can you ask who your father is? The mother-in-law covered her mouth and held the child with rough hands, "How do we know who your father is, and what objects can your father leave behind?" ”

The girl nodded hesitantly, as if she had suddenly come to her senses.

She flipped through the cloth pocket on the horse's back, and pulled out a red hairband inside, "My father originally said that he was going to live with my mother for the rest of his life, but he didn't say goodbye one night. Only this ...... remained," she said, holding up the red headband. Like a bunting fluttering in the wind, the headband reflects the girl's sweet pear vortex. Everyone looked at the red in the middle of her slender fingers, and saw her raise her eyebrows in joy, and laughed again.

"This ...... This is the headband that all men on the prairie have! Pray for the blessing of the heavens of eternal life and tie it around your wrist. Someone in the crowd said something and burst into laughter. The girl's face was red and white, and tears of aggrieved tears fell, she pursed her lips and looked at the ruddy-faced men, women, and children in front of her laughing at herself. She said weakly, "Then I'...... Can't you find my dad? ”

One of the old men sighed.

At that time, the grassland tribes often bullied the people in the surrounding cities, and of course, there were many inexplicable children born, and there were stories of looking for relatives. Although the grassland has not been as strong as it was in recent years, this kind of thing should be endless.

He stepped forward and took the girl's cold little hand, "Poor girl, I don't know whose child it is, let's come and sit in the tent first." It's cold now, so let's drink a cup of milk tea. The deep wrinkles on his hands pulled Meng Yining over.

The girl agreed, but tears fell down. She sat in the old man's tent, and the hostess politely poured her a cup of hot milk tea, butter, black tea and a faint salt smell mixed together, slid into her mouth, and went down to her warm stomach. The heroine is wrapped in a flowery green linen skirt, and the thin silk threads on her head are wrapped in the black and shiny hair and braided like twisted flowers.

The tent was empty, and there was no man. Meng Yining held the milk tea with the rich fragrance of white smoke in both hands: "Are there just the two of you in this tent?" ”

The woman sighed, "Yes." My man's life is not good, and he went out to look for food and didn't come back. She seemed to be saying something mundane, without being overly sad and sad. As she spoke, she took another plate of weed cakes, "Take two bites, I made it with butter yesterday, and it's delicious." ”

Meng Yining nodded.

It was noisy outside, and there were people crowding inside to watch. It is said that a beautiful girl who is looking for her father came inexplicably, and she was born like a flower, and everyone wanted to be fragrant for a while. However, the girl was visibly frightened by the scene, and shrank down beside the woman, still nibbling on the cake in her hand. It's just that Meng Yining thought in her heart, it was really delicious, and there was a clear fragrance in her mouth, but there was a feeling of heavy butter. If you can pull away a cart, it's good.

"What's all the fuss?" A deep voice came from a distance, and it was a middle-aged man in his forties.

The onlookers instantly vacated a neat road in the middle, and the woman obviously knew who was coming, so she grabbed Meng Yining's hand and dragged it down, "Kneel down quickly, kneel down quickly." Meng Yining knelt down on one knee and looked at the loess on the ground. The figure drew closer and closer, like a brown bear, with footprints deep into the earth with each step. The man wore a wolf's fur jacket and wore a crown with a tiger's head on his head. His body blocked the door of the tent, and the room became dark.

"King, my beloved king." The hostess greeted respectfully.

"What are you arguing about?" As soon as the man spoke, although the voice was thick, it was vague, as if he had eaten a hot eggplant and burned his throat, reducing his momentum a lot. He looked at the red figure on the ground, "Who are you, look up." ”

Meng Yining raised his head obediently, and his eyes were still full of tears, like stars shining into his heart. Like a pearl, it sparkles in the dark. The girl smiled and suddenly shouted loudly: "Dad! "When you finish shouting, you have to stand up.

The woman was visibly frightened by the girl's impulsive behavior: "Don't talk nonsense! ”

Meng Yining drooped down aggrievedly, and obediently lowered his gaze to the place. Someone next to him respectfully explained: "This little girl came to us and said that she was coming to find her father, who knew that she was holding a red hair band, how could she find it?" ”

The man nodded, and the girl's bright appearance just now was like a spring breeze, and the old tree was blooming. He approached and slowly took Meng Yining's hand: "Don't be afraid, what's your name?" ”

The girl said timidly, "Ning'er." ”

"Why do you say I'm your father?" He smiled, his yellow teeth exposed, and Meng Yining smelled a foul odor. He still had mud in his fingers, and three fingers were missing. The gold bracelet on the wrist sparkled and was very dazzling.

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