() Fu Xuefeng asked softly, "Dusk Xue, what's wrong?" ”

Xiao Duxue grinned: "I can't sleep." Leave me alone and sleep. ”

Fu Xuefeng sat down beside her: "I'll accompany you." ”

Xiao Duxue rubbed her body upwards and rested her head on his lap: "I've worked hard for you today." ”

Fu Xuefeng combed her shoulder-length hair and said softly, "With you, it's not hard." He stared intently at her beautiful face in the light of the fire, and put his hand up, "It's hot." ”

Xiao Duxue grabbed his hand and played with her fingers: "Your hands are so beautiful!" ”

"Take it."

"Stupid again! Give it to me, what are you going to do? ”

"Yours, give it to me."

"Okay, let's swap then. From now on, your hand will be mine. You can't touch anything I don't allow you to touch, okay? ”

"Okay." Fu Xuefeng gently bit Xiao Duxue's fingers, not letting go of each one, "I like it so much!" ”

Xiao Duxue giggled, "I don't think my hands are dirty." She rolled over, looked at the starry sky and said, "I like it here!" When I am old, I will bring my mother and you to settle here and live a life without fighting. ”

Fu Xuefeng stroked her eyebrows: "It's up to you!" ”

"I'm looking forward to those days! I've been wondering a lot these days, what would I have done without you? Xiao Duxue looked tired, "Xuefeng, thank you!" With you, I'm not so lonely! I'll be very busy in the future, I don't have much energy to take care of you, you have to be obedient, don't run around. When I save up the money, I'll buy you new clothes and what you like to eat. ”

"Don't run around."

"No matter how hard the days are, I'm not afraid, I'm afraid that you will get lost. Aside from my mother, you are my dearest person in the world. You can't do anything! ”

"I'll always be there."

"Then let's say okay, we will be together for the rest of our lives, and if you don't go anywhere, just guard me."

"Hmmm! For a lifetime, guard the twilight snow! ”

"I'll keep you for the rest of my life." Xiao Duxue curled up, "It's good to have a brother!" She grabbed Fu Xuefeng's wrist with one hand and his sleeve with the other, and fell asleep after a while. In her sleep, tears slid down her face, like fallen stars in the sky......

Fu Xuefeng gently stroked her head, thinking: It's good to have you!

The fire is still burning hotly; The human heart gradually cooled down.

As soon as it was dawn, the old Gyatso's son rushed back with the car mechanic, and after the clanging work, the car was able to run as usual again.

Marshmallow excitedly ran around the carriage without stopping for a moment. Xiao Duxue still sat by the window, quietly watching the scenery. Fu Xuefeng stayed by her side, not leaving an inch.

All the way to the west, all the way to the heart.

The car drove up a narrower winding road, and when it reached the bottom of the mountain, a river that was not much wider than four lanes appeared. In the morning light, the river seemed whiter than milk. The large and small pebbles on the banks of the river are smooth and stand bald in an unexpected posture.

"Why is the river the color of this?" Xiao Duxue was curious.

"This is not ordinary river water, it is snow water flowing down from snow-capped mountains. Isn't that the color of snow water? ”

"Where are the snowy mountains?"

"Don't worry, you'll see. Follow the road and we'll be there. ”

Xiao Duxue leaned out most of her body to the car window and stood in the wind

。 Marshmallow grabbed her clothes and sat firmly on her shoulders, her white hair whirlpooled by the wind. Fu Xuefeng admired the people and the scenery, and was in a good mood.

As far as the eye can see, the peaks reach into the sky. The vegetation on the mountain is abundant, but tall trees are rare, and there are still many low bushes. Some of the leaves have turned yellow or even red, but some are still green and verdant, as if they were being reborn. In the bushes, among the fine rocks, there are scattered yellow and white flowers, and the long flower path is against the small head, and the delicate beauty is incompatible with the roughness of this primitive mountain range. The clouds and mist that have not yet dispersed are ethereal, adding a bit of flowing beauty to this deep mountain and old forest. The unnamed birds perched on arm-thick trees, tilting their heads and singing to greet strangers from afar.

Old Gyatso's loud horse whistle startled the birds in the treetops, and they swooped into the woods and hid tightly. Xiao Duxue felt that the whistle was so cool that she pestered old Gyatso to teach herself, but she didn't learn it after studying for a long time, so she could only pout, like teasing a child to pee. It's Fu Xuefeng, who is now learning and selling, blowing louder than the master.

Another river appeared. I saw that it was as colored as evaporated milk, the water was turbulent, and the sound was like thunder. Xiao Duxue put the matter of the horse whistle behind her, and was busy asking the old Gyatso about the origin of the river. Old Gyatso only said one name, and Xiao Duxue was in awe: No wonder! I think that only such a long river with historical roots can be equipped with such momentum! She thought back to the knowledge in the textbook, and wanted to match the place where the smoke was once and the events of the bloody battle.

Old Gyatso pointed to a few tall buildings and said, "That's your school, take a look?" ”

"There's no hurry. There will be time later. Xiao Duxue was still thinking about the battle of success or failure. If those warriors hadn't succeeded, would we be where we are today?

The river is choppy, and the heroes are exhausted. Today, how many people can remember the eventful years? How many people would be grateful for those fearless sacrifices? How many people will cherish this hard-won splendid rivers and mountains? "If you don't say anything about the marquis, you will succeed and your bones will wither." The remembrance of the martyrs and the reverence for history should not be diluted or erased by time, but should be remembered from generation to generation and sung forever! Otherwise, what will be left for posterity is just a page of sighs! If it takes a little longer, I am afraid that there will not even be this sigh, only the blank space of ignorance.

Fu Xuefeng hugged the marshmallow and didn't let it disturb the contemplative people.

On the side of the road, on the tall archway, the name of the school is drawn in pale gold pen and ink. The archway is weathered by the plateau climate to be mottled, and it can no longer be seen in its original appearance, and it is inadvertently in line with the retreat of the vast mountains and the water of the waves.

After the school, around the two bends, there is a chain bridge with sparse broken wooden planks. There was no wind, and the iron rope hung on the surface of the river, not moving. There are no wooden planks on either side of the chain bridge, only a few iron chains hanging in the air. The current is at its strongest here, and the river crashes against the rocks, making a terrifying sound.

A little boy rode his bicycle on a rampage and landed on the bridge, and the bridge swayed from side to side.

Xiao Duxue blurted out in surprise, so nervous that she was about to vomit.

Old Gyatso said: "What are you afraid of, that child is a native of Tibet, and he has long been accustomed to this bridge. ”

"Can't you make the planks denser? It's scary! ”

"Is that scary? There is a big difference between looking at the river here and watching the river from the bridge, so I don't believe you can try it. ”

Xiao Duxue's face turned green: "I won't try!" I'm going to keep this little life to support my family. ”

Old Gyatso laughed: "You are honest

Yes, not afraid of being embarrassed. ”

Seeing the little boy landing safely, the person who was worried patted his chest and put his heart at ease.

The car was parked in front of a small three-story bungalow. Xiao Duxue got out of the car, rubbed the ground hard, and almost raised her arms and shouted: Ahhh

The town is nestled in a mountain col. On both sides of the road, which is quite spacious, there are modern buildings for both commercial and residential use. The buildings on the left are backed by mountains that you need to look up, and behind the buildings on the right are the endless rivers. On the other side of the river, there are sparse villages, surrounded by a wall of granite that stretches as far as the eye can see. Inside and outside the walls, wild apple, walnut, persimmon and pepper trees are everywhere. The yards of every house are piled with endless firewood, as well as processed dried sheep and cow dung, wafting the smell of raw ecology.

A middle-aged woman with red skin greeted her, and greeted Xiao Duxue in Chinese, which was not very fluent. Old Gyatso said, "This is my eldest daughter, Dolma. You can just call Auntie. ”

Xiao Duxue hurriedly said hello, and reported to herself: "Grandpa asked me to come to the store to do things, if there is anything that is not done well, please ask my aunt for advice." ”

"Well said! The girl is a smart person, so naturally I don't need to bother. ”

Old Gyatso gave a general introduction to Xiao Duxue's situation: "You vacate the attic for their brothers and sisters to live in. Let's see what the shortcomings are, and you can help add them. ”

"Okay! I won't lose her. Zhuoma took Xiao Duxue's luggage and said, "The attic is just two suites inside and outside, separated by a door. There is no clutter in it, and you can live in it with a little tidying. The beds are ready-made, and the wardrobe and table, although old, are in good condition and functional. You don't have to worry about bedding and the like, you have it at home. ”

"I see, thank you, Auntie."

"We Tibetans make friends, and we talk about the right eyes and temperament, and we are sincere. You are a girl's family, and you are not afraid of being unfamiliar, and you stay in the mountains to accompany my father, which shows that you are a kind and righteous person. Our family misses you as a family, so naturally we won't treat you as an outsider. If you are polite to us, you look down on us. ”

Here's a young man on a bike. Old Gyatso knocked his pipe and said, "That's Dolma's son Cangyang, who is the demon king of our family, and he has always been arrogant. When we meet in the future, you just don't bother with him. ”

"The one from my school?"

"Yes. He studied painting and studied art department. ”

Cangyang's bicycle took a beautiful turn and stopped in front of Xiao Duxue. He looked at the stranger with a proud expression. Xiao Duxue gave him an X-ray glance in return, waiting for the other party to speak. "Who are you?"

"Your dishwasher." Xiao Duxue said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "You are the eldest young master?" ”

Cangyang cut off: "What big young master and little young master?" It's hard to hear. I'm Cangyang. ”

Xiao Duxue pursed her lips: "It's so rude, I think you can't afford such a valuable identity as the eldest young master." ”

Cangyang's face flushed.

Old Gyatso's cigarettes never seemed to stop. He puffed out a smoke ring and looked at the white clouds on the distant mountains, his smile growing in wrinkles.

"You want to live in our house?"

"No way?" Xiao Duxue touched the marshmallow's hair and said, "You shouldn't have the right to speak." ”

"I don't like you, you can't live in our house."

"How is that good? I have nowhere to go and must live in your house. If you don't like me, then when you see me, you can treat me as a transparent person. Or, you just treat me as air good. I'm okay with that. ”