The mountain snow that had accumulated for a winter quietly melted. The mountain wind is tidal, and it seems to blow from the frozen river. Before the snow has completely melted, the oak trees and pines and cypresses all over the mountain have turned green. Tender buds began to bloom on the branches. In just a few days, the snow was gone, and the meadows in the mountains seemed to have life overnight. At this time, it was already the middle of June, and the mountains were already full of flowers.

Binjia's belly is also getting fuller. Yefu looked at Binjia's belly as big as a day, and his heart was like a sail full of wind, bulging vigorously. Binjia's body is no longer as agile as before, and every time Binjia cooks a barbecue, Yefu always has to help. After such a long time, Nofu learned to barbecue, and when Nofu helped, Bingjia would put his hands on his waist and quietly watch Nofu busy, and sometimes Binjia would bring some work to sew small clothes for the unborn baby. The people in the mountains did not have so much cloth, and Binjia still followed the customs of the Oroqen people, cutting them into small clothes with animal skins, and then sewing them into small furry clothes. The Oroqen people are born wearing clothes with the smell of the mountains, and the children adapt to everything in the mountains day by day. When Bingjia was busy with all this, Yefu sat in front of Bingjia, looking at Bingjia's face very warmly, his eyes gradually moved to Bingjia's Fenglong's waist, thinking of the baby that was about to be born, and an indescribable taste flowed happily in his chest. He looked at the sky in the distance, the sky was blue, and Nofu always felt that the blue sky in the distance was Hiroshima. He looked motionless for a long time, and said in his heart, "I'm going to have a child." He thought of his deceased father and mother again, and tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously, blurring the gray-blue sky in front of him.

Kawao, Chino, and Nofu, when the snow melted, pulled Shiro's bones out of the snow, and dug a hole in the frozen mountain ridge and buried them deeply. Three people knelt in front of Shiro, and three more people appeared in front of them on that whistling snowy night. Kawao looked at Shiro's grave and choked up, "Shiro-kun, we can't stop you-" "Shiro, we won't forget you-" Noo and Chino said in unison. "Shiro, we must go back to Hiroshima—" Kawao and Chino said. Nofu didn't speak, his eyes staring at a few sparse stars in the distant sky. He thought of Binga again, of the child in Bingjia's belly, and at the same time of Hiroshima, and his heart seemed to be torn into two at once, and tears flowed out.

When spring came, Ge was unusually excited. The mountain wind blew his face red, and he looked at his daughter's belly as big as a day, imagining that another descendant of the Oroqen people would fall to the ground in the near future. There will be another hunter in the Wild Green Ridge. Ge was stunned and imagined that in the recess of this wild green mountain, a powerful tribe of Oroqen people was quietly rising...... When the old man imagined this, he prepared a trip to the mountain, and exchanged the prey he had hunted in the winter for the necessities in the mountain. After discussing with his family, he finally decided to go down the mountain.

Kawao and Chino learned that they were going down the mountain and didn't sleep well all night. They longed to go outside, and they didn't know how everything had changed outside the mountain. They knew in their hearts that going outside the mountains was only the first step back to Hiroshima, and Hiroshima suddenly became distant in their hearts.

A few people finally set off early one morning. Ge Su and Ge Mu carried a burden with a chopping axe in their waists, and Nofu, Kawao and Chino also carried a load full of prey and followed behind.

In the recess of the wild green ridge, only Binjia and her sister-in-law were left. Both women came to see off the men, and Binga walked beside the wild man, moving forward step by step. The burden on Nofu's shoulders kept trembling, and so did his heart. Binjia held his stomach and walked very slowly, so Yefu slowed down and waited for Binjia, his heart was hot. He didn't want Binjia to be affected, so he said in the Oroqen dialect of the Society: "You go back." Bingjia heard it, but he didn't stop, still walking forward with Yefu, the wind blew her sideburns fluttering in the wind, Yefu looked at the firm and stubborn woman next to him was really moved, and stretched out a hand to grab Binjia's body. Binga cried, tears silently flowing out of his eyes and down his cheeks. Nofu saw it, and suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. When the group crossed the three mountain beams, Ge Tun, who was walking in front, stopped, shook the beard on his chin, and said in a loud voice: "Go back." The two women reluctantly stood on their feet and raised their hands at the man's back. Yefu walked for a while, and when he turned back, he saw Binjia's figure kneeling on the ground. Suddenly, his heart seemed to be torn apart by something, and something hot spread around him. Later, the woman disappeared from the sight of the wild man, but her heart was held by a line, far away and tightly. With every step he took forward, he felt the line tighten.

The group walked for three days and three nights, and the mountains in front of them finally decreased, and the vision in front of them suddenly widened a lot. In the evening, a small village with dozens of families finally appeared in front of them. When they reached the village, they came over and surrounded them with several old men and children. When the people of the small village understood the intention of these people, they just stood there and stared stiffly. Look greedily at the hides and prey on their burdens. In the end, a few women and old men took out salt and cloth in exchange for some prey. Ge and his party looked at the small village in front of them, not understanding where the young men here had gone. When it got dark, Ge was stunned and thought of looking for a place in the small village, and then he would rush forward tomorrow to replace the remaining prey. An old man stood in front of them, waved at them again and again, and finally pointed to the mountain temple on the hillside outside the village. Ge was stunned and understood, the old man was reluctant to let them into the village. There was no way, so Ge was stunned and had to take a group of people to live on the stone bench of the mountain temple. Gemu and Gemu lay down and fell asleep after a while. The three Japanese couldn't sleep. When they stood at the entrance of the village, they saw the scorched craters and some scorched farmhouses near the village, and they knew that the war was not far away.

In the second half of the night, several people were awakened by the sound of gunfire and shouts from the bottom of the mountain. They saw that the village was already in flames, and two groups of men and horses were fighting in the alleys of the village. In the light of the fire, the three Japanese saw the plaster flag waving incessantly, and some guerrillas lay in wait in the darkness and fired at the Japanese soldiers. The streets were filled with women and the elderly.

Ge Su and Ge Mu were stunned by the scene in front of them, and exclaimed: "Bandits! Then he took down the axe from his waist, picked up his burden, and withdrew to the back mountain. The three of them looked at the scene in front of them, and their hearts tightened. They didn't expect to run into the Japanese as soon as they came down the mountain, they were afraid that if they saw the Japanese, they would die. They didn't want to die, so they also withdrew to the back mountain together, and Yefu thought that Binjia was about to give birth.

On the way back to the mountains, no one spoke, and there was silence all the way. Ge Mu didn't understand that the outside world would be so chaotic. Kawao and Chino were depressed, believing that they had lost another chance to get out of the mountains. Nofu thought about Binga.

A few days after the people returned, Binga was born, a boy. The depressed mood of the Ge family was diluted by the joy in front of them. As soon as the child was born, the wild man heard the crisp cry, and his heart was about to break, he shouted, and ran up the mountain, he kept all the way, all the way shouting: "I have a son......" and finally he knelt down and faced the twilight sky on the edge of the sky.