Chapter 272: The Majesty of Schinbuch

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After being introduced by Jeddah, I learned that the bearded man's name was Hadan Batel, and he was the person in charge of this pastoral area.

When he heard that we had arrived last night and were going to build a hotel here, he came to us early in the morning, shook hands with us one by one, and invited us to the guest house in the pastoral area for dinner.

As soon as we heard that there was food to eat, all of us were so hungry that our eyes lit up like wild wolves, and we called out to the people of the survey team, and we followed Hadanbatel to the guest house, and on the way we met the herdsmen who greeted Hadanbaatle very respectfully, and he seemed to have a very high prestige here.

Hadanbaatle said that in the morning I heard from Jeddah's father that a colleague of ours had been injured and had contacted the doctor in the pastoral area, and that he would rush back at noon today, so that we should not be in a hurry, that Schinbuch was a very capable man, and that since he had taken in our colleague, he should be able to save his life.

I thought silently, you have the ability, yes, you haven't seen the more capable!

When I was about to get to the guest house, I saw the black Humvee parked at the door, and Hadanbaatl said that he had also invited Skimbuh to have dinner with him, and that we would know each other, and that Skimbuh would know a lot and that it would be very helpful for our investigation.

I was stunned, I was going to go to him early this morning, but I didn't expect that I hadn't gone yet, he also came, I was suddenly nervous and overwhelmed, I have experienced Weiss's thousand-person conference over the years, and I have attended too many grand Cheng, nothing can make me panic for a long time, but at this moment I am as nervous as a little girl, I feel funny!

On the other side, a stove has been set up, a posture of killing sheep and cutting meat, and several of us suddenly burst into joy, good guys, there is meat to eat!

I calmed down and followed them into the guest house, which of course could not be compared with ordinary local guest houses, that is, a small restaurant that could still be seen.

When we entered, we were led straight into the private room, and I was the last one.

In the past few years, I have not been to Li Ziluo's cemetery, I don't know what it feels like, just like in the dark I just believe that he is still alive, in a corner of this world, with my heart, even across the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, rivers and sky, I can feel his every heartbeat and breath, I know this feeling is very sci-fi, but it is this belief that supports me through the first half year after he left!

Ever since I found that book in the drawer of Li Ziluo, I have strengthened my suspicions, I have thought about what it would be like to meet again countless times, and I have imagined that one morning, when I opened the door, he would be standing in front of the door of Boer Bay, or under the camphor tree, looking at me with a smile and saying, "Little sorrow, I'm back." ”

But I really never thought we'd meet in this way, in a place like this! Even I think it's amazing, it's like God holding a thread in his hand, and it's going to pull us together after all.

I thought that the moment I walked into the private room and saw him, I might be unable to hold back tears, or tremble with excitement, or even blush incoherently.

But, I didn't!

I appeared in front of him like that, looking at him calmly across the long table, as if a whole century had passed, so far away... Countless memories, countless emotions, are intertwined in my chest, making my heart surge!

He leaned back in the chair, holding a cigarette in one hand, the black leather coat was slightly open, the white T-shirt wrapped around the strong chest muscles, the skin became a lot darker, and the face was covered with a short layer of stubble.

When he saw me come in, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled in an imperceptible curvature.

I only glanced at him and then withdrew my gaze and followed the others inside, he sat in the main seat, Hadan Baatel very warmly invited me to the right hand side of Schinbuch, and gave me the most distinguished guest seat, I threw off my trench coat and pulled out the chair and sat down, Wu Weiguo and they sat on my right hand side in turn.

Hadanbatel sat opposite me, also on the left hand side of Schinbuch, and next to him was the little girl Uren Haqin I saw yesterday, she was wearing a red minority tribal dress today, and the whole person looked bright and moving, but today I felt that her dress was a little dazzling.

As soon as we entered, Hadan Battle's men offered us a hata, and handed each of us a glass of mare's milk wine, the first time I drank this wine, I actually thought it was very delicious, easy to drink, and had a milky flavor.

Before the meeting, Hadan Baatar introduced to Skimbuh that I was the president of the Weiss Group, planning to build a hotel in the Kubuqi desert.

He spoke in a courteous tone, and he was very humble when he spoke to Schinbuch, he called us early in the morning, so enthusiastic, probably because after hearing the purpose of our trip, he hoped that our desert hotel project could be implemented, once Weiss built a hotel in this vicinity, it could bring direct economic benefits to this pastoral area, since I can see his calculations, Schinbuch naturally knows it.

So he didn't have any expression, but it made Hadanbatel a little cold, in the end they were warm to us, in order to resolve the embarrassment, I took the initiative to stretch out my hand to Schchinbuch and said: "It's very hard to see you yesterday, borrowed our car and saved our people, thank you." ”

As I spoke, I stretched out my left hand, he stared sideways and slowly stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched me, it was like a silent electric current hitting the depths of my heart, and the surging emotions made me lose my mind for a while.

He seemed to have touched the small ring on my ring finger, his eyes flashed with a complicated look, and then the hand holding me tightened more and more, I quickly lowered my gaze and withdrew my hand, I didn't have the courage to meet his gaze again, raised my head slightly, but saw that Wuren Haqin on the opposite side was staring at me for a moment, thoughtful.

Hadan Batel entertained us with roast whole sheep, the whole sheep was on it, and our old men felt that the rhythm of Halazi was going to flow down, and I had not eaten a decent meal since the day I left Rongcheng to rush to Baoshi, and I couldn't hold back when I smelled the aroma of this roast mutton.

Zhang Fenqiang They kept praising their looks, but I smiled at Hadan Batel: "I won't tell you, I just came here yesterday and had a bumpy stomach upset, so I wanted to drink a sip of green vegetable soup, although the beef and mutton here are good, but there are fewer vegetables, if we open a hotel, fresh vegetables and fruits are a great test for us." ”

I saw Hadan Baatel look at Skimbuh, who was holding a bowl of tea in one hand, and had just brought it to his lips and put it down, saying, "It's man-made." ”

Hadan Battle's men at the table had begun to divide the mutton, and according to the custom here, the four legs of lamb were to be given to the most distinguished person at the table.

So it was given to Sichinbuch first, then to Hadanbatel, then to me, and the last one to Wu Weiguo next to me.

I saw Zhang Fenqiang looking at the leg of mutton in Wu Weiguo's hand, his saliva was about to stay, his face was greedy, he was already a little fat, his face was full of horizontal meat, showing this funny expression, it couldn't help but make me feel funny.

As soon as I picked up the leg of lamb in front of me, I saw Skimbücher pick up the tea bowl, the cuffs open, and the watch he was wearing on his wrist was exposed.

I secretly bent the corner of my mouth and handed my leg of mutton to Zhang Fenqiang, and he was a little flattered and said, "No, no, I will eat you and you will be gone." ”

I put it on the plate in front of him: "Who said I didn't." ”

Then he turned his head and took the leg of lamb on Schinbucher's plate, I originally planned to pay attention to my ladylike image, and then think about the lady? No, I haven't heard the word lady, and then I rolled up my sleeves and got ready to nibble.

At this time, the people at the table were stunned, and they didn't dare to take a breath, especially those local herdsmen, all of whom threw down the mutton in their hands, and even Hadanbatel looked at Schinbuhe with a cautious face.

Do I have a heart? How can a leg of mutton make everyone look like a great enemy?

Seeing that Uren Haqin stood up with some excitement and said to me, "No one in our place dares to take Sichinbuhe's things, please give them back." ”

I glanced sideways at Skimbücher, his short hair standing on his head, his big hand took out a cigarette from the cigarette case next to him, lowered his head and lit it slowly, without looking at me, at the crowd, and without speaking.

I nodded calmly at Wuren Haqin: "That's it..."

Then he took the leg of mutton, broke a small piece of the leg of lamb from it, put it on the plate of Schinbuch, and said to the people, "Give it back." ”

Everyone looked at Sichinbuhe with bated breath, and even Wu Weiguo, who was next to me, felt that the atmosphere was not right, and silently put down the leg of mutton.

I don't think I can be blamed for this, but I can only blame you for why this sheep only has four legs?

Schinbuch took a puff of his cigarette, his smoking posture has not changed for so many years, he is used to holding the cigarette between the ends of his index and middle fingers, and his fingers are slightly bent, inexplicably domineering.

When he spit out the cigarette and slowly raised his head, he glanced at everyone and said lightly: "All eat, see what I do?" ”

At this time, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and continued to pick up the food in front of them, but many people were still cautiously observing Skimbuh's expression.

I thought to myself, how the hell did he burn and loot here? How can these people see him like they see Lord Yama?