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Bahati, who was overjoyed, said happily to Miao Miao: "Miao Miao, we can enjoy the spring scenery of Wusun Mountain, it's too energetic (Ningxi dialect, great, great, great)." ”

Looking at Bahati's excited and expectant expression, Hao Ming reminded: "Miao Miao, Bahati, the temperature in Wusun Mountain is still low and the weather is cold, you two wear thicker, by the way, Miao Miao, you inform the big truck driver to bring more clothes." ”

Miao Miao and Bahati smiled happily, and Hao Ming and other village cadres looked at the two young people cheering.

The big guy couldn't help but envy in his heart: "Hey, I'm still young, helping the herdsmen transfer such a hard errand can make these two little kids so excited, still young." ”

Hao Ming looked at the two volunteers jumping around, and an old saying jumped out of his mind, it is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.

Hao Ming told the village chief to prepare some dried naan and mineral water for Miao Miao and Bahati to eat on the road, just in case.

The local old Ningxi people know that although the spring in Ningxi City is full of hope.

However, starting from the distant winter pastures in the spring and migrating to the spring and autumn pastures more than 300 kilometers away in the spring and autumn is a hard work.

In the spring, the forage in the distant winter pastures is basically exhausted, and the snow in the spring pastures melts, revealing fresh grass sprouts, which is the best time to turn around.

Before the herdsmen settled in Ningxi City, it took more than ten days to stop and go.

During the day, the herders let their livestock have enough pasture to eat, and then they braved the bitter cold wind to migrate overnight, stopping wherever they went after dawn.

During the artificial migration, the herdsmen had to endure cold, loneliness and even hunger and thirst, and this way of life made the Kazakh herdsmen form a national character that is not afraid of difficulties, bold and enthusiastic.

Each transition carries the hope of the herdsmen for a better and more prosperous life.

Ningxi people know that in Ningxi City, the most diligent movers are herdsmen, herdsmen are a people on horseback, and the prosperity of the eternal pursuit of green herdsmen is also born in migration.

In the past, in November and March of the following year, on this ancient grazing road on the banks of the Ningxi River, the crisp camel bells of herdsmen could be heard everywhere.

More than 2,000 herdsmen drove more than 300,000 head (only) of livestock, with a mighty momentum, continuing the free life of Kazakh herdsmen belonging to the steppe.

The Ningxi River Valley is an important animal husbandry production base in China, from the meadows at the foot of Wusun Mountain to the vast grasslands on the banks of the Ningxi River, there are many spring and summer pastures and winter pastures vertically distributed.

In the pastoralist era, the herders followed the tradition of grazing on different pastures according to the solar terms, chasing water and grass, and the herders spent most of the year in the pastures.

Once upon a time, herdsmen moved to the pastures at the foot of Wusun Mountain in spring to graze, and then returned in autumn when the leaves fell.

In the memories of Kazakh herders around 20 years old, they and their parents rode tall horses and led dozens of camels when they were in the middle of the field ten years ago.

Thousands of sheep were driven to Wusun Mountain, and several sheepdogs were bouncing back and forth, bouncing and jumping to help drive away the sheep that had fallen behind or slipped away.

On this migration route, the herdsmen who are happy in the midst of hardship will have a lot of interesting things to see in the places they pass by, picking mushrooms, picking agate, chasing yellow sheep, and fishing for pike in the cold water of the deep mountains.

Sometimes, wolves will be seen on the road, and the wolves will follow the sheep far behind, and take advantage of the unpreparedness, run away with the sheep in their mouths, or simply bite them to death.

In this way, the artificial migration on foot not only lost a lot of sheep, but also the herdsmen were tired and tired, with unshaven beards and unkempt edges, which looked quite rough, vicissitudes and embarrassment.

Artificial migration makes herders suffer from wind and rain, and in the long run, they are most susceptible to rheumatic joint diseases.

The sheep walk on the road, but also seriously affect the road traffic safety, halfway sheep are accidentally run over by passing vehicles, bumps are not a few.

With the development of the times, the state has implemented the herdsman settlement policy, and the herdsmen of Ningxi City have also begun to enjoy the state's preferential policy for herdsmen settlement in 2010.

The herdsmen who lived as nomads also ended their nomadic life and returned to live in late autumn.

The way of transition has also changed from the traditional way of large-scale migration on foot to a modern and easy mechanical transition.

In the cold winter, the livestock also live in the neat and uniform breeding sheds built by the national project funds.

Herders have also begun to gradually change their traditional farming concepts, and keep forage in captivity in winter.

In the early morning, the cool morning light sprinkled through the leaves in the compound of the village committee, with mottled light and shadow, and the wisps of cooking smoke rising above the village soared up under the blue sky, slowly drifting away......

With a "squeak", the door of the turnover house of the village cadres in Mutu Village opened, and Miao Miao and Bahati walked out with a toothbrushing jar.

The two stood side by side on a lawn in front of the swing house and started their day.

Miao Miao raised her head and "gurgling", then lowered her head and made a "bang--- sound, and cleaned her oral hygiene.

The two young men got up early in the morning to go to Yerboli's house to help mark the sheep and load the carts.

Miao Miao and Baha mentioned the village committee kitchen and had a casual breakfast, a bowl of milk tea, a naan, and a plate of mustard.

Last night, Miao Miao had already located it through her mobile phone and sent the location of Yeerboli's house to Han Cheng, who lived in Ningxi City.

Miao Miao was carrying two bags, one containing the light blue assault sweatshirt she had worn for many years, and the mineral water and naan that the village committee had bought for them in the other.

He followed Baha's delight towards the house of Jelboli.

The morning breeze brings the scent of grass and earth to your face, which is refreshing.

Miao Miao couldn't help but hum a familiar song that sang about Ningxi City.

"The beautiful night is so quiet, only the sound of my piano is left on the grassland, I want to write a letter to the girl in the distance, but unfortunately there is no postman to convey the love, wait until the thousands of miles of ice and snow melt, wait until the spring breeze is sent on the grassland, and the girl will come to accompany my piano sound..."

On the road, the figures of three or three jumped in the morning light with shovels and small bags, and the villagers of all ethnic groups in Mutu Village began another day's work.

On the rooftops of the farmhouses on the side of the road, from time to time there is the murmur of wild pigeons, chatting about their love after the spring morning that is about to begin.

Miao Miao, who has lived in Mutu Village for a few days, feels that the green shade of Mutu Village is as beautiful as a paradise, and he has already liked this small village in the northwest corner of Ningxi City.

Han Cheng also came to Elimujiang's house early and parked the big truck in front of the compound.

About one meter and two above the bottom of the carriage, an iron frame covered with thick wooden planks was installed.

Miao Miao and Han Cheng stood at the door of the sheepfold respectively with a red spray paint in accordance with Yeerboli's explanation.

Spray a small red triangle on the buttocks of the sheep driven out by Bahati standing in the sheepfold.