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After Miao Miao and the others finished lunch, they said goodbye to the old man and his family, and embarked on the way back.

On the way back, on the grassland by the roadside, there are herds of cattle and sheep looking for fresh grass on the grassland, slowly chewing on the food that nature has given them.

The afternoon sun washed away the cold of the shady slopes of Mt. Wusun and shone warmly on the body.

When everyone had lunch at noon, they drank more milk tea, and along the way, the big truck in Hancheng stopped and stopped several times, everyone got off one after another, excreted the urine on their bodies, and then watched the beautiful scenery, and by the way, shouted a few voices to the empty prairie to express their attachment to the grassland.

Miao Miao stood on the side of the road to pee, admiring the beautiful scenery, the snow of Wusun Mountain in the distance, the green of the wilderness nearby, one far and one near, one white and one green formed a sharp contrast, white and green actually gave people a feeling of oil painting.

Miao Miao was reluctant to look at the beautiful scenery of Chunwusun Mountain, this is a place that can make him addicted once he comes, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to leave a few more beautiful scenery, only to find that the mobile phone was almost out of battery.

Miao Miao, who was reluctant, took a few more glances at the beautiful scenery in front of her, climbed into the car regretfully, and muttered unwillingly: "The mobile phone is almost out of battery, I don't dare to waste this bit of electricity, such a beautiful scenery is wasted in vain (Ningxi vernacular, in vain)." ”

Seeing Miao Miao's face full of regret, the other three people all took out their mobile phones, only to find that these two, everyone was busy using their mobile phones to shoot scenery and record short videos, and they were busy drinking and eating meat at night.

A few people were so carried away in the prairie that they forgot to charge their mobile phones, their mobile phones were already out of battery, and they were not as good as Miao Miao's mobile phones, and a few people didn't think much about it, laughing and jokingly and riding back in the car.

After entering March, the wind in Ningxi is particularly heavy, especially at the foot of Wusun Mountain, where the wind is heavy and blows fiercely.

The air outside the car suddenly cooled down, and the air on the mountain was the same as a child's face, changing without warning.

At the foot of Wusun Mountain, there was an extremely bad atmosphere of "wind blowing snow" and "sea breeze" that only happened once in two or three years, and gusts of wind of more than 10 levels began to blow, and the visibility on the road was less than 5 meters

"Fuck, it's hell you can meet this kind of good gas." Han Cheng cursed in a low voice, his hands clenched the steering wheel, in order to see the road clearly, his upper body leaned forward, the tip of his nose was about to touch the window glass in front of him, he squinted and tried to look at the road ahead.

Where can you still see the road, the old driver Han Cheng is clearly driving with many years of feeling, the speed of the turtle is less than 10 kilometers The turtle is slowly crawling, the engine is heating up after a while, and the cab is suddenly hot.

The wind blew the poplar tree on the side of the road like a drunken man, and when it bent down to fall, it staggered to the other side.

Outside the window, the whistling northwest wind turned into a terrible roar, making the sound of the poplar trees like the ebb and flow of the sea, and the turtle-speed truck was like a wooden boat, drifting on the sea in the dark night.

Han Cheng looked at the dark and unknown road conditions in front of the car, this dignified man who had been running for many years was also intimidated by the bad atmosphere at the foot of Wusun Mountain, and in the face of the falling situation in front of him, he had to park the car on the side of the road and turn off the fire.

This is extremely angry, so that Miao Miao and the others are worried, now there is no place to go to the village or the store, there is no place to hide, it seems that they can only avoid the wind outside in the cab.

Han Cheng, who has been running a car on the long-distance road for more than ten years, knows that the "wind blowing snow" is so strong that he is trapped in the middle of the road and can't move an inch, which is still a fortunate thing, how many vehicles have been overturned by this strong wind, and the car has been destroyed and killed.

Han Cheng drove these dozens of miles, and suddenly became angry because he was anxious and worried, and obviously felt that his throat was dry.

Han Cheng turned his head to look at Miao Miao, Bahati, and Yu Supu, the three of them had solemn faces, and their stunned eyes contained a strong look of nervousness and worry.

The tense and dull atmosphere in the car made the cheerful Han Cheng feel irritable, but he couldn't get out of the car, and the four of them could only resign themselves to their fate in this narrow space.

Han Cheng was so optimistic about the depressed atmosphere in the Liujie car that he led to the topic, "Everyone, let's avoid this catastrophe, what are our plans for the future?" His throat began to dry and his voice was hoarse.

Seeing that the three people next to him were stunned and didn't react at all, he explained hoarsely: "It seems that you didn't understand what I said, just according to your cultural words, imagine your future." ”

Miao Miao heard Han Cheng's hoarse voice, so she took out a bottle of mineral water from the plastic bag on the sole of her feet and handed it to Han Cheng, asking him to moisten his throat.

"After I retire, I will take care of my son's children, take my wife to travel to big cities in the mainland, rent a courtyard in the countryside, raise a few sheep and a cow, and live an idyllic life," said 50-year-old Yusup. ”

Bahati squinted his eyes and imagined, and said ambitiously: "I want to be admitted to the civil service, work hard in the unit, and become the mayor of Ningxi City in the future." This is the idea he came up with after he came to Mutu Village as a volunteer.

After hearing this, Han Cheng and Yu Supu stretched out their thumbs at the same time and praised: "Niu, not bad, good guy, dare to think and dare to do, and have a future success." ”

Han Cheng took a sip of mineral water, looked at the silent Miao Miao, and quipped: "Miao Miao, what do you think in the future?" Bahati wants to be the mayor of Ningxi City in the future, you don't want to be a senior city official of Ningxi City, you have a golden partner. ”

Miao Miao smiled and shook her head: "I didn't think so, Brother Han, what do you think in the future?" ”

Han Cheng gently stroked the steering wheel with both hands, the movements of his hands contained warmth and love for the vehicle, he smiled, and imagined: "I plan to make money for a few years, and then change to the highest specification and the most difficult heavy tractor truck in the truck." That car is so energetic (Ningxi vernacular, very good), pull more goods, make more money. ”

Bahati pounded Miao Miao with his hand, and asked curiously: "Miao Miao, you don't have your imagination yet." ”

Miao Miao's eyes were full of tenderness, and her mind flashed with her sister-in-law's Lulu, and the smiling and mesmerized face seemed to be swaying in front of him, and his heart softened.

He said softly and emotionally: "I want to have a job to support my family, and then marry Lulu as my wife, and let her give me two children, preferably a son and a daughter, the son looks like me, and the daughter looks like her, I will cook for their mothers, take good care of them, take care of them, live a peaceful and peaceful life, and not let them be afraid." ”

The land on the banks of the Ningxi River