At night, the three of them stayed on the humble plywood bed in the Westinghouse.

Outside, the wind was stronger.

In the quiet of the night, except for the occasional dog barking, there was only the sound of the wind howling wildly.

Miao Miao nestled in the quilt, next to the thick loess wall, listening to the whirring wind outside, and unconsciously fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, after he was occasionally awakened by a strong wind, he listened to the wind, looked at the dark room, turned over and fell asleep again.

The night was getting deeper, the wind was getting tighter, the whining of the branches in the distance was getting louder and louder, and the treetops were swaying from side to side.

At some point, the door creaked, and the hostess came in and filled the stove with some coal.

Immediately, she gently walked out of the hut and closed the door.

In the early morning of the next day, Miao Miao and Rong Sen pushed the door to take a look.

The snowflakes are as clear as sifting through grains of sand, and the southern side of Mt. Wusun is covered in a layer of snow.

A first snow wanders in the white world, it seems that the whole world is quiet, only the sound of snow is heard, white always makes people feel peaceful.

Miao Miao is holding his mobile phone and taking a video, he wants to take pictures of the first snow of 2020.

When he was concentrating on photographing Wusun Mountain in the south, Rong Sen's surprised whisper sounded in his ears, "Miao Miao, look at the back of that jujube red horse." ”

Miao Miao looked at the tree trunk to the east, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "These cunning wild pigeons have really become human spirits." ”

Mizanbek's maroon horse stood quietly by the stump.

On the backs of the red horses lay a dozen gray wild pigeons, perched on the horse's back, seemingly still asleep.

Wild pigeons and horsebacks are one and the same.

When I looked at it, I thought that there were more than a dozen handfuls of gray hair the size of a palm on the back of the red horse.

A maroon horse and a dozen gray wild pigeons.

On this cold morning, they got along very well and were peaceful, maybe this is the wonder of nature.

This peaceful beauty is nowhere to be seen in the bustling city, and it can only be fated and fortunate to capture this harmonious and wonderful natural scenery in the cold winter outside the city.

In the cold winter months, animals and birds alike know the truth of "huddle for warmth".

What's more?!

Rong Sen took his mobile phone and took pictures of the wonderful scenery of the horses and wild pigeons getting along safely.

Since coming to Ningnan County, Rongsen feels that he has been shocked by the beauty of the Ningxi area.

He clearly remembered the scenery he saw on the way from Ningxi Airport to Ningnan County on the business car that came to pick him up from Ningnan County Party Committee Office just got off the plane.

In the bustling Shanghai, he has always been accustomed to seeing high-rise buildings, and he was shocked by the vast scenery along the way, and truly felt the meaning of the vast land and sparsely populated people.

Nowadays, the white snow, the smart stream, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the horses nearby, the Qionglin Yao tree is crystal clear, just like a Jiangnan ink painting refreshing people's hearts.

At this moment, the grasslands and wilderness have become quiet and poetic because of the snow, and the foot of Wusun Mountain has become graceful and distant because of the snow.

As soon as the village chief Di Li Xia Ti walked out of the house, he shouted in a loud voice: "County Magistrate Rong, wash your face and brush your teeth, and eat!" ”

The abrupt words of the Dili Shati woke up the wild pigeons in their sleep, and they flapped their light wings and flew away.

The horse was also disturbed, and it flicked its long tail impatiently, and craned its neck to express its displeasure at the disturbance of the comforting moment.

The hard-working and bold Kazakhs wake up at dawn, and the hot room in the middle exudes the smell of fragrant milk tea.

Rongsen and Mizanbaik sat with a pot of three.

A few people savored the refreshing milk tea, tasting the milk naan, baulsak (a food similar to oil cakes), fried wheat, yogurt gnocchi, milk tofu, and jam on the coffee table.

These almost extravagant foods in remote pastoral areas are not only nutritious, but also nourishing the body, invigorating and appetizing.

Rong Sen and Miao Miao's noses were sweating, and they were full of strength.

After breakfast, Calbiat, who had gone to graze, untied the reins of his horse, led the horse and looked at the snow, singing happily.

He let go of his singing voice and sang Daolang's "The First Snow in 2002".

The playful Calebiyat tampered with the lyrics just right, changing "2002" to "2020" in its entirety.

"The first snow of 2020 came later than usual, and the No. 2 car parked on the eighth floor took away the last falling yellow leaves, and the first snow of 2020 was a complex that was difficult to leave in Urumqi...... "The enthusiastic Calebiyat is high-pitched, a classic song that Ningxi people will hum a few words.

Miao Miao looked at Calebiyat, who was a few years older than herself, and his optimistic attitude towards life had already been tempered in this difficult grazing environment.

He raised his voice and reminded: "Calebiyat, it's cold, wear thicker, don't catch a cold." ”

Calebiyat stepped on the stirrup, and one rolled over and jumped onto the horse.

He pulled the long army coat on his body with his hand, "The military coat donated by the county civil affairs bureau is very thick, Mo Ma replied (it's okay), brother, don't worry." ”

Calebiyat rode his horse to the makeshift enclosure.

His mouth continued to sing "the first snow ...... of 2020"

Miao Miao looked up at the falling snowflakes and sighed at the difficult year of 2020.

Yes, the first snow of 2020 is long overdue.

The long-awaited first snow was so pitiful.

I only saw snowflakes drifting, but I didn't see the snow.

The bottom of the cotton-like snowflake lace melts.

There are snowflakes in the air, and raindrops fall to the ground.

The various shrubs that climb the slope are covered with crystal clear ice flowers.

A small noodle stopped next to the adobe and pulled back Miao's thoughts.

It was the party members and volunteers of all ethnic groups who came to help in Hongqi Village.

A group of people got out of the small noodle car, at least fifteen or sixteen people.

There are Han, Kazakh, Uyghur, Mongolian, Hui, Kyrgyz, and Dongxiang.

Rong Sen was stunned and looked at the small noodles that could only accommodate 9 people, how could he squeeze so many people.

Dili Xia Ti saw the worry in Rong Sen's heart, and hurriedly explained: "County Magistrate Rong, there is nothing on the road in the mountain village except for horses, cattle and sheep now, and the traffic is safe." ”

Rong Sen still didn't feel at ease and advised: "In the future, don't do this, don't turn a good thing into a bad thing." ”

Mizanbaik and Calebiyat, father and son, knew that Deputy County Mayor Rongsen would take peasant party members to help his family build a shed.

The father and son were relieved to drive their livestock through the thin snow, disturbing the tranquility of the winter pasture.

A new day begins.

Wind and snow are blowing, and the empty cornfields are uninhabited.

Only the adobe house where the shepherds temporarily moved to the field was in full swing.

There are many people with great strength, and nearly 20 men of different ethnic groups are working very hard to build sheds.

Under the command of Rong Sen and Dili Shati, everyone was orderly, busy but not chaotic.

Someone was holding on to the wood.

Someone tied two pieces of wood with wire.

Someone used a hammer to nail the two pieces of wood to fix the shed------

At noon, the frames of all the sheds were built.

The hostess had stewed a sheep in the pot, and the smell of meat was in the air.

Mizanbaik's home kitchen has a limit, not so many dishes and chopsticks.

The hostess put all the finger meat into a large enamel basin.

In the earthen house, a small coffee table is served in front of the house, and in addition to a large pot of hand-grabbed mutton, there is also a large plate of hand-broken dried naan and sliced leather teeth.

At the base of the adobe house were rows of men squatting, all holding a piece of mutton with their washed hands, and holding naan or leather teeth in the other.

Rong Sen slowly gnawed on a rib of meat, he learned to look like Miaomiao, a mouthful of skin teeth, a mouthful of mutton, and a mouthful of naan.

This was the first time he had eaten in the snowy wilderness, and it felt quite fresh.

Dili Xia Ti saw a sturdy Mongolian man who had finished eating three pieces of mutton in a short time.

The Mongolian man got up and walked towards the coffee table, took a piece of fat lamb bone and gnawed it.