After little Batu was confirmed as the tour guide of this tour, Bilege led two short Mongolian horses over, smiled and said: "Your car can't drive far on the grassland, you can ride a horse and let Batu take you to have a good time on the grassland."

Riding a horse is an easy thing for the Mongolian people who grew up on horseback, but for young people like Li Ping'an and Ding Qiunan, who can't see a horse twice a year, it is indeed a little difficult to ride a horse on the steppe.

Li Ping'an was fine for riding a horse on the grassland, but Ding Qiunan was a little embarrassed, Ding Qiunan turned his head to look at Bileg, who was leading the horse: "Uncle Bileg, I have never ridden a horse before, is this horse obedient?" ”

"Comrade Ding, don't worry, this horse is specially for you, they are all docile mares, I guarantee that you can ride this horse with confidence after learning for a while" Bileg patted his chest and assured Ding Qiunan.

At this point, even if Ding Qiunan was a little scared, he could only learn to ride a horse.

After Li Ping'an and the others got on the horse, Bileg carefully taught the two the precautions for riding a horse, and after the explanation, they led the horse and walked forward slowly.

Li Ping'an is still very interested in riding a horse, after the mare under the crotch began to move, Li Ping'an did not feel afraid, but felt very interesting, if it weren't for the fact that there was a Bilegg leading the horse in front, Li Ping'an really wanted to ride a horse across the grassland.

Compared with Li Ping'an, Ding Qiunan's performance was a little poor, when the horse started to move around just now, Ding Qiunan was startled, closed his eyes and hugged the saddle tightly and didn't dare to let go, and after walking forward for a while, he got used to the feeling on the horse's back.

After Ding Qiunan was completely adapted, Bileg instructed the two of them a few words, then loosened the horse rope and let the two try a simple ride.

Under the two-hour teaching of Bileg, Li Ping'an's progress was so rapid that he could almost gallop on the grassland, which provoked Bilege to praise Li Ping'an's amazing talent in horseback riding.

Although Ding Qiunan can't run wildly, he can barely ride a horse on the grassland, and if you look at the speed on the car, he can barely run thirty or forty yards.

Seeing that the two of them were already proficient in riding on the horse, Bileg said to Batu next to him: "Batu, you take these two guests to our tribe to play for two days, so that the comrades from Sijiu City can feel the enthusiasm of our grassland personnel."

Hearing that they were going to the Mongolian tribe, Li Ping'an and Ding Qiunan were very excited, rode to the side of the jeep, put the supplies they needed to carry on the horse, and then followed Xiao Batu to ride the horse to the depths of the grassland.

Li Ping'an just took away the key to the jeep, and the jeep was left directly in place, Li Ping'an was not worried about the safety of the jeep at all, now that cars are scarce, there are not many people who can drive in Sijiu City, let alone on the prairie.

Not to mention taking the keys away, even if the keys were inserted in the jeeps, the Billegs family would not be able to drive the two jeeps.

Xiao Batu rode a group of ponies to lead the way in front, Li Ping'an and Ding Qiunan followed behind unhurriedly, and soon reached the depths of the grassland, and the shadow of the road behind could no longer be seen.

Feeling the breath of the grassland, the little couple sped up and caught up with Xiao Batu in front, and the three of them walked side by side towards the herdsman tribe.

Towards evening, the trio finally arrived at the location of Batu's tribe, which is not large, consisting of dozens of yurts, and there are faint signs of herder activity inside.

"This is our tribe, let's go in, it's just in time for dinner, we can go to my uncle's place for dinner" Seeing his tribe, Xiao Batu looked very excited, pointing to the location of the tribe and said excitedly to Li Ping'an.

The three of them soon rode to the herdsmen's gathering area, where there should be few Han people, a group of men, women and children dressed in Mongolian costumes, all curiously looking at Li Ping'an and the two. From time to time, someone would say something to Xiao Batu in Mongolian, and Xiao Batu would also smile and reply in Mongolian.

"Comrade, where are you fighting?"

When Li Ping'an led the horse and followed Xiao Batu forward, he suddenly heard a standard Central Plains dialect from the crowd, Li Ping'an was stunned for a moment, stopped his progress, and turned his head to look at the crowd.

A middle-aged black-faced man wearing national costumes squeezed out of the crowd opposite, came to Li Ping'an and Ding Qiunan with a smile, stretched out his right hand at Li Ping'an, and said with a smile: "Comrade, I'm a Xinxiang class, and I'm fighting that class?" ”

In a gathering place of ethnic minorities, he met a Han man with an authentic Central Plains accent, Li Ping'an had a feeling of meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign country, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand to shake it with the black-faced man, and said happily: "Hello comrade, my name is Li Ping'an from Sijiu City, this is my daughter-in-law Ding Qiunan."

"Good and good, my brother is still a noble guest from the capital, my Han name is Zhang Dalei, I call my old Zhang is in the middle, go for a walk, go to the house for dinner, and we will eat roast whole sheep at night" Zhang Dalei estimated that he had not seen the Han people for a long time, and when he saw Li Ping'an's family, he asked Li Ping'an to go to the house for dinner for the first time, and entertained him with roasted whole sheep.

Regarding Zhang Dalei's enthusiasm, Li Ping'an hurriedly waved his hand: "Brother Zhang, let's change the day another day, I came with Batu today, and I will definitely come to the door another day to disturb me."

"Don't change the day, in this way, I'll go back and prepare now, after you finish dinner in the evening, I'll come to you to drink and drink at home, don't shirk, I haven't seen anyone in the gate for a long time, let's have a good chat" Zhang Dalei glanced at Xiao Batu, and after saying it with a smile, he didn't wait for Li Ping'an to refuse, he turned around and hurriedly returned to his tent, preparing to entertain Li Ping'an in the evening.

Looking at Zhang Dalei's back, Li Ping'an could only swallow the words of refusal back into his stomach, shook his head with a smile, and continued to follow Xiao Batu to the center of the gathering place.

On the way, Li Ping'an asked Xiao Batu about Zhang Dalei.

"I don't know about this, but I've heard my Abu say that it seems that he came before the liberation, and he has been settling in our tribe since then" Xiao Batu is still young, he was not born before the liberation, and he can't say anything about Zhang Dalei.

After listening to what Xiao Batu said, Li Ping'an nodded, and did not continue to ask, how could Xiao Batu know about the things before liberation, it is better to ask him directly at night.

I didn't go far, I came to Uncle Batu's yurt, and Batu jumped into the yurt, and after a while, a man in his thirties wearing Tibetan clothes came out of it.

Batu's uncle is called Bart's standard Mongolian man, who can't speak Chinese, and after he came out, he said a Mongolian word to Li Ping'an and the others, which seems to mean welcome.

"My uncle said that you are welcome to come to the house as a guest" After seeing Li Ping'an's confused face, Xiao Batu reacted and hurriedly helped to translate.

The evening meal is much better than the food eaten at noon at Bileg, the host is attentive, although the meat is also air-dried meat, but at least there is a staple food made of barley noodles, there is no shortage of meat on the grassland, but there is still a shortage of materials such as rice and noodles.

I don't know Chinese here, Li Ping'an and Ding Qiunan have nothing to talk about, after having dinner at Uncle Batu's place, Xiao Batu talked to Li Ping'an about the night's stay: "The yurt next door to my uncle has just been packed by my aunt, and you have lived in that yurt during this time on the grassland."

Li Ping'an nodded at Batu, took out some national food stamps and money from his pocket and put them on the table, and said to Batu: "You help me tell your uncle, these food stamps are our food expenses here during this time, please be sure to accept them, otherwise we will go out into the wild to eat the food we brought."

After Batu spoke to his uncle, his uncle's reaction was very strong, and he said a lot of Mongolian words in a row.

"My uncle said, you are guests, come here as guests, we should entertain you, you can't take money, if you do, it will make the clan laugh" Xiao Batu explained to Li Ping'an.

After listening to Batu's translation, when Li Ping'an wanted to continue to say something, he was grabbed by Ding Qiunan's arm.

Ding Qiunan looked at Batu and said, "Little Batu, you tell your uncle to thank him for his hospitality, and we won't give you food stamps."

After Xiao Batu translated again, Bart smiled on his face, and said a lot of words to Li Ping'an and his family enthusiastically, and Xiao Batu translated it.

After chatting for a while, the yurt was opened from the outside, and I saw Zhang Dalei walk in, first smiled and said hello to Bart in Mongolian, and then said to Li Ping'an and his wife: "Brother, brother and sister, let's go, go to my place to drink, I just fried some peanuts, let's drink it happily tonight."

Since Zhang Dalei, a fellow Han countryman, had come over to invite him, Li Ping'an and his wife got up and said something to Bart, and then followed Zhang Dalei out of Bart.

Came to Zhang Dalei's yurt, there was a Mongolian woman and two children of the same age as Xiao Batu, the three did not understand Chinese, Zhang Dalei introduced each other, Ding Qiunan took some white rabbit toffee from the satchel, the children gave a few pieces, and the child who took the sugar happily followed his mother out of the yurt.

The appetizers on the dinner table are very internal, and the meat is also cut into slices with a knife, which is not the Mongolian cooking style at all, and it seems that it should be specially prepared for Li Ping'an.

"Brother Li, I really don't have any liquor in Guannei here, only Mongolian mare's milk wine, how about you taste mare's milk wine?"

On the wine table, Zhang Dalei poured a full cup of mare's milk wine into the pottery wine bowl in front of Li Ping'an, Ding Qiunan didn't know how to drink, and Zhang Dalei didn't force it, so he didn't pour wine for Ding Qiunan.

Li Ping'an picked up the bowl and looked at it, mare's milk wine is worthy of being mare's milk wine, the color is milky white, but I don't know what it looks like to drink it: "Brother Zhang, people say that the locals follow the customs, and now we are not in the Guannei, besides, I haven't drunk this mare's milk wine yet, and I just want to try it here today."

After speaking, he took the glass of wine in both hands and drank it down. What to say about the taste of mare's milk wine, sweet and sour, and a little fishy, but the alcohol content doesn't seem to be very high.

Seeing Li Ping'an's cheerful appearance, Zhang Dalei smiled, and also picked up the wine bowl in front of him and drank it all.

After a glass of wine, the three of them began to chat, Zhang Dalei should not have returned to the customs for many years, and asked Li Ping'an a lot about the situation in the customs. Li Ping'an also took this opportunity to ask Zhang Dalei why he lived in the Mongol tribe.

Zhang Dalei fell silent after listening, closed his eyes with a sad expression, and said in a sad tone: "Alas, it's a long story, when the little Japanese devil called, didn't Jiang Guangtou, a bastard, dig the mouth of the garden, and the house was washed by water, I was only eight or nine years old at the time, and I fled with my father."

"When I went to Hebei, my father was not good, fortunately I met the Mongolians who came to the customs to do business, people looked at me pitiful, so they took me to Mongolia to live, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye, I almost forgot that I am a Han Chinese"

After listening to Zhang Dalei's experience, the atmosphere in the room fell silent, and Li Ping'an didn't know what to say for a while.

Just when the room fell silent, Xiao Batu anxiously walked into the tent and said to Ding Qiunan: "Sister Ding, I remember you said that you are a doctor, right?" ”

Ding Qiunan said to Batu suspiciously: "Little Batu, I'm a doctor, is there something wrong?" ”

"I just went to see my friend, he has a fever for a long time, can you go and see him" Xiao Batu looked at Ding Qiunan with a pleading face.

Hearing that there was a patient, Ding Qiunan stood up from the stool with a serious face and said directly: "Where is the patient, lead me over"

"Sister, you come with me" said Batu, and led Ding Qiunan out of the house.

Zhang Dalei also reacted at this time, wiped the sad look on his face, and said to Li Ping'an with a shocked face: "Brother Li, I can't see it, my brother and sister are still doctors?" ”

"That's right, the students who graduated from the Bajing Medical College are working as doctors in our factory."

"I know the child that Little Batu just said, it's the child of the Battle family, he has been sick for a while, and there are no serious doctors on the grassland, and their families are ready for the death of the child, and it is the child's luck to meet you now" Zhang Dalei said with a sigh.

There is a shortage of doctors now, but in the big city of Sijiucheng, there is no shortage of excellent doctors. But in some remote counties below, doctors of Ding Qiunan's level can prescribe surgery in the hospital.

Before the barefoot doctor's manual came out, there was an urgent shortage of doctors in the countryside, and in some places there was not even a doctor in ten miles and eight townships, and the sickness depended on the local methods passed down from generation to generation, and there was almost no therapeutic effect at all, and whether the disease could be cured or not depended on the patient's physique.