During Chen Wandao's imprisonment, his master Zheng Dali had to take a car of more than 200 kilometers to see him once every six months.

From the time of his accident, the master never asked him about how the intentional injury happened. Just ask him what he lacks and what he needs? When I went to see him in prison, I never asked him how he was reformed, and I didn't say anything like that I wanted to reform him well. He knew that the master had always trusted him, and this trust gave him a special warmth in his heart.

Chen Wandao, who has nothing to worry about, has spent a few years of unconsciously changing his mind. When the correctional officer announced to him that his sentence was over and that he could go out and start a new life, he was a little confused because he could not remember the date when he would be released from prison. He was afraid of counting the days, and he felt that the more days he counted, the harder it would become. But when the day finally came, he felt that he had only had a nightmare, and now it was time to wake up.

Walking out of the prison gate, he saw the thick and sturdy figure of his master Zheng Dali standing under the scorching sun not far away. At that moment, Chen Wandao burst into tears.

Since his parents divorced, they couldn't bear to leave him, and he lived with his grandfather, he didn't know how to cry. At a young age, he was sensible, and he didn't want his grandfather to see him cry.

When his grandfather died, he shed tears again, which were really heartbreaking tears, and he felt that he would have no relatives in the world from now on. It wasn't until he met his master Zheng Dali that he felt again that the master was his only relative now.

"Let's go, let's go home." The first words that the master saw him come out made him burst into tears again in an instant.

The original home could not be returned, and it was auctioned by the court in accordance with the law and paid to Huang Mao, a party to the attached civil lawsuit, as compensation. The original factory couldn't go back, because he had been fired from the factory because of the crime.

The home he took back to was a rented and vacant warehouse, which had been divided into two spaces, a smaller one for a living room with some simple household utensils, and a larger space with two old machine tools that had been cleaned and polished.

Zheng Dali told him: "I rented this warehouse from a friend, and I have paid a year's rent. These two machine tools were originally scrapped in the factory, and they were bought at the price of scrap, and they have been repaired, and there is no problem in using them for another three or five years. This is 10,000 yuan, and you take it first as start-up capital. In other aspects, you don't have to worry, just find a job to do, just work hard, make a profit for you, lose for mine, count me as a failure in investment. ”

Zheng Dali smiled and said: "I believe in my own vision, I can't be wrong." Master believes in you, I know that you have not wasted your time in the past few years, and your technology has been refined in a special factory. Now is an era of entrepreneurship, if you still recognize me as a master, or my favorite apprentice, you must rely on your own ability and technical expertise to fight for a future for yourself. ”

Looking at the master's already gray hair, and looking at everything the master had done for himself in front of him, Chen Wandao knelt down with a "plop" of his legs: "In this life and this life, I will never live up to the master's hopes again, and I will not embarrass the master again." ”

Chen Wandao did not disgrace his master Zheng Dali, after the opening of his hardware accessories processing workshop, not only can contract all kinds of large and small processing difficult products, but also the market recognition of product quality has also increased rapidly. Relying on his excellent technical level, he soon opened up his own market space. Chen Wandao finally has his own career based on society, and his life has new expectations, and his heart is full of gratitude to his master Zheng Dali.

Master Zheng Dali looked at all this, and was very comforted in his heart, because his wife was injured in a birth accident and lost her fertility, and she had no children, and Chen Wandao was her own child in his eyes. Looking at Chen Wandao's busy figure, he thought of another child who was thousands of miles away, and that child had always made him worry about it.

"You should have a home of your own." Master Zheng Dali looked at the deserted house that Chen Wandao bought more than half a year ago, and those messy clothes and furniture were stacked haphazardly, and he had a new idea in his heart.

Half a month later, a beautiful girl followed Zheng Dali and came to Chen Wandao's factory.

Zheng Dali smiled and said, "She is my goddaughter Ji Lina, this is my closed disciple Chen Wandao, you know each other." Lina grew up in the Construction Corps and has never been to the south, Wan Dao, you take the time to walk around with her, don't just think about making money all day long. I'm on annual leave these days, I can help you take care of the factory, you don't have to worry about the things in the factory, if Lina feels that the life in the south can get used to it, just stay, and I'll help you find a job. ”

Master Zheng Dali called Chen Wandao aside alone and admonished: "Lina is a rare good girl, you have to seize the opportunity, play a few more places with her, and try to make her have fun." ”

In those ten days, Chen Wandaojue was lucky, Ji Lina was indeed a gentle and beautiful girl. He forgot all the unhappiness he had experienced in the past, and even forgot that he still had a factory. Unexpectedly, he also learned from Ji Lina's mouth about a love story that his master Zheng Dali had never mentioned to others.

Ji Lina's father, Ji Hong and Zheng Dali, are both educated youths in the mainland, and they are in the same company. One day, when they found out that they were born in the same year, month, and day, they were all surprised with the same face, and slowly they also found that they were the same kind and bold as each other. Later, Ji Hong was promoted to company commander, and Zheng Dali was also promoted to deputy company commander at the same time, and the two naturally became friends.

Gilina's mother, Bahargul, was the daughter of a local herdsman.

One day, Ji Hong and Zheng Dali went to the regiment headquarters for a meeting and came back, and when they passed by the yurt of Bahar Guli's house because they were thirsty, they thought about going to the door to ask for a bowl of milk tea. After walking into the yurt, the two of them were stunned the moment they saw Bahar Guli. The beauty of the Uyghur girl in front of them made them feel a kind of suffocation, and the two men stood there stupidly like that, forgetting their thirst, forgetting the outside world, and forgetting everything around them.

It wasn't until Bahar Guli's father returned to the yurt and stared at the two Han boys with a dark face that they left very reluctantly.

Later, the three of them became good friends, and as long as they had time, Ji Hong and Zheng Dali would find an opportunity to go to the yurt of the Bahar Gul family. Ji Hong found that there was always a sadness in Bahar Guli's beautiful eyes, and he didn't dare to ask, for fear that he would lose this friendship that could disappear anytime and anywhere.

Autumn came unconsciously, and looking at the rapid hooves of the livestock running and increasing from far and near, Ji Hong's heart became more and more anxious.

The herdsmen's season has arrived, and it is a mighty migration, with herdsmen leading camel teams full of yurts and utensils, driving herds of cattle, sheep, horses and other livestock for seasonal transfers. Some have to travel hundreds of miles, and some even have to travel thousands of miles.

Since Ji Hong and Zheng Dali came to Northern Xinjiang, they have experienced such a shocking scene every year. Hundreds of thousands of cattle, sheep, horses, and camels formed a vast migratory army, either running to the bottom of the valley or walking on the hills, where the dust flew and smoke billowed. Everywhere you can see the continuous migration army, which is a wonder of heaven and earth where humans and the animals they live next to interact with nature, and it is also a beautiful scenery unique to the region.

At this time of the year, Yoshihiro had looked at the busy herdsmen and running livestock with a sense of scenery, but now he has no such state of mind at all.

At night, lying on the simple wooden frame bed in the collective dormitory of the educated youth, he was awakened again and again by the sound of running hooves. He listened as hard as he could, as if trying to discern something.

At last, as if he had heard a call, he did not hesitate any longer, and after turning over and sitting up, and after a little thought, he quickly put on his cotton coat and fastened his armed belt as he went, and trotted all the way to the stable, and brought out the black horse that had been with him for more than three years, and rushed into the night with the round stick that had been placed on the edge of the manger.

Under the starry sky, the yurt of Bahar Guli's house had disappeared, leaving only a meadow that had been trampled by livestock.

At dawn, Jihon finally caught up with the mixed migration party of the Bahar Gul family. Bahar Guli's eyes widened in surprise, and Bahar Guli's father looked angrily at the young Han man standing on the side of the road with a horse and a stick, and there was a young man with a small head, small eyes, high cheekbones, and a collapsed nose next to him, and it was obvious that he was not a local. The young man's eyes were full of disbelief and suspicion as he turned his head to look at Yoshihiro.

Bahargul's father calmed down the anger in his heart, approached Yoshihong and began to ask, "Young man, what do you want to do?" ”

Ji Hong pulled the reins of the horse, and the black horse finally stood still after turning in a circle. At that moment, Ji Hong made up his mind: "Bahargul can't go, she's already pregnant with my child!" ”

Ji Hong's words were like a thunderclap, and everyone present was stunned. The young man looked at Bahar Gul in disappointment, turned his horse and walked away. The father looked at Bahar Guli and lowered his head and was stunned, and the mother, who was standing beside Bahar Guli, looked at her lovingly and said, "If you want, go with him." ”

Bahargul looked at his mother and father gratefully, and walked up to Jihong step by step, stepping onto his dark horse. Yoshihiro shook the reins vigorously, and the black horse galloped away. It wasn't until he left the migrating brigade far away that Bahar Guli hugged Ji Hong's waist and said angrily: "Why are you making up such an absurd story? ”

Ji Hong said proudly: "It's too late, I'm afraid I'll lose you forever." There's only one way I can think of, and you won't blame me. Bahargul snuggled up to Jihong and said, "I have no other choice, you say, what now?" Ji Hong said excitedly: "We will go to the regiment headquarters to apply for marriage now." ”

When Ji Hong and Bahar Guli returned to the company together, Zheng Dali knew that Ji Hong had won this competition, and he admired Ji Hong's courage from the bottom of his heart, and sincerely wished Ji Hong and Bahar Guli to be married.

The world has changed, and with the arrival of the tide of educated youths returning to the city, Zheng Dali chose to return to the city where he grew up and started a new life. Jihong chose Bahar Gul and also chose that hot land.

When leaving the corps, Zheng Dali looked at the little Ji Lina and said to Ji Hong: "Don't forget, Lina still has my godfather, if you need anything in the future, you can let her come to me." ”

(Next Preview: Chapter 129: Distant Love)