The white-haired wind has just died down a little.

Not far away, there was a figure in sheepskin moving among the flock.

As the shepherds pulled and searched, several strong rams were pulled out.

Then all the sheep in the flock began to stand up slowly.

“1, 2, 3…”

The man drove the flock of sheep in one direction until he saw Lu Xinghe.

The man was stunned for a moment.

"Who are you?? I thought you were a wolf hiding among the sheep!"

The sheepskin coat that Lu Xinghe was wearing seemed to have never been washed.

It had long been smoked into black and gray.

Just lying among the flock of sheep, he really looks like a prairie wolf.

"No, I'm a relative of theirs in Batu. I just got lost when I was out and met the white-haired wind."

"Batu, the man in the reserve?"

The man spoke standard Mandarin, with a big beard and the snow and wind covering most of his face.

But judging by the graying of his hair, he is still not young.

Protected areas and non-protected areas were a term used by educated youth who went to the countryside during that era.

Most areas of Meng Province are very safe. The grasslands are just like the forests, as long as you are not picky about food.

The food is pretty good. After all, there are rabbits, groundhogs, and prairie mice everywhere, and you can catch them if you pay attention.

Therefore, many of the educated youth who were assigned here lived quite well.

only.

The five black categories and the capitalists who were assigned here were not so happy.

We went to the most difficult areas, where there was usually no one within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

The food for each month is delivered by a special person at the beginning of each month.

If it were a man, it would be okay, at most I would be a little lonely.

But this member of the five black categories or the capitalist faction is a younger wife.

Want to escape alive from the non-protected area.

Just like a lamb entering a wolf's den, there is little hope of survival.

"Yes, are you far from Batu?"

"Come with me. If they haven't moved, they're still more than ten kilometers away. Wait until the white-haired wind stops before you go. It's just a pity for my sheep, which have been blown away by the wind."

The man didn't waste any time and just talked to himself for a long time.

It seemed like this was his daily life.

He didn't pay any attention to Lu Xinghe and just let the flock of sheep lead him towards home in the white wind.

In nature, most animals have their own laws of survival.

This is much better than humans.

For example, the camels in the desert and the geese brought when robbing tombs.

There are also horses and sheep on the grassland, who can rely on their energy to find a way out in the white wind.

But at this time Lu Xinghe also became worried about the four of them.

That's a pure forest hound that has never been far away.

If this thing gets blown away, I don’t know if I can find it back.

If Lai Fu and the others are lost, this trip will be a huge loss!

After a long time, the man didn't stop, and didn't drink water or eat anything.

He even waved away the food that Lu Xinghe handed over.

I don't know what time it is now. The sun can't be seen at all under the white wind.

I just know that it's daytime now.

After persisting for a long time, the man finally took Lu Xinghe to find his residence.

Compared to the warm and distinctive yurt.

The man said that the place where they lived was a bit miserable.

To call it a cowshed is a bit of an understatement.

Horse riding The cow sheds in the north are all built with poles of the same height and thickness.

Where men live, they use small wooden sticks of varying lengths and thicknesses.

Outside, there was soil mixed with weeds on it.

Just like an old-fashioned thatched house.

Shepherds in Inner Mongolia need to migrate along the grassland.

Therefore, it is more convenient to use a yurt, and you can use it whenever you want.

But the capitalists and the five black categories who were sent here could not leave at all.

Even if there is no grass, the sheep will not be able to eat enough and grow big.

That is their own business. If they can survive, they live. If they can’t survive, they die.

No one will care about them.

"Hu Rigen, you're back. How's your sheep? Is it okay?"

Before he entered the dilapidated house, a burly woman came out.

There was a little girl about ten years old behind the woman.

Her skin is dark and shiny, and there are densely packed freckles near her nose.

He has big eyes, high cheekbones, a strong and upright body, and looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, but appears to be extremely innocent.

"I lost four sheep, but I brought back one person."

The man seemed to have no interest in anything.

When he spoke, he was like Hannibal, describing Lu Xinghe as if he were an animal.

Lu Xinghe was so scared that he almost took out 56 and a half from the space!

"Hey! Guests! Guests sent by Changshengtian! Guests that were exchanged for four sheep. They are the most precious guests on the grassland!"

The woman's attitude was completely different. When she saw Lu Xinghe, she hurried forward to greet him.

There was no Hada, no food, but those bright eyes were exactly the same as Tengger and the others.

"Hello, I feel a little embarrassed when you say that."

"No need! On the grassland, half of the sheep belong to us and the other half belong to the guests. Having guests at home represents Changshengtian's recognition of us!"

Before they could say a few words, the white wind that had just died down began to howl again.

The woman looked at the weather and without even saying hello, she directly pulled her daughter to help the man drive the sheep into the sheepfold.

By the way, he caught a lamb.

It happened to be the one that Lu Xinghe was feeding.

The white-haired wind was howling, and if I didn't hide in the room, I would probably die.

After entering this dilapidated house, Lu Xinghe discovered that it had no other use except for blocking the wind.

Even though cow dung was burning in the stove in the house, the temperature could not be raised at all.

Following the three people into the house, the man sorted his clothes.

The woman then told her daughter, "Hairi, quickly change the guest's shoes and warm them by the fire. I'll go kill the lamb and feed it to the guest!"

When Mongolians entertain guests, their hospitality is all the same.

Lu Xinghe was about to refuse!

She glanced at the taciturn man.

After just one look, Lu Xinghe was stunned.

This person!

This man!

Take off your hat and wipe the snow off your face.

Like that!

No, he is his father-in-law! !

However, he remembered from his previous life that his father-in-law said that he had a very hard life in Meng Province and had no one around him.

He also used his experience and the tenacity he showed when he was in Meng Province to encourage Lu Xinghe to be strong!

But!

Damn, if the time was right, he would have thought that his father-in-law already had a child here!

But he did hear it very clearly.

The woman's favorite is Hu Rigen!

Hu Rigen is not a person's name, but the name they use to refer to their son-in-law or husband.

If this was her husband, Lu Xinghe could still accept it.

But if it is the son-in-law's intention.

Then this father-in-law who was so righteous in his previous life is really not a human being!

The old cow eats young grass, grass that is younger than her girl!