When the young man finally caught up with Aruna, Aruna was unwilling to go back. She said to the young man, "You don't have to worry about me. I was born and raised on this grassland. I will survive."

The young man asked, "How do you survive in the winter grasslands without cattle, sheep or tents?"

Aruna was a little angry at the question. "So what if I can't survive? My father, brothers, and my people are all dead. I am alone. Whether I survive or not is of no concern to me or others."

The young man lowered his head and remained silent, but suddenly said, "I am alone too. If you don't want to return to Chief Bayar's tribe, then we can go find your mother's tribe. It doesn't matter if they are gone. Perhaps the two of us can build our own tribe."

Aruna laughed at this. "A tribe for two people?" Then she thought it was a good idea. "Okay, our own tribe. What's your name?"

"Gaburti"

"Then our tribe will be called the Gaburti Aruna tribe from now on."

Gaburti also laughed.

Jaburti took Aruna to buy a tent, pot, blanket, stove and kettle on the black market at the border. Aruna asked, "Where did you get the money?"

Zabulti said: “My family and I saved the money for me to marry a wife.

But now let’s use it to build our tribe.”

Aruna wanted to sell her necklace on the border black market to get money to build their tribe, but Zabulti stopped her and said, "Our tribe needs a symbol and mark to pass on. Take your necklace and use it as our emblem and symbol."

This was the first time Aruna had felt kindness other than that Central Plains couple in a long time. She looked up and said, "Thank you."

But Aruna still removed several pendants from the intricately designed necklace and sold them as loose gemstones. She used the money to buy a few cattle and sheep.

A few years later, the Gaburtiaruna tribe had fifteen people, three of whom were their children, and the other dozen were post-war orphans and widows they took in and rescued on the grassland.

Mahanria opened a small tavern. After the ceasefire between the parties, the business of selling information was not so good.

But Ruiala gradually discovered that the business of finding relatives after the war was indeed good. Her tavern became a gathering place for people from all walks of life to find news about their relatives, friends, or enemies.

Everyone who wants to post or receive messages here has to pay her. Although it is not much, it is a huge income when accumulated.

Fifteen years after she separated from Chunya and Landuo, Landuo found this tavern.

Ruiala told Lando that her tavern was extremely popular in the first five years for finding people, but the news gradually became less frequent in the next five years, and in the past five years, only occasionally someone came to look for someone.

With fewer exchanges of information and fewer sources of information, she could not guarantee that she could help Lan Duo find the person she was looking for.

But three days later, Duan Yala told Lando that she had not found the person she was looking for, but she had accidentally discovered that Lando's letter had never been actually sent.

So, there is another possibility that the person she is looking for has never left.

Lan Duo received this shocking news and returned to her home.

Her husband is an honest and hardworking hunter. The life of a hunter is actually to fight against fierce birds of prey and beasts on the edge of a knife. If you want to live a good life, you can only risk your life.

This honest hunter usually saved every penny and was reluctant to eat or wear anything himself, but he was very generous in spending the money he earned with his life on Lan Duo and the child she brought with her. Even though he and Lan Duo later had a son and a daughter, he was still very good to his eldest son.

Sometimes the mother-in-law would be biased, but her husband would correct her when he found out. Lan Duo was always grateful for this. She trusted him as much as she trusted herself, and never doubted anything her husband said or did.

But it was this man who hid the letters and bought a postman. He watched her yearning, worrying and distressed day and night, and watched her often cry because she missed her home and family.

Lan Duo, along with her fifteen-year-old nephew, packed a simple bag and headed back from the Western Frontier to the Northern Frontier. No matter how far the journey was, as long as they set out, they could always reach their destination.

Lando was on the road with a half-grown child when they encountered robbers. The fifteen-year-old nephew was actually very tall, but he was too well protected. Lando was always afraid that her nephew would get hurt. This was the child entrusted to her by her sister-in-law, and her sister-in-law gave her her life for him.

My sister-in-law always raised her brothers and sisters as her own children, but she didn't even have the chance to hug her own child before she died.

So Lan Duo's biological son followed his father to the mountains to hunt early, but his eldest brother only allowed him to learn literature.

Perhaps it was the innocence and clarity in the eyes and face of this tall fifteen-year-old boy that made these robbers not afraid of his height.

The hunter suddenly rushed up from behind. With his years of hunting experience and his fists and feet, he easily dealt with the two bandits.

Lan Duo then realized that her husband had been following her quietly.

Lan Duo, who had just escaped death, shouted at him, "Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to me?" Whether it was fear, terror, or anger, Lan Duo was trembling all over. She was terrified; her nephew had almost died.

Her husband lowered his head and said, "I just didn't want you to leave. But later on, I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid you'd be angry with me, so I hesitated and didn't say it out loud."

So the three of them maintained a strange tacit understanding and formation, Lan Duo walked in front with her nephew, and her husband followed not far behind.

The tall nephew's behavior just now was like a lamb to be slaughtered. Lan Duo began to no longer object to her nephew going to her husband to learn boxing.

Then the formation became even stranger. The women walked in front and the men followed behind. A tall and big boy of fifteen years old followed the women in front for a while and then followed the men behind for a while.

Lan Ya finally found Lan Duo's home in western Xinjiang. The experience of living alone on the border for sixteen years has made the little girl quite capable and have a cold and stern temperament.

After she got the news, she followed the horse caravan and traveled day and night, but when she arrived, Lan Duo and her nephew had already left.

Lan Ya stood in the yard, not knowing whether she was excited or sad, her whole body was shaking. Her eldest sister was still alive and she had two children.

My eldest brother and his wife have a son who is fifteen years old.