Swallow said that Fatty and I were dung beetles in a cold war - the smelly Se, who had just settled for two days, and then came up with a demon moth to go to the grassland of the left banner of Kron. However, we had decided to go there, and after receiving the letter, we couldn't sit still. Moreover, it was better to pick up the sun than to hit the sun. Just the next morning, there was the last small train to deliver wood to the mountain in the lower reaches of the Chahagan River in the forest farm. If we wanted to get out of the mountain, we had to catch this train.

Since I went out to play, not to do serious things, I was embarrassed to ask for leave from the branch secretary in person and entrust the matter to Yanzi to do it. The price was to promise that when I came back from the grassland, I would bring her a lot of delicious food that she had never eaten before. Fatty and I had no luggage to clean up because there was nothing at all. They were completely like a proletarian and a bachelor. I put on a dog-skin hat, then carried a broken military schoolbag and ran out of the village. I walked in the mountains for a night before I arrived at the small train station that specialized in transporting wood in the early morning.

The work of loading the wood was done by the people in the village the night before. When we arrived, the train had already started and was breathing white. While the old man who was watching the station was not paying attention, the fat man and I climbed onto the last train, quietly lay on the piles of tied logs, and quietly waited for the departure.

According to regulations, such a small train only transports wood to a large station outside the mountain, and no one is allowed to take a secret ride. If the old man who was watching the station was discovered before driving, we would have to be driven down even if we said that the sky was coming, and we might even be labeled as taking advantage of the public for a meeting to conduct a review. So this matter is actually quite risky, and the fat man and I had to lurk like two spies, for fear of being discovered.

Although we were cautious, we still exposed our target. Two days ago, I started to have a runny nose when I was wearing yellow skin in the mountains. The barefoot doctor in the village gave me nickname "Sticks". He was a relatively "second" country doctor. He could cure both people and animals. He prescribed some herbs for me, but he didn't get better after drinking it. But at this time I couldn't bear it anymore and sneeze. I quickly covered my mouth with my hands, but I was still discovered by the old man who was watching the station.

The old man heard the movement and saw someone sneaking into the car. It was so great that he immediately rushed over with a beard and stared at him, wanting to pull the fat man and me off the train. But at this moment, with a shaking, the train started rumblingly. The front of the car gradually accelerated, and the trees on both sides of the railway retreated one after another. Seeing that the old man at the station could no longer catch up with us, the fat man and I immediately no longer cared about what would happen if he found out. We took off the dog-skin hat at the same time, and waved the hat and said goodbye to the old man with a graceful manner, shouting: "Farewell, Stuladen..."

The small train we took was simply not comparable to the regular train, and it was shaken and bumpy. On the train, I felt that there was no root at the feet, the wind was on the side of my ears, and I was tortured and had no time to appreciate the towering scenery of the ancient forest along the way. I wrapped my coat and hat tightly, and hugged it in a place where I was leeing under the wood. Even so, it would be easier than walking on the mountain road, and that journey was too far.

I went around and took many detours. I just said that Fatty and I had not been able to finish for a day and finally stepped on the grassland of the Kelun Left Banner. If we regard the map of China as the shape of a rooster, this prairie is located on the back of the rooster and is part of the Hulunbuir prairie. It is under the jurisdiction of Hulunbuir and is close to Xing'an League. It has a vast area, forest areas, pastoral areas, and agricultural reclamation areas.

The left flag of Kron is separated by several dry river channels left by ancient riverbeds. The transportation is inconvenient and the land is vast and sparsely populated. First, I went to the educated youth site in the outer agricultural reclamation area to find out where Ding Sitian settled. Then I took a "Lelecar" along the way into the grassland. The "Lelecar" is a unique means of transportation on the grassland. The car made of birch, elm and other mixed woods has a large wheel with a diameter of more than one meter. The herdsmen who were rushing to drive away the animals were shouting "Lelecar..." to drive away the animals.

This is the first time we have visited the Mongolian grassland. When we are immersed in the scene, we find that there is a big gap between them and the imagination. The so-called grasslands are sparsely rooted on sand dunes and are distributed unevenly. The grasses are clusters in clusters. The autumn grass is growing, and almost every cluster is knee-deep. Although these grasses are sparse and long from a close distance, you can see the boundless grasslands turning into yellow-green oceans, endlessly continuous.

We listened to the desolate singing of Mongolian herders. As the body of the car was bumping and undulating, the autumn grassland was cold, with clouds and weeds, cold wind blew, and geese formations in the air, and weeds were wailing away. According to local herders, snow began to fall on the grassland a few days ago, but the snow did not fall. It is estimated that winter will come early this year, just like in the mountains, we must start in advance to prepare for the winter famine.

The fat man had never been to the Northeast and felt that it was incredible that it snowed so early in the mountains and grasslands. He muttered that he didn't know why the climate was abnormal? Winter came early, which probably meant that spring was not far away. I said to the fat man: "The ancients said that the Hu land would snow in October. The Hu land refers to the territory of the Hu people outside the border. I think we have entered the Hu land..."

We sat in the Lele car and chatted for a few words about the scenery that was far away. As we were talking, the topic shifted to the comrade Ding Sitian, who was about to reunite. She wore two braised flowers and danced loyalty dance on the train in a military cap, and taught passengers to sing revolutionary songs. The image of Fatty and I was once shocked by the fat man and I, thinking that she was so beautiful and talented. At that time, probably already had a sense of first love, but the social atmosphere was there, and I didn't say it directly at that time, and perhaps I didn't think of that layer at all. After a long time, as the years passed, I realized that I might have this consciousness.

Now that the reunion is approaching, I feel my heartbeat is a little faster. Can we further the revolutionary friendship between our close comrades? Then I stayed on the grassland and refused to return to Daxinganling. I immediately discussed with the fat man and wanted him to ask me to ask Ding Sitian what my position is in her mind?

The fat man immediately shook his head: "I said Lao Hu, can you not be so impure? I just wanted you to ask her for help, what is my weight in her mind? Why did you let me go for you first?"

I thought to myself that you, boy, also has such a thief, so I said to the fat man: "What the hell do I do to you usually? Touch your conscience and say, Comrade Lenin said that forgetting the past means betrayal."
Chapter completed!