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Chapter 31 2. The road is bright

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    Joan heard a sigh from the Malcolm woman's chest.  What she wanted to say, Luo Zi spoke, and he looked into the eyes of the Malkang woman: "But, Khamba women will not betray their husbands!"

    The Maerkang woman bit her lip: "In winter, the grass in Ruoergai is covered with ice and snow. The grass is dead, and only the roots are alive. In spring, the grass on the red field grows again. You say that the grass that grows is still the same.  the grass?"

    "Of course not." Luo Zi had no choice but to say.

    "That's right. A woman's heart has changed, not the original heart."

    Everyone didn't speak for a while, and sat silently in the car.

    Luo Zi looked at Joan, and Joan understood what he meant and nodded to him.

    So Luo Zi said to the Malkang woman behind: "Okay, my wife has figured it out, and we promise to help you. But, where do you want to go? Also, you have to tell us how a woman's heart changes."

    The Malkang woman sighed deeply: "When I was in Ngaba, at night, those Tibetan men would come to the town to drink, sing, and sometimes dance, and they would not return to their tents until dawn.  There is a black man, he is young and handsome, his singing voice is the most beautiful, even on the top of the snow mountain far away, his singing voice can be heard. This man in Tibetan robe, the Tibetan knife on his waist  Sharper than anything else, he dances like an eagle, he captivates my heart! He said that his family already has thousands of yaks, horses and a large flock of sheep, and he wants me to marry him. I  Said that I was married. He cut his finger, dripped all the blood into the wine, then drank all the wine and smashed the bottle. He finally said that he didn't want yaks and horses anymore, he wanted to travel around  world, find a more beautiful woman"

    Having said that, the Malkang woman burst into tears.

    She cried, "I'm going to him, I dream of him every night. He once gave me a leather belt with a ruby ??on it, which was his most precious thing I opened my eyes wide during the day  Look at his figure, use my nose to smell his scent at night, I will find him Please, take me away, I want to find that eagle-like man, he took my heart away!"

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    The gray-green water of the Minjiang River came oncoming, splashing endless spray.  The man drove silently, and the two women just looked at the white water, which was the happiest and most beautiful thing on this lonely road.

    Whenever the car climbed up a high ridge, Joan and the Malcolm woman would throw out the colored pieces of paper with spells drawn on them, and shouted together: "Ana Saiyu¡ª¡ª"

    After passing Xiaozhaizigou, we will arrive at Shangxiahaizi soon.

    When we arrived in Shanghai, the jeep turned off.  When they were in Mao County, they forgot to refuel because of the Malkang woman.

    Luo Zi had no choice but to park the car on the side of the road and wait for the passing vehicles.

    Standing on the road and looking down, the water in the upper and lower Haizi is not flowing, it is emerald green, like hard emerald.  More than half a century ago, there were two wealthy villages between the mountains here, not "Haizi".  One night, the earth suddenly shook, the mountains split into wide canyons, the villages sank to the bottom, and the groundwater gushed out There were no sighs or calls for help, no matter whether chickens, dogs, cattle, men, women, children, happiness, sorrow, joy, sorrow, everything  The events of the human world, together with the dreams at night, are forever submerged in the water more than 80 meters deep

    Shangxiahaizi is the barrier lake left by the earthquake.

    Today, they see only ripples of emerald green water.  The hillside next to Haizi is full of corn, and the mountains and rivers are as peaceful as water, without any memory of the past.

    Under the bright sunshine, the corn on the hillside is tall and straight, green and shiny.

    After waiting for nearly two hours, they still couldn't see the passing vehicles. The three of them were a little anxious.  The few beers left in the car were also drunk.  Luo Zi gave the last cigarette to the Malkang woman, and he and Joan shared a piece of her highland barley tsampa.

    "Just go to Songpan," Luo Zi comforted them. "When I get there, I will fill the car with food: beer, yak jerky, and the red plums that Joan likes to eat."

    Finally a tourist bus came, Luo Zi stopped it and asked the driver to give some gas.  In the car was a tourist group from Guangxi, all accompanied by Guangxi people, impatiently urging the Chongqing driver: "Damn it, hurry up and leave, what are you doing with him? Wasting our time!"

    The local companion in Chongqing was a Tibetan boy humming a folk song, and immediately scolded his Guangxi colleague: "Shut up the fuck, why do we need help? A person like you must be killed if you go out!"

    After filling the oil, Joan offered money to the driver, but the driver refused and told them: "There is a ram ahead with a few sheep, jumping from a big rock.??For a long time, it seems that I have completely forgotten about Haicheng City, that distant place with beaches, bars and taxis

    One hundred and seven

    Luo Zi unzipped the tent a little, looked at the stars, and looked at his own wings.

    "Let me tell you" he said, "When I was in the Northwest, at Yangguan, I met a man"

    She seemed to wake up again and said, "You met a man? What kind?"

    "A man who is always on the go. He came to me when I was walking alone and said, 'Let's exchange courage, men on the road alone need it!' I told him I have women and my women are always there  looked at me from the side. He said, 'Oh, women? I have many. But if they are around me, I lose my strength, so, I never keep women with me, and I don't miss them.' and  After I finished these few words, he left quickly. When I saw him again, he was already sitting under the Populus euphratica tree on the ancient city wall and drinking more than ten black beers" (Remember the website URL:  www.hlnovel.com
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