After another two weeks, Anar found that both Ze Yitong and Dhondup were busy. She asked carefully, and it turns out that there are two months before the annual Nagqu Horse Racing Conference. In addition to horse racing, herdsmen from hundreds of miles away will bring their goods. At the race meeting, you can get enough necessities for the coming year.
Ze Yitong's family has two horses, fifteen cows, and forty sheep. Among the herdsmen, the conditions are really not that good. At least the Tibetan clothes of Ze Yitong and Dunzhu are not very gorgeous. Every Tibetan has several sets of traditional Tibetan clothes, which are also one of the best dowries for every Tibetan daughter besides attending festivals.
Anar heard from Dhondup that for the daughter of a rich herdsman, a good Tibetan dress can be worth hundreds of thousands, with the best materials and the best turquoise, and her family does not have many cattle and sheep, only I'm afraid that there won't be many dowries in the future, although Ze Yitong is only twelve years old now, Dunzhu is afraid that his daughter will be poor when she gets married, so he will start preparing the dowry now.
"Ze Yitong's Mo La has bad eyesight. I took her for a check-up two years ago and said it was cataract. The operation cost tens of thousands more. The champion of the horse race has a bonus of 100,000 yuan. We are going to give it a try."
While tidying up the accumulated fur, Dhondup chatted with Anal about the housework. Her Chinese is not very good, and it is a bit difficult to chat with Anar, but Anar feels that when Dunzhu speaks, there is a kind of vitality that does not give up on life.
"Sister Dunzhu, can I go to the horse racing meeting?"
Living in this family, Anar doesn't know what she can do for this family. If she can really win the 100,000 yuan bonus, it should be very useful to Zeyi's family, right
Dhondup stared at her: "Can you ride a horse?"
Anal thought for a while and shook her head: "I don't remember."
The next day Ze Yitong led a horse out, and went to a place where there were no cattle and sheep with Anar to practice riding. As expected, Anar could not ride a horse, and Ze Yitong happily became a teacher.
Seeing the 12-year-old Ze Yitong flying freely on the horseback, making some thrilling moves from time to time, Anar was a little impressed by the idea of winning the championship at the horse race meeting two months later.
Can she surpass those herdsmen who grew up on horseback in these two months
Anar carefully rode on the horse, and Ze Yitong first took the rein and walked slowly. After walking for a long time, Anar felt that she had adapted to the shaking of the horse, so she asked Ze Yitong to let go of the rein.
The horse began to trot, and Anar straightened her back at first, but then the horse suddenly accelerated, and she had to lean forward to reduce the friction of the wind.
The wind whistled past her ear, blowing away a small purple flower that Ze Yitong had pinned to her ear earlier. The cold wind on the grassland poured into Anar's neck, mouth, and nose. Her eyes were half-closed, and she quickly calmed down from the nervousness at the beginning.
"Relax, relax your body, rise and fall with the horse's back!" Ze Yitong shouted behind him.
Today, the horse didn't know what was going on, and it ran faster and faster, and Anar quickly found out that something was wrong.
Panic flashed in Ze Yitong's eyes, and he whistled, trying to stop the horse, but her herding horse ran faster and faster.
Anar guessed that an accident probably happened, and all she could do at the moment was to hug the horse's neck tightly so as not to be thrown off by it. The wind became howling, and the horseshoes trampled the flowers on the grassland, destroying the original harmonious atmosphere.
Ze Yitong ran to the yurt. Her family still had a pony. Although it didn't run fast, it was better than nothing. I hope it can catch up with Anar's horse!
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Anar has always been calm. Although the horse seems to be mad, she is not like the first time she encountered such a dangerous situation. For a moment, Anar was on the horse, and she still had time to think about what she was before. What kind of people, is such a danger often encountered? Otherwise, why is there no fear in the subconscious mind.
Relaxing her body, following the ups and downs of the horse's back, Anar hugged the horse's neck tightly, the grassland receded in her field of vision, and a silver lake appeared in front of her eyes.
The frantic horse gradually slowed down, and when it reached the lake, it had completely calmed down.
Anal rubbed her broken thighs, and slid down the horse's back.
I heard from Dunzhu that she found herself unconscious beside a silver lake, could it be the one in front of her eyes
Anal looked forward to it, but was also a little scared.
If this lake is really the place to rescue her back, will there be some clues left behind to prove her identity? This is what Anal is looking forward to. But if she didn't find it here, she would have no confidence in finding who she was.
Dhondup said that he could actually go to the police station to find out who she was, but Anal didn't have much hope for the report. She didn't even remember her name. If she had no previous criminal record, it would be quite difficult to find her identity among China's billions of people just by face comparison.
Most importantly, there was a voice in her heart that seemed to be clamoring that she had to rely on her own strength to find "Anal" before she lost her memory, otherwise things would become very troublesome.
The surface of the lake glowed with a silver cold light in the sun, calm like a glass mirror.
Anar walked into the lake and saw many messy footprints on the wetland. She knew that there should be many animals drinking in this lake, which meant that there was no problem with the lake water.
Anar touched the lake water with her hand, it was so cold that her fingers were almost frozen.
This is the lake after the fusion of snow and water, right? so cold.
She rubbed her hands, breathed hot air into her palms, moved her hands and feet, and searched carefully by the lake.
Pushing aside the dense aquatic plants, Anar didn't miss any small place, and walked a few miles along the river bank. She found a few very shallow footprints on the west bank of the lake. Put your feet on it, and the footprints roughly match.
A gleam of joy climbed up Anar's cheeks, and she knew that she must have found the right place.
She searched all the aquatic plants near the footprints, but she didn't find anything of value. Anar pondered, could it be that she was wrong
Probably not... Her eyes fell on the surface of the silvery lake, and when she looked closer, the surface of the lake was clear, and she could see swimming fish and aquatic plants. Anar's eyes flashed, and at the bottom of the lake a few meters away from the shore, there was a black backpack lying quietly on the bottom of the lake, most of which was covered by aquatic plants.
It is rare here, and in such a coincident corresponding direction, a black backpack appeared at the bottom of the lake. Anar felt that her breathing became short of breath, and before she had time to think about how she had such good eyesight, she had already jumped off the Silver Lake—then The backpack will most likely prove her identity and help her find her true self!
The lake was icy cold, and Anar was almost paralyzed by the water of the Silver Lake. She had to get back her backpack before she was frozen.
However, it seemed that God was against her in the dark. The shoulder straps of the backpack got stuck on the rotten tree roots at the bottom of the lake. Anar couldn't break free for a while, and the air in her lungs was decreasing sharply. The situation was extremely dangerous.
Ze Yitong finally chased after the traces on the useless pony. On the edge of the Silver Lake, only the horse that Anar was riding just now was grazing leisurely by the lake. Where is the beautiful Anar? figure
"Anar... Anar..." Ze Yitong jumped off his horse, ran along the lake and shouted. There are wolves on the grassland, even though it is daytime, sometimes wild wolves who are hungry and crazy don't pick the time to attack.
The little girl yelled for a while, with despair in her heart, could it be that Anar was really eaten by wolves
She put her hands on her knees and began to cry.
There was a sound of splashing water from the west of the lake, and the drenched Anar jumped out of the water with a bag in hand. Ze Yitong was surprised and happy, and ran over there quickly:
"Ajia, Ajia, so you are not dead!"
Ajia is a term Tibetans use to call their elder sister. Ze Yitong was overjoyed and called out this title that she had already admitted in her heart.
Anal is her "Ajia", she decided!