Chapter 1718: Joining

"Oh, making dumplings, Mom? Who's here?"

Following a voice, a young woman opened the door and walked in.

She was wearing makeup and clothes that were quite fashionable for this era, and she was dressed very gorgeously. It was very out of place with such a dusty, vast, and empty plateau county.

This was an acquaintance of Wang Yan, but she had always appeared in the role of the brother-in-law's wife, and had no fate with Wang Yan.

"Yo, you're the new college student, right?"

Wang Yan was making dumplings with Zhang Qinqin, and he greeted with a smile: "Hello."

Dean Zhang introduced: "This is my eldest daughter, Bai Shao."

"There is also an eldest brother, named Bai Chun, who is in the army. We are a family of five."

Bai Shao smiled brightly, and there was no lack of enthusiasm in her words. This Bai Shao was much more pleasing to the eye than the Bai Shao Wang Yan knew before.

Wang Yan said: "Very good, many people are lively."

"It was okay when I was young, but I can't see anyone when I grow up. I can't be lively even if I want to be." Bai Shao asked, "What about you? How many people are in your family? Listening to what you mean, it seems like there are not..."

"Bai Shao!" Dean Zhang interrupted, glaring at her eldest daughter, "The dumplings are about to be wrapped, go boil the water, what are you asking blindly."

This place is too small, and Wang Yan, a college student, is also relatively rare, so his family situation is naturally not a secret. Everyone who mentions it can't help but sigh, lamenting Wang Yan's bumpy life, and can't help but say this kid is stupid.

Clearly, he is the only one left, and he doesn't think about enjoying a good future in the plains area, but has to run to the plateau to suffer.

Dean Zhang also knows Wang Yan's situation, plus he was assigned to the mountain patrol team, and happened to see Wang Yan looking at the tree at his own door, so he invited him to eat dumplings at home.

However, Bai Shao didn't understand. She blinked her big innocent eyes: "What? Can't I ask?"

"You..."

"It's okay, Dean Zhang," Wang Yan said to Bai Shao, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that my family members are all gone, and I am the only one left. This is an objective fact. Even if I don't say it, they can't come back to life. It's been so many years, I've long been used to it, there's nothing I can't say."

"Then let's not say it," Bai Shao stuck out her tongue, waved her hands repeatedly, and then asked about things outside Wang Yan.

Compared to Bai Ji, Bai Shao obviously yearned for the world outside more. Her dress and makeup, which stood out from the crowd, fully explained this point...

When eating, the conversation was still about topics outside.

Although Zhang Qinqin didn't yearn for the outside, she also wanted to know the news outside. She was from Jin Ling and supported here with her husband, and she took root here.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed, and she has never left the plateau, and has never seen scenery other than high mountains, grasslands, and Gobi. Someone came from afar, and it was from the capital, so she also wanted to inquire about the outside world and recall the distant past.

The next morning, Wang Yan was about to go out for a stroll, but he was found and taken all the way to the government office building.

Lin Peisheng's office was very simple, with old tables, chairs, and sofas, files piled up messily, and a stove in the room, with the chimney poking out from a hole in the window, and bags of dry cow dung on the floor.

"Magistrate Lin."

Wang Yan knocked on the door and went in, just seeing Lin Peisheng standing by the window, while an acquaintance of his was sitting on the sofa. There was clearly some unhappiness between the two, but they were still suppressing their anger.

"Here, Little Wang," Lin Peisheng smiled brightly, "Let me introduce you. This is our county's Deputy County Magistrate Duojie, and also your direct leader in the future."

"Hello, leader!"

"Where is there any leader? We are all friends fighting together. Just call me Duojie," Duojie waved his hand, got up and walked to Wang Yan, patting Wang Yan's arm hard with both hands.

The strength was really great. If it were an ordinary person, they would always feel pain.

Duojie stared closely at Wang Yan's eyes, seeing that he had no reaction, as if the strength had no effect on him.

"Your physical condition is quite good. Is this your first time in a high-altitude area? Are you used to it? Plateau sickness is fatal, do you know? Now regret..."

Duojie's voice stopped, looked at Lin Peisheng on the side, and then continued, "Forget it, I'll just tell you one thing, don't force yourself if you can't do it. I heard that you are the only one left in your family, don't do stupid things.

Being brave in Bolamula will cost you your life. The lowest altitude there is above 4,000 meters, and there are many quicksand belts. The danger of nature is one aspect, but more dangerous are those gold diggers and poachers in Bolamula. Their weapons are better than ours, and their ammunition is more sufficient..."

Duojie objectively talked about the difficulties faced by the mountain patrol team in the no-man's-land, hoping that Wang Yan would know the difficulties and retreat.

Lin Peisheng on the side looked so ugly. After all, he arranged for Wang Yan to follow Duojie to explore mines, but Duojie persuaded Wang Yan to quit in front of him, and he couldn't say anything. He couldn't force Wang Yan to die, right? So he could only look ugly.

"Thanks for your concern," Wang Yan glanced at Lin Peisheng's face and said with a smile, "My adaptability is still very strong. I came here with only a little dizziness at first, but now I can run and jump here without any problems.

And I shot guns during military training in college, and I have a good aim. The instructor who led the team at that time said I had talent and was a sharpshooter."

Duojie smiled: "Military training, I know, they are all fixed targets, at most 100 meters. But look at the environment here. When the weather is good, you can see dozens of miles away at a glance, and people are also moving. Looking from afar in the mountains, people are as big as chairs, which is not so easy to hit."

"Leader, anyway, I'm here, so I have to go and do it to know if I can do it. Otherwise, wouldn't I become a deserter? It's shameful."

Lin Peisheng grabbed the topic: "Little Wang is right! Young people should have this kind of energy. No matter if they can do it or not, they have to do it first. Okay, Duojie, I'll leave him to you. Let me tell you, this is a treasure in our county, you must take good care of him. Take him away."

Duojie is a down-to-earth person. Seeing Lin Peisheng stuffing people to his subordinates, he didn't say anything, just said: "The 50,000 yuan promised, you hurry up."

"When have I ever said anything that didn't count? It's you who didn't count! Hurry up and go!" Lin Peisheng pretended to be angry and sent Wang Yan and Duojie away.

It was a good day, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the wind was not biting, and the sunlight shone on people warmly.

Downstairs, standing in the courtyard of the county government, standing in the sun, Duojie couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and shared one with Wang Yan: "Little Wang, pack your things and go to Dean Zhang's house to gather. Eat a meal there at noon, and we will go to the village below in the afternoon.

It's closer to Bolamula, and we usually operate there. Going into the mountains is ten days or half a month. Prepare whatever you need, or tell me."

"Okay, leader, I'll go pack."

"I said just call me Duojie."

"Okay, Duojie."

Wang Yan responded, and then went to the dormitory where he was temporarily staying to pack his things.

He didn't have too many things, just a few sets of clothes for the four seasons, a few pairs of shoes, and a domestic film camera.

Although he was a photographer in the last world, he was still willing to take pictures this time. After all, he had changed his environment. On this snow-covered plateau, there are local ethnic characteristics, high mountains and lakes, and wild animals, so there are still many things that can be recorded.

He wandered outside these two days and had already taken many photos. He planned to find the county's propaganda officer to help wash the film later. This is really wool-gathering...

When he carried his luggage to Dean Zhang's house, it was already lively, and the room was full of people.

Dean Zhang and Bai Ju were cooking, and a few people were laughing and playing.

Seeing Wang Yan come in, they all stopped their movements and stared at Wang Yan.

Without stage fright, Wang Yan put his luggage on the ground and greeted everyone: "My name is Wang Yan, and I was assigned here to follow and explore mines. This is my first time on the plateau, and I don't understand the customs here. If I offend anyone, please don't blame me."

Silence, no one responded, everyone looked at Wang Yan, and then turned their heads to continue laughing and playing, the meaning of exclusion was self-evident.

"That... Wang Yan, right? I heard you are a college student?" Bai Ju took the initiative to speak, resolving Wang Yan's embarrassment.

She understood Wang Yan's current situation very well. Although she worked with the mountain patrol team, she had never been allowed to enter the mountains and was excluded. Now that Wang Yan was new, he was excluded by these mountain patrol team members, just expressed clearly.

On the other hand, she had read police school and knew the outside world. She understood that people like Wang Yan who were willing to come to the poor, remote, and bitter Maji County were really coming with a spirit of dedication.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, and then spoke to the mountain patrol team members.

"I understand, you think I was sent by the county to monitor you. Although I have been here for a short time, I roughly know the contradiction between Duojie and the county. He wants to protect the ecology of Bolamula, and the county wants money, it's that simple.

I am really here to explore mines, to see if I can find valuable mineral veins that can be mined. Even if I can't find mineral veins, I study geography, and I can also improve the geographical data of Bolamula, which is also needed by the country. Geographical data is the lifeblood of the country.

Like this, I will tell you about what Japanese spies did within our borders before the War of Resistance, and what impact it had on the war afterwards."

Everyone had been attracted by Wang Yan's words, because Wang Yan directly faced their exclusion, which was a brave act. Not to mention that he told them a story...

Wang Yan's ability to tell stories naturally doesn't need to be said. Dean Zhang stopped her movements and listened to the freshness with her children.

The content is not complicated, it is just that before the war, Japanese spies collected geographical data, explored mineral veins, and made maps. After the war started, the goals were clear and targeted attacks were launched.

A few minutes passed, and someone couldn't help asking: "Is what you said true?"

"Of course. Take Bolamula as an example, we always have to know the way into the mountains, know where there is water to replenish, and where to camp in the leeward. Which mountain is the highest, which lake is the largest. Where wild animals like Tibetan antelopes and wild yaks appear.

Only after knowing these can we come and go in such a large no-man's-land without getting lost in it and returning to the embrace of the mountain god."

"What he said is true," a red-faced man said in Mandarin with a thick accent.

"Zacuo, how do you know?"

"Just like preparing feed for cattle and sheep to spend the winter in winter, and preparing tomorrow's meal today," Zacuo said affirmatively, "Wang Yan, you are worthy of being a college student, what you said is really right."

"Thanks."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, and then under Zacuo's introduction, he met others present. Sangba, Han Xuechao, He Qingyuan, Dongzhiba.

They could be considered to have accepted Wang Yan, at least they didn't ignore him as before, and could communicate.

So Wang Yan went a step further: "I see there is beef here, Dean Zhang, is there any flour at home? I will make some beef noodles to show the brothers my craftsmanship, and I have to prove that I am useful."

"The knowledge of college students is useful, what else to prove," Dean Zhang shook her head with a smile, but still took out flour for Wang Yan and let Wang Yan get busy.

Ramen needs to be awakened in advance, it's too late now, so Wang Yan made hand-rolled noodles.

Over there, add seasonings to the yak beef to boil the soup. After the noodles are rolled, put the noodles into the pot and cook them with the beef soup, which is more flavorful. Add some chopped green onion, get some chili, and eat two cloves of garlic, which is a delicacy on earth.

"College student, I didn't expect you to cook so well," the thin Sangba said, "Can you do anything else?"

"I can do all eight major cuisines and various pasta, but the materials here are still a bit worse. I will make it for you slowly in the future, we have to get along."

Sangba shook his head: "You are different from us, you are a cadre establishment, it is impossible to stay here for a long time."

He just wants an establishment, wants to mix an iron rice bowl. Little did he know that state-owned capital reform is in full swing outside, and employees are laid off...

"Duojie is still a leader, he stays here, I still have a long way to go. Even if I leave the day after tomorrow, I will make a good meal for the brothers tomorrow. Eat, eat, if it's not enough, I'll cook again. This is my first time eating yak beef, don't say, the taste is really different."

Wang Yan talked about eating, and everyone's topic turned, telling Wang Yan about the characteristics of Tibetan food, and gradually talked about folk customs, all of which Zacuo and others argued to introduce to Wang Yan.

A group of men together, always fighting and making trouble, arguing after a few words. Even the three Bai siblings followed, very lively.

Only Dean Zhang noticed that Wang Yan was the one who spoke the least, eating with a smile, guiding everyone to chat. In such a chat time, who lives where, how many people are in the family, how big the grassland is, how many cattle and sheep, all inquired clearly. And Zacuo, who was happy to chat, also very generously expressed that he would ask his mother to make a set of ethnic costumes for Wang Yan...

After lunch, everyone chatted for a while, and when Duojie finished his work and came to look for them, everyone went out and got into the car, drove out of the county town, and rushed to the wilderness.

The motorcade drove on the bumpy road, the sun fell, the dust filled the sky, the distant high mountains watched them, and the wind became messy to welcome them...

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