Crossing the Western Tianshan Mountains

Fang Ya knew that it was useless to persuade him any further, so she could only watch Wu Yongjie open the door and go in. She heard some loud shouting inside, and they continued to play cards.

The next morning, Wu Yongjie's engineering team went to work as usual.

Surprisingly, no one obeyed Ling Fengxi's notice yesterday. Those who were off duty were all sleeping in the dormitory, and no one got up to shovel snow and clear the road.

Ling Fengxi stood on a high point, watching the workers heading into the tunnel. He could see the road down the mountain was covered in white. A few herdsmen stood not far away, also observing the situation in the camp. His face remained normal, but his heart grew heavier.

To Fang Ya's surprise, the old man Jiayi Laobai came again, sat on the stone where he had played the dombra before, and continued to play the dombra.

The originally brisk rhythm, amidst the vast white mountains, is now filled with a sense of vicissitudes.

Fang Ya stood not far away and listened, her eyes gradually turning red...

Gulnar and Ayala also arrived. Ayala told Fang Ya, "The sick sheep have been isolated, but the other sheep don't look too good either. It's probably because the weather is so cold. The sheep have been in a cold and damp environment, so their hooves are prone to rotting. Many of them are unwilling to get up and eat grass. They will probably starve to death in the end."

Suddenly he asked Fang Ya, "If we kill these sick sheep before they become too thin and starve, and send them to the construction team, will the workers dare to eat the meat?"

Fang Ya was shocked and said quickly, "You can't eat sick sheep until they are cured. The virus in the sheep's body can be transferred to the human body, causing blisters and fever, and in severe cases, it can be fatal."

Ayala said, "Then I have to go back quickly. Hanati said that instead of letting the sheep die, it would be better to kill them and eat their meat. He is hosting a mutton feast at home."

Fang Ya didn't know what to say and could only watch Ayala leave in a hurry.

Standing on a high place, Ling Fengxi saw Ayala's horse shuttle through the whiteness, quickly climbed up a hill, then went down and disappeared.

Gulinar said, "A few days ago, Nurlan also suggested the same thing. She also said that if we can't eat some of the mutton ourselves, we can send it to the construction team so that the construction team can also satisfy their cravings. But my Ata stopped her. He said that the sheep this time can't be eaten. If they die, we should dig a pit far away, burn the sheep in the pit, and then bury them."

An old man in the family is like a treasure, which is a true saying.

Fang Ya also understood the reason why the old man came here in person to play the dombra today. Gulinar must have told him that Ling Fengxi had gathered the workers to clear the way, and the old man should have come here today to cheer for the workers and to thank them for coming, but the workers had all entered the tunnel.

Fang Ya called Wu Yongjie and said, "Come back to the camp."

Wu Yongjie said, "I'm in the camp."

Fang Ya was a bit surprised. Because of the recent active fault zone, Wu Yongjie had been working and leaving work with the workers every day. He didn't dare to slack off for even a moment. Now, the workers had been working for an hour, and he was still in the camp? This was rare.

"Where are you? Old man Jiayi Laobai is here, why don't you come and talk to him? Haven't you always held this old man in your heart and said he is a treasure?"

"I'm busy. I don't have time."

"What are you busy with?" Fang Ya was a little curious.

"What do you think?" Wu Yongjie seemed to be in a relatively cold place, and he was already breathing heavily as he spoke. He added, "Go to where Jiayi Laobai is and follow his gaze."

Fang Ya walked slowly to Jiayi Laobai's side with full of doubts. She found that the old man played the dombra very happily. The reason why she felt that there was sadness in it might be because of her state of mind. Moreover, the old man's eyes were shining and he had a smile on his face, as if he was really encouraging someone.

She followed Jiayi Laobai's gaze, and in an instant, Fang Ya's eyes turned red... On the way down the mountain, Wu Yongjie was alone with a snow scraper, a shovel, and some other snow-clearing tools, and was working hard there, sweeping, piling, and pushing. It seemed that he had been working for quite a while. A small area behind him revealed the original black color of the mountain.

Seeing Fang Ya looking at him, he waved to her excitedly.

Fang Ya burst out laughing, and tears started to fall.

Gulinar saw this and shouted, "I want to join in too," immediately running to the camp to find tools. Meanwhile, in another direction, Ling Fengxi, Ye Minglang, and three or four other office staff members stationed at West Tianshan had already arrived, led by Ling Fengxi, not far behind Wu Yongjie.

It seems that he is ready to do something big.

Fang Ya said to Jiayi Laobai, "Grandpa, thank you for your dombra. It makes us work more vigorously."

Fang Ya returned to the medical room and said, "If anyone has finished their work today and is willing to go with me to clear the way, please go."

Unexpectedly, the girls in the medical room responded positively. They tried their best to finish the work in their hands, leaving only a few to look after the patients receiving intravenous drips. The others were fully armed, dressed warmly, and wearing the sheepskin gloves that Ayala had made for them before, and set off on the road in a "major" manner.

As the saying goes, when a man and a woman work together, the work is not tiring.

With the participation of the girls from the medical team, everyone worked harder. What's even better is that after receiving the news, the workers who were originally off duty also came out of the camp and joined the team that cleared the way.

Wu Yongjie really felt sorry for them and said, "Rest when it's time to rest. Start resting normally from tomorrow."

Finally, the workers said, "Then we can rest tomorrow."

Anyway, we have to do it today.

After about an hour, the number of people clearing the way had increased to over a hundred. Wu Yongjie approached Ling Fengxi and said, "You seem to have some influence. With just one announcement, so many people came."

Ling Fengxi was very self-aware and knew that these people did not come for him. At this time, he only said three words, "Thank you."

Wu Yongjie added, "In this world, thanks are the least valuable. If you really want to thank us, buy us a few more sheep so we can have a more interesting winter. Our workers don't have enough to eat, sleep, or have fun. This Western Tianshan is as quiet as a dead place. Ling Fengxi, why don't you do something practical?"

Ling Fengxi didn't object to his opinion this time. Instead, he said, "You're absolutely right. It's my fault for not thinking enough during this period. I'll arrange some entertainment activities to make everyone's life better, and I'll also improve and strengthen the diet."

"Hey, Ling Fengxi, why are you so easy to talk to today?"

Fang Ya listened behind them for a while, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing again. At the same time, she poked Wu Yongjie with the handle of the shovel, reminding him to stop.