Crossing the Western Tianshan Mountains

After all, it’s the Chinese New Year!

Yes, it's Chinese New Year after all. It's a shame we can't set off cannons or fireworks, but we can sing. What songs should we sing? Then, someone came up with the idea, and it turned out to be a difficult inspirational song, "Butterflies Don't Cry." "How long is this road? How many songs can I sing until dawn? I can't see the moonlight in the city. Who will care about your sorrow? If that's the case, I might as well be strong. Thank you for teaching me and staying by my side..."

A brave butterfly doesn't shed tears. Even if the wind and rain ferociously beat against my wings, even if I have to climb over the highest hills, there will always be a place for me. A brave butterfly doesn't shed tears. I spend all my time just to bloom beautifully. My wish is unwavering even in death, and no one can stop me..."

Because this team is mostly young, this is actually a pop song, but the melody and lyrics are very passionate and full of determination...

Wu Yongjie couldn't sing, but he just listened and his eyes were filled with tears.

Several Kazakhs were also moved to tears after hearing this. Nurlan suddenly said to Wu Yongjie, "Captain Wu, I've grown up thinking that this mission with you is the most meaningful thing in my life."

Wu Yongjie patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are still young. You will do many meaningful things in the future. You have a bright future."

Lin Jinghui said, "I have a feeling that we will succeed this time."

The people around immediately responded, "Success! Success!"

Li Jianguo, Yan Zhuoyu, and several other technicians were in another snow circle. Unlike the others, their roasted chicken and lamb chops were left unattended, and they were already smelling burnt. They were constantly flipping through documents and notebooks, figuring out how to conduct the survey tomorrow...

In the end, Wu Yongjie took two cups of red grass mold juice and climbed from one snow circle to another, mistaking it for red wine, and handed the "wine" to them.

"The camp must be buzzing with activity right now. We can't afford to be outdone, let's get busy too!" Wu Yongjie said. "We can't just keep our heads down and work. Anyone who does is a cow!"

The three of them clinked their glasses and drank in one gulp.

Li Jianguo and Yan Zhuoyu felt that they had completed the "New Year" mission, so they lowered their heads to study the process. Wu Yongjie felt bored staying there, so he had to return to his own snow circle.

How should I describe this day? It’s bad, but not terrible either.

Some people go to the Arctic Circle to see the aurora borealis. There are no auroras in the Western Tianshan Mountains, but there is light frost and snow that drifts all night long, there is moonlight, there is wind, there is fire, there is singing, there is the smell of meat, there is milk tea...

Wu Yongjie stood outside in the cold wind, admiring the night's snowy scene. The moon was large and bright, its pale blue shimmering across the earth like the sun rising after dawn. Frost flakes drifted silently down like feathers in a dream, stretching Wu Yongjie's shadow far out. A faint glow of firelight shone through the snow circles beneath the tent...

It is so beautiful that it makes people forget that this is a dangerous glacier area.

It's so beautiful that you want to stay here forever.

……

The next day was a real holiday. Everyone in the West Tianshan Special Tunnel Construction Camp was sleeping in. Even Fang Ya, who was always very self-disciplined, got up late. She was a little drunk because she drank too much last night.

But before she got completely drunk, she walked out of Ling Fengxi's room and looked back at Ling Fengxi. She saw that Ling Fengxi was also a little drunk and was looking at her with his head tilted.

Noticing Fang Ya looking back at him, he curled his lips slightly and said sincerely, "Thank you."

But Fang Ya didn't know what he wanted to thank her for...

Since this guy rarely said thank you, Fang Ya had to take this opportunity to blackmail him. "How do you thank me? Are you going to treat me to durian?"

Since arriving in Xitian Mountain, Fang Ya had hardly eaten durian. There was no durian sold locally, and shipping it from other places was expensive because it wasn't in the free shipping area. Furthermore, it would be damaged by the long journey. But she was a huge durian lover, and since she couldn't think of a better way to get it, she had to ask for a durian...

"Okay! I'll give you a lot of durians. You can eat as much as you want. I promise to give you durian freedom in the future." Ling Fengxi quickly agreed.

But Fang Ya knew he was joking. In this place, if they wanted to achieve durian freedom, they would have to wait until the sun rose from the west, or this tunnel was finally built...

At that moment, she was suddenly stunned. Yes, once the tunnel was completed and connected, there would be no shortage of durians. With north-south traffic flowing, there would be no shortage of anything we wanted. How difficult would it be to achieve durian freedom?

She was shocked and looked back at Ling Fengxi, but saw that he seemed to be drunk, leaning on the chair with his eyes closed.

She closed the door gently for him.

She knew that this tunnel would definitely be built. She felt Ling Fengxi's determination and Wu Yongjie's perseverance. If these two people couldn't build this tunnel, then probably no one could do it, right?

So they will definitely succeed!

Fang Ya went over the events of the previous night in her mind and was still very excited, but her body was very lazy and she stayed in bed, not wanting to come out. The next moment, Ayala's voice rang out from outside the door, "Doctor Fang, I've delivered the milk and the milk tea is ready, but I see everyone is sleeping in. I wonder if I should ring the gong now."

Fang Ya looked at the time and it was already eleven o'clock in the morning...

After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Knock it."

Those who want to get up can get up, and those who don’t want to get up can continue sleeping...

Fang Ya also got up quickly, opened the door and saw Ayala coming in. Her eyes were red and she covered the lower half of her face with a mask. She was unwilling to take off the mask after entering the house.

Fang Ya immediately realized something and forcibly pulled off Ayala's mask. Sure enough, he looked bruised and battered. Ayala couldn't hide it anymore and hurriedly put the mask back on. "I'm fine. It happened last night. Hanati wanted to get together with his friends. I didn't take good care of his friends, so I got beaten up. He didn't hit me hard, so I'm fine."

Then she said, "Let me wear a mask. My breasts are burned. I want to go back now, lest the others see me and laugh at me."

She was not actually afraid of being seen by others, but was afraid of being seen by Ling Fengxi.

Fang Ya didn't know what to say, so she just nodded silently. "If anything happens after you get back, call me and we'll rush over immediately."

Ayala nodded, "Then I'll be leaving. I wish you all a happy new year."

In fact, today is the real New Year’s Eve. The workers in the camp have been working hard for a long time and finally took a breath. They started to have fun since yesterday.

Wu Yongjie's team will embark on a very difficult exploration mission today, so they celebrated in advance yesterday.

As for Ling Fengxi, he knew the progress of Wu Yongjie and the others. They couldn't celebrate the New Year, and Ling Fengxi himself was not in the mood to celebrate the New Year. In addition, there was no one in front of the pot of hot milk tea left by Ayala, and no one was making milk tea. The New Year atmosphere of the entire camp seemed to have been drained away yesterday. Today, it was quiet, even lifeless.

Ling Fengxi held the bowl, filled it with milk tea, and drank it slowly while standing by the pot.