There is no need to distinguish the direction at all. You can easily find the yurt in Zhang Jianmin's house along the impression in your memory.

From a distance, I saw Chi Na'er standing at the door stirring her yogurt pocket, while a little boy was staggering and chasing and playing with a wolf dog.

Seeing Ye Yuze approaching, the wolfdog pricked up his ears alertly and made a "whimper" sound from his mouth, and then warned Ye Yuze not to approach his master's territory.

Ye Yuze shouted, this is a habit. Ordinary dogs will know that they are their master's friends when they hear this shout, and they will not rush up to bite them.

When Chi Na'er looked up, she saw a man riding a horse and approaching. The dazzling sunlight made her unable to see the person clearly. She put her hands on her eyes and became a pergola. Only then did she see Ye Yuze clearly approaching.

I suddenly felt that this person was familiar, but she was still not sure who it was. After looking carefully for a while, I suddenly shouted in surprise: "Ye Yuze, is it you?"

Ye Yuze also laughed and jumped off the horse, picked up Chi Na'er and walked around.

Chi Na'er hammered Ye Yuze's shoulder twice with her fist, asking him to put herself down. The little boy next to her looked at Ye Yuze with a longing look on his face, and said in a slight voice: "Uncle, I want to hug you too."

Ye Yuze had to pick him up and turn around, while the little boy smiled and kept waving his hands.

Chi Na'er took the child from Ye Yuze's hand and let him into the yurt to pour milk tea. Ye Yuze's memory overlapped a little, but the little girl with a bright smile in the past has become the mother of two children with a somewhat bloated figure.

"I knew you were back, but I didn't have time to see you. Why did you have time to come here?"

Regarding Ye Yuze's situation, Chi Na'er naturally knew that the herdsmen had few playmates. How could she not pay attention to this Han baby who saved her life with Yang Geyong?

"I'm going to the company to help take care of the cows. Today I'm fine and come to see you. I haven't seen you for so many years, isn't it okay?"

Chi Na'er put her son in her arms with a sweet look on her face: "You have seen it all, and you have had misfortunes in life, but it has all passed. Now I am the happiest of the women I know."

Ye Yuze nodded. He knew that Chi Na'er was saying what he said. The tolerance and consideration of Han men were incomparable to Kazakh men. Chi Na'er, who had experienced two marriages, had the deepest experience of her, otherwise she would not have said such words.

Ye Yuze took a sip of milk tea, and the taste was still the same, the taste was strong but not greasy. He couldn't help but sigh: "Cinnaer is the best woman to make milk tea on this grassland."

Chi Na'er's face was full of excitement, but she was not humble because she thought so too.

After chatting for a while, Ye Yuze suddenly asked, "Chi Naer, tell me the truth. Why didn't you agree to Yang Geyong?"

In fact, Ye Yuze has always been a little confused about this matter. You must know that if anyone thinks, the reconciliation of the two of them is the perfect result. After all, the child was born by them. But Chi Na'er refused.

Chi Na'er smiled, her eyes filled with memories. After immersing for a while, she suddenly asked, "Yuze, do you think it will be really happy to get back together with Yang Geyong?"

This sentence stunned Ye Yuze. He thought about it for a while, but then he was a little confused. He really didn't know the answer.

Chi Na'er handed a piece of cut cantaloupe to Ye Yuze's hand. She sorted out the broken faces of her temples and smiled:

"I am a Kazakh woman. I haven't read books for a few days, nor have I left this grassland. I have no knowledge. I used to think that as long as he loves me, I love him too. Then we should be together. This is natural."

Ye Yuze listened silently, gnawing at the cantaloupe in small mouths. The sweet smell seemed to make him go back to those years.

"It's just that after getting married, because of my attention and hearing about him, I realized that I was not worthy of him. Men like you are eagles and are destined to travel in the sky. I can't tie his wings with a yurt."

Chi Na'er's tone was filled with a complex emotion, which made her voice tremble. Ye Yuze was inexplicably moved. He could hear that every word Chi Na'er was true.

"I am just an ordinary Kazakh woman. My life is a yurt and a flock of sheep. Because I have been through this for generations, and I will no exception. Yang Geyong can give me these, but then I will ruin him and turn him from an eagle to a shepherd."

Ye Yuze fell silent. He no longer knew what to say. He was a college student and had so many experiences, but in front of this Kazakh woman, he felt his superficiality.

Since the topic of love has been the most expressed way of emotion since its language and words. Especially for poets and writers, they can create all kinds of bizarre stories to express the lofty and purity of love.

But now in front of this woman, it’s really worthless. What is love? Love is let go and let the loved one get the life they deserve!

Those who dominate the other party with the slogan of love but talk endlessly about how noble they are, are really rubbish in front of Chi Na'er!

"Then don't you want your daughter?" After a long silence, Ye Yuze asked another question.

Chi Na'er smiled: "She is Yang Geyong's daughter, and Ying's daughter should follow him to the world to see everywhere, and I just need to know that she is happy."

Ye Yuze's eyes were warm. He would not tell Yang Geyong about this, because he was disrespectful to Chi Na'er. If someone could do things to this extent, he would not need any gratitude for any situation.

When it was getting dark, Zhang Jianmin finally came back with the flock. He was also very surprised to see Ye Yuze. Although the two didn’t have much interaction, they were still childhood friends after all. They were naturally very happy that they hadn’t seen each other for so many years.

The sheep enter the pen, and the herdsmen have finished their work in one day. Although the Han people do not have the habit of drinking every day, they must drink alcohol when they are old friends.

A pot of meat grabbing hands, a few cantaloupes, and a few bunches of freshly picked grapes. This was the best dish to serve. The two men simply moved the table to the grass outside and started drinking.

The moonlight is just right tonight, and the bright moon seems to hang on the top of the yurt, and even the grass leaves blown by the wind on the ground can be seen clearly.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Zhang Jianmin's face was already red. His alcohol tolerance was not good, but it did not mean that he did not dare to drink it. How could there be cowards in the Corps doll?
Chapter completed!