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My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

When I left the Etumbulak development area, I was still a bit nostalgic. It has been three years since I came here, and I don't need to talk about suffering and suffering, as Bai Yun in this mountain sketch said: She was born for the Olympic flame, and we lonely strangers were born to support our families, right?

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

Workers in asbestos mines

Last night in the living area gymnasium to watch the children play ball, the outdoor cold wind is like a knife cut, but the indoor is hot, playing, can't help but secretly admire the children's innocence and optimism.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

Cliffs, this small place in the vast Qaidam Basin, the contrast between the two, like pinching a sesame seed on top of a watermelon.

Here, the yellow Gobi, the cold asbestos stone, the raging wind and sand, the dry climate, any one will make people choose to leave without hesitation, and those builders from all over the world have dedicated their youth and life to this land.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

The stone monument in front of the stadium is a testimony to the history of the asbestos mine

When I first came to the mine, I experienced a tribulation, and when I spent the rest of my life, I looked at the flag of the geological team fluttering in the wind,

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions and wrote this humble poem:

I'm from the far north

field

I don't know why I fell in love with this place

color

Bright red is my boiling blood,

Earth yellow returns to the original wild,

Blue is the totem I worship,

Snow white insists on the chastity of pure affection,

Darkness is the ravage of my indulgence,

Emerald green awakens the stiff dryness

……

Three people, three cars, fish through the repair shop, before going out, the old Kang sister-in-law stuffed me with two bottles of nutrition express and snacks, and repeatedly told me to slow down on the road, my eyes were wet, long goodbye to hometown and relatives, hearing such warm words, can't help but cry from the heart, quickly waved goodbye, alas, after the yellow dust rolled, there was no acquaintance.

Ma Zhong's driver Fat Zi half a month ago he returned home on leave to release poison, the phone urged several times, or reluctant to the "hot skin bag", helplessly, the driver's license off the trial of the horse boss had to drive the duck on the shelf, personally driving. To be on the safe side, I arranged for him to be in the middle, and I was in the front after Thesaurus was broken.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

Heading west along the potholed asphalt road, the moving car is like a boat in the sea, high and low, like an alcoholic jumping a disco, top-heavy and bumpy.

Ten minutes later, arriving at the asbestos mining area, looking around, dilapidated, all the houses on the ground are asbestos silk and thick dust, tall waste piles, wolf smoke-filled workshops, the kind of depressed, cold, desolate scene, as if to come to the dead moon.

The architecture here still retains the style of the 60s and 70s, and under the ancient slogan, it seems that you can still see the scenes of the fiery work of that year. Driving through the factory area, locking this gray time and space again from the rearview mirror, this place that has been forgotten by the rapidly developing society and has contributed countless resources has been deeply engraved into the mind.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

About a kilometer away from the intersection of Tieyi Highway and the old 315 National Highway, we stopped the car, locked the car door, walked to the intersection to "investigate" a little, the wilderness around the calm like a pool of water, did not find special circumstances. Xi Sang and I had completed the formalities and belonged to the "regular army", while Ma Zhong was a certified "fake", and if he was caught, the consequences could be imagined.

Who knows that the more afraid of ghosts but the more ghosts, just arrived at the intersection, a police car will bend out and block in front of the car, the young Jiaojing, who is also a fellow henan countryman with me, will proudly lower the glass and look at us.

Things are said to be complicated indeed quite complicated, deducting cars and detaining people (driving permits), there is no ten days and a half months can not be handled; to say simple is actually very simple, a word, money, with a circle in the square, everything is good to discuss.

Xi Sang became a matchmaker, lying on the car door, saying all the good words, spitting stars flying around, trying to match the "gray things" of the two people, "financial gifts" from two thousand to eight hundred, and finally Xi Sang really had nothing to say, and even Ma Zhong's daughter-in-law's reluctance to buy sanitary napkins became a reason for suffering. The goods were in a hurry, and when he took out his mobile phone, he was about to call for someone to tow the car, and Ma Zhong had to take out the last bit of road fare with a sad face.

In the distance, the living area was topped by the dry grass, becoming a clown to be slaughtered and played with, and the once fiery red sun was obscured by dark clouds at some point.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

The mountain road is winding, several kilometers ahead, driving away from the old 315, plunging into the Gobi, crossing between the withered camel thorns, feeling the hardships of life and the vicissitudes of the world, Ma Zhong was silent along the way, did not speak on the walkie-talkie.

Turn left onto the roadbed and enter the new National Highway 315, where the sky is overcast and snow begins to drift. Today's national highway is particularly many westbound cars, want to overtake is particularly difficult, Xi Sang said that it must be the Qingjiang provincial border traffic jam after the release, just happened to be caught up by us.

After a straight slow downhill, the climb began, which was the last big slope before entering the Red Willow Ditch, many large semi-trailer turtles were driving at speed, they were overwhelmed, there was a car water tank with high temperature, boiling hot water came out of the mouth, like a blowout, the driver stood dazedly to the side, not knowing how to deal with it.

Construction ahead, again off the national highway, into the dirt road.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

On the pavement were some pebbles of different sizes, densely packed with layers that could not be hidden and avoided, so they had to creak and creak up. Observed from the reversing mirror, a small red car emerged from behind Ma Zhong's car and ran parallel to it, protruding from the car with an arm waving, as if something had happened.

I pulled over, turned on the double flash, and came to Ma Zhong's car, where a small Xinjiang man was talking to Xi Sang and the two of them around the car, and it turned out that a stone clipped from Ma Zhong's two rear tires was thrown out, just smashing the front windshield of the family.

Alas, it is really a person who transports the horse when he walks, the rabbit falls and meets the old eagle, and Ma Zhong is confused, decadent and depressed. The best way to solve the problem is to communicate, from the intermittent chat, I learned that he was specially from Zhengzhou to Hetian to dump used cars, every time a few cars were sold, they and his partners ran a long distance to send them back to Xinjiang, and there were two cars behind it estimated to be blocked at the checkpoint.

In the end, the Xinjiang guy did not blackmail anyone, Ma Zhong lost six hundred yuan, everyone helped to clean up the broken glass of the gel, the young man rubbed his frozen hands, put on thick leather pants, put on a leather hat, against the cold wind and snowflakes, drove a car without windshield on the road, and disappeared into the depths of the snowy mountains in a moment.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

When we entered the valley of Hongliugou, it was already dark, the mountain rocks on both sides of the national highway were hidden in the darkness, the two headlights illuminated the front, and the light was absorbed by the road after the snow melted, dim and unclear, like our car that drilled in the deep mountains to pull the mine, has been using the original car lights, there is no brightener, in the desert Gobi will be less where there will be few cars, on the national highway, by the other side of the snow bright headlights, it has become a blind.

However, it was not so good to open his eyes, just arrived at a gentle place, and when he vaguely saw several buildings in front of him, Ma Zhong shouted on the walkie-talkie again, saying that the headlights were not on again.

I got into his car to check that the "+-" symbol on the dashboard was always on, and it turned out that the battery loss caused by not generating electricity was caused.

Snow outside the car, frozen people can not reach out, estimated temperature to have minus ten degrees, I dragged a torn coat, sneaked into the bottom of the car, the wheel splashed snow paste to the front axle, a thick layer of ice, instantly cut my hand a few times, quickly sucked a few times with the mouth, check the line, no fault, and then raised the cab, after some play, it must be the generator burned.

I couldn't walk, Xi Sang came back from the front with a flashlight, the road was slippery, he fell hard, he was embarrassed, his body was soaked, and the frozen boy stuttered when he spoke:

"Brother Niu, the front seems to be a repair shop, what is the name of the inn."

In Xinjiang, the vast area is sparsely populated, and the service facilities along the highway are not very perfect, especially some shops in no man's land are multi-functional, department stores, car repairs, hotels and hostels, three-in-one, four-in-one.

My bumpy experience in Ruoqiangla Stone in Xinjiang (2) New Dragon Gate Inn

The car was parked, the three people seemed to be good men in Liangshan in Shuozhou on a snowy night, their heads were covered with a thick layer of snowflakes, I raised my headlights and looked at the signboard ---- The New Dragon Gate Inn, my heart clattered, and I couldn't help but say to myself:

"Is there still a charming and sexy gold inlaid jade and a beautiful Qiu Moyan here?"

"Beautiful women can have, the more the merrier," Xi Sang interjected, a pair of eyes burning, and the snow hanging on the sparse eyelashes instantly melted:

"But," his fat claws that lifted the curtain hesitantly lowered:

"However, don't let me meet that demon Cao Gonggong"

Afterword:

Thanks to the support of friends as always, the three Gobi black shadows will be launched in the near future

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