The big era starts in 1983

In front of Dong Yixiang, there are high mountains and long rivers, deep and dense forests, and there is no trace of human habitation. It is definitely the most primitive mountain forest.

Beyond here, what is there ahead.

he does not know.

Hamao didn't know either, because none of them had been there.

Pathfinder.

It is necessary to choose the most suitable route before the official transportation. The no-man's land they have to go through includes deserts, virgin forests, and deserts.The land environment here in Harmao can be said to be quite harsh, and they are all places where no one has ever approached, and there are not many reference documents.

Suddenly, a shout came from behind: "Old Dong."

Dong Yixiang was stunned.

Looking back, Ding Er was less than 20 meters behind her.

This……

How is it possible, why did he cross the border.

Ding Er continued to be excited, "Old Dong, I can walk with you for half a day."

"What's the meaning."

Ding Er took out a fax from his pocket.

Just received it.

It was written by Bai Hao himself, with a map attached, and there are new marking lines on the map.

"Old Dong, I'm going to erect a stone monument. The original disputed area has been redefined. A small desert line to the north has been moved to our side, and here, Shire**Xili, more than 200 square kilometers have been drawn in. I'm going to see it with my own eyes, and then choose a location for the Lixin stele."

Dong Yixiang thumped Ding Er's shoulder, then clenched his fist and waved it vigorously twice.

Then, the two put their shoulders together and sang the song they used to sing in training when they were young.

At this point, look at everything in front of you.

The scenery seems to have changed.

In the distance, flocks of wild cattle and sheep can be seen from time to time, grazing their heads.

The blue sky is like a curtain, dotted with white clouds.

On a piece of grassland, purple, red, blue, and white flowers are competing for beauty.Walking in it is like walking through a long gallery. From time to time, disturbed colorful butterflies take off, and the mountains and mountains are woven into colorful brocades.

The road is a bit dangerous, and the roads that allow vehicles to pass are surrounded by cliffs and canyons on both sides, which are steep.

Turn a corner, the scenery is very different.

After turning over a slope, it is a brand new scenery.

This place can also be regarded as a no-man's land, because there are no people, no one is disturbed, and even the flowers live out their own happiness.

Ding Er looked at it, thinking silently in his heart, even if the stele is moved out, this area will be sealed back, so that no one will be harmed, it is beautiful, it is really beautiful.

In this way, until the new boundary, the two people separated.

Going further to the west is the real primeval forest and continuous mountains. Ding Er does not know what he will encounter. After Dong Yixiang arranged a short rest, he waved goodbye to Ding Er, and soon the continuous mountains were submerged.

Ding Er kept watching, and suddenly a bird was startled far away.

Ding Er smiled.

He knew that Dong Yixiang's approximate location was there.

Over this mountain, it should be a desert.

From the photos in space, I can still barely see the general terrain, what is the condition of the desert, is there a place where water can be replenished, is there a sandstorm, is there quicksand, is there...

Ding Er shook his head a few times, he stopped thinking about these things. …

The more I think about it, the more worried I feel.

The other groups of people crossed the border in the normal way through roads and railways, and then entered Harmao.

A day later, the first group of people looked at the land in front of them, and their hearts were as uncomfortable as seeing the yellow wheat that was drenched by heavy rain in midsummer.

Large tracts of land were deserted.

Rotting straw, tangled weeds.

In the distance, there are still half-built but unfinished houses.

A middle-aged man from Harmao who brought them over said, “More than ten years ago, someone proposed to promote agriculture and start a large farm. At that time, I was

When I was young, I was in charge of the paperwork. The investment amount in that year was 20 billion Mao Bear coins, and the investment of this farm was several million on the form. "

"This..." The leader of the team didn't understand: "A few million dime coins a year, a lot of money in those days."

"En." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly." After the distribution was done layer by layer, only less than [-] dime coins were actually distributed here, and the rest were said to be distributed in batches, but there was only a little squeeze every year. "

Someone came over.

Bai Hao's old acquaintance.

The cow struggles.

Niu Fendou asked, "The tractor is fine, when will it start?"

"Let's fix it."

Niu Fendou greeted, "Plow one foot and five deep, move."

After many lads shouted, a lot of tractor roaring began.

The middle-aged man in Harmao saw dozens of large carriage tractors lined up, and a large area of ​​land was turned over in the blink of an eye, and said: "Back then, according to the plan, there should be [-] horsepower for every [-] hectares. In fact, there are only two tractors arranged here, and they often break down.”

"Not only here, but the tractors provided by the whole of Hamao every year are not as good as compensating scrapped tractors. The autumn plowing form here is 20 days, and the longest is no more than 45 days, but in fact it has never been less than [-] days. For many years Both are about [-] days. It takes five days to plant wheat, but it actually takes eleven days here.”

The leader of the construction column from the Tianshan Mountains handed over a tin jug, which contained wine.

It's not a gift, it's just like giving out a cigarette when chatting.

The middle-aged man in Harmao took the tin jug and opened it to smell it, "Davari's, good wine."

"We brew it ourselves."

The middle-aged man went on to say, "The bears are bad people. Especially in recent years, they have used many tricks. Our farmers can't survive anymore. It's like being targeted by a vampire, but not killing you immediately. Instead, I will come to draw a bowl of your blood every month. Young people start to flee, and at least [-]% to [-]% of the people in the area I manage leave every year.”

"Finally, when young people leave the farm, in just a few years, 20% of young people aged 24 to 40.00 have left. Finally, when the elderly start to leave the world one after another, a large number of farms will become what you see In the past two years, our workers have also started to suffer from hunger. Before, we had enough food.”

The middle-aged man in Hamao took a sip of his wine and pointed to the tractors at work: "When I first started working, we had 120 tractors, and there were [-] tractor drivers. Now, there are less than [-]. Not to mention , there are many tractors that are indistinguishable from scrap iron.”

"Look at the depth of your plowing. It's almost half a meter deep. I haven't seen a tractor with enough power to support deep plowing for many years. You... have become... great."

You guys have changed and become great.

These words are touching.

Mao Xiong used to be Xia Guo's big brother. Many people knew about it, especially the mechanical knowledge. They said that Mao Xiong taught Xia Guo to make tractors.
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