Tibetan Mastiff Notes

Chapter 23 Fighting the Wolves (13)
I still don't want Uncle Dorji to accompany me. After all, he is old, and it is such a cold weather. If he climbs another mountain, can Uncle's body and bones bear it?What's more, there is no climbing equipment at hand, and it all depends on one's own physical strength and skills.I expressed my concerns and insisted that the uncle go back. As I spoke, I went to grab the bulging bag on his back.

Uncle Duoji threw me away, and continued walking forward, smiling and said: "Silly boy, we didn't just go empty-handed like this. Not far from the foot of the mountain, I knew an old friend of decades. But a mountaineering expert, he participated in the national mountaineering team when he was young and climbed Mount Everest. His son also likes mountaineering. They have the best mountaineering equipment and first aid medicine in their home. We have to go there first, and then Only then can I go up the mountain! If I don’t go, can you find their house?”

Hearing what Uncle Dorji said, I felt more confident, and the hope of a successful rescue increased a lot. When I was in a good mood, my steps became easier. I didn’t feel heavy at all when I stepped on the snow that had accumulated for many days. feet, but walked faster and faster.Uncle Dorji told me: "This is not good. Try to keep a constant speed and don't consume too much physical strength, especially when climbing mountains. Excessive physical exertion and uneven breathing, coupled with the cold plateau climate, are easy to suffer from lung cancer." Edema."

In fact, I know the truth. It’s just that when I was excited just now, I couldn’t help but want to walk faster, but no matter how fast, I can only do so.Arrive at that village before dark, the visual condition is too bad at night, and I can't climb the mountain, and it will be tomorrow morning at the earliest.

As we walked farther and farther, in order to maintain our strength, Uncle Duoji and I didn’t talk too much. I remembered in my mind that when I was about to leave, I was putting on clothes one by one. Dahei seemed to know that I was going to go far away. Yes, looking at me eagerly.When I was about to leave, Dahei dropped her four little mastiffs and followed into the yard, looking out, a little bit reluctant, looking pitiful.I remembered that I forgot to say goodbye to Dahei before leaving, and I also forgot to touch her head, no wonder she looked so uncomfortable, and followed outside, watching us go away.

That small village is very remote. Like our village, there is no road or electricity. Some herdsmen who migrated there later settled down there.The people there are close to the mountains, and almost all of them know how to climb mountains. Some people have very good climbing skills, such as Uncle Xianba's family.

Uncle Dorji saw that I was a little silent, so he told me something about the Xianba family.Uncle Xianba is now 50 years old. He was a mountaineer when he was young, and his wife is a pharmacist at a medical station in a nearby town. He works in the town all year round and can only go home once every two weeks. .Xianba's eldest son died of illness when he was eight or nine years old. His second son, Dajie, was only 19 years old this year.The whole family can speak Chinese, and the daughter is even smarter. She is planning to take the university entrance examination next year. Unfortunately, the environment here is not good, and there is no road. I can't come back during the winter vacation. I can only wait for the summer vacation.

As I listened, I was thinking about Dahei's reluctance to part before he left, and thinking that only Gesang was with Dahei at home, and he was lonely with a mastiff, so I felt uncomfortable.We kept walking, and the speed of walking on the snowy road was obviously much slower than usual. It was easy at first, but the more we walked, the more strenuous it became. There seemed to be lights ahead, like a sparsely populated small village.

I saw Daxuefeng on the other side. Although it is not as high and steep as Mount Everest, it is covered with thick ice and snow. It looks straight there, and it is indeed very steep. It must be troublesome to climb. But it still looks far away, in the dim night, it's just a distant silhouette.

"We'll be there in less than an hour," said Uncle Duoji.

Uncle Dorji himself was too tired. It is not easy for him to walk such a long snowy road when he is old. He also encouraged me, saying that Xianba’s family has delicious yak meat and delicious yak meat. Butter Milk Tea.Although I also stopped to eat something on the way, but when Uncle Dorji said that there was delicious yak meat ahead, I really hadn't eaten it. When I was hungry, my steps naturally quickened.I ran forward quickly, and all the fatigue along the way was thrown into the sky.Uncle Duoji followed behind and shouted: "Run slowly, don't pant, don't cough, be careful..."

I didn't hear what he said clearly. I guess he was talking about pulmonary edema, but I feel that I am in good health. Although the altitude here is much higher than that in the plains, I haven't gone up the mountain yet. Even if I run for a while, there will be no problem.I ran a long way quickly, but Uncle Duoji couldn't keep up, so I had to stop and stand in front of him and wait for him.

The snowy road was very slippery and the snow was deep. If I took a step, my feet would sink. I had to slow down and walk forward with Uncle Duoji.From a distance, I saw a figure moving in front of me, and Uncle Duoji saw it too, so he shouted forward.The figure in front stopped, turned around, and looked like a young man. Seeing us staggering behind, he walked over quickly, approached, grabbed Uncle Dorji's hand, and said: "Ake Dorji (" "Ake" is a respectful name for elders in Tibetan, which means uncle), why are you here? It's getting dark, and it's snowing like this again!"

Uncle Dorji told me that this young man is Dajie, who is very strong and a mountaineering enthusiast, and then introduced me to Dajie.

Dajie heard that I used to be a soldier, so he liked me very much. Because I was older than him, he called me elder brother, and rushed to help me carry things. How dare I ask a little brother to help me carry things? The heavy luggage bag is resolutely refused.Dajie was very displeased, and insisted that I carry the bag for him, otherwise he would hold on to my sleeve tightly.

I had no choice but to hold him back, so I said: "Uncle's backpack is even heavier! You can lift it for uncle." In fact, 80.00% of the weight is on my bag, and Dajie snatched Uncle Duoji's backpack On the body, I felt that it was too light, so I insisted on grabbing my bag, and the two of them walked forward.

Uncle Duoji and Uncle Xianba have a very good friendship. I heard from Uncle Duoji that when Dahei was a little mastiff that only sucked milk, Uncle Xianba personally sent it there. I don’t know if the female mastiff of Xianba’s family is still there. , is also a pure black mastiff, fiercer than Dahei.

Dajie heard us talking about Dahei and Dahei's mother, so he interjected: "The mastiff Nanka at home ("Nanka" means sky in Tibetan) is no longer here. Once a couple came to Climbing here, I lived at our house at the time, and we agreed that we would come down that night whether we could climb up or not, but we didn’t come down at night. We thought we were in danger, and went up the mountain the next day to find them, only to find that they were stuck in the middle of the mountain. In an ice crevasse, Nanka also followed, the mountain was steep and slippery, because of saving people, Nanka failed to stand firmly, was dragged down, and fell to her death."

Uncle Duoji and I both feel very sorry. According to Uncle Duoji, Nanka is braver than Dahei. Dahei’s fierceness can shock me, and Nanka is even more powerful and aggressive than I can imagine. , This is called like a mother like a daughter.Dajie told me: "Nanka died on the snow-capped mountain. After Nanka died, his family buried Nanka at the foot of the big snow peak to commemorate Nanka's bravery." Jie pointed sideways at the Daxue Mountain behind him, and said, "That's the mountain. I don't know what to call it geographically. Anyway, people in our small village call it Nanse. In Chinese, it's Tianzi Peak. Although It’s not very high, but it’s very steep, except for the slightly flatter pass at the halfway up the mountain, you can’t stop at other places, you can only keep going up.”

Dajie's words added to my desire to climb Tianzi Peak. I had a strong interest in rock climbing and a desire to conquer, not to mention going up to find those trapped people.

When we arrived at Uncle Xianba’s house, Uncle Xianba was the only one in the house, and he was cooking dinner. Aunt Xianba had just returned to town, and it would take another half a month before she came back.Uncle Xianba and Uncle Duoji met, and both of them were very happy. They hadn’t met for several years. The last time, Uncle Xianba sent Dahei to Uncle Duoji a few years ago. She didn't have any teeth yet, and she was breastfeeding.

After the two and a half hundred old people greeted each other, Uncle Xianba brought out food, as well as highland barley wine. The room was steaming hot, and the smell of yak meat greatly increased the appetite.It’s not easy to talk about going up the mountain while eating. Uncle Duoji said that Dahei is also pregnant and gave birth to four little mastiffs, two males and two females. one.

Uncle Xianba’s family has not raised a mastiff since Nanka’s death last year. He was very happy to hear what Uncle Duoji said.

I was thinking in my heart: I just let the uncle have one, Uncle Xianba has one, Uncle Zhaximu has one, and another herdsman has agreed on one in advance, I am hopeless.Forget it, anyway, mastiffs are pets on the prairie, and they are not suitable for keeping in big cities, especially the bustling metropolises. Besides, Beijing does not allow large dogs.

After dinner, Uncle Xianba saw that we were a little silent, so he took the initiative to ask why we came. He heard that we were going to Tianzi Peak, Uncle Xianba said: "Now is not a good time, just in a few days, there will be more There was a heavy snowstorm, and the temperature dropped by more than ten degrees Celsius. It is even more difficult to go up the mountain. On average, if you climb 1000 meters, the temperature will drop by sixty to seven degrees Celsius. Coupled with strong winds and snowstorms, it will be even more dangerous."

I was very anxious and said, "No way, people are trapped on the mountain, so we have to go up anyway." Uncle Xianba smiled and asked me, "Are you sure they are on this mountain? You don't even know where they are. How to find it, do you turn the entire mountain peak back and forth?"

(End of this chapter)