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Chapter 108

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In the next few days, I kept checking the direct branch, but no particularly outrageous problems were found, which was far worse than our Jiangdu Branch. It seems that Xining's underdeveloped economic level has limited the thief-heartedness of the leaders of the direct branch.

During this period, I wanted to go to the boss's hair salon of the giant breasts to experience it. Considering that there was something wrong with the place where life was not good, I still tried to resist and didn't go. Of course, I don't know if Wu Shaoqiu has been there or not.

Three phone calls are not leaked every day. I listen to my son telling interesting things in school, listen to Ah Qiong telling that his son is becoming more and more disobedient, listen to Chen Hong's charming longing, listen to Zhao Yànxia's coquettish voice and crying, and feel more warm and romantic when I am thousands of miles away.

The men and women in the inspection team are already familiar with each other. They either play poker together, go shopping together, or dance together after work, which is also fun.

I met Li Jing first, and she was the same year and month as me, but was only two days older than me, and the relationship between them was closer than everyone else. She had changed my name to be my little brother, and I began to call her sister privately.

Before the audit of the direct branch was completed, it was the end of the month. Before the audit was closed, President Zheng heard that we had not gone to Qinghai Lake yet, so he insisted on arranging us to go there. If we can't say that Qinghai Lake would be like not to arrive in Qinghai.

Director Deng has been to Qinghai Lake, but considering that we have never been there, he has no objection.

I got on the bus early in the morning after breakfast. The road was still sparsely populated, so the car drove very fast. The driver Lao Li was already familiar with us, and now he could show the generousness of the Northwest people very casually. While driving, he introduced the local customs and unique folk jokes to us. Coupled with the noise and exaggerated laughter of the ladies, the journey that should have been lonely seemed very lively.

Along the way, there are still grasslands with severe desertification and bare mountains of different sizes with little trees. There are occasionally traces of rest left by herders on the grassland. Of course, we will see herds of cattle and sheep looking for food on the grassland or hillsides from time to time.

Ask Lao Li what are the cattle and sheep eating?

Lao Li replied that cattle and sheep eat grass roots now, and the more they eat grass roots, the less grass grows, so the desertification of the grassland is very serious now.

Then ask him why the government does not restrict grazing?

Lao Li smiled and said, "How can they live if the herdsmen don't let the herdsmen graze?

While we were chatting and laughing, we arrived at Sun and Moon Pass. There was a large area of ​​snow on Sun and Moon Mountain in this season, which made several of us men and women from the south cheer.

The snow did not freeze, so we were able to climb to the top of the mountain smoothly and look at the way we came, and then we realized that we were walking towards a high place.

There is a pavilion on the top of the mountain. Lao Li said that the Sun and Moon Pass was the place where Princess Wencheng rested when she entered Tibet. The pavilion on the mountain was where she stayed to look back at Chang'an.

When I walked into the pavilion, I felt that the pavilion was not big or luxurious, just like the pavilion that is common in South Park. It was hard to believe that Princess Wencheng would stay here, but I wondered if Princess Wencheng was anxious and embarrassed to say that, so I had to relax in the name of resting my car?

After all, princesses are also humans and need to urinate and defecate, just like what we often say now is that the secretary is also humans and likes beauties.

It’s a pity that the stars are changing, and I can no longer smell Princess Wencheng’s breath on this Sun and Moon Mountain. I can only feel the lonely feeling of the princess who was traveling from Chang'an when facing the endless mountains.

From Sun and Moon Pass to the west, it is mostly flat, of course it is flat at the foot of the high mountain.

After all, it is a grassland area. Many places where the car passes by are still a little green. Occasionally, you can see golden yellow in the distance. The golden flowers are particularly conspicuous and gorgeous under the quiet mountains. Lao Li told us that they are rape flowers planted by farmers near Qinghai Lake, which surprised us that rape flowers can still be grown on this plateau.

After walking for a while, we arrived at Qinghai Lake. Lao Li parked his car by the lake. After getting off the car, we rushed straight to Qinghai Lake. However, we found that Qinghai Lake was different from the green ones we saw in Longyangxia Reservoir. The water here was blue, a deep blue, a blue with soft light. At first glance, there was also a blue in the distance, but we couldn't tell whether it was the blue of the sky or the blue of the lake.

The lakeside is a vast and flat grassland, and the vast and blue sky Qinghai Lake is like a jade plate embedded between the surrounding alpine grasslands. The blue sky, white clouds, mountains, lake water and grassland complement each other, so harmonious and harmonious, it is a rare and magnificent scenery.

We shouted a few times in front of Qinghai Lake. The scream fell into the lake and there was no echo. What we left was the vast blue sky and water. At this time, I suddenly realized the artistic conception of Tao Yuanming picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountain: in the dust and yellow sand, I was at a loss, and suddenly saw this blue color. Isn’t it the same destination as the scene described by Mr. Tao?

It’s a pity that the grasslands around us are still a thin piece of turf in the sand. There is no intoxicating charm of the ancient poem I learned in my childhood. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep. What is shown in front of us is the helplessness of the vast sky and the vast wilderness, which inevitably gives people a sense of beauty.

After getting on the bus, we walked in the similar scenery for a while, and finally arrived at the famous Bird Island west of Qinghai Lake.

Bird Island is actually a peninsula connected to the lake shore. It was already the high season of autumn. Except for the occasional birds flying around, the other ones are left with sand and stones. There is also a bird watching platform that is useless in this season, which is not as beautiful as imagined as the birds flying high.

According to Lao Li, Bird Island was a veritable island completely isolated in the lake more than 20 years ago. Later, the land desertification became more and more serious, and it gradually became a peninsula facing water in three directions.

It was already high and cold at this time, and most birds went to the south to overwinter. Only when dozens of birds of all kinds flew back to live here in April and May will it be lively again. If you come here, thousands of birds will circulate on your head, some will shit, some will dive, and you will accidentally make bird droppings. If you are interested, you can even find a lot of bird eggs when you flip it on the sand.

After hearing what he said, I couldn't help but feel a little fascinated and complained about the fact that I didn't send us here for audit in April and May, but when I thought that I might not have a chance to come here in April and May, I had to give up.

On the way back from Bird Island, I passed a small town. Lao Li took us to a small restaurant and said that he wanted to treat us to Qinghai Lake's specialty Huangyu.

He explained that Huangyu is a fish species unique to Qinghai Lake. In recent years, due to ecological deterioration and large-scale prey, Huangyu resources are facing depletion. The local government has therefore ordered a ban on fishing. If people are not very familiar, the hotel will not dare to get Huangyu for you to eat.

In fact, the taste of Huangyu is not special, it has a bit of braised bass. Of course, it is a local specialty after all, and the feeling of eating it is still not very different. However, we have become the only accomplice to accelerate the extinction of aquatic organisms in Qinghai Lake, and we can't help but feel a little ashamed.

Just by Huangyu, I shared a bottle of barley wine with Lao Li. When I was drinking, I asked Lao Li how much he could drink. He said that he could only drink about one and a half pounds (he was less than fifty), which scared me: Couldn’t he drink two or three pounds more than ten years ago?

It seems that the book says that people on the plateau can drink alcohol is not a false statement.

Leaving Qinghai Lake, I didn’t have the nostalgia when I was in Longyang Gorge. Perhaps what I saw in Qinghai Lake was the natural scenery given by God and the wanton destruction of this scenery by people. Longyang Gorge is a matter of human beings relying on their own strength to transform nature and create beautiful scenery for human beings to benefit themselves.

Of course, I know that when I say goodbye to Qinghai Lake, I cannot integrate into this vast lake. Although this blue lake is so vast and deep, it is someone else's home. What is rippling in my heart is the beautiful lake in the south, although the lake has long lost its sweetness and has long deposited too many industrial foreign objects.

The next day, I exchanged audit opinions at the provincial bank. When I returned to the hotel, Director Deng summoned us to make a summary and announced that we would take seven days of holiday after arriving in Beijing. I would gather to Henan on the 8th to have free activities during the National Day.

Since we were not going back on National Day, we had to find another way. Li Jing’s husband would pick her up, and the rest would discuss how to visit Beijing together after Beijing.

Qinghai Branch thanked the inspection team for their guidance on their work and gave each of us a pair of deer antler blood wine, two cow velvet sweaters, and cordyceps beef jerky. It was not easy for us to come to the plateau, so we did not refuse.

Seeing that the cow velvet sweater was very warm, I asked Lao Li to take me to buy seven pieces, one for my parents, father-in-law and son, and one for Chen Hong and Zhao Yàn Xia. Although it is not very popular now, after all, I have to express my feelings after a trip.

Except for Chen Hong and Zhao Yànxia's cow velvet sweater, I sent all the other things to Aqiong through the post office.

After doing all this, I breathed a sigh of relief, but sighed again: Alas, it is really not easy to be a man.

Finally, I was leaving Xining. Director Wang seemed very excited on the way to the airport that day. He only heard his laughter along the way, and it was obvious that it was a heartfelt comfort in his heart.

Director Wang sent us to the security checkpoint. After we passed the security check, we all turned around and said goodbye to Director Wang. Director Wang smiled and waved his hands. The gesture was like driving a chicken in the countryside. It was estimated that Director Wang was saying in his heart: These plague gods have finally sent them away.