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lier than usual。 Warm winds turned the Olonbulag a golden yellow。 Autumn grass； pressed down by the snow for an entire winter； burst onto the surface； and on some of the slopes that faced the sun a smattering of green buds appeared。 Dry winds and warm days came hard on the heels of these changes； and when the teams went to their birthing meadows； the people were kept busy with wildfire prevention and antidrought measures to safeguard newborn animals。
狼圖騰（英文版） 4（13）
Gao Jianzhong was too late。 Laborers and members of the floating population who had streamed into the city to work in transportation and construction teams had； earlier in the year； viewed with envy the lively scene that occurred when Gasmai’s team had brought cartloads of gazelles to the purchasing station。 They had crowded around the hunt—ers； trying to learn the whereabouts of the hunt。 After being told that all the frozen gazelles had been retrieved； they had approached Bayar with candy from the Northeast； but he had directed them to an empty moun—tain valley。 Finally； these men； mostly Mongol outsiders from Manchu—rian farms； had found the grassland Mongols’ weakness—liquor。 They had gotten the shepherd Sanjai drunk and learned the location of the gazelles。 Moving quickly； they had beat the wolf pack and Gao Jian—zhong by arriving just as the gazelles were breaking through the surface of the snow。 They had pitched a camp nearby and； within a single day； retrieved every last animal； big and small； good and bad。 They had then loaded them onto carts and transported them overnight to the purchas—ing station at the Bayan Gobi mune。
Over the next several nights； the horse herders heard the plaintive； angry howls of hungry wolves echo up and down the valley。 They grew tense； keeping close w
