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never they could； for which Gasmai would let him earn the appropriate work points。 Chen and one of the other herders； Yang Ke； yoked up a light cart and headed to Bil…gee’s yurt。
Yang； a classmate who lived in Chen Zhen’s yurt； was the son of a famous professor at one of Beijing’s most prestigious universities。 They had as many books at home as a small library。 In high school； Chen and he had often traded books。 They’d exchange views when they finished； and were best friends。 In Beijing； Yang had been a shy； mild…mannered boy who blushed whenever he met a stranger。 No one could have pre—dicted that after two years of eating lamb and beefsteaks and cheese； after baking in the strong rays of the Mongolian sun season after sea—son； he would be transformed into a brawny son of the grassland； with a face as sunburned as the native herdsmen and none of the bookish manners he’d brought with him。
Yang was more excited than Chen； and as he whipped the back of the ox he said； “I didn’t sleep at all last night。 The next time Bilgee takes you hunting； be sure to let me go along； even if I have to lie there for two whole days。 This is the first time I’ve heard of wolves performing good deeds for people； and I won’t believe it until I personally drag one of the gazelle carcasses out of the snow。 Can we really take a cartload of them back with us？”
“Would I lie to you？” Chen smiled。 “Papa said that no matter how hard it is to dig them out； we’re guaranteed a cartful； which we can s for other things； like New Year’s items and some large pieces of felt for our yurt。”
Yang was so pleased he whipped the back of the ox until it glared angrily。 “It looks like your two…year fascination with wolves is begin—ning to pay off；” he said。 “I’ll have to start studying th
