Anar rides on the horse of heaven, coming here like white lightning across the sky at dusk. It’s the final group, so audiences are tired of watching. However, they soon feel refreshed when they see the perfect cooperation between the unique white horse and the valiant heroic female rider.
While all men of the grassland are still not convinced, Anar wins easily on the horse of heaven without any doubt.
In a chorus of praise, Anar jumps down and leads the white horse to Ze Yitong. The little girl’s face is incredibly red. She is too excited to say anything.
Now she knows—At the very start, what Anar really wanted to catch was not wild horses, but the horse of heaven!
“Ajia, how dare you… Hmm…”
Anar covers her mouth, not letting her finish her sentence. She signals to Ze Yitong that many people here might hear what she says.
Ze Yitong nods, “Let’s take it back to our yurt. Otherwise, if it is stolen, what should we do?” Saying it, Ze Yitong tries to lead the white horse. However, it stands still, without even moving its hoof.
Ze Yitong pouts, “Ajia, it only obeys you.”
Anar smiles and touches the mane of the white horse. Of course, it only obeys her, its only owner in the world. People can see how shiny she is now. But they don’t know how much she suffered in the Snow Mountains for taming the so-called horse of heaven. It makes Anar think that her victory this time is not about taming the white horse, but conquers herself.
They lead the white horse to their yurt. Dun Zhu and nana are overjoyed when they see Anar back here.
“It is a very daring thing to catch wild horses. Let us see… are you OK?”
Nana can’t help weeping. Dun Zhu is not good at Mandarin, so she doesn’t know how to express it even when she anxiously wants to stand up and check Anar. Anar tells them what happened, avoiding the important and dwelling on the trivial. Certainly, she doesn’t mention it’s the horse of heaven.
It’s not uncommon to see white horses. The horse of heaven is nothing different but more unique. Without famous sayings, ordinary people can’t associate it with the horse of heaven—Besides, who can believe she, an ordinary woman, could tame the horse of heaven?
It’s very crowded and noisy in the yurts tonight. Anar follows Ze Yitong to wander around. There are herdsmen singing and dancing around the campfire. They all recognize Anar as the owner of the white horse and invite her and Ze Yitong to dance together.
Everyone smiles so happily by the campfire. Anar feels that she really gets involved in this atmosphere.
After much laughter, Anar and Ze Yitong both get a lot of roast whole lamb and then they choose to go back. The four of them share the lamb together. Ze Yitong sleeps next to Anar at night. She quietly asks Anar if she has named the white horse.
Anar remembers the pure ice and snowcapped mountains. The holy white horse is like a cloud, looked like floating when running.
“How about, White Cloud?”
Ze Yitong mutters in a low voice. She seems to think the name is too normal for it. However, she can’t come up with a more suitable name so she can only accept it.
Outside the yurt, White Cloud seems to hear their conversation. It swings its tail. Anar also doesn’t know whether it likes this name or not. Forget about it. Isn’t she its owner who makes decisions?
All three of Dun Zhu fall asleep. Anar gently presses her outer thighs, and the sharp pain makes her mouth twitch. White Cloud was really stubborn. After three days’ stalemate, it still throws her out and she hits a rock very hard. There must be a lot of bruises all over her body. She doesn’t know when it will be better.
The fatigue of riding here and taming White Cloud these days finally makes Anar sink into her dream.
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In an insignificant yurt, it is bright here even without lighting, because of the bonfire outside.
A man dressed as a herdsman gets in. He tells the news that Anar rode a white horse to join in the racing at the last minute.
“Boss, it’s so easy to see that the white horse is exceptionally strong. With a little training, it won’t be worse than those precious racing horses. It will definitely meet up with your requirements.”
There is also a middle-aged man. His shadow is dark like a ghost. With a smile, a big and well-crafted golden upper tooth reveals.
“Not only is the horse, but the rider is gorgeous a rare beauty… It’s really beyond my expectation that there is a woman on the grassland who has the same characteristics as the girls from the warm southern part.”
Squinting his eyes, the man whispers a few words in the ear of his boss with a golden tooth. Figuring out the plan, they all smile.
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The semi-final is on the second day. With a look of thinking less of all other opponents, White Cloud passes the finish line with great ease. Ze Yitong applauds so vigorously that her hands turn red. Even Dun Zhu and nana are here to watch the game.
This family is with simple structure. Being with each other all the time, these three people have regarded Anar as a family member. They are all extremely happy about her victory.
“White Cloud is amazing!” Ze Yitong adores it so much. In the whole family, only Anar and she know the truth that White Cloud is “the horse of heaven”. She carefully touches White Cloud’s tail. Different from her imagination, it doesn’t kick her—it just belittles Ze Yitong because she is a little girl.
Anar smooths its mane, “White Cloud will definitely win. At that time, with 100,000 yuan as prize money, we don’t need to rush back. We can make arrangements for nana’s hospital admission first. It will be better for recovery if we get the surgery done before the winter comes. ”
Tears come from nana’s somber eyes. Grabbing Anar with her rough hands, she doesn’t know what to say.
Anar changes the topic. She is very willing to do something for these kind people of this family. She is an amnesiac outsider but Dun Zhu takes her in. Both nana and Ze Yitong treat her so well and teach her how to survive on the grassland patiently—Anar thinks that if she has families before she loses her memory, she hopes someone can be taking her place to take care of them, in a way how the families of Dun Zhu treat her.
Nana often says that one good turn deserves another. Anar is convinced of it.
The four people are about to return to the yurt when a herdsman suddenly jumps out from the haystack nearby.
“200,000 yuan, for buying your horse.”
The man is quite arrogant. All four of them are stunned when they hear someone wanting to buy the horse.
When he sees that the four of Anar are not as excited as he imagines, the wealthy herdsman is also stunned. Anar smiles politely, “We will not sell it.”
The man changes his expression, and then the four of Anar just come back together. White Cloud is unique so it’s normal that herdsmen want it. If after tomorrow, it is the champion of the horse racing, rich herdsmen may offer a better price at that time.
But the three of Dun Zhu are not greedy for money. As for Anar, she brought White Cloud from snow mountains and tamed it herself. She likes it as treasures. How is it possible to sell it? —As long as it wins the horse racing, they will get 100,000 yuan for nana’s surgery. There is no need to sell the horse.
Anar leans her face against White Cloud, smiling like a flower.
The herdsman is not satisfied and he disappears into a large number of yurts in an instant.
The middle-aged boss with a big golden tooth knows their reply and thinks for a while, “They just want to raise the price after the horse racing tomorrow.”
The herdsman bows his head, “Boss, you are so sensible and clever.”
The big golden tooth smiles, “So you know what to do?”
The herdsman’s head lowers even more, “… Of course, just stop her from winning the championship.”
The big golden tooth pats his shoulder, “Be careful. I don’t want a horse with a lame leg.
