After the cotton had been sown, Li Long stopped concerning himself with things there. He left the watering and fertilizing to the Cooperative, Professor Yang, and the others, and drove to Qingshui River Township himself.
Not a village, but a township.
Harimu and the others had finally moved down, scattering among several villages near the mountains. Their courtyards were the large compounds Meng Hai and his crew had built last year under the Settle Down and Develop Animal Husbandry program.
These compounds all followed the same design: a large vegetable plot, large livestock enclosures, somewhere to store hay, and a row of three brick-clad rooms.
This was a beneficial government policy to help herders settle down and develop animal husbandry, and Harimu and the others were the first batch to benefit.
Of course, settling down did not mean they were forbidden to go to the Summer Pasture. They would still go, naturally; they simply no longer needed to live at the Winter Camp during winter. They would spend winter in these compounds, belonging to a village, which made management easier and any problems easier to handle.
After all, if something really happened in the mountains, there might not even be time to save a life.
Not every herder in the mountains had someone like Li Long to build them a road vehicles could use.
Because they had a lot to move, mainly hay, Harimu and the others were heading to the Summer Pasture a little later this year.
Fortunately, the grass at the Winter Pasture had already grown, and they still had fairly large stocks of hay, so staying down for a little longer would not hurt.
When Li Long reached Harimu's village, Harimu was loading his yurt and other things onto the tractor. It looked as though he intended