The biggest wish of a Muslim in his life is to go to the Macga Pilgrims who go to the Saudi Arabia. Go to Micia to kiss the person in the black stone in the Kaba Tianfang, and the name of "Aji" will be dotted behind.
The Awang Aji family was a religious family. His father was the famous Aya in Tianshan City before liberation. When he was more than 20 years old, his father turned him over the Karakon Mountain through Tibet to cross Kashmir, and then
After being transferred to Macca in Saudi Arabia through India, there was no enough money to return to his hometown. Therefore, the father and son stayed in Mecca. After five years of hard work, he saved enough tolls to go home.
Awang is lucky. At a young age, he has been to Mecca's "pilgrimage", and he can have the reputation of "Aji". After returning from Macca, he followed his father to pray for Muslims in the Tianshan Mosque.
A few years later, after a few years, his father was sick, and he completely replaced his father's work. In the next decades, Awang Aji was both religious and patriots.
We said: "Our religious activities should be based on national laws and premise that it does not harm national security interests."
Abdul also has the title of Aji because he has also been to McCar's pilgrimage. But his pilgrimage road is very different from other Muslims. He has been in prison for more than 20 years.
Instead, he was even more hatred for the party and the government. Of course, he could not walk to Mecca like Awang Aji, and worked hard for the pilgrimage for five years, so he would not be so stupid.
Abdul went to pilgrimage sitting on the plane. Overseas national divisions provided him with enough "gold -plated" funds. At that time, they needed a agent to appear. Abdul was the most suitable for them.
Personalized.
Muslims do not care about how Abdul went to Melga. They care about that Abdul has passed pilgrimage, and he has gained the dazzling "Aji" title.
Awang Aji's home lives in a large Uyghur residential area, and it looks from a distance. It is a rough and even ugly mud world. Awang Aji's home lives in the deepest part of the alley. This thin and narrowness
There are about 50 meters of alleys, and the two sides are full of soil -colored mud houses. Every five or six meters away, there is a double -fan wooden door with a natural color.
It looks very simple and elegant.
The Awang Aji family is much more spacious than the ordinary Muslim family, and the yard is also very large. The Uighur people have a good habit of planting flowers and plants. Generally, where they go, they will grow trees.
Like the Uighur people, the yard of the Awang family is equipped with a long grape stand, the leaves on the grapes grow strongly, and the purple -red grapes are lowered.
Pot flowers, Clivia, red peony, mast flowers, rich bamboo, lily, iron tree, etc., the aroma of the plant is permeated in everyone's heart. This is a peace -loving family, this is a quiet, warm family, all the people, all the ones, all the people
Blessings and beauty should come to such people. However, this morning, the disaster came.
This morning, the sky was just bright, and Awang Aji got up. For decades, he always got up on time at 6 o'clock in the morning. He is a person with a very lawful life. His wide sleeping snack
It is covered with black wool and flower felt with black red flowers, and the gorgeous wool carpet imported from Uzbek on the wall. The luxury of the carpet coincides with his noble identity.
In the end, Awang Aji is an old man in his eighties. Although he is still hosted by the mosque, he is the old man first. The characteristic of the old man is that the movement is slow, that is, there are many places to be taken care of.
The son had already come in, and when he saw his father getting up, he kneeled down and helped the old father put on the shoes.
Awang patted his son's back with his hands and said, "Okay, let's go."
My son got up and said, "Dad, I pick you up you to the mosque every day is my job. Although we can be together every day, this matter makes me worry." He really lifted his father and walked out of the bedroom.
Awang Aji said, "I won't have anything to do, the government protects me, Allah blesses me."
Although Awang's wife is almost 70 years old, her waist is still very thin. She is wearing a bean -green floral long skirt and a pure white and transparent hijab on her head.
In the back of the waist, from the back, she thought she was four or fifty -year -old. She was the only wife who married Awang Aji from Michael to West Xinjiang.
You can marry four wives.
The wife gave birth to five children for Awang Aji. Their descendants were all rivable as the Awang Aji's family expected, noble temperament. Some do business, some work in the government; some work in the government; some work in the government; some work in the government; some work in the government;
When you are a teacher, some are doctors.
When the wife saw her husband and son going out, she laughed gracefully, lowered her head like a girl, and covered her face with a pure white veil. She was a woman who kept religious etiquette.
Thousands of Uighur women are naked on the streets, and she still stays quietly at home, and as long as there is a man's face in the family, she will blindly the beautiful face. When her husband is not in front of her, she will always
Nothing will unveil the veil, her beautiful face is displayed for her husband.
As usual, the wife sent her husband to the doorstep. For decades, the husband and wife were respectful as a guest.
Awang Aji across the house, and then habitually waved his hand to his wife: "Go back. It's cold outside."
The wife nodded gentlely, and insisted on watching her husband go away and closed again.
Awang Aji and his son left home and walked in the familiar alleys. The alley was slender and quiet. Awang Aji walked in this alley every day for decades.
You must rush to the mosque before you arrive at the mosque before you arrive.
The son helped his father to walk in the familiar alley. At this time, the sky is bright. If there are people from the opposite side, there is basically no one in the alley. No one in the alley is walking around.
When the sky is not bright, the people are rare. The Northwest rarely walks out of the house before the sun rises. For decades, Awang Aji is one of the earliest people from Western Xinjiang.
Awang Aji's son raised his eyes to look at the alley at 50 meters away, and a heat wave surged in his heart.
The car has stopped at the alley quietly, waiting for Awang Aji's father and son to come out. The car driver holding a clean rag and wiping the window glass constantly. He hopes to bring the old man of Awang
It feels.
When Awang Aji was about to reach the alley mouth, suddenly three people with a mask held a sharp knife and slammed out at the same time, blocking the way of Awang Aji's father and son.
"Who? What do you want to do?" The son was shocked and instinctively blocked his father behind him. But seeing three masked people suddenly surrounded, he chopped with a sharp knife.
Although it was possible to get something wrong, at this moment, the father and son of Awang Aji were not prepared for prevention. They never thought that the enemy would start so quickly, and they had to settle them to death.
In an instant, Awang Aji's head and body had been suffered more than a dozen knives. The old man caught off guard.
Old man, an old man in danger of life. His light "Aji" identity, at this moment there is no deterrent at this moment.
His son instinctively protects his father, but "嗖, 嗖, 嗖's sharp knife draws him over and over again, not only separating him from his father, but also making him a knife. But he never succumbed to him.
The terrorists fought their hands and shouted, "Help!" He wanted to evoke the attention of the car driver stopped at the alley. But his voice was too weak.
Far, and people on both sides of the alley are strictly blocked by Kuanmen Courtyard, and most residents are still sleeping.
The father and son of Awang Aji fell into a pool of blood at the same time. The incident happened only five minutes before and after. The terrorists put away the sharp knife and took the lead.
, Read your scriptures well! "After that, the three guys couldn't wipe and splashed the blood on the back of the hand. While the dimness before the dawn, the warehouse escaped.
In the twenty -seventh knife in Awang Aji, the old man stopped breathing on his way to the hospital. His son was cut twenty -two knives and had fallen into extreme coma.
The rescue room was busy.
Li Xiaoning rushed to the hospital for the first time. He ordered people to separate a restricted area by human body in front of the rescue room.
Similarly, it is unavailable in the middle of the masses. For a while, people are panicked.
Wang Qiming, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, came from Tian Daqing's car. Tian Daqing reviewed heavily: "Secretary Wang, I have a responsibility, our police are not protected."
Wang Qiming stopped saying: "Don't say that it has disappointed me. It is their movement too fast, and I have responsibility for this. However, it is not when I summarized the lessons now, hurry up and find a way to save people."
When the two rushed to the hospital, Li Xiaoning told them that Awang Aji's son had been out of danger, but the patient had to observe and treat in the observation room.
The two were relieved. Wang Qiming said: "I have two things to do at the moment.
The murderer. Actually, your things are difficult to do than me, let's keep in touch at any time. "
After Wang Qiming left, Li Xiaoning said to Tian Daqing: "I think this matter must be arranged by Abdul."
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