Meet·Lijiang

What is affection?When I knew it could be measured in money, the world suddenly became so simple.In Deqin, a small town next to Meili Snow Mountain, the sloping roads are probably the channel I am looking for to pour out the melancholy that I can't get rid of.Afterwards, perhaps I can appreciate all this with a truly free eye.

-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Zhuang Sheng's Travel Notes In the early morning of the next day, Zhuang Zijing took a car to Feilai Temple early, and then walked in the dangerous Walk slowly on the road.There are many cars driving into Tibet. Judging from the license plates, they seem to come from all over the country, and many cyclists have already started their journeys. However, the Meili Snow Mountain, which is covered by clouds and mist, still does not show its true colors that people yearn for.Zhuang Zijing found a viewing platform and stopped. She was not in a hurry, or she was in a hurry just to see Meili Snow Mountain, but now that she was near Meili Snow Mountain, she had no reason to hurry.

When a cyclist came to Zhuang Zijing's side, he stopped the car, pulled off his scarf and smiled at her: "Alone?"

Zhuang Zijing nodded: "Alone."

"There are many people on the Sichuan-Tibet line, but there are very few alone, especially a beautiful girl like you." The cyclist was wearing a cycling uniform and was tall and tanned. But he smiled brightly.

"I don't take the Sichuan-Tibet line." Zhuang Zijing said: "And I'm not traveling alone, I just come out to see the scenery alone." Zhuang Zijing's tone is very calm, but not eager.There are always people to strike up on the road, but that's all there is to it.

"Oh, then your destination is Meili Snow Mountain?" The cyclist remained enthusiastic: "We rode the Sichuan-Tibet line. There were 16 people when we started, and only half of them were left when we arrived in Deqin. Actually, I am also thinking about it. Do you want to make this the end point?"

Zhuang Zijing is not good at chatting with strangers, but she also said the truth: "Just like what you like, and go wherever you think of."

This is what Zhuang Zijing thinks now. As long as you are happy, you can be anywhere. You don’t have to go to Tibet or Shangri-La. If Deqin can make you feel happy, then Deqin is your destination .She even suddenly thought of Xiao Yang who was repairing the car.That small town left a very good impression on me. In fact, even if I let myself stay in that small town, I think it's perfectly fine.

The cyclist seemed to think about Zhuang Zijing's words, and then nodded heavily: "Yes, as long as you like it, you can go wherever you want. Why do you have to finish the Sichuan-Tibet line? Every year, many people set up a road for themselves. A grand goal, such as riding the Sichuan-Tibet line, but there are many people who have left their lives on the Sichuan-Tibet line, so far they have not been able to complete this goal in their lifetime."

Zhuang Zijing knew that the Sichuan-Tibet line was the ultimate challenge in the eyes of cyclists, but she didn't know that many people lost their lives on this road, so when she heard what the cyclist said, she looked at the cyclist in surprise, There was some regret in his eyes: "Everyone should have their own goals, but why should they set goals that they can't achieve, or that will cost a lot of money or risk? It's the same if the Sichuan-Tibet line is not finished. can live happily.”

The cyclist seemed to rarely hear such remarks, and said with a smile: "The cyclist regards the completion of the Sichuan-Tibet line as an honor, as a very important thing in life, and as a way of recognizing himself."

Zhuang Zijing thought of Du Langlai: "I have a friend who regards developing the family business as his lifelong goal. He has been doing very well, just like these cyclists on the Sichuan-Tibet line, but when he was nearing the end, He died unexpectedly due to overwork."

The smile on the rider's face disappeared and turned into deep thought. After a moment of silence, he looked into Zhuang Zijing's eyes again: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Zhuang Zijing smiled. She suddenly remembered that when she talked about her family with Xiao Yang, she said sorry when she learned that Xiao Yang's parents had died young, but Xiao Yang didn't seem to understand this polite sentence.Perhaps it can also be seen from this that the cyclist is a well-bred person, and Xiao Yang, of course, is that little town girl who doesn't have much culture and doesn't know much about this kind of communication.

At this time, a cyclist passed by along the road. They raised their hands to greet the cyclist beside Zhuang Zijing, and when they saw Zhuang Zijing next to them, they waved to her too.

"You should go." Zhuang Zijing said.

The cyclist laughed, "I'm not leaving."

"Oh?"

"I'm going to wait for the clouds to clear and the fog to clear so that I can see the sunshine shining on Jinshan Mountain." The cyclist's eyes were even playful.

Zhuang Zijing also smiled and said nothing.

There are more and more people driving and cycling past on the road behind the two, and the thick fog under the mountainside makes the people standing here feel like they are in a fairyland.Suddenly, the clouds and mist on the opposite side parted, and Meili Snow Mountain finally revealed its shocking true colors at that moment.It's like a fairyland, it's hard to describe.

Not long after, the clouds and mists covered up again, so repeatedly, the amazing and inexplicable Meili Snow Mountain finally made Zhuang Zijing feel that the trip was worthwhile.

When the clouds finally completely covered Meili Snow Mountain again, Zhuang Zijing said goodbye to the cyclist.

The cyclist asked for Zhuang Zijing's phone number and exchanged names with Zhuang Zijing. His name is Liang Jinlan, from Kunming.Then Liang Jinlan turned around and rode towards Deqin County.Before leaving, he said to Zhuang Zijing: "You are right, why do we have to complete the Sichuan-Tibet line? The most beautiful scenery is on the road, and I have already seen the most beautiful scenery, why bother to search hard. After returning to Kunming, I will contact you again."

But Zhuang Zijing boarded the car to Shangri-La two hours later.

The most beautiful scenery is on the road, but Zhuang Zijing did not come here to find the most beautiful scenery, she came here to find herself and the true meaning of life.On the road, so you can hear, see, and make people think, this may be a way to find the answer you want.Of course, this in itself may just be an escape.Escape from the original life, escape from a so-called responsible life, and find the real self.

When Zhuang Zijing returned to Deqin from Shangri-La, it was half a month later. During this half month, her mother did not call, presumably because the money she asked for from the Du family was still enough. Under such circumstances, it was very difficult for her. I remembered that I still had a daughter who didn't know where she was floating.This also made Zhuang Zijing's trip to Shangri-La easier and more enjoyable.

But some pains in life are like gangrene. Temporary relief of the itching is not permanent. When Zhuang Zijing came out of the hotel early in the morning and was about to take the bus from Deqin to Lijiang, she received another call from her mother. Phone, everything seems to be back to before.

"You bastard, are you still playing outside? Don't you need money to play outside? You don't work, how will you live in the future, do you want me to support you? Don't think so beautifully, it is already autumn, Mo's family My girls buy winter clothes with big bags and small bags, and they even came here to show off to me, saying that Mo Shu has been promoted to be a senior manager. They also asked about you. Are you deliberately trying to make people see my jokes, right? Xuan's girlfriend has already talked about marriage with him. She wants a house, a car, and gold jewelry. Do you just ignore your brother? Why did I raise such an unfilial thing like you, and I lost my good job? Now it's good. Just don't do anything at all, what is a daughter like you doing? What's the use, it's better not to have raised you..."

Zhuang Zijing couldn't take it anymore, so she hung up the phone.She knew that her mother had spent almost all her money. Thinking about how rich the Du family was, they would not spend too little money. She originally thought that her mother could spend a long time, but unexpectedly, she came to find her again in half a month.Only this time, Zhuang Zijing's heart was really chilled.

So be it.Perpetual submission does not bring peace.So let's do this, the best way to get rid of maybe whoever is, is to pretend that you really don't have this mother...

Zhuang Zijing silently looked at the phone that rang again, and picked it up after a while.When there was an overwhelming curse and paused for breath, Zhuang Zijing said coldly: "Don't tell me to cut off the relationship between mother and daughter, and don't tell me to force each other to death. You and I both know, you won't tell me Cut off the relationship, because I am your source of income. If you cut off the relationship with me, I will give you less than [-]% of your living expenses every month according to the legal support obligation, and you will not be able to buy good clothes or invite friends to eat. A good restaurant, let alone playing cards with them. You will not really die, because there are too many things in this world that you can’t let go, and you don’t have the courage to face death. If you have the courage to face death, How come we don’t have the courage to face losing face or giving up interests? So let’s stop pretending to be kind and filial. Okay? Let’s live a little more calmly. Whether I go to work or not, I will give you what I deserve. I will give you a lot of money, and you don't have to worry about me what I want to do."

"To put it nicely, if you don't go to work, can you still afford me money? You're just evading."

"Then what do you want?" Zhuang Zijing felt tired.

"I know you still have money now. Give me 50 yuan for retirement, and I won't look for you anymore. You can do whatever you want, and you will still be grateful to me. You don't know how much it will cost you if you don't go to work. At that time, you can't even afford to support my old lady, and others will poke your back, I will save this face for you, and I will also manage this money for you, otherwise, I don't know that you will lose all your money in a few days."

Zhuang Zijing was silent for a moment: "Okay, I'll give you 50."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Zijing immediately transferred 50 yuan from the card to her mother's account. After that, the balance was less than [-] yuan.

Although Zhuang Zijing couldn't figure out why her mother asked for money so quickly and so much, all of this was really not important. When the family relationship reached this point, there was actually no love, and the rest was just this kind of tearing. Respite and calm after cracking pain.

That's fine, isn't it?Live the life you want to live. If money can make life peaceful and free, then money has already played its value.But now, what Zhuang Zijing wanted was to live quietly in another country like this.