Meet·Lijiang

When I returned to this small town again, approached the life that I once thought was illusory, listened to those superficial words, and felt the natural and real life, I was deeply moved by these.

-------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------Under the bright light of Zhuang Sheng's Travel Notes, Zhuang Zijing once again met with Xiao Yang's car dealer They had dinner together, but this time she knew everyone’s names, Xiao Yang’s name was Yang Hui, the apprentice’s name was He Guibao, they were locals, the middle-aged woman in charge of logistics was He Guibao’s mother, both mother and son The workers hired by Yang Hui have been working with her for more than three years.

Originally, Guibao and Guibao came to Xiaoyang Automobile Shop to learn the craft, so that he could open a shop to support his family in the future, but the business of Xiaoyang’s family has been very good. After He Guibao gradually became proficient in car repairing skills, his salary gradually increased. When I came up, I didn't have the intention to set up my own business, so I stayed at Xiao Yang's house all the time, so much so that I even invited my mother to the store to do logistics more than a year ago, mainly cooking, cleaning, and helping guests.Because the mother and son are Naxi people, they are familiar with the Naxi language. Sometimes when guests from the Naxi nationality who cannot speak Chinese come, the mother and son can greet or translate.

He Guibao is a very shy young man, he would still blush when he sees a beautiful girl like Zhuang Zijing, even though the blush on his dark face is really not very visible, but the embarrassment in his eyes is still there. obviously.

After dinner, he and Guibao packed up the cars and tools outside the shop, while Yang Hui was going to accompany Zhuang Zijing to the hotel.

Zhuang Zijing put the bag in Yang Hui's shop: "Let's go for a walk."

"It's okay, can you just leave the things with me?" Yang asked back.

Zhuang Zijing looked up at the two-story wooden building of the car dealership, with envy in her eyes, thinking about the cold house of the hotel, Zhuang Zijing made a bold decision in her heart, she leaned over slightly and said with a smile: "I am here today. How about staying here tonight?"

Yang Hui looked astonished: "Of course you can if you want, but I don't have any vacant rooms here. If you want to live, you can only live with me, but my room is quite messy."

Zhuang Zijing added with a smile: "I'm running out of money. Staying with you saves you a night's expenses, and I can earn a living with you."

Yang Hui looked at Zhuang Zijing dubiously: "But you really don't look like a poor person."

"Do poor people write these two characters on their foreheads?" Zhuang Zijing pointed to her forehead.

Yang Hui laughed: "Okay, of course you can live with me, and you can also talk to me. As long as you don't dislike it, you can live every day."

Receiving an affirmative answer, Zhuang Zijing smiled and walked along the streets of the town with Yang Hui.

The small town at night had already quieted down, just as it looked like in memory, a half crescent moon had already hung in the sky at this time, and the faint moonlight was shining down, illuminating the tall outlines of distant mountains.People who are used to the warmth of the day seem to be dissatisfied with the coldness of the night. Occasionally, there are people lighting a fire by the side of the street.

"This kind of place is really nice and quiet." Zhuang Zijing said with emotion.

Yang Hui smiled and said, "That's because you live in the city and don't spend much time in this kind of environment, so you find it rare. We stay here every day, and after a long time, it feels nothing. I'm used to it."

"Hearing you say such things, I really think you deserve a beating." Zhuang Zijing smiled and said, "You don't know that those so-called big cities can suffocate people to death. The sky is often gray, and you can see the blue sky." Baiyunna is simply a miracle. High-rise buildings make the city like a maze, and cars and people are like ants in the maze, crawling around in groups, sometimes it is hard to breathe."

"But many people still yearn for the city." Yang Hui said.

"Then do you yearn for it?" Zhuang Zijing asked.

Yang Hui laughed again, and shook his head affirmatively: "That kind of place is uncomfortable."

"Yes, uncomfortable." Zhuang Zijing felt that Yang Hui used the word "uncomfortable" very well and very appropriately.Shouldn't people live a life of freedom?

Yang Hui went on to say: "So it's good to stay in this kind of place. It's comfortable. You can see the blue sky and white clouds every day, and you can earn money to support yourself."

"But why don't you get married? You shouldn't be young anymore." Zhuang Zijing asked casually.

"Hey, things like getting married always seem weird. Think about it, if my parents were here, they would have asked me to marry a long time ago. How can I live alone. But they are not here, no one is like this." Ask me, I don’t think there is such a thing as getting married. Isn’t it good to live alone? If you are really married, you don’t have to be like those old women in this town, you have to go around your husband and children all day long , When it’s good, I don’t talk about it, and when it’s not good, there are a lot of quarrels and fights. Let’s have a child. It’s okay to be obedient, but if you are disobedient, you can’t make people mad. When I was young, I was worried that my child would not study well and be healthy. , After growing up, you have to worry about finding a wife and marrying a man, and after that, it's about your grandson, hey, it's too troublesome anyway."

Zhuang Zijing laughed: "You can see through it."

"Isn't that what the old women in the town talk about? I've heard a lot, and naturally I know a lot. In fact, sometimes I don't understand why everyone wants to get married if marriage is so bad. I complain that the old women who are married are painful and rush to introduce boyfriends to me. But you are so beautiful, should you get married or have a boyfriend?" Yang Hui turned to her and asked her.

Zhuang Zijing shook her head: "I have a fiancé, but he passed away. So I'm single."

"It's a pity that you are gone at such a young age. Is that why you came out to relax?"

"It's not all. I, like you, don't want to get married. I have a fiancé who was only matched by the elders. It's really hard to talk about any relationship. But after he left, I looked down a lot. I feel that life is short, and it is better to enjoy it, why bother to die in that maze-like big city, and even my heart will be lost in it after a long time."

Yang Hui nodded and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, people like me live comfortably."

The two walked for a while, feeling a little chilly, and went back to the car dealership.At this time, outside the door of the car dealership, He Guibao and his mother had already lit a fire with the wooden strips removed from the motorcycle packing box, burning bath water and roasting the fire at the same time.The firelight reflected on the dark faces of the two, creating a different kind of scenery.

After washing up, Zhuang Zijing followed Yang Hui up the wooden stairs to the room on the second floor.There are five rooms on the second floor of the garage, lined up along the wooden floor balcony, three of which are used as bedrooms and two are used as warehouses.Yang Hui's room is at the innermost, He Guibao's mother's next door, and then there are two warehouses, and He Guibao's residence is at the outermost.

Pushing open the wooden door, Zhuang Zijing looked curiously at the not too big room.The beams and columns of thick logs are orange in color, the walls are made of thick planks, and the windows are exquisitely carved wooden windows, which look simple and beautiful.In the room, there is a simple wooden wardrobe, a long wooden table with a computer on it, and a wooden chair with two dirty clothes that haven’t been washed in time, and an unwashed one next to it. A large wooden bed, and an LCD TV is hung on the opposite wall of the wooden bed.

This is a standard single dormitory.

"It's not as comfortable as a hotel, so we can only make do with it." Yang Hui said.

Zhuang Zijing shook her head: "It's much more comfortable than a hotel."

"Really? My room doesn't have a toilet. You have to go downstairs to use the toilet at night." Yang Hui reminded with a smile.

"Then I won't be able to go to the toilet." After finishing speaking, both of them laughed.

"Or maybe I'll build you a urinal?" Yang Hui said seriously after laughing.

Zhuang Zijing blushed, "I don't want it!"

Blushing and saying this sentence seemed to be coquettish. Why did Zhuang Zijing think that she suddenly used this tone of voice to talk to someone who was not close to her?But after looking at Yang Hui, she obviously didn't feel the sudden burst of other elements in this sentence.

"Don't be embarrassed. I mean it." Yang Hui emphasized.

Zhuang Zijing raised her hands to hold her face, she was really hot, she shook her head and said, "I don't go to the bathroom in the middle of the night!"

After a lot of laughing, the two got into bed, the bed was not big, so they were naturally next to each other.

"We are really destined, we slept together the second time we met." Yang Hui said.

Zhuang Zijing chuckled: "What you said is like the kind of relationship between the two of us, and it's very careless."

Yang thought about it for a while: "It's really similar, but how did you remember to write down the service number of my store last time?"

"I don't have a special record, but because I wrote travel notes on the Internet, I wrote about Judian specifically. I wrote that Xiaoyang's car dealer has a warm, kind and good maintenance owner, and then I added a few pictures of Judian by the way. In addition, I took a photo of your shop sign and posted it on the Internet. Doesn’t the shop sign include your shop’s contact number? But it was photographed and posted on the Internet without your permission, so it shouldn’t matter.”

Yang Hui's eyes flashed and he turned to look at Zhuang Zijing: "Then I'm not a celebrity now? You've advertised me online."

"No, I'm not a famous writer, just a small tourist who writes travel notes casually. I just record the beautiful scenery I saw along the way and share it on the Internet." Zhuang Zijing looked at Yang Hui's piercing eyes, Feeling a slight shock in my heart, I quickly joked: "And I also specially wrote about the holes in your pants, two!"

"Uh... Is this also written? But it doesn't matter. The hole was when I got the battery for the customer. I accidentally got the electric water on the trousers, and I bit two holes."

"What water is so powerful?"

"It's sulfuric acid, dilute sulfuric acid. It's kind of corrosive."

"That's not very dangerous. What if it gets on the skin? Will it burn the skin?" Zhuang Zijing found that maintenance work is actually quite dangerous.Can't help but feel a little worried.

Yang Hui shook his head: "No, just wash and wash. But you can also show me the travel note you wrote. Recently, there are quite a lot of tourists from other places who come to my place. I'm still surprised, thinking that the recent trip to Yunnan It has reached a new level, and there are suddenly more people traveling by motorcycle. It turns out that you are advertising for me. I don’t need to pay you for advertising, do I?”

Zhuang Zijing chuckled: "You don't charge me for meals and accommodation, and you also pick me up for free. How can I charge you for advertising."

Yang Hui nodded: "That's true. That's why good people are rewarded. Why don't you stay here for a few more days, do more advertising for me, and I'll cover your food and lodging."

"It's a beautiful idea." Zhuang Zijing smiled and blinked: "But I can think about it. I just want to find a place where I can eat and live."

Yang Hui looked at Zhuang Zijing seriously, until Zhuang Zijing felt a little embarrassed, and then she said, "Do you think you are like a princess who is fleeing?"

"Have you watched too much TV?" Zhuang Zijing said angrily.

Yang Hui shook his head: "I really think so."

Zhuang Zijing sighed: "It's really an escape, but it's not a princess."

"Why do you want to escape? What is the difficulty?" Yang Hui is very interested in Zhuang Zijing. In fact, such a person came to the town and stayed with him in this way. It is impossible not to be interested. People always have Just curious.

Zhuang Zijing also turned sideways, facing Yang Hui face to face: "I want to escape my troubles."

"Why can't I understand." Yang Hui frowned.

"Actually, I don't really understand. But I know that I lived a life I didn't want. Now that I'm stepping out, I'm not only escaping from my past self, but also looking for my true self." Zhuang Zijing said very seriously.

"Isn't the current you the real you?" Yang Hui was a little dizzy by Zhuang Zijing. Although he vaguely understood what she meant, he felt that these things were a little too mysterious.

"People are always pretending, again and again, over and over again, in order to adapt themselves to this society, in order to enable themselves to avoid disasters and achieve success in work and life, but they have been pretending for a long time, You will forget what you should look like and what life you want..." Zhuang Zijing felt a little emotional.

"Then what do you want?" Yang Hui felt that life is actually very simple, that is to earn money, and then use the money earned to live a free life. As for the disguise, why do people pretend?How can a person give up his true self and pretend to be something else?

Zhuang Zijing smiled, but didn't know how to answer this question. After thinking for a while, she moved her body and leaned against Yang Hui: "What do I want? I just want to let go of everything and be quiet and comfortable. I don’t even want to sleep.”