The proprietress slapped the table: ", think about it, it was about 2007, the best time when Shangri-La had just developed, almost half of the bar owners and proprietress in the city were in my store, and they were all love saints who moved from Lijiang and Dali!" Everyone has a story, and this aura is equivalent to pulling half of the petty bourgeois soul of the whole Shangri-La. ”

"And then?"

"Then I learned what a ghost! I don't want to drink myself! In short, Mr. Zebra drank a lot that day, what they drank, what they talked about, I didn't pay attention, anyway, he drank from night to nine o'clock in the morning, went back to the hotel, slept until six o'clock in the afternoon, ate, and continued to go back here to drink until dawn the next day, and the cycle repeatedly. He drank like this for seven days, a whole May Day holiday, during which the bar owners came and went, but he was there every day. ”

An uncle sitting next to me sighed: "Then is he writing urban love novels, hollowing out the stories of the bosses and writing a book?" ”

Zhuoma sneered: "What, people in their thirties drink alcohol, unlike us young people, basically they just drink stupidly, besides, do you think anyone can write urban pure love novels?" In my heart, I have never heard what flowers are blooming, and I write the best......"

After speaking, the proprietress picked up a piece of enoki mushrooms, stuffed them into her mouth, trembled for a long time before swallowing them, her speech and demeanor were free and easy, and she was not restrained at all.

After eating enoki mushrooms, Zhuoma drank another glass of beer and slowed down, and continued: "That's it, on the sixth night, he was drinking, and suddenly sobered up, which frightened everyone, thinking that he was back to light, guess what he said after he woke up?" ”

I have to say that Dolma is really a good storyteller, always asking questions at critical times, causing everyone to stretch their necks and shake their heads.

I saw the sober Mr. Zebra, eager to smash his head, and said in horror: I am chased, I am leaving tomorrow, I have not taken a single photo in Lhasa, how can I explain to my wife when I go back! She must have thought I was doing some dirty thing in the name of travel! ”

After speaking, Dolma seemed to reproduce the scene for us, patting his head vigorously.

"At the time, you didn't know that everyone present laughed and vomited, and they all covered their stomachs and scolded Mr. Zebra for not being a thing. What kind of family is the daughter-in-law? There is a mine at home, do you need to be so afraid of her? While laughing and drinking, he scolded about a thousand stupid words, laughing and scolding. Of course, it was me who was the happiest, and everyone drank fifty more bottles to celebrate the birth of this joke. ”

Everyone was amused by the reproduction of the scene of the proprietress laughed, this delicate and weak girl, as if in front of the wine table, transformed into a female man, but I was a little surprised, she has been running a bar for so many years, her eyes can still be so clear and clean, like the lake water of Shangri-La.

thought that the story would end there, but Dolma continued to plan to give us an ending:

"When everyone finished drinking, the bottles were empty and the sky was dawning. This time, the people did not let the painful Mr. Zebra go back to rest, and the bar owner, who was still walking, went back to his shop one after another. When I came back, I had a long gun and a short cannon on my back, all kinds of invincible rabbits, Laika, Zeiss, and some people actually carried a telephoto. I saw the guy with the telephoto on his back, and he almost didn't lose his breath when he smiled, it was more than 50 times his head. Dude, you're a big drinker. ”

Then the gang laughed all night at the cheap. Man, put Mr. Zebra, who was already drunk and half dizzy, out of the rack. Go to the street and look for a view. Wooden house, temple, sweet teahouse, silverware shop, long street, private house, platform with a view of the snow-capped mountains, small temple, small bar, ......"

"Don't worry, I can find it with my eyes closed."

"Don't worry, although we are drunk, our hands will not shake when we take pictures."

"Don't worry, this shot has helped me get a thousand girls, and your wife counts the ball!"

"Alas, I didn't mean that, don't hit me......"

Speaking of this, Dolma was proud: "In short, it took a whole day of filming, and finally sent the sleeping Mr. Zebra to the train." The telephoto one, the last one is in Mufu, the boss is here, Mr. Zebra is on the other side, ten seconds shutter, anyway, I've never seen such an awesome photo in my life. The first time I told this story, everyone ended up asking, how do you hit the aperture in the 10-second shutter during the day? I said, I didn't see the photos, and I didn't ask how it worked. ”

After listening to the story, I wondered: what is the meaning of travel?

What did Mr. Zebra want to get out of this trip? What did you get? Didn't get anything?

Did this farce, which didn't go according to any plan, ruin the trip, or did it make it happen? Why did all this come about? Come to think of it, whether it is travel or life, the meaning of it may really not be defined, planned, and controlled by us ordinary people.

We're just walking, watching, listening, drunk, crying, laughing.

The world is impermanent, but the world is full of humanity, just like Dolma talks about tourists who may never see each other again in their lifetime: in fact, here and there are not far away, even if they never come back.

……

I lived in the courtyard for one night, ate and drank all night, and before leaving, I wanted to say that I had eaten and drunk so many people, and I must pay for the meal when I left.

When I went to the front desk to check out, I found that the people were gone.

The whole inn has become self-service again, and the front desk does not even have a container for putting money, only a pot of green plants, and a piece of paper is hung on the leaves, which reads: Thank you friends, you are destined to reunite, and you can give the money as you like.

I almost stuffed my whole wallet into that pot of greenery.

The journey is beautiful, people are in heaven and feet are in hell. But what's not worth it for the sake of the beauty?

……

I arrived ten minutes earlier than the other family, and the driver was already sitting in the car waiting, and when he saw that I had arrived early, he smiled appreciatively, and had a mouth of teeth yellowed with smoke.

He rewarded me with a cigarette, saying that it was a local cigarette, I took a puff, and the momentum was quite strong, I thought that the cigarette was a letter of introduction, and the topic would be opened, but I didn't expect that after a cigarette was smoked, the horse driver didn't say a word.

Ten minutes after the appointed time, the other four people trotted over, Master Ma wrote all his emotions on his face, and the four people were almost lifted up by him and stuffed into the car.

In the morning, Pudacuo Park, a world natural heritage site, a fairyland on earth, unfortunately, the schedule is quite tight, and you can only see the flowers.

As the car continued to weave along the winding road, the driver playing music I had never heard before, I briefly emptied myself from the world, and then fell asleep until my phone rang.

It was actually Li Shi, she sent me a selfie, this is the first time I have seen her wearing pure white, she is so beautiful in the sun, I can't help but stare at it for a long time, and gradually fantasize about me finding her, at that time, the sky is wind and sunny, the whole world is soft, she is also very soft, and the mountains and seas of Shangri-La melted into my heart together.

I handed the photo to the driver, and he sighed as he drove: "I have never seen the Dayan Society photographed so beautifully, and I have never seen such a beautiful person in the passenger transport business for so many years." ”

"Do you know the place where she took pictures?"

"It's close, another hundred kilometers away."

I immediately got excited, pulled down the visor above my head, and styled my hair in front of the mirror, wishing I had another hair dryer and wax it when I was done.

The excitement didn't last long, and the driver pulled over and set up a warning triangle, which was obviously a breakdown.

My previous wonderful illusions were shattered in an instant, and I didn't even know how the time had passed. And I already don't like to use cigarettes to stay up for time, so I stood alone, crumpled the cigarette case into a ball, and didn't smoke another cigarette.

This is not in the village behind the store, the driver made several phone calls, emotionally spoke the Naxi dialect for more than ten minutes, and told everyone two news with an apologetic face, the bad news is that the car is broken and can not be driven, the good news is that the company has sent a car to repair the car, but it will take 3 hours to come, and it will take 3 hours to return, not including the time to repair the car.

Everyone was stunned, and the driver ran to the middle of the road to stand, I almost thought he couldn't think of it, but I saw that he stopped a business car to understand that he was going to help us call the car.

We are a temporary small group, but the horse driver is difficult, you must know that most of the cars set off, are a radish and a pit, full of people before departure, this business car is no exception, there are already a few people inside, the driver said, at most can only bring three people, or just one does not bring, but the few people who are traveling with them do not want to separate, carpooling failure.

……

After nearly an hour of stopping the car, it was rejected and stopped ...... I glanced at the driver, he was already exhausted, we were still wearing down jackets, but he was sweating profusely, in the plateau and mountainous areas, his energy was depleted very quickly, to be honest, I felt a little sorry for him, so, when we stopped an old van again, we didn't care about the smell in it, and decided to get on the bus.

The driver of the horse ran before and after, helped us carry our luggage, and comforted me during the period and said don't worry, it's okay.

Finally, after we got in the car and sat down, the horse driver suddenly hunched over and squeezed up, I thought he had something to forget, who expected him to take out his wallet, gave me all the change, and said: "I'm really sorry, you guys arrived in the ancient city of Dayan, just take a taxi back to Shuhe, you must pay attention to safety, the mobile phone of the previous number is out of battery, you remember my new number, as soon as you arrive at the hotel, call me to report safety!" ”

Make sure I wrote down the number, and he spoke a few more words in dialect to the driver before getting out of the car.

This is the most he has said in one breath since meeting with the driver, and the words are full of advice.

The car drove away, I turned my head to look at him through the back window, he was gurgling and holding a bottle of mineral water into his mouth, and then threw the mineral water bottle far away with relief, and slowly walked to his "wife......

This was the last image he left me.

For safety reasons, the driver drove the van very slowly, at most about fifty, I was nervous again, Li Shi sent me a photo, must be looking forward to me to find her, maybe she is looking at the road into the ancient city at the moment, if she can't wait for me, it will be a lonely look......