At half past six the next morning, when the eastern half of the sky was just slightly bright, Lao Liu held the backpack containing the sandalwood box and the second uncle's urn, and led the white lion into the car, and Tashi Dawa was silently silent on the side.

"Brother Dawa, take good care of the house, when my brother comes back, you can drive the car as you like, and you will come over to help cook after the inn is officially open to the public." ”

"Well, Brother Liu, you pay more attention to safety along the way, rest when you are tired, and don't drive recklessly in a hurry. Fatigue driving is bad, I'm here waiting for you to come back and drink. ”

Lao Liu opened the rear door and patted the white lion's head, and the white lion obediently got into the car. Lao Liu also got into the car and started the car, dropped the glass of the car and said to Tashi Dawa: "Brother, I'm going to set off, and the family will leave to you." ”

"Don't worry, Brother Liu, I will take care of my home. Well, Brother Liu, have a safe journey. ”

Lao Liu smiled, waved his hand at Tashi Dawa, stepped on the clutch hand to put in gear, and the car drove out steadily.

Although the sky is only bright, the hernia headlights of the Great Wall cannon are not vegetarian, and as soon as the headlights are turned on, the area in front of them is illuminated by snow.

At this time, there were not many cars on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, and Lao Liu maintained a speed of 70 kilometers per hour and drove all the way north.

Fifty minutes later, when the sun was about to rise, Lao Liu arrived at the county seat of Dangquka County.

This is already the northernmost area under the jurisdiction of Sunshine City, and if you go north out of Dangquka County, you will enter the area under the jurisdiction of Blackwater.

At this time, the sight is already very good, but the wind is a little strong.

In Dangquka County, National Highway 109, the Qinghai-Tibet Railway and the almost built Nala Highway can be seen. If there is any pity, it is that the highway is not open to traffic. If the highway is open to traffic, it will be much more convenient to drive back to your hometown.

National Highway 109 runs through the county seat of Dangquka County, and you can clearly see the signs leading to the Namco Scenic Area on the road.

If you want to go to Namco, Dangquka County is the only way to go. However, there is also a majestic Nianqing Tanggula Mountain between Namco and Dangquka County, and if you want to reach the sacred lake of the plateau, you must climb over the pass of Nagenla Mountain at an altitude of 5,190 meters.

Although Lao Liu really wanted to go to Namco to have a look, now was obviously not the right time.

Next to the business hall of Unicom Company on the west side of the road, Lao Liu found a small restaurant with "Dongshan Water Dumplings". Seeing that the door of this small restaurant was open, Lao Liu parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road, put a dog leash on the white lion, and got out of the car with the white lion.

The restaurant is not big, and a couple who look honest are running it. Not surprisingly, the two were taken aback by the white lion.

Lao Liu didn't dare to enter the door, and there were still a few people in the house eating breakfast. However, there were also two tables and chairs outside the house, and Lao Liu simply sat outside. The boss walked over tremblingly with the recipe.

Not to mention, as soon as the boss spoke, Lao Liu heard that this was a fellow villager in Dongshan, and the accent was in the southern area of Dongshan.

Lao Liu chatted with the boss for a while in Dongshan dialect, and the boss seemed very happy. In this kind of place, even if it is not a city, it is an out-and-out Dongshan villager.

For breakfast, there are steamed porridge and fried fritters, and as for the taste, it is not to mention.

You can still eat such a breakfast in such a remote small county, and you can't think about the taste anymore. It's good to fill your stomach......

After spending 20 yuan for a hot breakfast: a bowl of rice porridge, a basket of xiaolongbao, and a boiled egg, Lao Liu continued on his way.

Dangquka County is built around National Highway 109, which is the widest street in the county.

The length of the county seat is a little more than three kilometers, and the width is less than one kilometer. Such a scale is not even comparable to a township in Dongshan, but in northern Tibet, such a county is considered large.

The second uncle said that when he once went to Shuanghu, the small county town was called pitiful, and the scale was not even as large as an ordinary residential community in the eastern coastal provinces......

In the early morning, there are very few people in the county seat of Dangquka County, and the entire county has not completely woken up from its slumber. In summer, the county doesn't wake up from a deep slumber until around eight o'clock. If it's winter, you'll have to wait until after nine o'clock or even half past nine.

Out of the county and continue to go north, 109 National Highway at the foot of Nianqing Tanggula Mountain, a few kilometers away on both sides of the National Highway is the majestic snow-capped mountain, the Qinghai-Tibet Railway and the Nala Expressway that has not yet been opened to traffic are accompanied by the east side of the National Highway, the west side is the Dangqu River, the undulating grassland on both sides of the river is full of yaks and sheep grazing leisurely.

A two-locomotive train with a long body is struggling to transport a large amount of supplies to Nikko City.

On the way, you can occasionally see Tibetan compatriots who go to Nikko City to worship.

These devout Tibetans don't know where they came from, but there is no doubt that they came here from their hometowns with their heads on their feet. But obviously, this is not the end of their pilgrimage, and the Jokhang Temple in Nikko City is their destination......

Blue sky, white clouds, snow-capped mountains, grasslands, rivers, cattle and sheep, trains...... The highway and the devout worshippers form a picture that is difficult to describe in words!

A living, constantly flowing picture!

The sun was up, and the temperature soon rose to about ten degrees.

Lao Liu lowered the window on the right side of the rear seat, and the white lion excitedly stretched out his head to look at the scenery along the way.

There is still about 165 kilometers to reach Blackwater from Dangquka County. If there were a highway, it would only take an hour and a half to get there. But driving on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, when Lao Liu arrived in Heishui, it was already more than 11 o'clock at noon.

The distance of 160 kilometers was more than 3 hours.

There was no way, and I encountered a convoy of fifty or sixty military vehicles in the middle, and I was delayed for some time.

Heishui is one of the seven prefecture-level cities in the plateau, the largest prefecture-level city in the entire plateau, and the second largest prefecture-level administrative unit in the country in terms of land area. The area of Heisu is about the same size as that of Dongying, about the size of three and a half South Koreas......

The most famous river in Heishui is the Naqu River, which is also the source of the Nu River!

After eating something casually in Heishui and resting for a while, Lao Liu continued to drive forward.

It is also not surprising that as soon as the white lion appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

However, at this time, Lao Liu also deeply realized that it was not easy to drive on National Highway 109.

If it is in Dongshan, the 200-kilometer highway does not take much physical strength and energy at all, but here, the more than 200-kilometer journey allows Lao Liu to run for more than four hours.

After opening the Heishui urban area, it entered the core area of the northern Tibetan plateau.

There is already a hot spring town-Nianqing Tanggula Mountain fault zone here, so the grasslands here are more vast, and some snow-white mountains can be faintly seen in the distance, but those mountains are at least dozens of kilometers away from National Highway 109.

Driving here, except for the high altitude, is almost no different from driving on the Inner Mongolia grassland.

"I love you, my home, my home, my paradise ......" happened to sound Uncle Tengger's highly recognizable singing voice in the car stereo. And this song and the scenery in front of you are really a special match, not only like a picture scroll, but also like a paradise......