Recent visit to the Lugu Lake, due to ill informed, out only eight hundred yuan was installed and a Peony Card on the road. Think of the cash spent, as long as there are cards anytime, anywhere can take the money. Available at the lake, to inquire about La Mata old one, before we know, whether you take more cards, here are futile. He said that once a teacher, took his son to the summer lake tourism, the money runs out, and think of him with a few credit cards, but the money is taken Buzhao. Even the home travel expenses are not, and the teacher is very difficult. Mosuo landlord knew that the situation Erhuamoyue on the teacher by the foot of the mother and child is paid.
In the Lugu Lake period, I bought several hundred dollars on books and landscape Mosuo people song discs, before he, who left more than 200 yuan a.
In a farewell dinner on the La Mata old Luzhou out his collection for many years, invited the best local chefs, cooking up a large table with Moso flavor dishes, of course, the Millennium Zhu Biaorou and carp soup . We became Wangnianzhijiao have put endless Longmen Zhen, lots to talk about intimate.
La Mata said, I collected a lot of historical facts Mosuo people, folklore and stories, but my Chinese level is not high, but I can not be the book's wish.
I said, Why do not you collect things tidy, and then sent me to help you carefully to see elderly people to help you to complete this manuscript, how?
Old excitedly said, Well! Well! I could not find a partner Zhengchou it! He holds the bottle for the elderly, I poured a cup full of wine, reach for that glass, dry!
I had numerous Jiu Li, but it felt Shengqingnanque, a Yang Jingbo, wine, Xia Du a. I look at the bottle, which wine has been depleted. Really酒逢知己千杯少呀!
My emotions to the best state, but the thought of money, but also felt that cash-strapped, discredited in the face of my landlord. However, I already have a plan, but the overall embarrassed openings. Chou Xifu somehow see her in-laws bar, through Jiu Jin, I sigh, open: the pull-manager, I did a little bit embarrassed, with a credit card here, not eligible for the money, and now my body just over 200 dollars a, would you please calculate the cost of room and board here.
La Mata smiled and said: friends, do not say if those who see the outside, but accounts Well, or be counted as Ming Chu is really no money to take on the current account recorded a bar. He Banzhao fingers, Yiwuyishi to count to me: ah, a total of five days, at least while playing a note of 200 bar operator.
I quickly replied: Good! Well! 好. To show sincerity, I went on to say: I would first pay for half of the rest, I went to get out of the Xichang also went to your house, how?
La Mata said, why then not worry, you still leave enough money to put on the road, money Well, you sent too late to go home.
I am very impressed the first time, and they intersect, so trust me on the right, particularly on economic issues. Whereas in other places, met other people, I'm afraid there is no such a good thing. But also can not blame someone else, and now social climate is indeed too bad too bad, warrant of cheating people eat too much indeed.
After breakfast the next day, he called La Mata old nephew with three motorcycle has sent me to the lake town. On a bus, I was leaning against the window a long time under the sun Staring at the La Mata, morning breeze across their faces old gray hair, then, that I really discovered that ordinary Mosuo people are so respectful, so great!
Car starts, and La Mata waving thick strong hand, frequently waved to me and said, next summer will bring his wife and son!
I laden tears, broke down in tears to say, and then - see - a, Ming - Annual - I - will - again - to - the!
Thanks to La Mata aid, home, I found there are five dollars, five dollars呀!
Home the same day, the way has not yet had time to eliminate the fatigue, I went to La Mata post office sent its debts to 200 yuan.
12, multi-year old Eighth Route Army, as mentioned in section III of the Mosuo Elder brother, to inquire about the lake as I only know his name Yeah, nicknamed "Little Eight", 23-year-old. In the Lugu Lake, the town has opened a "Heaven Lake Mosuo garden" home, there are two CMB, long-term run Lugu Lake to Yanyuan line.
On the way home, I was riding on a "Little Eight" of the CMB.
In the car, "Little Eight" with a smile said to me, brother, do Lugu Lake fun?
I said, of course, fun myself!
Marriage does not come? "Little Eight" to a wink, I squeezed secretive said.
I said, there is no呀! Penniless, which to take the marriage ah? !
Where to go marriage money呀! You too do not understand the rules of us here. Love deep as the sea is only appropriate, Huang Ya can be paired right, not to mention you are a big living呀. Hey! If you live in our "Heaven Lake Moso," I tell you to embark on marriage, custody!
I said, do not wash my skull, and feeling so good establishment do? Marriage is so good to go do?
We are laughing all the way, I think and this young man really have destined.
I do not know loud noise, the car ran out of less than 20 kilometers, machinery out of a problem. "Little Eight" climbed to the car, the Daogu for a long time, then walking to the car, laughs and says, you visitors, I am sorry, please wait a bit, I must return to town to take a parts car to start. At this time, the streets over a motorcycle, "Little Eight" to the rider hit a hello, jump on bike, on the town away to the lake.
Half an hour later, "Little Eight" Also sitting in motorcycle back. Changed parts, car has started.
Suddenly, the old world has played a heavy rain, thunder and lightning and strong wind comes up. Car in a muddy mountain road, generally crawling snail. I looked out the window and enjoy the wind and rain in the small Liangshan. Cypress pine trees in the rain baptism, look even more dripping Cui Jiao; cliff, a waterfall of; salt pond water, half yellow half-ching, rolling forward, were clearly different, never confused, which makes me 10000 puzzled. Ah! This salt water pond, how people's national character, as Moso! No matter what kind of ups and downs, regardless of morals ever-changing vicissitudes of life, and always maintain a good simple national heart!
Automobile traffic jams that day went to the valley area has been dark days. I saw a string of lights in front of solidification, where the speaker sound of heavy rain brawl, how have not seen the car in front of moving half a step. I think it was, and they had traffic jams in the old place.
"Little Eight" said that who have flashlight?
I said, I do.
Borrowed by using it possible?
Of course. I handed the torch "Little Eight."
"Little Eight" braved the wind and rain, we walked to the front.
A moment later, "Little Eight" Also the name of flashlight back. He said, no way, this block may be blocked until tomorrow gone.
Hey, true back when the overcast and had met with unbroken rain! I am anxious to play with.
"Little Eight" went on to say, but we do not have to worry, I'll call first Yanyuan partners, so that traffic jams in front of him to come get you.
This time, I saw the slightest hope.
About 1 hour or, Yanyuan car transformed.
"Little Eight" excited to tell you that car coming, you bring up their luggage, get off at Bar! However, the dark and slippery, we walk careful!
I mention the my suitcase, with the coachman team set out. May not see five fingers reaching dark, rain is still Xilihuala underground non-stop, no maintenance of good roads, bumps and hollows, and flooded with rainwater. Flashlight is dead, and I like the illiterate, like one foot deep shallow kick some experimentation to move forward. I think it is over, so with great difficulty reached the destination. Hand luggage has become increasingly heavy, arm pain was terrible.
At this time, "Little Eight" came to my side, without any explanation, He holds my suitcase that I help you carry!
I moved to does not know what to say, Thanks, good brother!
Watching "Little Eight" every move, the reigning year reminds me of the old Eighth Route Army. They Dagui Zi, downtown harvest, Dao Pi dog traitor, shooting the enemy head, tiger's mouth where rescued fellow townsfolk, wolves inside back sheep and cattle, ate a pot of rice, point is that a kerosene ... ...
Although there is no devil is playing, and there is no enemy to kill, but the "Little Eight" was able to avail thinking, worry about standing subject of anxious, always considerate of others, did not he do not like the year old Eighth Route Army?
Finally came to the car next to through lights, I saw them, shoes, the trousers full of slurry, leaving them simply do not like look.
"Little Eight" and handed my suitcase, I kept saying a few thank you. And to a twenty-dollar bills into his hands.
"Little Eight" angry to say, you see, you see, Big Brother, which see the outside of the. He again notes crammed into my pockets. Say that my flashlight bulb is broken, could you lend me your light bulbs use about you?
I said, you can, you can. I remove the flashlight bulb and said, to give you, tonight, do you have to caboose.
I stood in the door a long time to stare the "Little Eight" the name of flashlight and slowly disappeared into the night.
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