Weed Scene | We arrived in Dali together
2025.1.31 05:30 Dali
When I got up, my mother had already cooked sweet wine and eggs in the kitchen. Sweet wine is what I said I wanted to eat yesterday. In the past, every family would make sweet wine during the Chinese New Year in my hometown. Boiled eggs with sweet wine and added with chopped glutinous rice cakes are often used as midnight snacks. However, this morning, because we had to catch the high-speed train, everyone just quickly swallowed the sweet wine and eggs in their bowls.
Go to the High Speed Rail Station
Dad was responsible for carrying the big suitcase containing the clothes of three people downstairs. Dad is no longer young and strong, but his strength is still much greater than mine. I want to record his strength at this moment.
My sister wore a pair of camouflage overalls that were floor-length. She carried a black hard leather shoulder bag that contained her cosmetics and a comb. She once described to me the capacity of this bag, and when she secretly used her living expenses to travel to Korea, all her luggage was packed in it. My sister had just entered university, majoring in Korean, and dressed in Korean style. When I asked her if she liked Korea after going there, her answer was "so-so".
Mom was holding the moss she had dug from Cangshan Mountain. I taught her how to make a moss bottle, and she liked it very much. When we were going down the stairs, we passed by the landlady's "succulent garden" and Mom wanted to steal one. I didn't stop her. After she tried to dig it out with her fingers for half a minute but couldn't, I said, "How about, forget it?"
The sky at this time showed no sign of getting brighter, just like the day we came here. It was like a parallel world, where arrival and departure seemed to happen at the same moment.
When I decided to drive my parents to Dali, I was very hesitant because I didn't want to cause trouble. But they wanted to come, and I couldn't bear to refuse them directly. Out of morality, I agreed.
We stayed in the van together for 17 hours from Huaihua to Dali. My dad and I took turns driving. Dad was criticized along the way because he was not as good as me in driving and was at a disadvantage among the three women. But he had a good temper and didn't argue much. A person's strengths and weaknesses always coexist. Mom used Dad's good temper as one of the reasons for being with him. Later, she also regarded it as one of his shortcomings because he was too good-tempered and could not handle the complex relationships in the family.
My mother barely slept during the trip, looking around like a little girl on her first trip. When there was nothing to see, she would look at the road signs and sometimes ask me, "How do you pronounce that word?" She also said, "I like riding in this car, the glass is bright and spacious, and I don't get carsick anymore."
When we stopped to rest at a service area, there was a moment when I thought: What if I bought a bigger car, took them on a trip, and played house together?
After driving for nearly 700 kilometers, we passed a hillside planted with solar panels. The setting sun mixed with the cold air and reflected on the solar panels on the hillside, like a snowy mountain.
When we arrived at the G56 highway and the navigation showed that the road ahead was directly to Dali, it started snowing and a sense of unreality struck us. It seemed that after midnight, the van was no longer a van, and we were no longer human. I am glad that we arrived in Dali at 3 a.m. as non-humans, rather than at 3 p.m. as humans.
My parents, who have lost their human identities, no longer need to prepare New Year's Eve dinner, be a good son, and be a good daughter-in-law. In previous years, I always escaped alone. This year, we escaped together.
very nice.
Dad driving:
My mom asked me to take a picture of the mushroom in He Chen's hand
The mother who makes a snowman and the snowman she made
Roast mushrooms at home and they will spit bubbles.
After-dinner walk
