I didn't do anything all day. I rummaged around to see where I was going and had a few quiet days. Tibet. It's too cold. I didn't bring thick clothes. Yunnan, too far. After thinking about it, I decided to stay in Yangshuo for a while. In 2010, I once went with a tour group with my husband. At that time, I rented a private bamboo raft and floated along the river. I was hungry at noon. The owner of the raft said that his house was by the river in front of him. I could go to his house to eat. So, we went to the ordinary family on the edge of Lijiang River and had an ordinary meal, which cost us 30 yuan. Before I left, I asked for the number of the rafter, thinking about when I could rent his raft again in Yangshuo. This time, I decided to go and live in his house. Every day, I looked at the river and listened to the crowing of chickens. I was completely quiet.
In the evening, I went to the supermarket and stayed in the hotel. At more than ten o'clock, my husband sent a short message: "where is it? Go home, whatever you want! "
I smile at this message and delete it directly.
Three minutes later, my husband's second text message came again: "my mother is in hospital, no one at home, you go back to live, these days I will not go back to disturb you!"
I looked at the text message a Leng, heartache for a moment, go out when the passbook didn't take, mother-in-law is hospitalized coronary heart disease to make an operation? The more than 30000 yuan I've worked hard to save
But on second thought, isn't it more than 30000 yuan? If you want to spend it, this is the last thing I do for their Liu family. As long as I can get rid of all the relationships with them, I really don't care about that 30000 yuan! Besides, I Zhu Jing is delicate and careless, but it doesn't mean I have no humanity! Even if I do something like taking away my family's money and watching the old lady die in the hospital, I will feel uneasy. Since you have decided not to live with your husband, why do you want to add a cross to your heart?
Ten minutes later, my husband's third text message came again: "besides saying I'm sorry, I really don't know what else to say to you! No matter how angry you are, don't torture yourself, OK
I was bored, directly cut off the cell phone battery, and a pile of snacks crammed into the newly bought travel bag, completely cut off contact with the outside world.
After several hours of turbulence, I finally arrived in Yangshuo. The air is full of the taste of spring, rape flowers shy in the mountain stream. Even though the sky is gloomy at this time, the beauty of Yangshuo still makes me intoxicated.
Taking a few deep breaths, I called the rafter (Uncle Li), and it took a lot of effort to explain what I was going to do. At first, he disagreed, saying that no one had ever lived in his house. Later, lured by money, he agreed. I stayed at his house for half a month and gave him a thousand dollars.
By the time I got to Yangdi, Uncle Li was already waiting there. After a few words, he went to his house on a bamboo raft. Uncle Li's family is on the edge of Lijiang River. There is an ordinary little yard. He and Aunt Li are the only ones in the family. His daughter is married and his son works in Shenzhen.
After settling down, I went to the Lijiang River. Looking at the mountains across the river in a daze, looking at the river from time to time riding bamboo raft hugging and joking couples in a daze, also looking at the Green River in a daze.