The restaurant was chosen by Basang nearby. It's just that I thought the restaurant was small and remote.
This is the first time I have met Basang. Luo Wei came to Beijing for spinal correction surgery and was waiting for surgery in the 306 Hospital of the People's Liberation Army. We didn't know him before. Basang took care of him and pushed a wheelchair all the way from Ganzi to Beijing.
Because of the wheelchair, they hired a van from the airport to the hospital, and the driver took 260 yuan. In this regard, Ba San is a bit bitter. For them, money should be divided into two halves.
Basan and I ordered beer, two bottles each. This is my first time to drink Yanjing beer in Beijing. It used to be Niulanshan Erguotou. Because of Luo Wei, we are afraid of getting into trouble and dare not drink too much. Two or three dishes, with meat and vegetables, look a bit perfunctory. This dish was ordered by Basang. Basan said, "We don't eat much, so it's good." Luo Wei raised his bright eyes and looked at me, indicating that I had done it.
Luo Wei's arm seems to be not far away. He can only move in a limited space. He will tell us what to eat. Basang picks up vegetables for him from time to time, and I scoop soup into his rice as required. Rice soaked in soup seems to be better to swallow.
They all eat very little, so I don't eat much either. Luo Wei's body was trapped in a wheelchair, and he became shorter.
Basang also lit a cigarette for Luo Wei from time to time. Cell phones and cigarettes always rotate. Luo Wei's palm seems to be his only support. His hand is close to his eyes, as if afraid of losing it.
Just have some wine. Basan said that in his hometown, drinking water from a glass is called "Little Tashi" and blowing directly into the bottle mouth is called "Big Tashi". Drinking is a happy thing and a kind of good luck.
Basang said to me, "You don't look like a northerner, but more like a southerner." He also pointed to his dark skin and said, "I am black and look like a punk." In fact, people there are like this. "
I want to say that this is my dream skin color, sunny and healthy. If a person who has just been teased by his mother for getting a tan looks good, it is because he is naturally good-looking. In my eyes, Basang is beautiful. This is the natural beauty endowed by the nation, the land and the sun. Of course, in addition to the skin, the talent of singing and dancing is also integrated into the blood.
Ba San said: "After drinking wine, I can't help but want to sing." I can see his physical happiness.
He looked around and said, "Otherwise, I'll sing a song in a low voice."
I want to listen to tibetan songs, but Basang is afraid I can't understand. However, I think it's better to listen if you don't understand. This is the first time someone sang a Tibetan song to me, without accompaniment or embellishment. Although I didn't understand it, I was fascinated.
Basang always praised: "Beijing is so good, it seems that there are business opportunities everywhere." I don't think Beijing is good anywhere. There is no freedom and fresh air in the mountains. We envy each other.
Don't drink too much wine, the food is cold. Basan said that Luo Wei's relatives will come soon. A road will be built in the village. As the village head, he must go back and sign. However, Basang and Beijing have already had a relationship, not just because of me. He said that he would come again in the near future. I said, I also want to go to Ganzi and their village. Sure, I'd love to go.
Back at the hospital gate, Basang and I trotted to find the bathroom and left Luo Wei and the wheelchair in the hospital lobby. I felt a little guilty when I came back to see his lonely figure. But Luo Wei always smiles when he sees us. Send Luo Wei back to the ward. At that time, the inpatient department was closed.
Basang sent me downstairs again. When we parted, I held him and met him after such a long separation.
There was 500 yuan in my pocket that day, and I never knew how to take it out.
I just hope the operation goes well. What I blurted out was the sentence: "Tashildler!"
A month later, Luo Wei suddenly asked me if I was free. He wants to buy a plane ticket home, anxious to return.
I felt his doubts, after all, only once. But I feel obligated. In the afternoon, browse the chartered information online and contact the driver. What's the owner's last name? I explained the details, and he asked for 240 yuan. If the counter-offer is unsuccessful, I will submit it. I really don't want to waste too much breath. Tickets have been booked. It's the flight at 8: 25 the next night, Sichuan Airlines, Terminal 3 of Capital Airport. I told the driver to be there before six o'clock. He said no problem.
The next day, I asked for half a day off. From the East Fourth Ring Road to the North Fourth Ring Road, it takes one and a half hours by bus, subway and bus, and it takes half an hour to go around the hotel. The proprietress of the grocery store told me that she had never heard of the name of this hotel.
On the way, Master He told me that he had something to do temporarily and found someone else to take over, which reassured me that they were all the same model. The driver has to go from Daxing to Haidian, which is a bit far. I'm a little nervous, afraid of missing something and missing him again.
Luo Wei lives in a theme hotel and hides in the depths of an alley. I had a hard time finding it. Walking into the hotel, the walls inside are all colored, red or green, probably to attract couples to patronize, but with the growth of age, they look mottled. The room is at the end of the corridor, and the door is left unlocked, perhaps for me.
As soon as I entered the room, there were three people and two beds. Luo Wei lies on the bed, covered with a white quilt, with a mobile phone in his hand. One end of the mobile phone is connected with a charger plug. On the other bed sat a young man with short hair and black hair and a girl with long hair, whose identity was unknown. The room is crowded and messy-wheelchairs, suitcases, clothes on the bed and Beijing specialty (roast duck) are piled up in the corner. There are some odds and ends that are hard to see at a glance.
We asked each other some questions, and Luo Wei and I apologized. I said it doesn't matter. For a moment, I didn't know where to put my body. The young man stood up and offered his seat to me. He must stand when I sit down.
Luo Wei told me about my physical pain. After the operation, it was the pain that kept turning all night, which covered up all the noisy pain and blurred the time. Sometimes it's sour, sometimes it's numb, sometimes it's itchy, it's unspeakable, and it's tortured repeatedly. But even if it hurts so much, he is willing. Thanks to the bodhisattva, the operation was successful and she survived.
Luo Wei said: "I am like a child who can't take care of himself now. Everything has to start all over again. "
The young man lit a cigarette for Luo Wei, Luo Wei took a drag, and the fire suddenly lit up. Everything was so natural.
Luo Wei said: "When it hurts, I want to smoke. It doesn't hurt so much when you smoke. " I saw the pain hidden in the depths from his smoking. Like a cigarette, it burns slowly and penetrates into the heart, which is meaningful. He was quiet and didn't moan or complain. I also began to be silent. Time seems to have suddenly stretched for a long time, just like a scar running through my back.
Luo Wei asked the young man to go to the restaurant to buy food and eat it when he came back. There were four people and three dishes. When we were alone, Luo Wei said that the young man was his own brother. When I asked, I was the same age as me. Luo Wei thinks I look mature and I think his brother looks mature. That girl is his brother's girlfriend.
The boy is back. It's already half past five. I feel a little pressed for time. The three of us eat first, and Luo Wei can only lie quietly on one side. In the meantime, I helped him turn over. In my opinion, this is still not a comfortable posture. We only ate three or two bites at a meal. The young man helps the eldest brother, and the girl is responsible for feeding. What a virtuous woman, but not married.
Luo Wei collapsed and endured tearing pain, which made his brother change the angle of his body. Lean forward a little, lean left a little.
Luo Wei ate very hard and I saw a sense of mission.
At six o'clock, the phone came. I'm going to lead the driver to turn the car into the alley.
I put on cotton shoes and tied my shoelaces to Luowei. When she went out, the girl was dressing Luo Wei. She seemed to be fighting. Luo Wei looks too thin and weak, but his clothes are too complicated and heavy. Boneless body, it seems difficult to coexist peacefully with clothes, as if to put irrelevant things together abruptly, so they are very uncomfortable with each other.
The north wind roared, and Beijing became drier and colder in December. As night falls, the traffic on the street becomes more and more crowded.
I said to the driver's master, "We are a little pressed for time. My friend just finished surgery and needs to get to the airport early. "
This sentence is definitely wrong. The driver paused, and the car went out in an instant, 200 meters away from the alley.
He said: "I only know that there are wheelchairs. When will there be another patient? If I had known this, I wouldn't have come. "
I immediately sat firmly in the co-pilot's seat, watching the time slowly go away with the traffic outside the window.
I called Master He. Master He talked with the man for ten minutes, without success. I only heard the voice on the phone: "What happened to a patient?" Later, Master He said to me, "Otherwise, you should give him more money."
The man heard the voice on the phone and said, "I don't want to pull any money." I will go back first. "
I said, "Not a man who has recovered from a serious illness, but a Tibetan boy who has undergone spinal surgery and has recovered."
The man asked me, "Can he walk?" This seems to be his last bottom line.
I said, "He just can't move. Please help us. "
The car drove into the alley. Men insist on seeing it in person. I said yes, but please come in and say nothing. I was afraid he would lose it-I grabbed the man's arm and tightened it hard, looking like two familiar friends.
I said too many pleading words, chattered and even began to be disorganized. In the corridor, I finally said the word "please" for the first time.
It's half past six. In the room, Luo Wei's eyes are round and bright. He sat stiffly in front of the bed with the help of his younger brother, like a weed in winter. They are ready to go, and even the house has become neat.
The man took a glance and immediately turned to leave. I quickly said to the room, "Let's drive to the door of the hotel."
The man jumped into the car as if to leave. I put 300 yuan's money through a crack in the window.
The man said, "It's not about money at all."
I said, "We have to go. There is no time. "
We repeated the above conversation again. The man seems to have compromised. He said, "I'm going to reverse the car." The road is very narrow, so the car has to reverse at a deeper intersection in the alley. For a moment, I was really upset and afraid that he would leave soon.
Fortunately, he didn't. I sigh. At this time, I can only choose to believe.
Luo Wei finally got on the bus. He insisted on sitting in the co-pilot seat. The driver is a little scared, just like sitting next to a Buddha.
How long is the bus? Luo Wei asked the girl to move his hand to the position of the handle above the window, and then hold it with all her strength.
In the car, in order to ease the atmosphere, I casually chatted with the driver: "Master, where are you from?"
He said, "I'm from Henan." From beginning to end, I never asked his last name, which is irrelevant.
The car gradually sank into a quagmire of silence. Silence is a cigarette of a young man, scattered in a closed carriage, unable to find an exit. The girl lay on her boyfriend's shoulder, steady as if asleep. They seem to have no sense of urgency, so the car passes through the hazy night and the hills of the city. I believe that every parting is the fireworks of life.
Luo Wei asked me the fare and I shook my head. I still have 1000 yuan in my pocket, and I don't know how to give it to him.
The time to change boarding passes is eight o'clock in the evening. I know, no matter what, the plane will wait for them to leave the huge capital together. The airport suddenly became empty, and I felt extremely satisfied and at ease.
Farewell, I saw Luo Wei's smile again, shallow, like a curved river, even in front of my eyes. What bright eyes they are, just like the stars in the night sky, pure and quiet.
Leaving the grassland, I can't remember myself. How long has it been since I saw the stars?
I can only say to myself, "Tashildler!" "