**Vacation Road
Xu Chen. Click to enter "one": in the sixties and seventies, we went home from ** on vacation, and we had to be so budget-conscious ......
In 2020, when I returned to **, I passed by the Lhasa cement factory).
Seconds. One morning in the early winter of 1975, after breakfast, my comrades-in-arms and I stood at the gate of the barracks of the army waiting for the car, and the comrades-in-arms who introduced us to the local master also stood at the gate (because we didn't know the driver, only he knew).
At about nine o'clock in the morning, a sky-blue Fiat truck drove up to the barracks door, the comrade who knew the driver introduced us to the driver, and we threw our luggage behind the car and sat in the cab.
There is only one driver in the cab, he is a native of Shandong, once served as a soldier, and stayed in the Lhasa Transportation Company after demobilization, and he is also an old **.
At that time, people who took local buses had to take care of the driver's eating, drinking, and smoking along the way. The two of us bought the best peony cigarette in the army at that time (052 yuan box), after ignition, hand it to the driver, one after another, continue to line, until the driver is unwilling to smoke.
The car left the troops, drove along the Qinghai-Tibet Highway to the west of Lhasa, passed by Drepung Monastery, Lhasa Cement Factory and other familiar places, and turned north, and arrived at Duilong Deqing County, where the asphalt road also came to an end, and the cobblestone road began.
As long as there is a car in front of you, it is also dusty.
When I returned to ** in 2020, I passed by Drepung Monastery).
This is the path my recruits have walked when they enter Tibet, last time they entered Tibet, and this time they are out of Tibet, and their mood is very different. When he left home, he was an ignorant teenager of fifteen years old, and when he returned home, he was already a petty officer of the Republic.
Duilong Deqing, now a district of Lhasa, was still a county at that time, and there were farmland on both sides of the road, and the farmland in winter was bare as far as the eye could see, and the stream on the side of the road was gurgling. Returning to ** in 2020, I can't recognize it at all.
In 2020, when I returned to **, I passed by Duilong Deqing District).
A Jiefang truck appeared in front of us, with several Tibetan migrant workers on board.
The car in front of him drove very slowly, the driver seemed to be a novice, our car followed behind him, making a dirty and bald color, and could not see the road, and ate dirt, the driver honked the horn several times, as if he did not hear, neither speeding up, nor giving way, and the migrant workers in the car were still smiling at us. Our driver was annoyed and decided to force overtaking.
We were speeding up to overtake on the left, and the car, without a turn signal, suddenly turned into a small road to the left and almost hit our car.
When it was too late, our driver turned the steering wheel violently, stepped on the accelerator to the end, swished, and rushed along the left edge of the road, pressing the mound of dirt on the side of the highway to maintain the road, and the car also jumped upward, almost overturning. Sitting in the cab, we were like meat shaking in a can, and all of a sudden, the top of the brain and the roof of the car collided heavily, and all of a sudden, the buttocks snapped, and fell heavily on the seat of the cab, and we were stunned.
When our car stopped after overtaking them, and was about to reason with them, they turned onto the dirt road on the left and drove towards a small village like no one else, without even apologetic, leaving only the three of us standing dumbfounded on the road, and it took a long time to recover our strength, in the fashionable language of the present, "confused".
The driver checked the car, but fortunately there were no problems, so let's move on.
2020 Lhasa to Yangbajing Expressway).
In 2020, when I returned to **, I passed by Yangbajing).
Out of Duilong Deqing, towards Yangbajing, towards Dangxiong, towards Naqu, towards the distance.
Along the way, I saw the road I used to enter Tibet as a recruit, the march I used to camp and train, the Dangxiongchang station where I had participated in the only Xi live-fire exercise, the Dangxiong bushes where we beat rabbits with seine nets, and the grasslands in northern Tibet where we pulled firewood.
In 2020, when returning to **, he passed through the grasslands of northern Tibet).
What does it taste like?More on that next time.
Note: The illustrations in this article are provided by the author).
About the Author:
Xu Chen. Born in 1954, he enlisted in the army in December 1969 and served in the 706th unit of the **Lhasa Air Force. In 1988, he changed careers and worked in Bank of China Tianjin Branch until his retirement.
Author: Xu Chen.