On the seventh day of October in the fourth year of Kwai, it was the time for Dafang County to unify the Year of the Yi People and hold the Wumengshan Yi Youth Association. At the invitation of friends in Dafang County, my eldest sister-in-law and I drove there. Sister-in-law is a hospitable person. When she was in a leadership position a few years ago, she was also the vice president of the Yi Society in Hezhang County. When the first sister-in-law heard that she would go to Dafang to celebrate the Year of the Yi people, she readily agreed to go.
In fact, it takes less than two hours to get from Hezhang to Dafang, which should benefit from the connection of Biwei Expressway. When we think of the long-term bumps from Hezhang to Bijie, people should thank the people who conceived and built this broad road. Just arrived in Dafang, my first sister-in-law's friend called and asked us to go out for dinner. Lu, a friend of the freshman sister-in-law, is the dean of a hospital in Dafang. He looks like a modest gentleman, but he is not very talkative but very polite. Sister-in-law graduated from Bijie Health School in her early years, and she has many classmates and friends in counties and cities in northwest Guizhou. This dean Lu is a former classmate of Sister-in-law. After the simple noise, we were busy with the hot pot and didn't drink. I don't think we will get drunk on this generous trip! After dinner, my freshman sister-in-law went to the meeting place-Muogle Square with us.
I came here once. It was a day a few months ago. It was July 28th. I went to qianxi county to attend a poetry forum. After the meeting, I suddenly remembered Dafang and the place that has been haunting people, so I called Dafang Shang and told him the news that he wanted to stay in Dafang. Shang was very busy that day, because as a leader, he has been helping to take care of the Yi Torch Festival in a township, and he will not be able to come back for a while. Perhaps I was afraid that I would be lonely alone. Besides arranging my accommodation, I also specially arranged for me to go to Muogh to watch the ninth floor palace. I'm a good friend here, right? Hehe, he works in the cultural department and is very kind, especially for friends engaged in cultural activities.
I didn't feel lonely, although I entered the Muog Palace alone that day. With a pious heart, I walked step by step into the hall where my ancestors used to strategize. I seemed to see angry people glaring at the enemies who invaded their homes. They shouted in the blazing flames ... I thought a lot that day. I came back from dinner that night, and he invited a group of handsome guys and a beautiful woman. That night, I was drunk for the first time in Dafang, my hometown 311 years ago!
people may not know that this Dafang was originally called Bozhakou. Almost 1,811 years ago, my ancestor Tuoazhe established a powerful Yi regime here, which consisted of 13 Zexi and 48 departments with 121 scoldings and 1,211 residences ... My ancestor Tuoazhe was the Luodian king who was allied with Zhuge Liang in the history books, and his nine-story palace was built in the site of the Muogle Palace scenic spot in Dafang. The present palace was built according to the historical truth, and the original palace was burned down as early as 311 years ago. That catastrophe was the famous "Wu Wang suppressed the water west" in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. That's the catastrophe. My ancestors and many Yi martyrs were lost in the long river of history with the collapse of Muogh Palace ...
The sun and the light at noon are still so warm and hot, and there is no feeling that winter is coming at all. As soon as I sat down in Muog Square, a flash of light suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, and I heard "Uncle!" With a light call, an aunt and a mother dressed in a beautiful Yi costume stood in front of me. I was a little surprised. Looking at her smiling, I was confused for half a second and then suddenly had a flash of light. It was Xiaoliu! Xiaoliu is a Yi girl in Panxian County. She is very slender, with a pair of big eyes full of youthful vitality on her dark face. At the age of 21, she seems a little mature, perhaps because she lost her father in her early years and she is the eldest daughter of her family. Besides her slender appearance, I feel more about her strength. Yes, since I was a teenager, I have helped my mother shoulder the burden of raising a family and keep the house in good order. If my underground father knew, I think he would be proud of having such a daughter.
Really, I'm surprised and happy to meet her here! Through the conversation, I learned that she also started a pig farm, and is currently planning to form a folk song and dance group. This is really not simple. I am sincerely happy for her, but also a little worried about her boldness. After all, it is no small matter to form a song and dance group. I hope she is not a temporary effort. Xiaoliu and I met online for several years, perhaps because we like literature and art. Our relationship is simple and strong ...
The meeting arranged the dinner place in Jin Xin Hotel. Originally, I wanted to take this opportunity to get to know more friends, such as Shamalaqi, a singer from the Shan Ying group who came all the way from Liangshan Prefecture, and Aji, a brother group who came to Guizhou for a song and dance group of Baili Du Fu from Liangshan Prefecture. However, Jin, a generous person, asked us to come out for a small gathering, but after some refusal, we were gracious because of difficulties, so I and my freshman sister-in-law Xiaoliu and his party came out to get together with Jin. Kim is a beautiful girl. I first met her a few years ago. At that time, Shang took them to Weining to participate in activities. The second time I met Jin was last year when I went to Southwest Guizhou to participate in an activity related to Yi studies. Dafang County also went there in a team.
Jin Dai also brought her family. Besides her father and sister Bao, she also brought her boyfriend. Bao and I are friends, too. Bao also went there when I went to Weining, and then she was there when I came to be generous alone last time. Bao is a particularly beautiful girl with a good voice. She is a typical folk singer. I am surprised that Bao can come this time because I know that she is very busy with her work. Kim's father is only in his fifties, and he is very skillful. Originally, I was afraid of drinking, but because the opportunity for everyone to get together was rare, and Xiaoliu said that I would have a drink tonight, I agreed to the hospitality of Kim and his family. It's just me, Kim's father and boyfriend, and Xiaoliu. Although Kim Hebao's father is not good at talking, and Xiaoliu is a girl, we all enjoy ourselves because we are happy.
We eat vegetables, drink, chat and sing. Kim's boyfriend is talkative and can drink well, and we soon drank two bottles of white wine upside down. This night, we also listened to Xiao Liu and Bao's wonderful singing. Xiao Liu's singing is like a nightingale, gentle but moving; Bao's song is like a thrush, crisp and sweet ... I drank a little drunk, and I saw Xiaoliu's red face, Jin Hebao's happy smile, Jin's father's tired eyes and Jin's boyfriend's enthusiastic appearance, and I also saw colorful electric lights rippling around ... I vaguely remember Xiaoliu's proposal to dance in Muogle Square. In front of the hotel, I seemed to see many acquaintances coming and going ... After drinking a bottle of mineral water, Goo Goo vaguely remembers that we didn't go to Muogle Square for body dancing last night, so I was drunk on the bed and drunk in my hometown three hundred years ago-Dafang! I'm really ashamed to think of it. I hope my friends who have been delayed to go to the body dance don't mind, including Xiaoliu.
While I was desperately remembering last night, my first sister-in-law called and said that the company had something important to deal with in time. It seems that we can't attend the party. After hastily washing up, my eldest sister-in-law sent me to She Xiang cemetery. I want to visit She Xiang's grave and pay homage to this great ancestor.
After coming out of She Xiang's tomb and saying goodbye to some friends such as Xiaoliu and Shang by telephone, we left Dafang along the way with some worries and some apologies.