I thought about it for a moment: this young lady is quite daring and willful. Driving thousands of kilometers isn't easy, especially the section in Hunan and Guizhou, which is mostly winding mountain highways, making people very tired. It also rains frequently in summer, making the roads even more dangerous; no wonder her family is worried. So I replied, "Driving is fine too; I'll cancel the tickets. How can we contact her?"
"I'll talk to her and give you her WeChat. You can contact her and we can set off together. I'll cover the travel expenses."
...
I added the girl on WeChat. She told me to cancel my ticket first, and she would pick me up at the train station and we would leave directly. Half an hour later, a white Land Cruiser stopped next to me. A girl got out of the car, looked me up and down, and asked, "Are you the Uncle Mi who was introduced by Uncle Huang to go to Dali together?"
"Your Uncle Huang and I are from different generations."
As I spoke, I gestured for her to open the trunk, but she took off her sunglasses, then bent over and leaned back, peering at me in an extremely awkward posture, even though my face was completely covered by the brim of her hat.
"One generation above Uncle Huang! That must be: Grandpa Mi?"
I also looked her over. She had her hair in a bun and looked to be over 165 cm tall. Her skin was so good that you could pinch out collagen at any time. The youthful vitality she exuded was like an unknown world, completely different from Wang Lei or Lu Jia.
After she finished laughing, she said to me, "I know the next 3,000 kilometers won't be so easy to handle, but we'll stick to the principles of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and I believe we can still have a pleasant journey."
I ignored her teasing, looked at the car, and changed the subject: "New car, very nice, quite suitable for driving on mountain roads."
She replied with a hint of pride, "Of course, it was my dad's 20th birthday present, which I chose myself."
I nodded, feeling a little more familiar with this young woman in her early twenties. Her choice of a rugged SUV likely stemmed from a wild and unrestrained youthful spirit, and her family clearly doted on her. If she just wanted to show off, she could have bought a BMW X6 or a lower-spec Cayenne for the same price.
"Grandpa Mi, can we set off now?"
I threw my luggage into the trunk of the car, opened the passenger door under the scorching sun, and the nearly 3,000-kilometer journey began.
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