Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"Hey Ading, it's still quite cold in the north. Why don't we buy some clothes first?"

I closed the ajar car window, turned around and said to Ading.

"Brother Bai, please bear with me for a while. We will be there soon. Xiaoyan has prepared everything."

When Ading heard me say this, he replied.

When I heard what Ading said, I rolled my eyes at him. I had already seen through his little thoughts.

On the way, whenever we arrived at a meal, I let Ading go downstairs to buy food by himself.

"Bai, Brother Bai, have I become more handsome again? When I went to buy food just now, everyone stared at me."

Ading rubbed his shoulders, came to me, handed me a rather cold meal and asked me.

My hands were frozen red.

"Yeah, what kind of idiots are these people, wearing short sleeves in sub-zero temperatures!"

I blew a breath on my hand, then gave Ading a blank look and said.

It’s not that I don’t want to speak in a calm and gentle tone, but this Ading is so talented.

Ading didn't reply, but just opened his lunch box and ate in silence.

"Ading, otherwise, let's go buy some thick clothes?"

I was eating and couldn't help asking.

"Brother Bai, the nearest shopping mall is more than ten kilometers away. It will take too much time..."

When Ading heard what I said, he frowned and said.

"Okay, you're awesome. Anyway, you bought the meal, so I'm not the one who froze it."

I sighed and understood Ading's feelings.

However, although I understand him, he still has to do it himself when it comes to going out to buy food or something.

I don’t want those people to look at me strangely. If that happens, I will be really miserable.

Ading and I came to the Northeast.

"Brother Bai, here, eat it."

Ading handed me a compressed biscuit and didn't dare to look at me at all during the whole process.

It can be said that here in the Northeast, everything is white.

It was also terribly cold. When we arrived here, Ading didn't dare to get off the car in his short-sleeved shirt.

Fortunately, I had the compressed biscuits I had bought from a store in northern Myanmar.

"I regret it. I should have listened to Brother Bai and bought thick clothes."

At this time, Ading said these words while biting a particularly dry compressed biscuit.

"Just bear with it. Jiang Yan has prepared everything."

When I heard Ading say this, I couldn't help but tease Ading.

After all, this is what Ading said when he was trying to make excuses to me on the road.

"No, let's go to the nearby shopping mall and buy two thicker clothes."

Ading was silent for a while, but couldn't help it anymore and said this.

Then he started the car and drove to the mall to buy clothes.

The only thing is, although the fire started, the car wouldn't move.

"Brother Bai, what's going on? Why don't you go down and take a look?"

Ading tried several times but failed to start the car, then he suggested that I get out and take a look.

"I go?"

I looked at Ading. The temperature outside was so cold that it was freezing to death.

"I wanted to get off, but I was in the driver's seat, so there was nothing I could do."

Ading shrugged his shoulders and said this to me.

"Okay, you're fine!"

After hearing what Ading said, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and get out of the car.

As soon as I got off the car, a biting cold wind blew, making me shiver.

It’s damn cold.

There was heavy snow falling.

I checked and saw that the two rear wheels were stuck in the pothole and couldn't get out.

After knowing the reason, I immediately ran back to the car.

However, my outfit attracted those who were on the road.

"Fuck, the rear wheel is stuck in the pothole."

I sat in the passenger seat and shivered.

"What should I do?"

After hearing what I said, Ading was also undecided.

I was just about to call for help when I heard someone knocking on my window.

I swallowed my words and turned to look at the car window.

Looking outside through the car window, I saw a tall man wearing thick clothes standing outside.

I have to say this, the men in Northeast China are indeed stronger.

It’s not that people in the South are bad, it’s just that everyone has their own good qualities.

It rains a lot in the south, so boys have fairer skin and a delicate look, just like scholars.

People in the north, on the other hand, are like military generals, with tall and strong stature. The two seem to have a complementary relationship.

I rolled down the window, not knowing how I had offended anyone.

"Do you need help?"

The man gave us a friendly sign.

"of course."

After being stunned for a while, he realized what was happening and quickly expressed his gratitude.

Then the man called a few people over.

"Aren't you locals?"

The man looked at the clothes we were wearing and spoke directly.

"We are from the south. This is our first time here and we forgot to change into thick clothes."

I gave a wry smile and answered the man.

"You can't be like this."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around, took out two military coats from his car and handed them to us.

"how much is it?"

Only after putting on the military coats did Ading and I feel alive.

"It's free. People everywhere are friendly. It's normal to lend a hand when someone is in trouble."

When the man heard what I said, he waved his hand carelessly and said this.

"this......"

I felt a little embarrassed when I heard the man say this.

Moreover, I noticed that the other men all spoke with a strong Northeastern accent that was difficult to distinguish.

But this brother always used Mandarin when communicating with me. He was so thoughtful.

Before I could finish my words, the man left my side and started calling on other men to push the cart for us.

I have to say, there is strength in numbers.

I left Ading in the car to save the guy some energy.

I was wearing a green military coat and went outside to help push the cart. With this layer of clothes, I felt much warmer.

Soon, the car was pushed out of the pit.

"Thank you so much this time. I really don't know what I would do without you."

"If you have time, come to our south and I will definitely treat you well!"

I originally wanted to take them to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

But they said they had something else to do and rejected me.

There was no other way, I could only tell them this.

When they heard me say this, they didn't refuse this time and waved their hands:

"There is a chance!"

But, what I know is, where will it be certain?

They didn’t leave my cell phone number, so how could they call me?

Coming to the car, looking at the backs of the group of people, I couldn't help but sigh:

“It’s still better in China!”