Although Dai Lai is from Suzhou, when I first met her, she was already living in Henan. For a girl from the south of the Yangtze River, it is not only inexplicable to marry in Xinxiang, Henan Province, but also unpleasant for people to flow into foreigners. Of course, it is very narrow-minded. She is a princess and married to Tibet. Dai lai married in the past, not necessarily for the peace and stability of the motherland, but she must have good reasons. Like love. Leaving your hometown because of love should actually be respected. Except her parents, of course. Dai Lai's father has repeatedly expressed his inner sadness and helplessness to me on the phone. "She said she would come back!" He told me this several times. However, as the years passed, Dai Lai didn't come back. Even during the Spring Festival, she didn't go back to Suzhou to see her parents. I think she took root in Xinxiang, not only bought land to build villas, but also hung her work there and became a "deputy magistrate" with dignity. Is she planning to come back?

I often refer to Dai Lai as my daughter in public. I wonder if she wants to. Please forgive me for taking advantage of her if she doesn't want to. At the end of 2002, there was a heavy snow in northern Shaanxi. Luyuan organized us to go to social practice, but I got sick there. On the train from Yan 'an to Xi 'an, the temperature is MINUS 10 degrees Celsius, but there is no heating in the carriage. I remember shivering in the carriage all night. Dai Lai and I both slept in the lower bunk and fell asleep opposite. That night, in a daze, I felt Dai Lai's hand stretched out from the opposite side from time to time to tuck me in. I was really touched that night. I feel that I am in my twilight years, unable to move in bed, and my filial daughter is considerate of me. She didn't sleep well all night, fearing that I might catch a cold. She stayed awake just to take care of me.

Of course, I really regard her as my own daughter. Once she was drunk, Wei Wei and I took her back to Luyuan. After Vivian left, I stayed in Dai Lai's room for fear that she would vomit again, so as to take good care of her. She threw up once and threw up all over the floor. I cleaned her up and sat in the dark with her. Until it was estimated that she had fallen asleep, she put a footbath on the bedside and then quietly walked away.

If I really have such a daughter, I will be very proud. Dai Lai's cleverness makes her look so cute. She is definitely not a chatterbox, and she speaks weakly and slowly. But she's witty. I didn't meet many writers in Luyuan's class. But because of Dai Lai, I made friends with many people who could not have been friends, and became friends with people who could not have been friends. I know some people in this class even like Dai Lai better than me. During that trip to northern Shaanxi, several friends not only helped Dai Lai with her luggage like chivalrous men, but also helped her "old father" with my bag. Let me experience the joy of being a "father-in-law"

As a new generation of novelists, Daley is so excellent. At a meeting, I met Hong Zhigang. He talked about one of my novels. In order to win praise, I asked him, "Is this work well written?" He paid me a few casual compliments out of courtesy. Then, at a change of topic, I began to sincerely praise Daley. He spoke highly of Daley, saying that he really liked her novels. If I don't like Dai Lai's novels, if Dai Lai and I are sworn brothers, I will be jealous. I would think that Hong Zhigang was angry with me on purpose. Hong Zhigang's evaluation of Dai Lai is: "She always uses extremely calm words to describe the unique people living at the bottom of modern cities, and extends and magnifies their living feelings and inner world in detail, thus highlighting the extremely special spiritual landscape they radiate in the entanglement of reality." Daley's history of writing novels is not very long, but she quickly became famous in the literary world. Her works have been published in some important literary journals, which has aroused widespread concern. Her books have been published locally one after another, and some of them have been translated abroad. 2004 was the year of Sino-French cultural exchange, and Daley was the youngest French writer invited to France. I wonder what this naughty little villain will look like walking on the streets of Paris. Is she still smoking casually, wearing jeans and yellow instant noodles? Does she still tell jokes in France? Will she giggle suddenly when foreigners interview her? When you ask her what she is laughing at, she will say, there is a new joke on my mobile phone, and the parrot is scolding the flight attendant.

What Daley brought to the literary world was a brand-new creation, which coldly revealed the secrets of our lives. And between me and her, friendship, joy and warmth are also brought by Dai Lai. Author Jing Ge