烏溪橋上暫停靠 -- Waiting for a Tow
Antony and Anita were taking their son Little Bee back to Yuanlin, where this three-year-old boy would stay for another three days with his mom's parents. And now Jean and I felt a lot more relaxed, thinking that it might be a good idea to have an "outing" ourselves. (In the past few months I had been troubled by my waist problem and therefore she and I had rarely gone far from home for recreation.) I suggested that we should visit Xitou Forest Area or Sun Moon Lake again. But the telephone in the living room rang. We got the news that Antony had pulled his car somewhere out of the freeway exit because . . . . Oh! His car broke down and was now waiting for a tow! At the very first moment, Jean and I thanked the Lord for all of them, our offspring, were safe from a "possible accident" on the freeway. Then, as quickly as we could, we hurried to where they stayed. We wanted them to use our car for the rest of the day, and tried to drive his car back to a car-repair center run by our good friend Ming-Xun Zhou. But we failed to take the car all the way back by ourselves. We did need to hire a tow truck to pull it from Wuxi Qiao (the Bridge across the Black Stream) to Zhou's Repair Center.