An Ping lay on the bed and sighed as he looked at the ceiling, "Brother Yufeng, I want to go with you, but my dad and my sister are collectively against it."
Bai Yufeng was two years older than An Ping and two years younger than An Hao; he had just stopped studying. Before the new year, he went to the city to work for a month and spent all thirty yuan he earned before he came back.
But he had seen city life and was set on going to the city. He got along well with An Ping, and An Ping wasn't stingy either; he didn't lose out when hanging out with him. Hearing that An Ping couldn't go, he felt a bit disappointed.
"An Ping, city life is so good. You can earn more money and there are lots of fun places to go. You can watch movies, go ice skating, and even stroll around the state-owned stores," he tried his best to paint a wonderful picture for An Ping, hoping to entice him.
