More than half a month had passed since primary school graduation.
The six of them took a plane to Sugarcane Province on the second day of the official vacation and had a blast for a week before returning home contentedly.
As a native cousin of the neighboring province, Xu Qingfan still felt that traveling to Guilin was totally worth it.
The street snacks were everywhere, and filling up a whole table cost less than thirty yuan.
Plus, there was the increasingly addictive river snail rice noodle soup, the deep-fried eggs soaked in broth; the five girls went from initial disgust to can't get enough by the time they were to leave.
Drifting down the stream on a bamboo raft in the evening, with greenery reflecting on the river like silk and mountains adorning like jade pins, fishers singing at dusk, and the sky ablaze with the setting sun, would have been perfect if only they hadn't gotten their underwear wet.
