No matter how detailed a plan is, if you run into girls, it will just be words on a piece of paper.
When I got home yesterday, Huang Jingping had already prepared two hotpots, one spicy and one not, with a variety of dishes spread out on the table and more on the kitchen counter. She had also cooked rice, because she knew that when the three of them got together, their appetites added up to more than three.
These past two days, she has been at home alone reading professional books. Today, she has prepared so much, but she has not asked Wang Jinju to come over to help. Otherwise, when Wang Jinju asks what they are going to do, and says they are going on a trip, and that so many people are going together, but she cannot come with them? Those simple days at school are truly gone forever.
Sure enough, Feng Yiping ate with the three of them, and really could eat more than usual when she ate with her. Of course, the three girls were also good, chatting while eating, and the chopsticks hardly stopped, until well after 11 o'clock at night.
Among the six people, Yu Lian was a relatively unfamiliar one, so she was also the most proactive. After eating, she was busy helping Huang Jingping clear the table and wash the dishes. Zhang Qiuling couldn't sit still later, and joined in passively.
The three men comfortably leaned back on the sofa and chatted. It felt pretty good. Well, it should be said that this is the normal ecology. However, Feng Yiping estimated that if Xiao Zhijie and Zhang Qiuling got together smoothly, then he would have to take care of most of the housework in the future.
Now, the three of them are sitting on the sofa again, but the current perception is not as comfortable as it was last night.
They had planned to go to the city in the morning to buy essential travel items, such as sunglasses and sun hats, UV-protective umbrellas, sports shoes, etc., but it is now past ten o'clock, and the three girls are still laughing and talking in the bathroom. It has been such a long time, and their makeup has not even been done yet. You would think that they are all in their twenties, when beauty is natural, and there is no need for such meticulous grooming.
'If they don't come out soon, we'll all be old,' Feng Yiping shouted, and the laughter there got a little louder. Huang Jingping replied, 'We'll be done in a minute,'
which again meant ten or more minutes. By half past ten, the three of them finally came out looking all done up. The effect was there, at least the hair looked a little more delicate and the lips a little more beautiful, but in other places, it was hard to tell.
Xiao Zhijie included, who had waited for a whole class and wasn't as eager as usual to flatter. Zhang Qiuling sighed, 'That's men for you, always so impatient. We haven't even done anything yet and they're already so impatient. I can't bear to think that if they get their way and start a family, they won't even be able to wait ten minutes before going out. If we slow down, they'll probably just leave us behind and not care. You tell me who we do our makeup for, it's not for them smelly men!'
This sister is tough enough to say such things. I don't know if Xiao Zhijie has any intention of backing down. Feng Yiping and Wang Changning patted his shoulders at the same time, saying, 'My friend, please take comfort in the fact that you have a hard time ahead of you.
Huang Jingping was walking last, holding Feng Yiping's hand, and asked him with a smile, 'Are you angry?'
'You are such a beautiful person, why spend so much time on makeup? A light makeup is usually very effective.'
'Hee hee,' Huang Jingping loved hearing this, "You're a girl, so just think of this as an exchange of experiences. It won't happen again. Don't you know that when girlfriends get together, exchanging makeup tips is a timeless topic?'
'What other timeless topics are there?" Feng Yiping asked with a smile, with a meaningful look.
Huang Jingping gave him a little tap.
'How are we going to sit?' Huang Jingping of course sat in the passenger seat, and the four of them had to squeeze into the back seat, which made Zhang Qiuling a little worried.
'What are you pretending for? Just sit on his lap,' Feng Yiping impatiently told her.
Zhang Qiuling ignored Xiao Zhijie's expectant gaze. 'You two, get up first. Yu Lian, we'll sit,'
She and Yu Lian took up almost two seats, and the remaining two could only squeeze together pitifully, wasting the opportunity Feng Yiping had deliberately created for them.
There was quite a lot to buy, and the three girls were so inefficient when they got together. Just buying a hat, for example, they each tried on no fewer than 20 on average, and the key was that they were all similar styles.
Feng Yiping truly felt that it was not easy for these shopkeepers either. At least, if he were in their shoes, he would not have been so patient.
When buying shoes, each person puts four or five pairs next to their feet. Feng Yiping concludes that it is normal for a girl to go shopping, but if there are three girls together, they will immediately suffer from severe collective choice phobia.
They put the shoes they have chosen next to them and wait for them to check out together when they arrive. Feng Yiping and the other two go to the carousel. This thing has not yet been banned, and it is a must when going out with a few cars.
It's still these electronic products that get on their nerves. They mainly want to escape. This time, they spent more than half an hour choosing three handsets. Then Xiao Zhijie's phone rang. Like Wang Changning, he and Wang Changning both bought Ericsson 768. 'Hurry up and come over, we can't carry them all,' OK, go be a porter.
According to Feng Yiping's estimate, it would take at most an hour to complete the task, especially after the addition of the other two girls. In the end, it took more than three hours to complete, and there were many more trinkets that weren't on the list, such as bracelets and paper fans.
On the morning of the 30th, everyone got up very punctually. Today was the day of departure. Everyone was in standard attire: the girls wore jeans, T-shirts, sports shoes and sunglasses, and carried a backpack. Feng Yiping and the other two walked behind them, pushing a large suitcase.
The other car, the same one from the metal products factory, was a Pajero. In those days, there were not many highways, and especially for people like them who planned to travel and see as much as they could, driving a car around the country was still quite a challenge.
In addition to the factory driver, an experienced driver from the logistics company was also deployed. He mainly knew more about cars and had strong hands-on skills. It was impossible to predict what minor problems might occur and cause a breakdown on the road, and people like him would be indispensable at that time.
Both drivers were in their thirties. With the three of them, the safety of the journey could be guaranteed. A few large spanners were placed in both cars, as well as two half-metre long tyre wrenches. Feng Yiping felt that he could protect himself.
Because he didn't know the two drivers in the other car well, the two pairs scrambled to get into Feng Yiping's car. Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning played rock-paper-scissors to choose which car to ride in. The first time, Wang Changning won, and he and Yu Lian rode in Feng Yiping's car. This was a good thing, because Xiao Zhijie and Zhang Qiuling were more outgoing, and they were able to strike up a conversation with the two drivers in the other car.
As for their first destination, everyone unanimously chose West Lake.
From elementary school to high school, they had learned too many poems about the West Lake, heard too many stories and legends about it. The West Lake has the White and Su Dikes, the Leifeng Pagoda and Baochu Pagoda, the Broken Bridge where Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen met, the Three Pools Mirroring the Moon, the Lotus Pool in the Courtyard of Qu Yuan, the Evening Bell of Nanping...
In short, for most children who have received nine years of compulsory education, the West Lake should be the most poetic place in the country.
Huang Jingping was already looking forward to it, and showed him the folding fan she had bought yesterday, which she said was made of sandalwood. The fan face was a stunning picture of the lotus pond at the Quyuan Garden.
Feng Yiping had wanted to pour cold water on them, but seeing how excited they were, he decided to let them experience it for themselves.
He told the handheld device, 'Set off now, over.'
Immediately, Xiao Zhijie and Zhang Qiuling's excited shouts came from inside, 'Set off, set off!'