Just as Ping'an guessed, shortly after the end of the workday, his parents and Yi Jiefang and the others began to arrive at the old house one after another.
As expected by May 1st, Aunt Lu's extra dishes had a chance to come in handy.
In the stone courtyard of the main house, an eight-immortal table was later added. After finishing Aunt Lu's carefully prepared dinner, the group ate heartily and began to "split the loot".
Yi Jiefang wasn't too interested in these things. He was intrigued by Zhou Jiao's description of Jiang Province. "Hey, do you all think we should find some time to take a trip to the Northwest?"
Geng Dazhi shook his head, "It's too far, not enough vacation time."
Yi Jiefang sighed, "Back in our school days, how stupid were we to spend each summer break at the beach? What a shame, damn it, what a shame."
Wan Dayong kicked him, "Your daughter is here."
