"Wow, a big airplane."
"Is that the big airplane we're taking?"
Standing in the departure hall, Gong Ruzhi and Wan Yihui looked at the plane parked on the tarmac, feeling excited.
Zhuge Zhi and Wan Dajun had flown before, so they weren't as excited about the big airplane. Instead, they discussed the differences between the current plane and the ones they had flown on before.
Hua Miaozhu, upon hearing the price of the tickets, thought it extravagant; just one round trip plane ticket could afford them a comfortable year in Beijing.
The old lady came from a wealthy family and married into another reputable family. It was only after reaching her seventies that her life took a drastic downturn.
Even now, with life stabilizing somewhat, the old lady had to be cautious about many things. So when she saw Zhao Gang and the others being spendthrift, she would offer a word or two of advice.
"Grandma, let's fly."
