Chapter 7 Six, a bad joke

At six o’clock in the morning, in the empty terminal hall, there was a small group of people—that was us: the Happy Travel Group, no one was at work at the check-in counter, only a few of us, all sleepy, standing Under the glaring white light, there were embarrassing smiles on each other's faces. I am embarrassed to say the reason for laughing. After arriving at the hotel last night, the uncle who picked us up told us the departure time the next day in the lobby. "I'll pick you up at 6:30 in the morning. The plane leaves at 8:30. Don't be late for assembly. Come early and get your boarding pass early. You can choose the window on the right. This route flies from the Himalayas. You can see It’s a pity that you can’t take advantage of the advantages of going to Mount Everest and flying to Nepal.”

The people standing in the hall were all sleepy at first, but after hearing this, their eyes lit up. "Does it mean that as long as you arrive early, you can grab the ticket for the window on the right?" asked the short-haired elder sister in the elder sister group. "It might be. It depends on how many passengers there are tomorrow. If it's just us, it will be fine. If you are worried, you can take a taxi early by yourself. It's not expensive." Except for Wang Can, who went to sleep in the room after drinking too much, everyone at the scene showed subtle expressions. After a moment of silence, the short-haired lady said: "No need, why go by yourself, the road is not familiar, Let's go together in the van with the big guys and take care of each other."

The men and women in the photography group also nodded desperately: "That's right, that's right, there's no need, if you can't grab the window, you won't be able to grab it. Isn't it just passing through Mount Everest, and it's not like climbing Mount Everest by yourself." Everyone nodded, indicating that tomorrow at 6:30, everyone will leave together. Then, at 5:40 this morning, we met at the airport. On the way to take a taxi secretly, I was still thinking, I should be the first one, anyway, I grabbed the seat by the window, this kind of person can go back and brag, saying "I flew over Mount Everest" How could an opportunity be easily let go.

But after stepping into the airport, I was surprised to find that the big sister group was already waiting in front of the counter. Last night, the short-haired big sister who patted her chest and said, "We must go together tomorrow" was the first in line. Then with this awkward smile, we greeted the stormtroopers of the Donkey Friends Group. Except for Wang Can and the passionate girl, we were basically all present, and it was just half past six. By this time, I have basically confirmed that the members of our group are all a group of poor people who have not taken advantage of it, and their social attributes are basically the same as mine.

In the end, only Wang Can and the silly girl gathered in the hotel lobby. When Wang Can arrived at the airport, I was a little surprised. It was dark in the car yesterday and I couldn’t see it clearly. Now in broad daylight, Wang Can’s travel equipment is quite eye-catching, especially the medium-sized RIMOWA suitcase he was carrying. The suitcase itself Nothing special, ordinary white-collar workers can buy one after saving two or three months of money, but what is special is the dense luggage stickers on the box. This luggage sticker is not the ordinary shipping label, nor is it that Kind of soil turtle cartoon stickers, but travel commemorative stickers carefully designed by foreign airlines and five-star hotels. In recent years, the tourism industry has developed, and even the most established companies can no longer continue to pose. They have all engaged in price wars I don’t pay attention to these little details, but a few years ago, if I went abroad with a suitcase, it would be worth putting it in a picture frame after I came back—Wang Can was carrying such a suitcase.

Because of these stickers, I couldn't help but look at Wang Can more: the upper body is bright yellow, the lower body is pink blue, this kind of girly combination, it doesn't look like a boy, so it must be from a big name, only those who are expensive The bright-colored clothes of the big-name men's clothing that must die can make you look rich and unscrupulous, instead of becoming a male secret who is kept. How could such a wealthy person join the cheap tour group of a small citizen like us? While I was muttering in my heart, I boarded the plane. The tattered 737, the tattered seats, and the tattered meals on the plane took us to our destination.

Mount Everest can only be seen after passing Tibet. I was going to close my eyes for a while, and just about to close my eyes, the three members of the eldest sister group approached, and the short-haired sister was the first to start talking. "Hey, what's your name?" "Me? My surname is Cheng, and my name is Yu Meng." "Oh, the name sounds nice. My surname is Na. You can call me that sister. Her surname is Yang." The sister pointed to the second eldest sister, "Her surname is Sun."——No. 3 eldest sister. "We are all women, take care of us on the way, you come out alone, if you have any inconvenience, you can find us." It was a touching sentence at first, but the sister continued, "Anyway, we are about the same age, Some talk."

I vaguely began to have an ominous premonition. "Xiao Cheng, are you married yet?" - Sure enough! I shake my head. "Oh!" The elder sister was surprised. I nodded and smiled softly, fully understanding her surprise. For the next hour, I sometimes smiled, sometimes nodded, and silently learned about the happy family life of the elder sisters, "Xiao Cheng, it's better to get married, and you can come out to play when you get married, and leave the children to your husband. Come out with the sisters, play how you want, the key is, if you play well, you still have to go home, it’s better to get married, Xiao Cheng.”

There is such a kind of woman. To them, getting married means ascending to the heaven, and the phoenix nirvana. Since then, they have drawn a clear line from this man-eating society. In their eyes, unmarried women all over the world are covered with miserable. What's the use of your monthly salary of more than 10,000 yuan—it's not as good as my marriage. So what if you can’t do without your boss—look at the bag my husband bought for me—it’s better to get married. It's great that you can provide the house yourself - but how can one person sleep in such a big house at night? ——Only marriage is the right way.

A married woman like that sister exists like a black hole, and all topics will eventually be swallowed according to the above formula. In order to defeat that sister's pride in being married, I reluctantly started bragging. "It's good to have one person. I can go wherever I want. There is no drag... Where have I been? Let me think about it. One summer, I was in Tuscany. Hey, that's called a vacation. You don’t have to do anything all day, of course, you can also help pick grapes, or go for a walk in the forest, pick wild fruits, oh yes, you can also pick truffles! It’s the western restaurant here that doesn’t move Just sell the kind of things that cost sky-high prices, over there, there are all over the mountains and plains, very common snacks, casually used for scrambled eggs."

In fact, I don't even know what I'm talking about. A few housewives with brand-name canvas suitcases can have the opportunity to listen to these words and learn about the trends in the new world. Wang Can, who is not far away , suddenly took off the blindfold, and glanced at me, the eyes were unclear, and I was bragging about being happy, so I wouldn't be stopped by a mere look. Yes, I have no boyfriend, no husband, no children, no car, no house, but you can't hold back that I have taste.Taste is not something that can be cultivated by eating well, living well, and having a lot of knowledge. How many coal bosses have traveled to Europe, and the first thing they say when they get off the plane is "Hurry up and give me the whole bowl of noodles, grandma, I don't remember anything except hunger." ", and me, although I have never been to these places, I know everything I should know. "Sister Yumeng, how many countries have you been to?" The girl I always thought was not very smart also came over. Her surname is Li and her full name is Li Meiling, but I still prefer to call her "Li Rexue" in my heart. ", this girl has been bluffing like chicken blood since she got on the plane. I wish she helped put all the luggage in the cabin, and I can't sit still as if my buttocks are electrified. "How many countries have you been to?... I can't count at once, but I only remember more interesting countries, such as Finland, Italy, oh, there are a few small islands near the UK. One of them is called Kelsey The island, when I went there, there were only twelve permanent residents on the island, it was quiet, it was so quiet, that guy lived a really loose life..." In fact, this is the first time I have gone abroad, and the passport is temporarily issued. I saw this Kelsey Island from the travel satellite TV. "That's great." Li Nuoxue simply expressed envy. "Yes, it's really good." The elder sister also agreed, "It's worth playing all over the world without getting married. If you have a family, it won't work, and it will become a burden." When I was shamelessly bragging here, the stormtroopers were not idle. They were as ambitious as they were, so they didn't bother to listen to the gossip of parents like us. They had already set up machines by the window, big and small. It’s like a small press conference. The cameras are facing out the window, waiting to attack the snow-capped mountains. The foreigners in the cabin also took out their card machines, not to take pictures of Mount Everest, but to take pictures of this spectacle. When the plane passed Mount Everest, there was a shutter sound in the cabin. I looked at the snow-covered hill and looked down on it from above. Mature man, no matter how ecstasy the glamorous goddess is, if you just look at the top of his head from above, you probably won’t see any beauty, and you may even find early signs of baldness. Mount Everest... When I was in college, I also participated in the school's mountaineering club. In fact, I really hated the activity of mountaineering. It took me a long time to climb to the top, and then I climbed down with shame and pain. What is the meaning of this process? what is itTo be honest, I still don’t understand it now, but now I understand that many things in life are very similar to the process of climbing a mountain. At that time, I joined the mountaineering club because there were many good-looking senior brothers in the mountaineering club, and there were more opportunities to go out to play. Although I only climbed small slopes such as Xiangshan, Xishan and Baihuashan, at least I could get in touch with my seniors. I remember that at that time, there was a brother who was the best looking, and we called him "muscle model room" (because the muscles on his calves were cultivated to the standard), every time he climbed Xiaoye Mountain, he would shout at the top of the mountain very sensationally : "Mount Everest! I'm a little closer to you!" Thinking about it now, I was really embarrassed for the scene at that time. Later, my brother graduated. After graduation, he sometimes went back to school to visit us at the mountaineering club, and kept saying that the plan to climb Mount Everest was on the agenda. Later, I heard that he went back to his hometown and became an insurance salesman. Later, I realized that the minimum budget for climbing Mount Everest is more than 400,000 yuan. This dream is not just based on sensational youth. Whoops and perfect calf muscles can be achieved. To put it in a depressing way, youth, sometimes it's like a cold joke, and it takes years to know where the joke was at that time. Li Nuoxue came to my side and interrupted my alone viewing of Mount Everest. "Sister Yumeng, you said that you have been to so many countries, and you are still willing to come to Nepal, which means that Nepal must not be bad, right?" I nodded hesitantly: "Should...it should be." Li Nuoxue opened the travel brochure in his hand, opened the introduction of Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal, and read it softly: "It is quiet and far-reaching, there are many temples, and the Buddha's light is shrouded..." Li Nuoxue raised his head excitedly and smiled at me grinningly: "Sister Yumeng, how beautiful are your words? You can be enveloped by Buddha's light." I nodded again with some difficulty: "...I will know in a while." "Nepal, a religious kingdom living in the mountains, quiet and profound, with many temples, shrouded in Buddha light, a paradise..." When our group stood outside Kathmandu Tribhuvan Airport, everyone was dumbfounded for a few seconds. I re-read the opening introduction in the travel brochure in my mind again. This introduction and the scene before my eyes - no word can match. The "quiet small country" in front of me is dusty, the sun is shining, cars are parked in a haphazard manner, and a lot of people are crowded at the exit, shouting something at the top of their voices, but it doesn't look like they are here to pick up the plane, because no matter who it is When they come out, they will shout, and when they get close, they will touch and tug. It was difficult to adjust my mental state for a while, but when I was about to despair, I glanced at the photography stormtroopers standing beside me, and my mood suddenly improved. Their faces were the expressions that were truly more sorrowful than heartbroken. In the same place, wearing a frightening outfit, one of the buddies still pressed his hand on the camera shutter, his fingers trembling slightly. Wang Can was standing on my right, looking at the scene in front of me, and while putting the sunglasses on his face, he said slowly: "Yo, it's interesting." He looked calm, but I figured he was just hungover. When the big sisters began to smear sunscreen on their faces, our local guide finally appeared. A young Nepalese boy held a sign of "Happy Journey" and ran towards us all the way. Come over: "Squeeze right, squeeze right!" The curry-like Chinese came out, "Traffic jam!" It seems that "traffic jam" is really an internationally accepted excuse for being late. "Hello everyone, my name is Rahim, I will be with you in these two days, our current location is: Kathmandu Tribhuvan International Airport, the largest and most important airport in Nepal, very good Airport..." The sister interrupted Racine's introduction impatiently: "Okay, okay, hurry up and get in the car, we've been here in the sun for a long time." Racine nodded quickly, "Okay, ok, let's get in the car right now, the car is parked over there, it's a very good car..." Racine said, while taking the car from a broken black plastic bag in his hand. Taking out something, "We, before we get in the car, there is a small, small event..." Racine took out garlands from the plastic bag. The flowers were feces-yellow marigolds, which were strung together sparsely with wire. Put your hands together: "That's so damn special! Welcome to the sacred Nepal. I hope everyone can gain a lot here and be happy!" A gust of wind blew over, and we and the half-dead garland around our necks were covered with a layer of loess in place. The car drove towards the city, and all of us began to believe what Racine said about the traffic jam. We even felt that using the word "jammed" to describe the road conditions in the great capital of Nepal was too humble, even if there were many cars and narrow roads , the key is that there is no traffic order at all, and all the drivers are like stunt drivers, bold and open-minded, and they are galloping on the road with a feeling of "nothing but death". Along the way, everyone looked out the window in fear, and the sister asked, "How's the hotel we're staying at?" There was a hint of melancholy in her tone. "The hotel we stayed in is called the Himalayas Hotel. It's a very good hotel, luxurious!" No one spoke, and the word "luxury" that Racine uttered forcefully floated alone in the carriage.