Waiting at a red light ahead, Lao Ka released his foot from the accelerator and applied the handbrake. He turned around and asked, "Did you buy this big bag in the afternoon?"
I said yes. I asked someone about the gas bottles and boxes of medicine I bought at the market.
The red light turned green. At my suggestion, Lao Ka did not go through Tianguang Cave, but stopped at the foot of Jiantouling Mountain. Then we walked with our things on our backs from Xiacun to Guizailing.
At this time, it was around 11 noon on Sunday.
Unexpectedly, when I arrived at Guizailing and took a look from a distance, I immediately dragged Lao Ka and hid behind a tree.
"what happened?"
"What happened today? There are so many people in Guizailing?"
I saw dozens of people at the pond, most of whom were underage men and women. Some were holding small flags with some school written on them.
Lao Ka asked in a low voice: "What's going on? How do we get down?"
I said with a dark face: "This should be some school's spring outing, how the hell could this happen."
I looked out and saw clearly this time.
The reason why they all stayed around the pond was because there was a person blocking the entrance to Zailing on the slope, preventing them from entering.
Forest ranger Lao Hu was standing at the entrance of Guizailing with a stick in his hand and an angry look on his face. Two people, a man and a woman, wearing peaked caps who looked like teachers, were talking to Lao Hu.
They probably wanted to take the students in to have a look, but Lao Hu stayed there and refused to let them in. There was a stalemate.
It's not a problem to wait like this. I'm careful to take a detour because I'm afraid the five ugly people will hurt themselves. If these people don't leave, are they going to make me wait until night?
Wouldn’t all the time you spent traveling all the way have been wasted?
"Brother Ka, you stay here and look at the bag. I'll go over and take a look."
"Okay, be careful."
I buttoned up my clothes and walked out from behind the big tree, pretending that I happened to be passing by and leaned over.
A half-year-old child thought the wait was too long, so he cursed and threw stones into the pond, causing ripples in the water.
They yelled to each other about how good they were in water and wanted to perform swimming and catching fish in front of their female classmates.
"Don't stay here, go somewhere else to play." I walked over and said.
"Who are you? Why do you care about us?" the fat boy asked me.
I frowned and said, "There's so much nonsense, get out of here."
"Brother Xing, let's go over there," the fat boy wanted to rush over, but was held back by another person.
I thought to myself, you kids, do you know what's in the water? The corpse of a dragon or a monkey can scare you to death. If you want to fight me even when you are young, I can kick you away with one kick.
"Let's go, all of us, don't squat here."
I drove all the students away and then went to the entrance.
The school teacher who led the team was still arguing with Lao Hu. When she saw me approaching, the female teacher immediately said: "You are a local villager, how can you help us evaluate?"
"Guizailing is Dao County's cultural tourism industry, and it does not belong to individuals. Why are we not allowed in? We have formal procedures."
"What procedures do you have?" I asked.
The female teacher said there was some special approval from the tourism bureau for school spring outings.
