Leisurely Traveler with Check-in System

After visiting Li Younan’s car, Ma Jing said, "I have a small refrigerator in my car with some frozen Cokes, I’ll get you some."

Li Younan didn’t hesitate and followed Ma Jing over.

Ma Jing took a few bottles of cold Coke from the trunk and suddenly said to Li Younan, "Would you mind adding me on WeChat? I also want to modify a drawer bed like yours, it seems quite convenient."

Li Younan smiled: "Sure."

Ma Jing added: "But I don’t need that kind of large double bed, a single one will do."

Li Younan nodded: "True, you’re alone, with a petite build, a large bed is indeed unnecessary."

Ma Jing turned her head, nonchalantly saying, "A big bed is only convenient when you’re having sex, but I can make do with a single one... if necessary."

Li Younan’s expression froze for a moment, his first reaction was that he misheard, but he quickly realized and thought to himself, is this woman so straightforward?

Ma Jing raised an eyebrow, as if amused by Li Younan’s expression: "We’re all adults, why the surprise? You’re not still a virgin, are you?"

Li Younan coughed, changing the subject: "But if you want me to help you modify it, you’ll have to bring the car to my place. And I can’t guarantee the timing."

Ma Jing said calmly, "That’s not a problem, money isn’t an issue either, whatever it costs. Where do you live?"

Li Younan said, "Anchuan County."

Ma Jing thought for a moment, seeming to recall the location of this county, then nodded and said, "How long will you be staying in Ruoergai? I mean if our trips overlap, or when you’re planning to go back, I can just travel with you to Anchuan County, anyway I have nothing much going on."

The two of them settled it like that.

Since their next destination was Ruoergai, they could at least start together.

In the car, Zhao Xiaofang curiously asked, "Younan, that girl, I noticed you talked with her a lot. What does she do?"

Li Younan casually drove the car and said, "Didn’t ask. At first glance, she seems like just a girl traveling everywhere."

Zhao Ruoxuan chipped in: "So, just like you then."

Li Younan didn’t respond.

Just like him?

Probably not.

Although the Ford Mustang wasn’t as expensive as his Land Cruiser, it still costs several hundred thousand, and with all sorts of modifications, it’s clearly not something a regular young woman can maintain on her own income.

She was probably a girl from a well-off family.

Didn’t see any live-streaming equipment with her, just seems like she’s out for pure enjoyment.

Hmm, traveling alone, that’s quite bold of her.

...

To accommodate the three ladies in the car, Li Younan wasn’t driving fast. Perhaps it felt too slow, Ma Jing sped past them with a single press of the gas pedal, quickly disappearing from sight.

They arrived at the Ruoergai Grassland by lunchtime.

By then, Zhao Ruoxuan and her daughter had mostly recovered from altitude sickness, at least their headaches and nausea were gone.

Li Younan drove straight to the county town, where he bought some local specialty food, planning to find a scenic spot for camping.

The car drove up to a hillside where there were clear signs of previous camping, just perfect for enjoying the prettier grassland scenery.

Alright, this spot will do.

Mom wrapped her coat tightly, Aunt Zhang pulled up her shawl. The two of them didn’t talk, found a stone to sit on, hugged their knees and watched the moving yak herd on the distant grass slopes.

This kind of place really suits oil painting.

Li Younan took a few photos, but he wasn’t very satisfied, thought capturing the grassland in a painting would have more feeling to it, sketches wouldn’t do it justice.

Before, Zhao Ruoxuan seemed enlightened, without her mom nagging, she went off on her own to get the art tools.

Zhao Ruoxuan carried her palette and walked up the slope, set up a stool, spread her palette, squeezed out paints. The brush was dipped in water, mixed with blue and hovered in front of the canvas.

Li Younan went to the side, set up the table, placed a camping stove, put on the kettle, and took out the things he had bought in town.

The kettle hissed, then bubbled and boiled.

Li Younan broke black brick tea and tossed it in, the tea soup turned black, he sprinkled salt, scooped a few spoons of yak milk powder, stirred with a long spoon, the aroma of milk and tea wafting.

He poured a few cups to his mom and Aunt Zhang, and they took them, blowing softly.

Li Younan held a cup and squatted by the stove, his back warmed by the sun.

The heat traveled from his hand to his arm, his ears filled with the sound of the wind, the kettle, distant bird calls, squinting as he watched the steam blown from the spout.

At ease.

His mom and Aunt Zhang got up, walked along the path by the tent, bent down to look at the small flowers on the ground, stood up, and shaded their eyes with their hands looking into the distance, only the sound of the paint brush scraping on the canvas could be heard from Zhao Ruoxuan’s side.

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Traveling with family feels quite nice too.

Traveling alone has its own pleasures; but bringing family has the joys of bringing family along.

Li Younan carefully savored the milk tea boiled from the horse tea bought in Ruoergai.

The infrastructure in Ruoergai is actually quite good, the roads are wide, the views open, not many cars either.

This place isn’t part of Route 318, but the scenery is no less spectacular than the highland sections of Route 318.

While thinking about this, at the edge of his view, someone on horseback was approaching.

Getting closer, he saw a Tibetan guy on a big chestnut horse, grinning widely, cheekbones glowing red, as if touched by the highland sun, his teeth were quite white.

He reined in the horse, which impatiently stomped its hooves, turning up chunks of turf.

The guy beamed at Li Younan: "Horseback riding, want to ride?"

Compared to Ze Wangxiu from Jiuzhaigou, and the other Tibetans he had met, the Tibetans on Ruoergai Grassland seemed more genuine.