Li Juan drove across a small bridge, and just as they were about to reach Hanjia Village ahead, a ditch suddenly appeared in front of them.
She said in annoyance, "Hey, why can't we get through here? We'll have to go back to Dongzhuang and take a detour."
Her younger sister, Li Ying, was unhappy. "You should've taken the detour earlier. I told you to go east, but you insisted on going west. Look how much time you've wasted! We're going back to the capital this afternoon!"
Li Juan got irritated too. "You clearly said west just now, and now you're saying east."
"When did I say east? I said west from the very beginning."
"..."
Li Ye sat in the back seat, watching his two younger sisters bicker with amusement, without exposing the truth that both of them were hopelessly directionless.
Most girls were born with a fairly weak sense of direction. Being able to tell east, south, west, and north apart already counted as exceptionally good. If mobile navigation hadn't become widespread decades later, there would have been no saving those female drivers multiplying at a geometric rate.
Seeing the two girls argue more and more fiercely, Li Ye finally said, "When we came here earlier, I saw tire tracks on the road to the right. Cars should be able to pass through there. None of the other roads had tire tracks. Let's go back and try that one."
"Oh, okay."
As Li Juan backed up and turned around, she explained, "Brother, it's not that I don't remember the roads. Back then, we either rode bicycles or walked, and you could get through everywhere here..."
"Mm-hm. Driving is definitely different from walking, especially on these country lanes. Turn right up ahead..."
After he, Li Zhongfa, and Li Kaijian