Zhou Siyu, who had just bumped into Shen Mianmian, still felt a bit panicked, constantly looking back as she walked, fearing that Shen Mianmian might follow her quietly. She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she turned a corner and could no longer see Shen Mianmian, and then she drove Zhao Xinlan to Song Zhengguo's house.
Standing at the doorway of Song Zhengguo's home, both hesitated, neither daring to enter first. To ease the tension in their hearts, Zhao Xinlan asked,
"Have you explained everything to your family?"
"I did," Zhou Siyu nodded, "but we cannot return too late, we must be back before dark."
"Don't worry! We'll be back before it gets dark," Zhao Xinlan took a deep breath, trying to sound casual, "Let's hurry in then! We shouldn't keep Uncle Song waiting."
Zhou Siyu found this remark somewhat odd. Pushing the cart along, she and Zhao Xinlan entered the courtyard.