The car, rolling quietly along.
It was still the second day of the Lunar New Year, 12:20 p.m.
Yang Shaoqing and Fang Huai were sitting in the rear row, up front sat Chen Louxiang and Yang Lan, intent on driving to Yunnan before lunchtime.
After discussing with Fang Huai, they learned that his time was also tight and decided not to wait until tomorrow; they would leave immediately and drive off.
This way, they wouldn't delay Fang Huai's schedule—he could arrive this evening and meet Chen Shuang tomorrow morning; secondly, it offered an excuse for Uncle Wu to leave, saving his face by providing a reason to those back home, saying he had to rush off to see the child.
It also clearly communicated their stance: We've found someone else to accompany us to see the child; we won't be looking to you in the future.
The happiest person was Yang Shaoqing, sitting in the back seat with one earphone in, swaying to the music of "Fragrance of Rice."