Ji Qingqian threw back the covers and quickly changed her clothes.
They even dressed so quickly that they didn't realize they were wearing their T-shirts backwards until they had finished washing up.
After she calmed down, she looked at her phone again.
Lu! Yi! Bei! Still no reply!
You idiot! You moron!
Ji Qingqian appeared somewhat agitated due to her fear and anxiety.
She pressed down hard on the tuft of hair sticking up on the top of her head.
I don't know what sleeping position I used yesterday, but I managed to get this hairstyle.
Even with all its might, the ahoge (cowlick) still sticks up on its own.
She glanced at her phone again; the notification bar remained unchanged.
Ji Qingqian began to fantasize again, imagining herself being interviewed by a television reporter.
Reporter: "What remarkable things did you do at the man's house?"
Ji Qingqian: "I slept until noon."
…Ahhhhh, not only can I eat, but I can also sleep.
Now I really look like a pig!
Wait, is it because Abei is still sleeping that he hasn't replied to the message?
In that case, since she woke up earlier than Ah Bei, wouldn't she be able to save face for her grandparents?
“…”
Ji Qingqian suddenly heard a faint sound.
It was coming from outside the door... no, it should be said that it was coming from outside the house.
She immediately tiptoed to open the door, like a curious kitten peeking out, and quietly made her way to the balcony.
She clung to the balcony window, half-squatting, only revealing the upper half of her face as she looked down.
In front of Abei's house is an open cement area that connects to the road.
According to Ah Bei, in the past, this land was used to dry rice, so it was also called "rice field".
However, few people do this nowadays; it's mostly used for parking private cars.
Grandpa is repairing a car.
As for the voices that Ji Qingqian heard, they came from the neighbors.
A large number of people were gathered in front of Abei's house. Judging from their age, they were mostly middle-aged and elderly people, around 40-70 years old, with women making up the majority.
They watched Grandpa fiddling with things while chatting idly, making it quite lively.
"Hey Lao Lu, is there anything else wrong with the bottom of this car?" someone asked.
After Grandpa used the jack to lift the chassis a bit, he lay on something and slid straight under the car.
When Grandpa slid out again, Ji Qingqian realized that there was a skateboard on his back.
"I don't know anything about this," Grandpa said casually, too lazy to explain.
Then someone knowledgeable came along and said:
"Didn't you say this car had its annual inspection a while ago? The chassis parts shouldn't be damaged, right?"
Lu Ming remained silent, cursing inwardly.
You only know about cars, how could you possibly understand human relationships?
Just because nothing happened then doesn't mean nothing will happen now—if his grandson takes his granddaughter out and something goes wrong, wouldn't that young lady have praised him for being "so amazing" for nothing?
As a great grandfather, you have to be proficient in everything you do!
"Make way, make way!"
Then Ji Qingqian heard a familiar voice.
She knew something was wrong.
Because it was Lu Yibei who spoke.
The sound was still a bit far away, and Ji Qingqian glanced over.
I saw Lu Yibei riding an electric tricycle, but he was riding it like a Harley, with his feet high on the front guard plate.
The crowd dispersed slightly upon hearing his words, and then Lu Yibei accelerated and braked suddenly.
The three-wheeled vehicle swayed slightly at the rear, exhibiting a slight drifting motion, before coming to a steady stop beside Grandpa.
Lu Yibei released the ignition and pulled the handbrake, jumped off the three-wheeled vehicle, and then went to the open-top compartment in the back to lift out two tires.
Then Ji Qingqian heard her grandmother ask:
"It's just one flat tire, why do you need to replace both?"
"Tires are usually changed in a group."
Grandpa said calmly, highlighting his professionalism: "Besides, this car is front-wheel drive, and the front tires are already quite worn; they're due for replacement. Here, give them to me—"
In front of Lu Ming, Lu Yibei could only act like a grandson and assist him.
He had just handed over the tire when, as if sensing something, he looked up.
In that instant, Ji Qingqian seemed to sense something and quickly tried to squat down.
But he was still a step too slow for Lu Yibei... Plus, his grandmother was also looking up at him, so it would be a bit impolite to hide again.
Ji Qingqian could only stand there, frozen in place.
Lu Yibei smiled and called out to her:
"Do you want to get down? Help me wash my car."
Ji Qingqian nodded, pondering how to explain to her grandparents that she usually didn't sleep this much, while nervously interlacing her fingers and twirling her two thumbs together as she turned and went downstairs.
She didn't see it.
As soon as she left the balcony, the grandmother scolded her grandson:
"Do your own thing!"
He then happily trotted into the house to greet Ji Qingqian.
Lu Yibei stared blankly at his grandfather.
"Did you hear what Grandma said? Do things yourself... this car washing thing."
He originally wanted to say that he should do it himself, but when his grandfather glared at him, Lu Yibei had no choice but to reluctantly change his mind: "...it can only be left to the two of us."
What's going on? I have a feeling that his position as the younger brother in his family has become a bit delicate.
…
Ji Qingqian decided that she had to come up with a legitimate reason for oversleeping before leaving home.
There are still two flights of stairs to go before the gate...
Then... um!?
Ji Qingqian saw that her grandmother had already gone up to the second floor!
…Wow, they actually took the initiative!
The girl from Northeast China was drenched in sweat, and without any words in her head, her mind was completely blank.
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