Ye Lin saw the car parked outside and said to the three of them, "Wait a moment, I'll go back and get something."
Soon the old man came out with a black notebook in his hand, locked the door, and walked towards the black Mercedes: "Let's go."
Luo Shimiao ran forward and opened the back door in advance, only to find that her grandfather walked around the front of the car and went straight to the driver's seat.
The three looked at each other. This was...
Luo Jianxing winked at his sister.
"Grandpa, let me drive. You can sit comfortably." Luo Shimiao climbed onto the roof of the car, slid forward, and landed in front of the car door, blocking Ye Lin from opening it.
Ye Lin: "It's okay, I'll drive. Driving is more comfortable."
Seeing that his granddaughter was blocking his way, Ye Lin showed her his driver's license: "My driver's license hasn't expired yet, and I've already had my medical check-up on time this year."
“When I was driving, you weren’t even born yet. My skills are no worse than yours, so relax and sit back.”
Luo Shimiao said with difficulty, "It's not that we're afraid to sit, it's that we're worried about you. If Mom finds out, she'll start nagging you again."
"Just read it, let it go in one ear and out the other." Ye Lin pushed his granddaughter away, opened the door, and sat inside.
Luo Shimiao looked at her third brother, shrugged, and said that she had already tried to persuade him, but to no avail.
Luo Jianxing sighed and resignedly sat in the passenger seat.
"Did you all fasten your seatbelts? You must obey traffic rules and be a law-abiding citizen," Ye Lin asked.
The three replied in unison, "It's tied."
Ye Lin: "Let's go!"
The car started smoothly.
Throughout the journey, Ye Lin maintained a moderate speed.
Seeing her grandfather's skillful driving, Luo Shimiao was no longer worried. Although he was old, he still drove very steadily.
While waiting at the traffic light, the car in front of me didn't move even when the light turned green, and I couldn't change lanes over the solid line.
Luo Shimiao lowered the car window and leaned out to see what was going on: "Is the driver daydreaming, or is he dizzy?"
The horns behind kept blaring, which was annoying. Luo Shimiao pulled her head back and closed the car window.
Luo Shimiao watched helplessly as the green light turned yellow, and finally red: "Sigh, I can't cross the red light, I can't cross the yellow light, I can't cross the green light either. Did he not pick a color he likes?"
Ye Lin's face was calm, without a trace of impatience: "Miao Miao, don't be anxious. We're not going to a banquet. Waiting is fine. One must have patience to achieve great things."
When the light turned green again, cars from the adjacent lane passed right in front of them.
The car in front of them hadn't moved an inch. Just as Luo Shimiao was wondering if the driver had really passed out, the car finally moved.
But by the time it was their turn, the green light had turned yellow, so Ye Lin drove the car a little further forward and stopped before the finish line.
Another round of waiting ensued, and the drivers behind had lost patience, honking their horns incessantly to vent their frustration.
Finally, the green light appeared, and Ye Lin continued to walk at a leisurely pace.
At that moment, a white SUV overtook them from behind and drove alongside them in the next lane.
The passenger window of the SUV rolled down, and a man with a buzz cut gave them the middle finger, his mouth opening and closing.
Luo Shimiao could tell at a glance that what they were saying wasn't nice. She rolled down the car window and overheard the other person say, "A person with one foot in the grave is still driving. Instead of staying home and waiting to die, he's out here causing trouble for people."
Luo Shimiao got angry as soon as she heard that and immediately retorted, "Did I harm you? What are you barking about here for?"
The man with the buzz cut replied, "If you're driving so slowly, don't drive at all. You should have gone through the yellow light earlier."
"The speed limit is 60, but we're going 50. If you're in a hurry to get to a banquet, why drive? Wouldn't it be faster to take a helicopter? Drive as you please, nobody's stopping you." Luo Shimiao rolled her eyes and continued, "It's your business if you like running yellow lights, but don't think that just because you have a dragon tattooed on your arm, you're a dragon. You're just a caterpillar with a butterfly tattooed on it!"
"Your mouth is for speaking and eating, not for excreting garbage. If you like to excrete things from your mouth, then never mind what I said."
The man with the buzz cut was furious, his face flushed red: "I'm a man, I can't argue with you women, come down here and fight me one-on-one!"
Luo Shimiao scoffed, "You can't even win an argument with me, yet you want to beat me in a fight? It's September, and it's getting cold. Cover yourself with more dirt and don't go jumping around like that."
"Cough...Pah." Unable to win the argument, the man opposite launched a verbal attack.
However, it was blown away by the wind before it even touched the car body.
"Damn it!" Luo Shimiao grabbed two tissues, pulled the little green dog off Third Brother's shoulder, and put it on the tissues: "Hurry up and poop. You're usually quite good at pooping, so poop more."
Little Green stuck out its bottom and made "hmm" sounds. A moment later, a clump of green and white poop appeared on the clean white tissue.
"That's enough, that's enough." Luo Shimiao tossed Xiao Lü aside, pulled a bottle of mineral water from the seat storage bag, wet the tissues to add weight, and after doing all this, said, "Grandpa, move closer to them."
Ye Lin saw the excrement in his granddaughter's palm in the rearview mirror and said, "This... isn't very good." He said that, but his body language betrayed him, and he slowly turned the steering wheel to the left.
The man with the buzz cut saw them approaching and his eyes lit up with delight. He prepared to launch his "phlegm" attack, opening his mouth to begin: "Cough..."
Luo Shimiao adjusted the angle and flicked the wet tissue in her hand over.
"Smack!" The tissue landed squarely on the face of the man with the buzz cut.
The man with the buzz cut ripped off the tissue, and Luo Shimiao saw the object stuck to his lips and teeth, laughing uproariously: "Hahaha, it's fresh out of the oven, still warm, is it delicious?"
The man wiped his mouth with his hand, and after seeing what he had eaten, his eyes widened in anger: "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."
Luo Shimiao closed the car window: "Grandpa, hurry up, hurry up, the mad dog will bite us soon."
Ye Lin glanced at the rearview mirror and decisively stepped on the gas.
Gu Nian looked at the smiling girl, gently shook his head, took out a tissue, and helped her wipe her wet hands clean.
The tissues were of good quality, and Xiao Lü's poop didn't seep onto Luo Shimiao's hands.
Luo Jianxing recalled the scene he had just witnessed and gagged, "You've successfully disgusted me."
"I treated him to a 'meal' for free, he should thank me." Luo Shimiao pulled Xiao Lü out of the corner, tore off a tissue and covered its bottom: "Rub it yourself."
Xiao Lü reluctantly wiggled her butt. "Hmph, you bad woman! You used me and now I have to clean up your mess myself. You're not considerate at all. You know I'm holding it in, but you'd rather die than let me go."
Luo Shimiao looked in the rearview mirror and saw a white SUV overtaking one car after another.
"Don't worry, they can't catch up with us. When I was driving, they were probably nowhere to be found." Ye Lin steered the black car like a dragon, weaving through traffic and quickly leaving the white SUV behind.
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