However, Ming Yi found it inconvenient to say this, so he merely commented, "Perhaps, he genuinely just missed the deadline. Time was indeed very tight."
At Ming Yi's gentle reminder, Shi Yiling also calmed down a little, but then she said, "Regardless, this person is no good in my book. I'm sure he'll ask me for a ride again tomorrow morning."
"It's fine. Tomorrow morning, I'll give you a ride," Ming Yi replied. "I'll ask Brother Xiao for leave first."
"Okay."
As for Uncle Seven, he lay alone in his room on a bed completely different from those in the countryside. His expression was one of immense enjoyment and satisfaction. He had always said he wanted to come out and see the world! Big Brother never bothered to replace the old beds at home. How comfortable was this Simmons mattress?
If he ever went back, he would definitely replace all the beds at home. He was tired of the old ones!
Soft and springy was the most comfortable!
Soon, he drifted off to sleep.
"Beautiful ladies... here I come..."
The next morning.
As the three of them emerged from Lin Xiao's place after breakfast, they encountered Tian Jingtao, who was preparing to drive Huahua to school.
Just as Shi Yiling had predicted, Tian Jingtao extended an invitation once again, and Huahua also chimed in.
"My boyfriend is taking me later, no rush," she replied, politely declining as usual.
Tian Jingtao understood the principle of "haste makes waste," so he only invited them once. Since they weren't interested, he drove away.
"We should get going too... Uncle Seven, what's your phone number?" Ming Yi said to Uncle Seven before they left.
"You don't even have my number!"
Uncle Seven's face fell into a mournful expression. "My dearest Xiao Bao, my beloved nephew, doesn't even have my phone number. I'm so heartbroken..."
"I didn't even bring my phone when I left home, how could I have your number?" Ming Yi retorted, somewhat exasperated.
"I haven't changed my number in years. Clearly, you never bothered to write it down back then. Alas, I understand, after all, I'm not a pretty girl..."
"...If you get lost, don't call me. You're not my wife, and you're not a pretty girl..."
"My number is 177..."
Uncle Seven quickly recited his number.
Once was enough; Ming Yi would remember it. He let out a soft snort, "Uncle Seven, are you going for your driving test today?"
"Mmm... Didn't I say I was going with Lord Dragon King today? After we finish with that, I'll find a place to learn how to drive. I'll buy a cool, stylish sports car then, and drive it to my nephew's girlfriend's school. Who knows, I might meet some nice girls!" Uncle Seven's demeanor was hardly that of someone who had spent over twenty years in the countryside. How could he lack such a simple, honest air?
"...Don't go with me." Ming Yi exchanged a glance with Shi Yiling. He felt a bit embarrassed. Why had his Uncle Seven become like this after coming out?
Uncle Seven, who was so hardworking, agreeable, and considerate at home, why was he like this now?
"You don't know how good you have it. You just got back and already have a wife. I haven't seen many young girls in so many years, I'm practically dying of frustration!" Uncle Seven complained. "Your Lingling is one of the very few young girls I've seen in ten villages around. The others never even come back once a year."