Dinner lasted until past ten that night.
Everyone had eaten and drunk their fill.
As they left, Old Jia and his wife even pressed a bag of fruit into each person's hands.
Li Ying had driven Lin Zhe and the others over.
Since they had the fat guy's car for the return trip, they naturally felt too embarrassed to trouble her again.
Dan Teng had been drinking, so the job of driving fell to Lin Zhe.
Although the mountain road was narrow and winding, fortunately, there was very little traffic.
They had not encountered a single car on the way there, and the return trip was the same.
As Li Ying put it, the young people in the mountains had all gone away to work, leaving only elderly people who basked in the sun in the village every day and never went out unless necessary.
It was as though the road had been built exclusively for their orchard.
You could drive with your eyes closed!
Of course, Lin Zhe's driving skills did not quite allow for that.
He drove Dan Teng's Toyota Prado as though it were a little mobility car for seniors.
It took him over twenty minutes to get everyone safely back to the inn.
Half again as long as Li Ying had taken!
"Lin Zhe, your driving is so steady!"
"Haha, steady indeed. The fat guy's fallen asleep! Wake up, fatty. We're home."
"..."
Compared with Li Ying's driving that afternoon, Lin Zhe felt he had let his fellow men down!
"Huh? We're here already? Which masseuse are we booking today?"
Still groggy after being woken up, Dan Teng turned to Lin Zhe and asked.
Silence suddenly fell, and the atmosphere inside the car froze.
Lin Zhe frantically signaled to Dan Teng with his eyes, nearly giving