It wasn't long before the air was filled with the sound of an engine firing up, and the driver excitedly stuck his head out the window, exclaiming, "Madam, it's fixed, our car has been repaired by this gentleman."
Hearing this, Song Shiqin breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as it's fixed, Auntie, I'll be heading back now." Saying this, he turned to walk back to his car.
"Wait a moment, Song," Zhao Yan called out to Song Shiqin's retreating figure with a smile.
"Auntie, is there something else?" Song Shiqin turned around, looking at Zhao Yan with a puzzled expression.
Zhao Yan continued, "Song, thank you so much for today, and for last time too. I've told my daughter and son-in-law, and they are very grateful to you. So, we'd like to invite you to join us for a meal. When are you free?"