'Why is there still no news? Why hasn't the baby been born yet?' Xu Changqing wrung her hands, pacing in circles. She glanced at the window of the West Outer Room, then at her father, who was sitting there, unnervingly calm.
Suddenly, she spun around so fast she nearly stumbled. Ignoring her almost-twisted ankle, Xu Changqing shouted in delight, "Dad! A vehicle! The vehicle is here!"
The shout nearly scared the life out of Xu Qiguang, who had been lost in thought. He looked up just in time to see his little terror dart out of the courtyard gate like an arrow.
'That child…' He had just been wondering if he needed to give her another stern lecture to stop her from always resorting to her fists to solve problems. And here she was, being reckless again.
'Where was the calm, steady son he was supposed to have?' Xu Qiguang reached out and gave Xu Dageng a hand. The older man had tried to stand up too, but his numb legs almost made him squat right back down.
