The silver Mercedes-Benz S-Class carrying the family slowly drove into the village on the edge of the small town.
Thanks to the country's policies, even Tang Song's unremarkable northern rural hometown had paved, well-regulated roads.
Just a bit narrow, and with people occasionally parking haphazardly by the roadside, the traffic conditions weren't ideal.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Tang Jianying's eyes were bright, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Every time he passed another car, he was extra cautious.
Xu Feng in the back seat leaned forward, chatting excitedly with Tang Song about her impressions of the car.
"I've ridden in a couple of Mercedes wedding cars, but none were as good as ours."
"The leather is so soft, and it even has wooden accents..."
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Tang Song explained the differences between various Mercedes series to his mom while chatting about domestic matters.
Soon, the surroundings became more and more familiar.
