"Sorry, Lanzi, it looks like the tire blew out," Xia Jiehao said with a face full of regret. The incident had already occurred, and regardless of the cause, it was ultimately his fault.
Xia Ningxing popped out from her embrace, "Mom, don't blame Uncle, it wasn't Uncle who made the tire burst. It was just an accident."
The little girl gently patted her shoulder, signaling her not to take her anger out on Xia Jiehao.
"I'm really sorry, Lanzi, it's all my fault. Don't be mad, I'll go check out the car right now and see what's the matter," Xia Jiehao continued to apologize.
He was so humble and apologetic that Mrs. Xia couldn't possibly remain angry. She waved her hand at him, "Forget it, forget it, I was just too anxious. I don't blame you. Go check on the car. It's getting dark soon, and we need to hurry into the city to find a place to stay."
"Eh!" Xia Jiehao immediately beamed a smile, unbuckled his seatbelt, and pushed open the car door to step out.
