She softened her tone, aiming for the emotional core. "Sister Ying Ying, don't be too optimistic, it doesn't suit you! I know Uncle loves you. He just has a very bad case of Verbal Affection Deficiency Syndrome (VADS), a condition common in high-pressure executives. This picnic is the antidote. It forces him into a three-legged race. He cannot delegate a three-legged race. He cannot be stern while covered in ants."
Chi Song actually cracked a smile, a rare event for the perpetually stressed eldest grandson. "Ants might actually improve Father's mood. Maybe."
"Exactly!" Huaijin exclaimed, clapping her hands. "I'm telling Daddy the news tonight, and I guarantee he will clear his schedule instantly. I want you to go home, look your father straight in his awkward, stern face, and tell him the truth: You need him there to show your teachers and friends how much he loves you. Do not ask him for permission; tell him it is a matter of Chi Family Reputation and Public Relations."
