"Hiro!"

A man's voice, quite loud, with a familiar and friendly tone.

Chen Hao turned around and saw a man in his fifties walking towards him.

The man was of medium height, slightly overweight, with a slightly protruding belly. He wore a gray polo shirt, black dress pants, and brown leather shoes.

In the village, this kind of attire is considered quite respectable.

His face was round, his skin was dark, his nose was big, his lips were thick, and his eyes were small but very lively. When he looked at people, his eyes would dart around, as if he was always sizing something up.

He was holding a glass teacup filled with strong tea, the tea leaves taking up about a third of the cup's height.

Chen Hao recognized him—Chen Zhenhua, whom he called Third Uncle according to seniority.

Chen Zhenhua and his father Chen Bingzhong are cousins ​​who live in the middle of the village. They have a son who is two years older than Chen Hao and runs a small processing plant in town. They are doing quite well.

Chen Zhenhua has a problem—

He has a sharp tongue and loves to gossip. He always has to chime in and comment on whatever happens in someone's family, and he always says the worst things.

He especially loves comparing himself to others, particularly to Chen Hao's family—

When Chen Hao got into a top university, he was envious for a long time, saying, "What's the use of studying well? You'll still end up working for someone else."

When Chen Hao was working at a large company, he was envious and said, "How much money can you make writing code? It's not as good as my son running a factory."

Now that Chen Hao is back, he's bound to say something.

"Third Uncle."

Chen Hao called out, his tone flat, neither warm nor impolite, just a normal greeting.

Chen Zhenhua walked over, his gaze first sweeping over Chen Hao, then landing on Shen Xiaoting outside the courtyard.

The little girl wore a mask, revealing only her eyes. She had pigtails, wore a light pink jacket, and held a plush rabbit in her arms. She stood there quietly, like a soft, fluffy marshmallow.

Chen Zhenhua stared at Shen Xiaoting for several seconds, then turned to look at Chen Hao with a half-smile on his lips.

"Ah Hao, is this the daughter you brought back?" He drew out his voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk, she's actually quite good-looking."

Chen Hao didn't reply. He bent down, picked up the sickle and shovel from the ground, and put them back in his tool bag.

Seeing that Chen Hao didn't respond, Chen Zhenhua took two more steps forward, moved closer, and lowered his voice—

But that lowered voice was deliberate; in reality, everyone around could hear it clearly.

"Ah Hao, let me tell you the truth, you haven't been back for so many years, and suddenly you bring back a daughter... are you sure... she's yours?"

After he finished speaking, he gave Chen Hao a meaningful look, and the smile on his lips widened.

Chen Hao paused for a moment, then continued packing the tools into the bag without looking up: "Of course she's my daughter."

"Oh, Uncle, that's not what I meant," Chen Zhenhua waved his hand, giving him a "I'm doing this for your own good" look.

"Your third uncle is afraid you'll be scammed. Look at you, a grown man, having been away from home for so many years..."

Suddenly a three-year-old girl appears, and the child's mother is not around...

It's best to get to the bottom of this.

Your third uncle suggests you take this little girl to get checked out, do something... what's it called again... a paternity test?

Yes, paternity test.

Don't end up raising someone else's daughter all your hard work; that would be a huge loss.

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, looking at Chen Hao from above the rim of the cup, waiting to see his reaction.

Chen Hao straightened up and turned to face Chen Zhenhua.

His expression was calm, revealing no emotional fluctuation; he simply said:

"Third Uncle, you don't need to worry about my affairs."

Chen Zhenhua was taken aback, his smile froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

He changed the subject, looked Chen Hao up and down, and asked:

"Hao, why did you suddenly go back to your hometown? Weren't you working at that... big company in Beijing? Why did you quit?"

"I'm tired, I'm coming back to rest for a while," Chen Hao said.

"Tired?" Chen Zhenhua raised an eyebrow.

"I don't think you're just tired. Did you not do well in your job search and get fired by your boss?"

Let me tell you, it's hard to find a job these days, especially for coders like you. You can't keep up when you get older.

Unlike my son, who owns a factory, he gets more sought after as he gets older…

Chen Hao's face turned cold.

His gaze was fixed on Chen Zhenhua, his voice not loud, but each word was enunciated clearly:

"Third Uncle, I'm on unpaid leave and back to recuperate. Also, whether I've been fired or not is none of your business."

Chen Zhenhua's expression changed slightly.

He hadn't expected Chen Hao to retort so directly, and the smile on his face completely vanished, his lips twitching slightly.

He wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words, so he just snorted, picked up his teacup, and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, he turned back to look at Shen Xiaoting again, muttering something under his breath. His voice was very soft and hard to hear, but judging from his tone and expression, it certainly wasn't something nice.

Chen Hao watched his retreating figure, his face expressionless.

He didn't chase after him to argue or fight; he simply turned around and continued packing up his tools.

Viewers in the live stream witnessed the entire scene from a god-like perspective, and the chat section exploded with excitement.

"What kind of weirdo is this third uncle?"

"That's such a jerk! He came on so sarcastic and sarcastic right from the start."

"Suspecting the child isn't your biological child? How can you just say something like that?"

"And they even said something like 'raising someone else's daughter is a huge loss'—is that something a human being would say?"

"It's obvious they're jealous of the streamer; they're envious that the streamer works at a big company."

"Then he said he was fired by his boss. Every word he said was hurtful. This person is disgusting."

"If it were me, I would have argued back. The streamer is too nice."

"It's right for the streamer not to stoop to his level. This kind of person just likes to get attention, and the more you pay attention to him, the more he'll try to get involved."

"I feel sorry for the streamer, he just got back and ran into this kind of person."

"I feel even more sorry for Xiaotingting. Although she may not understand, it must feel terrible to be pointed at and talked about by people like that."

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