I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

Jiang Chen was completely immune to this low-level mockery. He just smiled and didn't respond, instead peeling another sunflower seed on his own.

The calmer he appeared, the more Liu Cuifen felt he was feigning composure, and the more smug she became.

But Liu Cuifen clearly had no intention of giving up so easily; she had come tonight with a "mission."

She cleared her throat, leaned forward, and whispered mysteriously to Wang Xiuying:

"Sister-in-law, actually, your aunt came today because she has some very happy news to share with your Jiang Chen."

"happy event?"

Wang Xiuying looked at her warily, her intuition telling her that the weasel was up to no good by paying New Year's greetings to the chicken.

Liu Cuifen slapped her thigh, her voice rising eight octaves, as if afraid others wouldn't hear her.

"That's right! Look at Jiang Chen, he's not young anymore, is he? He's already 25 by the traditional Chinese age reckoning. In our rural area, that's considered an old bachelor! If he waits another two years, all the good girls will be taken!"

"As your aunt, how could I not be anxious? That's why I asked all my relatives and friends for help, and finally found you a perfect match!"

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, stopped peeling melon seeds, and looked at her with interest, wanting to see what she was up to.

Seeing that she had successfully attracted everyone's attention, Liu Cuifen put on a fake smile like a matchmaker and began to introduce herself at length.

"She's from the neighboring Wangjia Village, her name is Wang Erya. I've seen that girl before, she's incredibly beautiful! Especially her bottom, so big and round, you can tell she's good at bearing children! She's also a very capable worker, one person can do the work of a man!"

She was speaking with great enthusiasm, spittle flying everywhere.

Jiang Ling, the younger sister who had been sitting silently to the side, suddenly couldn't help but interject.

"Aunt, I think I've heard of that Wang Erya you mentioned..."

Jiang Ling blinked her innocent big eyes and asked with a naive expression:

"Didn't she... get divorced just the year before last? And I think she has two children? A boy and a girl?"

Jiang Ling's words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing Liu Cuifen's enthusiasm.

Liu Cuifen's face stiffened, then she glared fiercely at Jiang Ling and scolded her impatiently:

"Kids shouldn't interrupt adults! All you do all day is pry!"

She turned her head, put on a smiling face again, and waved to Wang Xiuying.

"So what if she's divorced? So what if she has children? In today's society, men and women are equal! Divorced women are more sensible and caring!"

She patted her chest and spoke with absolute certainty.

"Besides, what do you call this? It's called buy one get two free! Jiang Chen married her, and he instantly has both a son and a daughter, saving him the trouble of having children himself. This is an incredible blessing!"

"puff--"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

Buy one get two free? What a stroke of luck! This aunt's thought process is truly unique.

Wang Xiuying was so angry that her hands were trembling and her face turned white.

She stood up abruptly, pointed at Liu Cuifen's nose, her voice trembling.

"Sister-in-law! What do you mean by this?!"

"My Jiang Chen may not be super rich, but he's still a respectable graduate from a top university and works as a director at a big company in Shanghai! You're going to introduce him to someone who's divorced and has two kids?"

"Who are you trying to insult? What are you up to?!"

Liu Cuifen was embarrassed when Wang Xiuying pointed her finger at her and berated her.

She pursed her lips, looking completely unconvinced, and her words became harsh.

"Oh dear, sister-in-law, what are you saying? One should know one's place."

"College student? College students are everywhere now, they're practically worthless! A director? To put it bluntly, isn't he just a boss who works for someone else? The car belongs to the company, and the house is rented. In a place like Shanghai, how much pressure is there without a house and a car?"

She looked Jiang Chen up and down, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Although Er Ya's circumstances aren't great, her family owns six acres of land and a small courtyard! If Jiang Chen goes with her and returns to the village, wouldn't the pressure be much less? That's twenty years of avoiding hard work!"

The more she spoke, the more convinced she became of herself. She turned to Jiang Chen, looking at him earnestly, and said in a condescending tone:

"Ergou, don't think your aunt is being mean. She's only doing this for your own good. You can't stay out here forever; you'll have to come home sooner or later."

"Take my advice, Auntie. Although Er Ya is three years older than you, it's said that a woman three years older is a lucky match. Your job is unstable, and her family owns land, so it's a good match. Don't be so picky; you might miss this opportunity."

The air in the room seemed to freeze instantly.

Jiang Jianjun was so angry that his face turned red, and his hand holding the wine glass trembled uncontrollably.

Jiang Ling was so angry that her face turned red. She wanted to curse, but didn't know how to start.

This is no longer a simple introduction of an object.

This was practically tearing Jiang Chen's face off, throwing it on the ground, and then stomping on it a few times with her pointed high heels.

The implication of her words couldn't be clearer: someone like Jiang Chen, with no house, no car, and an unstable job, is only fit to find a rural woman with children to be his dumping ground!

Jiang Chen looked at Liu Cuifen's mouth, which was opening and closing and constantly spitting out saliva, and suddenly laughed.

He stood up, casually patted the sunflower seed shells off his hands, his movements as elegant as if he were attending a high-class banquet.

"Thank you for your trouble, Auntie."

He walked up to Liu Cuifen, looked down at her with a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"However, the 'blessing' you mentioned is too much for my small frame to bear."

"I think we should leave it to those who need it more."

After saying that, he didn't even bother to look at Liu Cuifen again and turned to walk towards the backyard.

"Perfect timing! Grandpa should be listening to opera in that room in the backyard, right? I haven't seen him in ages, let's go check on him."