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

Liu Cuifen froze on the spot, watching Jiang Chen turn around and walk into the courtyard.

This complete disregard made Liu Cuifen feel more embarrassed than any heated argument.

"Oh, son..."

Wang Xiuying wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin, so she could only anxiously wring her hands.

Jiang Jianjun, with a sullen face, puffed on his pipe one after another, creating an eerily low atmosphere in the room.

Jiang Chen ignored the strange atmosphere in the main room.

He walked straight to the black Audi A6L in the yard.

Under Liu Cuifen's bewildered gaze, he took out his car keys from his pocket and gently pressed them towards the rear of the car.

Jiang Chen bent down, not touching the beautifully packaged tonics, nor taking the remaining cigarettes and alcohol.

With a burst of strength, he lifted out a heavy, unopened cardboard box.

The box was beautifully packaged, covered with fancy English letters, and in the center was a picture of a bright red, juicy fruit. He had bought it specifically for this: imported Australian JJJJ grade cherries, the largest and of the best quality. This box cost over two thousand yuan.

After moving the box out, Jiang Chen casually picked up two bottles of Moutai with red ribbons tied around their necks from the side.

Carrying a large box in one hand and two bottles of wine in the other, he turned around, not even glancing at the main room, and walked straight towards the low, small house in the backyard.

That little house in the backyard is where Grandpa Jiang lived.

The room was simply furnished with an old wooden bed, a peeling eight-immortal table, and the only electrical appliance was a creaking Red Lantern brand radio on the table.

Grandpa Jiang was wearing a pair of reading glasses with the temples wrapped with several layers of tape. He was squinting and listening intently to the Henan opera "Chaoyang Gou" playing on the radio.

The old man had always been an upright and honest man in the village, but as he got older and his health deteriorated, coupled with his son Jiang Jianjun's honest nature, he had less and less say in the family. He also often heard his eldest daughter-in-law Liu Cuifen gossiping about him.

"grandfather!"

Jiang Chen, carrying the box, stepped across the threshold and shouted loudly.

"Your grandson has come to see you!"

Grandpa Jiang was startled by the loud voice and almost dropped the radio in his hand.

He quickly took off his reading glasses and squinted as he looked toward the door.

When he saw that the person standing at the door was his beloved grandson whom he hadn't seen in a long time, his wrinkled old face instantly relaxed, and he smiled so broadly that his eyes were almost closed, and he responded indistinctly.

"Hey! Hey! It's Er Gouzi!"

"Er Gouzi's back! Great! Great! Come in and let Grandpa see you!"

At this moment, Liu Cuifen and Jiang Jianjun, the couple, couldn't sit still any longer and all followed to the door of the small house in the backyard.

Liu Cuifen originally wanted to follow her over and continue to discuss her "Wang Erya" topic.

But when her gaze fell on the box of "stylish" cherries and the two bottles of Moutai that Jiang Chen had casually placed on the octagonal table, all the words that were on the tip of her tongue instantly went back into her mouth.

Even if she didn't know much about wine, she would recognize the classic flying fairy logo on those two bottles!

She'd heard people say that this thing was being sold for an astronomical price!

"Grandpa, there was a traffic jam on the way, so I didn't buy you anything nice."

As Jiang Chen spoke, he casually tore open the box that looked incredibly valuable with his hand.

As the paper lid was lifted, a sweet fruity aroma filled the entire small house.

The box was full of those dark purple fruits, as big as longans, so plump they looked like they were about to burst open, each one with a fresh green stem.

The quality was even better than when it was distributed in the village a few days ago!

"These are some snacks I bought for you in Shanghai. They're called cherries, and they were imported from abroad. They're sweeter than the cherries we grow in our own garden."

Jiang Chen grabbed a handful, completely ignoring Liu Cuifen's fiery glare beside him.

He presented the fruit to his grandfather and said with a smile:

"Since your teeth aren't very good, you can use these as sunflower seeds to crack open. Eat a couple whenever you have a spare moment."

After saying that, he put the two bottles of Moutai on the table.

"And this wine."

Jiang Chen unscrewed the cap of one of the bottles, and the rich aroma of soy sauce instantly overwhelmed the fruity fragrance.

"My dad told me that your leg pain flares up every winter, so drinking some of this strong liquor helps improve blood circulation and warms you up."

He looked at the dumbfounded Liu Cuifen and deliberately raised his voice.

"This is for you to drink like plain water. There's more in your grandson's car after you finish it, plenty!"

Liu Cuifen stood at the door, looking at the mountain of "Black Pearl" liquor on the table, smelling the intoxicating aroma of the liquor in the air, her throat involuntarily bobbed up and down, and she frantically swallowed her saliva.

In her entire life, she couldn't even bear to buy ordinary cherries that cost a few dozen yuan per kilogram, let alone drink Moutai that costs several thousand yuan a bottle like plain water!

Is this kid crazy?

Just then, she saw Grandpa Jiang shakily pick up a piece and was about to put it in his mouth.

Liu Cuifen couldn't resist any longer and subconsciously reached out to pick one out of the box to taste it.

She forced a fake smile and uttered polite words.

"Oh my, these fruits look really good. Each one must cost a lot of money! I'll taste them for the old man to see if they're salty or sweet..."

Her hand was about to touch the box.

Jiang Chen, however, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and perfectly positioned himself to block her from the table.

Without even glancing at Liu Cuifen, he grabbed a handful of cherries and shoved them into his grandfather's hand without a word.

Then, he turned his head and gave Liu Cuifen a bright and harmless smile.

"Aunt, please don't."

"This is for the elderly; he has bad teeth, so he needs something soft to eat."

As Jiang Chen spoke, he pointed to the bag of crumpled oranges that Liu Cuifen had previously thrown on the table in the main room.

"You have good teeth, so I think that orange would be quite good. It's sweet and sour, and it can also help reduce internal heat."

"This stuff is too sweet; I'm afraid it will raise your blood sugar if you eat too much."