Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

The elderly couple kept talking amongst themselves, afraid that Liu Yifei might do something even more shocking.

Seeing their tense expressions, Liu Yifei immediately understood.

It seems I've been tricked by that bastard Fang Yu again.

and many more!

What did Uncle Fang just say...?

Not married yet?!

boom!

A surge of embarrassment and anger instantly welled up on Liu Yifei's cheeks.

This made her already fair skin turn as red as a ripe apple.

She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and flee Northeast China overnight, carrying the train with her.

What a shame!

It was a social death in front of a national audience!

The chat room exploded with comments.

Hahahaha!

[I'm dying of laughter! I was laughing so hard I pooped all over the bed!]

[Fang Yu! You've snatched all the bamboo shoots on the mountain!]

[The fairy sister's expression: Who am I? Where am I? What was I about to do?]

[Important! Important! Mr. Fang said they're not officially married yet! Does this count as official confirmation?!]

[Another socially charged death scene added! I declare that Liu Yifei's adventures in Northeast China have gained another significant chapter!]

Liu Yifei was so embarrassed she was practically steaming.

Zhao Guifang retaliated with an elbow strike, slamming it into Fang Daqiang's waist.

The old man exclaimed "Ouch!" and turned to meet his wife's murderous gaze.

Zhao Guifang gestured and rolled her eyes, scolding the old man for his loose tongue.

What's with all this talk about whether or not they're officially part of the family? It's completely baffled that big star.

Fang Daqiang scratched the back of his head with an honest expression, chuckled dryly twice, and quickly turned around and squatted down.

He picked up the fire tongs and poked at the embers in the stove, pretending nothing had happened.

All that was left was a broad back for the two of them.

Zhao Guifang reached out and grabbed Liu Yifei's arm, pressing her down to sit on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

He then pulled a large red envelope out of his pocket.

The thickness of this red envelope appears to be over four centimeters.

It was stuffed full of money, its four corners perfectly square, like a red brick.

"Yifei, this is a small token of our appreciation from your uncle."

Zhao Guifang shoved the red envelope into Liu Yifei's hand.

The moment Liu Yifei received the red envelope, her hand sank slightly downwards.

This weight is incredibly heavy.

Liu Yifei quickly pushed the red paper package back with both hands.

"Auntie, no, I can't take your money."

"And there's too much of it..."

Zhao Guifang used her arm strength to forcefully push the red envelope back into Liu Yifei's arms.

"So much stuff!"

Zhao Guifang glared at her.

"One should not refuse a gift from an elder."

"You've come all this way to this freezing place to get cold, I feel so sorry for you."

She clasped her hands together, held Liu Yifei's hand tightly, and wrapped the red envelope inside.

"Take it!"

"Not taking it means you think the auntie didn't give you enough!"

This serious accusation effectively blocked all of Liu Yifei's escape routes.

The ultimate gift-giving technique of Northeasterners is to be unreasonable.

Liu Yifei held the heavy red envelope in her hands, and her nose tingled slightly.

The warmth that had accumulated over the past few days reached its peak at this moment.

She opened her mouth, about to say something.

The curtain was suddenly flung open.

Fang Yu walked in from outside.

He had just emptied his stomach outside and now looked completely refreshed.

I just stepped across the threshold.

Fang Yu's gaze swept around the room and instantly locked onto the large red envelope in Liu Yifei's hand.

His previously lazy eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

That thickness! That volume!

"Oh my god!"

"Has the red envelope distribution started?"

Fang Yu didn't have time to think; his body had already given the most honest response.

He rushed to the kang (a heated brick bed) in two quick steps.

Without any preamble, without any hesitation.

He bent his knees and slammed straight to the ground.

thump!

The dull thud made one's knees ache.

Fang Yu knelt firmly in front of Zhao Guifang and Fang Daqiang.

He leaned forward, placed his hands on the ground, and slammed his head down hard.

The movements were clean, crisp, and incredibly smooth.

An image to maintain?

nonexistent!

"Dad! Mom!"

"Your son wishes you a Happy New Year!"

"May my dad enjoy boundless happiness, and may my mom live a long and healthy life!"

"Wishing our family great wealth next year!"

"May the sow in our pigsty give birth to a hundred piglets in her lifetime!"

The slogans were finished.

Fang Yu straightened up, stretching both arms straight forward.

Spread your hands out flat, palms facing up, with your fingers spread wide.

It bounced up and down twice.

The entire set of movements was fluid and graceful, perfectly embodying the phrase "pay up quickly."

There was a deathly silence in the room for two seconds.

Liu Yifei sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), holding the thick red envelope in her hands, completely dumbfounded.

That kneeling pose to ask for money is just too smooth, isn't it?

The practice period must have exceeded two and a half years!

Zhao Guifang sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), looking down at her own shameful possession.

Without saying a word, he raised his right leg and kicked out solidly.

"Get out of my way!"

boom!

Fang Yu was kicked and his body swayed to the side.

He fell backward and landed solidly on the ground.

He started howling at the top of his lungs.

"Ouch! That hurts so much! Murder!"

Zhao Guifang pointed at his nose and began to berate him.

"How old are you to still need New Year's money? Have you no shame?"

Why didn't you let me buy you a rattle drum?

Fang Yu sat on the ground, kicking his legs wildly, and began to throw a tantrum.

"eccentric!"

"That's so unfair!"

He pointed to the red paper packet in Liu Yifei's hand.

"You gave her such a thick red envelope!"

"I don't even have a single coin!"

Fang Yu slapped the ground with both hands, perfectly capturing the essence of a Northeastern thug.

"Am I even their biological child?"

"Do you have other monkeys outside?"

Fang Daqiang, who was standing nearby, didn't let him off the hook either, and casually added another stab to his head.

"You really shouldn't say that."

"Back then, during a heavy snowfall, I actually picked you up from that garbage dump at the village entrance."

These words were spoken.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

Hahahaha!

[What a weird monkey! Old Fang can even catch a joke!]

[Confirmed, these are definitely their biological parents. Only biological parents would be so cruel.]

[Is the celestial beauty watching this show from the sidelines so much that she's practically numb with envy?]

Liu Yifei sat on the kang (a heated brick bed).

He looked down at the heavy red envelope he was holding, then looked up at Fang Yu, who was sitting on the ground howling.

The embarrassment and shame of having to kowtow before have long since vanished.

Instead, there was an unprecedented sense of relaxation and perverse pleasure.

Liu Yifei's playful nature has fully awakened.

She held the thick red paper package and handed it to Fang Yu, deliberately weighing it up and down a few times.

"Oops~"

Liu Yifei carefully controlled her tone, deliberately dragging out the last syllable.

"This red envelope is really heavy!"

She switched hands and pretended to rub her fair wrist.

"My arms are getting sore from carrying all that!"