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

In Kaoshantun, at the Fang family's courtyard.

Fang Yu had just experienced the tragedy of having her New Year's money "legally robbed" by her own mother.

After groaning on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) for ten minutes, he patted his buttocks and stood up.

Once the money is gone, it's gone.

We still have to eat, and we still have to celebrate the New Year.

Fang Daqiang and Zhao Guifang had changed into brand new dark red down jackets.

Zhao Guifang was carrying two boxes of bright red specialty pastries, while Fang Daqiang had two packs of Hongtashan cigarettes tucked under his arm.

"Alright, stop pretending to be dead."

Zhao Guifang nudged Fang Yu's shoe tip.

"Hurry up and get ready, go visit your grandparents for the New Year."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's spirits lifted.

"Alright!"

He grabbed the iconic military overcoat, wrapped it around himself, and turned to look at Liu Yifei.

"Let's go, fairy sister, to pay New Year's greetings."

Liu Yifei was wearing a long white down jacket.

With his hands tucked into his sleeves, his snow boots shuffled across the ground.

That extremely beautiful face was filled with resistance.

"I... I guess I won't go?"

Liu Yifei's voice was very soft.

She was genuinely a little scared.

As a female celebrity in the public eye, the part of her life she fears most is visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.

Back in Beijing, she would avoid even the elders in the industry whenever possible.

Moreover, they are relatives from rural Northeast China.

In her stereotype, the aunts and uncles in the countryside are extremely powerful.

She had even imagined the terrifying scene of herself being surrounded by a group of middle-aged women.

"Girl, you must earn a lot from acting, right? Can you buy a house just from one episode?"

"Girl, is there unspoken rule in the entertainment industry every day? Tell me, did so-and-so really get plastic surgery?"

"Hey girl, can you sign your name for me? Sign this floral cotton-padded jacket!"

Just thinking about these potential problems made Liu Yifei's scalp tingle.

She would rather lie on the kang (a heated brick bed) all day than face such terrifying interrogation.

Fang Yu noticed her concerns.

He walked over, put his hands in the pockets of his military overcoat, and spoke in a nonchalant manner.

"What? Are you afraid my elders will check your household registration?"

Liu Yifei nodded.

"I'm not used to crowded places."

"Besides, given my status... wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to attend your family gathering?"

Fang Yu clicked his tongue.

He stretched out a hand, patted his chest, and made a solemn vow.

"Don't worry about it!"

"Our Fang family is a renowned scholarly family, known for its refined manners and knowledge!"

"My grandfather was a well-known scholar in the surrounding area, and my grandmother came from a wealthy family."

"Our elders emphasize high quality and a strong sense of boundaries."

"I will never ask you gossip, and I will never pry into your privacy."

"When you get there, just sit quietly, eat some sunflower seeds and candy, and I guarantee you'll feel the warmth and care of a gentle breeze."

Fang Yu was talking nonsense without even blinking.

Fang Daqiang and Zhao Guifang exchanged a glance.

The elderly couple had strange expressions, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

But in order to cooperate with their son's performance, the two of them held back and didn't make a sound.

The viewers in the live stream burst out laughing.

[What kind of scholarly family is this?! Fang Yu, are you addicted to fooling celestial beings?!]

[So you're well-mannered? Who was it last night who was kowtowing for half a red envelope?]

[Fairy Sister, don't believe him! The fighting power of my relatives from Northeast China is nuclear-level!]

Fang Yu's mouth is a lying devil.

Liu Yifei looked at Fang Yu's sincere face.

I was still a little apprehensive.

But Uncle Fang and Aunt Zhao are such kind people.

Their relatives must be pretty much the same, right?

Liu Yifei bit her lower lip and made a compromise.

"Well... it's settled then."

"If they ask me questions I don't want to answer, you have to deflect them for me."

Fang Yu snapped his fingers.

"Leave it to me!"

"If anyone dares to ask you another question, I'll flip the table right here and now!"

The four pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

As the cold morning wind blew, Liu Yifei tightened her collar.

She followed behind Fang Yu, trudging through the snow towards the village entrance.

Along the way, we met many fellow villagers.

Everyone greeted Fang Yu warmly when they saw him.

Seeing Liu Yifei following behind, although they looked curious, no one went forward to watch.

This eased Liu Yifei's tension a little.

It seems that Fang Yu's words make some sense.

The villagers here are indeed quite conscious of boundaries.

It took about ten minutes to walk.

Ahead lay a spacious courtyard, two or three times larger than the Fang family's.

Fang Yu stopped and pointed to the gate.

"We've arrived. This is the power center of the Fang family."

Liu Yifei's heart started racing instantly.

She tidied her hair.

He moved closer to Fang Yu and lowered his voice to confirm one last time.

"Fang Yu".

"Um?"

"What you just said is all true, isn't it?"

Liu Yifei stared into Fang Yu's eyes.

"Don't they ask me about my scandals or my salary?"

Fang Yu smiled brightly.

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will go wrong!"

However, the group had just stepped through the gate and hadn't even reached the main hallway.

A cacophony of noises emanated from inside the room, even through the thick cotton curtain.

"Tie Dan'er! What were your scores on the final exams? What's your class ranking? Your uncle's second son got two perfect scores this time!"

"Nephew, not that I'm criticizing you, but what's the point of earning four or five thousand a month? You should go back to your hometown and take the civil service exam; at least you'll have a stable income. You're over thirty and haven't even found a girlfriend. What young woman would want to go rent a place with you in another city?"

"And you, what are you always grinning at on your phone for? It'll be New Year's Eve soon, and your mother's hair's turned so gray from worry. Go check out that guy Aunt Zhang from West Village is introducing you to tomorrow; he's got a government job, you won't get another chance like this!"

The voice was loud and sharp, each word piercing the lungs.

Fang Daqiang and Zhao Guifang, who were walking ahead, did not stop. They were used to it and reached out to lift the curtain.

Liu Yifei, who was following behind, suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The snow boots rubbed two white marks into the ice.

Her clear, innocent eyes were fixed on Fang Yu beside her.

what's going on?

Before you left, didn't you pat your chest and assure us that your Fang family was a scholarly and well-educated family?

Didn't they say they were very principled and would never pry into privacy?

What kind of sense of boundaries is this relentless barrage of questions about marriage, childbirth, grades, and salaries that can be heard even across the courtyard?

This is clearly a Gatling gun at full power, indiscriminately and inhumanely mowing down innocent juniors inside the house!