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

Fang Yu's smooth and fluid combination of punches not only stunned the elders of the Fang family.

Even Liu Yifei, who was sitting next to him and had been prepared to die a martyr, was completely dumbfounded.

She sat in the middle of the heated kang, her palms sweating so much that the sunflower seed shells Fang Yu had just given her had become damp from gripping them so tightly.

Ten minutes ago, she felt like a little lamb that had strayed into a pack of wolves, ready to be torn to pieces at any moment.

Ten minutes later, the wolves were yelled out of the sheepfold by the man next to them and shivered in the wind and snow.

Liu Yifei turned her head blankly and looked at Fang Yu, who was leisurely eating sunflower seeds beside her.

That profile, which was actually extremely refined and handsome, now looked rather irritating due to its excessive arrogance.

But in Liu Yifei's eyes, he was practically radiant!

So cool!

He's definitely not the kind of artificially handsome guy who's meticulously styled, sprayed with hair gel, and forced into a persona under the spotlight.

Rather, it possesses a wild charm that is extremely vibrant and full of everyday wisdom!

He's like someone using an unreasonable shovel to carve out a steaming passage in your boring and monotonous life.

Then they'll grab your arm, dart inside, and tell you there's a hidden paradise inside.

Liu Yifei was no longer afraid; in fact, she even began to feel a little unsatisfied!

She quietly moved closer to Fang Yu, then leaned close to his ear and began to loudly plot her scheme.

"That's it?"

"The older ones ran away, but aren't there a few smaller ones left in this house?"

Her eyes and brows were full of amusement, as if she were enjoying the spectacle.

"Keep going! Don't stop! Keep outputting! I haven't had enough yet!"

The voice, neither too loud nor too soft, reached the ears of the row of peers without missing a single word.

Fang Zheng, the younger cousin, shuddered in fright, clutching his chest tightly, his voice trembling.

"Sister-in-law...no, fairy sister! We should be kind!"

"We are all fellow sufferers in this world, why must we kill each other!"

Fang Ning, the older cousin, curled up into a ball, hugging her knees, staring at the unbelievably beautiful woman with a look of horror on her face.

This is the devil!

The national goddess's pure and aloof image is all an act, isn't it?

How could you use such a soft, sweet voice to say such cold and piercing words!

Looking at the expressions on my brothers' and sisters' faces, as if they wished they could disappear into the ground on the spot.

Fang Yu glanced sideways at Liu Yifei, who was eager to try, and his eye twitched violently.

Goodness, this fairy sister's style has completely gone astray since she arrived in Kaoshantun!

"Alright, stop scaring honest people. Look how frightened our Yuanzi is, his face is almost as white as frozen tofu."

Fang Yu patted the sunflower seed shells off his hands and cleared his throat.

"That was a strategic defense. If I hadn't talked my uncles into questioning their existence, we would be the ones sitting on the hot seat right now."

He paused, then said:

Visiting relatives is really just a routine matter.

"Our elders only see us a few times a year, and their understanding of concern often carries a suffocating sense of overstepping boundaries."

Liu Yifei held the enamel teacup, her brows slightly furrowed.

"This kind of concern...is too much pressure."

Fang Yu's expression turned somewhat somber, like a wise hermit who had seen through everything.

"That's because they can't keep up with our times and can only use the most primitive methods to find topics to talk about."

He spat out a sunflower seed shell and slowly summarized.

"In Northeast China, the way to express love is like stewing in an iron pot."

"It's hot, smelly, looks messy, and most importantly—it's extremely hot."

"They don't know what you want, they just want to cram all the things they think are good into your bowl, like a government job or starting a family, even if it burns your mouth."

Upon hearing this, the younger generation huddled in the corner fell silent.

The way they looked at Fang Yu had changed from seeing him as a "living Yama" to seeing him as a "life mentor".

The live stream chat exploded at this moment.

Holy crap, the metaphor of stewing in an iron pot is brilliant!

Fang Yu: I'm not just a ruthless bandit, I'm also a philosopher!

The way my cousins ​​looked at Fang Yu just now was like they were watching Jesus come to life!

[Liu Yifei: I thought I was here to undergo a tribulation, but I didn't expect to be here as the villain! This is so awesome!]

[It is recommended that Fang Yu's "defensive counter-attack tactics" be popularized across the internet, so that visiting relatives during the Lunar New Year will no longer be a nightmare for young people!]

……

at the same time.

Wuhan, thousands of kilometers away.

Ju Jingyi finally found an excuse to "go to the restroom" and hid in the bathroom, which was even bigger than an average person's bedroom.

She closed the door, slid slowly down the marble wall, and let out a long sigh.

That face, which had maintained the exquisite expression of a "4,000-year beauty" for years, was now filled with exhaustion and desolation.

too tired.

Just now at the dinner table, she didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Your back must be straight, and there should not be a single wrinkle in your clothes.

She had to smile politely as she listened to the elders talk about art shares and overseas asset allocation, topics she couldn't understand.

The way those people looked at her seemed polite.

But deep down, there's that aloofness that comes with the attitude that "an actor is just an actor."

Her "partner," Hua Yu, displayed his high-end taste like a peacock spreading its tail feathers from beginning to end.

They didn't even bother to look at her, let alone help her out of the predicament.

Inside this magnificent birdcage, Ju Jingyi felt that she wasn't a person at all, but merely an exquisitely arranged ornament used to highlight the male protagonist's refined taste.

Ju Jingyi couldn't help but think about the situations of other live streaming groups.

Chen Daoming and Zhang Manyu are top-tier figures, so naturally no one dares to act recklessly.

What about Fang Yu and Liu Yifei's group?

Spending the Lunar New Year in a rural area of ​​Northeast China, with its large earthen beds and impoverished relatives, is probably a hundred times worse than back home!

Given Liu Yifei's aloof and proud personality, she would definitely be even more devastated than I am now when faced with the onslaught of those rural elders.

With a sense of psychological comfort in "finding someone who shares the same plight," Ju Jingyi opened Weibo.

As soon as I went in, I was dumbfounded.

These two people dominated the top three spots on the trending topics list!

#Fang Yu's Reverse Pressure to Get Married# (Breaking News)

#Liu Yifei is a funny person# (Hot)

#Great talents mature late and become great nations# (Hot)

Ju Jingyi froze, then tapped the first entry containing the word "explosive".

High-energy clips from the live stream immediately popped up on the screen.

In the scene, Fang Yu, wrapped in his iconic tattered military overcoat, sits cross-legged in the center of the heated kang (a traditional Chinese heated brick bed).

"Uncle! How's your pig farm doing this year?"

"Second Uncle! You've been single for five years now, haven't you thought about finding a companion yet?"

The video progress bar is moving forward rapidly.

Ju Jingyi watched as Fang Yu bombarded the room full of elders with a barrage of questions, forcing them to flee in disarray.

Then look at Liu Yifei sitting next to him.

Where is there even a trace of awkwardness or collapse?

The person was holding a handful of sunflower seeds, cracking them open with gusto, laughing so hard they were doubled over.

She even tugged at Fang Yu's sleeve, her eyes shining as she urged him to wipe out the remaining juniors as well.

Ju Jingyi was completely dumbfounded.

The video shows a rustic, cramped bungalow in Northeast China.

The plastic red fruit plate on the table cost a dozen yuan.

And then there's Fang Yu's carefree, unrestrained, and nonchalant attitude.

All of this looks so rough, it's not even presentable.

but.

So fresh!

So happy!

Especially the light that sparkled in Liu Yifei's eyes—it was a genuine, heartfelt sense of complete relaxation, as if she had let down all her guard.

Even through the screen, you can feel the joy in that everyday atmosphere.

Ju Jingyi felt a lump in her throat and her eyes reddened.

in case……

A thought popped into Ju Jingyi's mind uncontrollably.

If at this very moment.

The person sitting with him at that marble dining table was not Hua Yu.

But what about Fang Yu?

Would I... still feel this embarrassed?