It's just that they have money.

My second aunt came over with a wine glass in hand, her smile carrying a natural warmth.

Fang Chen picked up the conversation, speaking politely but tactfully: "Auntie, the company is just starting out, and there are only a few people right now, so there are no vacancies for the time being. Once the company expands, we'll definitely think of her."

Fang Yuan had few siblings, so Fang Chen didn't have many cousins.

Xiang Pingping has many siblings, so Fang Chen naturally has many cousins ​​as well.

However, Fang Chen wasn't very close to any of them, except for his cousin Xiang Yang, with whom he had a decent relationship.

It was just okay; we could only chat when we met during holidays. Otherwise, he wouldn't have missed Xiangyang's wedding because he was busy with work.

Auntie's smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned: "Okay, okay, just remember that."

The women nearby exchanged glances, their eyes conveying a message that only they understood.

Fang Chen pretended not to see it and turned to play with the child.

The little boy, Xiang Jin'an, was held in his aunt's arms, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket that made his skin look fair and rosy. Fang Chen reached out and gently touched his cheek; it was soft and felt wonderful to the touch.

"Brother, come give me a hug?" Cousin Xiangyang urged from the side.

Fang Chen waved his hand: "No, no, it's so small, I'm afraid it will fall."

The aunt smiled and handed the baby to Fang Chen, saying, "What are you afraid of? Your aunt is here to catch you."

Fang Chen had no choice but to carefully take the child, his posture stiff as if he were holding a bomb that could explode at any moment.

No one has any skill when holding a baby for the first time. The little guy was very quiet at first, but as soon as he was in Fang Chen's arms, he started crying and fussing, which scared him so much that he quickly handed the baby back to his aunt.

At this moment, Fourth Uncle came over again with a wine glass in his hand.

His face was flushed, and his tongue was already a bit swollen, but he was full of energy.

"Chenchen, come on, let your uncle toast you again!"

Fang Chen stood up: "Please drink less."

"It's nothing, I'm just happy today!" Fourth Uncle downed his drink in one gulp, wiped his mouth, leaned closer to Fang Chen, and lowered his voice, "Chenchen, does your assistant have a boyfriend?"

Fang Chen almost choked on the wine.

"Uncle, they're here to work."

"What's wrong with work?" Fourth Uncle said matter-of-factly, his voice not quiet. "Can't you date while you're working? I think that girl is quite nice, pretty and polite. If you're not interested, I can introduce her to your cousin!"

Fang Chen was both amused and exasperated.

Xiangyang had just become a father. The cousin his fourth uncle mentioned was his own son, Xiang Hui, who was not closely related by blood. He was twenty-three years old and ran a snack shop in the county town.

"Fourth Uncle, Hui Zi is still young."

"Twenty-three is still young? Thinking back to when I was twenty-three..."

"Here, let me toast you again." Fang Chen quickly handed over the wine glass, silencing his fourth uncle.

The tables next to us were already getting lively.

My second aunt and a few other aunts were chatting about whose child got into which university, and whose son bought a house in the city.

The voice wasn't loud or soft, but Fang Chen could hear his name being mentioned from time to time.

"Chenchen's car must cost over a million..."

"I heard they opened a company in Jiangcheng..."

"Fang Yuan is lucky; his son is successful..."

Fang Chen heard everything.

In the past, my family's conditions were average. Although we weren't ashamed to face our relatives, our interactions with them were always based on who we were dealing with.

Fang Yuan and Xiang Pingping had no connections and hadn't made any money, so they weren't valued in their relatives' circle.

The situation is different now.

Whether their feelings were genuine or not, Fang Chen's purpose in going home was achieved, as long as he saw his dad's wide grin and the aunties surrounding his mom.

As long as his parents' social circle makes them happy, he doesn't need to worry about it.

Today is my cousin's baby's one-month celebration. The main guests are the baby, Xiangyang, and his aunt's family.

He came to make his parents proud, not to show off.

Therefore, he tries to keep a low profile, avoids interrupting, and doesn't show off.

The toasts that should have been offered were offered, the words that should have been said were spoken, and the face that should have been given was given.

All that's left is to quietly finish the meal and then leave.

The banquet officially began.

Xiangyang carried the child and went from table to table toasting, while his aunt followed behind, handing out red eggs.

Fang Chen was seated next to Fang Yuan, and Xu Wen, not wanting to be too far away, sat next to Fang Chen.

After a few rounds of drinks, Xiangyang walked over to this table to offer a toast, a simple and honest smile on his face.

After finishing the pleasantries, Xiangyang hesitated for a moment before speaking again: "Brother, there's something I want to tell you."

"explain."

"I've thought about it. When Jin'an is a little older, I want to go to Jiangcheng to find a job." Xiangyang looked at him. "Ideally, I want to settle down. I want to provide better conditions for the child and spend more time with him."

Fang Chen looked at him.

Xiangyang wasn't good at studying, so he joined the army after finishing high school. After being discharged, he worked as a truck driver.

At the time, Fang Chen even suggested that he attend a junior college and enlist as a college student.

Xiangyang didn't want to study anymore, so he stopped listening.

"What do you want to do?" Fang Chen asked.

"I don't know," Xiangyang answered honestly. "Anything is fine, as long as it makes money."

Fang Chen thought for a moment and said, "Don't rush, let's talk about it when the child is a bit older. I'll take a look for you then."

Xiang Yang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Um."

"Thank you, bro!"

After saying that, he poured himself another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Xiangyang walked to the next table, his steps becoming much lighter.

Fang Chen picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

He's willing to help relatives.

But you can't just randomly put people into the company; that would be setting yourself up for trouble later.

He could lend a hand to someone like Xiang Yang, who is hardworking, reliable, and has good relationships.

As for the others, let fate decide.

As the banquet drew to a close, Fang Chen seized an opportunity to slip away for some fresh air.

He stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the fields in the distance, feeling relaxed and content.

Laughter echoed from the courtyard; someone had told a joke that made everyone burst into laughter.

Fang Chen returned to the house and saw her second aunt holding Xu Wen's hand and stuffing a red envelope into her hand.

"Xiao Xu, this is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

Xu Wen quickly pushed the red envelope back, saying, "I can't accept it, I really can't accept it!"

"Why can't I accept it?" Auntie persisted. "It's my first time here, what's wrong with giving me a red envelope? Take it, take it!"

Xu Wen held the red envelope tightly, but didn't accept it either. He just stood there, frozen, his smile still polite, but his eyes were pleading for help.

Fang Chen was about to walk over when Xiang Pingping arrived first.

"Second sister, what are you doing?" Xiang Pingping smiled and pushed her aunt's hand away. "Little Xu is here to help, not to collect red envelopes."

"I'm just doing it as a token gesture."

"What do you mean?" Xiang Pingping stuffed the red envelope back into her second aunt's hand. "Take it back, take it back. Don't make things difficult for the child."

My second aunt wanted to say something, but was pulled back by several other women nearby.

"Alright, alright, if they don't want to accept it, then forget it."

"Exactly, don't force the child."

My aunt had no choice but to give up, muttered a few words under her breath, and turned to talk to someone else.

Xu Wen breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Fang Chen's side, and lowered his voice, "Thank you, Auntie."

After a while, several other aunts and uncles came over one after another, but Xiang Pingping turned them away.

After the banquet ended, Xiang Pingping pulled Xu Wen into the room, took out a red envelope from her pocket, which was bulging and clearly contained a lot of money.

"Auntie, I can't..."

"Take it." Xiang Pingping's tone left no room for refusal, but her voice was very soft, only the two of them could hear it. "This is a small token of my appreciation. You've worked hard today, and I appreciate your help with your work. I hope you can keep an eye on Chenchen and take good care of him."