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

Wang Xiuying's words, "Look how idle your uncle is," were like a red-hot poker, piercing Zhao Youcai's heart.

His face, which was already flushed from drinking, instantly turned a deep liver color.

"Am I free?"

Zhao Youcai slammed his hand on the table, causing the bowls and chopsticks on it to jump.

"Xiuying, what are you saying? I'm just concerned about you all! Concerned about Chen'er!"

He pointed at Jiang Chen, looking heartbroken.

"Look at him now! He's got a little money and thinks he's all that! He drives back in a beat-up Audi, and he's got his tail wagging like it's flying!"

"Let me tell you, young people, the most important thing isn't what kind of car you drive, it's what kind of road you take!"

"I, Zhao Youcai, may drive a Toyota, a Japanese car, but it's a car I earned step by step, carrying bricks from construction sites! It's down-to-earth!"

"Where's your Audi? It's of dubious origin! It's so hot it burns your butt!"

He was spitting as he tried to use this moral blackmail to forcibly salvage the face he had just lost.

Jiang Chen almost burst out laughing at his clumsy, exasperated performance.

He didn't say anything, but slowly took his car key with the four-ring logo out of his pocket and put it on the table with a "snap".

The exquisitely designed, high-tech key stood out brightly on the greasy octagonal table.

Jiang Chen turned to look at his father, Jiang Jianjun.

"Dad, didn't Uncle say he knows cars? He's an expert."

"Come on, hand him our car keys and let him check the car for us. Let's see if it's hot enough to burn our backsides."

Jiang Jianjun looked into his son's encouraging eyes and instantly understood.

His heart, which had just begun to falter because of Zhao Youcai's scolding, was once again filled with unparalleled confidence!

"Yes! Let your uncle take a look!"

Jiang Jianjun picked up the key, and imitating the way the big brother in the movie did, he flicked his wrist and slapped it down next to Zhao Youcai's hand with a "smack," a move that was incredibly dashing.

"Brother-in-law, you're the expert, help me check the goods."

"Take a look at my car, see how much it's worth, and whether it's rented."

Looking at the key in front of him, Zhao Youcai felt like he was being roasted on a fire, caught in a dilemma.

The neighbors and relatives around also joined in the fun, eager to see what would happen.

"Yeah, Brother Cai, aren't you the expert on cars? Show me!"

"Let us see for ourselves, what's the difference between this big Audi and your Prado!"

"Show me what you've got! Show me what you've got!"

Amidst the jeers of the crowd, Zhao Youcai felt a burning pain in his face.

If he says he doesn't know it, then his carefully constructed "car expert" persona will completely crumble.

"Fine, I'll watch! Who's afraid of who!"

Zhao Youcai suddenly stood up, grabbed the keys from the table, and walked out with his neck stiff.

He just didn't believe it. It's just a car, right? Four wheels and a steering wheel, how could it possibly do anything amazing?

A group of people rushed out and surrounded the Audi A6L.

Zhao Youcai gritted his teeth and pressed the unlock button on the key.

"Beep!"

The headlights flashed, and the technologically advanced daytime running lights, like two sharp swords, lit up instantly.

Zhao Youcai opened the car door and plopped down in the driver's seat.

The next second, he was stunned.

What... what is this thing?

Instead of a traditional dial, there is a single, huge, fully digital LCD screen filled with various data.

There was no familiar gear lever, only a small, exquisite electronic gear shifter that looked like a razor.

There isn't a single physical button on the center console; it's all touchscreen!

He was completely in the dark, feeling as if he were sitting in the cockpit of a spaceship.

"Cough cough."

Zhao Youcai coughed awkwardly twice, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

He fumbled around for a long time, but still couldn't find the keyhole.

"How...how do I start this car?"

A young man outside the car couldn't help but remind him, "Uncle, good cars these days have keyless start. Just press the brake and then press that red button."

Zhao Youcai blushed, and following the instructions, he finally got the car started.

However, new problems arose.

The V6 engine in the Audi A6L is so quiet at idle that you can hardly hear a sound, not even a slight vibration.

This was something Zhao Youcai, who was used to the loud roar of the Toyota Prado's diesel engine, found very difficult to adjust to.

He even doubted whether the car had started or not.

To test it out, he put his foot on the accelerator and, as was his habit, stepped on it with the same force he would use when driving a Land Cruiser Prado!

"Buzz—Boom!"

The engine's roar was instantly awakened!

The car, like a wild beast that had been kicked, suddenly lurched forward half a meter!

"Bang!"

If Jiang Chen hadn't anticipated this and had Uncle Shunzi place two old tires in front of the car, it would have crashed directly into the courtyard wall!

"Oh my god!"

Zhao Youcai was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He shuddered and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Outside the car, there was also a gasp of surprise.

Jiang Chen leaned against the door, watching Zhao Youcai's pathetic and embarrassed state, and began to deliver the final blow with a smile.

"Uncle, please slow down."

"My car has a bit of a temper, so you'll have to keep it steady."

He paused, his voice not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Oh, by the way, this car also has an automatic collision avoidance warning system, and it's a bit shy around strangers, so it doesn't like strangers driving it."

"You're used to driving off-road vehicles; they have high horsepower, high ground clearance, and are very imposing."

"A car like my dad's, which is 'delicate,' might not be quite right for you to drive."

Every word Jiang Chen said was like a slap in the face to Zhao Youcai.

What does "bad temper" mean? It means your skills are lacking!

What does "shy around strangers" mean? It means you're not sophisticated enough!

What does "delicate" mean? It means your car is rough, while mine is high-end!

Zhao Youcai's face turned completely purplish-brown.

He couldn't stay any longer, so he slunk off the car and threw the keys into Jiang Jianjun's arms.

He was still trying to keep up the act.

"This...this car's steering wheel is too light, it has no feel! It has no power at all!"

"My Land Cruiser Prado is still the most fun to drive! A man should drive a Land Cruiser Prado!"

Although he said that, the undisguised envy, jealousy, and a hint of fear in his eyes completely betrayed him.

The farce has finally come to an end.

Everyone returned to the dining table.

Zhao Youcai was even more dejected, sitting listlessly in the corner, drinking alone in silence.

Seeing her husband suffer a great loss, Aunt Wang Xiuqin was indignant and came up with a new trick.

She decided to get her revenge by focusing on her "offspring"!

"Oh, let's not talk about that anymore."

Wang Xiuqin cleared her throat, put on a smile again, and began to show off.

"My Qiangzi has really made me proud lately! Someone introduced him to a girl, and she's a full-time employee at the county finance bureau! A civil servant!"

"She's incredibly beautiful, and comes from a well-off family; both her parents are leaders in their workplaces!"

As she spoke, she looked at Wang Xiuying smugly, her meaning clear: What's the use of your son being so rich? Can he find a civil servant to marry?

When Zhao Youcai heard his wife mention their son, he seemed to have found a lifeline and immediately perked up.

Fueled by alcohol, he slammed his glass down on the table, finally revealing his true purpose for the day.

"Build an army!"

Zhao Youcai's tongue has become quite large.

"On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, my son Qiangzi went to meet that girl."

"Look... lend me your Audi for a couple of days, so I can show off to Qiangzi."

He patted Jiang Jianjun on the shoulder, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Anyway, you don't usually need such a nice car since you're in the village, so it's just sitting there."

"We're all family, don't be so stingy!"

These words immediately created an eerie atmosphere in the room.

Jiang Jianjun was about to refuse when he thought, "This car is my son's treasure, how could I possibly lend it out?"

Zhao Youcai, however, preemptively silenced him with a goading tactic.

"What? You're reluctant to part with it?"

"Could it be... that this car is actually rented, and they're afraid we'll damage it and they won't be able to explain it away?"

Zhao Youcai squinted, his face full of provocation.

Jiang Jianjun's face instantly turned bright red, and he was speechless for a long time after being choked by those words.

Just then.

Jiang Chen, who had been eating quietly, slowly picked up the last piece of steamed pork that his grandmother had specially saved for him, put it in his mouth, and savored it carefully.

Then, he put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

Jiang Chen looked up at Zhao Youcai and gave him a kind smile.

"Uncle, about this car..."

"It's definitely not possible to lend it."

The moment the words were spoken, the air in the entire room seemed to freeze.

Aunt Wang Xiuqin's face instantly darkened, and the veins on her hand gripping the chopsticks bulged, as if she was about to explode.

At this tense moment...

Jiang Chen's tone suddenly shifted.

He took out his phone and tapped the screen a few times.

"However, I'm the kind of person who always sides with my own people, regardless of right or wrong."

"Qiangzi's blind date is a big deal for our family; we have to give him the respect he deserves!"

Jiang Chen raised his head and gave Zhao Youcai and Wang Xiuqin, who were already dumbfounded, a meaningful smile.

"Borrowing a car is pointless."

"I'll be direct and arrange something more prestigious for him."