Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 295 Xiaoxian

"Xiaoxian, when are you and Yifei planning to get married?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian's awkward smile became even more stiff.

No way, not again!

He and Yifei managed to escape Aunt Yuan's urging them to get married at the village entrance, but then the old man from the Nanfeng family brought up the topic again.

This was quite a development; Aunt Yuan's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

She clapped her hands and said impatiently, "Yes, I just felt that this matter should be put on the agenda."

"It would be great if both sets of parents could meet during the Chinese New Year and finalize the marriage arrangements."

"Then comes marriage, the wedding night, having children..."

Aunt Yuan laughed heartily with anticipation: "If everything goes smoothly, I'll be a grandmother next year."

As she spoke, she gave her husband, who was also looking on with anticipation, a high five.

"grandmother?"

Wanyu looked puzzled: "Shouldn't it be Grandma?"

Zhanbo explained, "Because even my mom thinks my sister is like a man."

Wan Yu nodded.

Although Grandpa Yuan felt it was inappropriate for them to get engaged so soon after meeting each other's parents, he didn't say anything more considering that Yifei was not young.

Anyway, my eldest granddaughter knows what she's doing and knows what she should do.

Wait, does she... really know?

Aunt Yuan's eyes grew brighter as she spoke, and she looked at Xiao Xian: "Xiao Lian, what do you think?"

"Auntie, this, this..."

Zeng Xiaoxian stammered, unable to utter a single word.

He winked at Yifei, signaling her to hurry up and help.

I can't very well say in front of Yifei's whole family that I haven't considered this step with her yet, since I can't let my own daughter, Yifei, answer this question.

Yifei flatly refused, saying, "Mom, you're in such a hurry. Xiaoxian and I have only been together for a short time, and we haven't even considered marriage yet."

"How can we not consider it?"

Aunt Yuan urged, "You're already twenty-six this year, and Xiao Xian is a year older than you. It's time for you two to start a family."

"No, twenty-six was last year, you should be twenty-seven this year."

Aunt Yuan sighed, "Look at you, you're actually twenty-seven, twenty-eight by the traditional Chinese age reckoning, twenty-nine by the real age reckoning, practically thirty... You're already over thirty, and in a few years you'll be forty, and you still haven't thought about settling down."

In her inner world, Yifei meticulously calculated on her fingers.

How did I go from being in my twenties to almost forty in a few years?

Who stole my time?

[Yifei nudged Zeng Xiaoxian, who was also counting on his fingers: Did you figure it out?]

Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know anything about chickens."

"stop!"

Yifei quickly interrupted her mother's nagging, saying with a dark expression, "Mom, I'm not as old as you say."

"Besides, we young people have our own ideas, so please don't rush us like this."

Yifei felt helpless.

Actually, she can understand her mother's thoughts very well... because in this respect, the two of them are cut from the same cloth.

If Wan Yu's identity weren't so complicated, Yi Fei would have already arranged a one-stop matchmaking service for Zhan Bo and Wan Yu, from dating and falling in love to getting married and having children.

Then I can be an uncle!

No, it's that the Lu family will be completely revitalized by then.

Unexpectedly, before Zhanbo could even get a chance to arrange things for himself, she was being arranged for by her own mother.

Hearing Yifei's complaint, Aunt Yuan said with a mournful look, "I understand, my daughter has grown up and thinks her mother is superfluous."

As she spoke, her eyes filled with tears, as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment.

"Mommy, that's not what I meant."

"So you're willing to consider getting engaged and starting a family?" Aunt Yuan's face immediately lit up with joy.

Zeng Xiaoxian's eye twitched; the change of expression was too fast.

"Mommy, that's not what I meant."

While comforting her mother, Yifei winked at Nanfeng and the others.

Seeing this, Nanfeng and the others quickly started offering words of advice.

Although Aunt Yuan was a bit assertive and assertive like Yifei, she was not a tyrant after all.

Seeing that everyone seemed to disagree with the idea, and Yifei's attitude was particularly firm, she didn't insist any further.

Just as Yifei and Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had escaped a disaster, the old man asked another question.

"Xiaoxian, I know Yifei's criteria for choosing a partner. The man she likes either has to be smarter than her or stronger than her."

"Since you can be with Yifei, you must be very outstanding in some aspects."

"Xiaoxian is just too outstanding!"

Before Xiaoxian could reply, Aunt Yuan had already revealed all the fabricated information that Yifei had made up for Xiaoxian.

Even though Nanfeng and the others already knew about this beforehand, there was still a unique sense of humor when these outrageous details came out of Yifei's mother's mouth.

Especially when they saw Zeng Xiaoxian trembling slightly all over, shifting his buttocks back and forth as if he couldn't sit still, and his insteps were arched, clearly digging his toes into the ground.

Yifei patted Zeng Xiaoxian's hand, signaling him not to panic.

Wan Yu was stunned when she first heard about Teacher Zeng's background information. She rubbed her eyes and stared blankly at Teacher Zeng.

"Could it be that my perception is flawed?"

Wan Yu murmured to herself softly.

A child prodigy, admitted to Tsinghua University without taking the entrance exam, exceptionally gifted, skilled in both literature and martial arts, ambitious, and open-minded.

The "Xian Dan Superman" that Aunt Yuan mentioned has absolutely no connection to Teacher Zeng in front of us, except that his name is Zeng Xiaoxian.

She was incredibly surprised, but when she saw Zhanbo frantically trying to wink at her, the clever and quick-witted Wanyu immediately understood the truth of the matter.

[But this is too outrageous! Didn't Feifei consider what would happen if Teacher Zeng became her official boyfriend? How would he have the nerve to come over?]

Yifei's maternal grandparents already knew about this from their daughter's phone call yesterday, but they didn't react much.

Whether he's an exceptional individual or just an ordinary person, as long as he has good character, sound values, and most importantly, his beloved granddaughter likes him, then there's no problem.

The old man listened with surprise and delight, even echoing Aunt Yuan's words with words like "Wow," "Ha," "That's great," and "That's right."

A perfectly respectable martial arts master has been reduced to playing the role of a comedian.

After Yifei's mother finished introducing Zeng Xiaoxian's background, the old man looked at Xiaoxian with admiration.

He gave Xiaoxian a thumbs up and praised him, saying, "I never expected that Xiaoxian, with your ordinary appearance, would be so amazing."

"Indeed, when it comes to men, it's not just about looks, but also about inner qualities."

"Haha...you're right."

Xiao Xian was unsure whether the old man was praising him or insulting him.

Is his brother Xian's appearance really that ordinary?

After praising Xiaoxian, the old man asked with a puzzled look, "But how come I don't know of a Japanese kendo master named Sekiya Yuichiro?"

The old man frowned. In his memory, there were very few people in Japan who could be called kendo masters, and there was none named Sekiya.

Xiao Xian stammered, "Perhaps, perhaps Master Guan Gu Yuichiro is usually quite low-key and doesn't want too many people to know his name."

"I see..." The old man nodded thoughtfully.

Under Xiaoxian's anxious gaze, he waved his hand and said, "Never mind, it's not important."

"Xiaoxian..."

"Yes, I'm here. Please feel free to ask me anything."

Zeng Xiaoxian was genuinely startled by Grandpa Nanfeng's words, "Xiaoxian ah."

His first question immediately triggered a major wave of pressure to get married.

The second questioning made me relive the embarrassment of my toes digging into the ground.

Who knows what kind of trouble this third questioning will cause?

"You don't need to be so nervous."

The old man chuckled and said, "What I was trying to say was that since you're the All-Japan Free Fighting Champion, you must have some real skills."

"How about we have a little match?"

I'm coming

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