Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 299 Dissatisfied Xiaoxian

Yifei, who had broken her chopsticks and spoon, was speechless. Little did she know that there wasn't even a spare pair of chopsticks at home.

Unconvinced, she went to the kitchen and searched high and low, but she really couldn't find a single chopstick.

Frustrated, Yifei couldn't think of such a simple solution as borrowing a pair of chopsticks from her neighbor, but she also refused to continue accepting Zeng Xiaoxian's feeding.

I'm not a three or four-year-old child, how can I accept being fed food by someone constantly putting food on my plate?

Especially since this person is Zeng Xiaoxian.

This guy is not only incredibly greasy when he acts, but he's also always had obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness. I wonder if Zeng Xiaoxian was secretly disgusted with himself when he was using his chopsticks to pick up food for him.

Anyway, Yifei was unwilling to give Zeng Xiaoxian the opportunity to dislike her.

So she came back from the kitchen and simply picked up Zhanbo's chopsticks and started eating.

See, now we have chopsticks!

Anyway, I'm not a germaphobe and I don't mind Zhanbo.

Zhanbo pouted with a wronged expression after his chopsticks were taken away, but he didn't dare to resist his older sister. He could only lower his head and keep shoveling food into his bowl with his spoon.

As I was rummaging through the food, a braised lion's head meatball suddenly appeared in the bowl.

Although Wanyu was still a little angry that Zhanbo had said she was fat, she still said it proudly.

"Since you just picked food for me, tell me what you want to eat and I'll get it for you."

"Thank you, Wanyu!"

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo immediately smiled happily.

Thank you, dear sister. You are truly my most, most, most... dearest sister.

I absolutely love you!

After lunch, Zhanbo took Wanyu, Guangu, and Zhang Wei out to have some fun.

Yifei and Xiaoxian were also planning to slip away, but how could a young couple like them, who had come to meet the parents, just leave whenever they wanted?

The two were kept at Yifei's maternal grandparents' house. Yifei's family surrounded Zeng Xiaoxian and Yifei, asking them trivial questions as if they were having a casual chat.

For example, how did the two of them get together? What did Xiaoxian and Yifei like about each other? And what were their plans and directions for the future?

Fortunately, Yifei and Xiaoxian had discussed most of these issues beforehand. Although they inevitably made some minor mistakes when answering on the spot, they quickly dealt with them.

As for Nanfeng, who hadn't slept well for several days, seeing Zhanbo take Wanyu and the other two out to play, he simply grabbed a small blanket from the Yuan family's house and chose the middle chair from the row of recliners in the courtyard to lie down and sunbathe.

At this moment, Nanfeng was leisurely lying on a deck chair wearing a helmet. Although the helmet was too heavy and uncomfortable to use as a pillow, the booming sound of fireworks still echoed in his ears.

But with the helmet providing sound insulation and the fatigue of the past few days, Nanfeng drifted off to sleep.

He was awakened by Zeng Xiaoxian's gentle tap.

Nanfeng was so startled that his heart almost stopped.

"Teacher Zeng, even if you want to commit murder for money, at least use some sophisticated methods."

Nanfeng clutched her chest, still shaken, and said, "There are so many ways to die in this world, I certainly don't want to be scared to death while I'm half asleep!"

"You can't blame me for this."

Zeng Xiaoxian lay on the recliner next to Nanfeng, basking in the sun alongside him. Xiaoxian squinted his eyes and said lazily.

"I called you for ages, but you didn't respond at all. I had no choice but to wake you up by patting you."

"Who knew I'd react so strongly to just a light tap?"

"Nonsense, who wouldn't be startled if someone tapped them while they were half asleep?"

Nanfeng yawned: "Next time you take a nap, I'll wake you up like this too, and see how you react."

Zeng Xiaoxian pouted mischievously, then pulled Nanfeng's blanket a little closer to himself: "It's so cold, you're just lying outside sunbathing?"

Nanfeng pointed to his bulky green military coat: "If you were dressed as warmly as me, you wouldn't feel cold."

"All right."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian pulled the small blanket off Nanfeng closer to himself, saying, "Since you're not afraid of the cold, give me a little more blanket."

"Get lost. If you want a blanket, you, the future son-in-law, can go get it from Yifei yourself."

Nanfeng pulled his blanket back, pouting, "Weren't you just chatting with Yifei's grandparents? Why are you out here now?"

"We're not just having a casual chat, it's not like we're checking someone's background. We can't just sit in the house and chat all afternoon, can we?"

Zeng Xiaoxian suppressed a laugh and said, "Yifei's maternal grandfather is playing chess with your old man right now. It's the first time I've ever seen two people play chess so badly."

"The two of them played a game of Go and hadn't even made thirty or so moves in total, but they had already taken back their moves forty or fifty times."

Nanfeng smiled knowingly: "That's why the other old men in the village don't like playing chess with them."

"oops……"

Zeng Xiaoxian rested his hands behind his head, squinted his eyes, and said comfortably, "I feel more at ease chatting with you."

Nanfeng tilted his helmet: "Teacher Zeng, you look very unhappy."

"I didn't..."

Zeng Xiaoxian was only halfway through his denial when he heard Nanfeng's lighthearted voice say, "You'd better admit you're unhappy, so I can understand that you've disturbed my sweet dream."

"Otherwise..."

Nanfeng's laughter sent a chill down Xiaoxian's spine: "Do you know I haven't slept much these past few days?"

Zeng Xiaoxian quickly straightened up and said, "Okay, actually I've been very unhappy these past two days."

"reason?"

"reason……"

After stammering for a long time, Zeng Xiaoxian finally took Nanfeng's hand and asked hesitantly, "Nanfeng, tell me honestly, what do you think of me?"

south wind:"……"

"Teacher Zeng, isn't what you said a bit too ambiguous?" Nanfeng said disdainfully, pulling her hands away from Zeng Xiaoxian's tight grip.

If I hadn't known Teacher Zeng for a year and considered myself to know him fairly well, based on Teacher Zeng's tone, demeanor, and actions, combined with what he said, anyone would have thought that Zeng Xiaoxian was making a coming-out statement.

Nanfeng continued, "What specific aspect do you want to ask about?"

"Physical appearance? Moral character and values? Personality and hobbies? Education and family background? Or professional background?"

"all."

Zeng Xiaoxian answered without hesitation: "Just make a comprehensive judgment about what kind of person I am."

"Since you have asked so sincerely, I will mercifully tell you."

Nanfeng thought for a moment and gave Zeng Xiaoxian an extremely objective evaluation: "Teacher Zeng, actually, apart from your small eyes, uneven arms and legs, there's a tiny bit of sleazy about you between your eyebrows and eyes."

"He's narcissistic and arrogant, often getting all cocky before anything's even started, but when it really comes down to it, he gets scared and tries to run away. He's also prone to acting like a jerk..."

Zeng Xiaoxian watched as Nanfeng meticulously listed his minor flaws on his fingers, and it seemed like she was going to go on for quite some time.

Just as Zeng Xiaoxian, on the verge of a breakdown, was about to snap his fingers to skip this long and embarrassing segment, Nanfeng suddenly stopped.

Zeng Xiaoxian raised an eyebrow: "Are you finished?"

"No, you have too many problems to list them all at once. I need to stop and catch my breath."

Zeng Xiaoxian: (⊙﹏⊙).

At this moment, Nanfeng took out his phone from his pocket: "And you know I have a bad memory, I can't remember a lot of things."

"So I'll just open my phone and read it aloud. Let's continue..."

Zeng Xiaoxian: (⊙﹏⊙).

(⊙﹏⊙).

(⊙﹏⊙).

W(Д)w！！

【What kind of nonsense have you written in your memos, you bastard!】

Unable to bear it any longer, Zeng Xiaoxian snapped his fingers, and everything in front of him began to fast-forward.

"...He only remembers the good times but not the bad, and occasionally he's a bit effeminate!"

Nanfeng let out a long breath; after listing so many faults, he even felt a bit thirsty.

"Aside from these minor and major issues, Teacher Zeng, you are actually quite good."

Even if he isn't an outstanding individual, he can still be considered a promising young talent.

"That's right, I am indeed a very outstanding young talent!"

Zeng Xiaoxian clapped his hands, completely ignoring Nanfeng's rambling, only remembering the phrase "young talents".

He then said indignantly, "So I really don't understand why Hu Yifei would create such a fake background."

"Does she even know how exhausted I've been these past two days pretending to be someone else?!"

"Are you angry just because you're tired from acting?"

"Clang, clang, clang, of course, what else could it be?" Zeng Xiaoxian stammered.

"If you're just angry because you're tired from acting, then I think you should just stay angry."

Nanfeng shrugged: "You took advantage of this incident to bully and act recklessly towards Yifei before the New Year, and you already received all the compensation."

"When you ask her to massage your shoulders and legs, or serve you tea and water, Yifei gets very angry, but she still has to obediently do as she's told."

"So you two are about the same in this matter. After she's done being angry, it's your turn to be angry too."

"Forehead……"

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't know what to say for a moment.

After expressing his opinion, Nanfeng simply stared at Xiaoxian in silence.

Even through the helmet, Zeng Xiaoxian could still feel Nanfeng's calm yet all-seeing gaze.

The two remained silent for a long time before Zeng Xiaoxian lowered his head and said unhappily, "I just feel that Hu Yifei looks down on me."

"Even though my career has been steadily rising, she still thinks I'm a good-for-nothing."

"I think my original resume wasn't bad either. I have two master's degrees and a TV program that's doing well. Even 'Your Moon, My Heart' now has two GG sponsors."

"And I'm also the vice chairman of the residents' committee of the apartment under the subdistrict office!"

"But she still went and made me put on this dazzling fake resume for her family. Isn't that a clear indication that she thinks I'm not good enough?"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Nanfeng: "Nanfeng, tell me, are my current achievements really nothing to brag about?"

Nanfeng remained silent, only the heavy motorcycle helmet nodding mechanically up and down.

"Hello!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was heartbroken. He clutched his chest and cried out in grievance, "Even you think I'm no good? Is my resume really that bad?"

Nanfeng remained silent as before, his large and heavy helmet nodding incessantly.

"Nanfeng, you!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, but he found that Nanfeng was still nodding indifferently.

He paused for a moment, then stretched his hand out in front of the helmet and waved it from side to side.

The south wind still didn't react at all.

"Damn, you can actually fall asleep sitting up!"

Here it comes!

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(End of this chapter)