Feeling bored sitting there, Chu Fang got out of the car to wait a while. The highway was full of people, some playing ball, some chatting, some playing cards... all sorts of people, quite a diverse group!

"Dude, your car is awesome." He got out of the car and casually squatted down by the roadside. Two men next to him were looking at his car. "It must cost at least thirty or fifty thousand, right?"

Chu Fang smiled and casually replied, "More or less."

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Another companion slapped the back of the head of the one who asked the question, saying with exasperation, "I tell you to read more books all the time, but you just won't study. You have no culture at all. See that little golden statue above the car? That's the legendary 'Oscar statue'!"

Chu Fang pursed her lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud: "... ..."

From a certain perspective, that's actually true!

A middle-aged man in a suit standing nearby chuckled and explained, "This isn't an Oscar statuette. This is a Rolls-Royce, worth at least five million."

The companion who had asked the question immediately withdrew his hand from the 'Oscar statuette' and patted his chest: "Luckily I didn't touch it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to afford to pay for it even if I sold myself if I broke it."

"Dude, your car must be pretty fast, right?"

"It should be a bit slower than your car." Chu Fang glanced at the two guys' Wuling Hongguang vans, pondered for a moment, and replied.

Wuling Hongguang, data unavailable, but it thrives against strong opponents!

Men get along very easily; they can start a conversation on any topic. The group squatted by the highway and chatted casually.

Chu Fang checked the time; it was already lunchtime.

He wasn't hungry; he had eaten a lot of snacks earlier. Zhong Tingyue, on the other hand, hadn't eaten a proper meal and didn't like snacks, so she must be hungry now.

He looked around to see if any families living near the highway were selling boxed meals, but unfortunately, there were no boxed meals available.

Zhong Tingyue shook her head: "Never mind, I'm not hungry."

"Tch~~~" Chu Fang glanced at him sideways, "I'm hungry, okay?"

This woman didn't eat much this morning, and she didn't eat lunch either. She must be starving. If she keeps starving, she'll get a stomach ailment.

That won't do!

He looked around again and, luckily, spotted smoke rising from a chimney. After walking a few steps, he saw a campervan.

Chu Fang went up and asked, "Hello, do you have any extra rice, vegetables, or meat? My fiancée has a stomach ailment and gets pain if she misses a meal."

"Yes, we do." The RV owner was a kind person who led Chu Fang to the RV's kitchen and said, "I have everything here, including a gas stove."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang was overjoyed and repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

Chu then used the RV's stove to start cooking. Because it was an RV, there were many inconveniences, insufficient fuel, and a lack of variety in food. He simply made two dishes and a soup: stir-fried pork with chili peppers, Kung Pao chicken, and a tomato and egg soup. It was a very simple three dishes.

The RV owners were three young women, around twenty years old, who were chattering behind Chu Fang while he was cooking.

After cooking, he invited the three of them to eat together. The group ate lunch on the highway, which had a unique charm.

After finishing their meal, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue washed the dishes, paid by scanning a QR code, thanked them, and left together.

"Waaaah, handsome, gentle, excellent cook, good to his partner, and most importantly, he drives a Rolls-Royce. Isn't he my dream man?"

"Isn't the last condition the most important?"

"I used to think that money was the most important thing, but after seeing that male god, I realized that money may not be that important."

"Nonsense! Money is the most important thing!"

"Then would you be willing to sleep with a rich man who weighs 300 pounds, is fat and ugly, doesn't like to bathe, and is covered in lividity?"

"Oh well, never mind then."

Some people always think they have a strong ability to resist the temptation of money, but this conclusion is wrong.

Not everyone can walk the path of materialism.

The three girls were chatting.

The two returned to the car, and Chu Fang took out his tablet and started watching a TV series.

After noon, the road conditions were quickly cleared, and vehicles were able to get back on the road.

... ...

The sky over Chengdu was as gray as ever.

According to weather forecasts, Chengdu has the least sunshine hours in the country, and winters are almost entirely gloomy.

After washing the dishes, Chu's mother saw Chu's father sitting in the yard, lazily fiddling with his fishing rod. She said, "Stop messing with your things. It's time to go home. Go buy some local specialties or something, and clean the house while you're at it. Or you can put up the couplets on the door."

Chu's father: "I've done all of this, so what are you doing?"

"I'm going to play cards," Chu's mother snorted.

She immediately went upstairs to change her clothes. She wore a long coat over a loose sweater, a thick pleated skirt, and a brown scarf around her neck. She looked exceptionally elegant and poised, unlike a middle-aged woman whose child was about to get married.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Chu's mother covered her mouth and laughed, "Hehe..."

Despite Chu's mother's hostility towards Zhong Tingyue, she had to admit that her future daughter-in-law had excellent taste; all these clothes were bought for her by Zhong Tingyue.

After going downstairs, Chu's mother turned around and asked Chu's father, "Was I a good boy?"

"good."

How well-behaved are you?

"As obedient as you can be."

After receiving the praise, Chu's mother rode her electric scooter to the mahjong parlor with satisfaction, while Chu's father just smiled.

When they arrived at the mahjong parlor, everyone was surprised.

"Oh dear, who is this?"

"This isn't the biggest star in our town."

“... ..."

Chu's mother accepted the praise from her many friends without reservation, her face beaming with joy.

Soon after, she sat down to play mahjong with her two sisters and Chu Fang's aunt, who was also Chu Yi's biological mother, while Chu Yi sat down to the side and played games.

After playing for a while, Chu Yi put down his phone and said somewhat boredly, "Stepmother, when are my brother and sister-in-law coming back?"

"It'll be in the next few days," Chu's mother replied.

"I'm so bored since they're not home," Chu Yi said, slumped over the table.

"Why don't you go hang out with your old classmates?" Auntie then suggested.

"It's not fun. Either you're working, or you're repeating a grade, or it's just awkward being around people..."

Aunt Liu, who was standing next to her, said, "That's true. Yiyi is no longer the naughty child she used to be. She's changed a lot now. A few days ago, when we were walking on the street, I wouldn't have recognized you if you hadn't called out to me."

“Exactly, exactly.” Aunt Chen sitting across from me nodded in agreement. “When I see Yiyi, I think of her as a rich young lady from a TV series.”

“What rich young lady? She’s just a country bumpkin,” Auntie retorted, but her smile and tone were full of pride and arrogance.

My daughter has changed a lot, not only in appearance, but also in temperament, knowledge, experience, cognition... in every aspect.

Thinking of this, the eldest aunt played mahjong and said, "Seven of Wan."

"Hehe... ..., it's a bust." Chu's mother smiled broadly, tilting her chin up. "I lost 70,000, didn't expect that, did you?"

Aunt Liu and Aunt Chen looked at each other, smiled, and shook their heads.

Everyone here has been playing mahjong for decades, how could they not guess what hand Chu's mother wanted to win? It was obviously her aunt who deliberately played it.

Chu Yi's transformation was inseparable from Chu Fang's help, and her eldest son's ability to start a company was also inseparable from Chu Fang's network of connections. Her aunt was very grateful for that nephew's help.

Not knowing how to thank Chu Fang, I could only try to help Chu Fang from the side.

Aunt Liu joked, "Are you two brothers-in-law 'colluding'? I might call the police!"

Upon hearing this, Chu's mother was displeased: "I won this game by skill. You can insult me, but you can't insult my mahjong skills!"

Aunt Liu, Aunt Chen, and my aunt: "... ..."

The way Chu Ma described mahjong techniques was... ...outrageous!