I'm a sophomore in college, what the heck is this "male god cultivation system"?

Chapter 90 Embarrassment
[Chen Sen: You're at your grandfather's house too.]

Chen Sen: (bitter smile, jpg)

Chen Yan has always found it hard to understand Chen Sen's aesthetic sense. Just like this bitter smile meme, it's so abstract that it gives him the absurd feeling of a 200-pound bearded man with a buzz cut dancing on a pole.

[Chen Yan: (winks, jpg)]

Chen Yan felt helpless and somewhat puzzled as to why Chen Sen would come today.

In his opinion, it would have been more appropriate to come on New Year's Eve or Lunar New Year's Eve than today. He had originally planned to come by himself, so he specifically chose this day, but he still ended up bumping into it.

After sending the message to Chen Sen, Chen Yan exited the chat interface and looked at another small red dot in the friends list.

[Lin Zhixi: (Trying not to laugh, jpg)]

After all, they've known each other for a while and occasionally go out together, so Chen Yan and Lin Zhixi have a pretty good relationship.

It's not surprising that the other party sends an abstract emoji now.

[Chen Yan: (Confused, jpg)]

[Lin Zhixi: I was in the car just now when I overheard Uncle Chen making a phone call.]

[Chen Yan: Then I'm really looking forward to the scene where you call me "brother" later.]

[Lin Zhixi: (Not laughing, jpg)]

After exchanging a few casual words, Chen Yan put his phone back in his pocket and continued to warm himself by the fire.

Warming yourself by a fire on a cold winter's day is such a wonderful thing!
……

About twenty minutes later, a voice suddenly came from outside... Through that familiar voice, Chen Yan quickly identified the person who came.

"Phew." Chen Yan exhaled and stood up.

Although he really didn't want to be a stumbling block to his father's "second spring," things had come to this point, and it would be even more impolite of him not to say hello.

Standing up, brushing the dust off his pants, Chen Yan strode out of the kitchen, passed through the living room, and finally arrived at the front yard.

There were four people in the front yard: Grandpa Chen Dashan and Dad Chen Sen stood in front, while Lin Zhixi and her mother walked side by side behind.

The moment Chen Yan stepped into the front yard, he discreetly began to observe his father's "second spring."

Chen Yan had only met Lin's mother once—before, when he, Gao Zhuang, and Ding Yang went to the arcade at Wanning Mall.

But he didn't pay much attention to Lin's mother that time, because Lin Zhixi's appearance was so outstanding that it directly attracted most of his attention at the time, and he ignored Lin's mother next to him.

Now that we have the chance, we should definitely take a closer look.

Lin's mother was quite beautiful, but what was even more striking was her gentle temperament, which gave people a strong sense of approachability.

"Dad." Chen Yan greeted his father first, then looked at Lin's mother, "Hello, Auntie."

Chen Sen, no longer bothering to communicate with his old man, quickly helped with the introduction.
"Xiao Yan, this is your Aunt Shen..." After introducing Lin's mother to Chen Yan, Chen Sen put his arm around Chen Yan's shoulder and looked at Lin's mother, saying, "This is my son, Chen Yan. What do you think? Isn't he handsome?"

"He is very handsome." Lin's mother nodded with a smile, then took out a red envelope from her pocket and stuffed it into Chen Yan's pocket. "Xiao Yan, since it's our first meeting, Auntie didn't prepare any gifts, so I just prepared a red envelope for you. It's not much money, just a little something."

Although he said "it's not much money," Chen Yan had been receiving red envelopes for so many years that he had long since developed the ability to "judge the amount by the thickness of the red envelope."

The amount in this red envelope should be around 1500 yuan... The amount of red envelopes in Fengning during the New Year is not considered extravagant; generally, 2000 yuan is the maximum for New Year's money. The fact that the other party gave 1500 yuan shows they've certainly made a good impression, even if we don't know what they were thinking.

"Auntie, this won't do..." Chen Yan hurriedly reached out to refuse, not in the kind of polite "three refusals and three concessions," he really didn't intend to accept it.

As he grew a little older, Chen Yan refused red envelopes from everyone except those from very close relatives.

Before Chen Yan could refuse, Chen Sen, who was standing next to him, grabbed him and said with a smile, "Take it. It's a small token of your Aunt Shen's appreciation. It would be wrong if you didn't accept it."

Chen Yan glanced at his father, then accepted the red envelope and politely said, "Thank you, Aunt Shen."

"You're welcome."

……

The dishes weren't finished yet, so Chen Dashan went in to take charge of cooking while Song Mei came out to chat with her son and daughter-in-law.

Chen Yan sat outside for a while, and seeing that the atmosphere was about right, he quietly returned to the wood-fired stove and continued to warm himself by the fire.

Although he only observed for a short while, Chen Yan could roughly tell that Lin's mother had a pretty good personality.

It wasn't that the money offensive worked, but rather that when Lin's mother handed him the red envelope, before he could even refuse, Chen Sen told him to accept it...

Based on his understanding of his father, the fact that Chen Sen was able to express his opinion at this time was enough to show that he didn't take this matter seriously.

Of course, Chen Yan still didn't intend to accept the money. He didn't know why, but he always felt a bit uncomfortable accepting money from someone he wasn't that close to.

Just as Chen Yan was thinking about how to return the money, he suddenly heard footsteps. Looking up, he saw Lin Zhixi standing by the kitchen door, blinking at him.

She was wearing a white down jacket today, and its thick design reduced her "aloofness" considerably, making her look more like an ordinary person.

Of course, this is assuming we disregard the other person's unreasonable good looks.

"Why are you here?" Chen Yan looked up and asked casually, "What's up? Bored out here?"

"The topic we were talking about was a bit boring." Lin Zhixi nodded, walked over quickly, and stared at the long bench where Chen Yan was sitting.

Chen Yan understood what the other person meant, so he moved his buttocks slightly inward, making room for half of the space.

"It's so cold here." Lin Zhixi sat down, rubbed her hands in front of the fire, and said softly, "I thought it was quite warm before I came."

“Nonsense, this is in the mountains, do you think it wouldn’t be cold?” Chen Yan said as he stuffed the red envelope into Lin Zhixi’s pocket. “I really can’t accept this money, so you can return it to Aunt Shen.”

"No, no, no." Lin Zhixi gently pinched Chen Yan's forearm, stopping him. "Just take the money. My mom isn't short of money. Besides, Uncle Chen gave me a red envelope too. Everyone's in the same boat."

Lin Zhixi wasn't very strong, and Chen Yan only needed to exert a little force to break free. However, seeing the serious look in her eyes, Chen Yan finally nodded and withdrew his hand.

The two sat in front of the fire, chatting casually.

"Hey, did you know that Shen Dong and Lele had a fight recently?"

"I know a little." Chen Yan nodded. Shen Dong had just told him about this a couple of days ago. "Kang Le found out about his ex-girlfriends?"

“Yes, Lele thinks it’s a bit unfair.” Lin Zhixi nodded and added, “After all, Shen Dong was her first love and the only person she ever dated, but Shen Dong dated so many other people after they broke up.”

(End of this chapter)