If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

After eating and drinking her fill, Dun Chenyu led Xiao Pang to the Women's Army headquarters.

As soon as the two entered the room, everyone's eyes immediately turned to Xiao Pang. Although Dun Chenyu hadn't had a chance to introduce her, at this moment and in this situation, this girl could only be Xiao Pang, Qiao Tianyi's rumored girlfriend.

The old lady took one look at the chubby boy and immediately liked him: "This child is good, with such a big bottom, he can definitely give birth."

Susan looked him up and down several times, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Hmm, judging from his clothes, he seems energetic, but his face is a bit ordinary."

Everyone, Xiaopang's outfit is inspired by Jiang Ziyi, who imitates Susan. So Xiaopang's fashion sense is in line with Susan's, which is why it looks so good on him.

Bai Xue looked at her future sister-in-law with curiosity: "Hmm, she's not as pretty as me, boohoo, but she's so tall and has such a great figure."

Jiang Ziyi spat out the sunflower seeds in her mouth and complained, "Goodness, she's been out all day, I was about to call the police. Come on, let me introduce you. This is your maternal grandparents, and this is your maternal grandparents. This is Xia Ziwei, you can call her... call her Xiaobao'er, that's what I call her."

"Pfft," some of the young girls couldn't help but laugh out loud: "She really is a princess, no wonder her stage name is Princess."

Oh dear, it seems they already knew about it. But Little Fatty is so carefree; he didn't lose his composure at all. He bowed deeply, his little ponytail fluttering, and said, "Hello, Grandpa and Grandma."

"Ah~", "Pfft", "Hehe", Little Fatty's fixed passive magic doll voice was activated, drawing a burst of laughter.

Grandpa was called in from outside to see his granddaughter-in-law. When he saw that the little chubby girl was so generous and had such a cute voice, he couldn't stop smiling: "Good, good, hello child."

Although she had been told not to be too enthusiastic, the old lady was naturally warm-hearted. With a big smile, she came over, took the little fat boy's hand, and sat down next to her. Bai Xue wisely stepped back and looked at her from head to toe, finding her more and more pleasing to the eye: "Little Bao'er, Little Bao'er, this child is really good."

Xiao Pang was somewhat flattered, because Xia Donghai resented his parents for not taking care of Ma Dongmei, so he was not close to his parents. Consequently, his grandparents were not as affectionate towards Xiao Pang as they were towards their other grandchildren, so he rarely enjoyed their warmth.

"This is my third aunt, Tianyi's mother," Jiang Ziyi continued to introduce.

"Hello, Auntie," Little Fatty stood up and bowed again. "This is the real person here."

Susan was just like the one described in the novel—beautiful, sexy, and petite. However, she didn't seem very enthusiastic; she just gave a faint "hmm" and said hello.

"Hey, little darling, sit down, there's no need for all this trouble," the old lady said, pulling the chubby boy down to sit and patting his hand.

Jiang Ziyi introduced a group of younger sisters to Xiao Pang, who was astonished. The more he looked at his house, the more it resembled the Jia family mansion, full of women? And Tianyi was the only man?

Fortunately, Tianyi was born under the red flag and was not as bad as Jia Baoyu, Xiaopang secretly rejoiced.

"How old is the child this year? He talks like a little kid," the old man asked. He had been bragging to others and was unaware of some things that the women's army already knew.

"I'm 19 years old, Grandpa. I have a baby voice, maybe it's because my voice changed late," the chubby boy said shamelessly, trying to sound more compatible with Qiao Tianyi.

Actually, Xiao Pang wasn't lying. In their village, people usually use the traditional Chinese age reckoning (or lunar age reckoning), and he was indeed 19.

The traditional Chinese age system calculates age as follows: you are one year old at birth, and two years old after the Lunar New Year. Little Fatty's birthday is in November, so his age is quite high.

"19 years old? Didn't Sister Yiyi say you were underage? So..." Bai Xue was very curious about who was lying.

"Hmm? Yeah, your family celebrates the New Year by two years?" Jiang Ziyi asked, amused.

"Oh, in my hometown we use the traditional Chinese age reckoning," the chubby boy said without changing his expression, but inwardly he was secretly blaming Jiang Ziyi for her big mouth and messing things up.

"This little girl is a liar and so ugly. She's not good enough for my brother at all," Bai Xue thought to herself.