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Chapter 334 - 316 Fair judges find it difficult to settle household affairs

Chapter 334: 316 Fair judges find it difficult to settle household affairs

"Knock, knock, knock..."

It was past eight in the morning.

The faded wooden door was being knocked on.

From the cramped bedroom, Jiang Chen opened his eyes, rubbed his face, exhaled, and got up to open the door.

"Bro."

Seeing the young man at the door with a smile brimming with joy, Jiang Chen looked surprised.

"Just got up, huh? I brought breakfast, let’s eat together."

The youth carried the breakfast inside.

"How did you know I was back?"

Jiang Chen asked with a smile, closing the door,

"My mom told me. Bro, why didn’t you give us a heads-up? We could’ve picked you up. If Auntie Pan hadn’t chatted with my mom last night, we would’ve had no idea you were back."

The youth seemed very familiar with the Jiang family, sitting on the wooden sofa and starting to unpack the breakfast on the coffee table.

Two bowls of beef noodles.

Plus some steamed buns and fried dough sticks.

"How are your folks?"

Jiang Chen walked over.

"Very good, my mom’s weight is almost catching up to mine now."

The youth, who was almost the same size as Jiang Chen, beckoned, "Bro, eat while it’s hot. It’s from the same place, you definitely can’t find this taste in East Sea."

"Let me brush my teeth first."

After freshening up, Jiang Chen returned and sat down with the youth to eat noodles.

"How do you like college life? Are you used to it?"

"It’s way more comfortable than high school. Looking back, the senior year of high school was like hell."

Fingering a fried dough stick, the youth had a look of unbearable reminiscence.

"College is just a lack of supervision. Don’t get too lax, remember ’a gentleman is cautious when alone.’ Don’t indulge yourself just because there’s no one watching. Though there’s no pressure of entrance exams, if you fail your subjects, you won’t be able to graduate in the end."

"Bro, I know. If I can’t get my diploma, won’t my mom kill me?"

Jiang Chen chuckled.

"The noodles from this place are still the best. When I was in Hancheng, what I missed the most was the flavor here. The breakfasts at our school, sigh, it’s hard to even talk about."

The youth, who studied in provincial Hancheng, prattled on.

He attended Hancheng University of Geosciences. Although it wasn’t as prestigious as Han University under the Ministry of Education, it was still a first-tier university.

"Anyway, it’s not far for you, just an hour and a half by high-speed train. You could come back every weekend."

"Forget it, bro. I finally got away from my parents’ control. If it weren’t for my mom not letting me go far away, I wouldn’t have studied in Hancheng at all. Actually, I wanted to go to East Sea, then we brothers could have been together."

"Parents are around, so don’t travel far. Besides, Hancheng has the most universities in the country. It’s not bad at all."

"Bro, why do you sound more and more like my old high school head teacher?"

Jiang Chen laughed and lowered his head to eat noodles.

This noodle place was located near his primary school, just about a ten-minute walk. Although not famous, it had been open for nearly twenty years and was considered an old establishment. The ownsers were a couple from Sichuan, the husband always liked to sing while cooking noodles, while the wife was quite plump, weighing more or less a hundred and eighty pounds.

"Bro, did you know the owner of this noodle shop ran off for a while?"

Jiang Chen, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Ran off with another woman. For a while, it was just the wife running the shop. Then, somehow, he came back."

"Who told you that?"

"I overheard some people talking about it when I bought the noodles just now."

Jiang Chen didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry.

Such is the way in a small town; the same people come and go for decades, so any gossip spreads fast.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

As they were eating and chatting, someone knocked on the door again.

Jiang Chen stood up and opened the door.

"Here."

It was Fang Qing.

She held a bunch of breakfast items, likely bought for her parents, and brought a portion for Jiang Chen on the way.

"I’m eating."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen stepped aside.

"Fang Qing sis."

The young man inside called out enthusiastically.

"Xiao Yu?"

Fang Qing blinked in realization, then smiled at the youth, and took back her noodles, "Alright, you guys eat."

She turned to go back to her place, holding the breakfast.

Jiang Chen closed the door.

"Bro, Fang Qing sis is really the beauty of our compound, growing more beautiful by the day. If she were in our school, man, there’s no telling how many people would chase after her."

"Have you forgotten how she used to like pulling down your trousers when you were little?"

Jiang Chen’s comment immediately made his cousin feel utterly embarrassed and at a loss for words.

Children love excitement, and back then, the young child always liked to follow behind Jiang Chen and Fang Qing and considering that Jiang Chen and Fang Qing weren’t that much older themselves.

Fang Qing always found the little tag-along annoying, so she’d play tricks on him, like pulling down his trousers, which would make him cry and then she’d laugh heartily.

For a while, this sister was the devil incarnate in Hong Xiaoyu’s eyes.

"Bro, we were just kids back then, unaware. Now Fang Qing sis is a gifted student at Shenzhou Law University. People outside say your compound has produced a golden phoenix."

Shenzhou Law University.

Just six simple words commanded respect.

Typically, anyone who could get into this university was no ordinary person. Everyone who graduated from there was bound to become an elite of society, something neither Jiang Chen’s East Sea University nor Hong Xiaoyu’s Hancheng University of Geosciences could compare with.

Just thinking of Fang Qing becoming a lawyer, a judge, or even taking a step further, Jiang Chen found it hard to suppress his amusement at the thought.

Who would have thought that such a mischievous girl would pursue such a sacred and solemn profession?

"When Fang Qing gets rich in the future, you can brag about all the things she did to you when you were kids."

Jiang Chen’s lips curled into a smile as he took another bite of his noodles.

"Brother, don’t you have any thoughts about it?"

Hong Xiaoyu asked with meaningful interest.

"What thoughts?"

Jiang Chen was puzzled.

"Brother, you and Sister Fang Qing, childhood friends, and you two, as kids, played house together quite often..."

Hong Xiaoyu gave him a meaningful look, "You know what I mean."

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but chuckle.

"Didn’t you play house with anyone when you were a kid? And like you said, she’s now a golden phoenix, a top student of Han University’s School of Law, and who are the people in Han University’s School of Law? Do you think Sister Fang Qing would consider someone like me?"

"Brother, don’t belittle yourself. I think Sister Fang Qing isn’t the type of person you’re describing. Otherwise, why would she bring you breakfast? I think Sister Fang Qing is still the same as before, she hasn’t changed,"

Hong Xiaoyu said earnestly.

"Moreover, after Fang Qing graduates, her future will be limitless. Brother, if you could be together with Fang Qing, your life would be a lot easier."

Jiang Chen looked at his cousin.

Though only a freshman, he had indeed grown up a bit, and had started to approach issues with a more mature perspective.

"What, do you think your brother is the type to live off a woman?"

He said with a half-smile.

Hong Xiaoyu was a bit embarrassed.

"Brother, that’s not what I mean. I just think Sister Fang Qing is indeed a good girl, and she’s grown up with you since childhood. I used to call her sister-in-law so much that I got used to it."

Jiang Chen burst into laughter, finding it too funny.

"If I really ended up with her, wouldn’t you be afraid that your childhood trauma would turn into adult trauma?"

"Bro, for your happiness, a little sacrifice as a brother is nothing."

Hong Xiaoyu displayed a resolute and selfless demeanor, as if taking on a righteous cause.

"Alright, enough with matchmaking. Hurry up and eat; after you finish, go back. I just got home and there’s still a lot to tidy up around the house, I can’t entertain you."

Jiang Chen said.

"Brother, I can help."

"No need."

After breakfast, Jiang Chen sent his cousin away. His aunt’s house was on the outskirts of the city, about a twenty-minute bus ride.

Changing light bulbs, checking the water heater, washing sheets and clothes, Jiang Chen was busy all morning.

"Xiao Yu came all this way to see you, and you just sent him away? Is that any way to act as a brother?"

In the living room, Fang Qing stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the wall, watching Jiang Chen busily work, not offering to help again.

"Miss Fang Qing, this is my family’s business, don’t you think you’re interfering a bit too much?"

"Xiao Yu is also my little brother, and I watched him grow up. He at least calls me sister, so why can’t I get involved?"

Fang Qing argued confidently.

Jiang Chen glanced at her.

"You better not lean against the wall. My house isn’t like yours; you might get dusty."

Fang Qing stood up straight and looked over her shoulder, indeed finding her shoulder covered in white dust, which she nonchalantly brushed off.

"Maybe I should ask my dad to find someone to patch up your walls and give them a fresh coat of paint."

"No need, I can find someone myself."

"Hey, can’t you stop being so stubborn? It’s just a small favor."

Indeed.

It was just a small favor.

But if it happened too often, it wouldn’t be anymore.

"Miss Fang Qing, do you have too much free time on your hands?"

"Isn’t that so? It’s the winter vacation, and since my family doesn’t need me to clean, I am indeed quite free."

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

"When are you planning to go to your aunt’s house?"

Fang Qing asked.

Jiang Chen remained silent.

"Are you still mad at your aunt and the rest of them?"

Fang Qing probed.

Having lived across the door from each other for decades, Fang Qing had a clear understanding of the Jiang family’s affairs. When Jiang Chen’s parents were sick, if those relatives had been willing to give their all, perhaps Jiang Chen wouldn’t have ended up alone so early.

However, family matters are hard to judge, even for an upright official.

It wasn’t an outsider’s place to determine right from wrong in such situations.

But Xiao Yu’s visit this morning, though seemingly just to deliver breakfast, undoubtedly represented an attitude.

"No."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

"You’re lying. If you weren’t angry, why didn’t you inform them when you came back and had to let my mom go talk to them?"

"I just didn’t want to bother them, that’s all."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "For a while, I did resent them, but later I realized that people can’t be so selfish, only thinking of themselves. Even if they were willing to go bankrupt, it might only be a matter of delaying things for a while. One is a broken family with bereavement, and the other is an unbroken family without. In the end, the latter is better. Moreover, the misfortune of one family should not be allowed to affect many families."

Fang Qing fell silent.

"Tell Uncle Fang and them, tomorrow afternoon I will treat them to a meal, including my aunt’s family."

Jiang Chen said softly.

Fang Qing looked at him and smiled faintly.

"Okay."

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