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Chapter 627 - 516 You look a bit young (asking for monthly passes!)_2

Chapter 627: 516 You look a bit young (asking for monthly passes!)_2

The shaggy-haired kid dashed up to Lan Pei Zhi, probably only eleven or twelve years old, about the age of a junior high student, and tall enough to reach Lan Pei Zhi’s shoulders. He was so excited that he wanted to hug her, but he dared not; instead, he jumped up and down repeatedly to express his joy.

Sister?

Through the windshield, Jiang Chen took in everything, his mind a bit dazed.

Lan Pei Zhi actually has such a young brother?

Or rather.

Just a relative’s child?

"Shouldn’t you be at school?"

The shaggy-haired kid’s face changed slightly, then he quickly explained with a very serious and innocently smiling face, "The school gave us a short holiday to go back and rest for a few days."

Jiang Chen knew he couldn’t keep sitting in the car, so he pushed the door open and got out, instantly drawing the attention of the shaggy-haired kid.

"Huh..."

The kid with a stylish haircut, wearing Nike, and looking fashionably modern—not at all like a rural child—clearly hadn’t expected there to be a man in the car, and he showed a rather strong surprise at Jiang Chen’s appearance.

"Roar..."

A deep bark came through.

Only then did Jiang Chen notice that beside the boy stood a huge creature about half the height of a person.

Apparently... a Tibetan Mastiff?!

With thick limbs, dense fur, eyes like torches, and sharp fangs, it was definitely a top-quality purebred Tibetan Mastiff.

At that moment, the beast rumored to be able to chase wolves and fight tigers was staring at Jiang Chen, continuously letting out warning growls, as if it might pounce at any moment.

If it were an ordinary person, being targeted by such an animal, akin to wolves and tigers, would likely result in fear and weak knees, but Jiang Chen’s performance was commendable, standing still without changing his expression—a display of calm and composed temperament, quite suave.

Of course.

In the eyes of the shaggy-haired kid, that was "showing off."

"What are you barking for, go play on the side."

The bold kid impulsively kicked the adult Tibetan Mastiff, a sight that made one’s heart leap.

If the Tibetan Mastiff went mad, the boy’s wonderful life, which had yet to start, might have ended prematurely.

However, to everyone’s surprise, the Tibetan Mastiff did not attack but instead whimpered and actually went to the side and laid down, no longer growling. In the blink of an eye, it changed from a fearsome beast to a docile pet, looking even a bit wronged.

Jiang Chen’s brows twitched.

"Who are you?"

The shaggy-haired kid shouted at Jiang Chen.

His appearance was indeed quite good; one could tell from his facial structure and features that he was going to be a handsome guy when he grew up. Coupled with a haircut and clothing style that would be considered avant-garde even in the city, thrown into the countryside, he was conspicuously out of place, a celebrity in any rural school.

So in the boy’s eyes, there was a hint of defiance and unruliness.

"I am a friend of Miss Lan."

Without any disrespect, Jiang Chen spoke with a smile and turned to walk towards the trunk of the car.

"Go help."

Lan Pei Zhi instructed.

"Oh."

The kid who had just kicked the Tibetan Mastiff walked up to Jiang Chen oddly and, seeing the gifts in the trunk, his face lit up with excitement.

"Dude, did you buy all these?"

Dude?

Jiang Chen wondered if he had heard wrong.

At the same time.

He also wondered if the kid was actually speaking to him.

When he looked down, he indeed found the kid looking up at him.

Jiang Chen felt a mix of emotions, not angry, just a bit amused.

"Yeah."

"Cool, that’s pretty polite."

The kid’s approving nod, so mature beyond his years, made Jiang Chen find it all the more amusing and somewhat laughable.

"Lan Lan."

From the three-story mansion, more impressive than the surrounding buildings, a middle-aged woman emerged. She had a much more normal demeanor, and although her clothes were also not low-end, the feeling exuding from inside out was that of a genuine, simple country woman.

Her face full of excitement, she walked down the steps towards Lan Pei Zhi.

Jiang Chen instinctively looked up.

"Mom."

At the word, a wave of emotions surged through Jiang Chen as he looked at the woman who didn’t possess outstanding features, feeling a whirlwind of sentiments.

"You finally arrived."

Then.

Another man came out of the mansion, with graying temples and a slight limp in his walk. He tried hard to act naturally, keeping his back as straight as possible, and spoke with the tone of a deliberately modulated old cadre. He stood at the top of the steps, not coming down.

"Lan Lan, let’s go, dinner has been ready for a while now, we’ve been waiting just for you. Hurry in."

The woman grasped Lan Peizhi’s hand.

"Mom, come quickly, this guy bought a lot of stuff!"

The shaggy-haired kid muttered.

Mom?

Jiang Chen felt another jolt inside.

This kid...

Is he really Lan Peizhi’s little brother?

How many years apart are these two?

Following the kid’s mutter, soon, whether it was the woman by Lan Peizhi’s side or the man on the steps, their gaze unanimously turned toward him.

Jiang Chen collected his thoughts and immediately put on the most polite smile.

"Uncle, Auntie, hello."

The couple with both a son and a daughter was full of doubts, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.

"This is my friend, Jiang Chen."

Lan Peizhi finally made the introduction, although in her usual terse manner.

"...Welcome, well... please come in. Let’s have dinner together."

The woman recovered and quickly greeted with a smile, but it was evident that her face still betrayed uncontrollable surprise.

Jiang Chen nodded, then moved the things he bought from the car’s trunk into the house.

The shaggy-haired kid was also helping out.

It couldn’t be described as magnificent, but the decoration of this western-style house was quite upscale. The materials and facilities were nearly on par with those in the top communities of East Sea, clashing with the backward rural surroundings. However, there were certain details that could be improved upon, such as the huge character painting hanging in the center of the living room.

It was the words "Vast Sources of Wealth."

Jiang Chen believed that this mix of tacky and tasteful certainly didn’t come from Lan Peizhi’s hands.

"Dude, you’re awesome. I’ve never seen my sister bring anyone home before."

During dinner, the shaggy-haired kid took the initiative to sit beside Jiang Chen, looking completely "admiring."

"Call him uncle! Don’t be disrespectful!"

The woman scolded.

Jiang Chen felt awkwardly out of place.

Uncle, uncle?

"Jiang should be under thirty, right? Uncle is a bit too old; just call him brother."

The man spoke aptly, but it was evident that he was somewhat wary of his daughter Lan Peizhi, giving off the impression that he wanted to act the patriarch but seemed uncertain.

The woman glanced at her daughter and as if she understood, nodded, "That’s right."

So, the shaggy-haired kid’s form of address for Jiang Chen was simplified from "dude" to "bro."

It was clear,

Lan Peizhi’s family structure was simple, simpler than he had anticipated, but at the same time, it seemed more complicated.

Besides that "dude" calling kid, there were only her parents, at least until now, there were no other relatives in sight.

"Uncle, Auntie, I’d like to propose a toast to you both."

Jiang Chen stood up, holding his glass with both hands.

The drink in the glass was Feitian Moutai, which couldn’t be bought at the small supermarket they visited earlier. It was something the hosts had brought out themselves.

"Jiang, please sit down, no need to be so formal."

Lan Peizhi’s mother was quite amiable and approachable, in contrast to Lan father who was a bit more rigid. Perhaps he was attempting to project the image of a family leader. Of course, the Lan family’s attitude towards Jiang Chen could definitely be called friendly.

"Jiang, when did you and Lan Lan meet?"

After taking a sip of wine, Lan father put down his glass.

Jiang Chen glanced at Lan Peizhi and said carefully, "About half a year ago."

"Only half a year? That was pretty quick."

Lan father muttered to himself, then asked further, "How old are you this year? You must be quite young, right?"

"Not that young anymore, twenty-eight."

Jiang Chen sat up straight with a sincere expression, revealing no flaws.

Lan Peizhi gave him a look.

"Twenty-eight."

Lan father recited quietly.

Lan mother also seemed thoughtful.

Most people at that age, especially those who have just left campus to enter society, still have an air of immaturity about them, and it’s easy to see through any lies about their age, but Jiang Chen appeared much more mature than his peers, not arousing any suspicion.

However, the kid beside him, looking at his face and in a tone low enough not to be heard by the parents, muttered softly, "Bro, you look, kind of young."