Chapter 279: She’s Memorized the Entire Jiang Family Tree

Yuan Youqin put a piece of fatty pork into Jiang Qin’s bowl, recalling the look in Feng Nanshu’s eyes last night as she stared at their old Jiang family portrait for a long, long time, seeming to like it yet also envious.

She peeled an apple for Feng Nanshu and casually asked how many people were in her family. The little darling gently raised a finger, saying there was only one person, which broke Madam Yuan’s heart.

So, upon learning that Jiang Qin was coming home today, she immediately scheduled taking a new family portrait for tomorrow.

What ill intentions could a mother have? She just wanted to add this stunningly beautiful girl into the family portrait.

When Li, Wang, Liu and others come to visit during the new year, she’ll place the new family portrait on the living room table without saying a word, already winning half the battle.

“Nanshu, come take a stroll with auntie after dinner.”

“Okay,” Feng Nanshu obediently nodded.

Half an hour later, after dinner, Yuan Youqin put the dishes in the sink and called for the family to go downstairs.

Jizhou’s weather is cooler than Linchuan City’s, especially in the evening when there’s a small breeze even in midsummer.

The sky had just darkened, with the orange glow of sunset still lingering on the horizon, looking gorgeous and dreamy.

As it was a relocation community, most of the elderly in Hongrong Garden maintained their rural living habits. After dinner, they would bring stools and palm-leaf fans to gather downstairs, some playing chess, some playing mahjong, and others chatting about various gossip.

Jiang Zhenghong and Yuan Youqin walked in front, while Jiang Qin walked behind with Feng Nanshu. The appearance of the family of four instantly attracted the collective attention of the “Hongrong Garden Information Center” ahead.

“Hello Fourth Aunt, I’m Nanshu.”

“Hello Grandma Wu, I’m Nanshu.”

“Hello Third Grandpa, Aunt, Cousin, Benben, good evening, I’m Nanshu.”

“Hello Sixth Uncle, Sixth Aunt, I’m Nanshu.”

The little rich girl was as pure and beautiful as a spirit in the night, greeting everyone with a quiet, well-behaved face, leaving Jiang Qin stunned.

The residents of the relocation community were all from the same village. Although their surnames might differ, most of them were related.

For juniors like Jiang Qin, they have to greet several circles of people when going out. If you don’t speak, people will say Jiang Zhenghong’s son is ill-mannered.

But due to the complex relationships, Jiang Qin couldn’t tell who to call what at all.

You see an old man and think you should call him grandpa, but upon closer inquiry, he’s a generation younger and should be called brother.

To be honest, every time Jiang Qin went downstairs before, he wished he could cover his face, thinking to hell with it, he couldn’t remember anyone anyway, so they could just treat him as a thief.

But he didn’t expect Feng Nanshu to be so effortless at it, walking over obediently each time, softly calling this one and that one, getting every title precisely right, even knowing their seniority and surnames clearly, earning countless smiles.

Jiang Qin was a bit dazed, thinking, am I the outsider? Am I the stranger in this community?

“Little rich girl, did you secretly memorize our family genealogy?”

Feng Nanshu shook her head coolly, “I didn’t memorize it, but every day after dinner, auntie takes me out for a walk and teaches me how to address them, but some of them get my name wrong.”

Jiang Qin held his breath, thinking, just how many pits did my mom dig and how many nets did she lay while I was away?

Letting Feng Nanshu stay at home, taking a family portrait with her, now teaching her to the point she can address the Jiang family’s distant relatives, who would believe they’re innocent?

What a vicious scheme, Jiang Qin had absolutely no way to counter it. “Oh right, who is Benben?”

“It’s the dog cousin’s family keeps. Cousin wanted to name it Beibei but it never responded to that, only to Benben, so it gradually became Benben.”

“You’re not dumb at all, you’re very clever, I was definitely tricked by you.” Jiang Qin’s gaze became very serious.

Feng Nanshu was dumbfounded for a moment, then Sixth Aunt handed her some boiled peanuts. She looked at Jiang Qin with a pouty face, “Jiang Qin, I want to eat boiled peanuts but I tried several times and still can’t peel them.”

Jiang Qin pinched one open aloofly to show her, “You’re so smart, can you really not learn such a simple action?”

“I can’t even understand it by watching.”

Jiang Qin pinched open another one for her, “Did you learn it this time?”

The little rich girl solemnly shook her head, “I completely can’t learn it.”

Her cool expression was too versatile, perfectly fitting any context. Jiang Qin peeled two peanuts and put them in her hand, “There are too many people, I can’t feed you, I peeled them for you so eat them yourself.”

“Oh oh.”

Feng Nanshu opened her luscious little mouth to eat a boiled peanut, following Jiang Qin in a daze, secretly chanting in her heart, I’m very dumb, I’m very aloof, and also very dumb.

It was already past 9 PM when they returned from their community stroll. While the little rich girl was watching TV with Yuan Youqin, Jiang Qin called Uncle Gong to come pick her up.

It was fine for Feng Nanshu to stay in his room while he was away. After all, it was a new double bed with new bedding. But now that he’s back, with only two bedrooms in the house, it’s inconvenient.

Let’s not even mention them being friends. Even if they were a couple, they wouldn’t openly stay together with parents present.

Although mom kept guiding the little rich girl towards being a daughter-in-law, she herself was still very traditional. So if the little rich girl stayed at his home tonight, he would undoubtedly have to sleep on the sofa.

The little rich girl was dumb, but he wasn’t.

After a while, Uncle Gong drove to Hongrong Garden and parked downstairs.

Yuan Youqin was helping Feng Nanshu pack her things. Jiang Qin went to the community entrance first, smoking and chatting with Uncle Gong who was waiting for the young miss.

“Did the Feng family really not care about the little rich girl at all? She stayed at my house for three days without issue?”

“The old master still cares a lot about the young miss, but… the young miss doesn’t listen to him. Secretary Qin also cares about her, but the young miss doesn’t listen to her either.”

“So Feng Nanshu doesn’t listen to anyone?” Jiang Qin found it amusing.

Uncle Gong didn’t laugh, but turned to glance at him, “You could say that.”

Jiang Qin stopped smiling, shaking his head in disbelief, “Impossible, the little rich girl is so obedient, doing whatever she’s told, how could she be so rebellious?”

“The young miss can actually be extremely stubborn sometimes. When she really throws a tantrum, no one can control her. But that’s not the young miss’s fault, it’s the family’s fault.”

Jiang Qin choked on the smoke a couple times, really unable to handle it, so he stubbed out the cigarette, “I feel there must be a story here, but if I ask, you definitely won’t say.”

Uncle Gong nodded, “Actually, I shouldn’t have said the previous things either. This is already considered gossiping about the master’s family affairs.”

“Then why did you say it?”

Uncle Gong shrugged, carefully flipping through the book “Arrogant Son-in-Law in the City · Final Volume” in his hands.

Jiang Qin stretched lazily, “Is it okay if I take her traveling in a couple days?”

“It’s fine if the young miss is willing.”

“The way you watch over the little rich girl is no good. She’s so easily fooled, she might really get abducted if she runs into a bad person.”

Uncle Gong waved his hand, “You don’t know, Mi… Coo coo coo.”

Jiang Qin was startled, “What was that?”

“It’s nothing, Young Master Jiang. I just saw a cuckoo bird and was teasing it. Where were we?”

“I said if you watch the little rich girl so nonchalantly, she’ll be tricked.”

“That’s impossible. Young Master Jiang, you don’t know, but the young miss is the smartest person in the world. She can tell at a glance who’s good to her and who’s not.”

Jiang Qin: “?”

Uncle Gong raised the corner of his mouth, about to give more examples to prove just how smart Miss Feng was. But before he could speak, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head. Turning around, he found his family’s young miss already standing in front of the car, pouting as she looked at him.

“Young Master Jiang, let’s not chat anymore. I need to take the young miss home.” Uncle Gong hurriedly got up to open the car door for Feng Nanshu.

Jiang Qin watched them leave, about to carefully ponder what Uncle Gong had just said. But before he could think deeply, that black Bentley quickly drove back again.

The window lowered, revealing Uncle Gong’s extremely serious face inside.

To be honest, Jiang Qin had known Uncle Gong for some time and knew he was always in a smiling state. He had never seen him with such a serious expression. Thinking of this, Jiang Qin’s face involuntarily became solemn.

“Uncle Gong, did something happen?”

“Young Master Jiang, actually, our family’s young miss is not smart at all, and is also very, very dumb!”

“?”

After saying that, Uncle Gong raised the car window and then hurriedly drove away from the long street in front of Hongrong Garden’s entrance.

Jiang Qin was in chaos in the summer night breeze for a long, long time before reacting.

Good grief, isn’t this a standard version of “the guilty one gives himself away”? He even specially drove back to say the young miss isn’t smart. No need to ask, Uncle Gong must be afraid of getting his wages docked!

But is the little rich girl really smart or not?

If you say she’s not smart, she knows to play dumb. If you say she’s smart, doesn’t using this transparently obvious move make her seem even dumber?