My hotel connects the past and present

After Chen Wenjiu learned about Yan Chenchen's experience, she sympathized with her. She had been introduced to someone before, but she quickly reached an agreement with He Zui and became nominal boyfriend and girlfriend. Since then, there has been nothing. Disturbing her.

Of course, when she went to the county town before and was chased home by someone telling her that He Zui was not a match for her and asked her to find another boyfriend, she was actually not as suffocated as Yan Chenchen.

After all, her relatives and friends who were close to her all knew about her relationship with He Zui, and knew that she had a very handsome and excellent boyfriend, so they would not think of introducing her to anyone else.

Of course, she is only 22 years old. Even if she has a boyfriend, her relatives will not force her to get married early. Although they like to introduce partners to their relatives when they have nothing to do, they will not force them to do so. Only willing to get married.

Chen Wenjiu had never experienced anything like Yan Chenchen, but she could feel that Yan Chenchen was really agitated, and she really wanted to escape from that suffocating feeling.

She didn't like that man herself, but the relatives and friends around her insisted on pairing her up with him. How could she not be suffocated in such an environment?

"I have been in a situation like yours." Chen Jialing, who rarely came over to enjoy a delicious meal, sat down next to Yan Chenchen. She looked at Yan Chenchen apologetically and said, "Sorry, I accidentally overheard what you said. This Madam, can I share a table with you?"

Chen Jialing also had the fresh milk strawberry cake, courage pudding, salted egg yolk meat dumplings and other food in her hand. She was just looking for a place to enjoy the food, when she saw Chen Wenjiu and Yan Chenchen chatting, and accidentally heard Yan Chen had morning sickness. The bitter water.

"It's okay, you sit down." Yan Chenchen didn't care about this. Now that Chen Jialing heard what she and Chen Wenjiu were talking about, and said that she had a similar experience, Yan Chenchen became even more curious.

"Sister, have you also had an experience like Miss Yan?" Chen Wenjiu looked at his cousin curiously and asked.

Didn't her cousin get married early just after graduating from college? Why is there such an experience as Yan Chenchen, who was introduced to someone by the people around him and still had to gather them into a group?

"Yes, you don't know that I have been divorced for several years. Some people think that I am worthless after divorce, so they insist on introducing me to some people I don't like." Chen Jialing said, "Although I am a bit fat, before I’m not very good at skin care, and I’ve been married and divorced and have a child, but do I have to lower my standards for choosing a spouse?”

"Anyway, some people think it's outrageous for me to go back to my parents' house after my divorce, so they insist on introducing me to someone. For example, my aunt, when she came to my house before, she said she would introduce someone to me, but I didn't see anyone. After that, she said she would take me back, and according to her wish, I could live directly in her home."

"My aunt never thought about whether I would fall in love with that man, or maybe he would fall in love with me? We both still don't like each other. My aunt really didn't feel embarrassed by taking me there directly. "?" Chen Jialing frowned.

"Of course my aunt just said it, and she didn't tell me but my parents. She never bothered me." Chen Jialing said, "There are also some people, like the person my eldest aunt married later. He also said that he would introduce me to someone, and it was really outrageous to say that I was cheating on my parents’ family.”

Chen Wenjiu: "...You didn't live in your parents' home, right?"

Although Chen Jialing doesn't work in the fields much now, she can still do housework at home, such as cleaning, cooking, washing clothes, etc. Of course, now there is a washing machine for washing clothes, so she can do it more easily.

But except for the fact that she can't get up for breakfast, she often cooks at noon and evening, so it's not like she doesn't do anything.

The most important thing is that Chen Jialing has made some money writing novels now, and has an income of several thousand every month. In addition to saving her income, she also gives some to her mother, so she is not just sitting on her old age.

"Those people think that if I stay at home and don't have a formal job and don't go out to do farm work, then isn't that just cheating on me? They may think that I can't support myself by writing novels like this." Chen Jialing said, "But what they think That’s right, in the first few years when I started writing novels, I really couldn’t support myself, so I relied on my family to support me.”

It was only in the past few years that she gradually became good at writing, and her income gradually increased. At the beginning, her income of 500 yuan for half a year was considered too much.

"Because I'm divorced, some people think it's extremely sinful to be single? Just want to introduce me to a partner, and who in the village? That guy Wang Mingqiang is always said by people around him that he wants to become my dad's son-in-law, and even interviews When talking to my son, those people would ask my son to call him daddy." Chen Jialing couldn't help but roll her eyes when she said this.

"It's not like my son doesn't have a biological father. Although I divorced that guy, he is still my son's biological father. And I have never had any emotional entanglements with that guy Wang Mingqiang, but whether it is my cousin or the others, My cousin and the others are all saying that Wang Mingqiang is my man."

"They may be joking, but I really don't like this kind of joke." Chen Jialing said, "I didn't like Wang Mingqiang before, but I just don't like it now."

"The most important thing is that I control my appearance. Wang Mingqiang is not as good-looking as my ex-husband. Now I don't even like someone as good-looking as my ex-husband, who actually has no problems with his character. Why should I settle for the second best and like Wang Mingqiang?"

"Yes, yes, I understand your feelings very well." Yan Chenchen nodded in agreement after hearing what Chen Jialing said, "My ex-boyfriends are all very good-looking. Although they are not as good-looking as celebrities, they are still average. In terms of appearance, that Li Zhe is far worse than my ex-boyfriend."

"I just don't understand. Li Zheyuan is not as good-looking as my ex-boyfriend. I don't see any other advantages in him that allow me to ignore his appearance and figure. Why do those people think that I will definitely agree? With Li Zheyuan."

"It's not that I have to judge people by their appearance, but facial control really has very strict requirements on the appearance of lovers." Yan Chenchen said distressedly, "You know, the reason why my last boyfriend broke up with me was because I thought he had a good figure. Out of shape, I feel like I don’t like him that much anymore.”

"Wow, your ex-boyfriend is out of shape?" Chen Jialing asked curiously, "Did he originally have a good figure?"

"Of course, although my ex-boyfriend doesn't have eight-pack abs, he does have four." Yan Chenchen said proudly, but she soon became less proud. "It turns out that after he was with me for more than a year, his The abdominal muscles disappeared and a belly appeared.”

"He was out of shape. Although I disliked him a little bit, I still didn't break up. As a result, when we continued to get along, we found that neither of us felt the same way about each other as we did when we first fell in love, so we broke up peacefully. Yan Chenchen shrugged.

"My ex-husband was the same," Chen Jialing said. "When I was with him, he was relatively thin. Later, he gradually built some muscles and it didn't hurt his eyes so much. But after a few years of marriage, he gained weight. .”

"Let me tell you, I have very strict requirements for boys' body shape. There was a time when I looked at each other's arms and first looked at whether they had muscles on their arms. If the other person's arms were thinner than mine, I would basically No one in the world cares about his face anymore." Chen Jialing said.

"Is it so exaggerated? Since the other person has no muscles, you don't care whether his face looks good or not?" Yan Chenchen asked funnyly.

"Yes." Chen Jialing nodded very frankly, "No matter how good-looking that boy is, if he is much thinner than me, I will not like him, and I don't want to look at him more."

"I was not as fat as I am now, and my arms were not as thick as they are now. Under such circumstances, the other party's arms are not as thick as mine. I really doubt whether his strength is as strong as mine." Chen Jialing said with a smile.

"I still like boys with a little bit of muscle, and I don't want them to be exaggerated. I don't really like the muscular look. What I like is the natural and strong look, like those in hotels. The men in the security team have very handsome figures."

"I don't like anyone who is too thin." Chen Jialing said.

"Plus one." Yan Chenchen said enthusiastically, "For boys, it's better to be taller and a little stronger and look better. I don't really like boys who are thinner than me or weaker than me."

Yan Chenchen's character is indeed somewhat strong, but she doesn't like the pairing of a strong woman and a weak man. Maybe it's because she doesn't actually have the idea of ​​a big heroine. She likes to look stronger than her or just like her. She likes strong men who are evenly matched, not strong women and weak men.

She won't take a liking to boys who are weaker than her.

"Sisters, do you like boys younger than you?" Yan Chenchen asked curiously. She now felt that she and Chen Jialing had something in common and wanted to have a good chat with her.

"In the past, I didn't really like boys, or I didn't really like underage boys. I can accept boys over 20 years old who are younger than me." Chen Jialing said, "Of course, although you are younger than me, don't look too weak. .”

"So you prefer wolf puppies instead of baby puppies?" Yan Chenchen said.

"That should be it, right?" Chen Jialing said.

"Sister, let me tell you..."

Chen Wenjiu, who originally listened to Yan Chenchen's complaints, now looked at his cousin and Yan Chenchen chatting very well and tilted his head in confusion.

Didn't her cousin say that she has stayed at home for too long, so she has some social barriers? You've almost become a social terror. How come you can talk to Yan Chenchen so well now?

Why don't you agree to talk to strangers? What if you want to quickly end the conversation while chatting with someone and run away?

Why do you get along so well with Yan Chenchen now? They originally complained about the troubles of antagonizing people they don't like, to talking about the man's appearance, good figure, etc., and now they are talking about whether they like little wolfdogs or little milk puppies.

But seeing the two of them chatting so happily, Chen Wenjiu stopped interrupting and continued eating his own ice cream with Chen Momo.